The cold wind blew, and the broken hair on Li Yuewen's temples was blown up.

"If you figure this out, then the next situation will be easier to reason... Let's assume that he knows that you have become stronger and can deal with that old crawler alone. Then, can we continue to speculate that he knows that you have already Has something changed? For example, there is an extra black umbrella? Another example, he knew that there is a very mysterious old monk in Yichan Temple?"

Hearing this, Li Yuewen frowned.

If it is as Su Qinghe speculated, this matter seems to have become a lot more logical.

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At the same time, in a small remote village, an old monk in pale white cassock suddenly sneezed loudly.

He rubbed his nose and turned his head to look in the direction of Inner Mongolia.

"Sure enough, he is indeed the one... unexpectedly in a short period of time, using very little information to deduce this information..."

"However, I'm also a little puzzled, since when did that guy Kukai notice my existence?"

The old monk shook his head, and said to himself: "That guy has always been a talker, and now he practices his closed-mouthed meditation. He doesn't say a lot of things, even if he uses a wrench to pry his mouth open, those words will be censored." He is rotten in the stomach and no one knows..."

Not thinking about it for a while, the old monk walked into the narrow path of the village.

The roads are dusty.

This is a remote and barren village. The poverty level is roughly the same as that of the original Weishui Village.It is estimated that he has just left the communication and relied on roaring.

The old monk walked unhurriedly, as if he came to a certain corner of the village with ease.

This is a dilapidated small house. The poor yard is surrounded by fences. There are some chickens, ducks and live poultry walking back and forth on the ground in the yard. It is obvious that this is not only a yard, but also a cage for grazing livestock.

In the corner of the yard, there is a small stool.

On the stool, sat a young man.

This person's face was dull, and he was wearing a shabby padded jacket that is common among rural people. He sat on a small stool with his hands in the cuffs, staring blankly at the ground.

The old monk hesitated for a moment outside the courtyard, and pushed open the wooden door that seemed to be open with just a light kick.

Walking in front of the young man, the old monk's face was dull. He found that there was a group of ants moving on the ground where the young man was staring blankly...

Although the young man's face was dull, he was actually able to see and hear. He had already noticed that an old monk had come outside the fenced yard, and now the old monk directly opened his 'gate' and came in front of him.According to the character of the rural people, when encountering such a stranger who came in unannounced, they would either yell at them or warn them directly with a hoe and axe.

However, young people don't seem to care about these.

He just stared at the moving ants on the ground, and seemed to think that this was the most important thing in the world.

The ants were plentiful and kept crawling out of their ground nests for more.

The moving formation looks chaotic, but in fact, it is just a straight line that is not straight, but definitely has a bright future.

The old monk smiled, knelt down, and watched with the young man.

One old and one young just stared at the hard-working ants for half a minute.

Finally, the young man seemed a little impatient, as if he felt that suddenly an old man came over to disturb his elegant mood.

He curled his lips and asked, "Where did you come from, bald donkey, get out of here quickly, don't disturb your master Li, otherwise, I will definitely let your head move!"

The old monk was taken aback when he heard this.

It's been so many years, I didn't expect that he still has such a bad temper... Uh, no, it should be a monkey temper, right?
After being stunned for a moment, he stood up.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight sprinkled on the sky.

The light just happened to be on the old monk's moon white cassock.

The old monk, who was bathed in the sun, clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

As a disciple of Buddhism, the name of the Buddha he said is not "Amitabha", nor "Tathagata, My Buddha"...but only two short words, "My Buddha"

I am Buddha, I am Buddha.

Of course, it is good for him to know such rebellious remarks. In today's world full of Buddhists, if someone listens to it, it will definitely cause a lot of trouble.

But, even though he only said these two words.Although he did not explain the meaning behind these two words.The young man who was squatting on the stool suddenly raised his head and stared at the old monk in surprise with a gaze that seemed to see everything.

He seemed to understand something.

The old monk smiled.

"Wukong, do you remember being a teacher?"

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Shaolin Temple closed the mountain gate, and there are few people. Only the monks of this temple are busy back and forth. They say they are busy, but they are just wandering around the temple with nothing to do. When you see fallen leaves, you will sweep them, and if you see garbage, you will pick them up to avoid being caught by the gloomy faces. The abbot saw it and scolded him.

The abbot walked back and forth in this thousand-year-old temple, and he was also bored.

When did the Shaolin Temple, which was so popular in the past, be so deserted?
Even in the state of closed temples and locked doors in ancient times, there will still be pious pilgrims coming in through the back door to offer a stick of incense to the revered Buddha to strengthen their Buddha hearts.

What now?Not to mention pilgrims, even the birds that hovered in the sky in the past seem to avoid this thousand-year-old temple as a plague.

At this moment, suddenly a thunder flashed in the sky.

Thunder and lightning interweave into a network in the distant sky, which looks terrifying.

There is a vision from the sky, and something big may happen.

Although the abbot is not a practitioner, he still knows a little about these mysterious things.

He turned his head quickly and looked towards the big mountain in Shaolin's inner room.

