Happiness came so suddenly!
Zhou Xiaolin was stunned for a moment before he reacted: Life ups and downs are too fast, it's really exciting!
Originally, Zhou Xiaolin had given up the idea of comparing himself with Bei Long, but he didn't expect Sikong Yuan to come for him!
Didn't you say you didn't have time?
Of course Zhou Xiaolin wouldn't say that, he stepped forward with excitement and shook Sikong Yuan's hand hard: "Brother Sikong, you have come all the way for me, and this love brother has been remembered in my heart!"
” The Snow Mountain Sect has been "right" before, but it has also been "evil", generally speaking, this is a big sect that is both good and evil, and Tangjiabao is the same first-class sect, but its influence in the rivers and lakes is still above Tangjiabao.
Although the disciples of the Ming Sect were all happy that Zhou Xiaolin was able to invite Sikong Yuan, after all, this was also equivalent to the connections of the Ming Sect, but in fact, many people had already noticed that Zhou Xiaolin and Yang Donghai, the two Heavenly Venerables, were competing with the sect leader, which made them a little more worried while being happy.
Sikong Yuan and Zhou Xiaolin exchanged a few words, and then they were led to the seat next to Tang Ying and sat down, and glanced at Bei Long deeply, Sikong Yuan smiled at Tang Ying beside him: "Fairy, [World Martial Arts Conference] said goodbye in a hurry, it has been thirty years, and when I see the fairy today, the demeanor of the fairy is even better than in the past!"
” Tang Ying: "Hehe. ” Sikong Yuan: "......"
Sikong Yuan's arrival made Zhou Xiaolin regain his spirits, even the big black face was folded and shining in the sun, and he asked Bei Long triumphantly: "Sect Master, do you have any friends to come, why don't we wait a little longer?"
” Beilong smiled: "Okay." ” Look, he's going to pretend again!
Zhou Xiaolin squeezed his eyes at Yang Donghai, and both of them laughed silently: Why bother?
Why bother?
Can you please get a big guy who is far more important than Sikong?
"It's worthy of Zhou Tianzun......
Zuo Fu Holy Son glanced up at Sikong Yuan enviously: "Sikong has been famous for a long time, powerful in the northwest, and famous, I didn't expect to come here for Zhou Tianzun today......"
"That's why the sect leader still can't do it!"
The right Bi Shengzi said in a snort, they are all from the Sikong Yuan Yang Donghai faction, and their buttocks are naturally crooked when they speak: "Now Zhou Tianzun has invited the head of the first-class sect, and if the surname Bei wants to turn the tables, unless he is invited to the head of the super faction!"
"But this is simply impossible, among the six major factions in China, our Mingjiao has already accounted for one, the beggar gang has come to protect the law, Huashan is closed, Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei are all not with our Mingjiao......"
Zuo Fu Shengzi deliberately teased him: "Hey, do you think he will invite the abbot of Shaolin Temple over?"
” "Absolutely not!"
The right Bi Holy Son said firmly: "Shaolin Temple and our Mingjiao are mortal enemies for thousands of years!"
If he can invite the abbot of Shaolin Temple to come over, I will broadcast women's clothes live!
Wearing black silk and rabbit ears, kneeling and singing "Cool Cool"!
” Before he finished speaking, he heard a trembling voice shouting: "Shao, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Likong congratulates the sect leader!"
” Are you teasing me?
10,000 grass and mud horses roared past in the heart of the Holy Son of Youbi: Is the abbot of Shaolin Temple really here?
It turns out that your mouth has really been opened......
The Zuofu Holy Son looked at the two shiny big bald heads that appeared on the Ming Wang's platform, and then looked at the Right Bi Holy Son with fine skin and tender flesh and beautiful eyebrows, and his heart was full of anticipation......
Zhou Xiaolin's mouth was wide open enough to swallow four walnuts: the abbot of Shaolin Temple......
Actually, I'm here to kick the gym!
It must be so!
You must know that Shaolin Temple and Mingjiao are mortal enemies for thousands of years, Zhou Xiaolin, Yang Donghai and Fan Wuya were instinctively wary, but what made them unbelievable was that Master Likong really bowed to Bei Long with his hands folded and said: "Lao Gao is empty, and he specially came to congratulate Sect Master Bei on the joy of taking charge of Mingjiao!"
Good, good, good!
” People respect me a foot, I respect people, and Bei Long hurriedly bowed deeply to Master Kong: "Thank you, Master!"
” Master Likong is a thin old monk with a red face, with a bare chin and no beard, but he has a pair of special longevity eyebrows, the eyebrows grow like the whiskers of a grasshopper, and the curved ones hang down to the edge of the jaw, and the wind blows and flickers straight and swaying, Master Likong has a pair of bamboo-like fingers and strokes the long shou eyebrows, and looks at Bei Long with kind eyebrows: "The name of the Pei sect leader has long been like thunder, and now I can see it with my own eyes, and it is really a hero from ancient times!"
” "Master, you've won the prize!"
Bei Long also hurriedly turned on the commercial mutual blowing mode: "Master, you are the Taishan Beidou of today's martial arts, with great magic and boundless law!"
I have long wanted to go to Shaolin Temple to listen to the teachings, but unfortunately I have been entangled in mundane things, and after the end of the bright ceremony, I will definitely make a special trip to Shaolin to visit the door!
” "If the Bei Sect Master is here, the old man will definitely sweep the couch to greet him!"
Master Empty nodded with a smile, and the business blows each other ended here.
