Ancestor Sunflower looked at the black and white Xuanjian in Su Qingxuan's hand (the names of the black and white swords are called the Black and White Xuanjian, and the Luowang killers are all named after their swords. In the following text, these two swords will be directly called the Black and White Xuanjian).

Ancestor Sunflower's pupils shrank slightly, and she was secretly surprised.

"What a strong murderous aura."

"What a ferocious magic weapon."

"If this Black and White Xuanjian is allowed to continue drinking blood, given time, he will definitely become a peerless vicious soldier."

Thinking of this, Patriarch Sunflower said: "Qingxuan, these two swords of yours will definitely become a generation of fierce soldiers in the future, if you wait until he is born with his own intelligence."

"Just by its bloodthirsty killing power, it is not inferior to ordinary masters of the Celestial Realm."

Su Qingxuan looked at the black and white hanging needle in his hand.

Secretly satisfied.

He could imagine that there would definitely be many people killed in the future.

If Hei Bai Xuanjian is allowed to continue drinking blood, one day, he might be able to develop into a peerless vicious sword like Fen Ji.

Once Fen Ji's evil aura came out, even Master Ziyin, who had the body of a sword immortal, was unable to resolve it.

"However, the two swords are still somewhat different in terms of materials."

"Compared with Hanyi's Tianya Sword, it is still inferior, let alone the Fenji Sword."

"After the system upgrade is completed, we can consider simplifying the weapon refining and refining these two swords."

Su Qingxuan looked at the black and white Xuanjian and thought secretly in his heart.

Divine weapons have spirits, and so do ferocious weapons. Although Black and White Xuanjian has not completely given birth to a sword spirit in the true sense.

But now I have begun to possess my own spiritual wisdom.

Perhaps he sensed his master's attention.

Black and white Xuanjian let out a soft cry, and the murderous intention was revealed again.

As if asking for credit.

The strong killing intent made the Tianya Sword in Li Hanyi's hand vibrate slightly.

The Tianya Sword emits a stream of Qi, facing tit-for-tat with the black and white Xuanjian.

Li Hanyi held his hand on the hilt of the Tianya Sword to calm the restless Tianya Sword.

Li Hanyi looked at Su Qingxuan and said with some worry: "Qingxuan, the killing intention of this sword is too strong. I'm afraid there is a danger of biting the master in the future."

Su Qingxuan chuckled, and poured his true energy into the two swords. Suddenly, the black and white Xuanjian restrained his murderous intent and became quiet.

"Human nature loves and fears strength, and the same goes for weapons."

"As long as I am strong enough, these two swords will not dare to make mistakes."

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In Fang Zheng's room.

Fang Zheng, who was meditating and resting, was suddenly awakened by a strong murderous aura.

Look up in the direction of the Main Hall of the temple.

"What a strong murderous aura." Fang Zheng was shocked and was about to get up to check.

At this moment, a monk rushed into the room and said breathlessly: "Master, it's not good, someone has come to the temple, and they are in the Main Hall at the moment."

"Uncle Fang Sheng has also been killed by them."

When Fang Zheng heard this, his face changed, and his heart was filled with anger. A cold look flashed in his eyes: "How courageous are you? There are still people who dare to come to our Golden-domed Eagle Temple to act wild."

Then, he picked up his Zen staff and headed straight to the main hall.

..........................

Fang Zheng, with dozens of warrior monks behind him, stormed into the Main Hall angrily: "What a traitor, how dare you...".

The moment he saw Su Qingxuan and the others, Fang Zheng swallowed his words back in his stomach.

Fang Zheng was naturally aware of Shaolin's actions, the moment he saw Su Qingxuan and the others.

Fang Zheng felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Su Qingxuan, why is he here? Did the operation fail?"

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng felt terrified and vaguely guessed that the three people in front of him were here to seek revenge.

Fang Zheng pretended to be calm and said with a smile on his face: "It turns out to be Senior Sunflower, Master Su and Li Jianxian."

"I wonder if the three of you have seen the murderer who just killed my junior brother."

Fang Zheng followed his heart. Facing Su Qingxuan and the others, he had to follow his heart.

Su Qingxuan's swords were still in their hands and unsheathed, and Fang Sheng's body was obviously wounded by the swords.

Anyone can tell that it was Su Qingxuan who killed Fang Sheng just now.

