The peaks and peaks on Mount Jialan are like gatherings, stretching for thousands of miles, a magnificent temple is located on the highest peak of Lanruo, faintly seems to have a golden light, the whole sky is reflected into gold, the temple that can exude such a holy majesty, there is only one in the five continents, that is the Jialan Temple.

The inner hall of the Jialan Temple is solemn and magnificent, exuding a simple atmosphere, and several mortals in the front yard are bowing to the golden Buddha statue above the **, looking extremely pious.

In the hall of the middle courtyard, many monks are silently reciting scriptures in front of the Buddha statue, and the sound of Sanskrit singing is mixed with the sound of bells, drums, wooden fish, and the sound of hearing it makes people feel pure and detached.

The backyard of the temple is a verdant bamboo forest, which grows very densely, the sunlight cannot penetrate, it is slightly dark, and a pavilion can be seen for several miles along the sheep intestine path, and there is a plaque written with three big characters "Fahua Pavilion".

At this time, there were three old men sitting around the stone table, with a small stove on the side, boiling tea.

"......Boom" There was a sharp sound, and the tea in the tin pot boiled.

The three old men sat silently, motionless, as if they had not heard.

One of the old men was a bald monk, he was wearing a yellow monk's robe, a fiery red robe obliquely tied, his eyebrows and beards were all white, and it was difficult to distinguish them together, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and his eyes were fixed on the white gas spewing out of the spout of the tin pot, as if he was waiting for something.

"Alright. He said suddenly, suddenly reached out and lifted the tin pot, opened the lid of the purple clay pot and poured the tea into it, only two breaths to pour it full, and immediately closed the lid of the pot, all the actions were like flowing water, in one go.

The old man on the left hand side was wearing a gray and white Taoist robe, and his pale hair was randomly pulled into a Taoist bun and fixed with a wooden hairpin, which was actually the "crazy Taoist man" who had rescued Li Qianmo, he looked at the old monk's tea-making action and smiled: "Monk, your tea-making action is a lot more fluent, but this tea is not as good as before, and you can't smell a trace of aroma." ”

The old man on the right hand side was also dressed as a Taoist priest, but his clothes were much more elaborate than those of the mad Taoist, although his hair, eyebrows and beard were white and long, he was combed in a neat manner, he nodded after listening to the words of the mad Taoist, and agreed with his words.

The old monk smiled indifferently, poured two cups of tea and pushed them in front of them, and said: "This tea is called 'Rain Over the Clear Sky', and the two Tan Yue might as well point out one or two." ”

The crazy Taoist took a sip of the teacup, and said with a smile: "The taste, the Taoist priest can't taste it, but the title of this Tan Yue can be changed, the Taoist priest is very poor, he has no name, and there is nothing to give to you, you don't want the donor Tan Yue to scream." With that, Ha Luha laughed.

The old Taoist on the right also stroked his palms and laughed when he heard the words of the crazy Taoist, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I don't have anything to give to you, Taoist priests, everyone is a monk, so don't don't come to the donor, Tan Yue will go." ”

The old monk smiled and said: "The two of you are right, the monk doesn't call it that, just taste tea." ”

Jinyi Lao Dao took a sip of tea, his eyes suddenly lit up, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and sighed: "Guankong, although your tea is very light, not as fragrant as the previous tea, but it is extremely fresh, more and more ethereal rhyme, with tea view, it seems that your Taoism has reached a higher level." ”

It turned out that this inconspicuous old monk was actually the abbot of Jialan Temple, Guankong, one of the two famous monks of the five continents.

Guankong smiled and shook his head: "At a point like ours, if we can't become a true monarch, how can we go to the next level." ”

"Wrong, very wrong. The old man shook his head again and again.

