Chapter 20 No Disaster

The sword broke the wind, "sneer--", with a sharp sound, stabbing Rong Hui's chest. He didn't have time to think about it. He kicked his feet forward and retreated sharply in the wind. The right hand and finger are like a knife, drumming spiritual power, and a finger is poked out in the oblique thorn.

The spiritual power of wood fire is resonating, turning into a pillar of fire, pointing straight to the sword grid. The spiritual force hit each other, and the sparks flashed, and there was a muffled sound. The blade was slightly deflected and plunged into the stone surface, "Ding-", with a crisp sound, straight to the handle.

Rong Hui shot backwards with the anti-shock force and retreated lightly. After standing down, he followed the sound and saw a girl flying towards him. The girl was dressed as white as snow, and a snow satin ribbon on her waist was shining with a faint silver light, like an spotless fairy. But when I saw that her face was as heavy as water and her eyebrows were locked, I felt that she looked like a widow with filial piety. Looking closely, it turned out to be Miss Yang Jiaqi, and she couldn't help shouting, "You're crazy!" Thinking that the white stone on the ground was hardened by the spiritual power of the earth, his heart was tingling and his face couldn't help twitching. Let's beat you first!" The hand is at will, and one finger is sent out. Through his fingers, he pointed straight to the girl's chest.

Yang Mengjun was stunned: "Do you dare to fight back?" The spiritual power is drumming, and the silver light of the belt suddenly brightens, forming a boundary outside the body. The spiritual power was excited, and the thunder burst into flames. A muffled thunder shook the valley.

She only felt numb and her body flew back. When I came to my senses, I was already ten feet away. There was a buzz in his ears. Seeing Rong Hui standing on the platform and pulling out his right hand, his left hand was full of inspiration. He was about to erase the mark on the sword, so he only shouted angrily, "Return my flying sword!" When he said a word, he didn't hear the voice, and his face suddenly turned white.

Rong Hui held a flying sword in his left hand and patted it on the stone table with his right hand. The desktop shook, and the aura around the attic rose. After a moment, it became a continuous gas and was waiting to turn into a transparent boundary. Then he turned back and asked Rong Xue, "What's going on!" I have no choice but to take the flying sword for the time being, so I simply handed it to Ling Xiao first.

"I heard that it was their elder sister, who was the female nun who introduced us last time!" Rong Xue lowered her voice and said, "I died when I was out on business!"

"That's none of my business!" Although Rong Hui was annoyed by the girl's sneak attack on him, she was still from the same family. He suppressed his anger and then asked, "Why did you die? How did you come to me?" Several times of engagement shocked the same door nearby. For a while, the flying rainbow shuttled, and dozens of monks surrounded the attic for a moment, waiting to watch the bustle.

"I heard that it sneaked into us..." Ling Xiao bit his lip slightly: "It just happened!" It's very glot.

"Hmm, good death!" Rong Hui's heart was awe-hearted and said bluntly, "She is a 'Young Yin Period' monk. I'm afraid she wants to venture into the boundary!" Thinking of his family, he was angry and stared back at Yang Mengjun.

If God looks at people, he looks directly at the soul. Yang Mengjun stared back, as if facing a round of sunrise, he was so scared that his body and mind trembled: "No, the power of Yangming!" Just as he was about to retreat, he was supported behind him, as if he was leaning against the sun. I was overjoyed and heard someone sneer: "Do you dare to compete with the sun and the moon?"

"It's Master!" She was sad and wept with joy: "Master, he robbed my flying sword!"

Rong Hui saw a white-bearded Taoist suddenly coming and thought that the host was coming. But when Yang Mengjun not only called him "Master", but also bit himself, he was angry and anxious: "No wonder he is so arrogant. It turns out that there is a master as a backer!" Seeing the other party's "sun period" cultivation, he calmed down and greeted: "Brother, why is this!"