However, Fang Zheng didn't dare to say it at the moment.

He hoped to put an end to the matter and hoped that the three of them would retreat quickly.

Otherwise, if they really take action, Su Qingxuan and the others will definitely burn the entire Golden Summit Lingjiu Temple to the ground.

After the three of them retreated, he would immediately send a message to the Shaolin Headquarters and seek revenge.

Patriarch Sunflower sneered disdainfully: "It's really hypocritical, and now I'm still trying to get away with it."

Su Qingxuan also said: "Fang Zheng, there is no need to pretend anymore, the incident in Shaolin has happened, come with us."

Fang Zheng's heart sank, knowing that things couldn't be better today.

"Amitabha, three of you, is there any misunderstanding?" Before he finished speaking, Fang Zheng had already taken action.

A Shaolin dragon grip hit Su Qingxuan directly.

In Fang Zheng's opinion, Su Qingxuan's cultivation was the weakest among the three people facing him.

If you can catch Su Qingxuan in your hands.

Let Ancestor Sunflower and Li Hanyi throw a rat-proof weapon at him, and he can still have a glimmer of hope.

A trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Sunflower: "Haha, it's not good to choose anyone, but I have to choose Su Qingxuan."

The black and white hanging needles in Su Qingxuan's hand vibrated lightly, murderous intent emanating from it.

There was a slight lag in Fang Zheng's movements.

The next second, a sword light flashed, and a line of blood appeared on Fang Zheng's neck, and he fell straight to the ground.

After beheading Fang Zheng, Black and White Xuanjian let out another soft cry, which was very pleasant.

"The abbot is dead."

"They killed the abbot."

"Run quickly".

Dozens of monks dispersed like birds and beasts.

Su Qingxuan sheathed the sword and did not continue to attack.

After killing Fang Zheng, there was no longer a master who could do it in the entire Jinding Lingjiu Temple.

The remaining small fish and shrimps are not worth taking action from Su Qingxuan and the others.

Ancestor Sunflower took out a cloud-piercing arrow from his arms.

Shooting towards the sky.

Ancestor Sunflower said with a smile: "Leave these little bald donkeys to those little brats to deal with."

After a while, a group of Jinyi guards wearing Feiyu uniforms and embroidered spring knives hanging from their waists came to the three of them.

"I've met the ancestor," the leader knelt down on one knee and saluted the ancestor Sunflower respectfully.

Ancestor Sunflower said calmly: "Catch all these monks and send them to prison. Don't let them die easily. Let them work hard to atone for their sins."

"I will obey my ancestor's order," the leader said, turning around to take action.

Su Qingxuan suddenly said: "Ancestor, the imperial family has a great cause, so I don't want to look down on this Golden Buddha on the Jade Seat. In this case, I, Wudang, will accept this Golden Buddha on the Jade Seat."

Ancestor Sunflower shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, Su Qingxuan, you are trying to make me, ancestor, do my best in vain."

Su Qingxuan smiled and said: "How can you say that your efforts are in vain? The ancestor saw the demise of the Golden Summit Lingjiu Temple with his own eyes today. Didn't he also watch a big show?"

"It's just a Golden Buddha on the Jade Seat. If you exchange it for a ticket, you won't lose money, ancestor."

Patriarch Sunflower snorted: "Huh, with the same virtue as Zhang Sanfeng, who only takes advantage and does not suffer any losses, no wonder you two can become brothers."

Then, he ordered the Jin Yiwei: "Just follow Master Su's words and melt this golden Buddha and send it to Wudang Mountain."

"Yes", Jin Yiwei accepted the order.

He glanced at Su Qingxuan secretly, feeling a little surprised.

"This man actually dared to talk to the ancestor like this, and the ancestor was still smiling and not angry at all."

Jin Yiwei put Su Qingxuan on the priority list in his heart. They could not afford to offend this person, and they could not offend him.

In the past, Patriarch Sunflower was not so easy to talk to, let alone anyone who dared to joke with him.

After the Jin Yiwei left, Su Qingxuan suggested: "Old Ancestor, let's go to the Sutra Pavilion of Jinding Lingjiu Temple next."

Patriarch Sunflower nodded slightly.

He didn't pay much attention to the Golden Buddha on the Amyrlin Throne, but the martial arts secrets in the temple were what he focused on.

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