"Forget it, I'll take a step back today." Long Jun pondered for a long time and spoke.

"But today's things won't be done that way."

"Thank you, Longjun." Shogun bowed after hearing this.

Peng Ze Longjun raised his hand and waved his hand, and the lake water that surged onto the embankment began to surge back, and returned to the lake, and the rising lake water was also falling rapidly.

He turned around and looked around. The lake was stained with blood and broken ice was floating.

After today, the Pengze Aquarius will most likely become a joke, and he will also be made fun of by the aquarius, monks, etc.

What would you say to him?

After thousands of years of vain, I saw my son being killed but compromised, and survived in the world

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, a fire was burning in his chest, and the more it burned, the more it became.

He shook his hand suddenly, and the "dragon-bound rope" flew out, and a Taoist guard waved his hand, and the bundle of dragon-bound rope flew back into his hand.

Looking up, the Dragon Lord on the lake had disappeared, the dark clouds in the sky were much dimmed, and the wind and rain were much smaller.

"This old dragon is aware of the current affairs. I underestimated him before." The fishing man smiled when he saw this and put away the black knife in his hand.

"Thank you for your help, senior." Shouyi bowed to the old man.

"Oh, I owe the favor I have paid back. Don't come to me for such a thing in the future. I want to live a few more years." Diao Su waved his hand.

"Seniors have a high level of cultivation, so they must be blessed, longevity and health."

"Well, I'm willing to listen to this sentence, I'm leaving." The old man's figure flashed and disappeared.

The remaining guard was standing by the lake, looking at the tumbling lake water, looking at the longest time, then turned around and came to the military camp.

In one of the tents, several generals were surrounded by them, showing concern.

"Real person." Seeing Shoichi coming, he hurried forward.

"Is General Chu good?"

"A big hole was broken into the abdomen, and the internal organs were damaged. I had already used the spiritual pill of the Perspective of Endurance, but I haven't woken up yet."

Shoyi entered the tent and saw Chu Han lying unconscious on the bed, with a blood hole in his abdomen. He was injured by the "Dragon Spear". Although he had the "Cold Light Armor" on his body, he could not block the legendary magic gun forged by the remains of the real dragon. If he hadn't had his profound cultivation, he would have been dead at this moment.

"You guys retreat and stay outside the account. You can't let someone come in and disturb me. I will cast spells for the general to heal."

"Yes, real person."

Several generals retreated outside the tent and surrounded the tent outside.

The Taoist priest took out a small wooden box and opened it. It was a pill the size of a longan. The pill actually emitted colorful light. In an instant, the fragrance of the pill filled the big tent and spread out from it.

"What's the smell? It smells so good!" The general outside the tent exclaimed and exclaimed.

In the big tent, Shouyi sent the elixir into Chu Han's mouth, then activated his magic power, and a clear light radiance spread out from his hand and passed into Chu Han's body. The unconscious general emitted colorful light, and the wound on his abdomen was wrapped by the light, and then healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wusheng stood quietly beside Pengze, looking at the dark lake water. The wind on the lake surface was still a little strong, and it hurts when it blew on its face. The breath around was still depressing, solemn, and suffocating.

Although the monks who fought with the martial arts had left, there was still the remaining magic power in the air.

Wusheng felt the surroundings carefully.

Wind, rain, lake water

For the first time he saw a fight between monks in such a state of practice.

Mana power covers a world, blocks a world, and when you raise your hands and feet, you will be able to rush to the mountains and rush to the sea.

The magic power is vast, meticulous and meticulous, and communicates with the world. Therefore, it can call the wind and rain.

Like the Dragon Lord Pengze, who has been practicing for thousands of years and has been a dragon for hundreds of years, and cannot do whatever he wants. He still has to bow his head when it is time to bow his head.

Wusheng felt emotion and looked up at the Internet and looked at the sky.

A beam of sunlight pierced the clouds and shone down.

Is it dawn?

Wusheng looked up, and the sun shone on his face and fell on his body.

