Yangguaizi Town connects to the depths of Qilian Mountains. A rock collapses on the top of an inconspicuous mountain. Rolling down and trembling as the mountains tremble, the trees in the mountains fall, and beasts roar. A chaotic and chaotic roar invades the mountains. On a deep gully in the distance, there are more than a dozen dressed gangs in different styles and keep silent in a tacit understanding, watching the changes on the Mang Mountains in the distance.

There are monks and Taoisms, evil and righteousness, men and women.

During this period, a monk and an old Taoist stood in the middle and chatted softly.

"Don't support brother, do you know why no one came to the three great enemies?" The old monk looked kind and looked like I was merciful. He was a master of the uncle, Master Xuanzhong, who was officially with Monk Bajie. The thin Taoist with a sword on his back was the master of Wudang Lingjian Peak.

"Haha, Senior Brother Xuanzhong, the three major bandits will only take their own share each time. We don't have to care too much about whether they come or not," Wuyang Taoist man looked at the black beam of light on the top of the Mangshan peak in the distance, and the trembling sounded faintly from his feet, and said with a worried look on his face, "This time the Mangshan movement seems a little different,"

The monk Xuanzhong didn't care at all that he didn't raise the Taoist, and did not answer his questions directly. Hearing his last words, he sighed, "Yes, the elders in the temple have calculated that I am a good man in this trip."

"Oh?" The Taoist Buyang turned his head and looked at Master Xuanzhong. His expression became heavy. The Tianyan Buddha of the old monks in Shaolin Temple is no worse than his Wudang Essays. Since the monks around him said this, monks do not lie, it seems to be true. I wonder, "Since the monks in the temple have calculated that this is the case, why should Senior Brother Xuanzhong come here? Could it be that he really believes that the monster will come out this year?"

"Amitabha," Master Xuanzhong put on a Buddha's name, shook his head, and said, "That monster has magma protection. We always have innate masters who are innate to show it out, so it is difficult to put it on. I don't put my hope on a mere animal. I know that my life will be damaged this year. After calculation, I will find that my life will be together. It is at this Red Lotus Conference."

"The master has only been innate for several years. I think there will be no problem with his life span. As for the damage, it is mostly caused by this blood-red lotus. Be careful when you are careful, you will be safe and sound." The Taoist Buyang comforted him in an official voice, but he was thinking about whether his Wudang Sect should relax his vigilance against these guys during the process. But then he thought that when the other party said this to him at this time, there were so many innate masters around him, he not only had some thoughts, but he was a little confused at the time.

"Master Xuanzhong, if you don't help Taoism, the pillar of gunpowder has faded. If you chat again, I will take the lead," a middle-aged man in brocade came over and bowed.

"Master Nian is anxious," he came back to his senses and looked at the monk chanting the scriptures beside him, "Master, let's go,"

"Amitabha," Master Xuanzhong recited the Buddha's name and nodded to the Taoist Buyang. The two of them scattered their bodies and flew up at extremely fast speed, rushing towards the top of the mountain. Without seeing any movements of these people, their bodies were walking in the air!

Whoosh, whoosh.

Several figures behind him flew into the sky like this, stepping towards the distance where the smoke pillars of the mountains were about to scatter!

In a moment, there was no one here. After not much ten, a dark smoke rumbling out of the land, condensed into a figure in black, laughing at the figures of the people who disappeared in the distance, and slowly fading away.

Not long after, a big man with a bare upper body with a sturdy spotted python half a foot thick around his waist suddenly appeared. After underestimating it, he pinched the huge snake head on his waist, and his body flashed and disappeared.

In the following period, several people appeared in this place one after another. As for the previous few people, they went to Mangshan after a short stay.

On the town.

"That's the volcano circle?" Aicheng shamelessly half-wrugged Liu Hanyan's waist. The two of them leaned against the wall of the window upstairs and looked at the gradually bigger smoke pillar. "Well," Liu Hanyan nodded, reached out to grab the ghost melon seeds that Aicheng was causing trouble at his willow waist, pushed him away and walked towards the door, "I'm going back. Those innate masters probably have set off. We must also prepare, otherwise there will be nothing at that time."

