"Don't make fun of me!" Xu Ping smiled awkwardly and couldn't help but secretly thought, this old Taoist priest is quite powerful.
Based on his current Taoist practice, there will be no appearance at all from the outside. There is no sparkle in the eyes of a practitioner, and the aura around him is extremely calm.
Ordinary practitioners cannot tell the difference at all.
But I didn't expect that this veteran, with his cloudy eyes, would be so powerful and should not be underestimated.
"Hey, do you know Pindao?" Master Dinghu frowned slightly when he heard Xu Ping say his Taoist name, looking a little surprised.
Xu Ping smiled slightly, clasped his hands and said, "I heard Uncle Jiu mentioned Master Dinghu's Taoist name before, so I remember, I, Xu Ping, pay my respects to Master Dinghu."
Master Dinghu understood immediately, smiled, waved his hand, and said nonchalantly: "No need to be polite, what did Fengjiao say about me? Didn't he have a few good words?"
The old boy, Uncle Jiu, was suddenly speechless.
Gu Nianhua, on the other hand, raised her head and looked at the people with a smile on her face. She felt that she was completely surrounded by happiness.
"Ha ha……"
Xu Ping laughed loudly and said, "Uncle Jiu talks about you, the real person, with great respect and concern."
Gu Nianhua also stepped forward quickly, tugged on Dinghu Master's sleeve, and said softly: "Master, please stop joking. You don't even know how fierce the great monk was just now. If it weren't for Brother Xu, maybe I would
He is dead now."
Master Dinghu glared at her, "Who asked you to run around..." But just after he finished speaking, he laughed again and said with a kind face: "Let Master vent your anger later."
Gu Nianhua nodded obediently and stood aside, looking at the three most important men in her life with a smile on her face.
After understanding what had just happened, the Dinghu master turned and looked at the two eminent monks of his generation in Fahua Temple...
As for the monk Yuanben who was standing next to him, he just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make any mistakes.
"Master Dinghu, I just asked Master Nephew Yuanben. It turns out it was just a misunderstanding. Since nothing happened, why not just let it go?" Zen Master Kongming said with a smile.
"Give up?"
The old Taoist's eyes narrowed and he looked at him with disdain on his face.
Among the crowd, Feng Lao and Wang Hongguang, as well as a middle-aged Taoist priest who also wore a Taoist bun, also came out.
The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to be very familiar with Master Dinghu. He stepped forward and whispered softly: "Brother Dinghu, according to Pindao, we still have important matters. How about we discuss other matters in the future?"
Xu Ping was looking this man up and down, and Uncle Jiu said from the side: "He is Taoist Zhang Fengyi of Longhu Mountain. The current Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain is his junior brother."
Longhushan is a master of martial arts, and all the heavenly masters are his juniors...
Xu Ping was slightly speechless, and couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart how strong the leader of the White Lotus Sect was, and how powerful he was to be able to escape all the way while being chased by this group of people.
Master Dinghu looked sideways at Taoist Zhang, his eyes moved slightly, "I am not an unreasonable person. In this case, I will follow what Brother Zhang said, but after this matter is settled, today's grudges must be settled.
."
After saying that, he went straight down the mountain without looking at the crowd.
Xu Ping and others followed closely, and Huo Zhinan also saw that something was wrong at this moment, so he did not go forward to find Zen Master Kongming.
Master Liao Kong watched them leave, sighed slightly, shook his head and returned to the temple.
Zen Master Kongming had a sinister look on his face, anger welling up in his chest. He just snorted coldly and said loudly to everyone: "Fellow Taoists, we have just agreed upon a plan. Feng Donor will take the lead to search for the whereabouts of the devil in the provincial capital.
You must not act rashly. He Maoshan violated the agreement and abandoned the overall situation. In the future, I will ask you to be witnesses."
After hearing what he said, many people responded.
But Master Feng’s disciple, Taoist Priest Zhang Fengyi of Longhu Mountain, remained silent.
They all know in their hearts that the relationship between Maoshan and Fahua Temple has been forged.
I just hope in my heart that this matter will not be involved in the big event of chasing down the devil.
…
On the way back to the provincial capital, the atmosphere was slightly solemn.
Those followers who were carrying gifts originally thought that they could easily go down the mountain after going up the mountain, but unexpectedly they had to carry them back again. But the situation was wrong now, so there was nothing to say.
Xu Ping and Huo Zhinan walked at the end, introducing the people in front of him.
When he heard that several of them were from Maoshan, Shangqing, and that they were of high seniority, Huo Zhinan became more respectful, stepped forward, saluted, and announced his identity.
This opened up the conversation. Master Dinghu made harsh words, and now he seemed to be in peace. He heard that these gifts were going to be sent to Fahua Temple, so he directly threatened that there was no need for them.
