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"We have other things here, and we can give money directly, it doesn't matter!"

Seeing that Wang Feng didn't change, the scar-faced monk immediately became a little displeased, and his tone sank.

"I'm sorry, Xiaodao came to the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism Conference this time, just for the seeds he wanted, and other things, Xiaodao doesn't need it!"

Wang Feng looked at the monks helplessly, and rejected their request again.

"Are you really not selling it? The price is negotiable! As for what kind of seeds, we really don't have any!"

"And it's probably not the first day you came here, and you haven't changed it now, so what do you expect!"

"Let me ask one last question, are you selling it or not!?"

This monk with a scarred face was a good talker, seeing that Wang Feng had bitten his mouth to death but refused to sell it, at this moment his heart also became angry for no reason.

Wang Feng couldn't help but gave a wry smile, narrowed his eyes, and said word by word.

"I'm sorry everyone, this tea and other things need to be exchanged for seeds. If you don't have any, please go back!"

"Humph!"

At this time, the scar-faced monk had lost his patience, waved his sleeves, and stared at Wang Feng coldly.

"let's go!"

The few monks behind saw the scar-faced monk walking forward, gave Wang Feng a hard look, and followed with strides!

In Wang Feng's mind, it could be said that a hundred huskies were passing by at this time, and he looked at the backs of several monks who were going away angrily.

"Are these guys incomprehensible? I've said everything clearly, and I'm getting impatient!"

The other people around watched the monk from the White Horse Temple walk away, and then they came to Wang Feng's side and reminded him kindly.

"Brother Taoist, you have to be careful, these guys are not good people!"

"That's right, this monk from the White Horse Temple is not a serious monk, he can do anything!"

"You didn't sell their tea just now, I'm afraid these guys will make trouble for you!"

Listening to everyone's kind reminders, Wang Feng nodded slightly, still looking calm and calm.

"This is the meeting place, they dare not mess around!"

The bearded man at the side booth shook his head when he heard this.

"It's not what you think. Although there are rules in this venue, they don't dare to mess around, but after leaving the venue, these guys have no restraint!"

"These people are monks from the White Horse Temple. I believe you don't know what kind of style they are?"

"They are right, you better be careful!"

"Every man is innocent, but pregnant is guilty!"

Wang Feng took a deep look at the bearded man and grinned.

"Thank you for your reminder, I will pay attention..."

This day passed quickly, but Wang Feng still didn't get the seed he wanted!

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the venue, Wang Feng had no choice but to close the booth and leave.

"Unfortunate, in this world, no one has seeds?"

While packing up his things, Wang Feng also sighed in his heart.

Although many people came up to ask about these things, none of them could come up with the things they wanted to exchange!

Good stuff, but useless!

"Let's go, let's go, I hope tomorrow, I can have good luck, poor poor Xiaodao!"

After Wang Feng packed his things, he muttered and walked towards the side path.

At this time, Wang Feng couldn't help thinking about the incidents of those few monks from the White Horse Temple, and raised his vigilance. These guys can indeed do such a thing as killing people and seizing treasures!

Walking on this path, just borrowing some moonlight at this time, the overall look is gloomy and terrifying!

After walking a few steps, Wang Feng felt something was wrong and stopped in an instant.

"Who is it? What is it to follow secretly, come out if you have the ability!"

"Hahaha! There are still some skills!"

Following a burst of wild laughter, several big monks from the White Horse Temple came out just now, and the head monk with a scarred face sneered and walked in front of Wang Feng.

Wang Feng seemed to be in a bad mood, so he tightly held the bag in his hand.

"Why, are you trying to kill people and seize treasures with this posture?"

When the scar-faced monk heard this, a cruel smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"Little Taoist, you're not stupid! But it doesn't have to kill you, if you obediently hand over your things and beat you up, that's all!"

The scar-faced monk's bald head now reflects the light under the moonlight, coupled with this guy's sinister smile, it looks extremely intrusive!

"Hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Feng laughed out loud at this time.

The faces of several monks sank, and they clenched their fists.

"You bald people! Instead of reciting sutras in the temple, you actually acted like a bandit. Are you worthy of your lofty Buddha!?"

While talking, Wang Feng casually threw the burden away, hung it on the branch above his head, took a deep breath, and put on a posture of Tai Chi!

"Come on, let Xiaodao see, how much do you shameless, hairy-faced monks weigh?"

The scar-faced monk's face turned red at this moment, his complexion was as dull as a pool of stagnant water, and his eyes were full of murderous intent!

"You smelly Taoist priest, you seem to be impatient!"

"Let me see, you guy, what qualifications do you have to be so crazy!"

After finishing speaking, the scar-faced monk kicked his feet, and hit Wang Feng like a hurricane!

In an instant, a fierce punching wind accompanied by a loud howling sound hit Wang Feng's face heavily!

But Wang Feng just smiled slightly, jumped forward, and grabbed the scar-faced monk's arm with his left hand!

