"Liar, you are just like that old man" Xiang Que suddenly jumped up and cursed: "It's ridiculous that those few people are still mourning for you outside, but you're making fun of them all like monkeys"
After panting heavily, Xiang Que calmed down a little and said, "If I don't trick them out, do you think they can still be alive at this time?"
At the very beginning, Xiang Que really wanted to ruthlessly keep Lai Benliu, Kong Dejing, and Xun'er girls all to silence them, so as not to let them spread the news of this place, but after thinking about it later, he decided to forget it and offended her. Kong Mansion and Lai Benliu had nothing to do with each other, but the girl Xun'er whose identity he didn't know until now made him a little embarrassed. This woman's background is definitely not simple.
It's not very wise to make enemies here, so Xiang Que came to cheat and sent all of them out, and kept those who sacrificed themselves for others.
"You people in Gujing Temple don't have a good thing," Xiang Que said angrily.
"Noisy" the old man frowned, stared at Xiang Que for a few moments, and said, "Why do you have this ghost thing on your body?"
Xiang Que spread his arms and said helplessly, "If it wasn't for this ghost thing, maybe I wouldn't have had the chance to visit Gujing Temple He was already there when I was in my mother's womb, and then I When Master met me, he took me under his wing. This ghost thing has been sealed in my body for more than 20 years, and he will be released from this trap in less than two years."
"Haha, two years, two years." Xiang Que suddenly laughed maniacally, with a distorted and ferocious expression on his face: "I'll see what else you can do to seal me in two years, and I'll give it to you based on your current ability." You can't do anything about me for two years, and I will see the light of day again after another two years of suffering."
"Shua" the old man on the top suddenly walked up to Xiang Que, and then pointed at his seal. lacking in the body.
At this time, Xiang Que regained his senses. After being stunned, a roar came from his body: "You guys in Gujing Temple are a bunch of thieves and prostitutes. What can you do if you come in, old guy? I can still get out of trouble after two years. If you dare to destroy me, this boy will not survive.¡±
In Xiang Que's body, after a wisp of soul from the old man Di Shang went in, he forcibly suppressed the irritable Xishan old grave, and then Xiang Que sealed him again with the map of the Ten Palaces of Yan Luo's Suppression of Prison, and after a while, the old man Di Shang appeared again, Quedui sat on the ground and asked with a tired expression: "Master, is this guy still hard for me to kill after two years?"
"Looking at it now, there's really not much hope," said the old man on the ground, nodding solemnly.
Xiang Que looked downcast. Before he released the seal to reveal the old grave of Xishan, he wanted the old man to judge whether he could destroy the other party in two years with his own realm, but now he heard that the teacher Xiang Que suddenly burst out at Zu's words.
I have been suffering for more than 20 years, but I still can't get over this hurdle?
After going down the mountain for more than a year, he went from concentrating to Tongyin, gaining the luck of the heavens and listening to the voices of the Dao, and his realm rose steadily, in order to win the old tomb of Xishan when he was twenty-five years old, but more than a year passed, he I got another disheartening news from the old man on the ground. After two years, there is still no hope!
"What I said is that there is not much hope for you now, but you seem to have forgotten that you had no hope at all before this." The old man on the top of his back put his hands behind his back and said in a teaching tone: "These two sentences Can¡¯t you taste the difference between the words? In two more years, you may be able to hope that the little one will become a little sure, and in the end, it is entirely possible to completely crush him.¡±
"Shua" Xiang Que raised his head a little excitedly.
The old man on the top went on to say: "Besides, if you die, you will die. You see, I have been dead for more than two thousand years, and I can still talk to you. The body is just a broken skin. If it is gone, it will be gone."
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, blinking his confused eyes and asked: "Master, then do you think I have hope, or do I have no hope?"
"You ask me? How can I answer you?" The old man looked at him very speechlessly, and said, "I want you to take it easy and don't get entangled. Life and death are fate, wealth and honor. For you, you should take it easy." The word life and death, if you are always hovering between these two words, then I am afraid that there will only be one end for you in the end."
Xiang Que finally understood why the people in Gujing Temple were so clueless. This foundation was laid down more than two thousand years ago, and it was not right at all.
"Master Ancestor" looked up to Que, with a trace of longing and longing in his eyes, and his expression was joyful.
The old man on the ground lowered his head and said, "I'm going to leave soon. If you have something to say, speak quickly."
Xiang Que blinked his hungry eyes and asked, "Heavenly Book, where is the Heavenly Book?"
Two years later, life and death are at stake, and Xiang Que doesn't plan to think about things so far away for the time being, and only looks at the present.
The old man¡¯s heavenly book is the purpose of his coming here this time. Regardless of whether Huang Shigong is his master or not, Xiang Que wants the heavenly book. Before, the four of them shared it equally, but now all three of them have been tricked by him. After going out, wouldn't I be able to swallow it all by myself?
The old man on the ground asked a little surprised: "What heavenly book?"
"Ah?" Xiang Que opened his mouth in a daze, then quickly stood up and danced and said, "Tianshu, no, don't you know about Tianshu? That's right, it's that Didn't it mean that in your hand?" Is there a bible?"
"Two thousand years ago, did you think there would be such a thing as a book? Two thousand years ago, you asked the people in that world, who knew what a book was?" The old man tilted his head and said lightly: "You know what a book is? In the ancient well temple, have you heard of any ancestors who have heavenly scriptures?"
"Oh, oh, I'll go." Xiang Que patted his head with a grimace on his face. That's true. As the patriarch of Gujing Temple, if the old man had a heavenly book in his hand, it must have been passed down from generation to generation. Well, where are they still needed to come and steal it?
Xiang Que pinched his teeth, raised his head speechlessly and said, "My trip was in vain."
The old man Yishang hummed and said, "At least you have seen me, the patriarch."
"Hehe" Xiang Que bared his teeth in joy, rubbed his hands and said, "Patriarch, look, I've paid my respects to you, right? There is no heavenly book, so are there any other benefits?"
Xiang Que was very unwilling, and it was a bad job to make a trip and almost lose his life.
For a stingy man like Xiang Que, there is a sentence that is more appropriate to describe it. If he goes out for a walk and doesn't pick up anything to go back, he will pay for it.
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