Nine Desolate Sword Demon

Chapter 130 Meeting He Di Again [Second Update]

Swish-!
At this moment, a golden light flashed, and a middle-aged man appeared. He had no hair and had the aura of a peerless monk.

"My little friend, do you have a soft spot for this little temple of the poor monk?" The middle-aged monk said with a compassionate smile.

"Uh..." Peng Ye didn't notice when the middle-aged man behind him appeared, and he didn't realize it until he uttered a sound, with a little startled expression, "Senior, this Buddha..."

"The so-called sea of ​​suffering is boundless and the Dharma is boundless. This Buddha is the Buddha in the heart of the poor monk and the Buddha of all living beings." The middle-aged monk raised his palms on his chest with compassion on his face and said to the young man: "The poor monk's Dharma name Compassionate, my little friend can be called Master Compassionate Monk."

"Junior...Ye Peng." Peng Ye hesitated for a while, and finally revealed his pseudonym, sailing carefully for ten thousand years. He was still not at ease with those who had not yet established trust.

"The so-called good and evil will be rewarded in the end. The Buddha knows the truth and the false, right and wrong. In front of the Buddha, I don't know what else to worry about?" The middle-aged monk smiled all the time, and looked at the Buddha statue in the temple while talking.

Peng Ye, who heard the words, was stunned. Could it be that this monk can see through him?What that said obviously meant that he knew he was lying...

He glanced at the monk in shock, Peng Ye was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't feel the monk's aura from the beginning to the end.

Although his appearance is clean and tidy, he feels like he has seen it somewhere before, and his cassock is worn out, his shoes seem to have holes, and he looks a little poor...

"Little friend, you don't have to be so uncertain. Poor monk, why don't you just say it bluntly. Poor monk is a peerless eminent monk. You and I meet, it's fate." While speaking, the monk took out a gold foil wave. Of course, it was not made of gold. , but some other golden metals.

"What are you doing?" Peng Ye raised his head slightly, blinked his eyes and looked at this strange monk, then smiled wryly, saying that for a long time, you bald donkey are trying to beg for me, right?

"There is a saying in Buddhism: Monks don't tell lies, and there is also a saying in the common people: Ming people don't pretend to be coercive, ah, bah, no, it's Ming people who don't speak dark words, and I am an old man. I really came here for alms." Middle-aged monk Amitabha With a sound, his face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat.

"I know your sister's way! I knew it was you, the stinky Taoist priest!" Hearing the word "old way", Peng Ye realized it in an instant, grabbed the middle-aged monk's beard, and was suddenly out of breath. Calling one, a wretched and familiar figure appeared in front of him.

This figure is none other than the mad Taoist who beeped the dog!Hedi!Back then, at the tomb of Emperor Motian, the Erbi Daoist who almost made him miserable...

"Uh, hehe." He Di, who had been exposed, could only smile shamelessly at the moment, took off his hood and the wrinkled skin on his face, "You are young and angry, you still care about what happened last time ?” While speaking, He Di grabbed the huge sword behind Peng Ye, “Hey, this is the ancient artifact in the box I gave you back then, right?”

"So what's the matter?" Peng Ye raised his eyebrows. This thing saved his life when he was in Daoxuanzong, and he would never return it.

"Don't be so nervous, I'll just ask casually, hehe." He Di grinned, almost killing Peng Ye with his yellow teeth, looked him up and down, and then said: "Is Tongtian Ce... is there?" In your hand?"

"Of course not!" Hearing this, Peng Ye didn't blush and his heart skipped a beat, and he directly turned back, "I thought you ran away with Tongtian Ce at the beginning! You gave me a big box, and you were almost dragged to death!"

"Really?" He Di raised an eyebrow, squinting at Peng Ye.

"It's absolutely true, if there is a half-truth in front of the Buddha, there will be a thunderbolt from the sky!" Peng Ye vowed, this time he was not afraid, because it was the truth, and now the Tongtian Strategy is really not in his hands.

"Okay, nephew, look at you, what poisonous oath did you swear, uncle, I trusted you." Daoist He Di saw that the young man didn't seem to be lying to him, and immediately pulled the relationship with a shameless face.

Seeing this, Peng Ye really wanted to go up and slap him to death. Why didn't he make such a relationship with the Demon Emperor back then?Really poor like this, knowing that he is now a nephew!

But then again, I don't know if He Di, a crazy Taoist priest, knows about the Daoxuanzong matter, so Jian Peng Ye's expression became a little dignified and serious, and he said: "Hey, mad Taoist priest, do you know about the Daoxuanzong matter... "

"I know, I was copied and beheaded by you." He Di looked at Peng Ye, talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Damn it, even you suspect it's me?" Peng Ye was startled when he heard that, and became a bit depressed.

"Just kidding, hehe, I think you are in a hurry." He Di had a nasty smile on his face, and immediately said: "I think people are still very accurate, you have 'woman's benevolence' written all over your face." 'My little guy, you can't do something like that."

"Huh." Peng Ye let out a sigh of relief, and finally someone understood right from wrong.

"Actually, many people know it's not you." He Di looked at Peng Ye, and continued: "It's just that you are innocent and you are guilty. It is reported that you have a sky-high strategy, which makes everyone want to kill you. idea."

"I understand this." Peng Ye was a little fierce in his cynicism at this time, and suddenly had an idea, looked at Daoist He Di, and said with a smile: "Are you interested in making a big deal with my nephew and me?" ?”

"Let's hear it." Daoist He Di glanced at the young man suspiciously. He Dimo ​​said he knew everything about Peng Ye, but there is no doubt that Peng Ye was more thief than himself. It can be seen that it has captured the spirit amber of the Yaoqi Academy, which has a lot of defenses.

"I probably already guessed who did it." Peng Ye looked at He Di and smiled lightly.

"Who?" He Di asked.

"People from the ancient family, the Yinyang clan." Peng Ye said, with a slightly stern expression: "I came to the imperial capital this time to settle accounts with the Yinyang clan. Is it a big vote?"

"I suddenly remembered that there are still tombs that haven't been robbed! Let's take a step first!" He Di, who heard the words, immediately flew towards the sky with a swish.

A joke, can the Yin Yang clan offend?That kind of supernatural force, there are hundreds of 'powerful' in it, and there are more than ten saints, and there was even the god king Donghuang Taiyi 1000 years ago... Fighting against the Yinyang clan?Isn't this self-inflicted?
"Hey! He Di, you are not kind! After the sect was destroyed, no matter how you came out there!" Peng Ye scolded Yuan Kong angrily.

"Martial nephew, I will entrust you with this heavy and long-term burden. Martial uncle, I will buy you a coffin! You can rest assured about this!" He Di's doggy voice came from far away.

"I'm the fuck..." The corners of Peng Ye's mouth twitched when he heard the words, his head was full of black lines, and he muttered in his heart, is the Yin-Yang clan really so scary?

Pausing in depression for a while, and then following He Di's departure, Peng Ye did not stay here any longer, and headed towards Imperial City Yujian.

(End of this chapter)