Play as Fahai at the beginning of Xiuxian Battlefield

Everyone was even more excited.

As the audience in the live broadcast room, they are the ones who know the truth of the matter!

In addition, since the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared because of her, everyone naturally liked Zhao Qingyun and the others more.

Therefore, everyone was seriously watching Niu Junfeng recognize his father, but this scene of father's kindness and filial piety deeply touched their hearts.

However, before he could be touched for a while, those annoying voices sounded one after another!

At this moment, everyone was furious and began to tap the keyboard one after another.

"How can this old and immortal thing still have the face to live! He still has a sword on his back, and he is not afraid of being crushed to death someday!"

"This pretender is really disgusting! Do you think you look handsome holding a sword like this? Ugly I want to vomit! The old cow should have given him a fist just now!"

"Old Niu is really stupid, people have treated you like that, you can kill two to frighten them anyway! They just see you as a bully, so they can get ahead like this!"

"I used to watch TV dramas, and there were always hypocrites in those famous and decent people. I thought it was made up, but I didn't expect that there really are!"

"Most of the world of cultivating immortals is taught by kings. Ordinary people don't have their own thinking, so they are easily influenced by others! This has also led to these people who have the right to speak, always cheating and deceiving future generations!"

"What the one above said makes sense! It's really the case!"

"Oh, good guy! These people are so brave! How dare they reprimand Master Fahai! Are you tired of living!"

"With these unreasonable guys here, it's no wonder that people in their world can live better!"

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"Which Buddhist temple is the little master a disciple of! Don't you know you can't wear cassock casually? The old man sees that you are young, so don't be fooled by that monster's words!"

The fat monk in yellow robes frowned, his eyes kept looking at Chen Fengxiao's body.

In the end, his eyes fell on the golden Zen stick in Chen Fengxiao's hand, thoughtfully.

"Where did the wild monk come from! How dare you stop me from subduing the demon! Aren't you afraid of hurting the master?"

There was loud shouting from the northwest, full of threats.

"Fellow daoist, this time we are only here for this bull demon, to wash away the shame of our sages, and hope that fellow daoist will retreat quickly, so don't make mistakes!"

The white-haired old man with a huge sword on his back gently twisted his beard, and said admonishingly.

"Namo Wo Buddha is merciful!"

"The poor monk, whose name is Fahai, is the abbot of Jinshan Buddhist Temple in Zhenjiang. I have met all fellow Taoists here."

Chen Fengxiao stepped forward, standing proudly holding the Nine-Tin Zen Staff, with his left hand knotted in a flower seal on his chest, he nodded slightly and said:

"This person has some fate with the poor monk. I hope that fellow Taoists can give the poor monk a face. It's good to let it go!"

"Ha ha……"

As soon as this remark came out, all parties sneered.

"What Jinshan Buddhist Temple in Zhenjiang, I have never heard of it! You are still the abbot, you little child has only practiced for a few years! How dare you speak nonsense about the abbot of a temple! You are so daring!"

The fat monk in the yellow robe swung his sleeve violently, setting off a tyrannical aura, and directly drawing a deep hole on the ground.

"Little master, the matter here has a far-reaching impact, and it is far beyond what you can mediate. Let's go quickly!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard and a beard in coarse linen clothes, with a sword pinned to his waist and a wine gourd in his hand stepped forward, looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile.

[Author's digression]: Guess who the bearded man is!

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Chapter 171 I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth! (Seek tickets!)

"Little master, the matter here has a far-reaching impact, and it is far beyond what you can mediate. Let's go quickly!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard and a beard in coarse linen clothes, with a sword pinned to his waist and a wine gourd in his hand stepped forward, looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile.

"Oh!"

Chen Fengxiao seemed to feel something, raised his eyes, looked at him carefully, and then asked:

"My little monk sees that Taoist friends are righteous, and they shouldn't be the kind of people who don't distinguish between good and evil. Dare to ask the friend's name!"

"My next Yan Chixia is nothing but a rough man!"

The bearded man replied loudly.

With a "thump", Chen Fengxiao's heart skipped a beat.

Yan Chixia, isn't this a character from "A Chinese Ghost Story"?

How could it appear in the world of "Green Snake"!

Chen Fengxiao couldn't help feeling a little headache for a while.

Recalling carefully, Yan Chixia was originally a famous judge in the Kanto region.

But because of his personality, he hated corrupt officials the most in his life, and at the time when the government was in turmoil, treacherous officials were in power, so he quit officialdom and lived in seclusion in Lanruo Temple to cultivate himself.

According to the records, this person has a bold and unrestrained personality, but he still has a childlike innocence.

He regards monsters as enemies all his life, but he also occasionally fights against them.

He likes to drink, and even in the battle with ghosts, he will drink and sing without any scruples.

This person is highly skilled in spells, and has rescued the protagonist Ning Caichen from danger several times in the novel.

In addition to Taoism, Yan Chixia is also very proficient in swordsmanship, and has the reputation of "the best sword in the world" in the novel.

"Amitabha!"

Chen Fengxiao nodded, looked around, and raised his voice to ask again: "Dare to ask fellow Taoists, Ye Zhiqiu and Zen Master Baiyun are here!"

"My name is Baiyun, I have met my little master!"

"The next one is Kunlun Ye Zhiqiu, what can I teach you, my little master!"

Two figures came from two sides and landed in front of Chen Fengxiao.

One is a thin old monk with white beard and white eyebrows and wearing a white monk robe. Just like Chen Fengxiao, he is holding a Buddhist staff with nine iron rings on it.

The other person was wearing a very elegant and well-tailored white robe, with a mahogany sword on his back, and a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, looking a little unrestrained.