Li Zhen looked at this old man with empty eyes and an incomparably accessible heart, and felt a little shocked in his heart.

"I didn't expect that a blind man in this Qingfeng View is so powerful, and the Northwest Wolf Song Qing has no shortage of talents!" Li Zhen thought silently in his heart.

"We also wondered, how could we come across such a black and oppressive wolf? I've been there countless times, and I've never encountered a beast. Long Kun said suspiciously.

"Blind Master, why do you say that the Prison Wood Wasteland will not encounter wolves?" Song Yu heard the blind master's words just now, and his heart suddenly panicked, if there would be no wolves in the Prison Wood Wasteland, then where did this wolf pack come from.

"The Prison Wood Wasteland is a cursed place, any beast that enters it will never come out, whether it is a bird of prey in the air or a hundred beasts on land, without exception, no wolves have entered for hundreds of years, this time you said that you saw a wolf pack, if you are not lying, then it seems that the sky is really going to change!" The blind master raised his head, as if he saw the sun, moon and stars.

"Then we did encounter wolves, if you can't believe me, you can ask Ren Rui! Song Yu pulled Ren Rui to the blind master.

"No, you can get on with your business! After the blind master finished speaking, he frowned, leaned over and continued to clean the courtyard with his bamboo pole.

Don't underestimate his bamboo pole, wherever he swept it, the dust on the ground, the fallen leaves seemed to be tightly sucked by his bamboo pole, the bamboo pole was spotless, Li Zhenda admired the profound cultivation of this blind master in his heart.

"Let's go, let's ......" Song Yu saw that the blind teacher finally stopped pestering them, and hurriedly urged everyone to leave here.

"The Hidden Scripture Pavilion has arrived!" Song Yu said with a long sigh of relief, and he ran and hid along the way, for fear of being seen by the old man at home.

In the middle of the Zhenwu Hall to the Scripture Pavilion is a three-story small tower, called the Tushi Tower, and the old man is meditating in this tower, they don't want to touch this mold.

Song Yu panted and turned his head back, "What about the benefactor?"

Song Yu saw that there were only two wastes left behind him, Long Kun and Ren Rui, and hurriedly asked them.

"The benefactor is slow, let's wait here for a while, he will catch up in a while." Ren Rui turned his head back and gestured.

"What kind of fart are you farting, the benefactor has cultivated to the sky, he will be slower than you, a wasted person with two qi and blood?" Song Yu heard Ren Rui's words, and his first feeling was that something big was going to happen.

"That's right, this should also appear, I only know that the benefactor is following Ren Rui, and the others really don't know. "Long Kun and Song Yu have the most iron relationship, but the person he is most afraid of is still Song Yu, this benefactor did not take it well, lost in the Qingfeng Temple, if he let him bump into the old man, where can they get out of it, so he put the responsibility on Ren Rui.

"I thought the benefactor was still following you, so I didn't pay attention to it. Ren Rui said aggrievedly, he would never have the upper hand in front of Long Kun, even if he said the truth, he ran to Long Kun's side after saying that.

"No! If the benefactor gets lost and runs to the old man's side, it will be really troublesome. Song Yu hurriedly took Long Kun and Ren Rui and ran back.

"Childe, Childe!" Long Kun suddenly stopped Song Yu.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu said angrily.

"Childe, what are you looking for a benefactor? Even if he runs to the master's side, if you don't say it, I won't say it, who knows that the benefactor was brought in by us. Long Kun had a smug smile on his face.

"Are you stupid?" the old man asked, and the benefactor was not dumb, wouldn't he speak?" Song Yu patted the playmate with a brain like a pig.

"Say, who won't say, when the old man asks, let's not admit it, what can he do to us?" Long Kun spread his hands in front of him, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, we won't recognize him as our savior, will the old man ...... him," Song Yu said suspiciously.

"If that's the case, we'll have to pray for our benefactor. Long Kun clasped his hands together, learned the appearance of a Taoist priest chanting scriptures, and said curtly.

"Then we're not a thing, right? I can't do this to see my life-saving benefactor die!" Song Yu raised his head and glanced at Long Kun coldly and said.

