The three of them chewed slowly and finished their meal, and Junci ate five vegetable buns and drank a bowl of spiritual porridge. ◢ With *Dream ◢ Xiao *.lā Jueyuan ate a little more, ate seven vegetable buns, and drank two bowls of spiritual porridge. It seems that these specially made spiritual meals of the Heavenly Buddha Sect are particularly easy to fill their stomachs, and the scene of the two of them imagining eating the Empty Heavenly Buddha Sect did not appear.

At Jueyuan's repeated requests, Jueren arranged the two of them in a guest room, and hurriedly explained some matters to be paid attention to, and then went back to Wuxiang to resume his life.

"It's so comfortable here. Jueyuan lay lazily on the soft wooden bed, and his heart was full of satisfaction that he had food to eat and a quilt to cover.

Finding that no one answered, Jueyuan got up from the bed with a bone, but found Junci sitting at the tea table in the living room looking at the old oil lamp in a daze, his brows furrowed.

"Big brother, do you have something on your mind?" Jueyuan walked over and poured Jun Ci a cup of boiling tea.

"Jueyuan, are you interested in listening to me tell a story?" Junci looked at Jueyuan, who was not in the depths of the world, and his eyes were a little deep.

As soon as Jueyuan heard someone telling a story, he suddenly came to his senses, sat up straight, and his eyes lit up.

Jun Ci showed a look of memory in his eyes, and talked about Long Yan's tragic life.

"I didn't expect this dragon senior's life to be so sad, what can I do for him?" Jueyuan, who was filled with righteous indignation, naturally understood the meaning of Junci's story.

"You don't have to do anything, you just need to lend me your jade pendant. Junci smiled slyly, as if everything was already in order.

"Big brother, have you already figured out a way to deal with Zheng Yuchun?" Jueyuan was taken aback, he didn't expect Junci to come up with a way to deal with Chaoyangmen in such a short time.

"If nothing else, there shouldn't be any major problems. Jun Ci nodded, and quickly went through the plan in his mind.

Jueyuan scratched his head curiously, revealing a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

Jun Ci saw Jueyuan's hesitant appearance, he didn't understand what he was thinking, and he didn't pretend to be mysterious, and directly explained his plan to him. For this righteous brother, he trusts from the bottom of his heart.

"Is this good? Won't it hurt the innocent?" said Jueyuan after listening to Junci's plan.

"How can a young sect master who is about to be disabled because he was knocked to the ground by someone be called innocent?" Jun Ci raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Thinking of Zheng Zhongtian's ruthlessness, Jueyuan couldn't help but be speechless.

After a long time, Jueyuan's gaze gradually became firm, as if he had made up his mind in his heart.

"When is Big Brother going to do it?"

"Tonight. Jun Ci looked through the window at the mist-shrouded Scripture Pavilion.

"I'll go with you. After saying this, Jueyuan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.

"No!" Jun Ci frowned, and vetoed without thinking about it.

"But big brother... "Jueyuan still wants to fight for it.

Jun Ci raised his hand to interrupt Jueyuan's words, saw his stubborn eyes, sighed and said: "When you first enter the Heavenly Buddha Sect, you should walk on thin ice, step by step, and leave a good impression on everyone. If I hadn't been anxious to get justice for Uncle Long, I wouldn't have borrowed your jade pendant. ”

Seeing that Junci had made up his mind, Jueyuan lowered his head silently, although he seemed to have no scheming, he was actually wise and foolish. The righteous brother is unwilling to let him easily get into danger, and still less is he willing to let him do things against his will, how can he not see it? Sometimes between brothers, a look or a word is already tacit.

In the middle of the night, the dark clouds in the sky obscured the bright full moon, plunging the silent Heavenly Buddha Sect into darkness.

Jun Ci, who had been lurking in the grass for a long time, wore a night robe, like a wild goose, and crossed the gate of the Scripture Pavilion under the cover of night.

Finding that there was no trigger mechanism, Junci breathed a sigh of relief, and after identifying the direction, he quickly ran towards the direction of the ninth floor.

At this time, outside Zheng Zhongtian's residence, he hid under the window and scolded his mother in his heart.

