Chapter 249: Not Worthy of Fighting with This Seat (4 More Subscriptions)
Visitors near Lotus Terrace were drawn to it.
"The nuns of Yunzhaoan?"
The crowd exclaimed.
More than a dozen female monks landed on the ground, saluted everyone, and bowed.
"Yunzhao'an, the poor nuns have no thoughts, and the donors are polite. β
The appearance of Master Wunian of Yunzhao Nunnery made the entire Lotus Platform quiet.
Heavenly Sword Sect has such a helper...... It's hard to say whether you'll win or lose.
Luo Xingkong arched his hand towards Wu Nian: "Thank you Master for your help." β
Wu Nian female mage, who became famous a hundred years ago, is the first master of Yunzhao Nunnery.
Who would have thought that Yun Zhao'an would actually choose to help the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Hua Wudao turned his head and glanced at Lu Zhou, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, and said, "Pavilion Master." β
"Got it. Lu Zhou continued to close his eyes.
How could Lu Zhou not be mentally prepared for the other party to have a helper.
Moreover, there is more than one helper.
Wu Nian glanced at Luo Xingkong, raised his palm, and gently recited a Buddhist mantra, brushing off the dust.
A pale blue circle of light appeared under Luo Xingkong's feet...... If you dot the light of the stars.
"The healing method of Buddhism, Cihang Pudu. β
Luo Xingkong was greatly moved, and said again: "Thank you, Master." β
Wu Nian nodded, turned to look at Ming Shiyin: "Donor, poor ni has been observing in the attic for a long time...... The Heavenly Sword Gate has been hit hard, and the Demon Heaven Pavilion is bullying the weak, and it has lost the style of a gentleman. β
Hehe.
Ming Shiyin laughed and said, "What kind of gentleman are you talking to me, and I am not a gentleman...... I'm just bullying the weak, what's wrong? If you don't accept it, you're going to fight me?"
As he spoke, Ming Shiyin glanced up at his master.
I especially like the feeling of being a dog.
"Donor, why should words be so rude...... As the saying goes, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, and there is no wind and no waves. The poor nun really couldn't stand it, and wanted to discuss the truth with the donor. β
Ming Shiyin rolled his eyes and said: "Another one to talk about the truth." β
Wu Nian said: "The poor nun just wants to calm things down, and doesn't want the situation to continue to deteriorate. β
"Why didn't you come out just now, run out now!Protect your little lover?" Ming Shiyin said with a smile.
"You-"
Wu Nian is a master of Yunzhao'an, how many people are in awe and praise, how can he be insulted like this?
I'm about to get angryβ
"Thoughtless. β
Two words are clear to the ear.
Everyone on the lotus platform heard this voice.
The sound came from the Flying Clouds.
The people followed the prestige.
Lu Zhou opened his eyes, got up slowly, stood in front of Fei Yuan, and looked down with his hands.
The master of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, the number one demon in the world, is finally about to make a move.
Master Wunian raised his head slightly, a hint of surprise appeared on the old man's face, and then he said, "Old donor." β
"Do you recognize this seat?" Lu Zhou asked.
Wu Nian shook his head and said, "First meeting." β
"How has Jingyan been lately?" Lu Zhou said.
β...... Old donor, do you know the family teacher?" Wu Nian was shocked in his heart, and his voice seemed a little excited.
Lu Zhou sighed: "If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy." Pure Words...... How can there be such an apprentice as you who does not distinguish between right and wrong?"
"Why did the old donor say that?" Wu Nian said.
"I originally thought that the jade would be clean...... She practiced with peace of mind and took care of Yunzhao Nunnery. It's a pity, it's a pity......"
mentioned the three words of jade dust.
Wu Nian's face changed slightly.
Jade Whisk Dust from the Demon Heaven Pavilion?
The spectators were in an uproar.
Seeing that Wu Nian's face was not very good-looking, Luo Xingkong hurriedly said: "Don't be bewitched by this old devil, the mage will help me ......"
