Master is here [Crossing Books]

Yuquan Mountain is a collective name for a mountain range and a town at the foot of the mountain. Yin Li took Wu Yuan to the place where it was said to be the foothold of monk Yanqing, but it was all in vain.

The courtyard was empty, not to mention the monk Yanqing, there was not even a dry firewood, it was terribly clean.

Just when he was puzzled, Yin Li heard the first useful gossip besides his scandal with Lu Yuan in the past few days.

"Hey, have you heard? Lu Yuan, the master of Xianzhongmen, has returned after disappearing for a few days!"

After hearing this, Yin Li's eyes slowly moved away from the few people who were still gossiping in the outer corner of the courtyard, and then looked at Lu Yuan who was being hugged by Wu Yuan, then he frowned and fell into deep thought.

Lu Yuan is obviously here with him, how could there be another Lu Yuan in Xianzhongmen?Could it be split into two halves?

He walked quickly towards the three little casual cultivators who were still gossiping, and they saw a man in a black robe with long sleeves coming aggressively, looking like he was not kind, and he was about to run away, but Yin Li directly used his spirit They all turned into quails and shrank to the ground one by one.

"My lord, please forgive me. I didn't do anything. I didn't steal Sun Er's daughter-in-law's bellyband!"

"Woooo—my lord, Li Laoba's daughter-in-law and I are innocent—"

"I also act aboveboard, I swear to God!"

The last person put his finger on his head, but only heard a 'bang', and a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl fell straight down from the originally clear sky, splitting this person to pieces.

This is the world of cultivating immortals, and there are naturally laws of heaven to check and balance.

The corners of Yin Li's mouth twitched, watching the man convulsed by the electric shock, foaming at the mouth, looking like he was about to die, he simply took the sword and fell to the ground, the blade forged from black iron was clearly reflected Show the faces of three people.

Yin Li's face was condensed, "Who asked you this, who just mentioned Lu Yuan, the master of the Xianzhong sect?"

The two monks in pea-green clothes glanced at each other, pointing to the brown-clothed monk who was still foaming on the ground, "He."

The voices were uniform and powerful. At first, Yin Li thought it was the decisive betrayal of the two, but when he looked up, he found that the two male cultivators in pea green clothes in front of him had handsome faces, and the similarity was extremely high. twins.

Old Ancestor Yin gave a 'tsk' in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.

Holding the sword in one hand, he swiped at the man lying on the ground. As soon as the icy sword edge hit him, the man immediately felt no pain in his waist or legs, and he straightened up and sat up straight.

After taking a deep look at the two male cultivators who betrayed him, the man raised his neck like a fierce woman going to death.

"That's right, I was the one who told the news about the return of the master of Xianzhongmen. What do you want to know?"

Yin Li squinted at the monk on the ground from top to bottom, his eyes were surprisingly cold, a thought suddenly came to him, after looking at this person, he asked, "What's your name?"

The brown-clothed monk had an upright appearance with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, and said forcefully, "Your lord, change your name if you want to sit or change your surname..."

He stood up firmly, and said his name in an extremely tragic tone, "Lu Cheng is great."

This name is very characteristic. Wu Yuan, who was holding the child in the back, couldn't help laughing "噗呵", squeezed over and looked at Lu Chengda with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and asked: "Who is this name for you?" Could it be that the name was chosen by a blind man?"

Lu Chengda gritted his teeth silently, his strong jaw line drew the first fragile arc in hundreds of years, and said word by word: "My father hopes that I can become a great monk in the future, so that I can shine on the lintel. Name it, Lu Chengda."

"Good name." Seeing that he was so frank, Yin Li quickly blocked Wu Yuan, who was talking more and more, with three words, then half held his sword, and asked directly against Lu Chengda's heart: "About Lu Chengda?" Do you have evidence of the return of the sect master?"

While speaking, Yin Li glanced sideways at Baozi Lu Yuan who was playing with his chubby hands.

Seeing Yin Li turning his head to look at him, Lu Yuan showed a silly smile and stretched out his two small arms, "Hug, master!"

Yin Li turned his head away, pretending he didn't see it.

Lu Chengda pondered for a while, then turned to Yin Li and said, "Of course the evidence is not counted, but my lord, this is what I heard with my own ears from someone who read the gossip tabloids today."

The two people in the back seemed to be responding to what he said, and immediately nodded as if smashing garlic, "Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"Heh." Yin Li snorted lightly, and the sword in his hand pierced forward, directly cutting through the clothes on Lu Chengda's chest. Luo Luo, "You actually believe the gossip tabloids, but you see me as a fool?"

He is not a patient person, but his apprentice's patience is surprisingly great, but Yin Li has been a little tired of running around for a few days, and there is a small flame burning in his chest, which makes him more irritable .

