Godly Dragon Guard

Originally thought that the task that was handed over would become like this, and Chen Guandong was also hacked to death.

Seeing that he was about to kill Shen Lang, he didn't expect to kill a master of transformation on the way!

What a bad luck tm!

Ximen Qing pucked and vomited another mouthful of blood.

No way! After urging the Profound Shield Art twice in a row, and being beaten by Shen Lang with seven wounds, Ximen Qing felt that the injury in his body had increased to a certain level, and if he dragged it down, his life would really be in danger.

Now I have to catch a few women and find a quiet place to collect yin and yang to heal the injuries.

Ximen Qing saw a middle-aged aunt who was dressed like a monster in front of him. He suppressed the nausea in his heart, strode forward, caught the aunt, and was about to drag her into the alley.

In normal times, Ximen Qing hadn't had such a strong taste, even the women he had caught to pick up were all beautiful and elegant.

Now his injury is too serious and he has no choice.

"Come here, *ah! My old lady **** you to death!" The aunt screamed and kicked Ximen Qing's crotch.

"Ah!" Ximen Qing screamed while clutching his crotch.

Early the next morning, Shen Lang finally opened his eyes from his coma, a warm feeling filled his whole body, and a lot of bandages on his upper body.

"Shen Lang, Shen Lang, you are awake!" Chu Youer by the bed grabbed Shen Lang's arm for the first time, and asked with concern.

Shen Lang's consciousness gradually returned, only remembering that his seven wounds hit Ximen Qing, and he was also slapped by Ximen Qing, and then he spurted blood and fainted.

"I... I didn't die? Where is it now?" Shen Lang's head was still a little groggy.

"Fool, of course you are not dead! This master saved you." Chu Youer pointed to the abbot with white eyebrows next to her.

"Good, good, the main body of Shi is different from ordinary people, so he wakes up so quickly." Abbot Baimei and Yan Yueshen said.

Shen Lang held his head and looked around. Standing in front of him was an old monk with white beard and eyebrows, and a young monk waiting behind him.

"It's here?" Shen Lang said in a daze, a little confused in his mind.

Abbot Baimei leaned forward, and his big old hand helped Shen Lang hold Shen Lang's arm.

Shen Lang immediately hit a violent spirit, only to feel an incomparable inner strength rushing into his body, and the whole body was filled with warmth.

Abbot Baimei showed a look of surprise. Although he had helped Shen Lang Yungong for a long time, he had already healed by himself in such a short time.

God according to the scriptures is really incredible.

Shen Lang's heart was stunned, and he suddenly judged that this kind-eyed old monk is a super master!

No wonder he felt a warm feeling in his body as soon as he woke up. It should be this old monk who used his internal strength to heal himself.

"Master, did you save me?" Shen Lang said hurriedly.

Abbot Baimei closed his eyes and did not speak, as if he was investigating Shen Lang's body.

The little monk on the side stepped forward and handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you." Shen Lang nodded and said, took the water glass, took a sip, and refreshed his mind a little.

"Donor Shen's injury is no longer serious, and after a good rest in the temple for two days, he can recover." Abbot Baimei said with a smile.

Shen Lang put his hands together and respectfully said, "Master, thank you for saving me."

Abbot Baimei lowered his head and said lightly: "Donor Shen does not need to say thank you, God has the virtue of a good life, and Donor Shen and I are destined. Lao Na's name is Xuanci, is the abbot of Jinmen Temple."

"Originally fate? Master, could it be...we have met before?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

Master Xuanci smiled meaningfully: "Naturally I have seen Zhang Mingchen as my disciple, and his martial arts is what I taught him. Seeing you make Qishangquan, Lao Na knows that you are Zhang Mingchen's disciple."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang was struck by lightning.

"What...what! You...are you my master's master?" Shen Lang pointed at Master Xuanci, showing a **** of a ghost expression.

"Exactly." Master Xuanci nodded slightly, stretched out his right hand, and a cold white air swirled at high speed in his palm, condensing into a snowflake-like icy debris.

"This is Snow Palm..."

There was a huge wave in Shen Lang's heart. Zhang Mingchen taught him Snow Palm, and the other party will also Snow Palm, which explains the problem.

He is really the old man's master, that is, his master.

Master Xuanci has an extraordinary realm, and it should be impossible to lie to himself.

"Brother... disciple has seen Master!" Shen Lang was about to get up, but was helped by Master Xuanci.

"No need to care about these red tapes." Master Xuanci shook his head.

Chu You'er was surprised for a long time, and then hesitated: "It turns out that the relationship between Master and Shen Lang..."

"I heard Master say that you have disappeared for a long time, Master, have you been repaired in this temple all these years?" Shen Lang hurriedly asked.

Zhang Mingchen taught all martial arts by his master before passing it on to Shen Lang. The old man said that his master had disappeared for decades, and he was hit by Shen Lang.

Master Xuanci shook his head and said: "A person who is a monk is the same wherever he practices. Besides, there are few disputes in the world, and it is considered pure. Disciple, more than 20 years ago, you were just born, and I hurriedly met you. Now that you have grown up to this point, you have to worry about being a teacher."

Shen Lang was shocked again, his eyes widened and he hurriedly asked: "Master, do you know my life experience?"

Master Xuanci shook his head and said, "I don't know. But I asked Zhang Mingchen to teach you that you are a martial artist, but you are actually entrusted by someone."

"Master, is that person currently retreating in Qingfeng Mountain?" Shen Lang asked.

"Yes, she is my junior sister." Master Xuanci nodded.

female? Shen Lang was a little surprised, but the old man didn't say whether it was a man or a woman. The old man was entrusted to accept Shen Lang as his apprentice, that is, the younger sister of Master Xuanci.

"I don't ask about the past in the world. As for your life experience, you should ask her face to face." Master Xuanci said.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, his heart settled slightly, he felt that sooner or later his life experience could come to light.

"Master, where is the person who injured me before?" Shen Lang asked quickly.

"That person left long ago." Xuan Ci shook his head slightly.

Shen Lang gratefully said, "Thank you, Master Zuo for your help!"

Had it not been for Xuanci, Shen Lang would have been slapped to death by Ximen Qing.

Shen Lang was also fortunate that his master had let go of Ximen Qing. If Yinyangmen knew that he was the grandson of a master of transformation, he would not dare to trouble him.