A figure flew straight into the mountain gate of Taichu Palace and rushed directly into the mountain gate formation of the mountain gate.

Such an arrogant rushing attack had already alarmed the True Lord who was on the rotation. He pointed his hand and the sword-controlling cultivator was fixed in the air and could not move. But the monk still stood with his hands behind his back, not watching the True Lord who was on the rotation.

The True Lord immediately looked angry and immediately arrived in front of the monk. He was about to scold him, but suddenly he was stunned: "Zhang Sheng?"

Zhang Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, standing straight, but his eyes were unconscious, and he had already fainted. The True Lord's spiritual sense swept, and he could see that her Taoist power was overdrawn too much. So he brushed his sleeves, and the Taoist power turned into rain and penetrated into Zhang Sheng's whole body, and she woke up slowly.

After a while, Zhang Sheng and Xuanyue sat opposite each other, Zhang Sheng said, "...That's how it happened. Jing Mo ate the disciple's sword with all his strength, and his Dharma image was fundamentally damaged, and it was probably difficult to make up for it. The disciple was impulsive and asked the ancestor to punish him."

Xuan Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, but said, "Venerable Jiaxiang? There seems to be such a person in the Pure Land, but he has never heard of any of his deeds. Why did he suddenly want the life of the old Taoist disciple?"

After Xuan Yue said this, the nature of the matter completely changed.

Zhang Sheng stretched out his hand, and there was a Bodhi leaf in his palm, and said, "Maybe there is some cause and effect with this thing."

Xuan Yue took the Bodhi leaves, watched them repeatedly for a long time, then quietly put them aside, and said, "The bald donkey's method is insidious. Jia Xiang suddenly takes action, so he must rely on it. Well, the old Taoist must find a helper. It just happened that the Lord of the Ming King's Palace had just returned, and it would be more appropriate for him to deal with the bald donkey. You can follow me!"

Xuan Yue waved her sleeves, and in an instant, the two of them had arrived at the Mingwang Hall, and forgot the Bodhi leaf clean. As soon as she walked into the gate of the Mingwang Hall, she heard the sound of extremely heavy footsteps in the Mingwang Hall, just like an ancient divine beast walking back and forth, and the entire hall was shaking.

Xuan Yue didn't report it, so she went straight into the hall.

I saw dozens of disciples from the Mingwang Hall on the first floor of the hall, bare chests and backs exposed, fighting each other and fighting to the flesh. Dull sounds came one after another, knocking on the heart. From time to time, teeth flew out and fell to the ground, making a crisp tingling sound, resonating with the thunder sound of broken bones.

In the middle of the hall, a big man wearing only pants was being pressed to the ground by three disciples who also only pants. One of them felt keen, and suddenly opened his eyes on his back and saw Zhang Sheng and Xuanyue Zhenjun.

He immediately said, "Don't beat me first, elders are here! Get up and greet me!"

The three disciples all got up and saluted together. The man who was pressed to the ground also stood up to salute. He was obviously at least one head taller than all the disciples around him.

Zhang Sheng was stunned for a moment before recognizing that this man was Wang Hu, who was considered a very top genius in Dharma Image. However, he was fifty years older than Zhang Sheng and Ji Liuli, and was included in the previous generation.

When Zhang Sheng looked at the three disciples again, he suddenly realized that they were all women!

However, the style of Mingwang Palace is hard to see from behind, and Feng Tingyu is a rare alternative. Therefore, the Lord of Mingwang Palace regards her as a treasure. After all, such a strange flower has been produced in a hundred years, and can be used to decorate the storefront.

The traditional disciples of the Mingwang Palace have never had much fabric on them. This is not because of the destruction of the sect style, but because they have to look at people's chests, backs, thighs and knees. Putting on clothes is like blindfolded and unable to sense the enemy's situation.

True Lord Xuanyue was not surprised and stroked his beard and said, "You guys are..."

A female disciple said, "Go back to the ancestor, today's drill subject is: Three Heroes vs. Wang Hu. My three sisters and sisters were lucky enough to have the upper hand, but they might have to beat them for a few days to break up the eldest brother's body."

"Oh, okay, you guys continue." Xuanyue Zhenjun brought Zhang Sheng to the second floor, so Sanying fought with Wang Hu again.

The second floor was extremely empty, and he saw a gentle young monk holding an iron mountain more than ten feet high in one hand and walking around the hall. The terrifying footsteps that shook the entire hall slightly were made.

