In September, the autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are flying.

Tang Yuan stood in front of the attic window, the wind and rain were shaking outside, drops of cold rain fell from the sky, a trace of cold wind blew, Tang Yuan tightened his robe.

"Master Wei, what is the origin of that Yuan Qian?" Tang Yuan turned around and looked at Wei Yue Dao behind him.

Five days have passed since he repelled Yuan Kun, and after taking the elixir of the Danding Sect and cultivating in the past few days, Wei Yue's body has obviously improved a lot. He sat on the chair, put down the tea on his lips, and said with a stern face,

"Yuan Qian's origin is quite mysterious, according to himself, he is a disciple of a certain big sect, but this can also be explained, you can see it by looking at his martial arts realm. If it weren't for the disciples of the big faction, even if they had an adventure, it would be impossible to defeat the old man so easily. ”

When it came to Yuan Qianqing's defeat of himself, Wei Yue's face did not change, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him. Tang Yuan saw Wei Yueyun's light appearance, and couldn't help but secretly scold the old rivers and lakes, Wei Yue deserved to have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and his face had been trained to be as thick as a city wall.

It stands to reason that he was easily defeated by a junior, and even almost lost his life, which should be difficult to talk about. But looking at Wei Yue's appearance, he didn't care at all.

"The poor monk heard that this Yuan Qian can also have seven wound fists?" Tang Yuan asked in a deep voice, "The Wei Sect Master knows the Western Regions martial arts, which sect can have seven wound fists?"

"I don't know. Wei Yue shook his head, "The martial arts of the Western Regions are not as good as those in the Central Plains, there are only a few famous sects, the same, everyone knows the powerful martial arts, but I have never heard of this Seven Injuries Fist Committee." ”

However, the old man recalled that Yuan Qian seemed to claim to be from a knife gate. Wei Yue seemed to suddenly think back and said the same.

"One Knife Sect?" Tang Yuan pondered, listening to the name, it should be a sect that uses knives, but how does it have anything to do with the Seven Wounds Fist?

"When I first participated in the Western Regions Martial Arts Conference, the poor monk inquired about many famous sects. But I haven't heard of the sect of Yidaomen. Tang Yuan seemed to be reminiscing, and seemed to be muttering to himself,

"Is it a new sect?"

"The old man didn't know this. Wei Yue smiled bitterly. The Huadaomen may not be weak in the Northwest Region, but in the entire Western Regions, it is simply a drop in the ocean. Insignificant also.

So this kind of thing, naturally, I don't know much about it.

"Hmm. Tang Yuan nodded, and then said, "The poor monk has been in the Huadao Gate for five days, if that Yuan Qian, who knows how to hurt the fist, wants to find trouble, he will come a long time ago." But there was no sign of him for the past few days, and maybe the matter was settled. ”

After Tang Yuan finished speaking, Wei Yue's face was a little ugly. Tang Yuan meant that he had already helped the Daomen to break the siege, and it was time to return to Leiyin Temple.

Of course. The alliance leader personally came to the Sword Gate to help, so naturally he couldn't be treated badly. The Knife Gate has decided to give the three copies of the Adamantite Ore production to the Leiyin Temple on a regular basis as a repayment.

But Wei Yue was not displeased with this, but because he was about to lose Tang Yuan's big helper, if it wasn't for Tang Yuan, if the Sword Gate was attacked again, I am afraid it would be a little dangerous.

According to the account of his son Wei Feng and disciple Li Wei, Wei Yue knew that Tang Yuan's current strength was even more advanced than before. He is a veritable master. If he just left directly, Wei Yue always felt empty in his heart. Insecurity.

"The alliance leader has come from afar, and he has solved a big trouble for the Sword Gate, so let's stay for a few more days. Wei Yue persuaded.

Tang Yuan looked at the autumn rain outside the window and nodded, "Okay, the poor monk will stay for a few more days." ”

......

I stayed at the Knife Gate for a few more days. Tang Yuan finally said goodbye to Wei Yue and went to Leiyin Temple alone.

As for the refined gold ore, Wei Yue would send someone to send it.

After walking for a few days, Tang Yuan had already arrived in Cangwu County. A mountain with golden light appeared in front of him, which was the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain.

Tang Yuan had never observed Wanfo Mountain from the outside. Now from the perspective of a passerby, Wanfo Mountain is really a pure land spiritual mountain!

Colorful Buddha light is like flowing water, pouring down from the top of the mountain and enveloping the entire mountain. Tens of thousands of Buddha statues on the mountain are sacred and abnormal under the shroud of colorful Buddha light, just like the real Buddha. And on the top of the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, a solemn and sacred treasure temple is located in it, which is the Leiyin Temple.

