(a)

When Shen Yuan woke up again, he felt that his body was even weaker, and for a few days, the poison of the "Charming Bone" on his body had already flown up three times, and the Thorn of the Charming Bone had frozen his body faster and faster, and even the blood seemed to be about to coagulate! If it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the Yin and Cold Skill himself, coupled with his profound internal strength as the foundation, he would have been afraid that he would not be far from death. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing Shen Yuan wake up, Hua Fengwu was ecstatic, and his eyebrows showed joy: "Brother Shen, you finally woke up?"

Xie Xian'er's tears fell down in a gargle: "Big brother, don't you want to die, you still want to teach Xian'er medical skills?"

Shen Yuan smiled, but his expression was a little sad, and he said in a weak voice: "I'm fine! Xian'er can rest assured, when you arrive in Dragon City, I will teach you medical skills, okay?"

Xie Xian'er suddenly burst into tears and smiled, and nodded excitedly.

At this time, the "temple keeper" rickety old man walked over with a trembling body, his ugly face was full of gratitude, but his smile was extremely terrifying, so frightened that Xie Lan'er's body involuntarily hid behind Shen Yuan.

The rickety old man hoarsely voiced, and his voice trembled: "This young man, thank you for saving the old man's life?"

Shen Yuan had a look of guilt on his face, and said with a smile: "The old man is not polite, why worry about it? And it is all the juniors who make the seniors suffer, and I am really ashamed in my heart!"

The rickety old man said hoarsely: "The morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk, and the old man is now a person who has half his body in the ground, living a precarious life, and he is so tired that the young man relapses into a serious illness in order to save the old man, and the old man is really uncomfortable?"

Shen Yuan stretched out his hand and put it on the thin arm of the rickety old man, and said softly: "The residual poison of the predecessors has been eliminated, but the body has been invaded by poisonous injuries, and the meridians are somewhat damaged.

Hua Fengwu said: "Yes! There is no village in front of this temple, and there is no store in the back, you should go to Longcheng with us! And maybe that group of people will make a comeback, if they see that the predecessors are not dead, I am afraid that it will cause trouble again?"

The rickety old man looked stunned, and he couldn't speak.

Xie Wuchen said in a deep voice: "Old brother, don't shirk, if you don't leave here, the children won't be at ease with you! Why don't you heal your injuries first, and then go back to the temple?"

The rickety old man said gratefully, "Thank you!"

Zhuo Bufan rushed over, stretched out his hand and threw Shen Yuan's package on him, pouting: "You guy, you can't imagine that you are still a rich man?" sat down, turned sideways and said to the rickety old man: "Senior, who are you? Why do you want to guard this temple? Is there any treasure in this temple, hehe...... Let's learn a long time!"

Shen Yuan scolded with a smile: "You guy is too whimsical, how can there be so many treasures in the world?" stretched out his hand to tie the package tightly, but revealed a flute with a whole body of green jade, the body of the flute is made of precious jade, I don't know why the jade is dyed with a trace of blood, inlaid with many pearls and gems, the tail of the arrow is actually a golden spike made of gold wire, and the flute spike fluttering in the wind faintly shows a picture, Zhuo Bufan's eyes are quick, he reached out and took out the flute, and said in surprise: " Ah Feng, have you noticed that the picture on this flute is very similar to that 'Death Owl'?"

The rickety old man was pondering and meditating, not knowing how to answer Zhuo Bufan's words, when he heard Zhuo Bufan's exclamation, his eyes looked at the flute, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with a panicked light.

Xie Xian'er stepped forward, her eyes showing surprise: "Really, big brother, where did you get this flute?"

"I'll see, I'll see. Zhu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to snatch the flute, opened his eyes wide, and said, "It's really the 'Death Owl' coconut!"

Zhuo Bufan snatched back the flute and scolded: "Dead fat man, what are you robbing? Can you afford to pay for the robbery?"

Shen Yuan was stunned, and remembered that his uncle was not a member of the 'Xuanjiao', and this flute was a sacred relic of the 'Lower Xuanmen'? Could it be that this temple was really related to the 'Xuanjiao'? 'Xuanjiao' really had a holy beast - the 'Death Owl'?

The rickety old man's eyes stared at the flute, his expression was already a little excited, frightened, uneasy, and panicked, his face changed again and again, and he asked hoarsely: "May I ask Shen Shaoxia, where did you come from this flute?"