"Huh!" The Taoist frowned and sneered: "Brother? Yes, with your half-hearted 'Yangming power', you are indeed qualified to call the poor brother!" But his eyes swept over like a blade.

Ronghui is like a sea of fire, running spiritual power to resist, but wants to ignite his body. Is this... Taoism, fireway?" He was shocked: "It's really the 'Sun' monk." But I don't believe that he dares to break through the boundary of his courtyard and kill himself in public. Fortunately, he was clear-minded and ignored him, and said to the old man: "Brother, what does this mean!" With one word, he has left a sweat. Looking sideways at Rong Xue and Ling Xiaoxiang, they were sweating, refreshed and disgraceful. They bent down and couldn't help gasping, as if they had been exposed seedlings for a long time. My heart was shocked, and I quickly grabbed their hands and shook their spiritual power.

The two women's spirits were refreshed, Ling Xiao raised their fingers to the sky, and the "water spirit" gushed out of their fingers. Cold and heat, water turns into steam, rises to the top of the boundary and condenses into clouds, clouds gather, and it rains again. The rain was heated and steamed again, and it was repeated and endless.

Rong Hui and Rong Xue were moistened by the "spiritual rain" and slightly relieved. This is water!" Lingxiao's starry eyes are bright, regardless of anything else, condensed and realized. Outside the divine thing, I only felt that I would rise to the sky and fall to the ground for a while. What rises is yourself, and what falls is yourself. What is in the sky is himself, and what is on the earth is also himself. One person seems to become four people, and four people are all themselves.

"Eacon's little skill!" The old man snorted softly, and his eyes were brighter. He questioned Rong Hui, "Since you are a self-serving teacher, why are you willing to be lewd and take action against me!"

"She didn't ask indiscriminately and attacked me with a flying sword, why?" Rong Hui sneered and retorted: "The following crimes are rude and shameless to lie in public. How are you a religious disciple! As a teacher, instead of dissuading him, he bullied others. No wonder you can teach such an apprentice!" After a robbery, he scolded him so that he was speechless.

The old way enters the road with fire, and he also has a hot temper. How can he stand this excitement? Suddenly, he smiled angrily: "Okay, what a good tooth!" The eyes are round, the spiritual power is bulging, the clothes and hair are open, and the posture is to break the boundary and kill people.

The two quarreled and attracted hundreds of disciples to watch. Seeing that the old man was about to fight, his heart was shocked and retreated one after another. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Master, calm his anger!" Slow down!" The two came in response to the sound, each with their own regular clothes. It was Yang Menglin and Yang Mengzhou.

The old man was stunned, and the two of them were left and right, whispering in their ears. His face changed slightly, but he still didn't stop. He continued to ask, "Then why did you rob my disciple's magic weapon? Are you really poor and crazy to bite people?"

"This is a stolen property that attacked me. Even if it comes to the leader, I'm not afraid!" Rong Hui wanted to leave this flying sword weapon. He pointed to the sword mark on the ground and asked the old man, "This is the evidence. Why do you dare to be an apprentice? Do you still have to help destroy the criminal evidence as an apprentice?"

Lao Dao was stunned and looked sideways at Yang Mengjun. She blushed with tears, and after all, she knew that she had the first to do it. The action just now can be said to be "deeply affectionate". At present, the right and wrong are clear, and many disciples have testified. If you teach a lesson again, a hat that kills the same family is fixed. He sighed and stared at Rong Hui and said harshly, "This matter is not over. Let's judge it again!" Turn around and brush your sleeves.

Yang Menglin saw that her sister was wronged and wanted to stand up for her. Yang Mengzhou saw that his sister's eyebrows were cold and still refused to stop. He couldn't help but scold him in a low voice: "You made a big deal. Now as soon as he has something to do, everyone knows that it's under us. Just wait to receive the punishment!"

