Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 343

"How do you know?" Zhou Wendao was stunned.

"I know from what Zijing said before he died."

Jiu Jie, who was surrounded by purple gold thunder and fire, absorbed an extra layer of immortal energy after absorbing the avatar of the immortal source.

Appearing behind Foyuan's avatar in an instant, his right hand turned into a hand knife, with purple fairy energy mixed with purple gold thunder and fire.

At the moment when Foyuan's avatar didn't even have time to react, he slashed fiercely on the top of his head, smashing the sky spirit cap, and the Foyuan avatar let out a scream, and all the energy of Foyuan came out.

Zhou Wendao said calmly: "Even so, it is because my Tai Chi Palace has helped you a lot. The flying boat is quite expensive, and you can't repay your kindness with revenge."

"Isn't the energy of the Buddha source precious?" Jiu Jie absorbed all the energy of the Buddha source of the Buddha source and concentrated it on his right palm, looking sideways.

"We are different bodies and one heart, are we brothers?" Zhou Wendao looked eagerly at the aura of Buddha origin in Jiu Jie's hand, and asked, if he couldn't defeat Jiu Jie who was like a reborn body, he would rush to cut Jiu Jie directly up.

"It's not even that interesting." Jiu Jie shook his head lightly.

"We live and die together, are we considered friends?" Zhou Wendao asked again.

"I just want the flying boat." Jiujie insisted.

"How could Wanfa Temple accept such a snobbish disciple? Vulgar, it's simply too vulgar!" Seeing that Jiu Jie refused to let go, Zhou Wendao suddenly sighed with emotion, shaking his sleeves.

"Why would the Taiji Palace accept such a stingy disciple? Damn, it's too stingy!" Jiu Jie rolled his eyes, raised his right hand and was about to send the Qi of Buddha Origin into his mouth.

"Made! Here you, here, here!" Zhou Wendao hurriedly waved his hands when he saw this, and a small wooden boat flew out and flew towards Jiujie.

"Hey, actually, if you don't give it to me, I plan to give it to you later." Jiu Jie grinned, flew onto the flying boat, touched the flying boat happily, looked down at Zhou Wendao and asked:

"Why do you say you are so polite?"

With a wave of his hand, half of the Buddha's source of energy flew to Zhou Wendao's body. Zhou Wendao was so angry that he couldn't speak, raised his sleeves to put away the Buddha's source of energy, and turned around to fly away.

Jiujie sucked in the remaining general Buddha-source energy, looked at Zhou Wendao who was about to leave, and said:

"Even Xiao Jiu didn't call me anymore, hey, he really didn't treat me as a friend, isn't it just a flying boat? I'll get you ten boats when we go to the imperial city."

Zhou Wendao froze when he heard the words, turned around to look at Jiu Jie, and said in surprise:

"You know the truth, how dare you go to the imperial city?"

"The most dangerous place is the most interesting place. Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I will go to the tiger mountain." Jiu Jie said with a smile: "I promised someone that Tian Wudi would send him home, how can I be afraid? "

Zhou Wendao's eyes flashed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He laughed and said: "Hahahahahaha, interesting, Xiaojiu, you are right, the most dangerous place is the most interesting place. I want to accompany you in this imperial city too. Take a trip."

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In the imperial city and the Hall of Stars, [-] candlesticks were lit to illuminate the entire hall.

There is a high platform in the hall, and on the high platform sits an old man wearing colorful robes. The old man has white hair and a childlike face, with a mischievous look in his eyes and a warm smile on his face. He is slowly preaching .

There are hundreds of black futons under the high platform where the old man is sitting, and six golden futons are placed in the front.

At this moment, people were sitting on almost all the futons in the hall, except for one golden futon that was empty.

On the other five golden futons sat three men and two women.

The clothes of the three men and two women are different, especially the colors, which are divided into five colors: yellow, red, green, white, and black.

The hundreds of listeners sitting on black futons in the back also wore these five different colors of clothes, which seemed to distinguish them.

The old man spoke slowly, and the people below listened intently. Suddenly, the old man stopped and said loudly:
"That's the end of today's sermon. The master and national teacher of the palace is exhausted. You all step back."

The listeners below all stood up, bowed and said:

"The patriarch rests, and the disciple retires."

A group of people turned around and left in an orderly manner. The three men and two women were about to leave when the old man suddenly shouted:
"Xiao Ming, Jiu Ye, Wang Xian, Wen Ruo and Zi Qing, the five of you will stay here. I have something to say."

The five people looked at each other. Among them, the young man who was wearing a khaki robe, with lively eyebrows and eyes, and a heroic face on his face turned his eyes, and suddenly looked at the old man with a smile on his face. He rubbed his hands and said:
"Master, do you have any treasures to give to my apprentice? I have trouble with the Donghuang Bell you gave me last time."

Beside the young man in the khaki robe, a woman in a black robe, with a pretty face and red eyebrows and phoenix eyes, glared at the young man, and said in a low voice: "Xuan Xiaoming, you want so many magic weapons from the master, and if you want more, believe it or not, I will beat you up!" ?”

Xuan Xiaoming's expression changed when he heard the words, and he said with a sneer: "Xiao Wenruo, Master loves me, what can I do?"

Chu Wenruo squeezed his fist, on the side of a black robe, and the cute and cute girl quickly pulled Chu Wenruo and said, "If you are sister, don't bully Brother Ming, he has been beaten by you. Crap."

"Ahem, master is watching a joke, please stop talking." The young man, who was dressed in a green robe, had green hair, and had an eerily handsome face, even his pupils were green, coughed and moved his lips slightly.

The old man on the high platform propped his chin with both hands, and looked at the bickering apprentices below with a look of joy to watch the excitement.

"Master, why do you leave the disciples behind?"

The five of them have been silent all the time. The young man with long black hair, a red robe, a stern face and sharp edges looked at the old man, bowed and said.

"Hehe, it's nothing serious. It's just that I give you a sermon every few months. Now that you are in charge of the Fifth Academy of Haotian Mansion, you have even less time to see you as a teacher. I feel a little deserted." The old man said with a smile and waved his hands.

The five people below all looked ashamed when they heard this, and the black-robed girl Kong Ziqing said:
"Master, if I don't care about the Tianfu Water Institute, I'll go back to Sixing Hall to talk with you, so you won't feel deserted."

"Haha, Zi Qing knows that she loves Master, so she is very pleased." The old man looked at the black-robed girl and smiled.

"Master, I'll come back to accompany you too. Those guys in Tianfu Tuyuan are too stupid, and I don't want to teach them anymore." The earthy yellow robe Xuan Xiaoming also said.

"Hmph, you are stupid yourself and yet you despise others. Master, I am here to accompany you." White-robed Chu Wenruo rolled his eyes at Xuan Xiaoming and cupped his fists towards the old man.

"The juniors in Tianfu Wooden Academy that I am in charge of are very good, but I am also willing to accompany the master." The handsome young man in green robe Wang Xian smiled.

"Tianfu Huoyuan is safe." Zhu Jiuye, a ruthless man in black robe, said.

"Haha, that's not what being a teacher means. You are in charge of the fifth courtyard for me. It's normal that you don't have time to accompany me. What being a teacher means is that your little junior brother is coming soon. When the time comes, it won't matter if he is with you as a teacher. It's so deserted." The old man raised his finger and pointed at the sixth golden futon that had been empty for a long time, and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)