Lin Yuantu listened to the news of the old monk, and he burned all the insides, without waiting for Shi to say goodbye, and regardless of the shocking world, he rose up, only recognized the direction and went straight to the southern district without choosing a small road. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Climb the mountain, cross the river by water, regardless of the manners, unkempt, like a demon in the direction of the straight forward, even the people on the road do not feel that there is a person around the wind blowing, leaving only a bad smell of pickles.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and when a suave swordsman turns into a wild man with bare hair and bare arms, he comes to Fuzhou City.

Standing on the top of the mountain outside the city of Fuzhou, Lin Yuantu roared longitudinally, this long howl was no longer chic, only poignant, listening to the ears of ordinary people or only like a cuckoo crying blood, listening to Dongfang Hua's ears but like a sword bayonet, Dongfang Hua, who was accompanying the prefect to drink the banquet, did not have time to say goodbye, and in a flash, he had already gone out of the palace and went out of the city.

The two of them gathered three zhang together, Lin Yuantu's chest rose and fell, and after a while, he drew his sword and stabbed, strangely, this sword actually pierced through Dongfang Hua's right chest, and the feeling of piercing the human body made Lin Yuantu feel like an electric shock, and he let go of his sword and retreated.

Dongfang Hua's body did not move, he still had his hands behind his back, and a sword in his chest was swaying, like weeds shaking in the wind.

Husky voice:

"You didn't do it. ”

"It's not. ”

"Who did that. ”

"I didn't find it. ”

"You don't have to take this sword. ”

"When your son came to seek revenge, I learned that Sister Ah had become Mrs. Lin. Sister told you about a miserable young man with a female appearance who hid in her boudoir for two months? ”

"Is that you? I only knew that the young man was timid and pitiful, but I didn't know that the young man was the Eastern Elder of the Demon Sect. ”

"The Eastern Elder of the Demon Sect is still timid and pitiful, but there is no longer a sister's boudoir to hide. ”

Lin Yuantu's breath that he had been holding all the way was diverted, and his itchy throat moved, and he vomited blood.

Dongfang Hua stroked a few big points around the sword creation, then clamped the sword body with two fingers, slowly pulled it out, and then held the tip of the sword with the other hand and handed it to Lin Yuantu. Lin Yuantu looked at the sword, looked at the people, put the sword away, put the sword into the sheath, and slowly sat on the ground with his back to Dongfang Hua.

Dongfang Hua is still standing so stubbornly:

"Your son may have gone to the southwest, because the only thing I can find out is that the murderer's methods are typical southwestern techniques, but I still haven't told the child that the man's exercises are the foundation of Taoism, very solid, and by no means without a background. Do you have any connections over there? ”

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, child. ”

"Is it Qingcheng Mountain or Qingyang Palace?"

"You don't have to worry about this. ”

"It's not just your business, it's mine. Moaned: "There will be no more sister's boudoir for me to hide." ”

"There are a lot of people in the middle and high levels of your sect who are dissatisfied with you, and you are also afraid of letting me do it, just to maintain my authority, he can't admit it, and the contradiction between the two of you is about to die on the day of the outbreak, don't be lucky. ”

"I know what to do. ”

"Let's go. ”

"Go back to the old mansion and take a look, your son lived in the old mansion for a few days before leaving, and I may have left a letter for you. ”

After Lin Yuantu heard this, the sound of distant footsteps sounded behind him. Looking at the distant mountains, it seemed that they were the eyebrows of the lady, and muttered to her, I can find you.

Lin Yuantu saw his son's letter in the old mansion, and once again remembered Dongfang Hua and asked:

"Qingcheng Mountain is still Qingyang Palace. ”

Qingcheng Mountain, of course.

Dongfang Hua returned home, quickly bandaged himself to stop the bleeding, changed clothes, his situation did not allow any weakness, to show every subordinate and potential opponent a strong forever, even if he was tired, he had to do it, and he was afraid that he would have to do it. Since he was injured, he couldn't stay in the circle of his family all the time, and it was appropriate to take the opportunity to retreat to the southwest.

