Mo Dao followed Yuan Hui to the guest room of Famen Temple, and Yuan Hui said to Mo Dao: "Donor, please rest here, if there is anything to call Yuan Hui." "Thank you, Master Yuanhui!" Mo Dao hurriedly thanked Yuanhui.

Although Mo Dao's wound recovered quickly, he still didn't dare to lie flat on the bed, so he could only sit on the bed and continue to use aura to promote wound healing, which was strange to say, and he didn't know if it was because he had been using aura all the way to escape, he felt that there seemed to be something changed in the Yuan Spirit.

If the original Yuan Ling was a well, then the current Yuan Ling is like a stream, and the Yuan Ling produces aura much faster than before, and the benefits of the Yuan Ling change are far more than these.

Mo Dao felt that his eyes seemed to be brighter than before, and he could see things very clearly, even the small patterns on the door could now be seen clearly, which made him a little surprised.

And Mo Dao felt that there seemed to be some changes in his body, such as the muscles seemed to be a little bulging than before, although it was not obvious to see, but the increase in the sense of strength, Mo Dao could feel it.

Mo Dao tried to punch in the air, it seemed that the speed was much faster than before, he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, if he could attach aura to his fist, then would he be able to be like those fist cultivators?

The so-called fist cultivation is also a kind of cultivator, but unlike sword cultivation, their true qi is used on the fist, and because of the different attributes of true qi, they can't resist the sword like sword cultivation.

Thinking of this, Mo Dao attached some aura to his fist, but he didn't dare to add too much, he was afraid that if the power was too great, it would destroy this guest room, and when the time came, people would save themselves, and it would be unreasonable to demolish other people's houses by themselves.

Another punch was thrown, and the fist wind roared out with aura, and with a bang, a big pit was smashed out of the ground, and suddenly the gravel flew sideways, and the dust was scattered, Mo Dao didn't expect that the effect of this aura would be so good, and a punch in the air could have this effect.

Now the question comes, how should I explain it when those monks come over in a while? Mo Dao had a headache when he thought of this, and sure enough, it didn't take long for the little monk named Yuan Hui to walk in.

As soon as Yuan Hui pushed the door open, he screamed in surprise, and then asked Mo Dao: "Donor, what's going on, could it be that those people who are chasing and killing you are here again?"

"Master Yuanhui, wait a minute, don't panic first, this is a misunderstanding, come and I'll explain it to you. Mo Dao beckoned to Yuan Hui, and Yuan Hui walked over: "Donor, please speak." ”

"I just made a breakthrough, and then accidentally made the ground like this, I'm really embarrassed, so let's see how much money is needed, and I'll pay you. Mo Dao said with a red face, after all, this matter was wrong for him.

Yuan Hui smiled slightly: "The donor doesn't have to take it to heart, if you don't do it unintentionally, presumably the Buddha won't blame, I'll take the donor to change rooms." Mo Dao listened to Yuan Hui's words, and he was even more embarrassed.

"No need, this room is very good, since I damaged this land, then naturally I should compensate for it. Mo Dao said and took out some money from his body and handed it to Monk Yuan Hui, who hurriedly excused himself.

"Master Yuanhui will accept it, if it doesn't work, just use the incense money I gave." Mo Dao said to Yuan Hui, "Then since it is the incense money given by the donor, I will accept it on behalf of Famen Temple." Yuan Hui said with his hands together.

Mo Dao hurriedly returned the salute, Yuan Hui called someone to come over and sweep the broken bricks on the ground, and told Mo Dao to rest well, and then turned around and left, Mo Dao sighed, lay down sideways and prepared to sleep for a while.

At the gate of Famen Temple, a man in black glanced at the little monk at the door, revealing a cold smile, his face was covered with a black cloth, only a pair of black and white eyes were exposed, and small white teeth, he was still wearing gloves on his hands, and he couldn't see a little skin color.

The man in black held a strange pen with a length of one foot five or six inches in his right hand, the pen barrel was the thickness of a small wine glass, the pen was about two inches long, the pen rod was like copper but not copper, like gold and not gold, and the yellow light was shining and dazzling.

In his left hand, he held a jade paddle as white as snow, more than an inch thick, with a hole like a beehive outward, the handle of the paddle was five or six inches long, and the body was a foot wide.

The two little monks saw that the comer was not good, and hurriedly asked, "Why did Your Excellency come to my Famen Temple?" The man in black did not answer, and slapped the jade in his hand, which was extremely powerful, and the two little monks were swept away directly by this beat.

The man in black didn't care about the life or death of these two little monks, but directly pushed open the gate of Famen Temple, and walked inside.

Soon, a monk told Abbot Tianhong, who had recovered his strength in the meditation room, about the black-clothed man breaking into the temple, "Go find Uncle Tianxin, I almost ran out of true qi just now, and I won't be able to recover for a while." Abbot Tianhong said with his eyes closed.

The little monk received the order and went to find the old monk Tianxin, and when the master Tianxin heard about the man in black, he hurriedly ran towards the gate of the temple with the rest of the old monks of the Tianzi generation.