But Uncle Jiu was still very angry, so his face was quite unhappy.
Gu Nianhua was a little worried when she saw that the matter was getting bigger because of herself, "Master, Master, is it because of me that the sect is in trouble?"
Xu Ping couldn't understand why Master Yuanben was so ruthless and didn't look like a compassionate monk at all. He also felt that Uncle Jiu had done nothing wrong.
But there are some doubts in my heart. Although Uncle Jiu protects his shortcomings, he is not someone who doesn't care about the overall situation. Besides, his master is still present.
Why are you so anxious to express your position?
Uncle Jiu touched her hair, shook his head and said, "Xiaohua, I'm not angry with you, but I don't blame you."
"Master, I'm just angry with that monk Yuanben. Don't worry, Xiaohua. Master, I will definitely seek justice for you."
Although the person is fine, his intention to do harm is extremely obvious.
The monk Yuanben used chicken feathers as arrows, thinking that in his own territory, he might not be able to kill Gu Nianhua with a full-strength punch, but it would be different from killing Gu Nianhua if he disfigured her face and directly destroyed a girl's beautiful years.
Master Dinghu also slowed down and said softly: "I have long disliked those bald donkeys, so I won't talk about what happened just now. Sooner or later, I will have to punish that round bald donkey."
Xu Ping heard something in their words and asked, "Uncle Jiu, what happened?"
Uncle Jiu glanced at Gu Nianhua, thinking that Xu Ping was not an outsider, and said directly: "When we just arrived last night, Xiaohua had some conflicts with that Yuan Ben. If I hadn't taken the overall situation into consideration, I would have taught him a lesson at that time.
Give him a try."
"..."
Xu Jing listened quietly and then understood the reason.
Originally, just last night, because of the long journey, Gu Nianhua was a daughter and wanted to find a place to wash up and clean herself.
However, Monk Yuanben, whose six roots were impure, actually said that there was only a large bathroom in the temple where he could take a bath. Moreover, despite Gu Nianhua's repeated requests, he did not leave and stayed in the bathroom, teasing her with words.
"That fat monk said that he had already escaped into Buddhism, that space is color, and so on. He refused to leave and asked me to take off my clothes and take a shower in front of him..."
As Gu Nianhua spoke, her pretty face turned red, her anger welled up, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Uncle Jiu shook his head helplessly: "There is no support for the secret room statement. Although I reported it to the two eminent monks of Fahua Temple, I had no choice but to give up. I thought it was an important matter, so I didn't pursue it too much. I didn't expect this thief to be bald.
Donkey, you have such a grudge that you actually do such a cruel thing."
"Depend on!"
When Xu Ping heard this, he regretted greatly: "Ma De, you were too gentle just now!"
As he spoke, he patted his chest and said directly: "Don't worry, Xiaohua, this matter is taken care of by me."
"Well..." After hearing what Xu Ping said, Gu Nianhua smiled sweetly, and the resentment in her heart had long since disappeared.
Unexpectedly, Master Dinghu shook his head: "Boy Xu, I know that you are very powerful. If you want to deal with Yuan Ben, you can just wave your hands. But now, you still need to concentrate on dealing with that devil."
Xu Ping was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you have any plans?"
"The devil has many tricks and is good at changing. He can only search for outsiders in the provincial capital and arrange for personnel to patrol day and night. This is the countermeasure we discussed last night." Uncle Jiu said.
In other words, you are actually a little helpless. How is this different from a headless fly... Xu Ping said directly: "It doesn't sound very reliable."
Uncle Jiu looked helpless: "Actually, Taoist Zhang from Longhu Mountain has a magic weapon, the Heavenly Secret Disk, in his hand. Originally, we could trace his whereabouts using the blood of the demon as a guide, but somehow we entered the provincial capital.
After that, the machine disk loses its effectiveness that day and cannot function."
"Tian Ji Disk?"
Xu Ping pondered: "From a literal point of view, after entering the provincial capital, the devil was able to conceal his own secrets."
Uncle Jiu shook his head: "I don't know that either."
"The devil's Taoism and cultivation are definitely not inferior to mine. He must have fled to the southern Guangdong provincial capital because there is something in the provincial capital that can evade our pursuit and interception."
Master Dinghu expressed his judgment, then looked at Xu Ping and said: "I suspect that thing is in the White Lotus Sect's branch in the southern city of Guangdong Province, but based on our previous siege, the demons in the White Lotus Sect's branch have long been
We all rushed to reinforce it. It stands to reason that such a powerful magical weapon would definitely not be left behind."
A campaign led by Shangqing Maoshan and Longhushan against the demons of the White Lotus Sect forced the demons of the White Lotus Sect to resist with all their strength.
