Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 219 Thunder Means
Han Shanzi suddenly raised his head: "You..."

A few years ago, the head master wanted to practice in seclusion, and when he handed over the headship to him, he once said that although Fengjian Liuxiang is a priest, he has a special status and should not be easily disturbed.

The Piaomiao Peak where he lives is even more forbidden to trespass, and no disciples are allowed to enter without the permission of the master.

Violators will be fined eighty celestial rods, and then dismissed from their posts...

When he took over as the head, he has always followed this policy, not to provoke Feng Jianliuxiang, nor to ask about his whereabouts.

In the past few years, Fengjian Liuxiang has not participated in the affairs of the faction, and has not caused troubles. Except for a colder temper and a more mysterious whereabouts, there is nothing special about it.

He also gradually forgot about that prohibition, but now that Feng Jian Liu Xiang suddenly mentioned it, he was shocked into a cold sweat!
Feng Jianliuxiang's eyes were sharply cut like ice, and he said coldly: "Could it be that Guardian Han really forgot? Do you want me to remind you?"

Han Shanzi's face was ashen, although he acted recklessly and aggressively, he was still an upright person, he shook his head and said, "There is no need to remind me, I have violated the order of the head master, so I ask you to replace the head and protect the Dharma. To be punished by the scepter."

When he said these words, almost everyone changed their faces, and looked at Feng Jian Liu Xiang in surprise.

Fengjian Liuxiang didn't pay attention to everyone's stares, and just glanced at Han Shanzi indifferently: "You are quite sensible! Now you can take your people and leave."

Han Shanzi had flower petals all over his body. He looked around at his classmates who were all tied into flower hedgehogs. Almost all of them were still rolling in the dust and moaning...

He gritted his teeth and said, "Priest Kazama, please take back these petals..."

Feng Jian Liu Xiang didn't care, and waved his hand: "Don't take it back, although these flowers are powerful, they are not poisonous, and there will be no serious problems if you pull them out within three hours. You can pull them out yourself after you go down the mountain. Since you have been affected After learning the lesson, I will not punish you separately, let's go down to the peak."

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A huge turmoil disappeared like this. After Han Shanzi and others reluctantly descended from the peak, they went to have the petals pulled out of their bodies.Fortunately, there are not a few people in Jiuhuamen who practice medical skills, so there is no need to hire another doctor.

Those petals look extremely soft, but they are extremely tough.

There is actually a curved hook where it is stuck in, and every time a piece is pulled out, it will bring out a thread of blood, and sometimes even shreds of meat...

The pain was so painful that almost everyone passed out several times.

Especially Han Shanzi, the petals on his body were the most and the deepest, almost every petal was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, and every time a piece was pulled out, it felt like he was dying, making him sweat all over his body.

Such a strong person could not help but groan.

While dying from pain, Han Shanzi suddenly felt that it was not an illusion that he felt the petals burrowing into his flesh when he was speaking on Piaomiao Peak. Otherwise, why did the petals pierce the deepest on his body?
He remembered that when he got these petals, only half of the petals were pierced in. When they were pulled out, each petal was almost completely inserted, and only a little colorful edge was exposed on the surface...

Can't really pull out, can only go out one by one...

The trip to Piaomiao Peak this time has almost become a nightmare for everyone, and no one dares to go there after that.

And he respected and feared Priest Kazama, who seemed to be indifferent to the world, and who was a thunderbolt every time he made a move.

(End of this chapter)