"This guy is lying on the ground so calmly. Lao Ni pinched his nose and walked to Zhao Feixiang's side, looked down at him and said, "That stinky fart must have been put by him!"

"I ...... I ......" Zhao Feixiang almost couldn't move, and when he heard Lao Ni's words, he trembled with anxiety, and opened his swollen mouth to try to say something, but he was vague.

"Admit that you did it so quickly!" said the old nun, raising his eyebrows and removing the whip from his waist, "Damn bastard!

"Master, don't be impulsive!" Seeing this, Kong Xuan hurriedly went up to stop her, and whispered something in her ear, which made Lao Ni put away his whip in surprise.

"Senior Brother Zhao. Wang Fenghuang quickly walked over to help up Zhao Feixiang, who was full of panic, Liu Xiu on the side thought about it, took out a bottle of pill from his sleeve and handed it to her: "Senior Sister Wang, I have a jade spirit pill here, it is a good healing pill, you can give it to Senior Brother Zhao." ”

"Jade Spirit Pill?" Wang Fenghuang was stunned, the Jade Spirit Pill is a three-grade healing pill, which is used by Qi Refining Realm martial artists to save their lives, Senior Brother Liu is willing to take out such a good pill, what a good person!

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu!" thanked Liu Xiu, Wang Fenghuang took the jade bottle, poured out a golden pill and stuffed it into the mouth of Zhao Feixiang, who was a little resistant.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Feixiang's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and now he can move independently, and his swollen face has gradually returned to normal, and I believe it will not take long to fully recover.

Not far away.

Monk Kongxuan put on his dried shoes, sat alone under the Buddha statue and looked at the dozens of sixth-level sect disciples crowded in the corner, and wondered in his heart: "What's wrong with these people? They used to look like they were going to eat people, but now why are they hiding? Don't even want the territory under the Buddha statue?"

Not far from his right, Liu Xiu was stuffed with a cotton ball in his nose, and Huiguang, the "fiery eye" in the Seven King Kongs, sat in front of a wooden chessboard to play Go.

After glancing at the chessboard full of chess pieces, Huiguang's eyes lit up, he reached out and grabbed a sunspot, and shouted excitedly: "Haha! This game of chess is about to end again!"

Liu Xiu's face on the other side was gloomy, this Huiguang had already won nine games against him, and he had no intention of stopping, at this moment, seeing the other party grabbing chess pieces happily, he couldn't help but look ugly, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Huiguang! You have already won ten games against me! Can you give me a ......?"

When he said this, he saw Huiguang shouting, "Give ...... I'm dying!" As he spoke, the sunspot in his hand fell fiercely, his face was flushed, and he smiled happily: "Haha! I won again! Senior Brother Liu! Your chess skills are also terrible! You have lost ten games in a row!"

"This Huiguang! I don't know how to be modest at all! It's too arrogant!" Seeing Liu Xiu's ugly face, Kong Xuan angrily walked to Huiguang's side and slapped him on the head, "Win your sister! This game is a game of backgammon!" As he spoke, he turned his head to Liu Xiu and flattered, "Yes?"

"That's right!" Liu Xiu proudly raised her chin and nodded her head slowly.

"Five-in-a-row?" Huiguang was stunned for a moment, stretched out his head to scan the chessboard, quickly grabbed a sunspot, and put it in the middle, and then grinned proudly: "Haha! Seven stars in a row! Five sons cross! No matter how you go, five sons are connected in all directions! Senior Brother Liu! You still lose!"

Seeing this, Liu Xiu's face suddenly turned pale.

"Hmph! I can't play chess but I'm strong!" Ruan Mingzhu, who was watching chess, snorted gloatingly when she saw Liu Xiu's embarrassed appearance, and Luo Xuan, who was boiling porridge next to her, also shook her head helplessly.

"Lose your sister!" Kong Xuan kicked Huiguang and beat him up, and said with hatred as he beat him: "You bastard! You are not satisfied after winning so much! Do you want to be transferred to be an ascetic! Running around barefoot will make you skinny in a month!"

"Oh, uncle, I was wrong!" Huiguang hugged his head, curled up on the ground, and cried out aggrievedly.

"Forget it! Forget it!" Liu Xiu stopped Kong Xuan, who was fighting, and said: "It doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's about participating." ”

"My Buddha is merciful!" Kong Xuan put one hand on his chest, shouted a Buddha name, and said to Liu Xiu with a serious expression: "Master Liu's nephew is of noble character, and the poor monk admires it. ”

"Uncle Shi!" At this time, "King Kong Foot" Huiyuan, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in both hands, ran to Xuankong diligently, and said flatteringly, "Uncle Shi, the porridge is ready." ”

After Kong Xuan took the porridge, he gave Huiyuan a dry cough, Huiyuan understood, and immediately refilled a bowl and handed it to Liu Xiu with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu, drink some porridge to warm up." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Huiyuan. Liu Xiu thanked him, took the steaming porridge and drank two sips, and couldn't help but praise: "This porridge is salty and salty, who made it?"

"It's King Kong Finger! Senior Brother Huilin!" Luo Xuan, who was beside the bonfire, raised his hand and pointed to a bronze man beside him who was immersed in porridge.