When Xu Ping was still on Hong Kong Island, most of the members of the White Lotus Sect had been exterminated. According to their investigation, the key personnel of the White Lotus Sect's branch had died in the encirclement and suppression.
Xu Ping had a guess: "Maybe that thing cannot be taken away."
Uncle Jiu and Master Dinghu's eyes lit up, and they both thought it was extremely possible.
When Huo Zhinan heard this, he understood and said, "If that's the case, does it mean that by finding the branch of the White Lotus Sect in the southern city of Guangdong Province, we can find the devil in your mouth?"
Uncle Jiu nodded: "That should be the case."
"Well, you can leave this matter to me. You don't need to rely on those from Fahua Temple." Huo Zhinan was confident.
Although the Huo family is located in Hong Kong Island, the Huo family is large and has business all over southern Guangdong. It is naturally very convenient to inquire about any news.
"The branch of the White Lotus Sect..." Xu Ping suddenly remembered a place and said with a smile: "Maybe it doesn't have to be so troublesome. I know a place, and that should be the branch of the White Lotus Sect in southern Guangdong."
…
Fahua Temple.
In the afternoon, in the ancient temple deep in the mountains, cicadas chirped everywhere, adding a bit of vitality.
Listening to the chirping of cicadas outside, everyone sitting in the main hall of the reception room also began to discuss the next course of action.
But before he could say more than two sentences, someone said angrily: "Humph, they from Maoshan went too far. They just let it go. I will definitely go to Maoshan's headmaster Sun Daozhang to talk about it one day."
The person who spoke out was none other than Elder Che from the Xingyi Sect.
Yuan met his eyes without any trace, with a smile on her lips.
"It is not the fault of Master Maoshan and Master Liao Kong for this matter. It is indeed inappropriate for Fahua Temple to do something wrong, and it is not the fault of Taoist Brother Dinghu for being angry." Taoist priest Zhang Fengyi spoke frankly and did not blame Fahua Temple at all.
face.
There are many Taoist traditions in Longhu Mountain, so how can we be afraid of Fahua Temple?
"One group..."
"Junior brother, don't lie."
Before Zen Master Kongming finished speaking, Master Liaokong, who had closed his eyes to rest, opened his cloudy eyes and said, "You don't need to worry about this conflict. Senior brother will handle it on his own."
"Daozhang Zhang, I will investigate and find out exactly what went wrong in this matter. If I can't tell, I will just arrange a duel according to the rules of the world."
Generally speaking, if you encounter an unspeakable dispute and don't want to cause too much trouble, you will arrange a competition between your disciples.
If you lose, you should admit it and pretend to be a grandson when you see the other party from now on.
After Master Liokong finished speaking, no one objected, so he got down to business: "Elder Che, Taoist Zhang, why don't you two lead some people each to investigate around to prevent the devil from coming out to harm others again."
"Can!"
"I will handle it."
Immediately afterwards, the old monk in red cassock looked at Mr. Feng aside and said: "Donor Feng, the White Lotus Sect's branch in southern Guangdong still needs your hard work and hard work."
Feng Lao smiled: "I will do my best on this matter..."
As he spoke, he looked at the fat monk Yuan Ben, his eyes flickering, as if he had something to say that he wanted to express.
Yuan Ben didn't have a seat in the main hall. He was standing behind Zen Master Kongming, thinking about his own affairs. Suddenly he felt a gaze staring at him. He raised his head and found that it was his uncle's friend.
A member of the official family who is honored as Feng Lao.
Meeting the eyes of Monk Yuanben, Feng Lao was stunned for a moment, and finally said: "Master Yuanben, there is something I have said after much thought, and I still feel it is necessary to remind you."
Yuan Ben smiled and said: "Amitabha, Feng Donor, just say so."
"Then I will tell you straight, if Master Yuanben really has something to do and has offended that little brother Xu, then it is best to apologize to him face to face now, before the matter escalates. I believe that with his magnanimity
, I won’t target you again.” Old Feng said leisurely.
Wang Hongguang nodded frequently and looked at Yuan Ben with a slightly sarcastic look.
"Donor Feng, this poor monk respects you as an elder. What do you mean by this?" Master Yuanben asked coldly. The atmosphere around him condensed again and no one spoke.
Feng Lao thought to himself and said: "Master Liaokong has also had contact with Mr. Xu. He must also know his personality, so he knows that my reminder is out of goodwill."
"Of course, it's up to you whether you listen or not."
Although Master Yuanben said that it was because Gu Nianhua wanted to force her way out, and he suspected that she was going to report something and was an accomplice of the devil, that was why she failed to control the strength of her hands at the critical moment.
But just listen to these words. Combined with the previous conflict between him and Gu Nianhua, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is just an excuse.
"snort!"
"Why today, everyone seems to think that Fahua Temple is made of clay."
Zen Master Kongming asked coldly, anger rising in his heart.