Chen Jianping's surprise was not trivial, he jumped out of the back of the side three feet, leaned his back against a big tree, and looked around in shock.

At this moment, I only heard someone behind the right speak: "Amitabha, Chen Shaoxia's handsome swordsmanship is really terrifying!"

Chen Jianping turned around abruptly, leaned out through the big tree, and saw an old monk in a white robe standing four or five zhang away, this person was thin and small, his face was covered with a layer of black cloth, and he couldn't see his appearance.

Chen Jianping gasped, the old monk looked at the old dragon clock, it seemed that a gust of wind could blow him down, but the body method was so fast, it was almost unbelievable.

Chen Jianping's first thought was: "Could it be that this old monk knows the demon law, otherwise how can he practice such a miracle in the flesh?"

He looked at the old monk in front of him suspiciously, and with a flash of lightning in his mind, he secretly thought: "Who is this person? I am afraid that such a master cannot be found among the senior monks of the Dayun Temple on Jialan Island! Moreover, the accent of the people on Jialan Island is very different, which is very different from that of the Central Plains, and ordinary people can hear it as soon as they hear it, but this accent is the same as that of the Central Plains!"

Chen Jianping looked at the masked old man suspiciously, took two steps forward, put the sword into the sheath, bowed slightly, and said: "Master, why don't you show your true face, so that the juniors can ask for advice!"

Chen Jianping said politely, but this old monk's cultivation has really reached a terrifying situation, Chen Jianping is not tolerated by the world at the moment, and he is naturally vigilant in his heart.

At the moment, his left hand was in his sleeve, ready to go, he knew that the poison of the snake in his left hand should be killed, such a domineering poison, he would definitely not use it lightly, but this old monk's cultivation is so high, if it is not good for himself, he can't say it, so he has to attack him with his left hand with poison.

The masked old monk slowly walked up to Chen Jianping and said, "Chen Shaoxia, don't be suspicious, the old man has no malicious intent!"

Chen Jianping's face was slightly red, he arched his hand, signaled that he was no longer on guard, and said: "The kid is rude, I hope the master will bear with me!"

The masked old monk smiled slightly and said, "Young man doesn't have to care about Lao Gao's true identity, Lao Gao is abrupt today, in order to stop Shao Xia so as not to produce unnecessary killing!"

When Chen Jianping heard this, he understood a little in his heart, probably this hermit master misunderstood that he was avenging his master, and he had killed a lot of people in the past few days, so he came to persuade himself, thinking of this, Chen Jianping smiled bitterly in his heart, but he also reduced a lot of hostility towards this old monk.

I saw the masked old monk shake his head, sighed and said: "What is the joy of life, what is the pain of death, all things are fate, the reincarnation of cause and effect is determined early, why should Chen Shaoxia be persistent?

As he spoke, the old monk took a step forward and sighed: "The old man is here, and when he sees the undercurrent surging in the Wangshan Mountain, he is afraid that the rivers and lakes will rise again, and the monks will be merciful, although they have escaped into the empty door, they also want to take care of this worldly matter!

Chen Jianping was grateful in his heart, seeing that this old monk was compassionate and took the world as his own responsibility, he was really a respectable and admirable person, and he immediately told this old monk what he had experienced day after day.

When the masked old monk heard this, he also took out an identical strip of white cloth from his arms, and said, "Old man originally didn't believe that Ziyun Palace would go down the mountain to seek revenge, so it seems that there is indeed a secret in this. ”

Chen Jianping nodded and said: "Master Mingjian, now it doesn't matter whether my Purple Cloud Palace has ever gone down the mountain to seek revenge, all sects and factions have bad intentions and intentions, and they must make a big fuss about this matter and profit from it, as the saying goes, 'people don't hurt the tiger's will, and the tiger harms people's hearts', I'm afraid I can't avoid it!"

The masked old monk shook his head and said helplessly: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be another murder?"

Chen Jianping secretly laughed at the pedantic nature of this master, and turned his head sideways to the masked old monk and said: "Master, listen, at this moment, all sects and factions are in a mess, and there is nothing to be afraid of the rabble and a plate of loose sand, please ask the master to go and report to the Purple Cloud Palace, so that the Purple Cloud Palace can be on guard in advance." ”

The masked old monk nodded and said, "If you can think of a way for the two families to fight, it would be the best!"

