Ma Yunqiao was stunned, and hurriedly retreated, looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan blankly.

"Ma Yunqiao, you stand aside first, there are guests visiting!" Yuwen Zhouyuan took a sip of the wine in his hand and said flatly.

Ma Yunqiao's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stood beside Yuwen Zhouyuan, looking at the door of the store, his eyes flashing.

It didn't take long to hear a slight sound of footsteps, slowly coming from outside, and then, a big-nosed monk walked in from outside the shop, and behind him, followed by the little Taoist priest who had been let go by Yuwen Zhouyuan during the day.

Ma Yunqiao's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, and he recognized it at a glance, the big-nosed monk was the one who forced His Royal Highness the Prince to not dare to step out of the palace for half a step, and his heart immediately set off a huge wave, but after looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan, he forcibly stopped his subconscious steps and wanted to retreat, and was silent.

As soon as the little Taoist priest entered the shop, he immediately laughed and shouted, "Master, it's him! It's him who injured the disciple!" The little Taoist priest pointed at Yuwen Zhouyuan, but when he turned around, he was surprised to find that his master didn't look at this person, but instead looked at the portrait hanging in the room.

Yuwen Juyuan never spoke, just drank leisurely, and after glancing at the two of them, he took it back.

The big-nosed monk looked at the pictures quite carefully, and suddenly his eyes froze, and fell on the two portraits, these two portraits were the middle-aged scribe and the thirty-year-old beauty of the Qingshui Sect!

The big-nosed monk looked at it for a long time, smiled slightly, as if he didn't think of himself as an outsider, threw down his sleeves, and sat down opposite Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Fellow Daoist, how about having a drink in the next place?" the big-nosed monk gently took out a cup from the storage bag.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at this person, threw the wine jug in his hand forward, and after being caught by the big-nosed monk, he poured a full glass, and after drinking it in one gulp, his eyes showed a strange light, and he exclaimed: "Good wine, good taste!"

Yuwen Juyuan chuckled and said, "Since you like it, the remaining half pot will be given to you!"

The big-nosed monk laughed, didn't refuse, poured another glass, drank it, tasted it for a long time, and sighed faintly: "The realm of Taoist friends is one line higher than that of the next, and I admire it as a mortal realm!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan flipped his right hand, and there was an extra wine jug in his hand, took a sip, and said: "Daoist friends enter the mortal world as a disciple, and comprehend the way of heaven with both master and father, which has the same effect as being in the world, so why envy others." ”

The big-nosed monk looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a strange look, nodded and said: "It seems that I am not mistaken, listening to the words of the disciple today, I have already guessed that in this Kyoto, there are people who are in the same realm as me and are ready to advance to the true monarch." ”

Yuwen Juyuan smiled silently.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't we compare the two of us and see who enters the realm of the ethereal True Monarch first?" the big-nosed monk looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and smiled slightly.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the big-nosed monk with a smile, and said: "With the heart of comparison, I am afraid that there will be no true monarch in Yuwen in this life. ”

The big-nosed monk laughed, flicked his sleeves, and said with a fist: "I didn't expect to meet such a person as a Taoist friend in this Kyoto, okay!

"Yuwen Juyuan!" he said, picking up the flask and taking a sip.

"Yuwen Daoyou, within a hundred years, you will definitely be a true monarch, Zheng will congratulate you today!" said Zheng Shaoyou, a big-nosed monk, with a smile.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes were calm, and he said lightly: "Zheng Daoyou's words are too early, from Yuwen's point of view, whether Zheng Daoyou can enter the True Monarch within a hundred years is still two words, but your disciple will die within a hundred years!"

Zheng Shaoyou's eyes flashed and he was silent.

The little Taoist priest wanted to stare at him, but seeing that the master seemed to be quite familiar with this person, he couldn't help suppressing his anger and snorted lightly, secretly saying that this person really didn't know how to lift, and he had never seen the master talk to someone like this, but this person not only didn't appreciate it, but spoke evil words!

Even Ma Yunqiao felt that Yuwen Zhouyuan's words were a little hurtful, and he couldn't help but mention that he was cautious, for fear that the big-nosed monk would be angry.

But what surprised him was that the big-nosed monk was silent for a while, and instead of being angry, he smiled bitterly.

In fact, with the cultivation of the little Taoist, he naturally can't see the dispute between the big-nosed monk and Yuwen Zhouyuan, and as for Ma Yunqiao, he is just a mortal, and he can't feel the danger in it.

The big-nosed monk, since entering the Chenyuan Hall, although his face is mild, he has always contained evil intentions, and every word and word has hidden mysteries.

The big-nosed monk was initially prepared to cause Yuwen Zhouyuan's heart of comparison, if it was really successful, then Yuwen Zhouyuan would not be because he wanted to be a true monarch, first of all, he had to enter the mortal, this into the mortal, is to understand the way of heaven, the first thing is to have a peaceful mind, once there is a heart of comparison, then Yuwen Zhouyuan in this life, it is very likely that he has a heart barrier, and he will definitely not succeed Zhenjun.

Even if he finally gets rid of the heart barrier, I don't know how many years later, which shows the insidious evil heart of the big-nosed monk.

Although he was broken by Yuwen Zhouyuan, this person was still unwilling, but continued to say in the name of congratulations for the next hundred years, which is another evil word.

