After listening to the words of Venerable Fuhu, the lady in red immediately understood that the legend was true!
"No regrets, knowing that the poor monk found you back then, why did you give you this name?"
The voice of the old monk resounded through the sky again.
"Please enlighten me, Master." The lady in red said respectfully.
"The poor monk suffered a catastrophe back then, and his conviction was shaken, so I named you this name in the hope that he can be firm in his conviction and not be shaken by foreign objects."
The old monk looked cold, and said lightly: "In addition, the poor monk also hopes that you can be like this name. No matter what you do, don't regret it."
"Master, I understand." The woman in red nodded, her eyes confused.
"Long Aotian killed your younger brother for invincibility. This hatred is not shared, and only blood can repay it."
"No regrets, you should be very clear that if today is turbulent, troubled times are about to come."
"Amidst the troubled times, heroes must come out in large numbers, and it is also a time when lives are disgraced."
"My Dalin Temple has gone through many years of catastrophe, and now the struggle for supremacy has reached the final juncture."
"Then Young Master Jianglong, whether it is talent, martial arts, or power, is the top candidate."
"No regrets, do you understand what the poor monk means?"
The voice fell, and the woman in red was silent for a while.
After a long time, the lady in red said, "But Master, I heard people say that Lord Jianglong seems to..."
"You mean Young Master Jiang Long became an eunuch?"
Hearing this, the old monk smiled, with a little disdain: "Do you know that my martial artist will be reborn in his flesh at the moment he steps into his innate."
"At the time of introduction, don't say that you are an eunuch. Even a person whose limbs are abolished can still be intact."
"No regrets, the poor monk knows that you seem to have some prejudices against Young Master Jianglong."
"But don't think too much, Young Master Jianglong is a good young man. If you make contact, you will naturally understand."
As soon as these words came out, the pretty face of the lady in red became paler and paler: "Master, what do you mean is to make me..."
"If you want to control your own destiny, you must have enough power."
"If you want to have enough power, you must build enough merits."
"Find Long Aotian, kill Long Aotian at any cost, and you will get enough feats."
"No regrets, as long as you have enough merits, why can't you get enough power? Why can't you not control your own destiny?"
After saying this, the old monk closed his eyes and meditated, and ignored the lady in red.
"Strength, merit, destiny, dragon! Proud! God!"
The pink fist clenched tightly, and amidst the beautiful eyes of the lady in red, she suddenly became murderous:
"Long Aotian, no matter where you hide, this girl will kill you!"
Wow!
The lady in red walked quickly, and after a few ups and downs, the beautiful shadow had fallen in the Fuhu Hall.
"Senior Sister."
A handsome and handsome young man in white clothes Shengxue came over with a smile.
"Junior Brother Baiyi, I heard that you smashed a halberd in Shushan, why did you do this?"
The red-robed girl frowned slightly, and she looked at the white-clothed boy with displeasedness.
The girl in red is a half-step great power, she is the elder of Fuhutang, and the master sister of elite disciples.
These triple identities, plus the disciples of the Venerable.
The lady in red is destined to have the supreme status in Fuhutang.
Even the young man in white has to be respectful to the woman in red.
"Senior Sister, this time there is a bastard named Lei Feng. I don't know what method was used to unite all the rubbish disciples, so that our three great talents were reduced to the bottom three."
With clenched fists, in the eyes of the white-clothed young man, there was a terrible stern light: "But don't worry, Senior Sister, I will definitely not lose in the inner martial arts in a month."
"Well, you work hard, and strive to win glory for my Fuhutang."
The woman in red walked a few steps, then stopped again:
"If you have any doubts in martial arts, you can come to me."
Wow!
The voice fell, and the woman in red rolled up a fragrant wind and left gracefully.
Gululu!
Staring blankly at the beautiful shadow of the lady in red, the young man in white swallowed his saliva, eyes full of evil fire and awe.
"My son, this beautiful girl is too high in martial arts, too high in status, and has been favored by Young Master Jianglong. You have no chance, don't think too much."
The boy holding the sword also swallowed his saliva and sighed.
"Young Master Jianglong is indeed amazing, but it won't be long before I break through half a step."
With clenched fists, the boy in white has a hot face:
"Even if I can't marry Senior Sister Hong, if I have a chance to come again in the future, I will be worth it even if I die."
…
The lady in red walked quickly, and after a few ups and downs, she had reached the back mountain of the seventh mountain.
Looking around, the green vegetables are lush, blooming brightly in the sun.
"Xiao Huang, I'm going to retreat recently. Watch the vegetable garden more. Don't let anyone steal the vegetable."
"Boss, I'm doing errands, you can rest assured."
In the distance, two figures suddenly appeared.
Wow!
Hearing that, the woman in red has a little toe, and it instantly turns into an afterimage and disappears deep in the dense forest.
Then, Deng Jiuling and the curly-haired boy appeared in the green vegetable field.
"By the way, when I am in retreat, no matter who it is, I can't interrupt."
Deng Jiuling stood with his hand in his hand and said coldly.
