Bushimen is located at Chaoge Mountain, at the end of the clouds, hidden among the clouds. There are more than a thousand houses scattered in the mountains, which are very similar to a peach garden.

Three thousand bamboos are built, five thousand pine seas are filled with rain, the western tombs, the clouds and mists are connected, and the mountains are filled with all the wishes.

However, on such a morning when the thin moon had not faded, more than 3,000 Taoists surrounded the mountain, dressed in different clothes, red, white, purple and green, each with elegant appearance.

More than 3,000 people surrounded Chaoge Mountain and confronted more than 1,000 demons in the mountains.

Both sides were tense, holding their hands on the hilt, and no one was willing to relax.

Chang Boning never thought that so many people would come.

He posted a wide range of posts, but he only chose several sects he trusted, as well as more than a dozen sects that were killed by Tang swordsmen, intending to find respected people and those who were victimized, and put pressure on the Bushimen, asking for public inspection of "lingxi".

...At least, the Xuanji Jun Liu Yu and the Changyoumen Taoist who were nearly a thousand behind him were definitely not among his invitations.

Standing beside him, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

It's like one came a quarter of an hour ago.

When he left Qingliang Valley, Feng Rugu was sleeping soundly on the pillow. He called him a few times, but he could not wake him up. He quietly made a big fuss, pinched the tip of his beloved adoptive father's nose, turned around and put his hands on his back, pretending to be calm and evacuated.

...and then almost tripped on the door frame.

As one: "…"

While stabilizing his body, he vaguely heard a laugh from behind him.

Looking back, I saw the man holding the quilt, his cheeks flushed when he slept.

...A smile was raised at the corner of her mouth.

Ruyi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips with him, folded back to the side of the bed, and knelt on one knee: "Entertainment Father, I'll be back soon."

Feng Ruju ignored him, but did not hide from him.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Feng Ruju felt thirsty, pursed his lips, showed a little tip of his tongue, moistening his lips a little.

As one: "…"

Feng Rugu faced him quietly, breathing evenly, making people wonder whether he was really asleep or had ulterior motives.

Ruyi blushed one by one, held her breath and gently kissed Feng Ruguo's lips.

Feng Rugu: "..." You eunuch.

If you look elsewhere, your breathing is a little uncomfortable, and you need to clench your fists before you can say everything in one sentence: "Entertainment Father, I'll be back soon, don't worry."

When the door was closed, Feng Ruju opened his eyes and stood up straight.

Feng Rugu stroked his lips and laughed: "I don't cherish such an opportunity."

"Maybe... I will never get to kiss again."

...

Standing in front of the Bushimen Mountain Gate, it still has a numb touch on your lips.

However, he was extremely clear-headed.

There are many familiar faces around, all of whom were participants who forced Fengling that day. Now they are rushing to camp, like stinky flies, looking for the next object they want to swallow.

The air they breathed in the same place was as if they were disgusting.

What was not very refreshing to call him was that he had not had time to return to secular life from Hanshan Temple. He was wearing a monk's robe and openly beat people from Taoism, which would probably cause a long-term conflict between the Buddhist and Taoist families.

So he had no choice but to not read it and recite scriptures to calm down the storm in his heart.

My Buddha is merciful, and my Buddha is tolerant.

However, if things happen, please forgive me for your intolerance.

Chang Boning's eyes were blocked under the thin gauze, making it difficult to tell his mind.

Even Luo Fuchun saw the abnormality of the surrounding mountains: "Master, this seems not to be true, right?"

After saying that, he pulled Lasan Luojiu.

Sang Luojiu shook his head at him: Master and uncle insisted on his own, and we both couldn't persuade him to come back.

Sure enough, Chang Boning said: "...I want an explanation."

Sang Luojiu sighed slightly and looked at Zhiruyi.

Ruyi also knew that there was no weight that could persuade Chang Boning.

The two of them have made a relationship because of the Feng Ru's old age. If there was no Feng Ru's old age, Chang Boning, who had never met, and You Hongchen, who was waiting for sacrifice in the deep mountains, were just strangers from the world.

