The voice fell, but there was a ghost-faced man who appeared behind Patriarch Murong silently without knowing it.
Among the second-generation disciples of the Pure Land, Patriarch Murong’s martial arts were not under King Shizang.
But Patriarch Murong, a dignified second-step martial artist, was approached but didn't know how strong the man came
This person, wearing a large black robe and a ghost mask, looked very strange.
He was so dark that he was extremely uncomfortable.
"Who are you..." Patriarch Murong frowned.
"Jiejie, Patriarch Murong is really forgetful. The old man came here 80 years ago."
Stroking the white beard, the old and cold voice of the ghost face suddenly resounded through the audience:
"Back then, in order to expel him from Dalin Temple, the old man and your Murong family have worked together!"
what!
boom!
When the voice fell, Patriarch Murong's expression suddenly changed.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the world was in great chaos, and within the Western Regions, wars were raging, and life was overwhelmed.
But in the troubled times, there are also heroes, geniuses, and hordes of heroes.
At that time, the internal and external troubles of Dalin Temple had reached a precarious point.
In the Pure Land, the Shi family's eight-line internal fighting is constant, and it is also very dangerous.
Among them, the Murong family, which has just gotten rid of the name of being weak and small, has initially emerged.
In order to be able to develop more quickly, it violated the laws of the code and spread the tentacles to Dalin Temple.
No way, the resources of the Pure Land at that time were all kept by several masters.
For the Murong family to rise, or even replace the Shi family, unconventional means must be used.
Relying on the resources of the big whale swallowing Dalin Temple, the Murong family rose rapidly and completed the bloody primitive accumulation.
Don't look at the Murong family, nowadays the scenery is endless and respected.
But in the primitive accumulation stage, the Murong family did a lot of bad things.
It's just that everyone who knows about this will either die of old age or be destroyed.
Until now, even in the Murong family, there are not too many people who know the inside story.
But the ghost-faced man in front of him actually knows the truth, and seems to be a witness
day!
This... Who is this ghost-faced man
In an instant, Mr. Yan, Patriarch Murong, was full of surprise and uncertainty.
"Brother mud, why don't you tease the younger generation?"
Caressing his white beard, Mr. Murong said, "My son was not born 80 years ago. What does he know?"
When the voice fell, the ghost nodded, and then sat down:
"Brother Feixion, haven't seen you for many years, your style remains the same, and your martial arts is even higher. Congratulations."
"Congratulations?" Father Murong sighed:
"There are all ants under the innate nature, and the old man didn't arrive at the third step, alas."
Although, in the Pure Land, Murong Feixiong was second only to Shi Ditian, martial arts reached an unfathomable level.
But the problem is, Murong Feixiong's pursuit is more than the third step of cultivation
"Yes, if you don't enter the innate in one day, you can't break through the limit of lifespan in one day. After all, one day is a mortal womb."
The ghost nodded, sighed and said: "It's a pity that from ancient times to the present, apart from Dalin Patriarch, it has been clearly proven by the world that he has indeed stepped into the innate warrior, and there is no second person."
The voice fell, and the two old men were silent at the same time.
Although, in the long river of history, there are still many warriors, suspected to be innate warriors.
But in front of the public, it shows the innate martial arts.
And was seen by thousands of people at the same time the innate warrior.
Only Dalin Patriarch, that's all!
It is precisely for this reason that Dalin Patriarch has a very high influence in later generations.
"One reed crossed the river, ten years of epiphany, the grandeur of the ancestor, just thinking about it, makes people excited." Father Murong said with emotion.
"Fine, let's not talk about this, let's think about the next thing." The ghost face man said with a sneer.
"Brother mud, you are the number one fortune teller in the world. I don't know what do you think about this battle of the Dalin Temple inheritance?" Mr. Murong asked tentatively, stroking his white beard.
It turned out that the ghost-faced man in front of him had been secretly fighting against Deng Jiuling many times-the mud bodhisattva!
In the battle of the Mohist school, the mud bodhisattva tried to help the Mohist school to change his fate, but ultimately failed.
After that, the mud bodhisattva's many conspiracies were all unknowingly solved by Deng Jiuling one by one.
The most ridiculous thing is that the mud bodhisattva and Deng Jiuling have never really come into contact with each other from beginning to end.
The mud bodhisattva tampered with the secrets of heaven many times, not only did it have no benefit.
Instead, his appearance was completely turned into fish scales.
Such a result is naturally unacceptable to the arrogant mud bodhisattva.
and so!
The mud bodhisattva moved around and finally came to the pure land.
Many years ago, the mud bodhisattva used to cooperate with the young Murong Feixiong.
In the end, among the Dalin Temple, the leader who was hailed as the most outstanding was killed by the two.
At this point, the Murong family's shots can get out of the pure land and extend to the Dalin Temple.
This incident is Murong Feixiong, the most proud thing in his life.
However, Murong Feixiong really knows that this matter cannot be known to others.
otherwise!
Even if it is Shi Ditian, I am afraid that he will break the barrier and cut Murong Feixiong.
Nowadays, the mud bodhisattva suddenly descends and mentions the battle of inheritance of Dalin Temple.