"Yes." The curly-haired boy nodded and turned away.
Deng Jiuling sat cross-legged and meditated quietly in this green vegetable field.
After a long time, Deng Jiuling turned around, turned into a streamer and left.
It wasn't until Deng Jiuling walked far that the lady in red fell to the top of the tree and landed on the green vegetable field again.
"Xiao Jiu, I have a hunch that I will either die under Long Aotian's sword, or I will die under the sword of Lord Jianglong."
Staring blankly at Deng Jiuling, the direction he was going away.
In the hands of the lady in red, there was an extra pot of spirits.
"I heard that you had a good time, then I'm relieved."
Gululu!
Drinking spirits, the woman in red sighed:
"I am the elder of Dalin Temple, but I am just a handyman."
"Perhaps we have loved before, but there is a huge difference in status between us."
"Maybe I don't care about this, but if Master, you know your existence, you will definitely be dead."
"Although I hate you for lying to me, if you can be happy, then I am also satisfied."
Wow!
The voice fell, and the beautiful shadow of the lady in red had disappeared without a trace.
…
After Deng Jiuling left, he suddenly felt a little lost, as if he had missed something.
"I don't know where Red Girl is now?"
Walking among the lofty mountains, Deng Jiuling suddenly sighed.
In a daze, Deng Jiuling seemed to have returned to the time when he first came to the Western Regions.
The shocking glimpse of disembarking, the encounter at the Dragon Cave Inn, live and die together.
"I am in the Western Regions, and I am in intrigue with people everywhere, or when I am in the abyss, staying with the red girl in the White Ape Cave Mansion, it is the most peaceful."
Wow!
When Deng Jiu was inspired, a little wolf suddenly appeared in the grass in the distance.
This little wolf is very cute, chasing a hare, galloping like the wind.
"Ahuang?"
Deng Jiuling's eyes lit up and turned into afterimages, chasing after him.
However, after chasing for a long time, the world is boundless, where is the trace of the wolf
"Ahuang followed Girl Red to leave, will he appear here again?"
Shaking his head, Deng Jiuling put the doubt in his heart behind him.
…
Xuan Bingtang, the sky is full of white snow.
A beautiful middle-aged beautiful woman, carrying a long sword, stood on the top of the mountain and looked down.
"Lan Jian, you are my disciple. Don't deal with that humble handyman Xiao Jiu in the future, remember?"
After a long time, there was a cold voice in the mouth of the beautiful woman in white.
"Master, you are not saying that everyone is equal, why...?" Lan Jian said through gritted teeth.
"presumptuous!"
Hearing this, the beautiful woman in white clothes suddenly became angry: "Handyman and outer disciple, but only ants, how can they be human?"
"Buddha says that all beings are equal, our Dalin Temple is a Buddhist monk, Master, you are a Buddhist monk."
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Lan Jian gritted his teeth and said: "Tui'er is really hard to believe. This is from the teacher."
"You don't want to use agitation method to irritate this palace, this palace does not eat this one."
The beautiful woman in white suddenly laughed, and she was very disdainful: "My martial arts in Xuan Bingtang is too empathetic, not sentimental."
"Blue sword, although this palace admires you, but if you repeatedly disobey this palace."
"Then my palace will kill Xiao Jiu and completely cut off your thoughts, huh!"
When the voice fell, Lan Jian's face turned pale in an instant.
"Master, no!"
Lan Jian knelt on the ground: "The son is a good man, please."
"Xiao Jiu is just a handyman, but you are the girl of heaven."
"Even if you want to marry someone, you should be one of the three great arrogances, not the others."
"From today, you have begun to retreat."
"After a month, if you are performing martial arts in the inner sect, you can't get the top ten, and you will say that you are a disciple of the palace in the future."
The voice fell, and two female disciples immediately came over.
"Sister, please."
"Senior Sister, Si Guoya has been vacated, you can go to retreat."
The two disciples said coldly.
"Master, I'm leaving."
Lan Jian nodded and turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, Lan Jian stopped again: "Master, I don't have to go to see the son."
"But if he has an accident because of you, then I will never forgive you."
The voice is firm and contains power.
"Blue sword, this palace is for your own good, men in this world are nothing!"
Looking at the back of Lan Jian's departure, Master Xuanbing was too indifferent: "The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. The handyman named Xiao Jiu, this palace will never let him go!"
"Master, there is a disciple named Comrade Lei Feng who wants to see you."
A disciple walked over and said respectfully.
"Comrade Lei Feng?"
Hearing this, Master Xuanbing frowned too, and said coldly: "This person who is lucky, but has a bad way, what does he come to see in this palace?"
"Master, he didn't say." The female disciple was a little worried.
"Let him in." Master Xuanbing said coldly.
"Yes, Master." The female disciple nodded and stepped back respectfully.
Soon, a white dress was fluttering, wearing a half golden mask.
The handsome young man who was like the son of turbid Shijia stepped into the Xuanbing Hall.
So handsome!
Rao is Master Xuanbing who hates men. When he saw the young man, he couldn't help but lose consciousness...