But because of the "Senior Brother", he had a little different relationship with Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu.

So he spoke: "Mr. Duanrong, this is not about asking for an explanation, it is about encirclement and suppressing the Bushimen."

"I won't let this happen." Chang Boning said stubbornly, "I just want an explanation."

In the drizzle of the sky, Sansi held an umbrella and stepped forward to emerge a bluestone called "Wu Shitai".

He looked down at the surroundings, with a profound and unfathomable appearance, and sighed in his heart.

The limited wisdom of Thirty Four made him really not good at using his brain.

At present, the limited wisdom at least tells him that he must not use force.

However, the longer the time goes by, the more anxious the demons surrounded will be, and this is exactly what these people around the mountain think.

...Little bastard.

One of you or two will really give me some problems.

After Thirty-four appeared, there was a commotion below.

"Ha, I've finally found a person in charge after hiding for so long?"

"The devil's way is worthy of being a devil's way. If you don't make a sound, you'll make a splash!"

"Devil, give me an explanation!"

"The conspirator, pay for his life for the dead fellow Taoist!"

After being scolded for no reason, the demons guarding the mountain will inevitably get angry.

Fortunately, Sansi is very thick-skinned and has a very good mentality.

The people below were not fully prepared, but he came with an umbrella.

The drizzle of rain poured the colors of various Taoist robes into dark colors.

Thirty-four smiles on their faces, thinking, I will be soaked in you, the turtle.

At the same time, his hand behind him also clenched a little.

Xu Pingsheng... There should be no accident, right?

...

Xu Pingsheng, who was a hundred miles away, sneezed three times in a row.

He grabbed the rock angrily and thought: Sansi scolded me again, and he would beat him to death when he went back.

After resuming this, he stepped forward and climbed up again.

Under his feet was a hundred feet deep. A rock he had just settled in had turned into powder under the weathering over time. As soon as he stepped on it, he immediately ended up in a split end.

Xu Pingsheng slid downwards, his feet hanging in the air.

Fortunately, he had just sneezed and his head was clear, so he also used a dagger to fix it on the rock wall.

He looked down at the rolling gravel under his feet and fell into the deep valley, unable to hear even a sound.

He continued to think:... He would wrap it with a quilt when he went back and pressed it and beat it.

As a waking corpse, Xu Pingsheng had been dead for more than twenty years and had experience in his death, so he was not afraid of death at all. He stepped onto a relatively stable rock again and rushed up a large part.

When he reached the peak, Xu Pingsheng stretched out his arms and jumped up. After carefully observing the surroundings, he confirmed that there was no one around, and then walked to a cave with ice and frost flowers on the southeast side of the peak.

"Thirty-fourth asked me to tell you..." Xu Pingsheng did not enter the cave, but faced the entrance of the cave, spread a piece of paper, and said in a hard manner, "You have been resting for so many years, and it is time to rest. If you don't show up, the Beast Sect will be over."

As soon as he finished speaking, the holes where there were only four dim glass lamps, all the lamps were gone.

In a short while, the golden light flourished. In a short while, thousands of tiny fragments flew straight into the clouds outside the sky, gathered in the cave, and condensed into a brilliant and brilliant human form in the darkness.

...

In front of the door of nobility.

The deputy sect leader of Qingyang Mountain who was mixed in the crowd was shocked by the sudden slaughter of attacks around him, and looked around, feeling confused.

...Is it because he was the only one who came to find out the identity of Tang Daoke for Feng Rugu's death?

The next moment, he heard someone bringing the Feng to the end.

"Yun Zhongjun's death was also planned by the swordsman of Tang?!"

Guan Buzhi was happy to find a fellow man. Just as he was about to agree, several voices directly overshadowed him: "Yes! The Bunshimen hid Tang swordsmen, and their intentions were simply unpredictable! One counted the other, and paid for Yun Zhongjun's life!"

Guan Buzhi reacted for a moment, and his face turned dark.
To be continued...