Zejia people came to the side of the gangster Sangcuo, looking at this former disciple who was his most beloved, at this time his face was colorless, angry like a gossamer, Zejia people who wanted to be killed on the spot couldn't be ruthless to start, but they knew that letting the tiger return to the mountain, and there would be endless troubles in the end, so he slapped a palm on the life point of Sangcuo's waist and eyes, abolished Sangcuo's martial arts, carried Sangcuo back to the meditation room, and recovered the stolen ancient secret record "Floating Life and Extinction Record" Originally, in order to save his life, in order to make a comeback, Sangcuo returned the original secret record to the Zejia people, but before returning it, he had privately copied a copy, and the Zejia people carefully healed Sangcuo's internal injuries in the spirit of God's virtue and the love of the master and apprentice in the past, expelled him from the Dalun Temple, and warned him not to step into the Dalun Temple for half a step in his lifetime, otherwise he would be killed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After being expelled from Dalun Temple, Sangcuo dragged his heavy steps to the place where he practiced, and then disappeared into the depths of the mountains with the secret books of martial arts that he had copied privately.

The days fly by, and eight years have passed in a blink of an eye!

In the past eight years, Sangcuo relied on his ingenuity and unscrupulous ruthlessness, not only to restore his martial arts, but also to be much higher than before he was abolished, but also let him pull up a group of scum who did evil, in the mountainside of Lhotse Peak, three kilometers away from the Dalun Temple, founded his own base camp Zhelun Temple, and appointed himself as the host of Zhelun Temple, the scum of the rivers and lakes in the temple to win the favor of Sangcuo, called it: Sangcuo Living Buddha, this move is just to cover his ears and steal the bell, self-deception.

Today, Sangcuo's age has reached forty years away, but he does not forget the humiliation he suffered in Dalun Temple, and he is willing to kill Zejia people and disciples of the temple, but after the lesson of almost dying last time, he knows that with his own strength, it is difficult to shake the status of Dalun Temple today, he is waiting, and when one day his strength is enough to resist Dalun Temple, he will lead people to eradicate the monks of Dalun Temple in one fell swoop, so that Dalun Temple will disappear from this world.

In these eight years, Sangcuo has been absorbing the scum of the rivers and lakes who came to take refuge, no matter what you do, what hurtful things you have done, once you arrive at the Zhelun Temple, you are respectful as a guest, you have a good respect, in order to win the hearts of the people, but also do not hesitate to show others the martial arts you have obtained from the ancient secret records, and they sit down to be: two people who protect the Dharma, martial arts are second to themselves, ten elders of the Guardian Elders, twenty-four disciples of the Protector, martial arts are all superior, the elders sit down and the disciples do not know how many, nor are they idle, and they invite strange people from all over the world to live in the temple, perhaps with heavy remuneration, or with beautiful gifts, their power has already far exceeded the Dalun Temple several times, just waiting for the time to come, immediately set foot on the Dalun Temple.

Luo blood and four people with superior qualifications were accepted into the door by Sangcuo since childhood, strictly disciplined, trained into a killer of yin and evil, and so on four people into the art, one by one by the big disciple Luo blood went deep into the wish, in order to explore the truth, wolf ambition, delusional to win the wish, as for the Dalun Temple to be in the bag, not in a hurry, until Luo blood returned from the wish, then immediately set foot on the Dalun Temple, its ambition is great, can be described as unprecedented, just wait for the big disciple to come back, and then win the wish martial arts.

Blood

Luo Xue saw his two junior brothers, his excitement was self-evident, tears swirled in his eyes, he thought, he died nine times a lifetime, and finally came back alive, the four brothers grew up together since childhood, not like their own children are better than their own children, seeing that the senior brother who had been away for four years came back, the three of them hugged each other and cried together, for a long time, or the third junior brother was cautious, and found that the senior brother Luo Xue, who was hugging each other, was a little unstable, so he glanced at Luo Xue's feet, this look didn't matter, only the third junior brother was frightened and shook off the hand holding Luo Xue, screamed, and asked tremblingly: Senior brother, where are your feetHe was shocked for a long time, because he knew that the four of his senior brothers and sisters were the most important in terms of martial arts and strategies, but at this time, the master he had always respected and feared had all ended up like this, how could he not be surprised.