Yang Menglin suddenly realized that she and her younger brother, one left and one right, set up her sister and went away in the wind. As if there is no one around, he does not squint. When everyone saw the three people leaving, they couldn't calm down and scolded, "What!" The inner disciple is amazing!" A group of people who eat soft rice!" ... looked at Rong Hui and the three people one after another, and their sympathetic eyes seemed to say, "The world is like this. Let's restrain yourself!" Who are the disciples in the inner room? There is a master on the top, a family support on the back, a magic weapon in the front, and a worship pad below. They are just qualified to walk horizontally. You come to cross with them and ask for more blessings!" Each of them went back to their residence with the false wind.

In the western part of the Sanqing Hall of Elder Peak, there are also two Taoist priests. One beard is white and boneless. In the coarse linen clothes, there is a white porcelain cup on his left hand. While closing his eyes and tasting tea, he mutters, "I still have a magic weapon waiting to be opened. Why haven't I come back yet!" Have you killed someone or haven't been pulled by two little guys!" It turned out to be the first "true treasure real person" of "Tiangong Pavilion"

Another middle-aged appearance, with three long rays of long beards. He is well-dressed and well-looking, and he is actually the head of Zhenyuan. He smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, although the 'real fire' is impatient, he still knows how to be measured and can't miss the big deal of his brother!" While talking, I felt the old man coming and got up to greet him in person. Before he reached the door, the old man had pushed the door in.

"Real treasure" put down the tea cup and asked, "How's it going? Is there a problem?"

"I didn't see it!" The old man strode to the meteor, sat directly in place, and then said, "The 'Yangming period' is true, and there is no enlightenment, but he is very stubborn, and he dares to be stubborn under my 'sun fire'. However, her cultivation is too shallow to kill Sister Yang from the front. If the three of them work together..."

"Sister Yang is wronged!" Zhenbao sighed: "I have also checked that he did not go down the mountain within half a month of the accident, and most of it was not done by him."

"How could he know about us?" Zhenyuan said down: "I only watched the chaos coming, thinking about opening up and saving money, and forgot the warnings of the elders. After all, I'm still careless!"

"Didn't you hear her say that it's safe inside, and the highest cultivation can't build a foundation, so she sent her there?" Zhenhuo snorted softly: "What should we do now? How can we explain when Elder Yang comes out of the customs? My little apprentice shouted for his life. If we don't take action, it's not easy to explain to the elders at that time! What's more, that's his territory. If Sister Yang has an accident there, he can't get rid of it!"

Zhenbao felt that his words were unreasonable and thought about it. There was no real truth in the "cultivation world". A big fist is the hard truth. He squeezed his lips and said, "That's a 'good seedling'! If there is a master behind him, why come to my mountain to make weapons? Besides, we are not the only one who went in to explore the treasure. Will it be..."

"Exploring treasure? It's a joke to think about it!" Zhenyuan shook his head and mocked himself: "What is obviously sealed in the boundary? Even the ancestors said that the cultivation of the clothers was unfathomable, and it was within a thousand years, which was mostly related to the 'Upper Realm'. It's in vain that we think we are smart. If we really release something fierce, we will suffer first!"

"Is that what you say to Elder Yang?" Seeing that the head brother had a great intention to stop, the old man tried his best to dissuade him: "Anyway, how can you allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch!"

"At present, the most important thing is to ensure that the ancestors rush!" Zhenyuan warned in a low voice: "The rest must be put behind. As for this matter, we just need to keep annoy. How to finish it at that time is the business of the elders! I will send another batch of foundation disciples to investigate, just as a test for them. In the future, no "Taiji" disciples are allowed to enter the boundary without permission.

Lao Dao suddenly realized: "How can I forget that with the ancestors, there is only one day of 'Danxia Mountain'. Ensuring the safety of the ancestors is the top priority!" Several people discussed again, and "Zhouyuan" saw that "Zhoubao" was impatient, and finally told him, "As for that boy, Brother Lao will keep an eye on him. Maybe it will be of great use in the future!" Send the two out in person.