Under the starry night, a touch of blood flickered at the same time, and a gust of wind blew immediately, after falling on a high post, a handsome young man, from the height of the darkness, looked down at the lights in the half-waist mountain, and the red scar on half of his face was even more ugly and hideous.

People have one face, but he has two, people have one heart, but at this moment, he is easy to have two hearts. The heart was beating, the gloom on half of his face, the sneer on his half face, entangled together, twisted like a grave, floating silently, there was indeed a trace of killing intent.

On the Shu Road, a team of more than 100 people stopped not far from a broken temple, until the people in front of the explorer came back, when the first man with thick eyebrows, carrying a giant sword, he took the lead in walking over, and a young handsome man with a jade face behind him, and a plump middle-aged Taoist aunt followed.

Soon after entering Shu and out of Shu, the customs of Shu on the way did not look a little, the rain was drenched a few times, and at this moment Wang Dazhu sat on the ground, he no longer made a sound, just stared blankly at the drizzle outside the door.

After the woman surnamed Pei sat down, she first settled the disciples in the door, and then sat down not far from Li Jiansheng, and looked out of the door together without making a sound.

"Master, I heard that among the three generations of disciples of Kunlun, if you talk about cultivation, it should be Senior Brother Mingyuan of Moon Peak, but is it true?"

Said this is an extremely active disciple in the door, in his heart has an infinite yearning for Kunlun, the head of the Dao Sect, at this moment bored not only remembered all kinds of rumors about Kunlun in the cultivation world, said that he asked his master, in fact, his eyes had already looked at the few Kunlun people wearing Kunlun robes.

Wang Dazhu didn't say anything, and the Kunlun disciples didn't say anything more, compared to before, after listening to the man's question, they frowned imperceptibly.

"Wang An, you don't know. A young woman in a goose yellow dress said immediately, then looked at the tall man sitting in the center, and whispered: "I heard that among the three generations of Kunlun's disciples, if you say the most brilliant, it seems to be called Xu Lin." ”

"Xu Lin?" The young disciple who was called Wang An seemed to be a little unfamiliar with this title, and the woman sneered, "I've seen a short time. ”

But before she could finish speaking, Wang Dazhu, who was sitting in the center of the temple hall, suddenly stood up, and immediately startled the little girl, and followed by his own master and a group of disciples with higher cultivation, who made a gesture of drawing their swords to resist the enemy, and the tense atmosphere couldn't help but make the little girl swallow her spit.

"Walk a few steps, the rain is going to be heavy. The voice came from outside, and it was said with some urgency, but it was clearly heard in the ears of everyone who was already in the temple.

The woman surnamed Pei frowned slightly, and as for Li Jiansheng from Shushan, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes stared at the door like a sword.

After a while, I saw a young girl, wearing a red cloth plain dress that had been soaked for most of the time, and ran in in a panic, but she was immediately startled by the form of the wave of people in front of her, and she was about to shout to the people behind her, but she involuntarily swallowed back into her stomach.

Wang Dazhu didn't look at this reckless little girl, but looked behind the little girl as if he was facing a great enemy, but no one appeared for a long time.

The little girl seemed to be a little scared, and looked back frequently, already planning to quit the temple, but looking at the sky, she retracted her head again, muttered a few times in her mouth, and sat down at the door.

But Wang Dazhu did not sit down, and many people standing behind him did not sit down, still waiting for the appearance of that figure, but the rain was really heavy, and the sky that was originally slightly bright was already covered with dark clouds, stacked layer by layer, only the lightning and thunder burst from time to time, in order to make this temple brighter, but there was a bit of a bleak situation.

After a long time, a sigh sounded, and at that moment, it seemed that the thunder in the sky had quieted down, and the cold wind no longer howled, and the figure slowly came from the heavy rain, and stood behind the little girl with an indifferent expression.

Wang Dazhu pursed his lips, a pair of tigers stared at the man's body, and the woman surnamed Pei behind him had a graceful posture, and he couldn't see the change in his expression, but it was the Li Jiansheng of Shushan, who was fierce and imposing, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, facing the scholar who seemed to be weak.

Stretching out his hand and holding Er Nizi, the scholar took her to Wang Dazhu's side, nodded and smiled slightly, but sat on the ground without speaking. Er Nizi snuggled in the scholar's arms with some fear, and secretly looked at Wang Dazhu, who seemed to have frozen his body, with a curious and inquiring expression.

Wang Dazhu also sat down, side by side with the scholar, looking at the heavy rain outside the door together, and looking at the flickering flash movie together, and he didn't make a sound for a long time, which made the people behind him put away the previous nervousness, and sat down one after another, only that Li Jiansheng, his eyes were still staring at the scholar's body, and his momentum did not relax at all.

After a long silence, the scholar took out an apple from his pocket and handed it to Ernimazi, but he turned his head to look at Wang Dazhu and said softly, "Is there anything to eat?"

Wang Dazhu's eyes also fell on the little girl's body, seeing that she was a little afraid of herself, she stiffly squeezed out a smile, and then touched her pocket, took out a large cake, and handed it to Er Nizi, the little girl didn't dare to take it, her eyes turned to the scholar, and when she saw the scholar nodding, she took it with both hands, and said thank you timidly.

"Senior sister just said Xu Lin?"

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased down, the Dao disciple called Wang An once again picked up the topic that had not been finished before.

The woman looked at her master and saw that she had no intention of stopping it, so she whispered: "Among the three generations of Kunlun's disciples, this Xu Lin is said to be the latest disciple to enter the door, but he is the fastest disciple in the entire Kunlun Sect. ”

Er Nizi glanced at the two people who were talking over there with some curiosity, heard them talk about Xu Lin's name, and turned her head to look at the scholar again, but the scholar touched her somewhat wet hair with a smile, Er Nizi tore half of the cake and wanted to hand it to the scholar, the scholar took it with a smile, and ate it with Er Nizi without hurry.

"The fastest cultivation, can it already catch up with Mingyuan's cultivation?" Wang An obviously looked unconvinced.

The woman slapped her junior brother and said, "This is called the latecomer taking the lead, do you understand?"

Wang An was a little dumbfounded, but he still questioned his face: "I can hear that Mingyuan is in Kunlun, except for that Mingluan, there seems to be no character who can keep up with him." ”

The woman pursed her lips, and then said disdainfully: "That's because Xu Lin betrayed Kunlun, otherwise, with Xu Lin's speed of stepping into the real human realm in just a few years, who else on Kunlun Mountain would dare to compare?"

"Real life?" Wang An's mouth opened wide in disbelief, and at this moment, he snorted coldly: "Shut up!"

But a disciple of the Kunlun Sect couldn't listen to it anymore, so he shouted and stopped at the same time, and looked at the young scholar who was sitting side by side with Wang Dazhu with cold eyes.

The scholar smiled disapprovingly, and when he looked back, it was an unfamiliar face, but he still smiled again, and the Kunlunmen man was full of resentment and angry eyes, until Wang Dazhu waved his hand, and those Kunlunmen people who were about to move sat down again one by one, but like Li Jiansheng, they locked their qi and were ready to draw their swords and fight anytime and anywhere.

As for the female disciple who was reprimanded, as well as Wang An, although she was a little inexplicable in her heart, the woman thought of what she said before, and there was indeed something inauthentic, so she stopped her voice and didn't dare to say it again, but it was the woman surnamed Pei, her eyes were full of curiosity and looked at the back of the pair, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

Outside the temple, the rain seemed to be falling even more. (To be continued......)