It didn't take much effort, and the few people in the fog also showed their true faces, but they were also familiar, and naturally they were not the unknown martial artists of the rivers and lakes before. Speaking of these people, these people are not others, the two leaders walked in front, one is dressed as a Confucian student, and the other is dressed as a Confucian scholar, although the other has never been shaved, but he is wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, it is Jiang Zhongda and Jiang Shuyao. Behind these two people, there were a few scholars and a few bareheaded monks, who were also students of the Yuelu Academy and disciples of the Jingguo Temple in Shangjing.

Seeing that it was not a martial artist, these famous seniors were also a little disappointed. Those few people came out of the ban, each used a spell, and left the Kunlun Mountain, and came to these famous predecessors. That Jiang Shuyao naturally led the disciples of Jingguo Temple behind him to find the place where their elders were. According to the status of this Jingguo Temple in the mundane, it is naturally at the forefront, quite conspicuous, and there is no need to deliberately search, and there is no need to take a few steps.

This time Kunlun opened the mountain, said that the abbot of the Jingguo Temple, Master Yuanming, did not want to mix, after all, he was outside the square, if he was dedicated to the Buddha, why should he remember those immortal opportunities. But in this Buddhist family, it is not a word, and nothing can be said by the abbot alone, perhaps the cultivation of these elders in the temple is not at home, and they can't do it to the point of not being stained by ordinary dust, so naturally they also brought it up and sent some disciples to find this opportunity. Of course, it is naturally not enough to just send disciples, after all, the opportunity in this Kunlun Mountain is really eye-catching, if it is taken away by others, it is a few more causes and effects in vain. There were also a few elders who came in person, and the leader was Elder Yuanshen, who was from the same vein as the Yuanming abbot.

It stands to reason that when these disciples of his own came out of the sacred mountain, this Yuanshen's heart should also be happy, but this time Yuanshen's face did not see a trace of joy, and the eyebrows wrinkled tightly, not because of anything else, but it was not just this little person when he came! But seeing this Yuanshen speak, he asked Jiang Shuyao: "Why are you just a few people coming out, what about the others?"

When Uncle Jiang heard this, his face suddenly tightened, he made the tiger's eyes with tears, folded his hands in front of him, and bowed to Na Yuanshen, first sang a Buddha horn, and then said: "It's the disciple who is incompetent, and he hasn't brought those senior brothers out, even the wise senior brother is also folded inside." ”

Hearing this, that Yuanshen seemed to have expected it, and there was no surprise, but also stood on his chest with one hand, facing the direction of Kunlun Mountain, his eyes were slightly closed, his mouth was chanting, and a string of Buddha beads in his right hand twisted, which was like this, after a while, Yuanshen's eyes opened, and a Buddha horn was sung, and then he turned his eyes to look at Jiang Shuyao, and asked: "That wisdom is folded in the hand of a martial artist?" The wisdom in the mouths of these two people was not someone else, it was really the disciple of Jingguo Temple who had returned to the realm of the void who had been beheaded by Chen Mo in the Heavenly Emperor Divine Palace before.

When Uncle Jiang heard this, he glanced at the side of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in a blink of an eye, and he also knew in his heart, thinking that this Jiang Boyu had already told all the things in the Heavenly Emperor's Divine Palace, so he couldn't hide it, and said to Na Yuanshen: "Exactly, that martial artist is killing in the Divine Palace, and Senior Brother can't look past it, but after a few words of advice, he beheaded him." It's hateful!"

"Amitabha, it's just that, it's also a wise destiny to be like this, and I can't complain about others. Na Yuanshen clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "It's just that the martial artist has created such a killing, it is really intolerable, my Buddha is merciful, and this time I will invite him to the temple, let me wait for him to chant every day, wash away all the sins on his body, and return the world to purity!"

