Chapter 239 Lingyan changes his hexagram, Xuanci wants to die

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

A group of monks in Shaolin snatched Xuan Ci's body, and Xuan Qu and Xuan Ji helped him.

Everyone else glared at Huang Lin, Xiao Yuanshan, Azhu and others.

Too much!

Is there anyone who is so troublesome?!

But Azhulian moved lightly, walked to Murong Fu, and said in a pretty voice:

"Long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

"Okay! OK! A Zhu is living well with Sect Huang?"

With Murong Fu's cultivation level, being able to feel Azhu's breath is obviously practicing outstanding skills.

Azhu Yan smiled.

"The young master treats me very well. I also see my sister, that's A Zi."

As he said that, he pointed at the person behind Huang Lin.

After chatting for a few moments, Zhu A came to Huang Lin and asked with a smile:

"Hehe, young master, how are you pretending?"

"Your craftsmanship is really a masterpiece!"

Huang Lin admired her disguise technique very much. Unfortunately, he had too many things to do and had no time to learn it.

The two of them did not take the monks from Shaolin Temple at all.

After a few words of praise, she stood beside Huang Lin, and A Bi happened to be standing next to her. The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they gathered together and said something.

A Zi behind her was unwilling to be lonely, so she also got to them and squeezed in.

For a moment, it was very lively between Huang Lin and Murong Fu.

The two looked at each other helplessly.

"President Huang, do I need an explanation for this matter?"

Xuanci had already slowed down at this time, pushed Xuangu and Xuanji away, and looked at Huang Lin and asked calmly.

It was just the ups and downs of his chest that exposed his uneasy heart.

"Sher~~"

Huang Lin sneered, looked at Xuan Ci indifferently, and said:

"Explanation? Why don't you explain to the families whose children were snatched away by Ye Erniang?"

If you have some pity, Ye Erniang will not do evil for many years!

Stopping Ye Erniang should be a matter of verbal conviction for you Xuanci?

Um?!

How many families have been broken by Ye Erniang over the past twenty years?

All these tragic things are your Xuanci!

You want Huang to explain to you?!"

"Say well!"

Zuo Zimu of the Wuliang Sword Sect took the lead in supporting Huang Lin.

He had long recognized Huang Lin, but he was too far apart and had never had the chance to express his gratitude to the other party.

Last year, a group of men in black robes entered the Wuliang Sword Sect and said that they gave a sign by the head of the sect, indicating that they were in trouble and could show this card.

He didn't take it seriously at the time, but this year when the Shennong Gang was collecting herbs in Wuliang Mountain, the two factions had a conflict and were in a fight. When he had a move, he took out the sign and Sikong Xuan, the leader of the Shennong Gang, knelt on the spot.

It's.

It's true kneeling!

He kept kowtowing to him.

At that time, he had a little understanding of Huang Lin's power. Just a wooden sign could make Sikong Xuan, who had a similar status as his in the world, kneel down and bow down. No wonder the enemy of the King of Hell followed the opponent in front of the horse.

Huang Lin was not sure about Zuo Zimu's mental activities, but he still expressed his approval of his support.

Seeing Huang Lin nodding, Zuo Zimu continued to say as if he had chicken blood:

"Shaolin's hundreds of years of inheritance, I didn't expect that Master Xuanci, who has always shown compassion, ignored the lives and death of those children.

Zuo's junior brother was stolen by Ye Erniang two years ago. After a long time, Junior Brother Liu and his wife found their child's body. In a sad way, they jumped off the cliff with their bodies in their arms."

"Hmph! When Mr. Wu's son was stolen seven years ago, I was heartbroken. If there were no other children in the family to take care of him, I would have fought with them!"

Boss Wu came out to steal the show again. With his guidance, the ordinary people in the world all started to accuse Xuanci.

"Puff~"

Xuan Ci's face turned red and red, and finally she couldn't help it and another mouthful of blood was spurted out.

Seeing that his face was pale, the Shaolin monks were panicked again.

But he saw that Xuan Ci had blood stains hanging on his white beard, and he pushed him away and staggered two steps, saying to Qiao Feng:

"Gangmaster Qiao, your Beggars' Sect must do this?"

At this point, he was still thinking about dragging the Beggars' Sect.

Qiao Feng, who had originally felt unbearable, suddenly became cold in his eyes. He immediately stood up from behind Huang Lin and said aloud:

"It's so that all the friends in the world can learn that Qiao has resigned from the position of leader of the Beggars' Sect and is now the deputy head of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

After saying that, he glanced at Master Zhiguang and Zhao Qiansun before looking at Xuanci, and then said:

"Mr. Qiao already knew about Yanmen Pass back then!"

A look of panic flashed in Xuanci's eyes. He was about to speak, but Qiao Feng still did not stop talking.

"However, the mastermind was killed in the matter back then, and Qiao and his father no longer plan to pursue it!"

After saying that, Qiao Feng lifted up his clothes and knelt at Xiao Yuanshan.

"The boy has met his father!"

"Okay! OK! Good boy!"

Xiao Yuanshan looked excited, his tiger's eyes were filled with tears, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Qiao Feng up.

Both of them did not mention the name change in tacit understanding.

As early as when Xiao Yuanshan took out the scarf below, Zhao Qiansun was already frightened. Even Po Tan didn't care about harassment and curled her body behind the two.

Master Zhiguang kept staring at Xiao Yuanshan.

After hearing that Qiao Feng stopped pursuing him and recognizing Xiao Yuanshan and his son, the two fully understood the whole story.

"Amitabha~"

Master Zhiguang closed his eyes and sang the Buddha's chant in a low voice.

Zhao Qiansun looked at Qiao Feng with a complicated expression.

Xuan Ci was already desperate.

Shaolin's great loss of momentum is irreversible, and Qiao Feng has separated from the Beggars' Sect again. Although he has lost some of his strength, he has lost only his strength and his reputation is not small at all. This is too different from the plan.

Far.

Thinking of this, Xuanci couldn't help but look at Huang Lin.

Everything pointed to this person. He endured his hard work and quickly turned his mind, trying to find another way out.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's chant sounded in the scene and then spread.

Huang Lin and Xiao Yuanshan and his son were prepared for a long time, but they didn't react much, but just turned their eyes to the distance.

The others didn't have the ability to do this, and they all looked at the open space in the field with wide eyes.

There is nothing there, but the sound is coming out here!

From a distance, an old monk in white robe staggered towards him. It seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Xuanci.

"Xiaoyao Sect? I haven't seen my old friend for more than fifty years. I wonder if Wu Dunner and fellow Taoist Wuyazi are still in peace?"

The old monk in white robe looked haggard and sparse, and his white robe looked too loose, making him look empty inside.

"Uncle?!"

"Uncle Master!"
To be continued...