Chapter 102 Meet Su Xiaobai again

The thin monk smiled and said, "Don't panic, Taoist friends. We have no malice. The two of us are practitioners of Daluo Temple. We met some undead creatures and brothers who were separated before. Unfortunately, we met Taoist friends here. The Taoist friend killed Xue Feihua simply to eliminate the harm in the immortal world. I don't know which sect the friend is from and what is his last name? Who is the master? How old is it this year? How many people are there in the family? Looking at your good-looking Taoist friend, you must be a dragon and phoenix among people in the future. I don't know what kind of state Taoist friends are now, the foundation period? Dazzling period? Or is it the Jindan period? Let me guess. I think it must be the dazzling period. Do you think I'm right? I don't have any advantages, but I'm quite accurate. Taoist friend, you talk, why don't you talk..."

Zhuge Butang said a black line on his forehead. The thin monk's words almost broke his heart. He had broken his mouth enough, but today he met a man who broke his mouth more than him. However, the identity of the two made him have to pay attention to it. He has heard of Daluo Temple that it is the third largest faction in Kyushu.

"I'm Zhuge buting, what's your name?" Zhuge Buriang arched his hand.

The thin monk said, "Oh, it's Brother Zhuge. My legal name is Hua Lao. You can call me talkative."

Zhuge didn't nod his head. This name is too suitable for him. It's really talkative...

At this time, the talkative and the fat monk next to him floated down from the iceberg and said with a smile, "What kind of cultivation is Brother Zhuge from? Is Brother Zhuge Sanxiu? Ha ha, look at Brother Zhuge's extraordinary cultivation. Are you interested in Buddhism like our Buddhism? I think Brother Zhuge is predestined with our Buddhism. It's better..."

Zhuge Fuliang quickly stopped him. The grandson was really too talkative. If he didn't stop him, he might be wordy.

At this time, the fat monk next to him said awkwardly, "Brother Zhuge, you...you... don't mind, he...he... That's how he is..."

Zhuge Budang was stunned. This fat monk turned out to be a stagger. Good boy, these two people are really a perfect match together, one stagger, one chatter...

He laughed and said, "My younger brother's name is Hua Chi. You can ask him to stab. My younger brother can't speak well. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

If Zhuge doesn't nod his head, it's better not to ask. Your mouth is so broken that you can't get to the point after talking for a long time. It's a waste of saliva to talk to this guy.

Next, the two people who talked and staggered briefly introduced the situation in Fengmang Mountain to Zhuge Butangliang. They said that they were introduced by two people, but almost all of them were talking alone, and the stagger next to him could not be interrupted.

"Brother Zhuge is really Sanxiu?" This is the most brief sentence.

Zhuge nod his head and said, "Yes, because I am a spiritual root without attributes. At the beginning, the major factions refused to take me in, so they could only be a free monk."

The two of them were shocked and stab, "You... You... You are... Yes... Yes..."

"You are a non-attribute spiritual root!?" He concluded the following words and said, "I heard that the non-attribute spiritual root is an abandoned spiritual root, which can't be cultivated at all. I used to just hear about it, but I didn't expect to see it in person today."

Zhuge Buli said with a smile, "There is nothing absolute in the world. I believe I can break this barrier."

He said, "Well, Brother Zhuge is really brave. It is rumored that 5,000 years ago, the genius killed Luo and broke the concept of waste spiritual root and became a strong man through the ages. I believe that Brother Zhuge will definitely be able to do it."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" Zhuge Buleang said with a smile.

"That's natural. I don't think Zhuge's face will live a mediocre life, and his future achievements must be unlimited. And Brother Zhuge is predestined to my Buddha. I don't know if Brother Zhuge is interested in joining our Daluo Temple?

Zhuge Wuliang is a little speechless. Why hasn't this grandson forgotten this?

He statted: "Okay... All right, don't... Don't break your mouth, I... Let's leave quickly..."

Looking at the corpses of undead creatures all over the ground, he shuddled and chattered twice. He said, "Brother Zhuge, why don't you move forward with us? There are many people taking care of you in this kind of ghost place."

Zhuge didn't hesitate for a moment and nodded. These two monks are the practitioners of the third major faction in Kyushu. Their strength must be extraordinary, and they are not traitors and evil people. It is true that they can take care of each other. The three of them rushed up quickly. Zhuge Butang looked at the two people unexpectedly. They did not walk with the sword, but stepped on something similar to a Zen stick under their feet.

He said, "This ice field is so horrible. There are wild beasts and undead creatures everywhere. I heard that these undead creatures come from a death zone."

"Death Zone?" Zhuge Bureang was slightly stunned.

The words explained: "The death zone is a Jedi, full of black gas, covering hundreds of miles. If the practitioners of the foundation period enter it, they will fall into madness in an instant and be swallowed up by the gas of death."

Zhuge Butiang nodded frequently. He guessed that the death zone must be the scope of the original lost divine city. After the divine city was destroyed by the black tower, it became this death zone.

Three streamers quickly passed by. On the way, they met several wild beasts, but all three of them cleverly dodged. He was not idle all the way, and he kept talking. Zhuge Budang looked at the stammer beside him speechlessly and said, "Brother, don't you feel annoyed with him?"

"I'm used to it." The tparting also showed a look of helplessness.

Zhuge Fuliang put the ghost mask of Xue Feihua on his face. The ghost mask can hide the breath intact, and the ferocious ghost mask is like a night fork from hell.

He said, "Brother Zhuge, you'd better throw away this ghost mask, otherwise the practitioners of the major factions will mistake you for Xue Feihua. Xue Feihua is not a good guy. The practitioners of all major factions want to get rid of it quickly. If you wear this ghost mask on your face, it will lead to death."

Zhuge Buleang smiled and said, "For some special reasons, I can't let people know my identity for the time being. The two brothers must help me keep it secret."

"Oh? Did Brother Zhuge offend any big man? Brother Zhuge, don't worry, our two brothers have always been the most honest. Since you can trust us so much, my two brothers dare to guarantee that they will never tell your identity~~~"

"I'm afraid that you accidentally spilled the beans..." Zhuge Fuliang thought speechlessly.

"Boom!"

At this time, a dazzling sword light exploded on an iceberg in the distance. The golden light was dazzling, and at the same time, there was a beast-like roar.

Zhuge was not clear, and the words and stabling looked at each other and flew forward.

On an iceberg, a young man in white stood with a sword, and beside him, there were three undead creatures staring at him. The golden sword awn penetrated the chest of an undead creature, which stirred and broke the undead creature into minced meat.

"It's him! Su Xiaobai!" Zhuge Buzum was shocked.