Chapter 22 The new leader is unexpected, and the old evil faction is rampant again

In the past few days, many guests have flocked to the cold city.

Xuanzhuguan, all the elders come from the buried temple. I heard that Qianyuan Mountain Yi Tianzun came first. These sects have old friends and come to visit when they land. For a while, there were monks and Taoism in the cold city, which was quite lively.

After the master of the buried temple and his party left, when there were only four masters and apprentices left at night, Luo Xiaofan still couldn't help asking, "Master, why are those high monks so evil in name? What's the name of the buried temple? Does it sound like an evil school?

Yi Tianzun looked forward and said, "The senior monk of the buried temple has always come from the tomb. Once entered the buried temple alive, although the flesh and flesh were not dead, the secular things had already been cleared. The high level of meditation is incomprehension, which is incomprehensible to the secular vision of ordinary people... Zen machines are like buried alive, so they are called buried alive. Historically, the buried temple, Xuanzhuguan, Hancheng and Qianyuan Mountain have been known as the four leading leaders of the right path, and the four factions have been helping each other for more than 100 years..."

He remembered the puppet street and Wuyin Palace that went up the mountain today and said, "When it comes to the evil school, the puppet street and Wuyin Palace that go up the mountain today are not the right road..."

Luo Xiaofan said, "Huh? At first glance, the puppet street sounds like a real street. Is it ordinary? Does Wuyin Palace also sound like a place that is proficient in string rhythm?

Yi Tianzun said: "The puppet street is not a lively juggling street, but a strange sect in the southern snake mountain. They have secret skills and often use living people as puppets. They are ferocious and tyrannical, famous far and near. Wuyin Palace is on the top of the white clouds of Jiumu Mountain. It is good at using string rhythm to seduce people's souls. It often goes down the mountain to capture young men and girls. It is charming with the tone and does all the things of rape ****.

The three disciples were dumbfounded, and the marriage also said, "The world is really big. The name of the buried alive is actually a decent school. The Wuyin Palace with Lang Lang's voice is an evil school... Master, the inauguration ceremony of the head of Hancheng, why did they also be invited to come?"

Yi Tianzun thought and invited them to go up the mountain to set the trick of the frost at that time. Fortunately, he arrived early and destroyed his plan. Now that he is in charge of the cold city, it is naturally difficult to refuse the guests who have taken the invitation... Thinking of this, he said to the three disciples, "You three, Fengyu, I am most assured that Luo Xiaofan's marriage, don't go to the trouble of Wuyin Palace and Puppet Street these days. After all, After decades of peace, one thing is one thing less. What's more, people have come here in the buried temple and Xuanzhuguan, and they don't dare to mess around.

"Yes!"

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In a flash, it was December 8th.

In the early morning, some disciples came to the hospital to invite Qianyuanshan master and apprentice to watch the ceremony.

After washing, the four people followed the guidance of their disciples all the way to the hall. The hall was already bustling, and most of the guests were already sitting.

Yi Tianzun was arranged on the right side of the lobby, and the doormen of Xuanzhuguan were next to them in black and white plaid clothes. At a glance, it could be seen that the monks next to the buried temple, greeted each other and sat down.

A plaid path squeezed Luo Xiaofan with his shoulder and said, "Hey, haven't you seen Xiaodao? Is it the apprentice of Elder Yi Tianzun? Brother Dao, what's the name of Brother Dao?

Luo Xiaofan didn't expect that there were people who loved to talk more than himself. He thought that Xuanzhuguan and Qianyuanshan were watching each other and helping each other, and it was also good to know one more friend, so he replied, "I've met Brother Dao. The next name is - Feng Gou... It's the first time to go out with the master. Do you dare to ask your brother's name?"

"Hey..." The plaid-clothing path almost laughed out loud, "Your generation in Qianyuanshan is also very strange. Last time I saw a phoenix behind the predecessor of Yujian Tianzun, I didn't expect to meet a phoenix hook today..."

Luo Xiaofan was laughed at by him and his face fell. Stiff there.

"Hey hey hey... I'm not laughing at you, hey, don't be surprised..." The plaid Xiaodao said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, the name of our Xuanzhuguan is not good to go there. What I picked is "the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth, Senluo Wanxiang". I'm Luo, Luo Kuang."

Luo Xiaofan couldn't help laughing and said, "Luo Kuang, you are not so good... Hahaha..."

Yi Tianzun turned around and stared at him, but he had to hold back and trembled all over.

When Luo Kuang saw him laughing so hard, he whispered angrily, "Mad dog, is it so funny... Just call me A Kuang in the future..."

Luo Xiaofan said, "Then don't call me Feng Gou. In fact, my surname is Luo. We are still half a family. You can call me Xiaofan in the future."

The two were still talking nonsense, and suddenly a group of people came into the door and attracted everyone's attention.

The first one, wearing a big black hat, covered half of his face, leaving only the mouth and beard below the nose exposed. I don't know what else is hidden in the black clothes behind him. In short, two people in a person are thick, bloated and ridiculous. The situation was similar to that of the people behind him, and none of them showed their whole face.

The disciples of the cold city said loudly, "Welcome all the guests from the puppet street!"

Those people did not greet others. Following the guidance of their disciples, they walked to the empty Taishi chair opposite to do a good job. From the people who stood behind them in a regular manner, no one said a word.

The owner of the Wuyin Palace did not turn his eyes or look at him, and the two families seemed to be quite unusual.

Donghai Sanren, Lingnan Meishan and other characters came one after another. For a while, the hall was full of seats, and the disciples in the hall said, "Guests come together, the ceremony begins, and rise the altar to worship Xuanbing immortal ancestors!"

