"Elder, Elder Yuan?!" Many disciples of the One Knife Sect were in a hurry, but they didn't expect that Elder Yuan, who had amazing strength, would be defeated in one move, and he was defeated so badly that not only did his right arm break but he also fainted directly.

Today is only the second day that Elder Yuan was sent to the northwest, and this kind of thing happened, if the sect master blames it, who can bear this responsibility?

Thinking of the fierceness of the sect master, the disciples of the One Knife Sect couldn't help but shudder. If you don't protect Elder Yuan, if you are known by the sect master, you will have to be punished with a layer of skin, and even martial arts may be abolished!

The punishment inside the one-knife door is far beyond the imagination of outsiders!

"Amitabha, let the poor monk take a look, maybe he can wake up Lord Yuan. Tang Yuan stepped forward and looked at Yuan Lang who had passed out and said.

The sword cultivators were angry and afraid of Tang Yuan, and they were angry that he not only made Elder Yuan lose face but also lost his arm. What I'm afraid of is that Elder Yuan is not the opponent of this young monk, if he annoys him, then everyone present will not be able to eat and walk around.

In fact, in terms of real strength, Tang Yuan was not as strong as he imagined, but Tang Yuan's punch was too amazing, and it directly subdued everyone present, and even the eighteen monks outside the field were dumbfounded.

They all had only one question in their hearts, that is, why was Tang Yuan's martial arts so strong, and even Yuan Lang, who had sword intent, couldn't withstand a blow.

Tang Yuan slowly squatted down, and the sword cultivators around Yuan Lang hesitated for a moment, and then gave Tang Yuan a vacant seat. Now that things have reached the worst point, then fortunately, let's see what tricks Monk Sanzang can play again?

The warm Shaoyang True Qi leaked out from Tang Yuan's fingertips and slowly flowed into Yuan Lang's body, helping him dredge his meridians.

Shaoyang Divine Skill is the internal strength of the Relic Realm, which naturally has many wonderful uses, and Yuan Lang's foundation is not bad. Therefore, Shaoyang True Qi only swam around Yuan Lang's body for a while. Yuan Lang snorted, and had the intention of starting to wake up.

Seeing that Tang Yuan was indeed helping Yuan Lang dredge the meridians, the surrounding sword cultivators' attitude towards Tang Yuan was much better, and Tang Yuan was obviously very satisfied with this.

Although the relationship between Yidaomen and Leiyin Temple is very delicate now, he still has the bearing of being a future monk, and he still has to maintain the image of a 'helpful' monk in front of these sword cultivators.

That punch was too violent. Tang Yuan didn't want to leave a reputation as a brutal monk in the martial arts.

"Elder Yuan, Elder Yuan, are you awake?!" After Tang Yuan got up, a sword cultivator who was holding Yuan Lang said in surprise.

"Shhh Yuan Lang woke up and subconsciously supported the ground with his right arm, but as soon as his right arm touched the ground, the pain of broken bones made Yuan Lang's face pale and his forehead sweaty.

"The leader of the Sanzang Alliance is really a real person who does not show his face, and the old man is not the enemy of the leader of the Sanzang Alliance. After all, Yuan Lang had experienced many winds and waves, and after stabilizing his feelings, he looked at Tang Yuan coldly, "Wait for the old man to recover." I can't say that I have to challenge the leader of the Sanzang Alliance again. ”

"It doesn't matter. Tang Yuan knew that Yuan Lang was beaten out of the real fire, and immediately smiled and said, "Although the poor monk is a member of Buddhism, he is quite interested in martial arts, although Yuan Shizhu was defeated by the poor monk this time, but the poor monk also gained a lot from it." ”

"If it is to learn martial arts, the gate of Leiyin Temple will be opened for Lord Yuan at any time, and the poor monks should be waiting for themselves. Merely. You have to wait for Yuan Shizhu to heal from his injuries first. ”

Tang Yuan's words made Yuan Lang's face change slightly, and after understanding the meaning of Tang Yuan's words, Yuan Lang suddenly became angry. If it weren't for the injury. Yuan Lang had already drawn out a long knife and asked Tang Yuan to 'advise and advise'.