A black shadow in the lake was swam by a big black fish.

In this battle, I don’t know how many aquatic races were killed or injured, and blood stained Pengze. The creatures in the lake died like this, so naturally they also had resentment.

He chanted the mantra of rebirth softly, hoping to resolve the resentment of the lake.

After stopping by the lake for nearly an hour, he turned around and left. The shore was filled with water, villages, roads, and fertile fields. If he wanted to recover from the past, he didn't know how long it would take to wait or how much money he would take.

Amitabha,

Wusheng yelled the Buddha's name, turned around and left, heading towards Jinhua.

Halfway through the road, he settled in Kecheng again. After two days, he walked around a big circle and repeatedly confirmed that no one was following him. Only then did he dare to return to Jinhua and did not go up the mountain and return to the temple directly.

I waited for two more days before returning to the mountain.

When he entered the temple gate, he smelled a scent.

This is,

Roasted chicken!

Wusheng followed the smell and saw a fat monk holding a roast chicken that was always fragrant and chewing on it.

"Ha, that monk!" He roared, scaring the fat monk so much that he shivered. The roast chicken in his hand almost fell to the ground, and turned his head to look.

"No, monk, you are back, uh!"

"Okay, Master, I won't look at Uncle Huang, I'll just eat chicken instead."

"Your senior brother is not on the mountain, and you haven't eaten meat for some days, so you're so hungry." Monk Kongxu said.

"What's this?"

"Beggar chicken, you can try it too."

Wusheng tore off a chicken leg and took a bite.

"Well, it's delicious, okay, Master, you can do this!?"

"When I was traveling around the world, I learned from a beggar." Monk Kongxu smiled.

"Was that female donor sent back to Emei?"

"Sent back."

"Nothing happened halfway?" Monk Kongxu raised his eyebrows.

"Master, you should go to the wall inside the hall to think about your mistakes!" Wusheng said angrily.

"After entering Yizhou, I met the monk who injured her, and almost touched his way."

"The secret method of Huangquan is indeed weird and domineering, but if you have the true scriptures of the Great Sun Tathagata, you are not afraid of him. If you saved the disciples of Emei in Shushan, didn't they express it?"

"I said that I invited me to eat a lot of Zhenxiu and tasted the spiritual tea from Emei."

"That's it?!"

"Oh, I also gave me a painting."

"Take it as a teacher."

"No, Master, I found that you have changed a lot when you went down the mountain this time. Where did the Qiankun cloth bag come from? Is there any adventure?" Wusheng stared at Monk Kongxu.

"I did have an adventure when I went down the mountain this time. I accidentally entered and came out of the cave, but it was a tomb of an evil practitioner. He was originally a Buddhist practitioner, but he was like a demon, just like the monk Huiwu in Lanruo Temple. He felt that his limit was approaching, so he found a place to close the view of life and death, trying to fight for life and death, but his death was gone."

"Will you be cheap?"

"He doesn't get a cheaper one, but unfortunately someone has been in before. Most of the magic weapons inside have been collected, but the man didn't know much about the goods and actually put this Qiankun cloth bag without taking it."

"Is there something terrible inside?"

"No, I've checked it. There is nothing else except a few rare spiritual herbs." Kongxu waved his hand.

"Is this Qiankun cloth bag that can hold thousands of mountains as the legendary one?"

"Who did you hear that you are talking nonsense and pretending to be a thousand mountains. It would be great if you can take the next one."

"That's not bad, it's useless for you to keep it, give it to me." Wusheng stretched out his hand.

"Wusheng, you have the God of King Yu, Haoyang Glasses, and Buddha Sword. Each piece is the most treasure in the world. You have not refined each piece well. What use do you want such a cloth bag?" Kongxu said earnestly.

"Put it."

"It's enough to have a Ruyi bag to put some things in it. After hearing what my teacher said, don't fight with me."

After hearing this, Wusheng pinched his chin and stared at Monk Kongxu.
Chapter completed!