"Yes, Elder Yan!" several people nodded yes and walked towards the main hall in turn.

The master of the main hall, Zun Jian Fusheng, was talking and laughing with a strange person, this person was gray-headed, shabby, and his whole body was dark and full of vicissitudes, and it seemed that he had walked a long way, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a dusty servant.

Just looked at it carefully, but it made Long Fengxuan's teeth crack, but the dress of this figure was the dress of a monk, just like the dress of a tree, and at the moment Long Fengxuan's killing intent could no longer be restrained, and it attacked directly.

Jian Fusheng smiled, as if he had expected to move, let Long Fengxuan's sword qi attack, the figure dressed by the monk next to him suddenly turned his head to look at Long Fengxuan, and with a simple glance, Long Fengxuan fell into an ice cave, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"Hmph!" Long Fengxuan snorted coldly, the sword path Yuan Dan Cui moved, the fierce sword qi Zhenyuan was running wildly, and in an instant, countless sword qi condensed in the hall, Long Fengxuan's eyes looked at him coldly, and the sharp sword qi would attack as long as Long Fengxuan's consciousness moved.

"Zhen Yiyi!" The figure dressed by the monk glanced at Long Fengxuan lightly, and slowly spit out a town word in his mouth, and then his hands were covered with golden Buddha light, and his palms stood up and down in front of his chest, and his palms were opposite, and a golden ripple visible to the naked eye dispersed towards the void, and the sword qi condensed by Long Fengxuan was dispersed one after another.

Then the fingers of his right hand turned into sword fingers, and he faintly pointed towards Long Fengxuan, and a golden light immediately went towards Long Fengxuan.

Long Fengxuan did not have the slightest panic, and at the moment when the sword qi was suppressed, the pre-sale sword finger instinctively condensed, and the azure true yuan was condensed at the tip of the sword finger, and at the moment when the golden light hit, he scattered the golden light with a random wave, and looked at the monk with an expressionless face.

"Oh?" the man dressed as a monk was slightly surprised.

"Okay, Feng Xuan stop for the time being!" Jian Fusheng waved his hand at Long Feng Xuan.

"Hmm!" Long Fengxuan lowered his head and said yes, retreated, and felt it when he fought with this person, this person was not ordinary.

"Senior brother, how about my disciple?" Jian Fusheng said in an astonishing voice, Long Fengxuan frowned after listening to Jian Fusheng's words, and his doubts deepened.

"Amitayus Buddha, I said before that your disciple is a bit unusual, I didn't expect to have such a deep prejudice against the old monk, the kendo practice is really good, congratulations to the senior brother for finding the heir to the mantle!" said the monk who claimed to be the junior brother of Jian Fusheng.

"Hahaha, in that case, I have a reluctant request, and I also ask the junior brother to guide these four unsuccessful disciples!"

"Wait until the old monk tries it first!" the monk nodded.

"Senior brother, please one by one!" Jian Fusheng waved his hand.

"Hmm!" The monk nodded, stood up and looked at Long Fengxuan: "You have a grudge against me?"

"No!" replied Long Fengxuan.

"Then it was obviously a hateful shot just now.," the monk said.

"I have an enmity with the bald donkey of the Pure Land Sect!" Long Fengxuan said without any estimate.

"Ahem....." Jian Fusheng was about to pick up the teacup to speak, when he heard the word Long Feng Xuan Lao Bald Donkey, he immediately choked, and coughed up immediately to hide his gaffe.

The person dressed as a monk didn't pay attention to the movement of Jian Fusheng, but just frowned and looked at him deeply, Long Fengxuan did not show weakness, and the two looked at each other like this.

"Although the Pure Land Sect is a sect in the extreme west, the old monk is not a member of the Pure Land Sect, and the old monk is a member of the Pure Land Sect!" said the monk Liangjiu slowly.

"It makes no difference to me, sooner or later you will be wiped out of the land of Kyushu!" Long Fengxuan said lightly.

The figure dressed by the monk was silent, I don't know if he had nothing to say or was thinking about what to say, Long Fengxuan also kept silent, the atmosphere was a little depressed for a while, and the monk looked at Jian Fusheng. 652 Literature Network

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything, the old bald donkeys of the Pure Land Sect provoked him, and he won't necessarily listen to what I say when this kid grows up in the future!" Jian Fusheng said with his hands spread out.