Na Yuanshen said, only to hear the Buddhist monks and those Buddhist disciples behind him all folded their hands and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

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This time Kunlun opened the mountain, and the Yuelu Academy did not participate, even Jiang Zhongda and a few people came, and these students made an appointment by themselves, and naturally there were no elders of the academy in front of the mountain, and Jiang Zhongda's identity as a prince was placed here, even if there was an opportunity, no one dared to stop him.

But seeing that the second prince of Great Qi had walked a few steps in front of the mountain, he turned to look at the Kunlun Divine Mountain, and said loudly: "Zhong Da is fortunate to have been able to enter this Kunlun Divine Mountain this time, and have seen this ancient immortal mansion, regardless of whether there is an opportunity for the time being, just this knowledge has been earned!" Before the words fell, he only heard a horse roar from behind the crowd, this Jiang Zhongda looked up, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, Zhong Da has nothing to do if he stays here, so he will leave first!" Then, Jiang Zhongda made a gesture to the people in front of the mountain, and between the elegance, it was really a picture like a jade gentleman. After a salute, Jiang Zhongda crossed the crowd and got into the carriage, a little dust and sand were raised behind the car, and after a while, there was no shadow.

One after another, there was a lot of movement in the thick fog, and one by one the monks of the two clans walked out of the thick fog, thinking about the opportunity for their parents to show off their respective gains, maybe it was a talisman, or a few pills, and some also got some immortal weapons or something, but in the eyes of these famous predecessors, those sharp weapons were sharper than those made by ordinary blacksmiths, and they really couldn't talk about any magic weapons.

Others, it didn't come out, that is, under the gaze of the people of the world, there was a noise in the forbidden, listening to the sound, thinking that there was also a fight, that is, when these individuals were curious about the things in the thick fog, a man suddenly rushed out of the thick fog, the clothes on his body were torn in several places, and there were several scars, bloodstains, and he was holding a long mixed iron stick in his hand, although it was also a little embarrassed, but his mouth was never soft, and he shouted scolding:" You bald donkeys of Yunyin Temple, bullying you Grandpa Xu is not alone, but you still talk about the Buddha and Bodhisattva all day long, but you act like this, you are shameless!"

"Amitabha, the donor's body is too angry, it is better to return to the temple even though the poor monk is reciting sutras every day, so as to cultivate one's self!" while shouting, more than a dozen people rushed out of the thick fog, each holding a long stick, wearing monk's clothes, headed by Xuan Shen, who was fighting with this Xu Kuo in the Taifeng Shrine that day, pointing at that Xu Kuo and shouting, but his hands were not idle, waving a long stick, and slashed towards that Xu Kuo.

"Don't you just want this mixed iron long stick in your grandfather's hand, to put it bluntly, if anyone calls me grandpa, I can't say that grandpa is happy, so I will give him this mixed iron long stick, haha! Your grandfather Xu hasn't been to your Yunyin Temple, where have you recited any scriptures, and those voices are not much worse than those ordinary kilns!"

He also waved this long stick in his hand, wrapped in wind and thunder, and the stick flower danced like a fan, facing the dozen or so disciples of Yunyin Temple, without the slightest fear. The "sonorous" sound sounded a series of times, and after the sound of gold and stone, I looked at the long sticks in the hands of those disciples of Yunyin Temple, all of them turned into scrap iron, and they didn't look like they were bent, only that Xuanshen, relying on his own cultivation to be more advanced, and his true qi was blessed on the long stick in his hand, but he never fell behind.

"The long stick in the hand of the martial man is really interesting. ”

"Yes, this skill is also extraordinary, but I don't know if he is the one with the book of heaven. ”

"It shouldn't be, the martial artist in the mouth of the two princes can easily cut off the monk who has returned to the virtual realm, this time the monk is just out of the rebirth realm, or the elders pulled it up, this martial artist can't clean it up, it's definitely not." ”

"Hey, I didn't think about it. It's just that I haven't paid attention to that piece of rivers and lakes all these years, and three or two big fish and shrimp have really popped up, which is also very surprising!"

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Down-and-out rivers and lakes, three or two fish and shrimp set off white waves!