Guan Bai raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what's wrong? ”

The old man pointed at the mad man and said slowly: "Do you think that the two of us will fight against the old mad Uncle Ling, who wins and who loses." ”

Guankong Heshi said: "Naturally, Uncle Ling wins." ”

The madman waved his hand and smiled lightly: "There are no outsiders here, don't ask my uncle to call me, I feel uncomfortable, or call me an old madman or a madman." ”

The Taoist priest nodded and said with a smile: "Since we are in the same realm of the Four Great Perfections of the Dao with the old madman, why are you and I not his opponents when we join forces, it can be seen that the gap between them is still very different. ”

Guankong pondered for a moment, felt that he was reasonable, and couldn't help but sigh continuously: "A hundred feet, a hundred feet." ”

Seeing him like this, the mad Taoist frowned and said, "Hey, look at your stubborn appearance, you can actually become a great monk, which really makes the Taoist priest so puzzled." ”

Guankong smiled and said: "Participating in the Buddha can not be wise enough, and you must not have a lack of Buddha's heart." ”

The madman wanted to debate with him, but seeing that he looked serious, he knew that this debate would be very boring, so he should stop talking.

The brocade robe old Taoist took another sip of tea, turned his head to face the madman, and said with a puzzled face: "Old madman, there are endless geniuses in the five continents, why did you choose that kid named Li Qianmo?"

The crazy Taoist laughed silently when he heard this, deliberately showing off his mystery.

Guankong suddenly said: "The old madman outwitted the heavenly opportunity, and he must have calculated the special features of Li Qianmo." ”

The crazy Taoist clapped his hands and laughed when he heard this: "Ha Luha, if you are clumsy, you can be preempted by Guankong this time, that's right, the Taoist priest really calculated all the advantages of Li Qianmo's kid and wanted to accept him as an apprentice." ”

It turned out that the brocade robe old Taoist was actually the head of Shushan, Xiao Ruozhuo, who was really a real person, and he and Taishan Beidou, who was known as the righteous way in Guankong, were extremely noble, but this crazy Taoist was not only free in front of them, but the two of them seemed to be very respectful to this crazy Taoist and did not dare to slack off at all, and the identity of this crazy Taoist was extremely mysterious.

Xiao Ruoclumb said in surprise: "Oh, what is he good at, can you tell me about it." ”

The madman smiled, and said with a mysterious face: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked, must not be leaked?"

Xiao Ruozhuo and Guankong were slightly disappointed when they heard this, and they all shook their heads with a wry smile and no longer asked.

The crazy Taoist smiled and said: "However, the Taoist priest can tell you that this Li Qianmo's fate can be described as many disasters and difficulties, and the Taoist priest I calculated it for him, just before stepping into the realm of Hedao, the road has been rugged all the way, he has treasured his crimes, and has made many enemies, and this road has been extremely difficult." ”

"Amitabha. Guankong clasped his hands together and showed compassion on his face, "He is only a Sanzang cultivator now, and he has attracted the pursuit of the major sects, since you have the heart to accept him as a disciple, why don't you point him out and let him avoid these disasters as soon as possible?"

The crazy Taoist waved his hand again and again, and sighed: "How did the Taoist priest not want to, but his fate is determined by heaven, if I point him out, it will inevitably change his fate, and then the heavenly dao will send disasters to the Taoist priest, if it involves the Pure Yang Palace, what kind of face do you ask the Taoist priest to face Lu Zu?"

Ruo smiled and asked, "If you save him like this, won't you change his fate?"

The mad Taoist suddenly looked solemn and said, "The Taoist priest exchanged three hundred years of longevity for three opportunities to help him, and the rest depends on his own creation." ”

Ruo Clumsy and Guankong were moved when they heard the words, if they opened and closed their mouths twice, they wanted to say something, but they didn't say it after all, they knew that this crazy Taoist had not lived much, and exchanged three hundred years of life for three chances to save people, this was simply an exchange of lives, so much courage made them secretly admire.

The three of them were silent for a moment, and then said clumsily: "Danchenzi has smashed the image talisman." ”

The madman was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Oh, they finally can't resist the temptation of the treasure, are they coming again, show it quickly." ”

Xiao Ruozhuo stretched out his fingers and swiped lightly, and runes appeared in the air, forming a suspended mirror, and many figures gradually appeared in the mirror, and what happened in this picture was exactly what happened in the place where Li Qianmo was.

On the barren mountain, Li Yunxiang pointed at Li Qianmo, and asked angrily: "Li Qianmo, let me ask you, He Xingyu, Han Jian, Qu Yuan, and them, as well as Hong Yun and Zhao Fei, a total of eight people, did you kill them?"