"Then what do you say?" Long Kun saw that Song Yu couldn't do anything, and he couldn't do anything.

"Let's go to Tushi Tower to intercept Engong, as long as he doesn't go there, then there is nothing, Long Kun, you go to various places to find Engong, and after finding him, you will go to the Scripture Pavilion and wait for us." ”

"It's okay!" Long Kun nodded, looking for Li Zhen's figure everywhere.

There are three floors in total, the tower is not high, but each layer has a master of one top, Song Qing is obsessed with the Tao, unable to extricate himself, he will meditate on the top floor of this Tushi Tower for seven days every month, and several masters in the tower accompany him to meditate, what specific practice of the Heavenly Divine Law, Song Yu is not interested in this at all, and he never asks about these.

Song Yu and Ren Rui quietly approached the base of the tower, looking inside through the crack in the window, only to see an old Taoist priest holding the sky with his hands, exuding a colorful streamer on his body, the colored light kept rushing to the top, as if rushing into the second layer, his body kept rotating, and there seemed to be a merry-go-round sitting under his buttocks, looking bullish, and the ghost knew what he was doing.

"Childe, he ......" Ren Rui had never seen such a magical exercise, and couldn't help but want to ask, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, Song Yu tightly covered his mouth.

I saw Song Yu's head shaking like a rattle, staring at Ren Rui with a hideous face, he knew these old Taoist priests too well, even if they whispered quietly outside the house, they could hear it.

Once Song Yu scolded the Taoist priest here at the foot of the mountain, and he didn't know how to enjoy the fireworks in the world and other disrespectful words, which was heard by the viewer who was far away in the middle of the mountain, and even Song Qing respected three points.

Song Yu's great disrespect sin, after being heard by the master of the view, left him to meditate at the Qingfeng Temple for three days.

In those three days, Song Yu didn't eat meat, didn't drink alcohol, didn't play with women, he wanted to die, and on the fourth day, he had to leave no matter what, otherwise he would have to apologize for his sins with death, and the Lord let Song Yu go, and since then, he no longer dares to talk about the Taoist priests behind his back.

Song Yu looked at the Taoist priest with straight eyes, only to see that the old Taoist's head began to sweat incessantly, and his hands gradually trembled.

"Hey, this old way can't practice and go crazy, right? Why is he trembling?" Song Yu squinted his eyes and looked curiously towards the tower.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Song Yu and Ren Rui were peeking at each other, and they were suddenly shocked by the shock wave in the tower to five or six feet away. The doors and windows around the tower were all shattered by the strong impact of the tower.

More than one floor, the second and third floors, there were also violent explosions.

"The old man is still on the top of the tower!" Song Yu saw that the doors and windows at the top of the tower were also shattered into pieces, falling down with the wind, he was shocked in his heart, although Song Qing was strict with himself on weekdays, but after all, it was his own father! The feeling that blood is thicker than water is still there, Song Yu didn't care about the blood marks on his body, he struggled to stand up, and rushed towards the tower step by step.

Song Yu's eyes were full of anxiety, and he couldn't wait to fly to the top of the tower with long wings, and limp to the top of the tower.

Song Yu still came in this tower when he was a child, and it was once magnificent, carved beams and paintings, but now it was destroyed by this sudden explosion.

The top of the tower, which used to be able to run up in three or two steps, now seems to be as far away as the Nine Heavens.

There were two old Taoists on the second floor, and the situation was similar to that of the Taoist priest lying on the ground vomiting blood on the first floor, Song Yu glanced at them, and eagerly climbed towards the top of the tower.

"What's going on here?" Song Yu was very anxious, these Taoist priests were in his impression that they were omnipotent masters who flew to the heavens and escaped from the earth, and those worldly masters who cultivated to the heavens and reached ten thousand could not be compared with them, what happened today? Qi Shushu was seriously injured.

Finally, Song Yu climbed to the top of the tower, and at a glance he saw that the master of Qingfeng Temple was standing next to a pillar, which was at the corner of a staircase, and Song Yu could clearly see that there was already a huge crack on the thick pillar, as if it had been created by a heavy impact.