Seeing Xuanyue arrive, the Lord of the Palace of Mingwang gently put the Ming Tie Mountain in his hand to the corner of the hall and asked, "Brother Xuanyue, why are you suddenly interested in coming to my Mingwang Hall?"

True Lord Xuanyue did not answer immediately, but looked up and down at the Lord of Mingwang Palace, with a serious expression and said, "Are you losing weight again?"

The Lord of the Palace of King Ming showed a bright smile, like a sunny boy, and said, "I haven't had a good meal all the way, and I lost 2,000 pounds!"

The smile on Xuan Yue's face had completely disappeared, and she asked: "Didn't you go to the northern mountain gate to support me? Why don't you have a good meal?"

The Palace Master of Mingwang said, "Don't mention it. I received the Yanshi message and went out early in the morning. Logically speaking, I had time to have dinner at the northern mountain gate at noon, but I got lost when I went out. Then I encountered all kinds of strange things. I often deviated from the direction as I walked, and spent the whole year wandering around the deep mountains and forests.

Later, after the New Year, I felt that it would be useless to go to the Northern Mountain Gate again, so I came back. After I came back, I thought about it and felt that Yan Shi summoned me, and I also left, but I didn’t reach the Northern Mountain Gate again, maybe it was the result that should have.”

Zhang Sheng was confused by the side, so Xuan Yue explained: "This guy is not involved in cause and effect, does not make plans, and he avoids disasters all by instinct. Every time he passes a great disaster, his strength will increase a few points. He has been wandering around outside for a year, and there must be an immortal who wants to plot against him, but he ends up missing.

After avoiding this disaster, his strength has increased greatly. Look, it’s almost catching up with me! Well, after avoiding this disaster, the corresponding immortal will be uncomfortable, and he will have to fall into a golden cave."

"By the way, what are you going to find me?" The Lord of the Ming Palace asked again.

Xuan Yue said: "There is a bald donkey in Dabaohua Pure Land that wants to plot against my disciples. I plan to go over and guard their mountain gate. When the bald donkey comes out, I will press him to beat him up! Do you want to go with me?"

"Which bald donkey?"

"Veteran Ga Xiang."

"What Venerable?"

"Veteran Ga Xiang."

"What kind of Venerables?" The Lord of the Ming Palace asked again, but obviously he still didn't hear it clearly.

Suddenly, both of them understood.

"I'm disturbing." Xuan Yue turned around and left.

The Palace Master of the Ming King was a little puzzled. He didn't understand why the old thief suddenly came to the door and wanted to ask him out to fight, but he didn't say who he wanted to fight. Did the old thief find his conscience?

Thinking of this, the Lord of the Ming Palace spitted a few times and could tell with his toes that the old thief did not have such a conscience? But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly felt weak under his feet and fell down.

After falling into dust, the Lord of the Ming King realized that his toes were protesting against discrimination.

After leaving the Mingwang Palace, Zhenjun Xuanyue cursed: "The bald donkey is indeed the most twists and turns. It must have been set up a trap at the mountain gate, so I will fall into the trap! Fortunately, I came to find the master of the Mingwang Palace, otherwise I wouldn't have known that the bald donkey was so sinister!"

Zhang Sheng couldn't help but persuade: "It's important to save Wei Yuan now, you can talk about revenge and other things later."

Xuan Yue said: "This statement makes sense. I just got the thief bald plot for nothing. I feel really unhappy. Did you use all your strength to cut that monk?"

Zhang Sheng hesitated for a moment and said, "Disciple has used all the thirty-six hair showers, so... the monk probably cannot fully recover from the damage to the Dharma phase. It's just that this matter will take several years to discover."

Zhang Sheng did not tell the truth before, but was actually a little afraid of the ancestor's punishment. After all, the monk had some room, but she was killed when she came up.

When Xuan Yue heard this, she was extremely happy and said repeatedly: "Okay! Well cut! It's worthy of being my disciple of Xuan Yue! You should do this!"

Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then you don't have to squat at their mountain gate, right?"

Xuan Yue sneered and said, "The thief bald thought he could plot, but he didn't know that I had seen through their layout! Humph, I won't go today, I will go again in seven days! When the bald donkeys relax their vigilance, they just caught them off guard!"

Zhang Sheng had nothing to say, and urged Xuan Yue to borrow the immortal weapon, and set off to return to Qingming.

