"Exactly, Shen Feng's cultivation is profound, and his words are broken, which is exactly what Poor Dao thinks in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe rights and wrongs of this world have long been defined, so why say more" The white-clothed Taoist priest originally wanted to show his face in front of the passage of the world, but he didn't think about it, but he was speechless for a mortal, and when Shen Luoyan spoke up, he wanted to echo and save some face.

I didn't think that the fortune teller listened to it, and smiled faintly, bowed to the white-clothed Taoist priest and said: "The Taoist master really has a deep cultivation, in the past, the foolish people once saw a plant in the clouds, born like the sun, when the sun rises in the east, it will face the east, and when the sun sets, it will face the sunset, and follow the sun all his life, and he will be vigorous and vigorous, and he will never compromise with the darkness. The foolish people feel that the Taoist chief is like that plant, and he must be under the blue sky, with a righteous spirit, to eliminate demons and defend the Tao, to protect the people of the world, and to be a model of the righteous path. ”

The white-clothed Taoist priest smiled and held his beard, and was proud of the worship of the mortals in his heart, but he didn't expect that someone behind him laughed out loud at this time.

The white-clothed Taoist priest turned his head to look, but it was a ten-year-old Taoist boy behind him, he frowned, and said in a low voice: "Why are you laughing in such a scene?"

The little Taoist boy was seeing the world for the first time, and when he saw the white-clothed Taoist priest asking him, he replied: "Uncle Shi, he said that you are like the sun-facing plant, following the sun and turning, isn't that not looking at people's faces all day long, and you will go wherever people want you to go?"

The child's voice is crisp, although it is not big, but the people around him can really hear it, doesn't this mean that the white-clothed Taoist priest picks up the wild goose tooth spike, but also means that the sect where he is located, all look at the three major sects in the world and act. I don't know who took the lead, but I couldn't help laughing, and I laughed a lot.

The white-clothed Taoist priest is the head of a faction, and today he wanted to fight for his faction in front of his fellow Taoists in the world, but he didn't think about it, but he fooled the people left and right, lost face, and became angry, and shouted to the fortune teller: "You ......"

Before he could speak, the fortune teller bowed again and said loudly: "Today, the foolish people are fortunate to be able to talk about the way of heaven with all the immortals here, which is really a blessing that the above ten lifetimes have cultivated. Today, even though the foolish people know that people are small and cannot do it, they must seek justice for others. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an "uproar" in the field, and everyone thought that something had happened, and they didn't know who he had made a grudge with. Although everyone cultivates, jumps out of the five elements, and has little contact with the world, they still have an inextricable relationship with the world, and no one dares to guarantee that they will not leave some grievances when they walk in China.

"Who are you going to ask for justice?" while everyone was guessing, the white-clothed Taoist priest shouted. He was originally fooled by the fortune teller, but now he was so angry that he no longer cared about the identity of the cultivator, and directly scolded him.

The fortune teller glanced at the white-clothed Taoist priest and said, "It is to ask the Taoist chief for justice." ”

Everyone said "oh" in their hearts, thinking that it was no wonder that Fang was like this, it turned out that he wanted to seek revenge. The white-clothed Taoist priest obviously didn't expect him to say himself, but he was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Find me to ask for justice, poor Dao and you don't know each other." ”

The fortune teller shook his head and said, "No, it's not that the foolish people have any suspicion with the Taoist chief, it's just that before the foolish people came here, they passed through a place, and some people in the village cried and complained that a monk had committed a beast under the pretext of healing his wounds in the village. The foolish people were filled with righteous indignation, although they knew that they were powerless to avenge her, but they also wanted to take advantage of this Lingshan event to let the right way in the world make decisions for her. ”

"You, you nonsense! When did Poor Dao go to a village to heal his wounds, and when did he commit an act of a beast? What evidence do you have?" The white-clothed Taoist priest was obviously furious, his face was red, and he stepped out, afraid that if he hadn't cared about the venue at this time, he would have taught this person a lesson.

The fortune teller was not afraid, and also took a step forward, and said: "The wronged person said that the villain with a human face and a beast's heart was dressed in a white robe, with a white beard and white eyebrows, isn't it you, the Taoist chief?"