'Maybe, something really big is going to happen. '

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Shaolin inner room.

In the Buddha Hall.

After returning from Inner Mongolia, Kukai has been sitting cross-legged in his hut.

At this time, just as the thunder appeared from the sky, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The little novice who was serving beside him quickly brought a pot of tea.

It's a small world here.

What happened outside, with the young novice's current state, naturally he couldn't perceive it.

He just felt that it was already afternoon, and it was time for dinner soon. The master suddenly opened his eyes, did he want to order some fast food?
Kukai pushed away the pot of tea, stood up, and walked out the door.

Come to the main entrance of the Buddha Hall and look up at a certain sky.

Kukai's eyes narrowed slightly, in the depths of his pupils, there seemed to be flashes of wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

He murmured in his heart, "Sure enough, the second Conferred God Project was started by their master and apprentice after all. '

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There was such a commotion in the sky, naturally, several people on the streets of Leicheng also noticed it.

Su Qinghe raised his head and looked towards the sky, "If I'm not mistaken, this thunder and lightning should represent a certain meaning."

After he finished speaking, he waited for a few seconds, but he didn't get any answer from anyone, so he turned his face in doubt and looked around.

In the Wudang Qijue Formation, Xu Xiaolou didn't even have the strength to howl miserably, lying on the ground like a dead dog... But even so, the continuous stream of spiritual energy still didn't intend to let him go, and was still going crazy poured into his body...

After the fox demon Yu Xiaoqi transformed into a woman, she looked exactly the same as Shen Xiaoxiao. With a glance and a smile, one could mistake it for Shen Xiaoxiao herself.

Speaking of Shen Xiaoxiao, it is natural to explain the whereabouts of this woman who is still in a coma.

Because in Leicheng, here, Li Yuewen is almost the king of this mountain, so Xu Xiaolou and the others are completely relieved, and put the unconscious Shen Xiaoxiao in the lecture hall in Yichan Temple, and the crowd She is guarded by an eminent monk, and she is trying to solve the problem that she has been in a coma.

Su Qinghe frowned, and he saw Li Yuewen frowning as well, as if wondering why.

"What did you notice?" Su Qinghe asked.

Li Yuewen turned her face away, frowned and said, "That thunder is a bit strange."

After a pause, she continued: "It seems... like a signal, representing a certain meaning, but unfortunately it is too far away, or because my current power can only be used within the range of this snow mountain Therefore, it is impossible to clearly sense what it represents..."

Su Qinghe nodded, no longer dwelling on this issue, "Let's not talk about this now, Li Yuewen, have you noticed that in the previous battle, it seems that two of the people who came to help us were missing are very important sect."

Li Yuewen replied: "Well, one is Wudang Mountain and the other is Qinglanmen."

The cultivation base has reached a certain level, and naturally the more you know.

For example, in the mortal world, there is a special existence of the guardian of the world.

There are three guardians of the world, and behind these three, they represent three sects.

Shaolin Temple, Wudang Mountain, Qinglanmen.

Earlier, Kong Hai from Shaolin Temple appeared, representing the Shaolin faction.

However, Wudang Mountain and Qinglanmen, these two sects didn't even send a single disciple, which is a bit unreasonable.

If it is said that Wudang Mountain came here because of guilt and shame for driving Xu Xiaolou and Su Qinghe out of Wudang Mountain, but later the country sent a special combat team of the Dragon Group to show an attitude, Wudang What's the use of Shan still pretending to be that very respectable outsider?
Also, it is the Qinglanmen.

The appearance of a demon dragon in the human world is equivalent to a declaration of war between the demon clan and the human world.

Although Qinglanmen has lived in the mountains and forests in a low-key manner for countless years, why is it so unclear about the major issues related to the human race and monster race?

Su Qinghe said with a smile: "These are all questions. However, after today, I will visit them in person and ask them carefully."

After today?

Li Yuewen was surprised.

You, Su Qinghe, now that the mud bodhisattva is crossing the river, you can't protect yourself, do you still think you are the same Su Qinghe from before?
Without the support of the country, you dare to go to those two sects of practitioners with profound heritage to make trouble?
However, seeing the confident face of the other party, Li Yuewen didn't ask out the doubts in her heart.

After all, in her perception, this man with a confident smile on his face seems to have never suffered from anyone, and it seems that he seldom speaks big words.

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At this moment, the formation was finally over.

The aura of heaven and earth has returned to stability.

Just as Su Qinghe was about to turn his head, he went to ask Yu Xiaoqi who was holding a tablet to record the data.

Suddenly, the man inside the formation instantly disappeared from the center of the formation.

In the next second, Su Qinghe only felt a sharp pain in his face, and then his whole body flew up.

With a bang, his body hit the wall of a store not far away.

The wall collapsed.

Su Qinghe crawled out from the broken bricks in the flying dust, spit out two teeth, and thought with a wry smile, "Fortunately, I am a practitioner, so I can use immortal power to recover from injuries. Otherwise, just the teeth knocked out by the opponent would be enough He has a terrible headache. '

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