The monk's move was the right time to block out the ultimate move that Ling Feng made after all the Daoist Qingfeng had retreated.
Originally it was foolproof.
But as soon as the nightmarish master came out, the infuriating energy in his body was reversed!
His figure was stagnant in the air, his body suddenly did not obey, and he fell down in the air, slamming on the ground!
Face down and smashed the horse!
Brat, do you want to be a teacher like this...
The posture was unsightly, and he quickly got up.
But just as he propped himself up with his arms, Daochang Qingfeng struck with a heavy punch, hitting his handsome face straight.
He was knocked out on the spot—
You stinky boy, you're really a teacher—
But it's okay to fly away, take the opportunity to slip away!
The monk did not come back to fight with Daoist Qingfeng, but jumped up on the roof not far away, and disappeared into the boundless night.
The monk took out the energy of rushing to reincarnate, exerted his Qinggong to the extreme, and left the eerie alley far behind.
He couldn't wait to run for 800 miles in one breath, and finally stopped at an empty street corner.
I've never been so tired of fighting.
"hu~hu~hu~"
He leaned against the edge of the wall with one arm, slightly supporting his body, and grabbed the placket of his shirt with the other, fanning the wind.
"Finally got rid of it... Xiao Mo Ren Jing is too scary... "
He leaned his entire body against the wall, closing his eyes and breathing heavily.
Suddenly, a long shadow pulled by the moonlight quietly approached and cast a gloomy shadow at his feet.
The master of the shadow raised the hand of the devil.
A vigilance suddenly rose in his heart, and he turned around.
Um
no one
"Master!"
The little devil jumped out from behind him.
He stiffened again.
The little devil darted around in front of him, raised his head, and said cutely, "Master, it's really you!"
The monk wanted to cry without tears.
Why did I run so far and still didn't get rid of you
How did you catch up!
There is a thing in the world called shortcuts.
The monk looked at the innocent little clear space, and then looked at Gu Jiao not far away, who was looking at him with a thoughtful expression on his chin, and thunder flashed above his head.
Xiao Jingkong said excitedly: "Master, Master, Master! Why did you come to Shengdu? Did you come to see me? Have you read all the letters I wrote to you? Why don't you always reply to me? Has the abbot returned to the temple? How are Jingfan, Jingshan, Jingxin? Did the brothers miss me?"
A small headroom, a small speaker, in one second.
To tell a joke, the monks in the whole temple can't read his scriptures.
The monk has a look of life without love. If you want me to answer, you should let me interject first!
"Master, Master! I'll show you Jiaojiao!" Xiao Jingkong couldn't wait to introduce Master and Jiaojiao.
Gu Jiao came over, stood beside the two of them, tilted her head to look at the beautiful monk, and squinted, "So you are the old man with the white beard."
The monk was at a loss: "What white-bearded old man?"
Gu Jiao looked at the little guy beside her: "King Kong, didn't you say your master is an old man?"
Xiao Jingkong said seriously: "Yes! I am a villain, isn't my master an old man? He said it himself!"
"If you don't do it, do you want me, an old man, to do it?"
The small headroom is imitated vividly.
In order to be lazy, a monk who always finds various excuses to make his disciples do this and that: "..."
"Cough." He cleared his throat and made a Buddha salute with one hand, "Amitabha, the poor monk's name is dust."
Gu Jiao: "Haha."
…
On the other side, Xiao Heng met Daoist Qingfeng.
He recognized that this was the young Taoist priest who rescued him on the street last time, but because there was no portrait of the Taoist priest Qingfeng in the library of the National Master Hall, Xiao Heng did not know his true identity.
Xiao Heng greeted him: "Daoist."
Daoist Qingfeng looked at Xiao Heng, nodded slightly, then turned and walked away.
Xiao Heng: "..."
Xiao Heng looked at Qingfeng Dao's long-term back, and said thoughtfully, "It seems that he doesn't remember me."
He never cared about doing good deeds. He was really a virtuous Taoist priest.
…
Xiao Heng waited for a while at the entrance of the alley, and Gu Jiao walked towards this side with Xiaojingkong, Xiaojingkong jumped up and down, more joyful than when he came out.