"It's worthy of being a spiritual mountain treasure temple!" Tang Yuan exclaimed without skin and face, "Lao Gao's Leiyin Temple really has a good appearance!"

With a smug laugh, Tang Yuan immediately regained his appearance as a monk. Now that he has arrived at the foot of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, there are countless die-hard believers in Leiyin Temple, and he naturally wants to maintain the appearance of a high-ranking monk in front of them.

What's more, he is still a Buddha!

Although I don't know which bastard is so tricked by himself, but since it has been spread, then I have to make an appearance.

His pace slowed down, Tang Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and walked towards his Leiyin Temple. Now he is dressed in white Buddha clothes, although he is not particularly handsome, but he is also a little delicate, plus Lei Yin Temple and his Buddha title are deeply rooted in the people, if Tang Yuan enters the range of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain at this time, I don't know how many believers will be fascinated.

Tang Yuan seemed to see the people under the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain praying to him in unison, but before he could continue to think about it, a feeling of danger suddenly soaked his body!

Someone is ambushing me!

Tang Yuan woke up suddenly, the golden bell jar was opened instantly, and a wild and simple golden bell appeared.

"Bell!"

An unbelievable huge force came from behind him, and Tang Yuan was forced to take a few steps forward by this force. Turning back, a white-faced middle-aged man slowly withdrew his right fist.

The white-faced middle-aged man squinted his eyes.

"Who are you, why did you attack the poor monk?" Tang Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"The spirit is good, and you can dodge my sneak attack. The white-faced middle-aged man didn't answer Tang Yuan's words, but looked at Tang Yuan with some surprise, "Not only do I feel the danger, but I also have time to open the golden bell jar, it's not bad." ”

"My name is Yuan Qian. Before Tang Yuan could ask again, the white-faced middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands and replied proudly.

Tang Yuan's face was unhappy, if it wasn't for Mo Kegong's early warning just now, he would probably have been hit by this Yuan Qian, and then thinking about the tragic appearance of Wei Yue being hit by the Seven Wounds Punch at the beginning, Tang Yuan's face was even more ugly.

"The little monk's martial arts are not low. Yuan Qian looked at Tang Yuan and smiled, but his smile was intriguing, "But you shouldn't care about other people's affairs!"

"I still really think that with a Golden Bell Tortoise Shell, you can underestimate the masters of the Western Regions!" Yuan Qian shouted, his fist flashed with devouring light, and his body swung towards Tang Yuan.

The withered yellow leaves on the ground were carried up by the fist wind, rolling up and flying like yellow butterflies. Before the Seven Wounds Fist hit, Tang Yuan felt a painful fist wind blowing on his face.

Rumble!

The fist struck, hitting the golden bell fiercely, and the golden bell suddenly collapsed like a balloon, and then exploded with a bang.

The golden bell jar is broken!

Yuan Qian was overjoyed, without the golden bell jar, this white-robed monk was not at his mercy! As soon as his body stepped forward, the Seven Wounds Fist glowing with true qi slammed into Tang Yuan's chest!

"Die!" Yuan Qian thought to himself, and the Seven Wounds Fist Qi kept penetrating through his body, frantically heading towards Tang Yuan's internal organs. But before Yuan Qian could be happy, those fierce Seven Wound Fist Qi suddenly disappeared.

For no reason, it just disappeared suddenly.

The smile froze on his face, and Yuan Qian only felt that his fist had hit a black hole, and the black hole kept absorbing his Seven Wounds Fist Qi.

And this black hole is inside the body of the white-robed monk!

Raising his head, Yuan Qian saw the smiling face of the white-robed monk. At this moment, he understood that the white-robed monk did it on purpose!

Deliberately shattered the golden bell jar, deliberately let himself hit him in the chest, and deliberately touched the Seven Wounds Fist Qi. And the reason why he is not afraid of these is because there is a black hole in his body that can absorb true qi!

"What does he want to do?" Feeling that the Seven Injuries Fist Qi was almost absorbed by Tang Yuan's black hole, Yuan Qian thought uneasily.

"The poor monk is going to fight back. At this time, Tang Yuan smiled.

The Seven Wounds Fist Qi inside the black hole erupted and swooped in along Yuan Gan's right arm, and in Yuan Qian's frightened gaze, the fierce Seven Injuries Fist Qi all returned to his own internal organs.

"No!" Yuan Qian shouted in horror.

Burst!

However, this was unavoidable, under the injury of the fierce Seven Wounds Fist Qi, Yuan Qian vomited a mouthful of thick blood like a heavy hammer blow, and then fell to the ground, his eyes rolled and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Hey, hey. Tang Yuan clenched his fists.

Absorb true qi, then rebound. This is the real magic of Moko's immeasurable power!

...... (To be continued......)