The Demon Sect organization acted vigorously and resolutely, and within a few days there was news that the elders of the East were in retreat to practice divine skills, and they should not be disturbed in everything, and if there was any emergency, they could be conveyed by Tong Baixiong.

On this day, an old monk took a few monks through Fuzhou to the south to go to the Putian Lower Courtyard, on the same day, a monk-like person came out of the back door of the old house of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, the robe on his body was very shabby, the gray shoes were also fluttering, and the faint ring scar on the head seemed to have been decades old, only the newly shaved scalp went to the green silk and fell out, leaving a round relic.

At the same time, a scholar walked out of the east gate of Fuzhou City, with a folding fan in his hand, a Confucian shirt on his body, and his eyes were like jade.

Lin Zhennan fell in Fenghuang'er's village, so she told the public that she was the groom she caught back from the mountain, or she thought that she could really arch her in the position of the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, maybe there could really be news of Grandma.

Yu Canghaizhi was proud to become the master of Songfeng Temple, and he began to be called the head of the Qingcheng faction, whenever he was haggard in dealing with mundane affairs outside, he thought of the origin of his wife at home, and couldn't help but practice more diligently and more enthusiastically. Everything is in the eyes of the master, Qingsong Dao people can't help but sigh, and it is not in vain that the old man came to admit the foolish thing of the apprentice

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Qingsong Taoist people will send affairs and classics treasures to the disciples, they often do not see people, or to visit friends in the mountains, or to the red dust market to cultivate the state of mind, this day is to come to Chengdu Qingyang Palace to visit a Taoist friend, but suddenly under the pull of the qi machine seems to be an old man came, look up and look for but the trace is faint, thinking about it can no longer take it to heart, step into the Qingyang Palace.

Qingyang Palace, formerly known as Qingyang Shop, was built in the Zhou Dynasty. In the middle of the Tang Dynasty and the Huangchao Rebellion in the first year, Tang Xizong took refuge in Shuzhong and used this as a palace. In the third year of neutralization, the edict was changed to Qingyang Palace. In the Five Dynasties, it was renamed "Qingyang View", and in the Song Dynasty, it was renamed "Qingyang Palace" until today. Qingyang Palace is the Quanzhen Longmen sect dojo, although it is located in the same river as Qingcheng Mountain Daoxiu, but it has a high-class style, rarely enters the rivers and lakes, and only a small number of Qingcheng masters who have achieved cultivation have stepped into this door without hindrance.

Today's Qingsong Dao people are already Taoist elders who are more profound in Taoism than in martial arts.

The old friend that Lord Easy sensed before entering Qingyang Palace was Lin Yuantu, but his hair fell, he put on a robe, changed his appearance, and the weather of the whole person was also very different.

Lin Yuantu watched Qingsong enter Qingyang Palace, so he suppressed his eagerness, settled down in the mansion city, and waited for him to come out.

In Lin Yuantu's heart, Mrs. Yu Bingxin may no longer be alive, but killing people must give Qingsong a chance to explain.

But this wait, even waiting for a thunderbolt, this day Qingsong has not come out, but there are people from Songfeng Guan who came to Qingyang Palace to send good news to Qingsong himself.

Qingsong took the letter and led the Taoist boy out of Qingyang Palace on the way back to the mountain, when he saw a monk in the middle of the road, with his hands folded, waiting in front.

"Amitabha, an old friend can teach me. ”

It was Lin Yuantu who deliberately picked up the Qingsong Dao people halfway.

Dao Tong retreated with a very eye-catching look, and Qingsong Daoren's face also changed in a circle with black and white, pink, yellow and blue, and finally exhaled and spoke:

"Lao Dao knew you were coming, but he didn't expect you to change your appearance like this. ”

Lin Yuantu no longer pretended to be a monk, and laughed and said: "I was born like this, although I took off the robe on my body before I met my wife, I didn't take off the robe in my heart, and now that my wife has lost it, I naturally wear it back on." ”

Qingsong never fell into ****, and he couldn't understand the taste, but after listening to Lin Yuantu's seemingly non-trivial words, he also knew that if he didn't solve the knot, it would be bloody immediately. After muttering for a long time, it was difficult to speak, so he had to invite the monk to go up the mountain, so that he could see and prove himself.