Seeing the rightful master coming, Pei Xiaofeng stopped and watched.
The guardian monks behind him also held the magic weapons tightly and were ready to take action.
The old man came down the hillside leisurely, looked at Pei Xiaofeng as if no one else was around, and turned his gaze to Grewandui: "Old friend, you are finally back, haha, I have been waiting for you for hundreds of years, and I thought you were fooling me.
I."
When Grewandui saw the old man looking at him, he pointed at his nose and said, "You are talking to me."
"Nonsense, if I don't tell you who to talk to, don't deny it.
Others don't know you, but I know you.
Don't deny it."
The old man came to Glewandui with a smile.
Pei Xiaofeng felt strange that this old man seemed to know Grewangdui.
He kept saying that he had been waiting for hundreds of years, but Grewangdui was not yet twenty years old this year.
Grewandui was also surprised.
He suspected that the old man was talking about the physical Bodhisattva in his backpack.
He asked again: "Are you sure you know me and not someone else?"
The old man became a little impatient and said, "Of course I know you.
I've known you since you turned into ashes."
"Old man, I'm only eighteen this year.
It's my first time here.
How could I know you?"
Grewandui said.
The old man glared at Grevandui and said: "Pretend, you just pretend.
I know you are doing this because you want to default on your debt.
If I hadn't seen that your body is not strong, he would have thrown you over the mountain long ago." ” Pei Xiaofeng felt that this old man did know Glewangdui.
He suspected that it might be related to some past life, so he stepped forward and asked: "Old sir, can you tell me how you met my brother?"
"Your brother, he is your brother.
Young man, you are not timid.
You dare to call Anirudo brother."
The old man looked Pei Xiaofeng up and down with a strange look on his face.
Grewandui heard someone call him Anirudo again and asked: "Old man, do I look similar to Anirudo?"
The old man knocked the ashes from the pipe pot on the soles of his shoes and said: "Stop pretending to me, let's go, go to my house first, and let's talk about what you promised me.
As for your business?
, I will try my best to help you.”
It could be heard from the old man's words that Aniruduo and he were friends and agreed to do something for him.
Pei Xiaofeng smiled and said, "In that case, let's go to your house first."
Pei Xiaofeng looked at the more than a hundred demons surrounding them and said, "Old sir, what do you want to do with so many people here?"
The old man kept saying: "Support me, I want Anirudh to see more.
There are people behind me.
Now I can wave my hand and call thousands of people to help me."
This old man was a bit childish.
Pei Xiaofeng laughed and said, "I believe you have people, and we won't fight.
You'd better let them go back."
The old man waved his hand, leaving the red-haired child behind, and drove away the other monsters.
The old man's cave was on a mountain a hundred miles away.
He followed the old man and Hong Mao as they walked along the valley.
The old man complained that Pei Xiaofeng and the others were walking too slowly.
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It was past noon when they arrived at the old man's cave.
The old man asked Hongmao to take people to prepare food.
He took Pei Xiaofeng and the others into the cave.
The cave is very large, and there are stone tables and benches inside, as well as wooden tables, chairs, and benches.
Pei Xiaofeng was surprised when he looked at the wooden tables, chairs, and benches.
These furniture were made of fine workmanship and sophisticated materials.
They were definitely made by human hands.
"These furniture are not bad."
The old man pulled up a rosewood chair and sat down and said.
Pei Xiaofeng looked at the nanmu table and nodded, "The workmanship is fine and the materials used are exquisite.
Not bad, not bad."
The old man slapped the table and said, "This guy gave this to me when he came out of Shambhala.
He told me that these things in Shambhala are common people's homes.
I really didn't believe it.
Later I went to Shambhala to have a look, and now I believe it.”
Pei Xiaofeng asked happily after hearing what the old man said: "Old sir, do you know where the entrance to Shambhala is?"
The old man nodded and said, "Of course I know.
I even know the entrance to the underworld."
Everyone was happy after hearing the old man's words.
Grewandui said: "Old man, can you take us to the entrance of Shambhala."
The old man laughed loudly when he heard Grewandui calling him "old man" and said, "I just like to hear you teach me, old man, if you call him a few more times."
Seeing that the old man seemed to be playing tricks on them, Ada said unhappily: "Old man, we are sincerely asking for advice, how could you do this?"
The old man looked at Ada, then at Grewandui and said, "You are still pretending.
The fact that you can transform into a demon means that you have recovered the memory of your previous life.
Tell me, do you want to default on your debt?"
When the old man told him about his past life, Pei Xiaofeng seemed to understand something.
He looked at Grewandui and then at what the old man said: "Mr.
Daogong, you said he was Anirudo in his past life."
The old man shook his head and said: "Anirudo is his name in this life.
He was not called this in his previous life.
This is what he told me personally when he left."
Pei Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Okay, his name is Aniruduo now, but there are many things I still don't understand.
Can you tell me in detail?"
The old man looked at Glewandui carefully for a while, and suddenly Glewandui said: "Old guy, what are you looking at?
You want to detect me with your mind."
Dao Gong stood up from his chair and took a step back and said, "Now you remember, you know me."
Grewangdui laughed loudly and said, "Of course I know you.
You are just a piece of rotten rock on Shouyang Mountain.
How awesome are you?"
