Xiang Que and Wuqiao took a breath at the same time. The pressure the old man suddenly came out brought to them was too strong. It was a very pure crushing, which made them unable to rebel at all.

idea.

However, since he said he would not care, he would definitely not care now. Anyone who has reached a certain strength and a certain position will speak one by one and one pitfalls, and speaking back on his word is not suitable for the identity of a person like them.

Wuqiao picked up the wide-back long knife, pointed at Chen Mingyin from a distance and said, "I have been neighbors with Gujingguan for more than ten years. If you are in trouble, I will do my part. Just leave this old maggot to me. I am here.

He can't get past the thunder pool, so I don't care about the rest, and I can do it within my ability."

"Oh, Mr. Qiao, I found that you, a hermit, was in vain. Why can't you control yourself and want to pretend to be a scattered?" Xiang Que asked in confusion.

Wuqiao said lightly: "Because I have been neighbors with you for too long, and I am close to Zhuzhe."

"Damn" Xiang Que's speechless mouth twitched, Zhang Qingfang fell from the hall and said, "Last time you made me look at me with admiration. This time I don't plan to have any surprises. Xiang Que, you have to understand a truth.

, it is caught off guard when you take advantage of your skills. Then the second time, did you really treat me as a fool? Your absolute strength will not make the same mistake twice."

Xiang Que grinned. He really wanted to tell Zhang Qingfang that he really regarded him as a fool. These people seemed to have not figured out a situation. This is Gujingguan, the Gujingguan that they have been operating for countless years.

, This is also the reason why Xiang Quejibaba rushed back.

In front of the Taoist temple gate, Mr. Kong Da brought the remaining children of the Confucius Mansion to come over at this time. After scanning the situation in front of him, he frowned and said, "Qingfang, is it time to talk about the morality of the world now?"

"The world is never clean, so where does morality come from?" Zhang Qingfang said calmly.

Mr. Kong Da smiled gloomy and said, "Okay, let's take action with you. Before the Gujingguan people come back, we will solve Xiang Que first, so that he can't lose a piece of mouse shit.

After that, we have a pot of soup and cleared out his little character. We will focus on dealing with the three old guys later... Dejing, King Yan, you go and fight alongside Master Chen."

"A shameless old thing, your Confucius Mansion has been destined to walk the shameless path to the end since your ancestors, but" Xiang Que spat a little angrily.

"It's just a quick talk. History has never been written by the victors. None of you Gujingguan people can go out today. You are destined to be nailed to death on the pillar of shame in history. You have no right to be wrong, merits and demerits.

Inquire about it, Mr. Kong Da waved his hand and said, "Qingfang, don't waste time this time?"

"Okay, I'd like to fight side by side with Mr. Kong Da." Zhang Qingfang's hand had an extra whisk this time.

The battle was about to begin. Xiang Queuu faced Zhang Qingfang and Mr. Kong Da, and Wu Qiao strongly stopped Chen Mingyin, Kong Dejing, and Yan Wang.

Although Xiang Que seemed to be very supportive, he couldn't help but mutter: "Old Taoist, uncle, senior brother... Where are you?"

Xianyang is located in the hinterland of the Qinchuan 800 miles. The Wei River runs south, the mountains and rivers extend north, and the mountains and rivers are both sunny, so it is called Xianyang.

The intersection of Jinghe River and Weihe River is an ancient saying to describe Jinghe River clearly. The blending of two rivers with different colors is a bit like a piece of the world from the air, which is very spectacular.

At the intersection of the two rivers, there is a small village called Zhu Village.

Two silly figures got out of a taxi and headed straight to a piece of yellow soil behind Zhu Village. About ten minutes later, several raised soil buns appeared on the yellow soil, with weeds growing on all sides.

It is extremely desolate, as if no one has taken care of for many years.

Among the two figures, one of the younger figures walked to a few mudbags and his legs were together and then he knelt down with a "thump" sound, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

The old man behind him stroked his beard and smiled, "You kid are really mean."

"As a teacher for a lifetime, my master's parents and grandparents are naturally my relatives. It is appropriate to kowtow a few times," Qi Changqing stood up and said solemnly.

The one who came to Zhu Village with Qi Changqing was Wang Chaotian who he specially invited to Lingnan. The two of them rushed from Lingnan to Zhu Village at the intersection of the Jingwei River in Xianyang.

Wang Chaotian held his hands behind his back and began to measure along the yellow land. Qi Changqing followed him without saying a word, but his face was a little sad and thoughtful, his mind was very restless, and he rarely showed an anxious expression.

After a long time, Wang Chaotian walked back and forth on this yellow land for a few times, then returned to several earthen graves and sighed heavily, frowning together.

"The old guy has a big problem for me. Didn't this put me on the fire and roast me? He is good. He has left the matter without any worries, but he has cheated us old guys."

Qi Changqing laughed dryly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, my master can make few friends in his life. You must be the best one. Who would you bother with me?"

"I actually said some nonsense, hum," Wang Chaotian snorted from his nose with his hands behind his back.

Qi Changqing's face was flat and said seriously: "Prince, I will leave now and rush back to Gujingguan. I'll be here to stay at the ancestral tomb of my master. I guess that at most things will happen tomorrow...

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"The way of Feng Shui in the world is, who else can I be the only one who is Wang Chaotian? Even your master, the old mao, dare not claim to be superior to me in front of me. You can rest assured if I am here to stay." Wang Chaotian said proudly with his hands behind his back.

The Feng Shui of the world, Gujing Temple can only be said to be involved in it. The Feng Shui inheritance of Yang Gong is intermittent. If you are proficient, you should be the number one person in the world of Feng Shui.

At this point, Wang Chaotian is in charge of the old Taoist ancestral tomb!

In the Quanzhen Sect of Zhongnan, in the Big Dipper Seven Star Array behind the Chongyang Palace, Yu Qiuyang sat cross-legged on the ground, with an ancient bronze lamp in front of him. The candlelight on the lamp had become dimmer before it shone, and the flames were light yellow and listless.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, do you need my help?" Xu Bei asked after leaving.

Yu Qiuyang smiled and said, "I won't bother Beili Zhenren. Qiuyang can handle it alone. Whether it is successful or not, Quanzhen's great kindness Gujingguan will definitely remember it in my heart. Three years later, I will serve you with my own hands.

Notes on Chongyang, if Quanzhen asks for help, Gujingguan will not refuse, and will definitely help with all his strength."

Xu Beili smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yu was joking. It is a blessing that Beili can see this grand event in his lifetime."

Yu Qiuyang laughed and said, "Okay, I'll ask Beili real person to see this feat together tomorrow night."

Xu Beili nodded solemnly and said, "Great kindness!"

At this point, Yu Qiuyang took the bronze lamp of the life soul to sit in the Big Dipper Seven Star Array.
Chapter completed!