I Have A Cell Phone In My Dantian

"The hatred of murder is not shared, he wants to stop me, Li Xiangye?" Zangyang True Monarch's face was ugly.

"Others don't stop, you don't know what Li Xiangye does?" Princess Baihua gave her husband a white look.

Zangyang True Monarch was startled.

Lee Sangye, that is notoriously fair.

"Yes, if Xi'er really took the initiative to find Su Dong's door and something went wrong, it would be considered a trespass to the mansion ordered by the court."

The imperial court protects officials very strictly. If the official residences are not protected, then who is willing to sacrifice their lives for the imperial court.

"Nowadays monsters are raging outside, and the court is just using people. Su Dong has also done a lot to kill the big monster..."

Monsters are the great concern of the court. It is the common enemy of mankind. The court encourages the Practitioner to kill demons. It is effective in killing demons and will protect them even more.

Not to mention Lee Sangye.

Never hurt the hero's heart for a royal dude.

"It is to plan well." Zangyang True Monarch calmed down.

...

On the same day, Zangyang True Monarch left the metropolis and went to a deserted temple thousands of miles away.

Huh.

A Sword Ray fell to the front of the temple like a bolt from the blue, revealing the figure of the Tibetan True Monarch.

"Nengen Temple."

Zangyang True Monarch looked at the plaque on the top of the temple early in the morning, and walked in with a cold face.

In a temple, there is no monk in the deserted area. The True Monarch of Zangyang walked in all the way. The fallen leaves were covered with stone bricks in the cloister. In the front lobby, an old monk was sitting in the Lotus Position, meditating and chanting.

Zangyang True Monarch walked in and his eyes fell on the old monk, who was wearing a yellow Kasaya, was thin and still smelling of musty.

The old monk's chanting stopped, opened his eyes, and turned his head, revealing that incredibly odious, incredibly Damn it, with scary cheeks on it.

"Brother, you won't be your consort in the metropolis, Lord True Monarch. Why are you coming to my little temple, brother?" The old monk smiled, but his face was hideous and terrifying.

In the words, it seems that he is very dissatisfied with Zangyang True Monarch.

Zangyang True Monarch is not angry either.

"Brother evil bitter, this is the second time you and I have met since Master passed away." Zangyang True Monarch smiled. "I haven't seen it for a long time. Congratulations." Zangyang True Monarch.

"You and I are both in the stage of transforming gods. Would you not know how difficult this road to immortality is? Without Mahayana, there will be no great progress." The old monk shook his head. Gaze at the Tibetan Yang like electricity.

"You don't have to talk about these imaginary things between you and me, just say it if you have something."

Zangyang True Monarch nodded.

"There is indeed something bothering brother."

The evil old monk suddenly sneered, but still said, "Let's talk and listen."

This Zangyang True Monarch is his brother and sister with deep friendship, and the entanglement of grievances is so deep that it is hard for outsiders to imagine. Nothing important, Zangyang True Monarch will never come to him.

Zangyang True Monarch said: "I don't lie to my senior brother. Half a month ago, my third son Xi died in the hands of Su Dong, the flying fish leader of Ning'an County. He is a court official, so I can't do anything. This Su Dong is at the martial level. Practitioner, there are also some methods. Generally, Martial Venerate Practitioner is not an opponent, and Nascent Soul immortal cultivators are also choking."

Please Nascent Soul Xiu Xianren is not sure, it is better to directly ask someone who is sure.

"Oh?" The evil old monk raised his head and said with a smile: "This Su Dong is good. I dare to kill the son of the god of transformation True Monarch. I like it very much."

He was happy when he heard that Zangyang True Monarch had died of his son.

"Brother, I know that I was wrong with respect to the master at the time, but the general trend... Forget it, I won't say much." Cangyang True Monarch looked at the old monk's expression and didn't even mention it, and said: "Just ask brother This time, I will kill this Su Dong for me."