Behind the two was the young monk who had just fought against the young Taoist priest.
He was dressed in a gray monk's uniform, tall and slender, with a stunning appearance, holding a string of Buddha beads in his right hand.
At this moment, he looks like a merciful monk, but when he just fought, he looked like a murderous evil spirit.
The three stopped in front of Xiao Heng.
Gu Jiao said to Xiao Jingkong, "Introduce your brother-in-law."
Xiao Jingkong snorted, came between Xiao Heng and Liaochen, and stretched out his little gentleman's hand.
"Brother-in-law, he is my master Liaochen."
"Master, he is my brother-in-law Xiao Heng."
The introduction of Xiao Heng's true identity was obtained with the consent of Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao only used her original voice when she talked to Liaochen, but now that there are more people on the street, she changed to the voice of a teenager again.
Xiao Heng was already a little mentally prepared and greeted politely, "Master Luchen."
Lichen performed a Buddha ceremony in a proper manner: "Master Xiao."
The intersection is not a place to talk. It happened that there was a stall selling dumplings nearby. Xiao Jingkong looked at the stall and drooled. Several people decided to go over and sit.
"A bowl of dumpling wrappers." Gu Jiao said to the boss.
The boss was stunned for a while. It was the first time he met someone who came to eat dumpling skins after setting up a stall for so many years.
Gu Jiao continued, "Go down with clean water."
Boss: "Ah."
Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng were neither hungry.
Gu Jiao looked at Chen: "What kind of stuffing does Master Lu Chen want to eat?"
Xiao Heng glanced at Gu Jiao strangely, no matter what fillings are in the dumplings, they always contain meat, right? Not soup dumplings.
Liechen smiled lightly: "Pig and pork stuffing."
Gu Jiao said to the boss, "Here comes a bowl of dumplings with cabbage and pork, a big bowl."
The boss looked at the monk in front of him, his expression even more dazed.
Several people sat down at a small boxy table.
Xiao Jingkong wants to sit next to Gu Jiao, and they sit on one side.
Xiao Heng and Liao Chen sat on each side, facing each other.
The boss boiled a bowl of dumpling wrappers with clear water, Gu Jiao drained most of the soup, and only a third of it remained. She mixed it with vegetable oil, vinegar sauce and a little pickle and handed it to Xiao Qingkong.
Xiaoqingkong ate happily.
Liechen smiled and said, "Gu Shizhu took good care of the clearance."
The kind that comes from the heart.
No wonder the little guy was not returned.
Gu Jiao said lightly, "It's alright."
Xiao Heng looked at Gu Jiao strangely, did this monk offend Jiao Jiao
Xiao Heng thought it over carefully, and Jiaojiao was willing to let Jingkong introduce their true identities, indicating that the other party was her own.
It might be a trifle to offend.
Xiao Heng continued to say politely: "By the way, Master Luchen, is it convenient to ask if you have any grievances or misunderstandings with the Taoist priest just now?"
Liaochen squinted and smiled: "You mean Qingfeng's bull nose?"
"Qingfeng?" Xiao Heng felt that this title sounded familiar.
Gu Jiao said, "He's the Taoist leader of the Feng family, Feng Wuxiu's brother."
Having said that, Xiao Heng had an impression: "It's that twenty-six-year-old martial arts prodigy who can defeat Han Ye."
Han Ye claimed to be the first master of his age, but that was just because Daoist Qingfeng didn't go down the mountain, and the Han family was used to boasting and hyping, and even Han Ye believed it himself.
I really thought I was the first.
Gu Jiao nodded: "Yes, it's him. Why do you seem to care about him?"
With Xiao Heng's temperament, he would not particularly care about the personal affairs of a person whom he met for the first time, even if one of them was the master of Jing Kong.
Xiao Heng said: "There was a one-sided relationship. Once I fell on the street and was almost hit by a carriage. It was the Taoist priest who saved me."
"And this matter?" Gu Jiao looked at Xiao Heng, she had never heard Xiao Heng mention it before.