Luo Xue saw that his junior brother asked about the broken foot, and gritted his teeth and said: It was cut off, tears flowed down his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were bitten blood.

After listening to Luo Xue's words, the second junior brother picked up Luo Xue, and said viciously: Senior brother, you have suffered all these years, I will take you to see the master, and then go behind your back to find the person who cut off your feet to take revenge, you can rest assured!

Anyway, he didn't care about Mo Xiong, who was standing next to him, and walked to the temple, Luo Xue saw that he had come back, and he didn't want to pay attention to this filthy person who made him grit his teeth all the way, he didn't even say hello, and let the second junior brother carry him and go inside, Mo Xiong saw that Luo Xue ignored himself as soon as he returned to the master's door, and thought angrily: What an ungrateful thing, Lao Tzu brought you, a cripple, back to the master from thousands of miles away, you treat me like this, how can I Mo Xiong be easy to be with me, snorted twice, and followed the footsteps of the three to go inside.

Turning left and right, the four of them came to a golden dormitory, and the second disciple said respectfully to the house, "Master, are you there?" Senior brother is back!

At this time, Sang Tso was meditating in the retreat to practice the martial arts on the "Floating Life and Extinction Record", and when he heard that his long-awaited eldest disciple Luo Xue was back, he jumped off the meditation bed excitedly, and opened the door, wanting to meet his most proud disciple, when he opened the door, he was stunned, his most proud disciple, at this time, his clothes were shabby, his hair was scattered, his face was white and blue, and then he looked at his feet, and he broke off from the roots, and angrily took Luo Xue, who was lying in the arms of the second disciple, and said loudly: What is going on? How did you get it like this, who did it?

Luo Xue was held in the arms of the master, lowered his head in shame and said: It is an old thief called Long Huitian, master, the apprentice is incompetent, and he has embarrassed your old man.

Sangcuo originally planned to hand over all the affairs of Zhelun Temple to the most proud disciple Luo Xue after a hundred years, but seeing that his beloved disciple was beaten like this, and after listening to Long Huitian's words, he was extremely angry, kicked the door to smash, and gritted his teeth and said: Long Hui Tian! Long Hui Tian! If you don't kill this person, Lao Qu is not a person.

Looking at the vicissitudes of his beloved disciple's face, he knew that he must have suffered a lot in the four years he was outside, so he lovingly put Long Huitian on the meditation bed and said: Luo'er, don't be sad, the teacher will avenge you.

Luo Xue said with tears in his eyes: Master, Luo'er has ended up like this now, seeing that Master, you are about to have a big event, but I can't help you share it, it is better to die happily.

Sangcuo knew the mood of his disciple at the moment, and was afraid that he would have the idea of self-destruction, so he scolded him sternly: Useless things, if you are a little injured, you have to seek death and life, how can you be worthy of the cultivation of the teacher for many years, and stared at Luo Xue angrily.

Luo Xue said sadly: Master, it's not that Luo Er has lived up to your old man's cultivation, but that I'm a waste now, what can I do if I don't die?

Sangtso said angrily: If you break two feet, you don't want to live, as long as you don't have the intention of dying, you have your own way to get back on your feet, you don't have to worry about these things, now you just care about your injuries, and the rest of the things are taken care of for you by the teacher.

After that, seeing that Mo Xiong was visiting in at this time, he yelled at Mo Xiong: Where did the old man come from, what did he come from?

Mo Xiong saw that this old monk with a red face was so rude to him, so he wanted to open his mouth to scold, but as soon as he thought that he was in other people's territory, a good man would not suffer the loss in front of him, and he would have to endure it when he should endure it!

When Sang Tso heard Mo Xiong say this, he turned his head to look at Luo Xue with an inquiring expression, Luo Xue nodded at his master and said: Master, this Brother Mo is the one who sent the disciple back, if it weren't for him, the disciple might have died.

