"how so!?"

Bai Moran widened his eyes and could not believe everything he saw.

The most mysterious broken sword inside the sword tomb of his Feiyun Sword Sect turned into a knife.

Isn’t this even more a shame to his Sword Sect?

A sword made the sword cultivation of the Sword Sect helpless for two hundred years.

If this is spread, it will inevitably affect the sword will of the sword cultivator of the Sword Sect.

"Hmph, so, have you seen it clearly?"

"I don't care about how your ancestor of Feiyun Sword Sect two hundred years ago made this knife inserted into the sword tomb, but today, this knife belongs to me, Chen Xiaoyao!"

The sound fell, Chen Xiaoyao put away his knife and walked out of the sword tomb.

Inside the sword tomb, the breath was swelling wildly because of the disappearance of this knife.

The entire Feng Shui was completely destroyed.

Gone are the luck of the Sword Sect.

Of course, Bai Moran could not see this.

Everyone watched Chen Xiaoyao walk out of the sword tomb, and they were silent.

His eyes swept away, and finally fell on the girl in red who looked at him, looking at him with a hopeful look on her face.

"Is Murong Wan'er the case?"

"Yes, sir." The girl in red nodded.

"Would you like to join the town patrol department and become a Jinlin guard?" Chen Xiaoyao asked.

With everyone's surprise eyes, the girl in red kept nodding, "I'm willing, Wan'er is willing!"

"Okay, go and go down the mountain!"

Chen Xiaoyao left with his hands behind his back.

"Let's wait!"

"Mr. Shen, what do you mean? Didn't you agree before that I'll bring you to Jianzhong, so you'll just ask about this?"

But how could Bai Moran accept this scene?

Now, Chen Xiaoyao stepped on the sword tomb and took away the treasure sword from it.

If he takes his concubine away, what kind of face will he have to gain a foothold in Qingzhou martial arts?

"Master Bai, I think you didn't hear it clearly. What I said before was that I can pretend that I didn't see it, and I will not hold you accountable for the crime of forcing a girl, but I didn't say that I will continue to commit crimes."

"I took Murong Wan'er away, but I was actually helping you get rid of your crime."

"Don't, don't give me a face!"

As the sound fell, Chen Xiaoyao had already gradually disappeared from sight with Murong Wan'er.

The Sword Sect is so big that there are more than two thousand disciples, but none of them dare to stop Shen Xiaoyaoshen.

"Hey, this guy."

Li Xunhuan shook his head and followed Han Yong and others.

Other guests also knew that the happy events of Feiyun Sword Sect were ruined today and they went down the mountain one after another.

"Grandpa, did you let him go?"

Bai Yu, the number one genius of Feiyun Sword Sect, stood behind Bai Moran with a look of unwillingness.

"Feiyun Sword Sect is up and down, send Lord Chen Xiaoyao down the mountain!"

Bai Moran trembled all over and almost squeezed out a sentence from his mouth.

Inside the mountain gate of Feiyun Sword Sect.

Murong Wan'er followed Shen Xiaoyao half a step behind, and was about to leave the Sword Sect and go to the mountain gate.

Behind them, many warriors in Qingzhou, who were already disciples of the Sword Sect, followed closely behind.

However, before the mountain gate, Chen Xiaoyao saw Abbot Leran and others who were bringing several disciples up the mountain.

The first genius monk Yifan followed him.

Leran rode on a golden giant elephant and saw Chen Xiaoyao and others coming down the mountain with a look of stunned expression, then got off the mount.

"Fanjing Temple understands it, pay homage to Lord Shen!"

Raran clasped his hands together.

"Oh? Isn't this the host of Yueran?"

"If I remember correctly, there was a chaotic situation outside Qingzhou City before. In the five mountains, there was no Fanjing Temple going down the mountain to help, right?"

Chen Xiaoyao seems to be a smile but not a smile.

"Sir, we happened to be in peace in Fanjing Temple those days. We didn't know what happened in Qingzhou City."

"Also, Fanjing Temple is the farthest from Qingzhou City, and even if it goes down the mountain to rush for help, it will be too late."

"But fortunately, there is an immeasurable merit to have an adult protect Qingzhou and prevent Qingzhou from being washed away from blood."

He bowed his head.

"Oh, that's a coincidence."

"But I understand the abbot, that day, the Black Lotus Demon Cult escaped a leader named Yuen Long. I searched for Qingzhou, but there was no trace of him. I don't know, can the abbot have clues?"

Chen Xiaoyao asked again.

Regarding this, Li Xunhuan and others behind him couldn't help but look at each other.

I secretly thought why Chen Xiaoyao was so concerned about Fanjing Temple?

"Fanjing Temple is a quiet place in Buddhism, and there is no trace of the demon sect." Lee Ran shook his head.

"oh……"

Chen Xiaoyao nodded slightly, and his eyes suddenly fell on Yifan behind him. At this time, Yifan had already been promoted to the Piquan realm, and his cultivation speed was extremely fast.

"In this way, I see that the Buddhist teachings of your Fanjing Temple are not very good. Why not join my town patrol officer as a Jinlin Guard?

”

"how?"

After these words, Li Xunhuan and others behind him couldn't help looking at each other again.

What exactly does Chen Xiaoyao want?

He had just snatched a Murong Wan'er from the Feiyun Sword Sect.

Now, have you set your sights on Yifan from Fanjing Temple?

Moreover, no matter what, we cannot say that the Buddhist teachings of Fanjingshan Temple are not good, right?

This is simply slapping Fanjing Temple in the face in public.

Sure enough, the little monk Yifan suddenly looked up, his eyes full of surprise.

And the Abbot Mingran's face changed slightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Sir, you are really joking about Buddhism."

"I didn't joke with you." But Chen Xiaoyao shrugged, "I'm serious. The Buddhist teachings of your Fanjing Temple are indeed not very good."

"Yifan, are you willing?"

He looked at Yifan.

But the latter shook his head, "Yifan will not rebel from Fanjing Temple."

"Sir, are you trying to discuss Buddhism with me?"

Abbot Lee Rang was really angry too.

Fanjing Temple is the number one Buddhist in Qingzhou. When did someone teach the Dharma?

All sects in Qingzhou can tolerate Chen Xiaoyao's insults, but he can't do it.

"Haha, on Buddhism?"

Chen Xiaoyao chuckled, stepped forward and reached the front of the Abbot Leran, and patted him on the face behind him, "Do you really think I don't know anything?"

"What are you using to discuss Buddhism with me?"

"You don't deserve it, do you understand?"

"Don't let me catch the handle."

Then, Chen Xiaoyao then withdrew his hand, pushed Na Ren away, and took Murong Wan'er through Fanjing Temple and everyone down the mountain.

Rumble!
To be continued...