How can the True Dragon Sect sound so familiar? Who said to come here? Old Xue, Snake Sword! Fang Yin jumped up in surprise and shouted: "I know! What did Lao Xue kill that force, it was inside!" Mu Changtian was shocked when he heard this, and heard him say again: "It's not an uncle, it's a murderer!" Mu Changtian sighed and sighed: "The snake sword is not killed, it is also extraordinary, Brother Xue's move will definitely shake the martial arts! It's a pity that I can't see it in person, I think it's a great pleasure!"

"No, no, it's not right! Lao Xue killed that person, he was not happy at all, and he became even more stupid and crazy, and it took several days to recover!" Mu Changtian became more and more surprised, and asked again and again. Fang Yin was quite impatient, frowned and stammered. Mu Changtian listened and guessed, and finally knew a rough idea of the ins and outs. The thrilling place is like seeing it in person, and the generosity and sadness make people sigh. The stakes are at stake, life and death, no wonder, he came, no wonder, he didn't come!

"Brother Xue, Brother Xue! You and I pass by, I don't know if we can see each other?" For a while, I was full of pride, and I couldn't wait to go down the mountain to help each other immediately, and I was happy to be revenge! I was disheartened for a while, and I knew that all kinds of affairs in the sect were complicated, and I had no way to get out. After sighing for a long time, Mu Changtian slowly spoke: "The True Dragon Sect and my Shangqing generation have a mortal enmity, and now it is very powerful, Fang Yin, if you meet that person in the True Dragon Sect again in the future, be very careful, remember!" Fang Yin nodded yes, and disagreed in his heart: "The True Dragon Sect is the True Dragon Sect, and it's not a big deal to look at it! What about the snake sword? The person is also good, and he also gave himself a treasure, what about the sword? Gold and silver!

Seeing that his complexion suddenly changed, Mu Zhangjiao couldn't help but feel surprised. The boy has a lot of things to do, and after not saying a few words, he forgets his original intention! When I ask him again, he doesn't say anything, but he looks anxious and seems to have a bitter heart. Mu Changtian had no choice but to continue: "This religion has gradually declined in recent years, and there are three reasons for this. The first is that I am incompetent, the second is caused by the suppression of the True Dragon Sect, and third, I have a thousand-year-old inheritance in the Qing Dynasty, and there are countless people with strong swordsmanship.

"What!" Daoist Fang was taken aback again, and his soul returned to his senses at the moment: "I forgot to bring a bag of gold and silver property, the divine sword and sword, will someone steal it in the house? Those two gossip thieves have long been looking at it with bad intentions, hanging, miserable! Who is on fire in his heart? It's me, it's not you! Who is the genius? That person? Is it?" Mu Changtian looked at him dumbfounded, but he couldn't take anyone in his heart for a while: "Boy, you say, is it you?"

"Then you don't need to say, peerless genius, who else can there be besides me!" Boss Fang raised his head and said proudly! Those who dare to say this are either peerless geniuses or peerless stupid talents. Mu Zhangjiao was dazzled by looking left and right, looking up and down, and he couldn't see the shadow of half a genius from him: "Ninety-nine to one, ninety-nine to one, hey! Ninety-nine to one!"

Ninety-nine to one.

In his early years, Master was quite proficient in divination, and his dying message had its own deep meaning. After thinking about it again and again, there is still no solution. Until the boy worships the ancestors, he suddenly blesses his soul! Every ten years, the number of disciples is eighty, and the boy comes to fill the number, ninety-nine eighty-one. Could it be that this means? Could it be that it is the will of heaven! Fang Xing Patriarch has a spirit, and he is complacent and happy, and when he sees the boy without a form, he splashes cold water on his head! Such a talent? He came to return to one? This person, the origin is unknown, this person, his qualifications are mediocre. This is the person who has just entered the mountain gate, his words are vulgar and his eyes are disrespectful, and he fights and makes trouble! Is this person still this person, who has only been here for a long time, and his bad deeds are full of bad deeds! A genius who steals offerings? A genius who boasts about himself? How can he return to one?

Do you return?

