Chapter two hundred and eighty fifth heart
"I'm afraid of a yellow bird's egg!!"
Seeing that the atmosphere in Juyi Hall was depressing, Master Fake was the first to explode. This old bald donkey had no hair, otherwise he would be angry and rushing to the crown.
He shouted: "If you haven't become a Martial Saint, you are the master. So what if you can do it? The Sa family is not afraid of death. The first one to go to the right place is to die. The Sa family will bite off a tuft of bird feathers!"
Everyone: "..."
Lin Ning held a black thread in his head and couldn't help but say, "What are you going to do? There's only such a little bit of the essence of the copycat, no one is allowed to die!"
After saying that, he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "It's really your blessing. Master, we killed the left and right envoys of the Demon Sect a few days ago, and there was a bald donkey inside... This is not the point, the point is that the old turtle practiced the "Vajra Indestructible God" from Vajra Temple!"
Fake, who was so angry, heard this, his big eyes immediately opened like Niudan, looking at Lin Ning unable to even speak.
Lin Ning laughed and said, "So, don't be in a hurry to die first. When you practice "The Indestructible God of Vajra" well, you will be in the limelight."
After saying that, he ignored the monk whose soul had already left his body, turned his head and said to Dongfang Yiren: "A mere old ghost, why do I need my uncle Hou to take action?"
Dongfang Yiren's eyes at Lin Ning gradually became disappointed. A man can be lustful, greedy, but not arrogant.
Although Lin Ning didn't care what others thought of him, Dongfang Yiren was different, and this girl was useful, but he didn't explain anything. Instead, he turned to look at Qi Yan and asked, "Do you know my intention?"
Hou Yuchun and others looked at the weak boy one after another, but they didn't understand Lin Ning's intention.
I can't think of any strategy that can be used for the face of almost absolute strength...
However, Qi Yan's pair of peach blossom eyes shone brightly and looked at Lin Ning and said, "Can it work?"
Lin Ning sneered and said, "At this point, the saint is still waiting to die honestly, let alone his semi-finished product!"
Qi Yan laughed and said, "That's true! The Master's life is about to end, and he can only stay on Master's Mountain to suppress his luck. A person who is about to die of old age and dies dares to come out to make trouble. He really doesn't know how to write the word "death"!"
When everyone woke up immediately after hearing this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Even the most calm Yan Zhong looked at Lin Ning with a look of awe. What a smart person!
Yes, everyone is in awe of the old ghost and has survived the 200th hurdle and has entered the realm of a saint in half a step.
Thirty years ago, he slapped the leader of the Demon Sect. Who can withstand such a powerful force?
However, no one dared to think that such an old ghost has lived for too long and deserves to die!
Even the number one person in the world like Master, he dared not take action again when he was about to avoid exhausting his last few years.
Even though the old ghost in the Black Ice Platform is extremely fierce, he has lived past two hundred years old and has not become a saint. Even if he dares to take action, how many times can he take action?
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Although Dongfang Yiren agreed and admired her, she refused to admit defeat on her face and couldn't stand someone's pride and said, "Even if the old ghost can only take action once, he will definitely take a high-quality master or even the peak of the master! The one on Master Mountain is like that, and he still dares to go to Dongwang Mountain and the King of Kings Tower. Everyone has to treat him respectfully and respectfully. Because Huchall's attack on his death can make the Master unable to take it. What if Master is a blow on his death? Although Tai Chong is not a martial saint, who can really withstand the attack on his death? What's the point of being proud of?"
These words... poured a basin of cold water on everyone.
Yes, although the tiger is old, it is the king of all beasts after all.
If you really want to have a blow before death, it will definitely be a shock. Who can withstand it?
However, Lin Ning smiled indifferently and said, "I, Qingyun, let him die in the third update. How can the old ghost survive until the fifth update? A blow before death? Haha, it's almost the same to eat a chicken before death."
Dongfang Yiren: "..."
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Mo Zhuyuan.
After the meeting in Juyi Hall, Master Fake, who was in a daze, returned to Mozhuyuan with Lin Ning, refused to enter the main hall, and just stood in the clapper veranda.
Even Linglong’s Taoist nun and Miaoqiu Master came to the scene, as if they were not aware of it, which made the Master furious.
After Lin Ning left the room, he saw Master Fake bald and asked Master Miaoqiu to light up, but he just smiled silly. Until he saw him coming out with a scroll, his eyes suddenly shone and he wanted to pounce on him...
Lin Ning smiled and stepped forward to hand the scroll to Master Fake, saying, "This is what the left envoy of the Demon Sect practiced. He pretended to be a monk and hid in the rivers and lakes. He practiced this skill, except for the two gates of life, and his whole body was almost indestructible. Wu Niang used the Heavenly Slaying Divine Sword to slash his arm with a sword. As a result, he could not even cut his arm. He really made him practice to great success. He was afraid that even his skin would not be cut. After obtaining this set of magical skills that day, I thought of the master. The master was born in Vajra Temple, but was driven down the mountain gate by Vajra Temple. As a result, he has obtained the magical skills that have been lost to Vajra Temple for hundreds of years. In the future, the master's magical skills will be greatly improved. He will return to Vajra Temple. I think that those who drove the master down the mountain that day would regret it."
Master Fake first took the scroll with a pious expression, but after hearing this, he said with anger: "They asked grandpa to come back, but grandpa wouldn't even come back! If the mentor of the Sa family had not told the Sa family that they would not hate the bald donkeys, and the Sa family would kill them sooner or later!"
Lin Ning had learned about Fake's encounter from Linglong's little Taoist nun before. This monk Hua did not hate Vajra Temple because he was expelled from the temple, but because Vajra Temple tortured his mentor and killed his staff alive and was full of hatred.
Although his master was punished because he had selfish thoughts and did not really destroy Fake's martial arts, Fake didn't care about this. The master who raised him and taught him martial arts was closer to him than his father. The hatred of killing his father was irreconcilable!
Lin Ning laughed and said, "Master, let's go. No one can tell what's going on in the future. One day in the future, the master may really want to go back to Vajra Temple, and the master will also want to go back to Xingyue Temple to integrate the power of Buddhism and contribute to the salvation of all sentient beings."
Fake and Miaoqiu have been in the world for many years, but they are not confused people. They all understand Lin Ning's meaning at once.
They didn't expect that Lin Ning had such a big appetite and wanted to incorporate the Vajra Temple and Xingyue Temple!
If Jixia Academy, Black Ice Platform and Imperial City are the three holy places that suppress the destiny of the three dynasties, then Vajra Temple, Xingyue Temple and Tianji Temple are the three holy places in the minds of the people in the Jianghu.
It is just because Jixia Academy, Black Ice Platform and Imperial City are too domineering, and the three masters in the high sects of the rivers and lakes are strictly prohibited from going down the mountain, which is like a circle. Therefore, in the hearts of the world, the presence of these three places is extremely low.
But Fake himself knew that the Vajra Temple and Xingyue Temple were not as simple as they seem!
Although there is no martial saint in charge, there is no shortage of masters.
Even the three holy lands are only thinking about being trapped rather than being destroyed, which shows that.
Looking at the scroll in his hand again, Fake was a little overwhelmed for a moment. The heart of this prospective son-in-law is really not that big!
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Chapter completed!