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Chapter 2079 Meeting

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    To be honest, although Tuolin Temple is not a kind place, I really don¡¯t look down on these big-headed monks.

    I have observed that, except for the iron stick monk, everyone else is a Yang cultivator, and their level is very low.  As for the iron monk, he seems to have practiced a little bit of magic, but it is only superficial at best.  So, from the beginning, I didn't take them seriously.

    Originally, I wanted to stay a few more days, waiting for Zhen Xingyun to come back, so that I could see how he "cures illnesses and saves lives."  Therefore, I have been polite to these guys these past two days and will not argue with them.  But now, since I have decided to leave first, there is no need to pretend anymore. Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed!

    "Stop, you can't leave until our temple master comes back!" Seeing that I had made up my mind, the iron rod monk suddenly changed his expression, held the iron rod with one hand and pointed at me and shouted: "Go back to your monks honestly.  Go to the dormitory, otherwise, don¡¯t blame me for being rude."

    "Take this broken stick away!" I said coldly.

    "If you dare, just walk in front of my iron rod! Otherwise"

    This old guy was extremely confident and had a chuckle on his face when he spoke.

    Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, I drew my sword with one hand, and with a flash of golden light, before everyone could even see the appearance of the sword clearly, the black iron rods with thick wrists had all been broken.  The notch is as smooth as grinding, and there is no trace of sharpening.

    "Is it okay now?" I asked disdainfully.

    The Iron Rod Monk¡¯s monkey head twitched and he stared blankly at the half of the iron rod in his hand. He opened his mouth for a long time without spitting out even a single word.

    "Bah, bah!" Zhu Yifan spit out the dirt in his mouth and cursed angrily: "Did you sneak attack and kick me just now? Old guy, how arrogant are you? Do you want to kick the sole of my shoe today?  On your face"

    I smiled and said: "Forget it, it's just that you are not good at studying. Next time, if your heart is crueler than your mouth, and your hands are harder than your tongue, you won't be fooled. Let's go!"

    ¡°I never expected that after seeing what I¡¯m really capable of, these guys would still dare to move!

    Seeing that we were about to leave the temple, the iron-clad monk suddenly became anxious. The beads of sweat rolled down his old face, and he shouted: "Stop him. We must not let him leave. If he leaves, the temple master will  He can skin us alive. Although he is powerful, if we fight together, we may not have no chance of winning."

    These people looked at each other and seemed to think that their temple master was more terrifying. They gritted their teeth and pounced on him fiercely from all directions.

    "Xiao Zhuzi, give you a chance for revenge!" I turned around and threw Zhikawa Path to Zhu Yifan, and said loudly: "You just think that what is coming in front of you is a group of vicious dogs. This sword has no rules, you can do whatever you want!"

    Zhu Yifan was very excited and shouted: "Master, do you like to see meat cuts or meat slices? Before I joined your apprenticeship, I learned how to cook for a few days. I will cut it for you to see."

    "It's up to you, as long as you don't cut it into stuffing, that thing looks disgusting!" I hugged Baguio and continued walking forward, passed through the middle gate, and went straight to the main entrance.  Zhu Yifan sharpened his sword and cleared the way.  Sure enough, he is full of poetry and calligraphy, and his hands are as strong as the clouds. At this moment, Zhu Yifan seems to want people to block people and kill people, and ghosts to block ghosts to kill ghosts!

    Seeing that a river of blood was about to flow, who knew, the main door of the temple opened with a creak.

    Under the moonlight, a shadow first came in, followed by a long and desolate Buddha's name: "Amitabha"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Amidst the sound of metal shaking, an old man in a blue robe slowly walked in.

    This man was fighting with a backlight, leaving a shadow, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his aura was strong, and a layer of white frost radiated along the ground for more than ten meters.

    With the appearance of this person, the sky seemed to have changed, black clouds rolled in all directions, and almost in the blink of an eye, the moon dimly hid in the black clouds.  I can feel the Yin Qi billowing around me, the demonic Qi rushing around, and the supernatural Qi also eager to try.  On the surface, there is only one person standing in front of me, but there are at least thousands of people around

    "Who are you, get out of the way, otherwise, the sword in my hand will be a mess"

    Zhu Yifan saw a person suddenly standing at the door, which suddenly attracted everyone's attention and stole the limelight from him. He was instantly dissatisfied, pointed at this person and started shouting.

    "You two came in a hurry and left in a hurry, why didn't you wait for the old monk to come back and see you?" The man's voice was low, but it seemed to contain a huge amount of power. He saw Zhu Yifan flying towards him like a broken horse, but  He slammed the tin stick in his hand on the ground.

    Poof!

    A strong wind blew up, and the air waves rolled in like a sea tide.

    Zhu Yifan¡¯s chassis was unstable and he was knocked over again.??.  Even the sword in his hand flew away.

    When the man in front of him saw Zakawa Jinglu, his face showed a hint of joy, and he stretched out his hand to draw the sword.

    "You dare to worry about my things!"

    I waved my hand and easily put the sword into my arm.

    Zhu Yifan got up in embarrassment, looking a little ashamed, and said with a flat mouth: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed again"

    "Your skills are suitable for wrestling. Of course, I'm talking about being a sparring partner." I smiled at Zhu Yifan and said, "Okay, don't blame yourself. I don't blame you this time. I just blame you for meeting a fake bald man."  The donkey is truly the devil.¡±

    Zhu Yifan was startled, then looked back at the man, and seemed to understand, and shouted: "Could it be that he is"

    "Old monk Zhen Xingyun, this is so polite!" The man held a tin staff in one hand and nodded slightly: "I heard that someone was visiting the temple looking for a doctor. The guest was of extraordinary temperament, so I hurried back. Fortunately, I caught up. Haha  , it seems that the benefactor and I still have some fate, why don¡¯t the benefactor appreciate the honor and go back to the temple to talk about it?¡±

    "Stop talking nonsense, we have to leave tonight, don't talk about you, even if Buddha comes, he can't stop us!" Zhu Yifan said with overwhelming momentum.

    "Little brother, calm down and be polite. I am talking to your master!" Zhen Xingyun looked at me and said, "Donor, I can cure your lady's illness."

    "Haha, can you cure it?"

    "Yes, I can cure it!"

    "What if it can't be cured?"

    "I am willing to sacrifice my head!"

    "Okay, Xiao Zhuzi, let's go back!" I murmured.

    "Ah?" Zhu Yifan was stunned and whispered: "Master, can you inform me when you change your mind? I just pretended to be cool, so you slap me in the face. Although I am a disciple, I still want to save face.  ¡­¡±

    "Okay, I'll pay attention next time!" I looked behind the old monk and frowned.

    "Very good, thank you for giving me half of the noodles!" Zhen Xingyun said with a smile, waving his hand and said: "By the way, there is one more thing, come on, bring in this temple trespasser who has repeatedly refused to change.  He will be locked up in the firewood shed first and wait for his fate."

    With the old monk¡¯s roar, two rippling willow branches hung down from mid-air, and with a bang, a man was thrown to the ground.

    This person is Mo Yan, who was tied up tightly by Liu Yao.

    I asked why I smelled the familiar smell of herbs just now. Sure enough, I was right. Mo Yan was arrested (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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