"Retribution, of course I have to repay you."

Long Yingchan was very calm: "But the root of these hairy gods and old ghosts in the Evil God Cult lies in the shrines. It will be difficult to eradicate them unless the shrines are found."

"Disaster."

The scabby monk pointed another finger.

This time no one interrupted.

The shrine is the Achilles' heel of the gods of the Evil God Sect. You can imagine how difficult it is to search for it.

For more than a thousand years, there are many people who want to find these shrines, but they often search all over the world and find it difficult to find even one or two, let alone all of them.

"It's difficult, but you still have to find it."

Long Yingchan lowered his eyelids.

He had hidden his true energy in Yu Banzhou's body a long time ago, and wanted to take the opportunity to infiltrate the Evil God Cult, but it was difficult to find it in a short period of time.

Unless, those old ghosts are forced to incarnate one after another.

"Look, look for, fight, and fight!"

Taoist Tiancan didn't care at all about the dark face of Tian Yingzi behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"The old Taoist priests don't have many more years to live. If you can't pull out this knife, you have to go to the Evil God Cult..."

"Uncle Master..."

Tian Yingzi's head was so big that he almost knelt down to Long Yingchan during this period. How many things did he promise to go out?

You told me you were going to risk your life?

"The juniors are willing to follow the lead of the seniors!"

Long Xixiang spoke at the right time.

He still respected Taoist Tiancan in his heart. The biggest stain in this old Taoist's life was that he lost to Wan Zhuliu by just one move.

Apart from that, this is a true role model of a generation.

"Count me in."

The leprous monk raised his hand and pointed, and words appeared in the air.

After decades of sitting and suffering, by this time, he was almost like the old Taoist Tiancan, no longer afraid of death, and even wanted to take the initiative to seek relief.

"Uncle Master..."

Zen Master Da Ming's face also turned dark, and he regretted not letting his senior brother come with him.

"The two seniors are like this. Sword Master Wei knows something secretly, so he must be able to feel at ease."

Nie Xianshan held his hand in awe.

Long Yingchan felt a little weird in his heart. Did these two old guys really see through life and death, or were they talking about themselves?

But no matter what it is, the price of drawing the sword cannot be increased.

Although after seeing Wei Tianzuo's death, he had no idea of ​​raising the price.

"Senior has great righteousness."

Seeing the two old seniors filled with such indignation, Taoist Master Long couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Is it because my heart is too dirty?

…

When Li Yuan walked into Longzhai, he saw the older generation filled with indignation, and a wizened old man banging the table.

An old monk closed his mouth and made afterimages with his fingers in the air.

Good guy...

Li Yuan looked at it carefully, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little cold.

His first impression was that this Taoist monk was very, very old.

When he was old enough, at a glance, he looked like an old tree that was full of insects and had lost all its branches and leaves. This was more than just dying.

'Isn't it just one shiver before you die?'

Li Yuan murmured in his heart, could these two people withstand the backlash of drawing the sword?

"Whoa!"

As soon as Li Yuan walked into the courtyard, the quarrels and noises had instantly dissipated. A group of seniors sat down, calm and relaxed, as if nothing had happened just now.

"This is a scoundrel."

Long Yingchan coughed lightly and introduced a few people.

Long Xixiang didn't say a word, silently picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Sure enough, he is a peerless talent!"

Taoist Tiancan was full of praise. After looking up and down, his expression changed slightly:

"Complete marrow refining?"

"Um?!"

As soon as he spoke, the expressions of several people in the courtyard changed, especially Tian Yingzi, who looked a little ugly:

"Master Long Dao, don't you know that Wan Zhuliu's great success in exchanging blood can reverse the defeat of the Grandmaster?!"

Refining marrow and exchanging blood is a state.

In other words, if the person who draws the sword is refining the marrow, then his sword will be unexpectedly revealed, but it will be like Wan Zhuliu at the time of blood exchange!
Chapter completed!