"It's a big joke, just based on this, it is said that the poor Dao committed the act of a beast, and there are many people in this venue wearing white robes and white beards and white eyebrows. The white-clothed Taoist priest didn't know if he was confused, and looked left and right, intending to find someone dressed in the same costume as him. However, there were indeed people in white robes in the field, but there were no white clothes and white beards.

Everyone also felt that it was too far-fetched to try to accuse others with this evidence, and they couldn't keep the suspicion of being framed, and they were about to fall to the white-clothed Taoist priest, but who knew that the fortune teller was present and said: "Dao Chief, you don't have to shirk, I know that it is just my words, and everyone will be hard to believe, so when I came here, I have brought the victim with me, and I hope that all the immortals can make decisions for her and give her justice." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the room, and at this moment, as if to say yes, there was a cry under the stairs, and a peasant woman in a coarse cloth dress ran into the middle of the hall crying.

The peasant woman knew that she was a mortal at a glance, and everyone was strange in their hearts, and they all gave way to make a way, she trotted all the way, and actually ran to the white-clothed Taoist priest, covering her face with a silk scarf in one hand and pointing at the white-clothed Taoist priest with the other, whimpering and crying desolately.

The white-clothed Taoist priest was shocked, looked the peasant woman up and down, and said, "Who are you? ”

The white-clothed Taoist priest didn't speak, but when he said this, the peasant woman cried even louder, and said loudly while crying: "You, you wicked person with no conscience, ungrateful, I treat you so well, and you will forget them in a blink of an eye, wow...... I'm not alive anymore. ”

When the peasant woman made a fuss, the white-clothed Taoist priest was a little at a loss, but he just shouted: "Who are you? Poor Dao and you don't know each other, why are you talking nonsense here." ”

"You have no conscience, when you were seriously injured and hiding from the enemy in my house, you were obedient to others, and you deceived others with sweet words, wow, now you don't admit it. Immortals, you have to make decisions for me. The peasant woman made even more trouble, and simply sat on the ground and began to cry and make a fuss.

The white-clothed Taoist morale was so angry that his face turned red, his forehead was bruised, and he shouted loudly: "You, you, shut up, and then talk nonsense to frame the poor Dao, and don't blame the poor Dao's subordinates for being merciless." ”

He didn't care about this anger anymore, but actually used his own method, the temperature around his body instantly dropped a few degrees, and the essence blew the peasant woman on the ground and rolled a few times, scraping out the silk scarf that the peasant woman was hiding her face.

As soon as the peasant woman's silk scarf left, everyone in the audience couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that this peasant woman looks like a man, not to mention ugly, but it is inseparable from ugliness. Everyone thought that this white-clothed Taoist priest was too unbearable, although this cultivator was a fairy figure in the eyes of the world, but after all, he was mortal and physical, if the other party was a beautiful person, he could still understand, but he was obviously an ugly woman, and he had a relationship with it, so he could only say that he couldn't live because of his own sin.

The ugly woman's body was also very tough, she rolled on the ground a few times, but she was unharmed, got up and rushed to the white-clothed Taoist priest, pointed at him and said: "You want to kill me, oh, God, you hugged me, touched me, and kissed ......me on the haystack in my backyard that day."

As she spoke, the ugly woman also pointed to her face and said to the people around her: "Immortals, he, he kissed here first that night, and said that he wanted to marry me, but now he doesn't admit it, you have to be the master for me." ”

The ugly woman was also ugly, and this crying father and mother's cry was even more ugly, the scene was ridiculous, and everyone in the audience laughed.

The white-clothed Taoist priest didn't scold, nor did he beat, he followed behind the ugly woman, trying to hold her and not let her spill everywhere, but he didn't want to follow too close, the ugly woman turned around, and hugged him, laughing and said: "I hugged you, and I won't let you run anymore." ”

The white-clothed Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and he struggled slightly, wanting to break free, but who knew that he couldn't break free, and he couldn't help but be shocked, why he was a cultivator, and he couldn't even break free from the embrace of a mortal.

