In the bamboo forest, Zhao Zhijing, who came back to his senses, was dressed in a white robe, and he returned to his former indifference and the arrogance that was hidden under the indifference and defied heaven and earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info If ordinary people are like him, then they don't know what to do, sit in the well and watch the sky, and seek their own death, but Zhao Zhijing is different, because his cultivation is rare in the world, and the power in his hands is just like the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master, his arrogance will not make people feel unhappy, and some are just a kind of jealousy and respect from the heart.

From the bamboo forest, feeling the wisps of breeze in it, Zhao Zhijing strode out, and suddenly his ruddy face flashed a thick paleness, as if the power in his body suddenly disappeared in an instant, and he, a top master, turned into an ordinary person without any cultivation.

Restraining the different colors on his face, Zhao Zhijing slowly walked out step by step, and while walking, the true qi in his body slowly flowed, like a trickle, smoothing out the heat and stinging pain in the meridians. Sensing a slight relief, he muttered to himself as he walked: "Cultivation really can't tolerate a trace of carelessness, no wonder no one has ever cultivated in someone else's home like me, if someone sneaks up at this moment, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

His eyes swept over the green bamboos, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "No wonder everyone in the rivers and lakes needs to retreat, and there are also people to protect the Fa." This is to protect the person from the outside world, and the Dharma protector is also to protect the person in retreat from the slightest danger from the outside world. Today, I'm still careless, and I'll explain it in this peach blossom island a few days if I'm a little careless. ”

After breakfast, several people in the Jicui Pavilion sat around, put down the teacup in their hands, Zhao Zhijing's bright eyes looked at Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in a cyan robe, and slowly spoke: "The seniors have been bothering for a few days, and today I will say goodbye." It's just that there is a sentence in the next sentence that I don't know whether to say or not?"

Huang Yaoshi, those bright eyes were slightly closed, and when he heard Zhao Zhijing's words, he suddenly flickered, and since that day he knew that Guo Jing's "Nine Yin True Scripture" was taught by the old naughty boy Zhou Botong. Huang Yaoshi already knew that he couldn't hide that he imprisoned Zhou Botong in this Peach Blossom Island. I heard that Zhao Zhijing had this question today, even if he didn't answer, he would ask if he wanted to.

Just when Huang Yaoshi's thoughts continued, Zhao Zhijing slowly spoke: "Senior! Zai is the head of the three generations of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, naturally he can't watch the elders of the sect being imprisoned by others, and if he leaves today, he will take Uncle Zhou away from Peach Blossom Island, and I hope that my seniors will agree." ”

When the words fell, Zhao Zhijing's eyes did not have a trace of abnormality, and he still calmly looked at Huang Yaoshi who was only opposite the stone table, although others could not feel it, but Huang Yaoshi, who was stared at by this gaze, vaguely felt that there was a trace of coldness in this calm gaze, it was a kind of killing coldness, only at this time he did not agree, and Zhao Zhijing would not hesitate to make a move if he wanted to.

At this moment, although there were a lot of people in the Jicui Pavilion, it became silent, and a depressing aura spread at this moment, if it was according to Huang Yaoshi's style of doing things in the past, he had already made a move at this time, and he could not tolerate a trace of provocation against him. But although Huang Yaoshi is an Eastern Evil, he is not a reckless man who doesn't care about anything. Since that night and Hong Qigong felt Zhao Zhijing's power, he clearly knew in his heart that he would not be his opponent.

At this moment, Hong Qigong, who was on the side, swallowed the wine in his cup into his stomach in one gulp, laughed and broke this oppressive breath, and said with a smile on his face: "You are all talking about Zhou Botong, where is Zhou Botong?" Hong Qigong, who turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi, suddenly asked, "Do you know the old evil?"

At this moment, Huang Yaoshi knew that he couldn't hide it, and at this time, he didn't know that Zhao Zhijing had already met Zhou Botong. A trace of bitterness flashed on his face, but he regained his original arrogance and said, "That old urchin has been imprisoned by his brother for fifteen years on Peach Blossom Island. ”

As soon as these words came out, except for a few people who knew about it, Hong Qigong and Li Mochou were all taken aback, and Hong Qigong, who was about to be in the vermilion gourd, frowned slightly, and slowly said: "The old evil really knows how to joke. Hearing this, Huang Yaoshi didn't talk. One finger led the way, and he stepped up his feet to climb like a fly, and pierced into the bamboo forest. Hong Qigong carried Guo Jing in his left hand and Huang Rong in his right hand, and Zhao Zhijing also held Li Mochou's arm with one hand.

Huang Yaoshi saw from a distance that there was no one in the cave, and he whispered: "Huh!" His body fluttered up lightly, as if he was in the void, and he had jumped to the entrance of the cave in a few ups and downs. As soon as his left foot touched the ground, he suddenly felt a light step on the ground. He did not panic when he encountered a sudden change, his right foot kicked in the air, his body had taken advantage of the momentum to jump up, and when he fell, his left foot was a little bit on the ground, but he didn't know that the landing place was still a hollow.

At this time, there was no strength under his feet, and he pulled out the jade flute from the collar with his backhand, and propped himself up on the wall of the cave, shooting it backwards like an arrow. Pulling the flute to support the wall and jumping backwards reflexively is only a matter of a moment. Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng applauded in unison when they saw that he was in good shape, but they heard a "wave" and saw that Huang Yaoshi's feet had fallen into a deep hole outside the cave. As soon as he felt that his feet were wet, soft and greasy, his feet had touched the ground, his toes were slightly strong, and his body jumped in the air, and he saw that Hong Qigong and the others had walked to the front of the cave, but there was no abnormality, so he fell beside his daughter, and suddenly felt the smell rushing to his nose, and when he looked down, his feet and shoes were covered with feces.

Everyone on the side was immediately very surprised, thinking that with the high strength of Huang Yaoshi's martial arts, how could he fall into the way of others?

Huang Yaoshi was so angry that he broke a branch and tried the truth in the ground, knocking everything except for the three holes he had fallen into. Obviously, Zhou Botong expected that when he ran to the hole, he would fall into the first hole, and he expected that he would not be able to leap inward in the first hole, so he dug a second hole in the hole; Huang Yaoshi walked into the cave and looked around, except for a few clay pots and bowls, there was nothing else in the cave, and a few lines of words were vaguely written on the cave wall.

Everyone stepped forward to take a closer look, only to see that the cave wall was engraved with sharp words: "Huang Laoxi, I broke your legs for you, and I have been locked up here for fifteen years, and I should have broken your legs to export evil anger." Later, I thought about it, and I forgot about it. Serve a pile of dung, a few cans of stinky urine, please, please, please......"

Under the words "please, please", a leaf was glued, and the words underneath were obscured. Huang Yaoshi stretched out his hand to pick up the leaves, but when he saw a thin thread attached to the leaves, he pulled them casually, and suddenly heard the sound of a horn above his head, and immediately woke up and hurriedly jumped to the left. How do you know that the ping-pong was loud, and several clay pots fell on the top of the cave on the left and right at the same time, some fell on Huang Yaoshi's body, and some fell to the ground, full of stinky urine. (To be continued.) )