Fengzi raised his eyes when he heard the sound, but saw that the person who came was an old monk in a gray cloth robe, with many wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were clear. Behind him was a tall, thin man with a wooden face. The last one to come out was an old man dressed as a white-haired beggar, with his hands folded behind his back. When the man in the broom saw the three men come out, he stood by the roadside and bowed respectfully.

Duanmu Zheng smiled: "But it's not right." Pointing to the old monk, he said: "Master Fengtang, this one is the first Jisheng master of Songshan Shaolin Prajna Academy." Back then, I had a lot of connections with Mr. Yin Zaiye, so you should be closer. The wrinkles on the old monk Jisheng's face moved slightly, and when he looked at Fengzi for a while, he put his hands together and said: "All the laws are empty, and there is no phase in the everlasting realm." Fengtang's main demeanor, the old man finally saw it today. Luckily, fortunately. ”

Fengzi didn't know what Songshan Shaolin Praruo Yuan was in the Shaolin sect, but when he saw this old monk, he was solemn and respectful, and listened to the voice of the person who spoke before. I also heard that he has a very close relationship with Brother Yin, and this is one of the things that haunts him. Fengzi couldn't help but look at it twice, and said, "Boy Fengzidu, sit down with the beggars." Meet Master Jisheng. "Hurriedly come and hold hands to salute in return.

Jisheng bowed slightly, his body swayed slightly, and he avoided the side, so that he was not even able to return the salute by Fengzi. After a while, he shook his head and sighed: "Back then, Lao Qu came to Miaojiang and had a three-sided relationship with Lord Yin. Now when I see the master of Fengtang, I can't imagine that it has changed. Amitabha. Fengzi remembered what the old man Cangfa of the Wudang faction had said about Yin Zaiye stealing scriptures and avoiding Miaojiang to practice martial arts, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, and said: "It turns out that you and Brother Yin have only met three times in Miaojiang. Yes, at that time, Brother Yin's magic skills were not competitive, what is the relationship between the three sides?"

Duanmu next to him laughed and said: "It's okay to change things in transit, things are people, in short, the vicissitudes of life are it." "I was about to continue to introduce the remaining two. At this time, Qi Changfa stepped forward, held Feng Zidu's hand and said: "Brother Feng, the Taoist chief in front of you is a real person of the Wudang faction's true martial arts pavilion, and the honorific name is a 'arrogant' word, and the Qingxu Kung Fu is extremely cultivated, and there are few opponents in the world." If it weren't for the gang, it would be rare for a real person to appear in this Feiyun Peak Cuiwei Bamboo House. Haha, haha. ”

That Dao Chang Bu had slapped Qi Changfa, the master of the Beggar Gang Camellia Hall, knowing that this person's skills were really not under him, he snorted lightly when he saw this, and said lightly: "Qi Hall Master, when we have time, we will come to learn again, so that Poor Dao can really understand Your Excellency's high skills." Qi Chang opened Feng Zidu's hand, raised his head and replied proudly: "But there is a teaching, and I am waiting at any time." The non-arrogant man snorted slightly, looked at Feng Zi and asked, "Master Fengtang, the junior brother of the poor Dao does not worship what you have given, but only dies in vain." The reason for this is that the poor Dao still has to ask the master of Fengtang for a clear explanation. ”

Fengzi pondered: "It turns out that you are the senior brother of that evil Taoist, no wonder you are the same." "Thinking that he had been stuffed into a dung bucket and tossed around for two days and one night by unscrupulous people, and humiliated in every possible way, Wu Jue was indignant at this moment. If it weren't for the reason why the old man Cangfa of the Wudang faction washed his marrow and cut off his bones, he saw the unstoppable appearance of the untyrant now, and remembered Zhuge Wuhui's vicious methods to slaughter the disciples of Meihuatang, the so-called private anger and public vendetta, Fengzi was already angry early in the morning and was martyred on the spot.

was held tightly by Qi Changfa like that, and Fengzi felt that there was already another piece of paper in the palm of his hand. He understood that the current matter should be very urgent, so Qi Changfa had to act like this, and he was just strange in his heart, what was written on the two pieces of paper in the palm of his hand, so that Qi Changfa could not say it in public. Feng Zidu laughed loudly, met the sharp eyes of the non-arrogant and said: "There must be one to understand the explanation, but it depends on whether I am willing to say it." ”