The body under the tip of the sword trembled, then stabilized again. Lu Chengda looked at the sword with burning eyes, looking fearless.

"My villain has a little knowledge of divination. I dare to swear today that if there is even half of the falsehood about the return of the master of the Xianzhong sect as mentioned earlier, I will let the way of heaven hack me again!" Pointed to the sky and swore again.

Yin Li frowned, and pushed down the man's hand with a flick of his sleeve, "Okay, I know."

His brows twitched violently for no reason, looking at Baozi Lu Yuan, he was actually not sure, so he simply said to Wu Yuan, "Take him well, let's go back to Xianzhong Gate first."

Wu Yuan was dumbfounded, "Ah? Patriarch, just because of this guy who was struck by lightning because of his words, are we going back to the Immortal Gate? We haven't found the monk Yanqing yet!"

Wu Yuan pointed to Lu Chengda's tattered brown robe because he was struck by lightning in disbelief, pondered for a while, but couldn't understand Yin Li's meaning.

Yin Li glanced over, the aura on his body has always been invincible, and he felt oppressed all over, "Do you still need to question the decision of the deity?"

Wu Yuan broke out in cold sweat immediately, and quickly fell to his knees, "I dare not."

Wu Yuan felt a little guilty for a moment, he had really spent a long time with his ancestor these few days, and he almost became daring, forgetting that this person was still the old ancestor Yin who had gone mad.

"It's good to know." Yin Li raised his haughty chin, nodded, and disappeared in place with Wu Yuan and Baozi Lu Yuan.

Seeing that the three of them had finally left, Lu Chengda, who had been half kneeling on the ground, was suddenly discouraged, and sat down on the ground with his buttocks pushed back.

The two monks in pea green clothes who were watching the show quickly stretched out their hands to help Lu Chengda up. Both pairs of eyes had the same worry, "Master, are you okay?"

Lu Chengda wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after removing a mask from his face, he even removed the disguise, revealing the face of a boy about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a pair of big watery eyes like a deer, and a little red mole between his eyebrows. He looks lively and energetic.This appearance is somewhat similar to the mask just now, but if there is any connection between the two faces, it seems impossible to tell.

The young man took two pills from the hands of the two young men in green clothes and ate them, and said while drinking water, "Really, I can fool others by putting on a mask. It’s tight, just now my spiritual consciousness was scattered a hundred miles away, and it was barely covered up after adding this disguise, and it almost didn’t suffocate me to death.”

The hoarse voice that originally belonged to Lu Chengda was suddenly stretched out, and it became an old voice like a bell.

The appearance of a young man has the voice of an old man. In the eyes of the two young men in green clothes, such a strange combination has long been nothing to make a fuss about.

The two put away their masks, but one of them frowned and said, "Master, why do you want to swear to Old Ancestor Yin again? You only need to swear once for acting."

The young man's eyes widened, and he took a medicine bottle in his hand and knocked on the young man's head, "Who said I was just acting, but the second thing I said was the truth. Originally, when I did my fortune-telling in the morning, I calculated that the master of Xianzhongmen was already there." Immortal Chongmen, how can this be regarded as a lie."

After finishing speaking, the boy stood triumphantly with his hips akimbo, with an appearance that no one else could see through.

"I thought Old Ancestor Yin was so powerful. After going around for a long time, he was fooled by me?"

The two blue-clothed monks behind them looked at each other and then laughed. When the three of them were enjoying themselves, a gloomy voice came from behind, accompanied by the gust of wind that swept across in an instant.

"Oh, really?"

Yin Li stood in the air with arms folded, staring down at the three who were still laughing wildly, Wu Yuan foolishly stood behind his ancestor with Lu Yuan, the bun with the same cute face, and his mind was buzzing.

When he followed the ancestor halfway, the ancestor suddenly killed a carbine, returned here, and concealed his figure, basically listening to the whole process.

Wu Yuan looked at the young man with strange eyes, thinking in his heart, could it be that this young man...wrong, this old man...seemed to be wrong, then...this New Year?Is it monk Yanqing? !

"Friar Yanqing, isn't his real name Lu Chengda?" Yin Li narrowed his eyes, looking at the trembling three people on the ground.

The young man's voice froze, he stared wide-eyed at Yin Li who was walking towards him in mid-air, and the gusts of wind were blowing against him constantly, even making his legs a little weak.

But to be a man, you must have a backbone. The young man held on, motionless, and put on a demented state, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Don't understand?" Yin Li laughed. The young man looked at the sword he slowly drew out. It was obviously in Yin Li's own hand before, but it changed into dozens of swords in an instant, flying in front of his eyes. There was a deadly cold glow.

Old Ancestor Yin smiled, "Very well, then I'll hit you until you understand."

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