Just when Andaoling didn't know how to answer, another old man came over from the opposite side with a big black man and a fat white doll of eight or nine years old. Wu Mian had arrived, and the old Taoist priest didn't have to think about it and knew that Gui Bugui brought Ren San and Bai Wuqiu.

"Look at you scared this little Taoist priest so that you couldn't even speak." After Gui Bugui walked to the two of them, he smiled and continued to say to Wu Mian: "I've said everything that the old man was the butt of the monk Guangxiao wiped the little Taoist priest the night before yesterday. Why don't you believe it?

Little Taoist, tell me, you don’t know how you passed the night before yesterday, right?"

"I don't know what the monks are saying..." After holding it in for a long time, Andaoling finally said this. After wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he continued, "I am An Daoling, the newly-private Fengtian Guardian, An Daoling, who is the real person of Fengtian Guardians, and I don't know anything you said."

"I'm embarrassed to say that I'm practicing Taoism if I don't have a real person these days..." At this time, Bai Wuqiu, who was standing behind Gui Bugui, walked out. After looking up and down at the old Taoist priest in front of him, he continued, "I've beaten up all the gods, don't say you're a real person. Don't think that no one dares to beat you in the palace. Do you believe that I'll kill you now? If the little emperor comes out, I'll praise me a few times later?"

"Big nephew, don't scare him first. The little Taoist priest, we ginseng, are you your disciples or Volcano's disciples the night before yesterday?" Seeing An Daoling's face turned pale, Little Rensan also came over. The little guy rushed to Bai Wuqiu's shoulder, sat on the shoulder of the big man, and continued to say to Ando Ling: "That kid was caught by our ginseng. His soul said in person that he was a disciple of Volcano. I said that our ginseng was deceived by you. You said yourself, did you do it?"

The night before yesterday, Wu Mian, after Gui Bugui came back, after listening to Xiao Rensan's statement, both of them became suspicious of what the soul said. Although the soul itself does not lie, if you prepare in advance, you can still let the soul say some specific words.

Wu Mian and Gui Bugui remembered the time when Bai Li Xi, the first weapon refiner in the world, died in Yuanchang. He used Tuo Nao to tell the lies that he thought he was the truth. However, Tuo Nao has long been a legendary magic weapon. In addition to Wu Mian, there is still some inventory in the hands of a great monk like Gui Bugui. I haven't heard of anyone who has used Tuo Nao in so many years.

Gui Bugui checked the assassin's corpse, and suddenly saw a trace of smoke stains smoked by the turbid brain under the tongue of the dead. This can only be revealed on the dead. In this way, it really confirmed the two of them's guess. However, Xiao Rensan didn't believe that what he heard from the soul with his own ear would be fake. In the past few days, it has been arguing with Gui Bugui. Is it because he heard from his own ears false or old man wrong?... I finally waited for the person who knew the truth to appear. Now, after the little emperor had handled the big matter, they rushed to the Buddhist temple to block the old Taoist priest and wanted to hear the truth in his mouth.

But An Daoling dared not say anything. At this moment, he could only keep retreating. He said while retreating: "I don't know what the great monks are talking about? I am following His Highness Yan, how could I send my disciples to assassinate the emperor? Don't talk nonsense, it will bring disaster to me."

"As far as I say, let's just kill this little Taoist priest here, and then ask him directly about his soul." Seeing the old Taoist priest retreating, Bai Wuqiu suddenly took action to grab his shoulder. An Daoling knelt directly on the ground. He originally wanted the guards guarding the Buddhist temple to come and stop him. At the least, they would also report to the little emperor. Unexpectedly, these guards seemed to not see them. They neither stopped nor had they ever wanted to report to the emperor.

After trying several times, he tried all his strength but did not break free from Bai Wuqiu's hand. Only then did he realize that the people in front of him were all capable of being inferior to Yao Guangxiao, and his cultivation level seemed like a child in their eyes.

Seeing that An Daoling was about to faint in pain, someone finally came out of the Buddhist temple. The person who came was Yang Jun, the Jinyiwei guarding Zhu Yunwen. Seeing the old Taoist priest bullied by Bai Wuqiu, Yang Qianhu hurried over and said, "This is the real person whom Your Majesty had just given a personal title to protect the country. Is it a shame for Your Majesty to bully him like this?"

"I'm killing the mastermind behind your emperor. If your little emperor doesn't thank me, what else do you want? If you have a surname Yang, don't think you are the little emperor's person. I'll give you face."

Bai Wuqiu still had no intention of letting go, but instead crushed Andaoling's shoulder blades with force. A severe pain made the Fengtian Huguo real man roll his eyes and fainted in front of the Buddhist temple in the palace.

"Everyone is a prestigious monk. Is it appropriate to have a younger generation?" At this time, Zhu Yunwen and King Yan Zhu Di also walked out of the Buddhist temple. Seeing An Daoling fainting in front of the Buddhist temple, King Yan was shocked and angry. Now, relying on the fact that he was guarding the little emperor in the palace, he took up the airs of the vassal king and began to scold the strange-looking people in front of him.

Wu Mian, Gui Bugui and the names of two monsters Zhu Di, have heard of them, but in the eyes of the King of Yan, these people are all exaggerated monks. They are really as capable as legends, so how could Yao Guangxiao escape under his nose? Moreover, these people are now recruited by the emperor, that is, these people are like Yao Guangxiao and An Daoling who defected to him, and are tired of their common names. Today, they have to give themselves and the little emperor a face and let this unlucky old Taoist priest go.

What Zhu Di did not expect was that as soon as he said his words, the little emperor Zhu Yunwen first drew a clear line with himself: "Several immortal chiefs, I am me, and the King of Yan is King of Yan. What he said was not what I mean..." When he spoke, Zhu Yunwen had already walked to Wu Mian and Gui Bugui. After a smile, he said to the eunuch behind him: "Has the imperial edict been issued just now? It has not been issued yet, right? Then take it back. Taoist An Daoling did not keep the chaotic rules, disturbing me and several immortal chiefs. He exempted him from the title of the real person who protects the country in Fengtian. For the sake of the King of Yan, I am not pursuing his other faults."

Zhu Di couldn't believe his ears. Does this little beast Zhu Yunwen know what Jun Wu jokes mean? The real person you just enthroned Fengtian and Huguo took them back in less than an hour. How can you issue a political order in the future if you change your orders every day?

"I just know which end you know in your heart, your little prince."

Bai Wuqiu smiled and let go. In the eyes of this lazy man, it was not important to see what happened. The little emperor knew which end he was the most important. Now it seemed that the little emperor was determined to walk with them... At this time, Yang Jun glanced at the King of Yan with a blue face. Then he ordered people to carry Andaoling, who fainted on the ground, out of the palace. This was also considered as giving the King of Yan a face.

Seeing Zhu Di's face getting ugly, Gui Bugui suddenly smiled and said to the Prince of Yan: "Your Highness, why didn't you bring Monk Guangxiao with you this time when you go to Beijing? To be honest, we are all old friends of Guangxiao. We originally wanted to take this opportunity to linger with the monk."

"Is the old immortal talking about Yao Guangxiao?" King Yan's face returned to normal. After nodding at Gui Bugui, he continued, "I'm not to hide it. I have asked Yao Guangxiao for advice on Buddhism before. However, the monk's whereabouts are uncertain. I haven't seen this monk in several years."

"The thief monk is gone again?" Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "If your highness sees Monk Guangxiao again, please pass on the old man's words and tell him not to think about this. Some things cannot be touched regardless of whether they are alchemists or not..."
Chapter completed!