"The people of the extreme west are kind, believe in the Buddha, and the Pure Land Sect is different, the prevalent Bhasa Sect is another faith, the concept is not in line with the Pure Land Sect, what you are looking for is the Pure Land Sect, please let go of the Bhasa Sect, and kill less!" The monk folded his hands and said calmly.

"In my opinion, there is no difference!" Long Fengxuan said in an indifferent tone.

"The old monk will change your opinion!" the monk still said calmly, and then turned his body to face the sword, "The old monk agrees to instruct them, but you can't ask about the things in the meantime!"

"No problem, I don't have to ask at all!" Jian Fusheng said quickly.

"Okay, return your disciples in a year!" the monk said calmly.

"Master?" Long was in a hurry, this monk didn't look like a master.

"Okay, all his arrangements, respect him, he is really my junior brother, you all have to call Uncle Shi!"

"Well, let me explain first, your master has agreed, everything you will listen to the old monk in the future, the old monk's real name has long been forgotten, the road name is withered leaves, the cultivation world can afford to call the old monk a withered venerable, you can call me uncle!"

Long Fengxuan and the others looked at each other and nodded yes.

"Okay, the four of you can practice with the old monk for the time being!" "The dead leaf said, and then looked at the sword floating sheng, "The old monk doesn't dare to guarantee the length of the cultivation time, if they have understanding, it will be half a year or a year, if there is no understanding, I'm afraid the old monk will make your disciples backfire, you have to think about it!"

"It doesn't matter, if you don't even have this bit of understanding, these disciples are not worth my sword floating sheng spending so much effort to cultivate!"

"Okay, the old monk will wait and see!" The withered leaves straightened their rickety bodies, and the relationship between the withered leaves and the sword was originally a senior brother, but the withered leaves looked like they were facing the old man, nearly sixty years old, and his back was no longer upright.

"Well, I won't ask any questions during this period, let you teach!" Jian Fusheng said in a resolute tone again.

"Then a few of you will follow the old monk, first of all, the first precept to follow the old man is to prohibit the use of true yuan, in order to put an end to the subconscious subjective intention, the old monk needs to seal your true element!"

"This ....." Long Fengxue's brows furrowed, and the faces of the other people were not there, the cultivation realm was extremely dangerous, and the holy land was relatively stable, and with the disappearance of the Dao Ancestor in the outside world, the ghosts, ghosts, snakes, and gods of the ghosts and ghosts appeared from time to time, and the monks without the true yuan were tantamount to unarmed mortals.

"Listen to Uncle Shi's words!" Jian Fusheng said lightly, his expression was unusually serious.

"Yes!" The four of them hurriedly bowed down and said yes, it was the first time for Long Fengxuan to see his master so serious, he had always been confident in his sword, and the last time he faced the second elder, he was also indifferent, but at this moment, he was extremely serious.

"Hmm!" The withered leaf nodded, his body fell down again, and he stretched out his thin sword fingers, and after a golden light, the terrifying Fa Decision True Yuan of Long Fengxuan and the four of them had been banned and could not operate, but it did not affect the condensation.

"It's so fast!" Long Fengyu narrowed his eyes, there were too many surprises for Long Fengxuan today, Long Fengyu often smiled and didn't have a serious look, he smiled badly all day long, this was the first time Long Fengyu showed such a look.

"Can't be cracked!" Long Fengxue also put away his smiling face, tried the prohibition of his body, and had no clue at all.

"I knew before that there were people outside the sky, but once again we were careless!" After a series of insights in the past few days, Long Fengyue no longer had the scene of his previous senior brother, and in the past few days when he met Long Fengxuan, he refreshed his cognition infinitely.

"It's the same as the sealing of the Zen seal, but it doesn't bless the mind!" Long Fengxuan felt a feeling of disgust, and his voice was a little cold.

"This is the first test given to you by the old monk, and when you have the ability to lift the ban, you will have completed this practice!"

"This prohibition of yours seems to me to be too simple, I have tried it in the vicious Zen Seal, this is nothing!" Long Fengxuan said lightly.