"The Buddha is at ease! Such an antique place, I can't imagine that the old man will also be quiet for many miles!"

Everyone came to the gate of Beichan Temple, and Li Ruihai looked at the stone fang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhike monk in the crowd to see the figure of the intelligent master, hurriedly stepped forward to receive, Luo Cheng led everyone to the Baohua Palace, there was already a small novice to report the master of Zhihuilun, the first Baohua Temple led the deacons at all levels to wait quietly outside the hall to welcome the abbot's return.

After a period of greetings, Luo Cheng waved away the monks and said, "Wisdom, you take Situ Lei down to rest!

The four of them sat down in the abbot's room, and Luo Cheng immediately briefly told Huilun about the experience of the senator's meeting, and of course he did not shy away from mentioning Master Hongye's entrustment.

Huilun pondered for a long time, and then said: "Master Momiji's wisdom is like the sea, and he can see through the fog and go straight to the other side. His sudden death was a great loss to the world. His old man is in the abbot of Luo, which means that you are the light of the road ahead, and the monks of the old man and the Beichan Temple will go all out to act as your solid backing. ”

Luo Chengdao: "Although it was only a short contact, Luo Mou has already thrown himself to the ground for the five-body body that Master Hongye admires, and I am also very sad about the immortal death of the master! Yang Xiaotian has exhausted all his efforts, and the plan is definitely not small, so we just need to wait and see what happens. At the moment, I have something urgent, and I may have to leave the temple for a short time, so I will ask Master Huilun during this time!"

"Yes, Lao Wei will do his best!" Huilun stood up, Luo Cheng was embarrassed, he glanced at Yun'er, and reminded kindly: "I don't know if the abbot has any other orders?"

Luo Cheng said with a smile: "I have my own arrangements for this girl, and I won't make it difficult for you! Master Huilun, the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed in the anthill, and the matter of Zhishan and Jueming is to be drunk, and the master can't help but guard against it!"

"Yes, abbot, the poor monk must keep it in mind! The poor monk retires!" The plain and calm Hui Lun broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly retreated.

Li Ruihai waited for the footsteps to go away, laughed, patted Luo Cheng's shoulder, and said: "Abbot Luo is already proficient in the art of control, the old man obeys!"

"Old Li, don't praise this kid, how can he have any ability, doesn't he have some ghost ideas?" Yun'er teased.

"Hahaha......" Luo Cheng was helpless against Yun'er, so he could only hide his embarrassment with laughter: "Old Li, you have diverged the rest of the disciples, are you returning to the Kunwu faction?"

Seeing that Luo Cheng had turned to the topic, Li Ruihai also became serious and explained: "Abbot Luo's expectations are true, the old man sent them back, firstly, to reassure Yan Feixue so that she would not be unfavorable to my relatives, and secondly, to let them take the opportunity to reintegrate into the disciples of other forces, then it may be helpful in the future." After the old man went back, he became a loner, and he thought that she would be less wary. ”

Luo Cheng nodded and asked, "Elder Li can call the boy Little Brother Luo, there is no loss of affection! Forgive Luo Cheng directly, what is the strength of the Kunwu faction? Against that Yan Feixue, what are my odds of winning?"

Li Ruihai said: "Brother Luo, forgive the old man, you are not our opponent now, Qiu Hei's old man is not a fuel-efficient lamp, the five sons in the cloud are only Pan Ziling and Yan Qing, Yan Qing's attitude is unpredictable, that Pan Ziling's martial arts are commonplace, but his stomach is bad, and the conspiracy is endless, as the saying goes, hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, you should also pay more attention." In addition, there are 500 resident disciples in the faction, and there are thousands of outfield disciples and miscellaneous servants, which cannot be ignored. Not to mention the construction of the walled city and the deployment of trap mechanisms by various generations of heads over thousands of years. If you're going to go it alone, you can say it's a life of death. ”

Luo Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Why didn't Elder Li say that there was no life in ten deaths?"