Dao Gong also laughed loudly, stepped forward and took Grewandui's hand and said: "Okay, just remember it.
When you help me cure my son, I will help you get rid of that fake guy, otherwise No way."
Pei Xiaofeng knew that this was the physical Bodhisattva speaking.
The protecting monks sitting not far away looked at Geliwangdui in surprise.
They all suspected that Geliwangdui was possessed by a ghost.
Grewandui looked at Pei Xiaofeng and said: "Your son asked the little guy to treat you.
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No one in the world can cure your son except him.
As for whether he will treat you, I don't know."
The physical Bodhisattva kicked this problem to Pei Xiaofeng like a ball.
Pei Xiaofeng didn't know anything about the situation, so of course he didn't dare to agree.
He hurriedly said: "No, old guy, don't slander me, who do you think I am, God?"
” Dao Gong stepped forward and grabbed Pei Xiaofeng's hand, and he knelt down with a plop: "Great Immortal, Great God, God, please save my son."
Pei Xiaofeng couldn't bear it when such an old man knelt down for him.
He hurriedly pulled Daogong up and said, "Mr.
Daogong, I didn't say I wouldn't save him.
I don't know what the situation is and whether I can save him.
If I can help you, I will.”
Dao Gong wiped away his tears and immediately laughed and said, "This is what you said.
If you can help, you must help.
You can't be like this guy.
Let me tell you, this guy is not a human being."
Grevandui put his backpack on the table and said: "Who said I am not a human being?
You are not a human being."
Soon the food was ready, which was barbecue.
Everyone was eating and drinking the wine made by Dao Gong himself, while listening to Dao Gong's story.
It turns out that hundreds of years ago, the king of Shambhala decided to die.
He knew that he would not be able to survive the disaster, and only death could eliminate this disaster.
After everything was arranged, he died.
Many years later, according to custom, the reincarnated king would return to the palace and become his king again.
The king even had a name at that time.
Unexpectedly, the king did not appear when the day came.
Later, people found out that the king ran away secretly.
When the king left Shambhala, he met his old friend Dao Gong in Devil's Valley.
Dao Gong's son was seriously injured at that time, and Dao Gong wanted the king to treat him.
The king told him that because he was reincarnated, all his strength was gone, and he asked him to freeze his son first, and wait until he comes back hundreds of years later.
At that time, he passes by the Devil's Valley and treats his son's injuries first.
The king had been gone for more than a hundred years, and suddenly someone appeared in the palace and told people that he was the reincarnation of the king.
After verification, this person became the king legitimately.
At the beginning, the king was normal.
Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years later, the king actually brought the demons from Devil's Valley and other places to Shambhala, and gradually made these demons the governors of various places in Shambhala.
From then on, Shambhala Bala fell into the hands of the devil.
Although these demons did not change Shambhala, they just used Shambhala to practice, but the appearance of demons caused disasters in all walks of life.
Some wise men discovered the problem.
After calculation, they found that only when the real king returns to the throne can these disasters be eliminated.
After calculations by wise men from all walks of life, they learned that all this was a big disaster, and the king's departure only minimized the impact of the disaster on mankind.
The wise men calculated that the day of the king's return would be this year's summer solstice, so the wise men began to plan to protect the king.
The fake king got the news and began to search for the real king in all walks of life.
Now the three thousand worlds have been in chaos because of the king's return.
Pei Xiaofeng and the others got here without much resistance because the fake king believed that the real king was not on earth, so the defense of Devil Ridge became a blank, and entering Shambhala from Devil Ridge became the easiest passage.
After listening to Dao Gong's narration, Pei Xiaofeng asked strangely: "How do you know so much?"
Seeing that Pei Xiaofeng was doubting him, the Daoist hurriedly said: "Don't look at me, this was all arranged by Anirudo.
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In order to wait for him to save my son, I worked for him for hundreds of years.
In Shambhala, I pretended to be a wise man. , in Devil Valley, I pretended to be a devil, I spread rumors to all walks of life, and occasionally pretended to be Aniruduo, do you think it is easy for me?
" Dao Gong told everything, and everyone was shocked.
They didn't expect that things turned out to be like this.
Pei Xiaofeng looked at Grewandui with a cold face and said, "Old guy, didn't you say you wanted to return to Shambhala?"
Hong Hua, it turns out you asked me to help you seize the throne."
Grevan put down his glass and said sheepishly: "Little guy, this whole thing is full of danger.
I really didn't dare to tell the truth at the time."
Pei Xiaofeng nodded and said, "You don't dare to tell the truth about this matter.
Why don't you dare to tell the truth?"
"No."
Grewangdui looked at Pei Xiaofeng sincerely and said.
"No," Pei Xiaofeng glared and said, "There are originally many passages from the earth to the underworld, but you tricked me into going to the plateau and let me wander around the Gangdise Mountains.
If I hadn't been killed by you earlier, Dead."
Grewandui chuckled and said, "Little guy, getting to Shambhala is a process.
If you didn't go this way, you would have died a long time ago if you went directly to the underworld."
Pei Xiaofeng thought carefully about whether this was really the case.
After dinner, he asked about the situation carefully.
Although almost all the powerful demons in Demon Ridge had gone to Shambhala, the remaining demons were not easy to deal with, so he continued The way down is not easy
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