In desperation, Zhiling picked up the water and fire stick and slammed it on the ground.

Click.

There was a soft cracking sound on the ground.

Half of the water and fire sticks went directly under the ground!

The flame finally disappeared.

At this time, Zhi Ling was horrified to find that he was already soaked with sweat!

The man in front of him was by no means as simple as he imagined!

If the other party really wants to kill himself, it won't take much effort than pinching an ant to death!

Zhiling wiped his forehead, and it was also a cold sweat.

"Wise Spirit! Hugh is rude! ”

Hearing the sound in the courtyard, the mentally retarded master's mentally retarded face peeked out of the window on the second floor.

"Please!" Zhiling forced a word out from between his teeth.

He didn't accept it, but he didn't have a problem with Qin Bei!

The weapons he used with him, the stainless steel, water and fire sticks, were almost burned by Qin Bei!

Qin Bei patted Zhiling's shoulder, smiled indifferently, and calmly passed by Zhiling.

Suddenly, Zhi Ling only felt a sense of relief all over his body, and the sense of fear mixed with hatred disappeared in an instant!

After a long time, Zhiling remembered that this Mr. Qin of Northern Qin was the descendant of the Immortal Medicine Sect!

At this time, Qin Bei's figure had disappeared at the staircase.

Pedal Pedal Ped

Qin Bei quickly went up to the second floor.

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." The retarded laughed like a retard.

But if anyone really treats him as mentally retarded, he must be played to death by the mentally retarded master.

This mentally retarded master, the inner show is tight, not as ignorant as it appears on the surface!

For the mentally handicapped master, Qin Bei is still more respectful.

This has nothing to do with the cultivation of the mentally handicapped master.

After all, Qinbei's "mustard seed ring space" is still under the guidance of the mentally retarded master, so it has a greater utility!

"I came and went in a hurry last time, I'm sorry Master." Qin Bei hurriedly apologized for the last time he made trouble in Southern Shaolin.

In order to apologize, Qin Bei specially brought two gifts to the mentally handicapped master.

"Look, master, it's a comb...... This comb is made of ancient cold jade...... Ah, well, you don't need ......"

Master of Intellectual Retardation: "......"

"You're looking at this gift, and this is one I picked out - Rejoicing, dandruff shampoo!"

Master of Intellectual Retardation: "......"

I talked to the mentally handicapped master for about ten minutes.

A ghostly figure loomed in a crack in a small door behind the mentally retarded.

"Amitabha! Why don't you show up? Qin Bei said pretentiously.

"I'm rubbing! The last person I want to see is you! Tian Paoguang walked over depressedly with a big bald head.

"Emptiness! How can a monk call himself Lao Tzu? Follow the poor monk these days, how did Lao Tzu teach you?! The retarded said angrily.

Tian Paoguang: "......"

Qin Bei: "......"

Well, the legal name given to Tian Pickup by the mentally handicapped is still quite good, listen, a well-known lone thief in the rivers and lakes, Tian Picklight, actually called an empty law name!

According to the mentally handicapped master, Qin Bei came a little earlier.

His senior brother, Master Zhikong, the host of Southern Shaolin, was still wandering outside and did not come back.

It's just that Master Zhikong has already come back with a message, saying that it will be three days soon, and five days at the latest, and he will definitely rush back to Southern Shaolin.

If Qinbei comes, you can wait for some time in Southern Shaolin.

So Qin Bei settled in South Shaolin.

Basically, the most time is spent listening to the mentally handicapped master talk about the teachings of Buddhism.

The mentally handicapped master thinks that the evil qi on Qin Bei's body is too heavy and needs to be resolved by Buddhism.

Occasionally, in the case of suppressing cultivation, he will fight a few moves with the two of Zhi Ling or emptiness.

"Whoosh ......"

On the afternoon of the third day, in the sky, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky!

Even the clouds in the sky seemed to be torn apart.

"It's thundering and raining, and you're going to collect your clothes!"

At this time, Tian Xuanguang, who was empty, suddenly shouted with a grin.

"Hugh is talking nonsense!" The mentally handicapped master looked up at the sky and sighed: "What kind of thunder and rain, this weather is clearly going to snow, emptiness, go quickly and dry the monk's clothes and collect ......"

Qin Bei: "......"

As he spoke, a black dot appeared in the sky not far away.

The black dot grew larger and larger, faintly resembling a staff.

Oh...... Not a staff, but a nine-ringed tin staff!

One of the most precious ritual vessels in the temple!

The nine-ring tin rod traveled several meters in the air.

Faintly mixed with the sound of breaking through the sound barrier!

There seems to be a figure sitting cross-legged on it!

Getting closer and closer, Qin Bei could really see that it was the Zhikong Master who had his eyes closed and seemed to be in a state of stability!

"Hiss ......"

Qin Bei gasped.

When Qin Bei met the mentally retarded and others before, he found that the cultivation of the mentally retarded and the Zhiling, one was the peak of the transformation of strength, and the other was the early stage of the transformation of strength.

It's just that what Qin Bei didn't expect was that Master Zhikong had already broken through the boundaries of martial arts cultivation, and even entered the Qi training period earlier than Qin Bei!

Edgeworth flying or something, only in the late stage of Qi training, can you master the use of it!

Of course, a cultivation in the early stage of qi refining like Qin Bei is not unusable.

But if Edgeworth is only three meters tall and lasts no more than 100 meters, can it be useful?

