Late at night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Thunder Temple, in the courtyard.

The ground was littered with broken bronze, broken confetti, broken wood carvings, ravines and charred earth, and the aftermath of the thunder that had not yet dissipated, as if filled with blazing and distorted air.

And Su Ting was standing there, turned around, looked at Qing Ping who was dying, tilted his head slightly, but did not have the slightest intention of stepping forward to help.

"You ......"

Qingping was already desperate, and felt that it was impossible to escape death this time, and he didn't think that the great bull Daoist who was famous in the Great Zhou Dynasty fell from the sky, and it was effortless, and it was convenient to turn into ashes.

Between life and death, he was overjoyed, but Qingping's heart was also up and down, and finally he let out a long breath, and his whole body was paralyzed.

Although he was seriously injured, he was inexplicably relieved, just gasped a little, then looked at Su Ting, and said weakly: "I am seriously injured, treat me first, and then I will talk to you about this matter in detail......"

Su Ting waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I don't care about this, you continue to lie down." ”

The blue plane froze for a moment, and said in a low voice: "If you don't save me, I really can't stand it." ”

Su Ting rolled his eyes and muttered, "It's dead." ”

He thought like this, and finally stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pressed, the mana worked, among the five elements, the vitality of the wood, and suddenly the mana turned into a steady stream of vitality and fell on Qingping.

Qingping only felt that his strength increased, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his blood flowed rapidly, and in an instant, he was sweating hotly.

Su Ting increased his vitality with one hand, and put the other hand on his chest, straightening his sternum and restoring the damage to his internal organs, while on the other side, vitality gradually spread to the injuries behind him.

"If it weren't for Su Shenjun coming, you would be really dead this time. ”

Su Ting said leisurely: "Fortunately, this Divine Monarch came back early, which is considered timely, if I stay outside for two more days, I can only collect your body in time, and at most I will avenge you." ”

Qingping smiled bitterly: "I'm out of the house, I just came back, can't you expect me to order something good?"

Su Ting remembered his previous title, and couldn't help laughing twice, tilting his head and asking: "Is it that since I won the leader of the capital grand event, the name of 'Da Niu Dao Ren' has spread, and you mentioned it to Song Lao I have never used the word Su Ting anymore, but I am used to replacing it with the four characters of Da Niu Dao Ren?"

"How do you know?"

Qingping was stunned for a moment, slightly stunned.

Su Ting sneered and said, "I have already seen the true colors of your master and apprentice, if you don't slander me behind your back, it would be strange." ”

Before the words fell, Qingping suddenly let out a miserable scream, which was very desolate.

Su Ting's expression was as usual, and he said, "I accidentally hit hard, you bear with it." ”

Qingping opened his mouth, his face was pale, he couldn't make a sound, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Su Ting sighed: "This child is too weak to help the wind, how can I grow up if I don't experience the devastation in my generation?"

——

The night passed.

The sun is rising.

Qingping opened his eyes, only to feel that his eyelids were extremely heavy and his whole body was in pain, but he could barely run his true qi, but he found that the true qi was running unhindered, and the injuries on the vertebrae behind his back and the position of his chest had been recovered.

"Although the injury has recovered, it has hurt the foundation, and it is still necessary to recuperate for some time. ”

Su Ting's voice came slowly.

Qingping turned his head to look and saw that Su Ting was in the room, seemingly making tea.

"That's the tea leaves that Song Lao treasured, left to me. ”

"Well, got it. ”

Su Ting said: "I originally planned to leave half for Song Lao, but since it's all yours, I'll take it all later." ”

Qingping opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.

Su Ting took a sip of tea, then looked at it and said with a smile: "After three days, when I was impressed, I never thought that you, a seemingly loyal and honest guy, still know how to deceive others, turn around and run away." ”

Saying that, Su Ting clapped his hands and praised: "It's really cunning and cunning, despicable and shameless, and impressive, is this what Elder Song taught you?"

Qingping paused for a moment and said softly, "I learned from you." ”

Su Ting's face stiffened slightly, and the next ridicule he was ready for was suddenly speechless.

The elf snorted and laughed out loud, and only felt that this guy named Qingping seemed to be very interesting, after all, in front of Su Da Niu, the national teacher was so angry that his face turned black, and this Qingping not only did not fall behind, but made Su Ting's face black, it was really a rare scene, and it was simply a profound skill.

"Ahem, this ability to escape for your life is a profound knowledge, but you can't learn it at home. ”

Su Ting's expression was solemn, and he said: "But these words, let me say it later, I'm curious, how did you provoke such an enemy?"

Qingping smiled bitterly: "How do I know, I don't even know who the other party is, I just rely on a magic weapon, and I have been circling with those phantoms manifested by the other party with Taoism for a few days, that's all." ”

Su Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't recognize the other party, but the other party is here to attack the Thunder Temple?"