Just as he was about to run the Fa, he didn't think that the ugly woman was actually a backward woman, and she fell to the ground, and she cried again, scolding the white-clothed Taoist priest for having no conscience. When everyone looked at it, they thought that the white-clothed Taoist priest had shaken her away.

The original solemn place of the Dharma field is like a mortal bazaar, noisy and noisy, how can there be any solemnity at all.

The presiding Fakong Master and Qingyi Master frowned slightly, and seeing that the scene was really unpleasant, they ordered the disciples on the left and right to take the ugly woman and the white-clothed Taoist priest down, and only then ended the farce.

"Toot ~"

"Ding~"

There was a melodious sound of wooden fish and bells in the small residence of Jielu, which shocked people's hearts, and the venue slowly quieted down, and everyone knew that this was the signal of the end of the Lingshan grand event and the beginning of the martial arts.

In fact, the martial arts of the Lingshan Grand Meeting, which is unique, is the sect that intends to discuss the Tao, determine the number of participants, write down their proud moves on a piece of paper, make up even numbers, draw lots at will, and the two people who are selected will use this trick to make a move, and one move will be high.

"Wow, I don't know who I'm fighting against, if I face the elders of the Fanming Temple, then I can directly admit defeat. The young disciple of a small sect handed over the note, scratched his head and shouted.

"No future!" The elder in the door behind him kicked his buttocks and scolded: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you to have a trick with a master, if you face a master in actual combat, I'm afraid that a move will kill you, which will give you a chance to have an epiphany." ”

The young disciple was kicked, touched his aching buttocks, and said aggrievedly: "Senior Uncle, a sect elder with profound cultivation and a kid who has just stepped into the path of cultivation fight against each other, even if it is an ordinary long fist, I am afraid that it can determine the outcome of the battle." What's the point of that martial arts?"

"Hehe, you don't understand this. His uncle said with a smile: "The ancestors of Buddhism and Taoism have the original intention of discussing the way of heaven and cultivating immortals to become gods, and in order to make the disciples of the sect have an epiphany, they have already thought of a solution, that is, they only talk about the moves, and cannot run the cultivation method." Even if a young disciple encounters a sect elder and is not as experienced as a cultivator, I believe that a highly talented disciple can also have an epiphany from the duel of moves, which will be of great benefit to future cultivation, and the greatest feature of martial arts is that. In addition, think about it, if you can get lucky to win so much in the battle with the master, in the future, when you walk the land of China, are you afraid that others will not know your name?"

"Oh, I see, hehe, uncle, disciple understands. The young disciple looked longing, and secretly prayed in his heart that the god of luck would come to him, and he would be lucky enough to win so much that he would become famous.

As everyone knows, there are many people in the audience who have this idea, and those who have profound cultivation do not dare to relax at all. This is in case you are accidentally defeated by someone whose cultivation is lower than your own, and the other party is famous, but where to put your face.

The original intention of the two ancestors of poor Buddhism and Taoism was also to hope that people with profound cultivation could use it to promote future generations, but unfortunately the cultivators were ultimately within the five elements, and the weakness of human nature could not be taken off.

The martial arts theory has already begun, and it has been carried out in an orderly manner. Draw the duel, stand still in the field, with the three hosts of Fanming Temple's Fakong Master, Qingxu Guan's Qingyi Shitai and Shen Luoyan of Zhuan Tianmen as referees, and make their own moves to discuss the level.

Some winners go down with a smile on their faces, and some losers are unwilling to quit; some winners are happy with their faces, and some losers are secretly pondering. The gains and losses in each are known only to the parties concerned.

In the middle of the martial arts, a big man with a giant hammer came on the field, causing a discussion in the field. Thinking about it, I also know that this big man is taking a fierce path, looking at his forehead is full, I am afraid that the cultivation is not low, not to mention the use of the method of cultivation, I am afraid that this hammer will be difficult to bear.

I don't know who the opponent is, and I hope that he is also a person who uses the sword, if not, I am afraid that he will suffer a lot.

Everyone was discussing, but there was a man in gray clothes, dragging a little shaky steps, in the stunned eyes of everyone around, smiling and walking step by step in front of the big man, it was the fortune teller.