Before the words fell, more than a dozen disciples outside the hall carried out a three-foot-high tripod, and three other disciples with good skills. The golden basin cleaned their hands, lit three thick incense sticks of two people, jumped to the tripod, and inserted all three incense sticks.

"Please take your place!"

After saying that, only a clear bell beat the ice to play music. The frost of fasting and bathing, dressed in a snow-white Taoist robe, slowly came out of the back hall under the guidance of four disciples.

At first sight, what came out was the frost, not the frost of the invitation. Most people in the hall were puzzled!

Fuqin, the owner of the Wuyin Palace, was not Chen Shuang, and was even more surprised and said, "Why not him?"

He restrained the frost and sat down to the chairman and said loudly, "Thank you, seniors and Taoist friends, for coming to watch the ceremony. Here I would like to say a word first, but the first teacher has been unable to close down and ignore vulgar things before Zen the position of the head. Although the invitation I received the day before yesterday was sent by my brother Chen Shuang, I haven't returned to the mountain yet. After returning to the mountain, I met the closed master. He chose me to be the head of the cold city.

Unexpectedly, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The frost said, "Please sit down. Since you have come, you are still guests of the cold city. Please don't be impatient!"

"This..."

Received the invitation of Shen Shuang, but the head of the throne was restrained, and many people had no idea.

Fuqin said, "What the hell are you doing in Hancheng? Forget it, whether it's Chen Shuang boy or you, anyway, I promised the Wuyin Palace thing. Don't forget it then!"

Concented Shuang remembered the Firegu Evil Buddha and thought that what kind of secret deal did Chen Shuang have with these evil outsiders? He sighed and said, "The fire aunt and the evil Buddha, the doorkeeper of Tianhuo Valley, have tried to get involved in the cold city and have come back. I'm sorry that I don't know about the appointment between Chen Shuang and the palace master. Please respect yourself.

Fuqin broke the armrest of the seat and stood up and said angrily, "What is the fire devil! I don't care so much. Anyway, if you don't agree to lend me the cold spectrum, I won't let you be the leader!"

Yi Tianzun said angrily, "You are so angry! The head of the cold city is selected by their own sect. How can the palace owner worry about it? The palace owner doesn't pay much attention to everyone here!"

It doesn't matter how much you touch the piano. As soon as your hands are displayed, the six-string ghost of Zunbao appeared on your knees and said angrily, "Well, since Qianyuan Mountain Yitianzun has elegance, why don't I play a song for you to cheer you!"

"Ha ha..." The master of the living temple Sheding laughed at the rosary and said to Fuqin, "Since the palace owner wants to play the piano, the old man is willing to make a fool and hit a bell to play a song with you. What do you think?" Yan Bi took out a golden little wooden Duo from his arms. With a shake of the bell twice, it will rise to a huge bell. Buddha's light is shrouded in mystery!

Fuqin hummed angrily, and ten true breaths at his fingertips stirred together, and the melodious and soul-piercing sound of the piano sounded.

"DangDang!"

Master Sheding smiled kindly and also knocked with the pang.

Between the flat and white, knife-shaped ripples flew out of the six-string ghost crying piano, fast and slow, and hit the people here. Before flying to the center, it was blocked by the sound of Buddha made by a circle of golden bells and shattered in the air.

A low-level disciple like Luo Xiaofan said that it was fairy music in his heart after listening to Qinyin. He was carried away. If he hadn't been killed by the sound wave by the Buddha's sound, he would have died in that sinister music long ago.

When the sound of the piano changes, it is even more enchanting. There is no tangible knife spirit in the air, but it is even more slain!

"Enough...hehe..."

Master Sheding suddenly had a mana and a heavy blow, so that everyone in the lost hall woke up. Luo Xiaofan secretly scolded himself for being useless. In the piano sound, he was so forgetful that he almost pulled out the black cloud around his waist and cut it off the master. Fortunately, the piano sound suddenly broke... The domineering and holy sound waves were everywhere, pressing the six-string ghost crying piano, stroked the string pillar and couldn't be suppressed, and he took abruptly. This is really a thing that drops one thing, brine and tofu. After all, it is inseparable from yin and yang, and there are no five elements.

Fuqin looked at Master Sheding's kind eyebrows and secretly recited the magic name. Xuanzhu's fantasy real person also had a look on his face. Knowing that it was not easy to attack, he said angrily, "Humph! Let me come for nothing today! Can Hancheng invite these stinky Taoist monks to help every day? Just rely on you boy, sooner or later, the cold city will not be in the palm of my hand! Let's go!"

Yan Bi went away with the five-tone palace gate man's sleeves!

Wan Leidong, the head of the puppet street, also suddenly got up and went out without saying a word.

"Good..." Master Sheding said, "Amitabha is naturally a poor monk who doesn't understand the rhythm, which disturbs your interest, but it's a pity..."

The frost was full of sweat and thanked She Ding and Yi Tianzun: "Thanks to the two predecessors for their righteousness!"

A break up said, "What the hell is going on?"

Yi Tianzun got up and said, "To tell you the truth, the poor Taoist first few people came here for a few days and saw it with their own eyes, guaranteeing that Yunfeng Taoist friends passed the position of leader to this master of restraining Frost. There is no doubt about the ranking!"

Xuanzhu Guansen Huan Zhenren and the master of the buried temple Sheding both heard him say this time when they visited Yi Tianzun, so their faces did not change. Suddenly, Sen Huanzhen stood up and said, "Those people shouldn't have come, so they left. Here are four of us gathered to witness. Are you afraid that we can't get our name right?