Daoist Fang glanced at him and frowned, "What are you talking about?" The turtle is Wang Ba, and I don't understand!" Mu Zhangjiao sighed when he heard this, and his heart was as if he was dead! It seemed that he had not finished speaking, but he didn't bother to speak at this time, so he turned his mind and shouted: "Senior Brother Lu-" A person hurriedly came to the side hall, and responded: "Senior Brother Zhang." Mu Changtian sighed: "Changlian, have you seen it all?" Lu Changlian said gloomily: "Senior brother, I saw it and heard it." The two looked at each other speechlessly, and sighed in their hearts.

After a while, Mu Changtian breathed a long sigh and said: "Fang Yin, you have a teacher, the ceremony cannot be abolished, now everything is simple, the ancestor is above, I am a witness, I have bowed to the teacher, and I am a Qingren." Fang Yin had something in his heart, and said anxiously when he heard the words: "Okay, okay, I'll worship me, how many kowtows this time?" Mu Changtian nodded and said, "Do three kowtows." ”

When he was young, Lu Daochang was sitting in danger, and he was dignified. Fang Yin kowtowed his head so-so, blinking his eyes. At another time, Lu Changlian preached the rules of the doctrine, respected the ancestors and abided by the rules, behaved innocently, studied hard, and so on. His words were slanderous, his voice was in his ears, and Daoist Fang was so annoyed that his left ear went in and out of his right ear, and he didn't hear a word. Hearing that the donkey's long face was finally wordy, and then looking at the helpless face of the old Zamao'er, Daoist Fang was worried about the treasure divine soldier, and urged him to go back again and again. Lu Daochang glared angrily, and Mu Changtian sighed secretly: "Fang Yin, you go and wait outside the hall first, and I will say a few words to your master." ”

One walked away, and the two looked at each other.

Lu Daochang spoke first: "Senior Brother Zhang, this, this kid, I'm afraid that Changlian is entrusted with it!" Mu Zhangjiao nodded: "I know." Disciples, those who are teachers, no matter what the material of the disciples, must do their best. Lu Chang said honestly: "Chang Lian will understand, senior brother rest assured! I will do my best to teach him, come and say, it is too early to say." ”

"The teacher is the guiding light, the creation is born with one heart, Changlian, you go. Mu Changtian sighed lightly and turned his back. Lu Changlian did not leave, he was stunned for a while, and said: "Brother Zhang, Changlian's ability is mediocre, I am still afraid that it is not good to teach this, this, hey!" Mu Zhangjiao did not look back, quietly looked at the thousands of ancestors above, and said categorically: "The lotus is born in the mud, washed in the water, and finally blooms in the sky." There is no need to worry, the words of the long sky and the present can be learned from the ancestors of the past dynasties - Fang Yin, this person, will become a great weapon when he comes!"

-- Out of the sludge but not stained, clear ripples but not demons. The surname Lotus is quiet and quiet, and the three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are all respected. Lu Changlian was speechless for a while. Mu Changtian turned around, and when he saw that he still had a look of doubt on his face, he couldn't help but smile: "Senior Brother Lu, Fang Yin is still young, so it's okay to be stubborn, you take him back first, and then teach him slowly." "One person has no choice but to leave, and only one old way remains. The big weapon can be done? stubborn, some Mu Zhangjiao glanced at the Taoist priest of the high side, and then looked at the boss of the lower side, and his eyes were already confused and completely gone! How can he be stubborn? How can he become a big weapon?

Come to say that Fang Chang will soon know.

"Master, come on, come on, I'll talk about it!" Daoist Fang was in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, he had changed into a curious and knowledge-seeking appearance. Lu Changlian was surprised and surprised, brushed his sleeves and asked, "What are you talking about? Aren't you in a hurry to go back?" Not very anxious, first solve the suspense in his heart, Daoist Fang left the palace gate early, walked east and west, and turned the peak all over after a while. It's not a fun place, but there's something new to discover.

The two of them walked to the east of the peak, and Fang Yin pointed out: "Look, where did we come from, what is the name of that place?"

The head is just right, the clouds and mist are slightly dispersed, and a peak stands under the eye, undulating.

"Wuzi Peak. Lu Changlian said with a smile.

