"It was the fault of my unscrupulous apprentice there, and it was the teacher's lax discipline that almost caused a monstrous disaster. ”

"The old man has punished that criminal for two years of confinement, and he also asks the head of the real person to calm his anger quickly and not hurt his liver. ”

The mayfly, which had been sinking like water, was finally forced to answer the questions of the real person in charge alone under the oppression of the long dead silence.

I couldn't help but laugh suddenly, and then Tianyi Zhenren, who was sitting on the chair, also laughed, only Chenxizi, who was standing next to the mayfly, still maintained a serious and serious face.

Tianyi Zhenren didn't reply, he seemed to inadvertently stroke the long cuffs, and three bony beads suddenly fell out of the cuffs.

Three Forbidden Breaking Beads!

Mayfly's eyes widened for a while, and what he wanted to say was choked in his throat.

"Do you know that?" Tianyi Zhenren's back suddenly straightened as he lay lazily on the chair, and then he continued to ask Mayfly with a mocking smile.

Every sentence of Tianyi Zhenren is like asking a question, but the meaning of each sentence is extraordinarily clear.

The hall fell into a deathly silence again.

"These three forbidden beads were also stolen by the old man's criminals when I was wandering in the Chenhai Sea, and they were definitely not given by the old man himself!"

The mayfly suddenly knelt on the ground, and half of its body crawled on the ground made of jade, very embarrassed.

The mockery at the corner of Tianyi Zhenren's mouth was still undiminished, and he still didn't have the slightest intention of punishing the mayfly, he paused for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, then that big disciple of yours, Yun Liangji, will take over all the punishments." ”

After speaking, he gently tore off a long hair on his forehead and flicked it slightly with his fingers.

The hair floated lightly out of the Purple Pole Hall, shining in the bright sunlight.

The hair seemed to be conscious, shuttling in the breeze, looking left and right, as if looking for a friend.

In less than half a pillar of incense, the hair found the person it was looking for - Yun Liangji.

At this time, Yun Liangji was sitting on the stone table under the sun, slowly drinking tea alone, wanting to sweep away the haze of last night.

This hair met Yun Liangji, who was drinking tea, and did not rush out, and first knocked over the teacup he was holding, and then scratched his cheek provocatively, which made Yun Liangji, who was originally full of leisure, suddenly irritable.

"That dog thing that doesn't have long eyes teases Ben Gongzi for no reason?"

The angry Yun Liangji didn't take any precautions and put his hand on the long hair.

With this grasp, he grabbed his four fingers directly, and the four fingers fell on the stone table in unison, and rolled bonefully for a distance before gradually stopping.

The hair seemed to become unusually excited when it came into contact with the blood, and suddenly doubled in length, and it struck Yun Liangji's arm again.

In the next moment, Yun Liangji exclaimed

"Ahh

The pain of broken meridians suddenly hit Yun Liangji's whole body.

When the hair struck again, it severed his right arm.

A fountain of blood poured out of his right arm, and soon it splattered all over the stone table.

The blood-stained hair even uttered two sentences.

It said: "Criminal, this time I will cut off one of your arms, and next time the group will also commit crimes, Hugh blames the teacher for not remembering the old relationship between master and apprentice, and directly cut off your dog's head." ”

Inside the Purple Pole Palace.

The mayfly can't kneel.

The transmission just now came from his mouth, and in order to save the lives of their master and apprentice, he had to follow the idea of the real person in charge.

Even cutting off Yun Liangji's arm was from his hand.

Tianyi Zhenren, who had been smiling lightly at the corners of his mouth, had a smile on his face even more, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "A good fratricidal, a good master and apprentice kill each other, kill well." ”

Tianyi Zhenren, who was dressed in a pitch-black robe, suddenly laughed fiercely, which really made people feel very weird.

Even the village wild man who couldn't help but laugh when he saw the gaffe and laughed, Tianyi Zhenren unconsciously erected his hairs and tightened his muscles.

