"The weather has indeed changed just now.
It's probably not the case that a heavy treasure was born."
Guanzhu Mo looked like he was terminally ill.
When he said this, he glanced at the disciples in the hall, "But some people have heard that something happened to the Taoist temple. thing" At this time, Taoist Qiu stood up and bowed his hands to Master Mo: "Returning to what Master Mo said, I have never heard of a heavy treasure being born.
However, one of our disciples was struck by lightning and he just rescued him."
"Oh, there is such a thing."
Master Mo was stunned after hearing this, "Which disciple?"
"Shentu Long."
Taoist Qiu replied.
Some people in the main hall still didn't know that Shen Tulong had been struck by lightning.
They were stunned for a moment when they heard the news, and then they couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this Shen Tulong must be too unlucky.
"It seems that I was wrong."
The old man in gray robe twisted his beard and smiled, glanced at the girl sitting next to him, and said gently, "Shan'er, there is nothing interesting to see."
At this time, all the disciples dared to look openly at the girl named Shan'er.
They couldn't help but be stunned by the girl's appearance.
They saw that the girl was wearing a goose-yellow dress, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, and skin as good as snow.
Her beautiful eyes are as clear as water, and when she looks at them, she has a cool and elegant temperament.
The disciples had been living in the Taoist temple for a long time, but when they saw such a beauty, they were a little lost for a moment.
Meng Fan, on the other hand, curled his lips and looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking, looking a little absent-minded.
"Master."
The girl glanced at everyone with her eyes, and was stunned for a moment when she saw Meng Fan.
Then she looked at the old man and said sweetly, "Since there are no important treasures to see, let's hurry up and hurry up. ” At this time, the young man next to the old man spoke: "Junior sister, if they say they don't have it, it means they don't have it.
Maybe they don't want us to see it.
Senior brother thinks that the person who was struck by lightning has a valuable treasure on him."
"Ziyun" the old man's tone became calmer, "No words, no nonsense, no crazy talk" After hearing the old man's admonishment, the young man named Ziyun lowered his head in a hurry.
Seeing that the old man no longer looked at him, he raised his head again and glanced coldly at the disciples of Huyang Temple, with a hint of defiance and cold pride in his eyes.
When he saw Meng Fan, the man was also stunned for a moment.
He found that Meng Fan was even colder and arrogant than him.
He didn't even look at him and seemed not to take him seriously.
He couldn't help but secretly remember Meng Fan. look like.
"Haha" Master Mo laughed, "These are distinguished guests.
It would be nice to find out about this matter.
I also want to see if there is any valuable treasure."
After saying that, he glanced at Taoist Qiu: "Didn't I just say that Shen Tulong was rescued?
If there is nothing serious, just carry him over and ask him what happened."
At this time, Shen Tulong was lying in the Bingxin Hall of the Taoist Temple, dazed in a daze.
Due to being struck by lightning, his limbs were stiff and he could not move his fingers.
At this time, the long sword he planned to give to Meng Fan was still in his possession.
I hold it in my hand and can't let go.
"Get it done.
What does Mengniu Ba mean by get it done?"
"Why did a thunderbolt strike me as soon as he said it was done?"
"No, I must have heard wrong.
What he said was not done, but Thunder."
Thinking of this, Shen Tulong's heart and liver trembled, his breathing became rapid, and a look of fear appeared on his dark face struck by lightning.
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"He shouted thunder, and thunder fell from the sky and struck me."
"Is this a very powerful technique?"
"I told you not to mess with Mengniu Ba, but I'm so stupid that I even wanted to negotiate with him."
Tears flowed down the corners of Shen Tulong's eyes, and his heart was filled with regret.
If he had known that he would be struck by lightning, he might as well have stayed in the room.
He couldn't help but hate his gang.
After a while, he thought of Cao Xiong and others.
The tragic situation when a person died made me feel lucky again.
I felt that I was lucky to have survived.
I must walk around Mengniu Ba in the future, and I must not take the initiative to provoke him.
"Senior Brother Shen, the temple master invites you."
At this time, two disciples came over and told Shen Tulong about the situation in the main hall.
Without waiting for Shen Tulong's consent, they hurriedly carried him to the Sanqing Hall.
Seeing Shen Tulong's miserable look, the girl named Shan'er turned her head, as if she couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
The young man raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, a little gloating.
"Shen Tulong, please tell me about the situation at that time."
Guanzhu Mo frowned.
If it weren't for the opponent's powerful background, he really couldn't bear to carry Shen Tulong over.
It would be too miserable.
"Master."
Shen Tulong cheered up, glanced at Meng Fan with some fear, and spoke feebly, "This disciple admires Junior Brother Niu Ba's talent, and wants to sit down with Junior Brother Niu Ba to discuss the truth, and by the way, give him a treasured sword as a gift. , but I never thought that I would be struck by lightning as soon as I walked to Junior Brother Niu Ba’s door.
It’s really bad luck.”
Shen Tulong hid the thunder secret in his heart and embellished the incident, for fear of offending Meng Fan.
"Oh, can you show me what kind of sword it is?"
Guanzhu Mo's tone was warm, but he sounded obviously weak.
It seemed that he had been sitting for a long time and could no longer hold on.
"This is it."
Shen Tulong moved his arm and glanced at the sword tightly grasped by his palm.
Immediately, a disciple came up and wanted to pull the sword out, but Shen Tulong's fingers were too stiff to pull it out, so he had to forcefully open Shen Tulong's fingers one by one, and then he successfully took it out.
Shen Tulong grimaced in pain.
"Um" The sword was presented to the old man in gray robe.
The old man pulled out the sword with a clang, looked at it, his face darkened, and then handed the sword to the girl beside him: "This sword is made of fine steel.
Although the workmanship is fine, but It’s not a sword, but it can be bought in the market for only a few hundred yuan.”
"Then stop reading."
The girl pursed her lips and whispered to the old man, "They are really good at fooling people."
"Huh."
Seeing that the girl was a little unhappy, the man named Ziyun grabbed the long sword and slapped the sword with his other hand.
He immediately broke the long sword into several pieces.
The broken sword clinked on the ground, " The little Huyang Guan dares to play tricks on us, he is really arrogant."
This time the old man didn't stop the young man, and he didn't seem to expect that Huyangguan dared to use a broken sword to fool him.
If he didn't act stronger then, he would be a bit embarrassed for his sect.
"Shen Tu Long" Mo Guanzhu also felt a little embarrassed about his face, and his voice became sharp, "This is the sword you mentioned."
"Yes, yes."
Shen Tulong felt a little aggrieved and wondered if he had bought a fake, so he hurriedly explained, "I bought this from a bald monk at a high price.
The price is not cheap, definitely not a few hundred yuan."
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This is a sword that has killed a hundred ghosts and evil spirits.
As long as you accumulate the sword's power a little, when you take it out of the sheath, you will be able to " "Are you going to be funny?"
The young man interrupted Shen Tulong's words, stood up, and walked to the center of the hall.
He bowed slightly to the old man first, and then raised his hands to Master Mo, "Master Mo "I, Zhuge Ziyun, an inner disciple of the Jingming Sect, want to fight with the most powerful person of your sect."
When the disciples of Huyang Temple saw this, they became a little unhappy.
"This is a bit bullying."
"If you don't see something good, you'll have to fight."
"Do all disciples of major sects like to bully others?"
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