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One hundred and sixtieth chapters, the dervish monk made a move

The word says:

The sound shook the sky, and a laugh, the mountains and valleys responded. Stop the flowing water, fall waterfalls, and stabilize the clouds. If you are independent of this body, why fear the other person? If you attack the heroes, you will all escape. It is like the autumn wind, sweeping the fallen leaves, it is so clean!

The immortal dust is in chaos, and the poet is lucky; the love arises, but the heart is hard to calm down. I want to wave a thousand papers to express my madness! I should praise the old monk for being so arrogant, and I must praise his heroic spirit to be respected. I sigh that the village man is so frustrated that he is now without anyone to look down on him.

——Transfer.

It is said that Elder Nine and Li Shijian were driving the Fengling Spirit Boat. The third elder of the Ru Zong Yan accompanied him along the way and flew northward. When they arrived outside Leyou City, the two Fengling Spirit Boats stopped.

After getting off the boat and entering the city, the three of them felt that there was an indescribable strange and strange atmosphere in the city.

The two masters were taking a disciple and were about to inquire with passers-by, but they both received news from this sect: "The thief monk Mingchen was so arrogant that he was ignorant of life and death. He was setting up a heroic striking in Jiaxiu Mountain outside the city to challenge the world's immortal cultivators!"

There is only one elder Yan San here in the Ruzong. How to deal with such a crazy monk is decided by Elder Yan San. Of course, Wanfating explained that the Ruzong treats the dervice with the form and content, and should not really annoy that monk.

On the Mingzong side, Tian Qingzi Lei Ren understood and asked Elder Ninth to take Li Shijian to the reception desk of the sect in Leyou City.

At that time, the Ninth Elder said to Elder Yan San, "Old Yan, I have to take the Shi Jian to meet our sect leader and leave here."

Elder Yan San heard this and said, "Okay, I'll go to our reception point to ask about the situation."

Elder Ninth took a few steps and turned around and said, "Old Yan, don't forget about the poetry sword!"

Elder Yan San said, "Don't worry" and then left hurriedly.

When the Ninth Elder took Li Shijian to the reception desk of this sect to meet the sect leader Lei Ren, he saw Lei Ren sitting upright at the main seat of the hall, and the person on the Xinjing looked smiling and was talking with him. At that time, there were also the third elders and sixth elders, but they were all sitting on the other side of Lei Ren, and they only heard the two of them talking.

Elder Nine and Li Shijian were far apart, and I don’t know what they said.

When he saw Elder Ninth and Li Shijian, a trace of imperceptible ruthlessness flashed across the faces of the person on his heart mirror, but he laughed like before in the first moment. He said hello to Elder Ninth and Li Shijian:

"Hello, Master Ninth! Oops, Junior Brother Shi Jian, you are here too!"

While speaking, the man from the Heart Mirror stood up.

Elder Nine said "hmm" as if he was unanswerable, but said to the sect leader Lei Ren: "Repay a happy event from the sect leader, Shi Jian and I have gained a lot!"

When Lei Ren heard this, he smiled and said, "Elder Guan, what kind of happy events should I say?"

Elder Ninth said: "Sect Master, we have obtained three fire seeds this time. In addition to leaving one for the poem sword, we can also offer two to the sect?"
Chapter completed!
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