Then to the south side, a peak has a peculiar shape, and strange rocks explore the sky.

"Four Sacred Peaks. ”

To the west again, a peak is full of water and gas, and the pines and cypresses are green.

"Sansheng Peak. ”

After to the north, a peak is divided into two, far away from each other.

"Two finger peaks. ”

Fang Yin nodded again and again: "One, two, three, four, five, four dead crazy masters, yes, no!

"Shangqing Peak, you are under your feet. He was talking nonsense to himself, but Lu Changlian was not annoyed, shook his head and smiled. Fang Yin said in a big voice: "It's all right!, five-four-three-two-one, dead crazy and miscellaneous mao'er!" Fang Yin was taken aback, and said in his heart that the old miscellaneous mao'er had long ears, and he had to be careful when he spoke: "Master, a few houses over there are guarded, and the gods and gods are Taoist, you take me in to have a look!" Lu Changlian glanced at it, shook his head and said: "You can't go in, I told you, from left to right, there are the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Qing Cultivation Room, the Fairy Sword Building, and the Nameless House." ”

"It's fun, it's fun!

"The door is heavy, and you can't get in. ”

"Just take a look, take a look!"

"Not at all. ”

"Why?"

"No, why. ”

"Really?"

"It's true. ”

"Phew!"

Fang Yin turned his head and left, leaving Daochang Lu behind. In a fit of rage, he found his way down the mountain. Daoist Fang had never climbed a high mountain before, and he was angry and descended more than ten steps, and after that, he was paralyzed with fright. It is not easy to go up the mountain, it is even more difficult to go down the mountain, the eyes are empty, the left and right tremble dangerously, the hands have no place to support, the soles of the feet have no roots, the forward is too dangerous, and it is difficult to turn back! For a while, someone stood on his head, rolled his eyes and saw that it was still the same horse face, and secretly said that it didn't matter whether it was reasonable or not, and called Master All things are fine-

"Master!"

Master, Master, shoulder-to-shoulder, Master, Master, with hard work.

Nothing to say all the way.

Daoist Fang didn't care about resting, and quickly ran back to the house! The package was in good health, and it was completely unharmed inside and out. Fang Yin breathed a sigh of relief, counted them one by one, one by one, one two, three, one, one two, three, four, five, six, seven, thieves are not common, thieves are everywhere, just at this time, the two gossip talked and laughed and pushed the door in, and they were stunned when they saw it at a glance.

A table of large and small, yellow, yellow, white and white, neatly arranged, parade general.

Leng might as well expose his money, Daoist Fang was taken aback! He was busy trying to cover it up, but after all, he wanted to cover it up. Zhao Ben and Yuan Shi glanced at each other, and in an instant, their hearts were connected, and they said in unison: "Boss!" Originally, he was a visitor from outside the mountain, how could he not know this worldly thing? Although it was useless in the mountains, why was his eyes greedy at this time? Because he knew it, he was moved, and it was easy to say what money was. This boss is sincere, and this brother is of far-reaching significance. Boss Fang saw that the eyes of the two junior brothers were red, and he hurriedly said, "Two brothers, come here!"

In the blink of an eye, the three brothers were divided into primary and secondary seats, and their faces were serious. Boss Fang coughed and said, "A little money, it's okay to count, the two brothers can't care!" The two brothers were silent, one boss, talking nonsense, not caring about himself. Boss Fang knew it well, and said: "Don't hide it from the two of you, I have a few pieces of this money in my heart!"

Zhao Yuan and the others each had a small piece of broken silver in their hands, and they were a little happy in their hearts, but they were a little unhappy in their hearts. Boss Fang looked at his face, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Take it! You're welcome!" No one was polite to him, politeness was too little, and the two of them finally reluctantly accepted it. Come and say that Fang Chang, under the same roof, something, don't be too anxious. The boss is both soft and hard, and the brothers are both soft and hard, they are all people who understand, and they will. The chaos was strangled in infancy, and a storm finally passed. A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen. Yuan Shi sighed in his mouth, and sighed: "Boss, you have a lot of treasures!

Boss Fang glanced at it and was taken aback again!;