"How could it be a direct 3? You didn't see the mushroom soup in the crowd. This is at least 99. I really don't eat vegetarian food and the whole audience was killed. No one can escape the fate of being sprayed. This is a feast of poisonous mushroom soup."

Upon hearing this, the Zu'an artist glanced at Dongcheng Azu and pointed at the crowd in the mountain temple grounds.

Dongcheng Azu was shocked and said: "Damn it, I didn't notice it just now. It seems that I am really not a vegetarian this time and have already booked my MVP. This old boy has no martial ethics and sneaks up on me, an old man.

Steal my mvp.”

"It sounds like you can really win the MVP of the game." The man with twelve-pack abs shrugged at the side.

Upon hearing this, Dongcheng Azu turned to look at Twelve who was making a mask, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Thousands of people are spraying. The scene may be more spectacular after the meeting. I will make a mask in advance to prevent me from being unable to hold the scene after the meeting." The man with twelve-pack abs said.

Dongcheng's Azu suddenly said: "Damn, that makes sense, make one for me too."

"Do it yourself, I'm busy!" said the man with twelve-pack abs.

The two packs of spicy strips raised their heads at this time and said: "What masks do you two make? Don't they have gas masks from the US military?"

The two people's movements instantly stiffened. At this time, in the mountain temple, Yu Liancheng looked at Duan Cheng, the southern sword of the Diancang sect, Wu Qing, the killer of the Blood River Tower, and the demon master of the White Horse Temple, saying:

"I'm afraid you guys are here not just to watch the fun, right?"

"I do have something to ask of you." The first person to speak was Nan Jian Duan Cheng of the Diancang sect.

"Since you're here, why don't you talk about it?" Yu Liancheng said.

"I heard from my disciples that Lin Bixie came here. I want Lin Bixie. You all obviously know the grudge between this person and me, the Dian Cang Sect. I won't go into details here. As long as you can give me this face, I owe it to Beinan Green Forest.

Each one has a favor. If you are prompted in the future, it will be based on orders." Dian Cang sent Nan Jian Duan Cheng to get straight to the point.

After he opened his mouth, before Yu Liancheng and Heishan Xiong could express their stance, Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, said: "Then it seems that I am in the same boat as you. Someone called for Lin Bixie's head in Blood River Tower. I

We are here to take his life. Since Master Duan also wants to kill someone, do you mind if I take the first step?"

At this time, Heishan Xiong laughed and said: "Good guys, they are all here for Lin Bixie. Doesn't the master of White Horse Temple also want to kill Lin Bixie?"

"The poor monk is the same as all the donors, but the poor monk is not here to kill Lin to ward off evil spirits, but to rescue him and go to White Horse Temple." The master of demon subduing at White Horse Temple said after hearing this.

"Interesting, interesting. I have never seen such an interesting thing. Two of the three people want to kill Lin to ward off evil spirits, and one wants to save Lin to ward off evil spirits. Why don't we talk about it after the three of them finish the fight?" Heishan Xiong clapped his hands after hearing this.

Duan Cheng, Nanjian of the Diancang Sect, couldn't help but look at the Demon-Cutting Master of the White Horse Temple and said, "The Demon-Cutting Master is also a monk, and he also wants to get involved in our worldly affairs?"

Hearing this, the master of demon subduing at White Horse Temple clasped his hands and said: "Amitabha, to be honest, the Lin family's "Twenty-One Years Cicada Sword" may be related to the "Nirvana Sutra" that was lost in White Horse Temple. The poor monk is just trying to find the "Nirvana Sutra" this time.

"The Nirvana Sutra" comes from the "Nirvana Sutra". Furthermore, after entering this world, everywhere is the world of mortals. Is there anything outside the mortal world and within the mortal world?"

Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, sneered when he heard this: "You said it is related to the Nirvana Sutra, is it related to the Nirvana Sutra? Master, do you have any evidence?"

"Lin Pixie's grandfather Lin Tianfeng was a monk who returned to secular life at Baima Temple. He used to compile scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion of Baima Temple. Then one day he suddenly proposed to return to secular life, and then he became famous. Recently, we are sorting out old monks' manuscripts.

At that time, I discovered that he had recorded part of the Nirvana Sutra, and that’s why the poor monk came down the mountain." The master of demon subduing at White Horse Temple said slowly.

"What about the manuscript?" Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, said.

"Since it contains a notebook about the Nirvana Sutra, it is naturally placed in the White Horse Temple for the monks in the temple to study and understand. How can a poor monk carry it with him at all times?" the Demon Subduing Master of the White Horse Temple said after hearing this.

"The master's words are unfounded after all. If you want to save people, it depends on the master's ability." Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, said bluntly.

Faced with the confrontation between Wu Qing, the killer of the Blood River Tower, the demon-suppressing master of the White Horse Temple said unceremoniously: "The poor monk never minds trying your level. You should know that in Buddhism, there are Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows and Vajras with angry eyes."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire mountain temple became depressing, and the people who came to the mountain temple to watch the lively North-South Green Forest Conference couldn't help but marvel.

Unexpectedly, at the North-South Green Forest Conference, there was no fight between the North and South Green Forest. Instead, the Blood River Tower killer and the master of the White Horse Temple were about to start a fight.

No matter what, this trip is not in vain.

"Then I will ask for advice today about the Great Demon-Suppressing Zen Rod from White Horse Temple."

After Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, finished speaking, he had already appeared in front of Master Fu Mo of Baima Temple. His long sword was unsheathed, and a streak of bloody sword energy rushed straight into Master Fu Mo's face.