"Do you know why Ben Dao is wearing a black dress today?" Tianyi Zhenren smiled and suddenly threw out a strange question.

The three people in the seat shook their heads, not daring to make a sound.

"Don't be nervous, this Dao Tianyi is in a good mood today, and he won't punish people for no reason. In addition to Su Wu's matter, this Tao has other things to explain to you today. ”

"I've been sitting on the chair for a hundred years, and I'm really tired of it, so I want to go to the world and have fun. ”

"In the future, this Dao chair will be replaced by no one to sit on, his realm is the highest among you, and this Dao is also the most trustworthy. ”

"That's it, I'm leaving. ”

......

The young Taoist seemed to have finished saying what he hadn't said in the previous hundred years in less than a stick of incense.

Every word he said was very clearly transmitted into the ears of every Ziwei Sect disciple, making every Ziwei disciple's heart feel awe-inspiring.

This Ziwei Sect's biggest backer, without any psychological precautions from all the disciples, suddenly decided that he wanted to travel to the mortal world.

This news soon caused a huge sensation, and the entire Ziwei Sect, whether it was a retreat cultivator or a disciple who was doing trivial things, stopped everything they were doing at the first time.

Their eyes all fell on the jade steps cast by the bluestone in front of the Purple Pole Sect.

All the disciples were waiting for the young Taoist to come out.

You must know that most of the disciples in the entire Ziwei Sect have never seen the true face of the mysterious sect master.

This real person who has guarded the Ziwei Sect for more than a hundred years, and the realm is unknown, has always been a divine dragon, and he has lived in the Ziji Hall all the year round, like a living Buddha.

Now that this Living Buddha is leaving, all the disciples of the Ziwei Sect feel inexplicably as if they have lost something important in their hearts.

Dressed in a black robe, Tianyi Zhenren finally slowly stepped out of the jade steps, his black hair as long as a waterfall dragged long on the ground, dozens of zhang long, and the charming Danfeng eyes on his handsome and delicate face were only slightly opened, but they were exuding infinite light all the time.

"Waiting for the immortals to stay!"

"Waiting for the immortals to stay!"

"Waiting for the immortals to stay!"

......

The entire Ziwei Sect boiled like a pot of boiling water in an instant, and everyone was chanting the same words.

At this moment, the entire Ziwei Sect can be called united.

Every step the young Taoist took, a white cloud would appear under his feet. By the time he stepped ten steps away, the Daoist was already standing above the clouds.

Everything in the Ziwei Sect was constantly moving away from him, he went to the clouds, and fell from the clouds.

Since then, there has been one less young head in the Ziwei Sect who sits in the Taoist hall and takes a nap all day long, and there is an extra white-haired and 3,000 sweeping old monk in the world.

Everywhere there were fallen leaves, you could see this old man with white hair longer than a wicker, and the old man always held the broom in his hand that never seemed to be broken.

As long as the old man walks through, there will be no more fallen leaves or dust left on the ground.

The old man seemed to want to sweep away all the dust in the world, and return the world to a real Haiyan River.

The old man not only sweeps the floor, but also makes some strange and extraordinarily delicate small objects.

Every time the old man swept the floor and couldn't straighten his waist, he would take out his carving knife to tinker with his beloved small objects.

The old man carved all the little animals into woodcuts, and finally gave them all to the crying children, making them happy when they were unhappy.

The old man often borrowed from other people, and all the families welcomed him and took his boarding as an auspicious thing.

The old man often told people the story of how he once sat alone in the temple and meditated, and said that that life was too boring, and that he would only be a little happier when he saw children and adults laughing.

Later, there were many legends about the gray-haired old man.

The world calls the old man who is constantly sweeping the fallen leaves every day and bringing infinite laughter and happiness to people as the dust sweeper.

Sweep away all the smoke and dust in the world.