Luo Xingkong came to Wu Nian's body, raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Old devil, do you think the old man will be afraid?"
Lu Zhou looked around at the attic.
But in his heart, he was thinking, where are the other helpers of the Heavenly Sword Sect hiding?
Don't you come out?
"I originally thought that you, as the former master of the Heavenly Sword Gate, could distinguish between right and wrong, and could spit out a high opinion on this lotus platform...... I was disappointed. β
Lu Zhou's voice was thick, gentle and calm, "Full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but full of slaughter; self-proclaimed righteousness, but full of vulgar words; to this day, but still don't know that the faces of the Heavenly Sword Sect masters of the past dynasties have been lost by you, an old horseman!"
"You-" Luo Xingkong suddenly felt extremely tight in his chest.
Especially when these words come from Lu Zhou's mouth, it is even more lethal.
Ming Shiyin mended the knife and said: "I don't know...... Everyone has made you a laughing stock......"
Bursts of laughter came from all around the lotus platform.
Who cares if you're on the right path or not, famous or not?
They only remembered that Luo Changfeng had done disgusting things that people despised.
Luo Xingkong seemed to have only heard it at this time, and the sneers from all around...... Abusive ...... It's getting harder and harder.
Someone said in a loud voice: "Luo Xingkong, you have lived for hundreds of years in vain, you are like this, you can't even beat other people's apprentices, and you have to fight with others!
"This old thief thinks too highly of himself, old and weak, and can only bark in front of the battle...... It's shameless!"
Burst!
Luo Xingkong's eyes widened, and a mouthful of depressed qi in his chest spit out with the tumbling qi and blood.
"Door Master!"
"Door Master!"
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect surrounded one after another.
Luo Xingkong's eyes almost fell out.
The chest rises and falls violently.
Seeing this, Master Wunian said, "Amitabha, get out of the way!"
The Heavenly Sword Sect disciple took a step back.
Wu Nian waved the jade whisk dust, and a faint blue light fell on Luo Xingkong's body!
Burst!
Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Ming Shiyin shook his head and said: "He is angry, Cihang Pudu is so healing, it will only make him die faster!"
Hearing this, Master Wunian hurriedly put away the jade dust.
Ten nuns behind him walked out and surrounded Luo Xingkong.
Put your palms together and recite the scriptures.
"Meditation Mantra?"
Ming Shiyin smiled, "Old thief, don't hold on...... Why bother, to live and continue to be reviled by the world?"
"You...... You...... You ......" Luo Xingkong gasped.
"One hundred dead. There are no more concerns...... Listen to me, get on the road, you can't beat my master anyway. β
"That's fine, you will be the first opponent to be by the Demon Heaven Pavilion, and you will have a lot of face. β
Burst!!!
Luo Xingkong was furious.
Chaotic vitality burst through the meridians.
Suddenly, he died of exhaustion!
He tilted his head and fell.
The scene fell silent.
Around the lotus platform, there is no sound.
Ten female nuns also stopped reciting meditation mantras.
The spectators were confused......
Luo Xingkong, the former master of the dignified Heavenly Sword Gate, was so angry to death?
The surroundings are extremely quiet.
Needle drops can be heard.
Lu Zhou heard the 1,500 merits of the comer's system.
This is equivalent to being angry to death, and it is also counted on the head of the Demon Heaven Pavilion.
Lu Zhou also didn't expect that Luo Xingkong would be so angry......
There was no chance of a shot.
I'm afraid this will become the biggest joke in the history of the cultivation world.
Ming Shiyin said innocently: "Don't look at me...... What does it have to do with me, I'm just kind enough to persuade me!"
"Amitabha...... The bad words hurt people in June, and the poor nun tried her best. Wu Nian sighed softly, turned around, looked at the ten disciples, and said lightly, "Go back." β
Lu Zhou said indifferently: "You can't go." β
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