Qingping was slightly silent, and then nodded and said, "If you want to say that, there seems to be nothing wrong with it." ”

Su Ting muttered, "You are the only one left in the Thunder God Temple now, why don't you see any trace of Song Lao?"

Qingping said in a low voice: "Song Lao, he ......"

Speaking of this, Qing Ping paused, his expression was very complicated, and he glanced at Su Ting, as if he was organizing his language, thinking about how to speak.

Su Ting was suddenly shocked, and said in a low voice: "Song Lao is dying?"

Qingping's next words choked in his throat, and he immediately coughed and turned red, and the injury almost recurred, but fortunately, the true qi was dredged and he stabilized.

"What nonsense? Song Lao is still in good health, who told you that Song Lao is at the end of his life?"

"It's not like you're going to stop talking. Su Ting breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "It's all your fault, which scared this Shenjun." ”

"You ......" Qingping was speechless for a long time.

"Alright. Su Ting waved his hand and said, "Since Elder Song is not dead, then where is his old man going to be merry and happy?

"Old Song......" Qingping paused for a moment, and said: "Some time ago, Old Song said that there was an old man who was going to come to pick him up, and ordered me to guard the temple and temporarily celebrate the temple. ”

"Old man?" Su Ting remembered what he saw that day and asked, "Is it a young Taoist?"

"How do you know?" Qingping became more and more stunned.

"What is this?" Su Ting saw his stunned expression, his heart was quite refreshed, and he couldn't help but say: "There are really not many things in this world that I Su don't know. ”

"Since you know that, I don't have to say it. Qingping nodded.

"What are you selling?" Su Ting said angrily: "I have seen that young Taoist, he claims to be the original and has profound skills, and said that he is coming to Luoyue County to meet Song Lao. But I don't know much about the rest of the story......"

"So you've seen him. Qingping was a little stunned, and then said: "Then do you know that this disciple of Song Lao saw Song Lao, but what kind of posture did he take?"

"Oh?"

Su Ting raised his eyebrows and said: "He has a profound Taoism, a deep background, and his cultivation time seems to be not short, could it be that he is an elder and teaches Song Lao the same way as his grandson? Or is this Song Lao's friend, but Song Lao's talent is not good, and the other party has already cultivated a profound cultivation?"

Qingping always felt that his tone was full of expectation, as if he had seen Song Lao's low eyebrows and pleasing appearance, and he felt helpless, and said: "The Taoist who claims to be the original is indeed unfathomable, but after he came here, he respected Song Lao as a teacher as a disciple. ”

Su Ting was stunned and said, "Elder Song's disciple?"

Qingping nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Su Ting was stunned for a long time.

With the gift of a disciple, respect the old man as a teacher?

He came back to his senses, looked strange, touched his chin, and was silent.

Song Lao is not high, although he is also old, but in terms of lifespan, he should be less than 100 years old.

And that young Taoist is already a profound Taoist, and in terms of gas, most of this person has deep experience, and his age is not shallow.

Except for the appearance, everything else, whether in terms of cultivation or age, Song Lao is not enough to be someone's master.

But why is it called that?

"That's weird. ”

Su Ting pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Song Lao Ke once said, where did he go with that authentic Daoist?"

Qingping shook his head and said, "You didn't tell me clearly, and you didn't mention what you are going for." ”

Su Ting frowned and said, "I didn't mention anything to you?"

Qingping said in a low voice: "That authentic Taoist, hand me a bronze flag, and order me to guard the Thunder God Temple, especially the statues in the temple, and there must be no loss." And then they left, and within half a month, someone attacked, which is what you see...... However, with the help of the bronze flag, I repeatedly repelled the other party, until last night, the bronze flag could not stand it and was completely shattered, and I was helpless. ”

Su Ting heard this and pondered: "In this way, Zheng Ben and Song Lao probably knew that someone would come to the Thunder God Temple to test it, so I left you this bronze flag, and told you to be prepared." ”

Qingping nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Su Ting snorted and said, "It seems that Song Lao is hiding a lot of secrets, let's not talk about this first, but this guy you dealt with is not a real person, and I only destroyed the two incarnations driven by him last night, which is really interesting." ”

Qingping groaned slightly, and then said: "I met it at the beginning, and I was quite at a loss, and after two days, I found some relevant records in the classics. ”

Su Ting was surprised: "You have already found out the method used by the other party?"

Qingping nodded and said: "The Five Elements Armor you obtained from the temple is called the art of sprinkling beans into soldiers in the Zhengxian Dao, and this method is similar in reputation to the art of sprinkling beans into soldiers, and the technique is equivalent." ”

Su Ting vaguely guessed, and said tentatively: "I have heard of this method, but I have never personally taught it, you can be sure just by the record in the book?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. ”

Qingping looked solemn and said: "It should be paper-cutting for horses, the secret technique of Yuanfeng Mountain." ”

Su Ting looked at the elf and looked at each other.

Paper-cutting for horses?The secret art of Yuanfeng Mountain?