Shen Yuan stuffed the flute into the package and said with a smile: "This flute was given to me by an elder." ”

The rickety old man's figure stood up, and his eyes showed a fierce meaning: "Who are you?

Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and found that there was something wrong with the expression of the temple keeper, and his tone was extremely excited and weird, and he asked rhetorically: "Who are you?

The rickety old man's face changed, his tone became extremely hurried, his eyes had become extremely sharp, and he suddenly reached out and clasped Shen Yuan's arm, and his emotions had become incoherent: "Are you sent by them?"

Xie Xian'er was so frightened that she panicked and screamed: "How can you take revenge, why can you treat your big brother like this, your life is still saved by your big brother?"

The ugly face of the rickety old man became even more hideous and terrifying, and his eyes stared at him fiercely: "Answer me quickly, are you a member of the Xuanjiao?"

Shen Yuan still let him clasp his hand without changing his face, and said calmly: "I'm not from the Xuanjiao?"

The rickety old man stared at him coldly with disbelieving eyes, and his voice was already a little excited and crazy: "You lie? If you are not a member of the Xuanjiao, how can you have the holy relics of the Xuanjiao in your hands?"

Shen Yuan coughed lightly, still with a smile on his face: "The reason why I have this flute is because it was given to me by an elder before he died, and I didn't know it was a holy relic?"

Zhuo Bufan was anxious on the side: "Can I prove that Ah Feng is not from the Xuanjiao, we are friends from childhood to adulthood?"

The rickety old man's eyes suddenly eclipsed, let go of Shen Yuan's hand, and picked up the flute with a trembling hand, finger crust and bones, without a little blood, and gently stroked it, as if stroking his own child, his eyes were full of kindness: "Xuanjiao has three treasures: one living thing and two dead things. The living thing is the 'holy beast owl', and the dead thing is the 'golden sword' and the 'blood flute'. When the sect leader died, the Xuanjiao sect was divided into two, with Luo Jintian and Chen Ruoan as the leaders of the battle for the sect leader, and the two sides started a cannibalistic battle, but Luo Jintian was defeated and fell into the dust. Luo Jintian was not convinced, and in a fit of anger, he stole the sacred relic 'Golden Sword' of the Xuanjiao Sect and the supreme divine skill 'Xuanyin Secret Recipe' cultivated by the sect masters of the past dynasties and came to the Central Plains, but because of this, he affected the disciples who guarded the holy relics, and I was one of them. Thinking back then, the old man's expression was a little frightened and panicked, his lips moved, and his body trembled violently: "Alas, this 'blood flute' has become the only holy relic of the 'Xuanjiao', and it must also be Chen Ruoan's personal weapon, who are you, and why did he give it to you?"

Shen Yuan's expression became cold: "I don't know who Chen Ruoan is, I only know that an elder gave me this flute before he died?"

The empty eyes of the rickety old man burst into a fierce light: "Impossible? This is absolutely impossible? Chen Ruoan's martial arts are the strongest person in the Xuan Sect except for Sect Master Luo, I don't believe you can kill him......? What despicable means did you use to kill him, you despicable and shameless villain, I will kill you!"

As soon as the word "I" was spit out, the old man had turned his flute into a sword, like a mountain and a sea, whistling, stabbing at Shen Yuan, catching Hua Fengwu and everyone off guard, they were all immersed in the secrets of Xuanjiao, but they didn't expect that the old man would actually make a move on Shen Yuan in anger?

The first to feel the psychology of the rickety old man was not Xie Wuchen, but Shen Yuan, the rickety old man changed from horror and panic to disbelief and anger, and then a murderous machine shot out, the flute in his hand had stabbed Shen Yuan, fast, ruthless, and poisonous, Shen Yuan was killing the rickety old man together, but his right hand grabbed the scabbard beside Xie Lan'er like lightning, "Zheng" With a bang, a sharp and dazzling silver glow of light fell from the distant ethereal sky, and Shen Yuan's whole body suddenly filled with a cold and cold aura at this time, evil and cold, full of murderous aura, and the two sides were at a stalemate for a while. Shen Yuan's expression was indifferent, there was a little weakness at this time, only the eyes of the rickety old man showed a look of horror, the hand holding the flute trembled violently, and his voice was incoherent with excitement: "You ......"

Shen Yuan looked at it coldly, and a cold air filled his eyes: "Since I can save you, I can naturally kill you, Shen will not show mercy to his subordinates because you are injured?"