Master Fumo's hundreds of kilograms of copper Zen staff flipped over in an instant, blocking the sword energy before it reached the front door. The sword energy was instantly knocked away and penetrated the mountain temple.

lucky viewers.

The people who were watching the excitement quickly retreated when they saw this, and no longer dared to approach the two men who were fighting fiercely.

But Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, did not stop at all. The sword energy in his hand was like a rainbow, like a river of blood falling from the sky, and hundreds of sword energy poured out in just a snap of his fingers.

"Let me see how many moves you can block."

Faced with such an offensive, Master Fu Mo remained motionless, swinging the demon Fu Zen staff in his hand to unleash countless powerful sword energies.

For a moment, the sword energy surged in the mountain temple, and countless people were injured by the sword energy. Even the statue of the mountain god was cut with bottomless sword marks by the sword energy.

At this moment, Yu Liancheng jumped out and was in front of the two of them in an instant, slashing between them with his sword.

Seeing this, Zen Master Fu Mo of White Horse Temple and Wu Qing of Blood River Tower immediately stopped their hands and retreated, only to see that the sword energy left a sword mark nearly one foot deep on the ground.

Wu Qing was the first to speak: "Mr. Yu, what does this mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything. It's just a fight between two people. The two of them were unscathed, but they hurt my people in the green forest in the north and south. This is really not a good thing. Moreover, if you continue to fight, the mountain temple will collapse." Yulian City

Pointing to the pillar supporting the mountain temple on one side, he said.

The two of them looked in the direction Yu Liancheng pointed, only to see that one-third of the wooden pillar had been cut off by the sword energy.

At this moment, an extremely loud fart sound instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"puff!"

Dongcheng Azu, who was observing the scene through a drone in the distance, heard the loud sound. He raised his eyebrows and said:

"Oh ho, is the big scene coming?"

"Some things may be late, but they will definitely not be late. The next scene will probably be a bit explosive. I just don't know if these masters can maintain their masterful demeanor." The Zuan artist said with expectation.

After being deceived oneself, people begin to expect others to be deceived as well. This can be regarded as the bad nature of human beings.

"Wear your gas masks, and remember to be careful where you step when you rush in later."

Deng Xian spoke while putting on the gas mask, and then said: "In addition, let the anti-aircraft artillery team start preparing. The bombardment will begin in ten minutes. Let them evacuate. Don't be bombarded by your own people. The bombardment will take five minutes."

, and then we rush in, the production team, are you ready to go over there?"

"Don't worry, once you give the order, we and the anti-aircraft gun team will take action together. It's absolutely safe." The donkey of the production team said immediately.

"Remember to stay away from Lin to ward off evil spirits." Deng Xian reminded.

The production team's donkey immediately made an "ok" gesture and said, "Don't worry, I'm very stable."

At this time, in the mountain temple, everyone's eyes came to the Black Mountain Bear almost instantly. There was no way, the fart just now was really shocking, they hadn't heard such a loud fart for a long time.

Especially since this is the Black Mountain Bear, the representative of the Northern Green Forest. It would have a bad impact to fart so heartily on such an occasion, right?

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Montenegro Xiong's face turned red and said: "Look at what I'm doing, didn't I just fart? Don't you all fart?"

"This is indeed the first time I've heard such a hearty fart. I've learned a lot." Yu Liancheng said with a smile.

"That's true. We can't fart in this situation. What do you think, Brother Duan?" Wu Qing, the killer of Blood River Tower, looked at Duan Chengdao beside him.

"Ahem, this is indeed the first time I heard such a loud fart sound." Duan Cheng coughed twice. His face was not very good, and it seemed that he had to endure something extremely hard.

"puff!"

At this moment, a loud voice came out again, and everyone's eyes instantly shifted to the Demon-Fuming Zen Master of White Horse Temple.

Zen Master Fumo of White Horse Temple turned red instantly, then he covered his stomach and said, "This poor monk may have a bad stomach."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Cheng, who had just coughed, reached the relay, and the same extremely loud voice sounded.

"puff!"

Duan Cheng glanced at the crowd awkwardly and said, "I might have a bad stomach too."

Seeing this, the Black Mountain Bear laughed and said: "A group of guys still have the nerve to laugh at me. You are much louder than me."

At this moment, Yu Liancheng's expression suddenly changed, as if he had suddenly encountered something extremely painful. He was stunned for a second, and then immediately said:

"Well, it suddenly occurred to me that there is an extremely urgent matter. How about we hold the North-South Green Forest Conference on another day?"

After that, he turned around and prepared to leave, but his walking was extremely twisted, as if he wanted to escape immediately, but did not dare to take too big a step.

Blood River Tower killer Wu Qing also changed his color instantly and said: "Wonderful, wonderful, I am definitely not suitable for a meeting today. We will come to visit another day."

"That's so right. I suddenly remembered that there is something more important than killing Lin to ward off evil spirits. Why don't I visit some other time." Dian Cang sent Nan Jian Duan to establish a horse path.

Even the demon-suppressing master of White Horse Temple agreed: "The poor monk suddenly remembered that something happened and it was not appropriate to stay, so he took his leave."

After that, everyone turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Montenegro Bear stood in front of several people and said with a smile: "What do you want to do?"

"Black Mountain Bear, get out of the way, or I'll be rude to you." Yu Liancheng's face became extremely ugly, and his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.

The Montenegro Bear had no intention of getting out of the way, and said, "Didn't you just talk so loudly? And you still laughed at me?"

And the moment Black Mountain Bear opened his mouth, loud sounds came one after another from the mountain temple, and an indescribable smell spread in the mountain temple.

"Damn it, what have you eaten? It tastes so bad."

"Did someone poison me?"

"I don't know, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."
To be continued...