"Amitabha! The old monk asked for a meeting with a lamp, and hoped that Yinggu would give him a gift."

Thousands of miles of voice transmission, as if in my ears, Jiang Chen was heading towards the source of the sound. Soon, Yang Guo and Guo Xiang followed from behind. The three of them saw a man standing on the snow with white beards hanging down his chest and wearing a gray monk's robe. It was Master Yideng. Yang Guo immediately said loudly: "Disciple Yang Guo, come to see Master."

Master Yideng was already outside the sludge of Heilongtan. He heard the four words "Disciple Yang Guo" and was happy. Seeing him bowing to the ground, he hurriedly reached out to help him up and smiled, "Your nephew Yang Xian is safe, and his magical skills are so good. You can be happy and congratulate him."

Yang Guo stood up and saw a person lying on the ground behind Yideng, his face was sallow and his eyes were closed, as if he was a dead body. He couldn't help but be stunned. When he looked at him, it was Ci'en and said in surprise: "What's wrong with Master Ci'en?"

Master Yideng sighed softly, and immediately told him that Ci'en had injured King Jinlun. Guo Xiang immediately shouted to ask Yang to come and avenge him. Master Yideng said that Ci'en's last wish was just to ask Yinggu's forgiveness. However, they asked for seven days and seven nights, but Yinggu still refused to see him.

"This Yinggu is so hard-hearted." Yang Guo immediately spoke out: "Master, my disciple is arrogant and I want to force her out and explain it in person."

Yideng pondered for a while and thought to himself: "Cien and I are here to ask Yinggu for forgiveness, so we must never use force. But she has been begging for many days, but she has never refused to meet. It seems that it will be in vain if she continues to ask for it. If Yang Guo has other methods, it is better to try it. Even if it is ineffective, it will only not meet." He said: "The best thing is that nephew can persuade her to come out, but she must not hurt the harmony, but it will increase our sins."

Yang Guo nodded and agreed. Seeing that Jiang Chen had already tore off the corner of his clothes and stuffed his ears, he couldn't help but smiled slightly. He took out a handkerchief, tore it into four pieces, stuffed the two pieces into Ci'en's ears, and handed the other two pieces to Guo Xiang, making a gesture. Guo Xiang understood and stuffed them into his ears. Yang Guo said to Yideng: "I'm going to teach the master to laugh."

A lamp clasped ten times and said, "The wonderful nephew understands magical skills, which is rare in the world, and I am about to understand them." Yang Guo said a few more words, condensed his dantian, stroked his left hand, and raised his head and let out a long whistle.

The roar was clear and clear at first, and gradually became louder and louder, like a bolt from the blue. Although Jiang Chen had a piece of cloth in his ear, he still made his heart feel uneasy and his face was lost. He only felt like people were in the wilderness, and he was chasing him, and he couldn't say anything. He just hoped that Yang Guo's roar would stop quickly, but the roar was heard all the time, and suddenly there was a sound of strong wind in the thunder.

Guo Xiang beside her had already called out loudly: "I can't stand it!" But her shouts were all covered by Yang Guo's howling, and she couldn't even hear them at all. She felt her soul scattered, as if the bones in her body were about to be loosened by the roar.

At this moment, Yideng reached out and held the palms of the two. Jiang Chen calmed down and felt a heat coming from Yideng's palm. He knew that he was helping him calm down with his own strength. So he followed Guo Xiang's appearance, closed his eyes and lowered his head, gathering his mind. Although the whistling sound in his ears was still surging like thousands of troops, it was not as terrifying as it was just now.

Yang Guo whistled in a long voice. After a meal, he not only showed no sign of exhaustion, but his qigong became stronger and stronger. Yideng couldn't help but admire him secretly. Although he felt that his whistle was too domineering and did not give him pure Yang righteous energy, he did not have such abundant internal energy at the peak of his day. At this time, he was old and weak, and he was even worse than that. He thought that the internal strength of this nephew Yang Xian was so strong that it was beyond the reach of any master in the world, and he didn't know how to practice it.

Half a stick of incense sticks, a black shadow came slowly from the Black Dragon Pond. Yang Guo's sleeves whipped, and the roar stopped. Jiang Chen and Guo Xiang let out a long breath, and they felt dizzy.

All I heard the figure screaming: "Emperor Duan, you are so strong and domineering, and you must force me to come out to meet you. What's the point?"

Yideng said: "It was this nephew Yang who whistled and invited him."

