Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 169 The Clues of Taoism and Buddha (for subscription, recommendation)
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"Uncle Master, can this flavor be according to your taste?" Seeing Feng Buping's satisfied expression of rinsing his mouth with spiritual wine after he was full, Zhou Yu said with a concerned face.

"Which time does Zuixianglou's dishes not suit my taste?" Feng Buping glanced at the nervous two people in front of him, and said angrily.

"It's the two of you who were asked to complete a small task and disappeared for more than half a year. You are good at it. Do you know what your most respected master and uncle have been eating for the past six months?"

"Master, this task is too difficult." Feng Xiaoping swallowed his saliva, and with his mind tightened, he whispered persuasion from the side.

"Fortunately, senior brother is very capable, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come back."

"Is it difficult?" Feng Buping's eyes fell on Zhou Yu.

"It's hard." Zhou Yu said honestly, but quickly added, "But what my uncle told me, no matter how difficult it is, my nephew will do my best to complete it."

"In that case, right now there is just a mission here. After you complete it, I will pass on the Five Elements Sword Formation to you according to your Master Ziyang's wishes." Feng Buping threw out a scroll with a smile on his face and said .

"..."

When Zhou Yu and Feng Xiaoping heard the words, they immediately looked at each other, and they were planning to talk about it after the sale.

He never expected that his master, who only knew how to drink and sleep all day long, would have already understood this matter.

Thinking about it, Master Ziyang should have warned him early in the morning.

"Uncle, please tell me." At that moment, Zhou Yu's face turned serious, as if his nephew was destined to go through fire and water.

"Recently, outside Jiangling City, in many abandoned temples, dilapidated statues of gods have been revived for no reason. Dangmosi suspects that someone is acting behind the scenes under the guise of incense..." At this moment, Feng Buping quickly narrated.

"So, Dangmosi has asked Fahua Temple to take action, but just in case, he also asked me at Yijian Gate." After hearing Feng Buping's words, Zhou Yu frowned.

One is that he did not expect that Fahua Temple, which seems to be an ordinary temple in the world, is also a place for Buddhist practice.

Secondly, this matter requires the cooperation of Buddhism and Taoism. It seems that the accident behind this is not small.

"That's right, those bald donkeys from the Buddhist sect don't have any real skills other than fooling people into becoming monks. This time, the Taoist and Buddhist sects are working together to assist the Smite Master. You must not weaken the reputation of my Taoist sect."

"Besides, you and Shinto are destined to get involved too deeply. Going out to deal with it this time just happens to be able to accumulate some experience in fighting against Shinto earlier." Feng Buping reminded.

"Since this is the case, my nephew will definitely not insult the prestige of my Taoist school." Hearing this, Zhou Yu was quite moved, and this showed that his uncle should have a heart for experience.

Thinking about it, the Five Elements Sword Formation is also stable.

"Hey, these uncles and uncles of my family really make people love and hate. It's just... wonderful." Zhou Yu said with a knowing smile in his heart.

"I don't know when the nephew will leave?"

"What are you going to do? Since Dangmosi and his gang have personally gone to Fahua Temple to invite them, although my Qingfeng Temple is small, it still occupies half of the mountain. Let them come." Seeing a blue light, he whizzed away towards the outside.

After finishing all this, Feng Buping said, "Okay, now is it time to come back and talk about the two of you?"

"Us, what's the matter with the two of us?" Hearing Feng Buping's sudden words, Zhou Yu and Feng Xiaoping's heart tightened, and the latter got up directly and said.

"I'm going to the kitchen to clean up the dishes."

"What are you packing up? Our small bottle is already at the sixth level of Qi training, so we can still clean up the dishes. I've been enjoying myself for the past six months. Look, this little face is round." As he said, Feng Buping stopped Feng Xiaoping At the same time, pinch the opponent's round face.

"Come out and let me see how far you have grown in the past six months. How dare you let your handsome master and uncle drink the northwest wind for half a year." Look outside and go.

"Brother, let's fight." Feng Xiaoping rubbed his red and swollen face, and said indignantly.

This master is too much, actually pinching his handsome face out of jealousy.

You know, when he was a child, he spent a lot of time relying on his face to make ends meet.

"Okay." Zhou Yu also nodded, knowing that he couldn't escape the beating from his uncle's care.

What he said at the moment was sonorous and forceful, his face was firm and determined, without any hesitation, just looking at Feng Xiaoping was very moved.

After a stick of incense!
Feng Buping returned to the room with a relaxed face, leaving two people lying on the ground.

"Brother, when you pass by Jiangling City in the future, let's go back to the temple." After a while, Feng Xiaoping, who got up while clutching his red and swollen buttocks, looked at Zhou Yu who was lying on the ground still motionless, and said with concern that he almost took a stick. The branch went over to poke and test life and death.

"Master still loves me. It takes a lot of hands to hit senior brother." Seeing Zhou Yu barely raised his middle finger and then bent it, unable to speak, Feng Xiaoping said with lingering fear in his heart.

The next day.

Zhou Yu woke up from his lethargy, and as soon as Fang opened his eyes, he felt refreshed all over his body.

Obviously he was beaten up yesterday, but today he seems to be full of energy as if he had taken a big tonic pill.

Why?

Zhou Yu didn't dare to think about it and didn't ask, he was a little worried that he would fall into the old master's tricks.

But when the spiritual consciousness flowed through his whole body, and he found that the strength of his physical body was three levels stronger than before, he felt a little melancholy again.

It is clear that the uncle is helping him with unusual means, but this kind of means is really sad.

Therefore, throughout the morning, Zhou Yu was trembling when eating, and finally finished his meal. Just as he was about to go back to his room to practice, he suddenly saw someone from outside.

……

Magic Division.

Xiao Zhan is sorting out the copywriting for the past few days. Although he has invited the monk Miaoshan from Fahua Temple to sit in charge, the recovery of the idol is by no means so easy to solve.

There were more than a dozen strange incidents in a row throughout the morning, which made his scalp tingle, but none of them were related to the idol.

But when he saw the No.17 scroll patiently, his eyes lit up immediately.

It said that two scholars who had a good friendship on weekdays suddenly became sworn enemies for some reason, and in the end, the confession of one of them who survived was the most strange.

Said that he got the suggestion from the land judge of the underworld, and only by killing his friend can he have the possibility of being named on the gold list. In the end, this person was imprisoned, and he was in a trance for three consecutive days. After talking wildly all night, he committed suicide and died.

After death, his whole body seemed to be sucked dry, and his eyes were sunken, and his expression was haggard.

"It's him." After reading it, Xiao Zhan's eyes lit up, although he didn't have any evidence to directly prove whether it was related to Shinto incense.

But from the so-called underworld sentence in the scholar's mouth, he instinctively felt that there was something wrong.

At that moment, after he glanced at the county where the incident happened, he was about to get up.

But at this moment, Wang Li suddenly walked in from the door with a nervous expression on his face.

"My lord, it's not good, Zhou Daoyou from Yijian Qingfengguan and Miaoshan monk from Fahua Temple..."

(End of this chapter)