Behind Master Likong walked out a white and chubby monk, who was Master Yuantong, one of the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin Temple.
Master Yuantong stretched out his arms to Bei Long, and Bei Long hugged him hard: "Why did you arrive at the express!"
” "On the way, the demon is ...... to eliminate demons," Master Yuantong explained simply, and said excitedly: "Congratulations, brother!"
” What kind of identity is Master Kong, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, as soon as he appeared, everyone stood up except Tang Ying.
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Even Sikong Yuan, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect who had Zhou Xiaolin as a guest just now, hurriedly got up and greeted Master Kong: "The Snow Mountain Sect is far away, and I have met Master Kong!"
"Amitabha, I am glad to meet you."
Master Likong nodded, but hurriedly folded his hands to Tang Ying: "Fairy, the juniors are empty and polite!"
Tang Ying was sitting on the seat and was carrying a wine jar to drink, and when she saw this, she smiled faintly: "Little monk, sit here!"
” Master Likong is already a hundred years old, and almost everyone in the entire rivers and lakes has to call him a master, but he can only call himself a junior in front of Tang Ying.
This is also something that can't be helped, Tang Ying and his master's peers also had a grudge and hatred back then, and even beat Master Kong's little ass......
"Thank you, fairy!"
Master Likong sat down at the position pointed by Tang Ying, which was Sikong Yuan's seat just now.
Originally, Sikong Yuan was sitting next to Tang Ying, but he didn't dare to let Master Kong get up, and Master Yuantong sat on the other side of Master Kong, and on the other side of Master Yuantong sat the beggar Shi Baohe.
He could only sit on the other side of Shi Baohe, Tang Ying chatted with Master Kong, Master Yuantong and Shi Baohe also formed a fighting friendship in Siberia, which was speculative, leaving Sikong Yuan and no one to pay attention to......
Every time a big man came for Bei Long before, the disciples of the Ming Sect were overjoyed and discussed, but when even the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Master Likong, came, the disciples of the Ming Sect couldn't make a sound.
It's crazy!
Even the abbot of Shaolin Temple, a thousand-year-old enemy, can come to congratulate the sect leader, what else can't the sect leader do?
At this moment, the admiration of the disciples of the Ming Sect for Bei Long is really like a surging river, and it is like the Yellow River flooding out of control......
The petrified Right Bi Holy Son suddenly remembered something, and he quickly took out his mobile phone and logged in to the Overlord Sky Forum.
The search keyword was found by him a post that had sunk a long time ago.,After opening it, it's a post that is really posted.。
In the post is a group photo, Bei Long, Zhen Zhenzhen, Shi Baohe, Master Yuantong and Ding Fan are all inside, but because the second floor was identified as a synthesis by a great god, the "landlord is stupid" downstairs.
This post was seen by the right son at the time, and he also followed the sentence "The landlord is stupid", even if Bei Long did not die in the North Pole, it is impossible to take a group photo with so many professions such as monks, Taoist priests, beggars, and Miao women!
But now look at the Ming Wangtai again, none of the five people in this group photo are missing......
I'm so stupid, really......
The right Bi Holy Son lost his soul and fell into despair, and he had every chance to get closer to Bei Long first, but he was abducted by the great god, and he casually replied to a post and left the matter behind......
Zuo Fu Holy Son and they are all thinking about it: I don't know if it's too late to defect to the sect leader now......
"We lost ......"
Yang Donghai shook his head and sighed to Zhou Xiaolin: "It's all over......"
"No!"
Zhou Xiaolin had already recovered from the shock and loss, and gritted his teeth and said, "The show is only starting now!"
” "What?"
Yang Donghai was taken aback, and looked at him in disbelief, can he still turn the tables when he has reached this point?
"Master, shall we continue the process?"
After Zhou Xiaolin asked Bei Long with a smile, he waved his hand.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The salute that had been prepared for a long time exploded, and the sound of the cannon shook the sky, and the mountains echoed, and the momentum was like a landslide and the ground cracked!
Thousands of Ming Sect disciples immediately shouted in unison: "Bright Holy Sect, Ze is born by the common people!"
Thousands of years of hegemony, the world is the same!
” At this moment, a white cloud floated from the sky, and a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out of the white cloud!
The dazzling golden light was like a golden thunderbolt, and it landed on that row of salutes with a "boom"!
In an instant, the row of salutes was all blown to pieces, and the original ninety-nine rounds came to an abrupt end at the forty-fourth!
It came too suddenly, and even peerless masters like Tang Ying and Master Likong here didn't have time to stop it!
Except for Zhou Xiaolin, everyone was stunned and watched as the white cloud floated over the mountains, over the forest, over the heads of thousands of Ming Sect disciples, and on the Ming King Stage!
Bai Yun appeared on the top of the Ming Wangtai, and he was a white-haired and child-faced old Taoist aunt wearing a snow-white robe!
This white-haired and child-faced old Taoist aunt has two snow-white thick eyebrows connected together, like a colorful "one"!
Beneath the white eyebrows are a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes, thin lips, and a pointed chin that reveals a mean look.
The old Dao Gu was holding a silver sheath sword in her hand, although it was only one person and one sword, but it was regarded as nothing!
Her sharp gaze swept over the faces of the Four Heavenly Venerables she knew, and she asked in a sharp voice, "Who is Bei Long!"
” "Baiyun Zhenren!"
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Zhou Xiaolin deliberately glanced back at Bei Long, and shouted to the old Dao Gu: "What are you looking for our sect leader for!"
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