"King Kong finger, the King Kong finger that stuffed the index finger into the nostril?" Liu Xiu was stunned when he heard this, and immediately thought that in the woods before, there was a bronze man who used the King Kong finger, and he looked up along Hui Yuan's point, but saw King Kong Finger Hui Lin squatting next to the iron pot full of porridge, raising his middle finger and stirring in the iron pot.

"Fortunately, he didn't use the index finger stuffed into his nostrils, otherwise I wouldn't dare to take my mouth!" Seeing that the King Kong finger did not have an index finger to stir, Liu Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the porridge and was just about to continue drinking.

"What! Huilin didn't use his index finger?" Next to him, Kong Xuan, who raised his head and drank violently, suddenly shook his whole body, and the pottery bowl in his hand fell off suddenly, and with a "bang", it was shattered.

"Master Kongxuan, what's wrong with you?" Liu Xiu frowned and looked at the rice porridge that had splashed on his body, and said dissatisfied.

"It's over!" Kong Xuan suddenly turned his head to look at the bronze man who was boiling porridge, and said with a sluggish expression: "Middle...... The middle finger is what he uses to wipe his ass!"

"Poof......" Liu Xiu heard this, the porridge that had just been eaten spurted out violently, and said to the sky in surprise: "How do you say this?"

"Because I taught him the vajra finger!" Kong Xuan looked at Hui Yuan stunned, "The index finger picks the nostrils, the middle finger wipes the buttocks, and the thumb picks the feet, this is the iron law of practicing the 'vajra finger' in the past dynasties! The most important thing is that you can't wash your hands when you practice vajra fingers! Without ten or eight years of hard practice, you won't get a salty taste in the porridge! I didn't expect Huiyuan to comprehend the essence of vajra fingers so quickly......

The more Liu Xiu listened, the darker his face became, and the next time he was killed, he wouldn't let "King Kong Finger" cook, but, it is undeniable that his cooking is quite fragrant.

"What's it? it's so fragrant!" a group of Taoist priests and nuns gathered around the iron pot, salivating at the rice porridge in the pot.

"If you don't dislike it, let's have a bowl for each person?" Luo Xuan, who was boiling porridge with Huilin, greeted warmly.

"Okay, good!" everyone smiled and flocked up, eagerly taking the rice porridge he handed over and drinking it excitedly.

"Huh, this porridge ......" Lao Ni, who had been sleeping before, took a sip of rice porridge lightly, frowned, and said, "This porridge ...... Zhen Nima Xiang!" he said, tilting his head to suck the rice porridge dry, and then licked his black lips unsatisfactorily.

"This porridge ......" Sixth-level sect, the elder Dao of Baiyun Temple raised his head, and after gulping down a bowl of porridge, he said with an intoxicated face: "This porridge is definitely the best porridge to drink in this life!" Looking at Huiyuan, he said curiously: "Excuse me, how do you make such a delicious porridge?

"Vajra Fingers!" Huiyuan grinned and showed a row of white teeth, "Stirring with Vajra Fingers that have been cultivated for decades, such a smell will appear." ”

Lao Dao sighed in disappointment, "Sure enough, good porridge also requires good effort! Unfortunately, it will be difficult to taste such delicious in the future." ”

Just when everyone was praising Huiyuan's porridge, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the dark temple gate.

After a while, five soaking sword-wielding women walked in quickly, four of them were dressed in white, only the young woman at the head, wearing a cyan dress, the clothes that were close to the skin outlined her perfect figure, and her pretty face was pale by the heavy rain, but there was a pitiful temperament, which made people feel pity.

The woman in front of her was very beautiful, everyone was shocked by her beauty, and even those women couldn't help but lose their minds.

"It's a member of the Five Elements Sect of the Tenth Rank Sect!" After a long time, a trembling voice sounded, waking everyone up.

The tenth-level sect, but the entire Qingzhou is at the pinnacle of the super faction! The masters in the sect are like clouds, and they all have the strength to crush the sixth-level sect if they pull out any one of them, and this Five Elements Sect has only risen for decades, so in such a short period of time, from an unknown sect, it is simply sensational to be promoted to a tenth-level sect, maybe it won't be long before the Five Elements Sect will become the first major sect in Qingzhou.

As soon as the woman in the green skirt entered the ruined temple, she coldly scanned the environment in the temple, and noticed that there was a peculiar smell in the temple, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Aunt Zhao!" A surprised voice came into everyone's ears, and Wang Fenghuang, who was taking care of Zhao Feixiang, stood up happily.

"Phoenix?" The woman in the blue dress turned her head to look at Wang Phoenix, frowned, and said, "Didn't you go on a mission with Xiang'er, why are you here?"

"Senior Brother Xiang...... He ......" Wang Fenghuang pointed to Zhao Feixiang, who was meditating on his knees, and said, "Senior Brother Xiang, in order to save people......"

Before she finished her words, Zhao Feixiang, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the woman in the green skirt, and shouted, "Auntie!"

Then he quickly got up and ran over ecstatically, with a face full of grievances: "Auntie, you have to be the master of Xiang'er!"

"Xiang'er, don't be afraid, my aunt is here. Zhao Ruoxian stared at Zhao Feixiang lovingly, reached out and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "Xiang'er, what happened?

"Yes Auntie!" Zhao Feixiang's eyes flashed with fierce light, gritted his teeth and pointed at Liu Xiu sharply: "Auntie, it's this guy......!