Li Qianmo snorted sideways, and said coldly: "They are dead, what do they have to do with me." ”

"You are still quibbling, He Xingyu and they went to chase you when they met you, and they also sent a sect signal, and then they died, Hong Yun and Zhao Fei died in the mountains and forests on the way to your house, and the bones of my body were shattered, who else could you do it!"

Li Qianmo snorted coldly and said, "What's the point of saying this now, what if you kill it, what if you don't kill it, will you still let me go!"

Li Yunxiang was about to question, and suddenly heard a white-clothed cultivator impatiently said: "Okay, okay, Li Yunxiang, I'll wait for your father-in-law to save face before you ask him a few words, you don't want to be endless, this little thief is right, what if he kills, what if he doesn't kill, anyway, he can't escape death today, and ask so many people what to do." ”

Li Yunxiang glanced back at the man, and saw that although his hair was pale, his skin was smooth and round, and he had a good look, and this person was a famous loose cultivator in Xiniu Hezhou, called Yang Lin.

This Yang Lin became a great sage master as early as a thousand years ago, his Xuan Gong was very powerful, and he was very famous in the cultivation world, Li Yunxiang didn't dare to offend such a master, so he stopped saying nothing at the moment, and retreated behind the three saints stupidly.

Yang Lin paced to the field, touched his smooth chin, and said with a smile: "The old man also knows that people don't say dark words, the old man is here for the treasure on this kid's body, I believe that all of you have the same intention as the old man." He narrowed his eyes and swept over the crowd.

Although everyone present said in their words and deeds that they wanted to snatch Li Qianmo's treasure, they didn't dare to say it in person.

After a while, I heard some Demon Dao monks nodding their heads one after another, and the righteous path monks and most of the loose cultivators either kept silent or flatly denied it.

"Okay, it's very good!" Yang Lin suddenly stroked his palm and laughed, and everyone was puzzled, not knowing what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Liu Kunyuan frowned, and said unhappily: "Yang Lin, what are you laughing at?"

Yang Lin clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The old man is happy, since you people are just here for revenge, you must not care about the treasure, how can the old man not be happy if he has so many competitors." ”

Yan Kunshan twisted his eyebrows and said loudly: "What kind of fart are you farting, which ear did you hear us say that you are not interested in this treasure?" Many righteous monks around him also asked loudly, including many great sages and masters.

Yang Lin still did not change his face in the face of so many people's questions, and said hesitantly: "Hey, the old man just asked, are you here for this treasure, you don't admit it at all, why don't you admit it now, people can be shameless, but they can't be so shameless." As he spoke, he looked at the crowd with a playful look on his face, and the noisy people were dumbfounded by his words.

Yang Lin suppressed everyone with a word, became more and more proud, clapped his palms, and said loudly: "Okay, since you are all here to take revenge, then go to the open space over there and wait, the old man will first take out the treasure and discuss the distribution method with the demon path and scattered cultivators, and this kid's life will be left to you to deal with." ”

"Yang Lin!" Liu Kunyuan drank coldly in a deep voice, his face full of frost, "You don't have to deceive people too much!"

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Where is the old man bullying people, I still hope to advise." He turned to the demon monks and said, "Everyone, where do you say that the old man is deceiving people, why didn't the old man himself notice it?"

The Demon Dao Monk naturally stood aside with Yang Lin, and when he heard this, he smiled and said, "No, when did Brother Yang deceive people, it was that Liu Lao'er who was talking nonsense." ”

Yang Lin felt even more confident when he received their support, and looked at the Three Saints of the Star Tower with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of provocation.

In the Fahua Pavilion on the mountain behind the Jialan Temple, the mad Taoist suddenly stood up and said with a displeased face: "This group of things who don't know whether they are alive or dead, it seems that the lessons given to them in the past two thousand years are not enough, and they don't have a long memory at all. ”

Xiao Ruozhuo got up and asked, "Do you want to go now?"

"What are you waiting for?" said the madman unpleasantly, "if I wait any longer, my future apprentice will be dismantled by them." ”