Xiao Heng nodded to Gu Jiao: "He didn't leave his name at the time, and I didn't have anything to say, so I didn't say anything. I just went to say hello to him, he doesn't seem to remember me, maybe he forgot."
The dust laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Gu Jiao asked strangely.
"He didn't forget your husband, he didn't remember it at all." Monk Luchen smiled lightly, his charming peach eyes curved into a beautiful arc, "That bull nose... he's blind."
…
"elder brother!"
At the corner, Feng Wuxiu, who had been waiting for a long time at the intersection, finally waited for his brother.
He hurriedly stepped forward and asked his elder brother, "Brother, was that person just now that stinky monk?"
"Well, it's him." Taoist Qingfeng said.
Feng Wuxiu said angrily: "That guy dares to come to Shengdu, and he is not afraid that our Feng family will tear him apart!"
Daoist Qingfeng did not speak.
Thinking of something, Feng Wuxiu asked again, "Brother, have you brought your things back?"
"Something?" Gu Jiao looked at Chen, "You mean you stole something from Daochang Qingfeng?"
"First of all, I declare that I didn't steal anything from him." Lichen Tanshou said, "That thing doesn't belong to him."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Lichen sighed: "Well, since you want to know, then it's okay for me to tell you."
"Master, your dumplings."
The boss brought a bowl of steaming dumplings and put them on the table.
Liechen picked up the chopsticks and put one in his mouth, showing a satisfied smile: "It tastes good. It's not a great thing, it's just a book."
The National Book of Yan.
The matter has to start from the fact that Daoist Qingfeng went to the National Teacher Hall to borrow books a few years ago.
Taoist Qingfeng was a student of Canaan Academy before he became a monk. His outstanding talent in martial arts and magic attracted the attention of the National Teacher.
However, due to the rules of the National Master Hall never accepting children of noble families as disciples, the two did not become masters and apprentices.
Later, Daoist Qingfeng became a Taoist priest, and the national teacher still admired him very much, and even lent him one of the national books of the state of Yan as an exception.
He was hit by the dust on the way with his credentials.
Liao Chen secretly took the national book while he was bathing in the stream under the mountain.
If he just stole something, he would pay it back, but in order to prevent Daoist Qingfeng from catching up, Lu Chen took his clothes specially.
Daoist Qingfeng, who had no clothes, could only sit and wait in the water, and when night fell, not a single disciple passed by.
It's not surprising that Daoist Qingfeng originally wanted to change his clothes and take a bath because there would never be any disciples or villagers here.
Daoist Qingfeng couldn't stay in the water all his life to make fish, but he had no choice but to go up the mountain easily.
He is light and good, as long as he flies fast enough, no one can see him.
The Taoist temple has strict precepts, starting at the 90th hour, and resting at the Xu hour. To be on the safe side, he did not enter the Taoist temple until after the Xu hour.
Everything went very smoothly, the courtyard of the Taoist temple and the road were empty.
But Daoist Qingfeng forgot that it was his birthday, and everyone in the Taoist temple didn't take a break. They knew that Senior Brother Qingfeng was coming back today, so they all went to Qingfeng's yard, and decided to give him a surprise when Qingfeng came back. .
Let him feel the warmth and care from his brothers and sisters.
So, when Qingfeng Daochang passed all the checkpoints, trekked through mountains and rivers, was afraid, and finally was able to fly back to his yard, the disciples who had been waiting for a long time lit fireworks in the open space.
There was a loud bang, the fire trees and silver flowers were not at night, and the breeze was walking and dancing.
The disciples of the Taoist temple all witnessed the immortal light reward.
Although Taoist Qingfeng turned around and left, no one could see his handsome face, which was hidden by his long hair.
But who knows this kind of embarrassment.
Only, despite the height... like.
Shape... like.
The length of the hair, the aura that hits the face, the light power that leaps above the head... Like, like, like!
All like!
But even if the toes are exactly the same, it must not be the purest and most flawless Daochang Qingfeng in their Baiyunguan!
It must be some shameless pervert who deliberately blasphemed them!
They are angry!
Very serious consequences!
As a result, Baiyunguan issued a wanted notice on the rivers and lakes with a heavy reward.
- The kind with pictures.
(End of this chapter)