At this time, in a quiet room in the Dabaohua Pure Land, a smiling monk slowly opened his eyes and said to the disciples in front of him who were not as tall as his legs, "In seven days, there will be distinguished guests outside the mountain gate. You must treat them well and not neglect them."

...

This time, Zhang Sheng returned to Qingming, and Zhang Sheng had an immortal weapon on his body. Xuan Yue did not dare to be careless and escorted him personally. He watched Zhang Sheng enter Qingming all the way and then returned to the mountain.

When Xuan Yue returned to Tianqing Palace, it was already six days later. According to his scheduled plan, he would set off to the Pure Land Mountain Gate tonight and wait for the monk who was squatting down the mountain.

Just as Xuan Yue was about to go out, she suddenly saw a letter on her desk, with the words "Demolition on the Sixth Day" written on the envelope, which was clearly his handwriting.

Xuan Yue was a little surprised that she couldn't remember writing a letter to her at all, so she opened the envelope and saw the letter paper saying: It is better to rest today, not to travel, ambush, and squat.

Xuanyue was like a good person to herself, so she gave up her travel plan.

...

Wei Yuan looked up at the sun that was about to set, then looked at the bricks in his hand, and felt a little confused about why he was squatting at the school gate.

He turned his head again and saw a line of big words written on the school’s somewhat mottled cement gate: Moral Higher College.

What's going on?

Before he could figure it out, a voice sounded from the side: "Brother Yuan, will you really want to go there later? What should I do if there are too many people?"

Wei Yuan's mouth opened automatically and said, "Don't be afraid, stare at the one who leads the lead and beat him to death. Just hit him one!"

After saying a word, Wei Yuan was a little surprised. What was he saying just now?

When he turned his head, he saw a boy squatting beside him. He was so delicate that he was three-pointed and weak. His face was flushed with nervousness. There was a layer of mist on his glasses from time to time. He was also holding a brick in his hand.

Wei Yuan felt like a shadow, and was overlapping with this body at this moment, and finally asked a question according to his own ideas: "What's your name?"

The boy was a little surprised: "I am Xiao Peacock! Brother Yuan, are you kidding?"

"Oh, little peacock..."

"Xiao Peacock!" The young man corrected it very seriously.

At this moment, a harsh bell rang, and countless students wearing school uniforms appeared at the school gate in a blink of an eye. Wei Yuan lowered his head and found that he was actually wearing the same school uniform. Why was he already squatting at the school gate before school was over?

Suddenly someone in the crowd called out: "Look, that transfer student is out!"

At this time, there were students everywhere at the school gate, and Wei Yuan couldn't see clearly what the transfer school looked like. But seven or eight students from the same college appeared and blocked the head of the school gate and said, "You are the transfer student Baoyun? You will be my girlfriend from now on! From now on, I will only have you as my girlfriend! Don't worry, my woman Li Tianci can walk sideways in the entire college!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Peacock rushed up, swung the brick and patted him on the back.

This guy didn't know how to fight... Wei Yuan thought to himself.

At this time, his body had reached behind Li Tianci, and the brick was also slapped on the back. But Wei Yuan adjusted it temporarily, and then slapped the man on the back of his neck and slapped the man down.

Wei Yuan immediately rushed up and greeted Li Tianci's head and face. For a moment, he was fist and kicking around, and the shouting was extremely noisy. Wei Yuan didn't know how many hits he had been, but he did beat the other party very badly.

"The principal is here!" Someone shouted, and the students instantly scattered.

Wei Yuan was also pulled up and threw him on the ground, and then several students carried Li Tianci and ran away.

Wei Yuan's whole body was painful at this time, and the blood on his face was blurred with his eyes. He saw that there seemed to be someone in front of him, so he struggled to wipe off the blood on his face and saw a girl.

She was wearing a neat school uniform and a simple ponytail. Her face was clean, bright and clear, without any trace of makeup, so she was so beautiful that she added color to the whole world.

Wei Yuan noticed a detail that she had to lean over so that she could see her face clearly.

The girl was also looking at Wei Yuan and suddenly said, "It's great to dare to fight for me at the school gate on the first day. From today on, you will be my boyfriend."

After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving only an uproar behind her.

Wei Yuan was lying on the ground, very confused, not understanding why things turned out like this. Why did he squat at the school gate and fight? He couldn't remember it, but it must have nothing to do with this transfer student. She transferred to school yesterday and had never seen her before.
Chapter completed!