Chen Jianping said with a smile: "The master will go to the Ziyun Palace to report the news first, Uncle Bixia Feng and Uncle Liang will not stand idly by, the master might as well make an appointment with Uncle Bixia Feng and Uncle Liang to the Purple Cloud Palace, and then the door will be closed, the mountain of Ziyun Palace is steep, the wall is high, the door is thick, and there are two factions of Bixia and Seven Stars to help, this rabble will scold in front of the door at most, what else." ”

The masked old monk sighed and said, "Shaoxia's thinking is too simple, these many sects have been allocated and used by others, and so many disciples in the sect have been killed, how can they be willing to give up? The heroic spirit of the three factions of Ziyun, Bixia, and Seven Stars is willing to close the door and avoid danger? This matter is extremely difficult after all!"

Chen Jianping looked at the firelight at the foot of Beiwang Mountain and said: "After all factions make such a fuss tonight, eighty percent of them can't form an alliance, even if they reluctantly form an alliance, they look like they are separated, this group of people will meet at the mouth of Beiwang Mountain Valley three days later, and at that time, they will go to Beiwang Valley Pass in person to explain the reason for this with a big faction, so that seventy percent of each faction hopes that they will not go to Ziyun Mountain to find trouble with Ziyun Palace!"

The masked old monk was shocked when he heard this, waved his hand and said: "Young heroes can't be, young heroes killed and injured a lot of decent people back then, fortunately, Lu Shizhu countered with death, in exchange for the factions not looking for revenge on you, but even so, all factions must hate you to the bone, you go to the valley in person, don't say persuade them to stop, I'm afraid that if you come up, you will be divided by a knife, and there is no place to bury you! No, this move must not be! Turning forward to deal with the Fulongling incident, the northern factions have almost eliminated their prejudices against the young heroes, but these southern factions in the lower reaches of the Lingjiang River may still hate you to the bone!"

Chen Jianping smiled slightly and said: "Master doesn't need to persuade him anymore, for the sake of Ziyun Palace Jianping, he is willing to break his bones, why is he afraid of death?

The masked old monk was speechless for a long time, and looked at Chen Jianping in a daze, I really don't know if the young man in front of him is joking or really has this intention, for a long time, the masked old monk said: "Since this is the case, I will ask Chen Shaoxia to go to Ziyun Palace to report the news, and the old man will go to persuade the various factions, the old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, showing his identity, and the various sects and factions have bought me face." ”

Chen Jianping was quite grateful to this old monk, thinking that if he really persuaded the various factions at the mouth of the Beiwang Valley, most of them would be fierce and unlucky, although this old monk didn't know who it was, but if he was in the Purple Cloud Palace, he would be a big reinforcement, and the various sects might not dare to be too arrogant.

Thinking of this, he hugged his fists and said: "The master's kindness, the younger generation has a heart, although the younger generation has been expelled from the division, but the desire in his heart is the Ziyun Palace, today I don't even know the master's name, my Ziyun Palace's matter, I will bother you to pass the message, it is already a big disrespect, how can you let the master be trapped, the master for the sake of chivalry in the rivers and lakes, all hopes will be fulfilled." ”

The masked old monk nodded and said: "There is a certain number of fate in the world, and the heavens are entrusted to the people, and they must first suffer their minds, Chen Shaoxia has many adventures and profound blessings, and you must not forget what you said at the beginning!"

When Chen Jianping heard this, his heart was like a basin of cold water was broken, and he instantly had a sense of awakening.

In an instant, scenes of the past came to my heart, fighting Sword Mountain Villa Liu Qingquan, drinking blood and drinking revenge, Shizun Lu Zhengshan, and Qi Ruoxue in the back cliff of Ziyun Palace, if there were no people, how could I have today's self, what kind of shame do I have to hurt myself, when I think of this, I sweat profusely, and I am ashamed!

At that moment, he stood up and tidied up his clothes, knelt down respectfully, and gave a big gift to the masked old monk, and the masked old monk accepted it calmly.

The old monk laughed, got up and said: "Good Lu Zhengshan, the old man worships clothes, and only you can teach such an apprentice! The old monk is in charge of this idle matter to the end" After speaking, he turned around, fluttered his big sleeves, and walked in the direction of Ziyun Mountain.

Chen Jianping put the bell sword in his waist, and when he saw that the fight between the various factions under the hill seemed to be calming down, he thought: "Such a trouble, although it has greatly reduced the opponent's spirit, it is not a way after all!"

Thinking of this, he turned his heart sideways and thought: "Share the worries of the teacher, even if you are broken, you are willing!" He always warned himself that his master has a spirit in the sky, and his every word and deed is in his eyes.

At this moment, deep in my heart, I was looking forward to being able to sacrifice my life for the master, so as to atone for my sins, looking at the chaotic camp at the bottom of the mountain, he sneered, and said to himself: "Let's see what happens in three days, then it will be the Longtan Tiger's Den, and I, Chen Jianping, will also break into him!"