Listen to what Sanzang said, what does it mean to be 'defeated by a poor monk', and what does it mean to 'wait for Yuan Shizhu to heal his injuries first'?

Yuan Lang has been walking in the martial arts for many years, and has met countless masters, although he was also humiliated when he was young, but the humiliation back then is nothing compared to the Sanzang in front of him.

Because Sanzang, a monk, was talking about stabbing people. It's always a serious look, and it makes people feel uneasy. Looking at the smiling Sanzang monk, Yuan Lang just wanted to go up and kick his feet hard to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Okay, then wait for the old man to heal and then come to Leiyin Temple to ask for advice!" Yuan Lang took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Yuan Shi is slow. "When Yuan Lang had many sword cultivators to help him leave the Leiyin Temple. Tang Yuan suddenly stopped them.

"What's the matter, Sanzang, do you still want to force us to stay?" Yuan Lang turned his head with a cold gaze.

"You have entered the northwest, so you will be under the jurisdiction of the poor monks. Tang Yuan looked at Yuan Lang and said lightly, "The poor monk doesn't want to see that the One Sword Sect is in the Northwest Region, and there are more than three innate level sword cultivators. ”

There are not many masters in the northwest region, a martial artist in the early stage of congenital can be regarded as a master, although Leiyin Temple is not weak, but it cannot change the overall strength of the northwest martial arts. And the disciples of the first sword are all sword cultivators, and the sword cultivation is originally stronger than the martial artists of the same level, if there are too many innate level sword cultivators stationed in the northwest, then it will be difficult to manage.

Even the Lei Yin Temple will face threats, and in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, it is natural to take precautions in advance.

"There are only three at most?" Yuan Lang was so old and spicy, he immediately guessed what Tang Yuan was thinking, "Is the leader of the Sanzang Alliance going to suppress us?"

"Lord Yuan Shi said with a smile, the master of your sect's Weng Jinglong Weng Alliance is a great sword cultivator in the middle stage of crystallization. And the one-knife door is full of talents, how can the poor monks have the ability to suppress you one-knife door?" Tang Yuan didn't lift his eyelids.

"If you let the poor monk know that there are other sword repairs outside the northwest region besides the one-knife gate, you will have to 'clean up the portal'. Tang Yuan looked at Yuan Lang and said.

Yuan Lang's pupils shrank slightly, this is not to give a chance to the Daomen, Sanzang should mean that as long as there are more than three sword cultivators outside the northwest region, they will be suppressed by the Leiyin Temple, which makes it almost impossible for Yuan Lang to secretly send people in.

"The old man is very skeptical now, whether your Sanzang is a real Buddhist disciple after all. Yuan Lang stared at Tang Yuan and said slowly, "How do I feel about you Sanzang, your Leiyin Temple is more suitable for the rivers and lakes than the ordinary martial arts sect." ”

"You also have to 'clean up the portal', there is really no pure root of Buddhism, your Leiyin Temple is so domineering that it is almost comparable to those demon gates. ”

"Being in the red dust, I have to do it as a last resort. Tang Yuan's tone was indifferent.

Yuan Lang laughed and turned around and left, but after taking a few steps, he turned back to Tang Yuan and said, "Monk Sanzang, do you know that a white snake demon beast has appeared near Wanfo Mountain?"

"White snake demon beast, the poor monk has really heard of it. Tang Yuan didn't know why Yuan Lang suddenly said this.

"Demon beasts like the White Snake are regarded as sacred beasts by the Snow God Palace," Yuan Lang said mysteriously, "Although the solar terms in the Western Regions change faster than those in the Central Plains, there will definitely be no snowstorm in September!"

"And this qiē is all done by the Snow God Palace," Yuan Lang continued, "Sanzang, do you know how the Snow God Palace caused the snowfall to rain from the Western Regions, and what purpose do they have?"

"What purpose?" Tang Yuan was silent for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

"Haha, the purpose of the Snow God Palace, why does the old man sue you?!" Yuan Lang seemed to know that Tang Yuan was going to ask, and he laughed and left.

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[Thank you for the tips of Dragon Roar Kyushu and as327829!] (To be continued......)