"Please?" The old monk stared at Zangyang True Monarch's cheek: "If you ask for someone, you must have a begging look. Is that how the younger brother asks for someone?"

As he said, he looked at the legs of Zangyang True Monarch.

An anger spread on Zangyang True Monarch's face. It is impossible for him to kneel to this old monk.

"I'm not asking brother for nothing, as long as the brother kills this Su Dong for me, I would like to show the brother the Tiangang sword formation that the respected master left back then."

"Tiangang sword formation?" The old monk just lit his eyes.

"Master was partial and passed this sword formation to you. Are you willing to show it to me?"

Zangyang True Monarch flipped the palm directly. Suddenly a Jade Slip appeared in the palm of his hand.

"As long as Senior Brother kills that Su Dong."

The old monk was moved.

"This Su Dong really only killed your third son? It made you so angry... Tsk tsk, it seems that you like this third son very much."

Zangyang True Monarch was silent, but there was killing intent in his eyes. He was also angry at himself. For the first time, he was deceived by Su Dong.

"I want this sword formation too, but I can't." The old monk shook his head. Seeing the surprised expression of Zangyang True Monarch, he sneered.

"Killing court officials in the Jin Dynasty? Once discovered by the court, it would be a felony. Others are okay. Then I can't offend Li Xiangye. You can find someone else."

The old monk turned his head back directly.

Zangyang True Monarch suffocated.

It's Lee Sangye again.

"So you are afraid of Li Sangye..."

"Hmph, don't excite me, if you weren't afraid of Li Xiangye, would you come to me?" The old monk sneered without looking back.

Li Sangye's reputation is too great. These immortal cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years, which one is not afraid?

That's a terrifying figure who kills a powerful immortal cultivator at every turn.

Zangyang True Monarch hesitated. Can go over again. Tuck out a storage bag.

"Plus these two hundred thousand spirit crystals, if you don't go, I will find someone else."

The old monk smiled now. Turned around and took the formation and storage bag in the hands of Zangyang True Monarch.

"Okay, I'll help you." The old monk stroked the Jade Slip in his hand and laughed.

"Brother, although Su Dong is a Practitioner, but he is very good at Bufan, no matter the speed of Movement Technique and deep diving, he is very weird and powerful. There should be a big chance. Don't be careless." Zangyang True Monarch said.

"Haha, brother, you are underestimating me, you really think I am old? Can't kill a Practitioner?" The old monk laughed wildly, confident: "Don't worry, if I take the shot, Su Dong can't live."

"It's better to torture, if you can get it to me, it's better." Cangyang True Monarch's eyes flashed coldly.

"Okay. I'll catch you alive first."

The old monk was very happy and looked down at Jade Slip in his hand.

"This is Master's Tiangang Sword Picture... Master despised me from my background and didn't pass on my sword picture until he died. Now it is not obtained by me..." He said to himself, not caring about the Tibetan True Monarch beside him.

Cangyang True Monarch smiled in his eyes.

"When did the brother leave? This is Su Dong's appearance. And the address of his Ning'an mansion."

Zangyang True Monarch handed a scroll to the old monk.

The old monk took it and put it away.

"Don't worry, I'll leave right away. Happy, I can't be as good as you."

"Thank you brother."

Tibetan Yang True Monarch cupped fist, but there is cold light in his eyes.

"Su Dong, dare to kill me Xi'er, conceal and deceive me, don't blame me for being cruel."

...

That evening, a white cloud flew over Ning'an County.

Above the white clouds, the evil old monk is wearing a yellow Kasaya, and behind his back is a heavy and simple bronze long sword.

Behind the white clouds, followed by a Sword Ray far away. In the Sword Ray, it is the face of Zangyang True Monarch. Just watched from a distance.

For one thing, he didn't worry about his brother, and secondly, to prevent Su Dong from using means to escape.

Thank you for reading this story at mtlarchive.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!