Shen Yuan's sudden strong strength and murderous aura surprised the people in the temple, they all knew that Shen Yuan's martial arts might be very high, but they couldn't believe that he was so high, and a cold murderous aura permeated out, and the compelling murderous aura was mixed with a terrifying bloody aura, which made people panic in their hearts.

(b)

Suddenly, Xie Wuchen's eyes opened, and he looked at the small door outside the temple, as if he felt something and wanted to see it through. Hua Fengwu's eyes finally had a luster, and they jumped up, and a fierce color shot out of his eyes, and Huo Ran stood up.

Outside the door, a familiar fragrant breeze blew in, followed by a crisp, pleasant and delicate voice: "Sister Du, come in, it's windy outside?"

Then a group of people came in from outside, and it was the mother and son of the mother and son of the owner of the 'Tianlong Village' who they met in the 'Bafang Inn' and the girl Du Juan of the 'Dafengling'. Old Maitreya jumped in first, a pair of essences shot around, and said in surprise: "Hey, why are you little ghosts?"

Zhu Xiaotian snorted unhappily: "We are not little ghosts, you are old ghosts?"

Old Maitreya turned around with a grin, turned to Hua Fengwu's side in the blink of an eye, glanced at Shen Yuan, and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, we meet again?"

Gai Tianjiao said drippingly: "Master Maitreya, how many times have I said it, he is not Xiaofeng, why can't you remember?"

Old Maitreya was unhappy, and shook his body like a child: "I like to call him Xiaofeng, can you manage it?"

Gai Tianjiao was speechless for a moment, and her beautiful eyes looked around and said, "Hey, you should have arrived in Dragon City early, why are you still staying here to shelter from the rain?"

Zhu Xiaotian said with a sad face: "Who doesn't want to go to Longcheng early to eat and drink spicy food, we were chased here by a group of flies? It's a pity that we can't eat and sleep well, and even the carriage has been damaged by those hateful flies!"

Zhuo Bufan said disdainfully: "It's okay for you to say less, don't talk about yourself so useless? I'm not afraid of those flies? They dare to come, Young Master Zhuo slashed them one by one, and sent them on the road cleanly." ”

Zhu Xiaotian shook his chubby body, stretched out his hand and slapped Zhuo Bufan: "Don't brag here, if it weren't for Hua Daxia, you would have been cut into pieces by that group of flies?"

Zhuo Bufan fought back without showing weakness: "At least I shot to fight flies, isn't it like someone hiding behind Miss Ouyang and shivering?

Zhu Xiaotian's fat face turned red, and he didn't know what to say?

Xie Xian'er jumped over and said with a smile: "Two beautiful sisters, hello! My name is Xie Xian'er." ”

Zhu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Little sister Xian'er, you really look like a little fairy!"

Xie Xian'er pouted and shook her head: "I don't like you, who told you not to grill fish for me?"

Zhu Xiaotian's face suddenly turned red, and Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but gloat.

Old Maitreya grinned, his eyes wandering around: "There are flies there, my old man likes to hunt flies the most?"

Huan'er's eyes turned curiously, and she asked delicately: "Grandpa Maitreya, where are the flies, Huan'er will help you fight?"

Gai Tianjiao gently stroked Huan'er's head and said softly: "Huan'er, Grandpa Maitreya is talking and playing." ”

Huo Ran, the flute in the hands of the rickety old man suddenly roared and thrown, the flute sound was sharp and piercing, leaping down in the air, the rickety old man had rushed to the door of the temple, his thin hand grabbed a child, it was Gai Tianjiao's son Huan'er, Huan'er was frightened by the ugly face and hideous expression of the rickety old man and cried, but Shen Yuan's sword had already flown in the air, suddenly advancing from the void, stabbing at the rickety old man quickly and ruthlessly, the voice was cold and terrifying: "Do you want to find death?"

Looking at the sword light that fell in the sky, hearing Shen Yuan's cold voice in his ears, Gai Tianjiao's heart almost fainted, and a pain from his body and mind permeated him, but he forgot Huan'er's safety, where did he stay in a daze?

The rickety old man glanced at Shen Yuan lightly, and his eyes revealed a complex and strange light: "Offended...... Alas, the sect leader ...... "stretched out his hand and pushed Huan'er out, and the person had already fluttered out like a flying swallow, and disappeared without a trace in an instant."

Looking at the figure of the old man leaving, Shen Yuan did not chase out, but meditated on the name of the old man leaving in his eyes, and thought, "Did he recognize my swordsmanship?"