Wang Feng first pulled with the momentum, and then exerted force instantly. With the force of his right palm, a dark force pushed towards the scar-faced monk's chest!

"puff!"

The scarred face never thought that Wang Feng's Tai Chi would be so mysterious, he immediately fell in love, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Master!"

Looking at the scar-faced monk who staggered and almost fell to the ground, several other monks behind him hurried forward to support him.

"Give me all together!"

The scarred monk's face was extremely livid at this moment. As the instructor of the monks in the White Horse Temple, when did he suffer such a loss! ?

"You stinky Taoist priest, you still have some strength!"

"But there are only a few, let me see if you can stand it!"

Following the order from the scar-faced monk, several monks behind him moved forward together and launched a fierce attack on Wang Feng!

Wang Feng's expression froze slightly, and he understood in his heart that these monks were not ordinary people!

Facing the attack of this group of monks, Wang Feng could only barely defend at this time, and could not find any chance to attack!

Seeing Wang Feng's embarrassment at this time, the scar-faced monk beside him laughed, and looked at Wang Feng who was entangled with other monks with disdain.

"Hahaha! I thought you had some skills, but it turns out that's all there is to it!"

Even though he said so, the scar-faced monk still narrowed his eyes. Wang Feng's strength was really beyond his expectation!

At this moment, he didn't want to delay anymore, he took out a pair of hooks from his waist, and prepared to kill Wang Feng as soon as possible, so as to avoid more troubles!

But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from a tree nearby!

"Heh, are the monks at the White Horse Temple still so arrogant?"

Hearing the sudden voice in the dark night, everyone looked at the tree beside them in unison!

But at this time, there was a crunching sound from the tree, everyone saw Ye Qing sitting on the branch, eating the cucumber in Wang Feng's bag!

Wang Feng: "..."

"Brother Ye, you are going too far!"

Chapter 325

Wang Feng looked excitedly at Ye Qing on the tree, as if seeing a savior!

Ye Qing gave him a white look, and jumped off the branch with ease!

"You kid, why are you still in the right way!"

Wang Feng smiled wryly and waved his hand, pointing to the bundle in Ye Qing's hand.

"They want to steal my things! By the way, Brother Ye, why are you here?"

But at this moment, the scar-faced monk who was the leader looked at Ye Qing angrily, his eyes were bloodshot!

"Who are you, how dare you meddle in the affairs of my White Horse Temple!"

At this moment, Ye Qing acted as if he hadn't heard it, walked to Wang Feng's side, and lightly tapped his chest.

"You kid, just forget it if you owe me money, and I have to help you this time!"

Wang Feng smiled helplessly, thinking of his own vegetable garden before, he couldn't help feeling a pain in the flesh!

"This... Brother Ye, didn't my vegetable garden almost be looted by you?"

Ye Qing chewed the cucumber in his hand, and looked at Wang Feng with contempt.

"You bastard, why are you still withholding so much, those are just interest!"

At this time, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing. The monks of the White Horse Temple were all furious, while Ye Qing and Wang Feng were chatting here as if nothing happened!

"Ahhh! It's too arrogant! Give it all to me! Kill these two boys!"

The scar-faced monk couldn't bear it anymore, he greeted several monks beside him, and attacked Ye Qing and Wang Feng!

Ye Qing smiled slightly at this moment, and looked at the several monks who were punching and kicking towards him.

"Wang Feng, take care, today I will show you what is the real Tai Chi!"

As soon as the words fell, a monk facing forward had already attacked Ye Qing!

A cold light flashed in Ye Qing's eyes, and the palm of his hand was like a thunderbolt, hitting the monk's chest heavily!

Immediately, the monk's chest was sunken in a large area visible to the naked eye!

"puff!"

Suddenly, a burst of blood burst from this guy's mouth, and he immediately rolled his eyes!

But Ye Qing didn't stop, and the guy was thrown away immediately after being swept away!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the guy fell to the ground, his body trembled, and immediately he only breathed out but not breathed in!

Then this guy stepped on his feet, and he couldn't die even if he died!

"This is a master, let's go together!"

The rest of the monks were stunned, and they also knew that they should not be reckless when dealing with Ye Qing, so they immediately launched a fierce attack on Ye Qing!

Ye Qing, on the other hand, had a calm expression on his face, shuttled among the monks, one move at a time, killing each move!

At this moment, Wang Feng looked dumbfounded, and muttered in his mouth.

"This...is the real Tai Chi!?"

In an instant, a group of monks fell to the ground in disorder, but they all rolled their eyes, and they had already lost their breath!

At this time, only the scar-faced monk who was the leader remained standing.

At this time, this guy no longer had the previous arrogance, with deep fear on his face, trembling all over, the double hooks in his hands could no longer be held, and fell to the ground!

"Don't kill me! I was wrong! I don't know Taishan!"

This guy immediately plopped down on the ground, with deep despair and fear of death in his eyes!