When Master Tianxin came to the courtyard, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, the disciples of the Wuzi generation in this temple were all knocked to the ground by the black-clothed man, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and some disciples of the Yuanzi generation were still fighting with the black-clothed man.

Master Tianxin reprimanded the man in black loudly: "Why do you have any grievances with the benefactor of this temple, as for the disciples of this temple?" The man in black heard but did not answer, and after forcing back a few little monks, he rushed towards Master Tianxin.

The man in black patted the jade in his left hand and slapped it towards Master Tianxin's face, the strength was so great that Master Tianxin had to be amazed, but Master Tianxin had already been on guard, and when he saw the strong wind coming, he pushed the man in black with both palms.

Master Tianxin's palm used fifty percent of the internal force, and the two forces faced each other in the air, making a bang, and the dust on the ground was shaken up by the blow of the two.

The master duel was just an instant, and Master Tianxin was blocked back by the palm force, Zhen's arms were numb, and his body couldn't help but sway twice, but seeing that the man in black did not move at all, he was not shaken by Master Tianxin's palm power at all.

Master Tianxin couldn't help but be shocked, and said secretly: What a powerful palm! He was slightly stunned, and then raised his right hand, wanting to give the man in black a full blow, but Master Tiantai on the side rushed out.

Master Tiantai is the junior disciple of Master Tianxin, but his martial arts attainments are not inferior to Master Tianxin, "Senior brother, please stand back, and wait for me to fight this thief for a few moves!"

"Senior brother, don't underestimate the enemy, be careful!" Master Tianxin instructed, and then jumped out of the battle circle, although he suspected that the man in black was in the same group as the one who was chasing and killing Mo Dao just now, but he didn't feel right.

If this man in black came for Mo Dao, why didn't he say a word and slaughtered all the disciples of his Famen Temple, although Famen Temple did not make the Yuxu Palace powerful, but it was able to become famous among the eight major factions in Xinjing, and naturally it was not a soft persimmon.

Even if the Heavenly Sword Pavilion wants to move his Famen Temple, he will not only send one person over, this Famen Temple has a monk who hides the void as a backing, and the strength of the void is said to have already reached the Jindan Great Perfection.

The empty is hundreds of years, the first outstanding talent of the Famen Temple, the temple seventy-two kinds of martial arts, not only fully understood, but also practiced to a considerable degree, he likes to travel all his life, but refused to take over the two generations of the head.

Although he is a disciple of Buddhism, but he refuses to accept the offering of Famen Temple, living in seclusion alone, when he walked the rivers and lakes, he once met seven like-minded and like-minded martial arts masters, and became a friend of life and death.

The seven martial arts predecessors are said to have peerless martial arts, but they live in seclusion and rarely ask about the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, so they are respectfully called eight hidden by the people in the martial arts, and the eight hidden soldiers, farmers, industrialists, merchants, fishermen, woodcutters, monks, and Taoists are named after their past origins and attire.

Likong generally doesn't care about worldly things, but if Famen Temple is destroyed, then he naturally won't sit idly by, so even Yuxu Palace doesn't dare to easily find trouble with Famen Temple.

Just as Master Tianxin was thinking, Master Tai had already slapped two palms at the man in black in a row, and the palm wind leaned out towards the man in black with two powerful powers, as if he wanted to defeat the enemy with one blow.

The man in black didn't care about Master Tiantai's attack, he shook the jade in his left hand, and the jade slapped a beautiful arc of white light in the air, and used the technique of four or two thousand catties to knock out the two fierce palm winds of Master Tiantai, leading away to both sides.

Although the two palm winds were extremely violent, but after being led away by the man in black, they dispersed to both sides and gradually disappeared into the air.

Master Tiantai didn't know what kind of strange trick the man in black had just used, but he didn't have any effort, and he couldn't help but be shocked, but he had a plan in his heart.

Next, Master Tiantai was a little stunned, and shouted at the man in black: "Evil thief, try Lao Qu's trick again!"

This move "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Sect" palm technique is a strange technique that specializes in dealing with four or two thousand catties, and Master Tiantai's palm power keeps hitting out like a sharp arrow, shooting at the man in black again and again.

It turned out that he had already guessed what the strange trick of the man in black was in this short period of time, and when the man in black heard the palm power of "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Sect", he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and suddenly took a few steps back.

Master Tiantai saw that the man in black was forced to retreat a few steps, and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the man in black actually knew that this palm technique was powerful, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he shook his body lightly and jumped out of the range of the palm wind.

Then the man in black waved the strange pen with a movement of his right hand, and the blood-colored venom suddenly sprayed out from the barrel of the pen, like a flying rain, and sprinkled it on the bald heads of the monks standing on the right.

These monks watched the two fight intently, but they didn't expect that the man in black would suddenly shift his target and attack these bystanders, and some of them didn't react, and they were sprinkled with the venom, and a scream sounded in an instant.

Master Tianxin looked at it in a blink of an eye, his face was pale with anger, the disciple standing on the right, there were already more than twenty people who were splashed by the blood-colored poisonous water, and he fell to the ground and shouted, he secretly recited a Buddha name, and hurriedly passed down the Dharma oracle: "All disciples quickly retreat around, don't be injured by the enemy's venom." ”