On the grand platform of the teahouse, Mr. Ji began to talk about the trial of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall five years ago.

His voice was subdued, and the story was thrilling, as if he had some kind of magical liliang, which tugged at the hearts of the listeners. Even Qiu Wu and other monks also fell into the memories of the past in the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall, listening attentively.

In the entire teahouse, Spiegel was the only one who didn't hear about it. His eyes widened as he stared at the monk who came in from outside the door, he didn't remember that there was anyone at the door before, as if he had appeared out of thin air in an instant, covered in vicissitudes of life, as if he had just returned from some distant place.

Until this uninvited guest walked into the teahouse and found an inconspicuous seat to sit down at random, no one in the teahouse noticed his arrival.

Except for Spiegel.

What attracted the mirror was not the monk's nine-foot height, nor his vicissitudes of temperament, but his snow-white robe.

“...... Master Luo broke through in the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall one after another, and finally broke through to the sixth layer, and met the young generation of the Tiannan Immortal Dao Realm on the first day, known as the little monster, Tianhua Palace, You Beitian! You Beitian was dressed in a fiery red Dao robe, and Master Luo was dressed in a plain white cloth robe, and he was in the sixth-layer desert ......"

Ming Spiegel stared at the cloth-robed man, and Mr. Ji's storytelling story sounded in his ears, and his heart was in a trance.

At this moment, the cloth-robed man turned his head and smiled at him, revealing a mouthful of snow-white and neat teeth.

Spiegel was embarrassed, and looked away with a red face.

It was a long time before he turned his head. When I looked at it again, I saw that the man in the cloth robe had already listened attentively to the story, and the vicissitudes of life before could no longer be found, and it instantly became ordinary.

Spiegel scratched his head and smiled bitterly in his heart.

Come on, it's just a Taoist friend passing by to listen to a book, and he just happened to be wearing a cloth robe, what am I thinking about?

Spiegel adjusted his breathing, looked at the pale and slightly depressed master beside him, and secretly gritted his teeth.

He knows. If it weren't for the master blocking most of the qi for him. I'm afraid he's long gone. But the master was also greatly injured because of this, and in order to save the little face of the sect, he was here to hold on.

Tianhua Palace, Tianhua Palace...... It's disgusting!

Spiegel clenched his fists. Sad and helpless.

Gradually. Spiegel is also drawn to the stories in the storyteller's mouth.

Listen, listen. A hint of surprise flashed in Spiegel's eyes.

Not only him, but almost all the monks in the teahouse were stunned and raised their heads. looked at Mr. Ji on the grand platform with a strange expression.

Although Mr. Ji also praised Master Luo in his words before, at least from a neutral point of view, he was more inclined to Tianhua Palace.

But suddenly, Mr. Ji didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, and his words changed sharply.

“...... On the sixth floor of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Palace, Master Luo fought against the little monster of Tianhua Palace, and was defeated without any suspense. In the midst of thousands of bones guarding, the little monster cried and begged for mercy, and his ugliness was revealed! The little monster was as his name suggested, killing his teacher and betraying his friends, and he had no shame! In this life, he was arrogant, and in the end he died at the hands of a group of white bone monsters! It is also karma! When he is a big man!

“...... At this moment, the elders of Tianhua Palace and the first batch of overseas monks entered the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall through the teleportation array! What did you guess what was going on? Hehe, these two unlucky ghosts actually ate dogs! Cannibalism started killing each other! Why do you say that they are unlucky ghosts...... Needless to say, of course, it's because it's not good for them to find someone, but they want to offend Master Luo!"

Call...... The autumn breeze in the afternoon blew from Dongguan Street, brushed the necks of the monks in the teahouse, and suddenly felt cold.

The monks in the teahouse all tensed their faces and looked up at the private room on the third floor.

Spiegel also looked up, his face tensed, and he endured the schadenfreude.

In the afterglow, Spiegel saw the nine-foot-tall cloth-robed monk again, and he sat out of everyone's field of vision so casually, quietly drinking tea, and from time to time glancing at the long street of people outside the teahouse, his eyes were far-reaching and erratic, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Bold!"