Old Maitreya hugged Huan'er in his arms painfully, and his concern suddenly rose: "Huan'er, it's okay!"

Tears rolled down Huan'er's face, and she cried aggrievedly: "Grandpa Maitreya...... Woohoo......"

Du Juan stretched out her hand and shook Gai Tianjiao's sluggish body, and hurriedly said, "Sister Tianjiao, why are you? Are you frightened? Isn't Huan'er fine, don't you worry too much?"

Gai Tianjiao's delicate face was pale and colorless at this time, and his eyes stared at Shen Yuan sluggishly, which made Shen Yuan feel creepy, and his body involuntarily retreated.

Gai Tianjiao's eyes burst into a fierce color, and she asked, "Who are you, and do you have any other names besides Long Fei and Shen Chunfeng?"

Zhu Xiaotian's gaze shifted from Gai Tianjiao to Shen Yuan's body, and said in surprise: "No, there is also a story that they have to tell between them?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned even more strangely: "Does Ah Feng have many names, what does he want to do?"

Zhu Xiaotian gave him a roll of his eyes, and said unceremoniously: "You idiot? Of course you're looking for your sister! You didn't hear that fairy Yan Baixue call him Long Fei, I don't know what his name was when he met Mrs. Gai?" After speaking, his eyes couldn't help but flow with fascination: "Shen Chunfeng is really amazing, change your name to find a different sister, hehe, should I give it a try?"

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him with contempt: "Even if you change countless names, you can't change your two-colored eyes and bucket-thick figure?"

Zhu Xiaotian wilted, suddenly looked depressed, and tilted his head to the side.

Gai Tianjiao stared at Shen Yuan coldly, and shouted excitedly: "Do you think that after changing your appearance, I won't recognize you?"

Shen Yuan's expression was stunned for a while, he didn't know how to face Gai Tianjiao, he had always felt a little guilty about her in his heart.

Gai Tianjiao ignored everyone's strange eyes, and shouted angrily: "You bastard, your own woman was snatched away by others, why are you angry with me? Did I offend you? Ah...... Why are you doing this to me, you say......" Gai Tianjiao's voice became higher and higher, and she roared out heartbreakingly.

Shen Yuan lowered his head at this time, like a child doing bad things, he didn't say a word, and said loudly: "Miss Gai, I'......m sorry?"

Gai Tianjiao grabbed the placket of his clothes with both hands and laughed heartily: "Do you think that saying sorry is over? Do you think that saying sorry can make up for the harm you have done to me?"

Old Maitreya shook his body and supported Gai Tianjiao: "Jiaojiao, what's going on? When did Xiaofeng hurt you?"

Gai Tianjiao stared at Shen Yuan angrily, her silver teeth bit her lips fiercely, a little blood oozed from her lips, she pushed Shen Yuan away with both hands, turned her head and ran: "Master Maitreya, let's go, I don't want to see this person again?"

Old Maitreya looked at Shen Yuan strangely, and asked abruptly, "Aren't you really Xiaofeng?"

Shen Yuan sighed softly: "Old Maitreya, I'm Xiaofeng, I'm sorry?"

Old Maitreya jumped up with joy: "I knew that Old Maitreya's eyes would not be wrong, you are really Xiaofeng? Xiaofeng, is your mother okay? If it wasn't for your mother insisting on taking you away, we would have become a family long ago?"

Shen Yuan lowered his head sadly: "Old Maitreya, my mother is ...... She died three years ago! I'm sorry, my mother just didn't want me to be a robber for the rest of my life?"

Old Maitreya scratched his gray hair unhappily, and said in annoyance: "Alas, why did such a good girl go like this, it's a pity!"

Shen Yuan bowed respectfully to Old Maitreya: "Old Maitreya, I'm sorry for Tianjiao, please help me take good care of her." ”

Old Maitreya asked in wonder, "Xiaofeng, what's going on?"

Shen Yuan smiled bitterly: "Xiao Feng can't open his mouth about this matter, I'm really sorry?"

Old Maitreya took Huan'er by the hand and shook her gray hair: "Xiaofeng, will you go to the 'Tianlong Village' to meet the scholars in the future!

Shen Yuan looked at their figures, and his heart was sour: "If I still have my life, I will definitely go to see you?" I don't know what happened to Uncle Ru, Uncle Daoist, and Aunt Hua?"

He fell to his knees, his face covered with tears.