But now, judging by the speed of Master Zhikong, he is at least from thousands of miles away!

Not to mention flying, even owning a private jet isn't necessarily more convenient than Edgeworth!

"Whoosh!"

The nine-ring tin staff stood still above the South Shaolin Zen Temple.

The Master of Zhikong flew down lightly.

"The old man dealt with some trivial matters, so that Qin Xiaoyou waited for a long time." Zhikong stepped forward with a smile and said.

Qin Bei hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects.

As the saying goes, a mountain is more than a mountain high, this master of Zhikong deserves the title of a senior master!

"It's okay to be idle left and right, and it doesn't matter if you wait two more days." Qin Bei said politely.

"Really? Then you're waiting for two more days, and I'll come when I go......," Zhikong said as he turned over and boarded the nine-ring tin staff.

Qin Bei: "......"

"Haha...... Teasing you! Zhikong dragged Qin Bei's arm, "Come on, come on, I've long heard that there are successors to the Immortal Doctor Sect, it's really gratifying, Lao Qukong has lived for more than 150 years, when I met your master, he was still a little doll in his twenties, I didn't expect to feel that I didn't see you for a few years, even you are so old!"

A little doll in your twenties?

Well, in front of you, in your twenties, little dolls indeed!

Everyone sat down, and the mentally retarded said, "Serve tea!" ”

Tian Paguang reluctantly made tea.

Zhikong's gaze stayed on Qin Bei for a moment.

Then he nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, there is the style of the father in the past!" ”

Qin Bei's body was shocked, this was the first time he had heard someone mention his father!

Live a long time, sure enough, live a long time!

"Why, you seem a little surprised? Oh...... Oh yes, yes, I remembered! ”

Zhikong smiled and said, "You probably don't remember what your father looks like, but it doesn't matter, if you look in the mirror, you will know what your father looks like, you and Mr. Qin Shuai are really nine points similar!" ”

"What?! Do you mean that Mr. Qin Shuai, the first person in the martial arts rivers and lakes in the past, who led the good and evil realms and foreign invaders to fight to the death, is my father? ”

Qin Bei was stunned.

According to some trivial information that Qin Bei learned, the shocking battle of the past was at least an old thing fifty years ago!

But how old is he Qin Bei now?

In your twenties!

If in the past when the world was shocking, even if Mr. Qin Shuai was a genius, then he would at least be about thirty years old, right?

can rule the two ways of good and evil, but it can't be a twenty-year-old hairy boy.

In this way, if Mr. Qin Shuai is still alive, then he will be at least eighty years old.

Doesn't this mean that Qin Bei was born and raised when he was in his sixties?

"What's so strange about that?" As if he saw the doubts in Qin Bei's heart, Zhikong smiled and said, "If Lao Wei is not a monk, he can still give birth to a son to show you today, do you believe it or not?" ”

Qin Bei: "......"

Oops! Are you really 150 years old?

It's not going to be a hundred years old to deceive people, right?

Well, let's just assume that what Zhikong said is true.

But there is another question, which makes Qin Bei still unable to understand.

Fifty years ago, Qin Shuai fought against foreign invaders and was seriously injured and his whereabouts are unknown.

So far, there is no record of Mr. Qin Shuai appearing on the rivers and lakes.

So how did Qinbei come about?

How did he appear in this world?

Thinking of this, Qin Bei asked.

"Oh...... I don't know how you got here. Zhikong said: "Anyway, I can confirm that you are the son of Mr. Qin Shuai...... More than 20 years ago, Li Zhusheng, the protector of the Demon Sect, contacted me and said that Mr. Qin Shuai had a son who was still in infancy, but at that time there was chaos in the Demon Sect, and Li Zhusheng was worried that the infant child would encounter accidents in the environment of the Demon Sect at that time, so he contacted me and asked me a suitable way to deal with it. ”

"Li Zhusheng?!" Qin Bei scurried up: "Are you sure it's Li Zhusheng?" Demon Protector?! ”

Li Zhusheng, one of the founders of the Dragon Carving Bureau.

The father of Li Yinting.

Li Yinting's code name in the Dragon Carving Bureau is-

Insult!!

The person who has been against Qin Bei and Su Linlang everywhere before!

Sun Mingkong, who was carved by the Dragon Carving Bureau, thought that he was the remnant of the Demon Sect and the kind with bad intentions!

But now, Zhikong actually said that when he Qin Bei was in infancy, it was in the hands of Li Zhusheng!

Even if the brain is as strong as Qin Bei, he has fallen into a strange circle!

Bursts of headaches!

"It's really him, can I still admit that I'm wrong?" Zhikong said: "Back then, Li Zhusheng sent someone to send you over. I recognized you at a glance, it is definitely Mr. Qin Shuai's blood and bones! ”

"How can you be sure?!" Qin Bei asked in surprise.

It's a little too bizarre!

Zhikong said: "Paternity test, you don't know this?" How have you been in Xu Muchi's hands all these years? ”

Qin Bei: "......"

Well, you win!

It's just that this paternity test is such a high-tech thing, and the old monk who practices in the deep mountains, it seems that there is something wrong with the painting style!

Just imagine:

An old monk with an infant baby in his arms shows up in a modern paternity testing company......

"Please do a paternity test."

"Now the monks can't help but get married?"

"Great monk, is your head green?"

It's amazing when you think about it!

"I still have some relics of Mr. Qin Shuai from the past here." Zhikong said: "For example, Mr. Qin Shuai's—well, blood." ”