Qiu Wu stiffened his face and didn't speak, the woman in Tsing Yi next to him slapped the table, got up and pointed at Mr. Ji angrily: "Little ordinary man, are you tired of living?"

"Exactly!" The red-clothed woman on the side was not to be outdone, staring at Mr. Ji with a ridiculous look in her eyes: "Since you can know the news of the cultivation world, you should know how my Tianhua Palace exists!

Mr. Ji was yelled at by the two Tianhua Palace maids, his face turned pale, and he didn't know whether he was angry or afraid, he curled up into a prawn shape, and shrank back tremblingly: "Old, old man, I, what did I say wrong?"

Looking at Mr. Ji's unknown appearance, the monks in the teahouse couldn't cry or laugh.

Qiu Wu's face softened a lot, he glanced at Mr. Ji, and his tone was cold: "Storyteller." That's not what you say on a daily basis. After telling a story full of loopholes from somewhere for a few days, I want to play with the fairy family?"

"Old man, where am I playing with flowers!" Mr. Ji raised his neck and looked at the private room on the third floor aggrievedly: "It's the immortal family, you said, you speak well, there is a reward." That's what the old man said. ”

Qiu Wu frowned, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but when he saw the old man Ji who was so frightened that he was trembling, Qiu Wu laughed and laughed, and he couldn't get angry.

"That's it, this immortal family doesn't care about you as a mortal. You skip all the nonsense and go straight to the ending of zuihou. Akigo waved his hand.

He likes to listen to "Master Luo's death", which is his own selfishness, and it can be regarded as a way to overcome the shadows and refine the Dao state of mind, but if he ruins the reputation of Tianhua Palace and is passed back to the sect, he will not escape scolding.

"Okay, well, say the ending, say the ending. ”

Mr. Ji nodded hurriedly, walked slowly to the center of the Grand View Platform, straightened his waist, radiant, and regained his previous strength.

"Between heaven and earth, under the upper road, there are many geniuses and countless heroes!"

"However, let him dominate the world when he was born, and his name will move immortals. After death, it is just a handful of loess, sprinkled with nine abysses!"

Hearing this, Akigo put his mind at ease and closed his eyes.

Five years ago, that person swept through the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall like a fierce god, galloping across the sky like a play, from the elders to the ordinary disciples in the Tianhua Palace, they were all intimidated by him, and regarded him as a thorn in the flesh. It's a great calamity like a flood and a beast from heaven!

Master Luo Chuanluo. It seems that the genius who is destined to lead the trend of the times in the Tiannan Region is finally buried in the White Bone Heavenly Prison Palace.

Hmph! No matter how talented you are! In the end, it will not be dust to dust, and dust will return to earth! The so-called generation of Tianjiao has not lived long before me!

The corners of Qiugo's mouth went up. Keep your eyes closed. Showing the color of enjoyment. Waiting for Mr. Ji to say what happened to that person.

On the grand viewing platform, Mr. Ji's eyes were shining, and his spit was flying.

"Guru Luo is on his own. Solve the mystery of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Palace, break the thousand-year seal of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Palace, and open the Love River Jedi! But at this moment, an accident happened...... What kind of accident is it, please Rong Ji sell a little pass!"

"As I said before, the heroes of the world and the geniuses of the cultivators, no matter what kind of opportunities they have, they will inevitably return to dust after thousands of years!

"Just like Guru Luo......"

Speaking of this, Mr. Ji stopped abruptly.

Qiu Wu's body shook, opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, through the curtain, staring at Mr. Ji, his breath became heavy, and his face showed his impatience before the climax came.

He longed to hear those five words, and every time he heard the words "Master Luo is dead", he could always feel that his Dao state of mind was being repaired, improved, and moving towards the realm of perfection. There are many strange ways to refine the heart between heaven and earth, and Qiuwu's heart refining method is also the only one, and there is no other branch.

Mr. Ji swept over everyone, a touch of cunning flashed in his eyes, grinned, and opened his mouth: "Just like Master Luo's enemies." ”

Qiu Wu was stunned, and then his face changed drastically, and he stood up with "Teng", staring at Mr. Ji viciously.