Wei Nanfeng, the envoy of Taihuang Mountain, also said this, but because his cultivation is quite high, and Yuwen Zhouyuan has not reached the realm at this moment, it is harmless, but it can play a hint and strengthen confidence.

Only now, when these words came out of the mouth of the big-nosed monk, the words were the same, but the meaning was very different.

If Yuwen Zhouyuan really listens to his heart, a hundred years will pass with time, once he can't be a true monarch, then in this life, he will never have a chance, unless he can realize it again and get rid of this hundred-year curse.

In view of the other party's repeated evil words, Yuwen Jooyuan finally began to fight back!

Yuwen Zhouyuan first said whether the other party can be a true monarch within a hundred years, and slightly modified it in his way, and gave it back to him, which has the same effect as the other party's words of the true monarch within a hundred years.

It's just that this is not the point of Yuwen Joonyuan's counterattack, his last sentence is the real counterattack!

Within a hundred years, the little Taoist priest will die! This sentence has already pointed out the key point of the big-nosed monk and the little Taoist priest who are also masters and fathers.

Zheng Shaoyou, a big-nosed monk, entered the mortal realm, by understanding the feelings of master and apprentice, moving thoughts with thoughts, accepting apprentices with thoughts, raising children with love, giving favors with kindness, becoming love with heart, and entering God with sorrow, his every move is all to make himself devote himself wholeheartedly to this master-apprentice relationship.

When the big nose finally realized his artistic conception and was about to reach the true monarch, it was the day to kill his own disciples, and he personally killed all the disciples who had placed his heart on him, so that the final inner sorrow reached the last step of entering God with sorrow!

It seems to be affectionate, but in fact it is ruthless, but in this ruthlessness, there is a supreme affection and sexuality, this kind of mortal realm, which is absolutely understandable to very people, at least Yuwen Zhouyuan he can't do it.

Therefore, Yuwen Zhouyuan's last sentence can become a real counterattack, the disciple will undoubtedly die within a hundred years, first paradoxically branded a hundred-year covenant, and then used it to hook out the true ruthlessness and future sad thoughts in the heart of the big-nosed monk, and at the same time, in the heart of the little Taoist, left a trace of nothingness.

The big-nosed monk Zheng Shaoyou smiled bitterly, he glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan deeply, stood up suddenly, hugged his fists slightly, muttered a little, looked at Ma Yunqiao, and said: "Tell your Royal Highness, send the lost key to the Taoist temple within three days, I will not pursue this matter again!"

The little Taoist priest was completely stunned, and hurriedly followed, he always felt that today's events revealed a strange color, and the master was quite abnormal and did not avenge himself as before.

At the same time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, he couldn't help but think of it, he would die within a hundred years, thinking about it, he couldn't help but tremble, and when he looked up, he found that his master was looking at him gently, and his heart was suddenly warm.

"Decai, don't think so much, why is the Xiaoice sugar gourd put away, why don't you eat it?" said the big-nosed cultivator softly with kindness in his voice.

The little Taoist priest's eyes were slightly red and he whispered, "The disciple plans to keep it forever." ”

The big-nosed monk smiled slightly, touched the little Taoist's head, smiled silently, and slowly walked out of the street with him.

It's just that although the big nose is smiling, but the heart is gloomy, and the divine sense deeply glances at the dust yuan hall where Yuwen Zhouyuan is located, and his heart has already regarded Yuwen Zhouyuan as the biggest competitor in his life.

Yuwen Zhouyuan sat in the Dust Yuan Hall, deep in thought, and after a long time, he smiled dumbly, no longer thinking about this matter, so as not to affect the realm of his mortal realm that he was about to reach.

Ma Yunqiao was completely stunned at this time, he only thought that Yuwen Zhouyuan was a master, otherwise how could he save the world and draw that vivid picture, especially the picture that made the two immortals of the palace so shocked.

Ma Yunqiao observed carefully afterwards and found that not only did there be no change in Yuwen Zhouyuan's shop, but the two immortal chiefs were restrained and never talked about the pictures of Chenyuantang.

Even His Royal Highness the Prince of the World even asked him to visit him during the New Year's Festival, which has remained unchanged for more than ten years, so he thought of looking for Yuwen Zhouyuan to save his life when the catastrophe was approaching.

But Ma Yunqiao couldn't have imagined that this Yuwen Zhouyuan was so powerful that the prince did not dare to come forward, and forced all the immortals to retreat, and forced His Royal Highness the prince to hide in the palace The big-nosed immortal master, gave up the pursuit in a few words.

You must know that many days ago, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World dreamed of handing over the lost key in order to save his life.

After Ma Yunqiao left, Yuwen Zhouyuan's life calmed down again, as if it had passed away like a cloud of smoke before, and he would never come back.

Yuwen Zhouyuan still gets up early every day, opens the door of Chenyuan Hall and waits for Xiaohu's child to send rosehip brew, and tries to paint the artistic conception of the time flow while drinking, he has spent many years in this life, and gradually carved it into his bones.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was far away from killing and his self many years ago, as if he was split in two, and he couldn't see any killing aura in his body, there was just a kind of peace and a mortal realization.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know what he could finally comprehend, and he was not in a hurry, but quietly realized it.