While speaking, the figure had already rushed to her. It was Yinggu. She heard the words of the lamp and was shocked and wondered: "There are still people in the world with such profound internal skills except Emperor Duan. Although this person is difficult to tell, his hair is black and he is only over thirty years old at most. How could he have such skills? It was amazing that he was not injured by my three palms before, but the roar was terrifying and terrifying." Just now, Yang Guo's roar shocked her heart and soul. He knew that if he didn't leave the pond to meet, the other party's internal force would urge him, and he would have to suffer internal injuries. After being controlled by the other party, he had to go out, and his face was naturally very reluctant.

She calmed down and said coldly to Yang Guo: "I'll give it to you, the old woman has convinced you, so let me go quickly." As she said that, she grabbed the head and neck of the Linghu and threw it at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo said: "Wait, the spirit fox is a small matter. Master Yideng has something to ask for, please listen to his words."

Yinggu looked at the lamp coldly and said, "I'll listen to the emperor's order!"

Yideng sighed and said, "The past is like a dream. What do you think of the title of the past? Yinggu, do you recognize him?" He said that, pointing to Ci'en, who was lying on the ground.

At this time, Ci'en had changed into a monk's outfit, and her face was much different from when she met on the top of Mount Hua more than 30 years ago. Yinggu glanced at him and said, "How can I recognize this monk?"

Yi Deng said: "Who hurt your child with heavy techniques that day?"

When Yinggu heard this, she was shocked, her face turned from white to red, and then turned from red to white, and she said with a trembling voice: "Even that evil thief Qiu Qianren, even if he was boned into ashes, I can recognize him."

Yideng sighed: "After decades, you can't even recognize his appearance, but you still remember the old hatred. He is Qiu Qianren."

"What?!" Hearing this, he suddenly heard two screams of exclamation. One of them was exactly what Yinggu said, but the other one was...

The few people quickly heard the sound and saw Jiang Chen full of anger, pointing at Ci'en with gritted teeth and asked, "Master Yideng, is this person really Qiu Qianren? Qiu Qianren from the Iron Palm Gang?"

Yideng said, "He is indeed Qiu Qianren. He knows that he has a deep sin. He has converted to my Buddha and devoted himself to becoming a monk under my sect. His Dharma name is Ci'en."

"Ha!" Jiang Chen sneered in surprise: "Okay, if you commit sins, you can resolve them by becoming a monk. No wonder there are so many monks and Taoists in the world."

Yinggu immediately responded and said, "This guy is right!"

"Sin is sin, can it be solved by becoming a monk?" Yideng sighed: "Ci'en was seriously injured and his life was in the evening. He was deeply uneasy and died with his eyes open. Therefore, he endured his breath and did not die. He traveled thousands of miles to come here, and asked you to forgive his sins."

Yinggu stared at Ci'en for a long time, but it didn't take a moment. Her face was full of hatred and resentment, and it was like a lifelong pain and misfortune that would be vented in this instant.

Seeing that her expression was so terrifying, Guo Xiang couldn't help but feel scared. She lifted her hands and tried her best to strike. She was about to make a sound and stopped her, but Jiang Chen beside her shouted loudly: "Let's wait!"

Yinggu's movements stopped and immediately asked angrily: "Who are you and why did you stop me from avenging my child?"

Although Jiang Chen was afraid of her momentum, he replied in a tough voice: "I am just like you, and I am Qiu Qianren's enemy. If you want to avenge your child, I will also avenge my ancestors!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but when Jiang Chen spoke in grief and shouted to Ci'en, "The iron palm floats on the water, it's such a big name. I wonder if you still remember the Hengshan Sect that you killed!"

"Hengshan Sect?!" Ci'en's heart trembled, and he suddenly recalled that decades ago, he had killed the Hengshan Sect with a pair of iron palms and suffered heavy casualties and never recovered from then on: "I didn't expect that when I was dying, I could still meet descendants of the Hengshan Sect. This is my sin. If you want to seek revenge on me, I am willing to die."

"Okay!" Jiang Chen then stepped forward: "Since you have such responsibility, I will send you on the road. If you give your life to me, I will really make you cheap!"

Seeing this, Ci'en sighed, a smile floated across the corner of her mouth, and she whispered: "Thank you for your promise."

Jiang Chen came to Ci'en's side and was about to make a decision, but he never thought that at this moment, he was shocked to Wen Yinggu shouted: "Stop!"

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned. Ying Gu had already pressed the acupoints. He couldn't help but shouted: "What are you doing? I killed him. Wouldn't you also avenge you?"
Chapter completed!