Mr. Ji was calm and generous, with his right hand behind his waist, and smiled faintly: "Everyone thought that Master Luo was dead, but they didn't know that if Master Luo was like Master Luo, only he could kill him." He had only gone far away, and before leaving, he had left behind a group of guards of monks. ”

"This group of guardian monks, one stronger than the other, one more legendary than the other, is known as the Old Demon Revenge Group. ”

"When the Old Demon Revenge Group walked out of all corners of the Tiannan Domain and gathered together, it was the time for Master Luo to return to the Tiannan Cultivation Realm. ”

The more Mr. Ji talked about the back, the more energetic he became, his eyes were shining, and his saliva was splashing.

Qiu Wu's seven orifices were smoking, his face was blue and white, he stared at Mr. Ji through gritted teeth, and repeatedly wanted to interrupt, but it was ridiculous to find that he couldn't find a chance to interject.

“...... And the object of Master Luo's revenge is none other than the initiator of the conspiracy of the White Bone Heavenly Prison Hall five years ago, such as the overlord of the Southern Cultivation Realm today...... Tianhua Palace!"

When the words fell, Mr. Ji knocked down the startling wood, and there was a bang, and there was silence in the teahouse.

Everyone was stunned!

No one expected Mr. Ji to say such an ending.

A group of powerful guardian monks, the Old Demon Revenge Regiment...... What and what, it's too much!

"Old man Ji, you can't be crazy! Who the hell instructed you to say this! Say! Where is the person behind the scenes!" Qiu Wu disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he walked out of his breath and stood in front of Mr. Ji, his eyes spurting anger.

It is taboo for cultivators to make murderous moves against mortals, especially a famous sect like Tianhua Palace, Qiu Wu stared at Mr. Ji angrily, and tried to stretch out his hand several times but endured it.

"Don't hit me...... I, I, what I said is true!" Old Man Ji took two steps back, shrinking in shock and fear.

"You...... Are you playing tricks on this way?" Akigo was about to make a move.

"What I said is true, you don't believe me, Master Luo is really not dead, there is really an old demon revenge group......" Old Man Ji repeated in chatter.

"You're looking for death!" Qiu Wu trembled angrily, he could feel that the Dao state of mind was cracking, and the taboo of not doing anything to mortals was left behind by him at this moment.

"Die!" Qiu Wu raised his mana streamer in his hand, stared at the old man Ji who was close at hand, and slashed it with one palm.

Old man Ji screamed miserably, and was split in half by the mana streamer.

The monks in the teahouse were all shocked, except for the two women in the private room on the third floor, who were indifferent to the conversation.

Soon, however, everyone sensed that something was wrong.

Old man Ji was split into two pieces by Qiu Wu, but not a drop of blood was shed.

The autumn wind was cold, blowing to the backbone of everyone.

"You don't believe me......"

An eerie voice rang out from behind Akigo.

Qiu Wu's scalp was numb, and in the afterglow, the body of the old man on the ground was gone.

Turning around quickly, Qiu Wu saw Old Man Ji standing straight in front of him.

Akigo's face changed drastically, and a deep fear came out of his heart.

He didn't want to think about it, he pulled out his flying sword, and shouted, "Who are you!"

"Me?" Old Man Ji raised his head, and a cold, crazy, and serene smile appeared on his face: "This Dao, the Dharma Protector Monk under Master Luo, one of the Old Demon Revenge Group, Heavenly Ancestor of Heavenly Machine!"

As the words fell, a cloud of fierce mana qi rose from the Heavenly Machine Ancestor, and with one step, he appeared in front of Qiu Wu.

Qiugo's face turned pale, and his mana poured into the flying sword, and he shot with all his might.

Boom!

The Heavenly Machine Ancestor was crazy, splitting with one palm, and the powerful cyan mana wavelength drove down, crushing Qiu Wu into meat puree in front of everyone in the teahouse.

Turning his head, Tianji Ancestor looked at the Tianhua Palace maid in the three-story elegant room, licked his lips and smiled, and raised his arm to shoot mana.

Before the two Tianhua Palace maids could make a sound, they were shattered by the mana qi.

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(Stabilized temporarily, updated at normal time tomorrow) (To be continued......)