Hearing Sikong Xing's antics, there was no laughter in the crowd this time. Zhang Yinzong, a man from Qingshan, was different from the old ghost from Huangtang. Zhang Yinzong was ranked fifth on the sword list, but he had a title of Jianghu, such as Qi Lin's Crossing the River Dragon, Li Yuanzheng's left-handed sword,

Zhang Yinzong's title is "abandoned disciple"!

Zhang Yinzong was a ruthless man who was sure to retaliate. He once entered the Jianzhong to practice, but was later expelled from the Jianzhong due to his bad conduct. Therefore, people in the world called him the abandoned disciple Zhang Yinzong!

Sikong Xing's big eyes flashed, and when he saw Zhang Yinzong ignoring him, he jumped and swayed past Zhang Yinzong, and almost hit Zhang Yinzong with the big shovel he was carrying. He didn't know whether it was intentional or accidental, or whether he was careless on purpose.

She kept saying hello to the people sitting on the futon.

Blood Knife Sect, Buyi Gang, Haoyang Pavilion, Qingshan Sword Sect, Qinghui Pavilion, Li family, Wang family, Ji family...

Not long after, Sikong Xing jumped up to Zhao Wujiang. She raised her little head and stared at Zhao Wujiang's bronze mask:

"Brother, I seem to have seen your mask somewhere!"

Zhao Wujiang was confused. The Wuya Pavilion mask was modeled after the bronze mask unearthed from Sanxingdui in Blue Star. Where had Sikong Xing seen it?

"Xing'er, don't try to mess with other people's gang masks!" Two more people walked into the hall, a burly middle-aged man and an old woman on crutches.

The middle-aged man who spoke was a thick-shouldered man. He was wearing coarse linen clothes, just like a farmer working in the fields, but he had a small shovel the size of a palm on his waist. He was the current owner of the stolen door, Sikong Buyi.

"Master..." Sikong Xing pouted and ran over.

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled. It turned out that Sikong Xing had seen him somewhere, but he just coveted his mask and thought it was weird and funny.

"Grandma Jinhua." Sikong Xing saluted again to the old woman on the side. The old woman happily touched Sikong Xing's little head and took out a candy bar from her sleeve.

There was a commotion among the crowd in the main hall. Sikong Bu dug a passage in the tomb of the sweeping monk on his own, which led to today's situation.

The old woman on the side is one of the two valley owners of Baihua Valley, Granny Jinhua.

The appearance of the two great masters made many powerful people pay tribute, especially Sikong Buyi, who was tyrannical and often unreasonable. Apart from Master Kuzhu, who among the people present had the strength not to be afraid of him?

"Why did the donor want to disturb the tranquility of senior brother Kuxuan?" Master Kuzhu stopped chanting and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were calm and he stared at the master of the stealing sect, Sikong Bujue:

"Senior Brother Kuxuan once had a good relationship with the founder of the Robbery Sect. Now, for your descendants to rob the tomb, it has to be regarded as blasphemy!"

Sikong Buyi saluted with one hand and said with a hearty smile:

"I have traveled around the world for many years, dug many graves, and opened many people's ancestral graves, but when I faced Master Kuxuan this time, I only opened the tombs and never entered the tombs!

This is the highest etiquette for burglars, why do you disturb his peace?"

It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't seem to be completely reasonable. Everyone didn't know how to speak for a while. Master Kuzhu sighed and said something about Amitabha.

"Amitabha." Sikong Bugui also clasped his hands together and said with a smile:

"Everyone who is supposed to come is here now, and there are others on the way. Regardless of them, there must not be five or six great masters present? Master Kuzhu, how about letting us in?"

There was a commotion in the crowd. Sikong Buqiu's words had reached their hearts. They couldn't wait forever, right? Now with Sikong Buqiu, the powerful Grand Master, taking the lead and joining forces with everyone, Putuo Temple could not resist it.

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Master Kuzhu looked pitiful:

"When you enter the back mountain, there will be a bloody storm. Of the many donors here, how many can escape unscathed?"

"Life and death, wealth and honor are determined by heaven. The world is about fighting and killing. Either you die today or you perish!" Sikong Bujiu took off the small shovel from his waist, patted it in the palm of his hand, and looked around at everyone:

"If you die at night, bury it tomorrow. If you bury it tomorrow, I'll dig it up the day after tomorrow!"

We have been traveling in the world for many years. Since we want to fight for the treasure, we have to pay the price. Those who can't pay the price will just leave!

Don’t be afraid of death for those who stay!”

Everyone was making noises. Sikong, the leader of the thieving sect, was rude and unreasonable. Everyone must be responsible for their own choices. If you want to seize the treasure, you have to take risks.

"Sikong Bujue is also a corpse exorcist. He was already a third-level grandmaster in the early years. I don't know what level of cultivation he has now, but he still has a corpse that has not been released.

In this competition for the "Shadowless Prajna Sutra", this person has the greatest chance of winning." Jia Ersan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The secret book is already in my hand... Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly and nodded, expressing his agreement with Jia Ersan's words.

"Go when you should, and stay when you should." Sikong Bu borrowed his voice loudly, and stepped towards the back hall. This time, Master Kuzhu did not stop him, he just sat on the futon and recited the scriptures silently with a compassionate face.

Xuanyuan Yuheng strode to catch up, followed closely by ten elders in white clothes.

Strong men from various sects in the world swarmed away, poured into the back of the palace, and marched towards the back mountain.

"Lord of the pavilion?" Jia 23 and Jia 19 asked for instructions.

Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly:
Chapter completed!