I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

Ren Pingsheng and others also recognized Wu Chan, a demon monk who is well-known in the world, but when he looked back, there was not much emotional fluctuation, just a slight surprise.

But Zhuolin was different. When he saw Wuchan, this beautiful and charming monk, he immediately stepped back, drew the sword from his waist and aimed at Wuchan, shouting:

"Huh! Demon Monk An dare to be presumptuous here!"

Lin Meng was a little surprised that Zhuo Lin's reaction would be so intense, raised his eyebrows and asked Wu Chan Tao: "Have you offended this guy?"

Wuzen folded his hands and shook his head slightly.

"Have never seen it before, let alone offend."

Li Xianyu also looked frowning and pressed Zhuo Lin's shoulders, begging: "Oh my little ancestor, let's stop for a while, you see, this monk has an unusual relationship with Shaoxia An, don't It's noisy!"

Zhuo Lin jumped angrily, pointed his sword at Wuchan and shouted at Li Xianyu:

"Uncle Master! How can you do this! He is a demon monk who has done everything that hurts the heavens and the truth. We are the monks of the right way, and we are from one of the three great righteous gates in the world. How can I look at this monk indifferently!"

Li Xianyu scratched his head and didn't know what to do.

He himself is a descendant of the whole nature, and the truth is somewhat similar to the origin of Wuchan. According to those old-fashioned righteous rhetoric in the world, even he himself is considered a half-moon monk.

However, what Zhuolin said every and every thing is right, and they are all righteous principles. Li Xianyu, who is not good at speech, can't refute it at all. Wuchan has not provoke him, and he can't attack Wuchan. Time is at a loss.

But Wu Chan was used to such words. He was neither angry nor annoyed. On the contrary, a coquettish smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He bowed slightly and asked Zhuo Lin:

"I wonder what on earth did the little monk do to make the little donor bear such hatred?"

"you you you……"

Zhuo Lin pointed to Wu Chan and was about to say his guilt, but after talking for a long time, there was only the word you in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything. In the end, he turned his head and asked Li Xianyu angrily:

"Uncle Master! What insults did this demon monk do?"

Li Xianyu was speechless, while Lin Meng smiled dumbly. It seems that Zhuo Lin, a young man, is the same as Xia Yangchi at the time. He is impressed by the distinction between good and evil. Just hearing the name of the monk without Zen. When he drew his sword and faced each other, he didn't know the origin and details of the other party at all. Maybe he didn't know as much as Xia Yangchi back then.

Li Xianyu frowned and glanced at Wu Chan, saying that Wu Chan has done those things that hurt the world and reason, and only...

Wu Chan faced Li Xianyu's eyes at this moment, and instantly understood, guessing the other's thoughts, and then bowed slightly and said to Zhuo Lin:

"Some of what the little monk did back then was really involuntary. In addition, the little monk dare to say that he has never done anything excessive. Senior Li and everyone can comment on it."

Wu Chan still didn't want to let people mention what happened to him back then. He made a statement first. Li Xianyu borrowed the donkey from the slope and nodded:

"Yes, Wuchan has never done anything that hurts the world and reason. The name of the magic way of the all-sex demon monk is just the stigma given to him because he has participated in the all-sense enlightenment dharma conference."

Wang Yunfei gave Zhuolin a white look, and said:

"My grandfather is a great master of honor in the arena, Wushuang Zun Wang Lin, isn't he the one who participated in the Quan Xing Enlightenment Dharma meeting to get this fight against chaos! But his life is bright and upright, now he is honored by the righteous way, who dares to call it? He is an all-sex demon!"

Lin Meng also nodded and faintly agreed.

"Those who are clear are clear, and those who are turbid are turbid, so why don't they need to be judged by others."

In Lin Meng's view, the stigma of the monk without Zen is actually a reciprocal difference between what he did in the past and the name of the wholeness, but in the end, the name of the wholeness is the biggest black hat, and there is no name for the wholeness. , Just relying on those things in Wuchan's years, will not be reduced to the point where everyone shouts and beats.

The audience said that, Zhuo Lin scratched his head and retracted the sword, glanced at Lin Meng and muttered.

"This...it seems like my master also said it."

This matter has been exposed, Zhuo Lin is not as stubborn as Xia Yangchi, but he can’t put his skin to apologize to Wuchan. Wuchan doesn’t pay much attention to these facial things and doesn’t care about these things. .

Everyone moved forward again, and Lin Meng and Wu Chan chatted about their affairs on the way.

"You monk, are you from Dongzhou alone?"

Wu Chan shook his head and laughed at himself.

"I don’t have your ability. If I come to Dongzhou alone, I don’t know how many times I’ve been intercepted and killed on the road. I followed the team of Ten Thousand Buddhas City all the way. When I arrived at Baiyuan City, I heard that you were ruined by a sword. One-fifth of the deeds of Baiyuan City, I thought you would be in front of King Qi Xuan, so I came to see you alone."

"What about Xiayangchi?"

Lin Meng asked again, thinking of this Xiayang Chi, Lin Meng was still a little concerned, after all, he was a disciple of the Great Elder Ling Cheng, who really belonged to a good seedling of the Five Sacred Sword Sect.

"Xia Yang Chi is treated well in the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas. It has the resources of the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas and the inheritance and cultivation of the Golden Crow Sword Immortal. The cultivation level and martial skills are also very fast. Now he has also reached the realm of the Royal Sky. I also followed the team to participate this time. The "Hundred News List" conference."

Lin Meng nodded, and when Xia Yangchi was okay, he felt relieved and asked:

"You have a relationship with the contemporary chief disciple of Mount Qingcheng, but you don't rarely travel out of Xizhou. How can you get involved with Mount Qingcheng in Dongzhou?"

"I don't know him and I don't fight, and the friendship is nothing more than that. I can barely talk, not too deep."

Wu Chan smiled, and then said:

"He went down the mountain and traveled to the border of Xizhou and met me. He also drew his sword when he meets like this today, to get rid of me, the demon guard."

"It's just that his ability and cultivation base were not as good as mine at the time. I just played with him after defeating him for a while, and then he was like the Taoist priests and scholars, and started to talk to me."

"It's a pity that he couldn't tell me the truth. In the end, I convinced him and convinced him that he lost, and then he had some friendship."

Lin Meng remembered the monk painting a tortoise on Geng Zhengqi's face, raised his eyebrows and asked with interest:

"How do you play with that big disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, is it possible that you have painted a tortoise on someone's face again?"

Wuchan laughed twice and shook his head.

"At that time, there was no pen and ink, so it was not convenient to draw a tortoise. After immobilizing him with the Meditation Seal, I stripped him naked and threw him on the tree."

"Hahahaha!"

Lin Meng laughed, pointing to Wuchan and said:

"You monk! I really have you. It's no wonder people want to reason with you instead of dipping their swords and attacking you directly. It turns out that they can't help themselves! It's also because the Dao Sword Immortals of Qingcheng Mountain never go down the mountain, or they have to catch you. The suppression on Qingcheng Mountain for a hundred years, let your master, Master Xinyou, come personally to ask someone!"

Wu Chan also snickered, boasting.

"Little monk's happiness has always been excellent!"

Everyone laughed. It was because the monk of Xindao could play, and the atmosphere of the same Wuchan was considered harmonious along the way. The little awkwardness caused by Zhuo Lin, afterwards, he himself would have long since paid attention to it.