"I want to steal our Haorantian business?" Zhou Yiwen's eyebrows also flew up, "I'm a little itchy, but I can't go against the terrifying elders of high age in person..."

"We have a very strong boy." Qin Zier felt a little confused after saying this.

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There were three more people in the Zen room where Lao Xing lived, and he could just get a table of mahjong.

These four people were in society, and anyone was stomping their feet and shaking their feet on the street. At this time, they looked at Yi Tianxing standing at the door. Although their eyes were different, there were only ones that were the same.

fear!

They were instigated by Xue Saner to deal with the boy, so they naturally thought of the Gu family's counterattack, so they hid deeply and had many bodyguards around them.

As a result, I didn't expect that someone else would pick up the chickens in a vegetable market and easily.

The gap in strength scares everyone.

"Everyone is all old people. I don't understand how stupid you are to be challenged." Yi Tianxing left the Zen room after he threw this sentence.

"Lao Lin, are you here too?" Lao Xing, who came for the night, seemed to enjoy half of the master's fun, and invited the new three people to sit down.

"You are the useless man here, Pig Killing Xing? Yesterday, it was rumored on the road that you were killed by the third young master of the Gu family." The gangsters' faces turned red and red.

Old Xing sighed: "I thought I was the only one who was a pig head. It turns out that you are similar to me. Have you been fooled by Xue Saner's stinky lame man?"

Everyone lamented: "I am greedy, I am too greedy. I think the old man is in Gaoyang for his retirement, so it should be our turn to be glorious."

In fact, everyone was also a little confused by the sudden occurrence of this incident, but the figures in the martial arts world who valued face would rather attribute this impulse to their evil thoughts than to doubt whether it was affected by others - well, evil people in the martial arts world are virtues.

Because I had doubts in my heart, I didn't want to talk about this matter in depth. The big guys had nothing to do and started to communicate with their business.

"Old Xing, what are you using?"

"You know my home is building a ten-ton steel plate." Old Xing touched his half-bad head.

"Killing pigs is indeed domineering!" Lao Lin, who was completely bald, exclaimed: "We just want to use a truck to hit you, your tons are indeed better than us."

"Damn me for being fat?" Old Xing was angry.

"Stop quarrel! Will we live here in the future?" Another person's eyes gradually became fierce.

Old Xing sneered. He had tried to escape last night, but he didn't know that there was a ghost in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple and could not get out no matter how hard he walked. The monks looked honest, maybe they were the legendary characters.

"You still want to do it? Forgot how you came in?" he laughed.

Suddenly, when everyone thought of the power of the third young master of the Gu family, they were frightened again. After looking at each other for a while, someone finally asked: "Gu San's skills... are really not like humans."

"Not bad." Ye Xiangseng, who was bought by Yi Tianxing as a temporary actor, was fluttering in white clothes, walked into the house with full Buddha nature, and put his hands together and said compassionately: "Young brother, the Dharma name of the ancient master Yixing, is not a human being, but a reincarnation of a Buddhist son."

His palms gradually emitted light, making the Zen room warm.

Seeing this magical power, the four poor gangsters were stunned. How could they not believe Yi Tianxing’s nonsense identity? Only then did they realize that they had been involved in an existence that was not the same level, and that kind of regret was comparable to the water of the Fubei River, which lasted for many years.

"Master." Lao Lin, who was completely bald, asked in a trembling voice: "Disciples know their mistakes, so in the future... will we have to live here forever?"

The monk Ye Xiang of the Dragon Guest smiled slightly, then pretended to be a monk's ghost again, his feet slightly off the ground, and slowly floated out of the Zen room with a gust of breeze.

The four big men who were so scared that their faces were pale heard a sentence floating in the room.

"It should go with the flow."

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Yi Tianxing glanced outside Master Binku's Zen Room and saw that Lei Lei was sleeping soundly. He smiled slightly and felt extremely at ease.

Walking out of Guiyuan Temple, the person in charge of Pengfei Industry and Trade contacts sent a message that was not very good.

"Xue San'er was not found."

He looked at the big vertical plaque at the gate of Guiyuan Temple, and was speechless for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

That afternoon, the provincial capital was in chaos, and the people of the Gu family began to enter the village to sweep the country. At the same time, the forces who lost the four big bosses were obviously unable to deal with it. In a blink of an eye, at the cost of blood and fire, the map of the provincial capital was re-drawn. I believe that from this ordinary winter day, there will be no more power in the provincial capital that threatens someone's happiness.

But he was still not happy. Xue Saner was just a gangster. Although she was ruthless, she did not have the corresponding ability and wisdom.

It was possible that several big men in the provincial capital would lose their rationality and impulsively do it to themselves. Yi Tianxing did not believe that this was just an evil obstacle brought by greed, but that there should be a master, a real master, who was controlling behind his back, which made him a little uneasy.

He turned around and looked at Guiyuan Temple and raised his middle finger indecently.

"Damn, I don't even want to give me a demon hair. You master is so stingy!"

There was a sign of true energy flowing on the left. He suddenly turned around and saw that the bark on a tree beside him gradually fade away at a speed that was unseen by the naked eye, and gradually became smoother.

He didn't know that this was Zhu Yingsou's best method of transmission, so he walked up very cautiously.

The gradually smooth bark of the tree is mixed with light and thick green, mixed into more than a dozen beautiful small characters.

"Wenshu Temple, Xue San, Zong Si, may have charlatans, be careful."

After reading these words, Yi Tianxing smiled knowingly and covered his palm on the tree trunk. After a moment, the bark turned black and he could no longer see the handwriting.

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"What is a charlatan?" Zhu Yingsou asked respectfully. He used to play fortune teller, and this question seemed interesting.

"He naturally understood." Qin Zi'er's pupils shone. This was what she and Yi Tianxing said on the Baotong Zen Garden Pagoda. Yi Tianxing said that the elders of Qingjingtian were similar to the charlatan.

"The traitor Zong Si seems to have always been in contact with the elders, so it is best for the young master not to get involved in it."

"I have my own reason."

"Help me hold down the senior brother Zhou downstairs and don't let him influence Yi Tianxing's actions." Qin Zier sat down slowly, pinched Ziwei Jue, and a faint breath covered her whole body.

The real orchid is weak and willow strings are twining, and the winter wind outside the entire building gradually rises.

A piece of orchid grass and willow branches grew in front of Qin Zier, and gradually merged into one, and a small sword shining with cold light appeared. The aura on the sword burned and showed extraordinary things.

"The important things in life are worthy of our protection."
Chapter completed!