Murong Feixiong suddenly understood that the real troubled times were about to come.
because!
Only in the troubled times, the line of mud bodhisattva can show its fists and show the lore power of Feng Shui!
"Dalin Temple is a martial arts holy land in the Western Regions, and it is also a spiritual totem for the people."
The ghost face man sneered and said: "Whoever can take charge of Dalin Temple is equivalent to controlling the Western Regions."
"Brother Fei Xiong, if you want to compete with the Murong family, you must establish the closest relationship with the Saint Son."
When the voice fell, Mr. Murong nodded suddenly:
"You are right, but my Murong family has been away from the world for a hundred years since the drastic changes in the late Qing Dynasty."
"So that there are not many people we can use in Dalin Temple today!"
Back then, in order to do things secretly, the Murong family did not place a tribe in Dalin Temple.
It is through the manipulation of chess pieces that indirect control of certain halls of Dalin Temple is carried out.
But the problem is that a hundred years passed in a flash.
Back then, there were few chess pieces.
Either killed by someone, died of old age, died in battle, or disappeared.
So far, the Murong family has plundered the resources of Dalin Temple.
It has reached a low point in history.
Fortunately, the Murong family today has passed the primitive accumulation stage, and it is also very powerful.
But once the troubled times begin, a new round of plunder must naturally be prepared in advance.
And the choice of this saint child becomes very critical.
Whoever can have a good relationship with the Son is equivalent to the supreme Dalin Temple who has a good future!
"If it is Young Master Murong Jiannan, it should be no problem to go to the competition in person and win the inheritance qualification." The ghost face said his intention.
"No!" Father Murong shook his head suddenly:
"Jiannan martial arts is high, but he is a big fan and cannot leave the pure land."
"Moreover, in my pure land, the sword seizure is about to begin, Jiannan can't be distracted."
"In addition, if Jiannan can really obtain the qualification for inheritance, this matter will definitely not be hidden from Shi Ditian!"
hiss!
The voice fell, and everyone's color changed.
Even the unruly ghost-faced man heard the three words "Shiditian".
His pupils also shrank, and he couldn't help but breathe in cold air.
Obviously, even as far as the mud bodhisattva was concerned, Shi Ditian was still a terrifying existence that he did not dare to provoke.
"Master Shi Ditian has been in retreat for many years, and he is determined to break through to the innate and achieve the achievements of Dalin Patriarch."
The ghost face man frowned and said, "It stands to reason that Lord Shi Ditian, the possibility of leaving the customs is unlikely."
"Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, but once it is true, then my Murong family, the foundation accumulated for thousands of years, will be completely transformed into nothingness."
Father Murong waved his hand: "This matter, absolutely not!"
In fact, from the bottom of his heart, Mr. Murong wanted Murong Jiannan to participate in the battle of inheritance.
After all, the disciples of the eight families of the Buddhism, in the final analysis, are from the same ancestor and master as the seventy-two halls of Dalin Temple.
and!
The martial arts of the eight lines of the Bu family and the 72 Tangkou are actually inextricably linked, and they are not isolated from each other.
In addition!
In the hearts of Dalin Temple disciples, the eight families of the Buddhism are the blood of the patriarch, and they have a noble and sacred meaning.
and so!
No matter from which aspect, it is the most suitable for the children of the eight families of the Buddhism to be the saint son of Dalin Temple.
But the problem is that in the code of the Bu family, Dalin Patriarch clearly stipulated that the eight families of the Bu family cannot compete with Dalin Temple for power.
This is the legacy of the ancestor master. If the Murong family dares to violate it, Shi Ditian, as a law enforcement officer, will definitely destroy the Murong family.
This price and risk are too great, Mr. Murong, naturally will not take risks.
"In that case, the old man still said that, if your Murong family is not going to send disciples to participate in the battle of inheritance."
The ghost face said in a cold voice: "Then, you must ensure that the future candidates for the Saint Son must have a good relationship with the Murong family!"
The voice fell, Murong family, everyone was silent.
"Dad, among the seventy-two halls, the Misty Young Master has the highest martial arts."
Patriarch Murong tentatively said: "Did you not have good friendship with Venerable Misty all these years?"
"It's better to-leave a letter, promise all kinds of benefits, and assist the ethereal young master in the upper ranks?"
When the voice fell, Mr. Murong suddenly moved.
"It's just that the book is not properly repaired, so... I will let Jiannan take a trip to Misty Peak by myself!"
After pondering for a moment, Mr. Murong, the final word!
…
The eight families of the Bu family, the Bao family compound.
"Dad, are you looking for me?" Pushing open the door, a chubby young man asked respectfully.
"Ocean, you clean up, leave the pure land immediately, and take a trip to Dalin Temple." Putting down the brush, Patriarch Bao said lightly.
what
Hearing this, the fat young man suddenly changed his color: "Dad, you don't want me anymore? I... Every month from now on, my pocket money is gone?"
"You kid." Patriarch Pao was speechless: "Don't worry, the pocket money will be doubled every month, and you will be given a magic weapon."
"However, you must..."