After listening to the words of his disciple Luo Xue, Sang Cuo stared at Mo Xiong for a while, and found that this person had a roe deer and rat eyes, and he must have some intentions, but at least the people sent Luo Er back, and it was not good to order the expulsion, so he said in a not very friendly tone: Oh, that is Your Excellency Lao, and nodded at Mo Xiong with one palm!

After listening to Luo Xue's words, Mo Xiong thought to himself, even if you kid has a little conscience, he smiled and said: Don't dare to be it, it's just an occasional hand.

Sang Cuo was concerned about Aitu Luo's injury, and with his achievements today, he didn't bother to say anything to unknown people like Mo Xiong, so he said to the three disciples: You take this Mo Shi Master down, so that you can entertain yourself, and don't slack off!

The three disciples clasped their palms together and replied, "Yes!" and walked towards the guest room with Mo Xiong.

When Mo Xiong's figure was gone, he asked Luo Xuedao: Luo Er, I look at the roe head rat eyes, there must be a picture, how do you know each other, Luo Xuezhu relayed the situation with Mo Xiong to Sang Cuo one by one.

After listening to Luo Xue's words, Sang Tso already had a plan, and said: If he is interested, he will leave on his own, otherwise he will definitely die if there is a slight change, Luo'er, you take care of your injuries, you have something to do for the teacher, and I will come to see you tomorrow!

After saying that, he turned around and walked outside the temple, Sangcuo remembered that he once knew a blacksmith with excellent craftsmanship, so he wanted to build a pair of iron feet for Luo Xue, so as to help him win his wish in the future, so he hurriedly looked for someone to find the blacksmith, and he waited anxiously in the study, thinking that he would never allow the slightest loss of his strength before he began to act.

Isn't it a trivial matter to find a small blacksmith for 800 miles in the surrounding area? In the evening, the third disciple himself came to Sangcuo's study with an old man who was slightly hunchback and full of vicissitudes of life.

When the old blacksmith heard that the evil god who frightened the people around him made him build a pair of iron feet, he didn't dare to be careless, for fear that his life would not be guaranteed, so he said in a frightened manner: The living Buddha wants the old blacksmith to hit another iron foot, and the little old man does not dare to disobey, but the little old man has never hit this thing, and he does not dare to build it blindly, and he has to see the person with a broken foot, and he can only build it after measurement, please allow the living Buddha!

When Sangtso heard this, he thought that he was right, and said to the old blacksmith; It's okay, you can take a look, if you build it well, I will have a heavy reward, but I can ensure that you have no good food and clothing for the rest of your life, on the contrary, I am afraid that you will not be able to go down to Lhotse Peak, you can weigh it yourself! After that, he said to the three disciples standing aside: You take him to your senior brother's room and let him see it.

The three disciples responded: Yes! Then he took the old blacksmith to the room where Luo Xue was recuperating, and the old blacksmith gently took off the white cloth wrapped in Luo Xue's broken foot, only to see that this person's feet were cut off by someone, with a sharp weapon, not born like this, and returned to Sangcuo's side with a big heart: It can be built, and after it is built, it will be fixed on the leg bone with a steel ding, and the little old man dares to guarantee that it is no different from before, please rest assured that the living Buddha can rest assured.

When Sangcuo heard the old blacksmith say this, he was greatly relieved and immediately motioned to the second disciple to take three gold bars, handed them to the old blacksmith and said: "Okay! Since you are so sure, I will also feel at ease, if you want to fight, I will use the best iron to beat, I got a piece of 10,000-year-old iron mother by chance a few years ago, it is extremely hard, the sword is not injured, but the weight is very light, it can be used to build feet, you go with him!

After five days and five nights of the old blacksmith's construction, a pair of exquisite feet appeared in front of Sangcuo's eyes, only to see these two pairs of feet, the texture is dark, held in the hand and checked, extremely light, with a short sword placed on the table, cut it, the short sword was immediately broken into two sections, Sangtok laughed happily: good! good!

The next day, Luo Xue, who had endured the pain of drilling bones, stood beside Sangcuo again, flashing and moving without effort, and was no different from before the broken leg, Luo Xuexue knelt in front of Sangcuo gratefully, weeping bitterly and bowing down.