The monk had been on guard for a long time. He used a flexible pace that was not commensurate with his bulky figure. He quickly dodged and did not fight with the old man at all. He laughed and said to Wen Leyang: "The little benefactor didn't fall into his trap. This thing belongs to him." What I cheated is not a thunderstorm order..."
The old Taoist was furious: "Asshole Bald Donkey, you have already taken away your share, and now you come to cause trouble for me. It's like this every time..."
Monk Shuijing shouted loudly, no longer trying to dodge, he punched and raised his legs and fought with the old Taoist like the wind in the woods. Both of them had enough strength in their fists and feet. Falling, the tree trunks swayed, swaying in a dull rattling sound. wWW,QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO,cOM
The little girl asked curiously: "Are these two people working together, or are they enemies?" The two people undermined each other and exchanged blows. It seemed that they were sworn enemies, but listening to their conversation, it seemed that they often did bad things together. .
After a while, the two of them staggered back. It seemed that neither of them could do anything to the other. Monk Shui Jing cursed fiercely: "Obviously I encountered this good seedling first, Niubi, you step in and follow me." Rob!"
The old Taoist was also dissatisfied: "Everyone accepts disciples based on their abilities. Who can blame you if you can't bring out anything decent with empty hands? Besides, you and I each took one of the two things at the beginning. The lantern is not an ordinary thing at a glance. What's going on now?" I can’t take it out!”
The monk yelled: "Fart! That lantern was destroyed by you! If it weren't for you... Buddha would be so kind to you, I'd better show you the truth!" Shui Jing's mouth was stupid, and he couldn't continue talking. Simply flick your sleeves and get ready for a good fight.
The old Taoist was not to be outdone: "I ruined the lantern? If I hadn't saved you, you would have been turned into mud by the heavy rain!"
Wen Leyang's heart trembled. He looked at Xiao Yi with questioning eyes, and made two words with his mouth: lantern.
Xiao Yi leaned his head closer, and the bangs rubbed against Wen Leyang's cheeks, "The disciples in the inner chamber who have passed the ten-year exam in Crow Ridge will carry three things with them, the soul-inducing lamp, the soul-summoning seal, and the soul-fixing needle. .”
A sharp look flashed across Wen Leyang's eyes. Wen Tunhai told him that the person who released the soul-inducing lantern into the red leaf forest on a rainy night would not be a member of the Luo family. Although Wen Leyang couldn't care less about pursuing the matter for the time being, how could he miss the clues when he encountered them.
The monk and the Taoist were dissatisfied with each other. The two of them stared at each other, and each took a stance.
Monk Shui Jing took out a small golden and four-color chime from his arms and held it in his hand. He stretched out his fingers that were slender and slender than a girl's and sighed softly.
Ding.
A wisp of melodious and distant crisp sound fluttered in the wind, and soon a dazzling golden light bloomed from the small chime, shrouding the great monk. The monk who was sloppy and ridiculous just now, against the golden light, suddenly became solemn and majestic, making people afraid. Look straight!
Old Taoist Jifei showed disdain on his face: "It's still the same! Good apprentice, let's see how the master can conquer demons and eliminate demons!" As he spoke, his palms faced each other, and he rotated vigorously for half a circle. A small silver sword rose into the wind, and seemed to float in the air. Like a snake, it swam quickly, releasing the cold and cold breath to its heart's content.
Wen Leyang was shocked. He had always thought that these two people were probably liars, but they were good at boxing and kicking. He didn't expect that they actually knew magic, so he hurriedly hid Xiao Yi behind him.
The monk snorted and said to Wen Leyang: "Don't be afraid, I guarantee with my head that I won't hurt you."
Old Taoist Jifei also echoed: "Don't worry, apprentice. Although Bald Donkey is not good at anything, his character is decent and he won't hurt innocent people. Just watch the show with peace of mind!" After saying that, he thought for a moment and looked around with some regret. The tree said: "Bald Donkey, the mountains here are good and the trees are tall and graceful. The magic weapons of both of us are very powerful. If we can't control it well and ruin the scenery of Emei, why not take the treasure and let us fight with bare hands?"
The monk thought about it, nodded, and said angrily: "It's up to you!" Then he put away the small chime with a flip of his hand.
The old Taoist immediately beamed with joy, laughed loudly and shouted: "The bald donkey has been fooled, move on!" The small sword that was constantly hovering in the sky slashed towards Lao Shi Shui Jing's bald head with a whoosh.
The monk screamed in anger, but he couldn't deal with the flying sword with his bare hands. He covered his head with his big sleeves and ran around in the forest. His body was trembling with fat. He hurriedly avoided the flying sword, but he never went towards Wen Leyang and the four others. He ran around, fearing that he might accidentally injure them.
The old Taoist didn't have any murderous intentions, he just wanted to tease, and kept directing the flying sword to chop randomly around Shui Jing, without really attacking the vital points, otherwise the eight monks would have become sieves now.
Not long after, Monk Shuijing's extremely dirty robe turned into strips of cloth, revealing a big red cloth pocket. Unfortunately, he jumped too fast and couldn't see clearly which pocket was on it. Embroidery is like a mandarin duck playing in the water or longevity.
Xiao Yi burst into laughter and started to cheer loudly.
Whether it's flying swords or Taoism, Wen Leyang doesn't understand the art at all, and he can't tell whether it's good or bad. He just feels that this ridiculously experienced flying sword is more flexible than the group of Taoist priests who came to the Wen family to cause trouble not long ago. It seems that the aura has become more formidable, and I don't know if I can deal with it.
Two monks were making trouble from here, and footsteps were heard not far away. Wen Leyang looked back at Xiao Yi with a wry smile. There were continuous desolate winter mountains nearby, and there was not even a road. It should have been inaccessible, but today I don't know what happened, but I met people one after another, but the people who came up were definitely not tourists or pilgrims.
Xiao Yi ignored him, her clear eyes flashed with excitement, and she was looking at the old Taoist knife-cutting monk with great interest. Her hearing and vision were far inferior to Wen Leyang, and she didn't hear the gentle footsteps in the distance at all.
Not long after, a figure staggered up. Although he was mentally prepared, Wen Leyang was still greatly surprised when he saw the person coming.
But Xiao Yi exclaimed in surprise, and then his eyes lit up and he shook Wen Leyang's arm: "It's so cute!"
The person who went up the mountain was a chubby guy who was only two or three years old at best. He was wearing a Chinese-style cotton-padded jacket with a floral pattern, a felt hat on his round head, and a pair of round sunglasses. It looked like he was not walking smoothly, and he was stumbling along the way. , I almost fell down several times. After taking a few steps, I had to stop and find my balance, and then continue walking.
A girl's voice came from behind him: "Ah Dan, ah Dan, be careful if you fall." Although the voice was full of care, it could not conceal a hint of sneer, as if this girl was demonstrating to someone.
Ah Dan walked up, looked left and right, and suddenly saw the 'Thunderstorm Token' held in Wen Leyang's hand, and his plump body suddenly froze.
The old Taoist had been fighting with the monk all his life, and he had never been so proud as he was today. He was showing off his power, and when he heard the girl's laughter, he couldn't help but pause in his hands. Feeling guilty, he stretched his neck and looked down.
A flash of bright red, like a leaping flame, jumped down the mountain. In a blink of an eye, the girl who spoke appeared in front of everyone. Wen Leyang felt that the whole forest was reflected in a red color! (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)