Seeing that Liu Hanyan was about to leave so soon, Acropolis shook her head and sent her to the door. Liu Hanyan turned around and looked at him and said softly, "Be careful of everything" and left.

Children in the world always have feelings, but they cannot be affectionate.

Acropolis meditated and exercised his skills in the room. After practicing a few sword moves, he realized that he could not concentrate. At night, he went to find Monk Bajie.

In the lobby of the inn where Monk Bajie lives, he was indeed happy to see Monk Bajie and a man in black eating and drinking. When he saw the man in black, the confusion on his face was a little shocked.

The man in black was the identity that Fang Hentian made of disguise and makeup - Fang Tian.

The Acropolis knew the details and walked over silently.

"Oh, here you are here, sit down, this is Brother Fang! He is treating him today, sit down!" Monk Bajie pulled Acropolis down with a smile on his face, and the oil on his hand rubbed clean on the newly replaced cotton robe of Acropolis.

Acropolis sat down and bowed to Fang Tian, ​​"Who is your friend?"

"This is Brother Fang Tianfang," Monk Bajie introduced, pointing to the Acropolis again, "This is Acropolis, my brother! Who is the one who killed the same surname as you a few days ago? What is Fang?"

"Fang Hentian!" Monk Bajie looked so hard that he could not remember it, and he also made a very impression on Chengliang's forehead and thought hard. Fang Tian from the other side helped him say it out.

Monk Bajie slapped his forehead and said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, that's Fang Hentian. I just drank a little more and I can't remember what happened."

Monk Bajie did drink too much, and even Aicheng and Fang Hentian squeezed their eyes a few times, this guy didn't notice it. He even held his forehead and his eyes were scattered, but he was unwilling to look at the stewed meat on the table.

In the cold winter, eating some hot food is indeed a pleasant thing.

Acropolis didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Fang Hentian gave this guy, so that the monk Bajie, who was very cunning and cautious in his impression, could let go of his guard and eat and drink happily.

After Monk Bajie got drunk, a little monk came downstairs and helped him upstairs with disgust. That was what it meant, as if this guy drank and ate meat and lost the face of the monk's five ginger scars on his forehead. Fang Hentian and Acropolis couldn't help but smile.

"Tell me, what does it mean to stir him up?" Acropolis and Fang Hentian left the inn. Fang Hentian said he would take him to a place, and Acropolis asked on the way.

"He is already inside, I don't need to mess with him," Fang Hentian's expression of "What's going on for me" made Acropolis urge to punch people. Thinking of this guy's words, he couldn't help but fall silent.

Originally, Monk Bajie was preparing to pick up leftovers of those innate masters with him, and he also needed the blood-red lotus root to help Yingning's little girl treat poison. However, for some reason, these two guys were incited to plot, and now he had to follow them to prepare a plan to seize food with the tiger's mouth. This made Acropolis, a naughty boy who was still inexperienced in the martial arts world, understand some truth.

People are in the world and cannot help themselves.

There was nothing to say along the way. The two of them walked for about an hour, and with their feet, it was also a long journey.

"Is this?" The two of them walked along the winding and steep mountain roads. Acropolis knew that this was the Qilian Mountains, but they didn't expect that Fang Hentian knew the road conditions here so well. Seeing his familiarity with the way, I thought it would never be the first time I came here. Acropolis even had this place like this guy's old nest in the deep forest. After passing a low mountain, a small cave entrance was penetrated on the slope of the hill. The Acropolis suddenly lit up. It was a huge open space, and a group of tents of different sizes, with warm lights on it.

"It's right to follow!"

Fang Hentian walked out first, and the Acropolis followed. After entering the tent group, the Acropolis paused, and two tall wolves suddenly rushed out of a tent, digging the ground with their front hooves, jumping high, and rushing towards the two arms of the Acropolis with lightning speed, one left and one right.

After a crunch, I hadn't noticed it yet, a few white and bright steel teeth bit the Acropolis' arms.

His face suddenly became gloomy.
Chapter completed!