"Hahaha......" Li Ruihai laughed loudly: "Because of my internal response, didn't Brother Luo really pull the old man to visit the mountains and rivers?"

Luo Cheng said: "Luo Cheng does have this heart, Li Lao is righteous, don't worry about the kid, the kid is grateful!

Li Ruihai stroked his beard and said: "The old man has a slight feeling in his heart, wait for the little brother to say clearly!"

"My father Luo Youdao is a member of the Kunwu faction, and it is very likely that he will be imprisoned in your faction now, although Luo Cheng is not filial, he does not dare to let his father suffer imprisonment in your faction!" Luo Cheng stared at Li Ruihai and waited for the other party's answer.

Li Ruihai showed a relieved look on his face, and said: "After a long journey, the old man is also thirsty, I wonder if Miss Yun'er can make a pot of tea?"

Luo Cheng stood up easily, skillfully put on the wooden table fragrant tea, boiled hot water, and said with a smile: "Yun'er is the wife below, Li Lao doesn't have to worry too much, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Luo Cheng's words moved Yun'er very much, and he couldn't snuggle up in his arms, and his love lingered. She glanced at Luo Cheng coquettishly, as if to say, 'Count you!', and that smile showed the charm of women, making Li Ruihai, an old man, a little distracted.

Li Ruihai stood up, walked to the window, and recalled: "The blood of the Kunwu faction of the Luo clan can be integrated with the Kunwu knife, and the Kunwu knife is out, who in the world can compete with it, but it is a pity that the Luo clan betrayed the master, and was wiped out by the strength of the various factions of the master, and their great achievements were also annihilated in the long river of history." ”

'Choking' Luo Cheng pulled out the breaking knife, and forced out a drop of blood on his fingertips, and the blood just dripped on the blade, instantly blending into it. Suddenly, the sword qi of the breaking knife soared, and the blade seemed to burst into brilliant flames, and the other two people who watched it were excited.

"Heh!" Yun'er exclaimed and hid behind Luo Cheng.

Luo Chengyun was shocked, and the sword qi disappeared immediately, Li Ruihai breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "I can't imagine that this knife is the Kunwu knife, why is it so far from the description in the classics of this school?"

Luo Cheng immediately explained to him what happened in the Chaos Furnace, and Li Ruihai and Yun'er were shocked and dumbfounded when they heard it.

Li Ruihai said: "Then this knife is the treasure of the gods, it seems that it is also inseparable, Brother Luo's adventures are incredible, and the old man is eye-opening." To tell the truth, our Li family has been a descendant of the Kunwu faction for thousands of years, and the old man is also very sad to let the old man fight back. However, the eldest husband dared to act, how could he go with the flow, and the old man fought this old bone to help the younger brother Luo. ”

"Elder Li!"

Luo Cheng was speechless with emotion, Li Ruihai stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and sighed: "Since the mysterious death of the old head of the Kunwu faction and the bizarre death of the old head and the biography of Yan Feixue, the Kunwu faction has lost its support to all factions and has the ambition of the world. Pine has been purged by her several more times, and now even more ...... Alas, in short, the famous faction is also starting to rot from the inside, maybe turn it over, cut off the carrion, and save it!"

Zhen Yun'er was also moved to tears by the pride and ambition between men, she stood up and sang a tragic and sonorous song in her cherry mouth.

Through the ages, heroes have no way to find Sun Zhong.

The dance pavilion is always blown away, and the rain blows the wind.

The grass and trees in the slanting sun, the ordinary alleys, and the humane slaves once lived.

Thinking about the past, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yuan Jia was hastily, sealed the wolf Juxu, and won the Canghuang Beigu.

Forty-three years, I still remember the beacon Yangzhou Road.

can look back, under the Buddha Shrine, a crow shrine drum!

Who asks, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?

The three people who sang were all overwhelmed in their hearts, Li Ruihai pushed the door out, and sang heroically: "Angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!"