Twenty full minutes had passed, and Zheng Zhongtian and his Dharma Protector were still chattering there, showing no sign of stopping.

"Young Master, do you say that Master Wuxiang will agree to exchange the Buddha Treasure for the reincarnation of the Heavenly Buddha?"

"Don't worry, grandpa has no last resort, this Buddha treasure is very important to the Heavenly Buddha Sect, and the old bald donkey will definitely agree. Zheng Zhongtian was playing with a string of shiny golden Buddha beads in his hand, full of confidence.

"It would be great if that was the case, we could go back to our lives. When the brown-clothed protector heard the young master say this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Who said that we will return to Chaoyangmen when we get the reincarnation of the Heavenly Buddha?" Zheng Zhongtian sneered: "The two stinky boys I met in the dining hall today made me lose face, and I didn't break their bones and ashes, and it was difficult to understand the hatred in my heart. ”

"But the old master went mad, and he was anxiously waiting to learn from the essence of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Buddha** to rebuild it, and time waits for no one. The brown-clothed protector didn't want to make extraneous branches, so he persuaded bitterly.

That's just the old man's statement to confuse the outside world, in fact, it's just that he feels that his life is at the end of his life and wants to change his young body. Zheng Zhongtian sneered and told the truth.

"What is the young master going to do?" The corners of the brown-clothed protector's eyes twitched, when the grandson didn't care about the life or death of his grandfather, he was a subordinate, so why bother with it.

Seeing that the Yuan Infant Monk sent by his grandfather to protect him finally opened his mind, Zheng Zhongtian said proudly: "That bald boy has been accepted as a disciple by the old bald donkey of Wuxiang, and it is inconvenient to move him now, but his nominal brother is different, we have obtained the reincarnation of the Heavenly Buddha ** and ambushed at the foot of the mountain, thinking that it is impossible for him to stay in the Heavenly Buddha Sect for a long time, and when the time comes, we will take advantage of his unpreparedness to sneak attack him, just kill people and seize the treasure." ”

"The young master is wise. Although the brown-clothed protector was very disdainful of such inferior methods, he still slapped a sycophant against his will.

Seeing that the most unruly protector in the door was impressed by his own scheme, Zheng Zhongtian laughed and said, "Okay, you have worked hard today, go back to the room to rest first." ”

Hearing that the nonsense of the two finally came to an end, Ji who was hiding outside the window finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after making sure that there was only Zheng Zhongtian's breath in the room, he deliberately stepped on a dead branch under his feet.

"Who is it?" Zheng Zhongtian, who was about to go to bed, heard the movement outside the window, and his face changed. If the conversation just now is heard, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Seeing that no one answered, Zheng Zhongtian turned into a streamer and broke open the window, and vaguely saw weeds swaying back and forth in the trees in the distance.

"Want to run?" Zheng Zhongtian sneered and chased after him.

On the other side, Junci, who had successfully obtained the reincarnation of the Heavenly Buddha**, inadvertently glanced at King Ming's anger on the desk because of the corner of his eye, and he was like a demon, and he couldn't move his footsteps anymore.

As if receiving some kind of call, Jun Ci unconsciously walked towards the desk where King Ming's anger was placed, and just as Jun Ci's right hand was about to touch the golden cover, the word came from the pole in the sea of knowledge that the time was ripe.

Jun Ci showed a hint of struggle on his face, but he immediately calmed down, and decisively jumped down from the nine-story tower, and quickly swept towards Zheng Zhongtian's residence.

Almost the moment Junci's figure passed through the window, a rapid alarm suddenly sounded from behind him.

Seeing the lights of thousands of homes burning in the distance, Junci's pupils contracted, and the Phantom Wizard launched with all its strength, turning into a faint green smoke in the air, and instantly swept out thousands of meters.

Rushing to Zheng Zhongtian's residence non-stop, seeing that the room was empty, Junci breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly hid the Heavenly Buddha Reincarnation ** in his hand under the bedding in the bedroom.

Just as Junci was about to finish his work and was about to turn around and leave, the closed door suddenly 'creaked' and was pushed open from the outside.