Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Benefactor, please forgive me. This is the pure place of Buddhism. Please leave quickly!" The monk did not lift his head, but swept the leaves with a broom.

Hearing this, the black robed old man snorted coldly, his eyes showed a sinister color, and yelled: "where's the old bald donkey? Get away from me if you don't want to die!"

With that, the old man in black immediately stepped forward. Unexpectedly, he just took a step, and a broom hit his foot. He had to retreat to avoid the broom.

"Old bald ass, don't you understand people?" When his steps were blocked, the old man in black snorted coldly, and his hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the floor sweeping monk.

"Eagle Claw skill?" Aware that the black robed old man had exerted his eagle claw skill, the sweeping monk raised his head for the first time, revealing his true face. The broom in his hand suddenly hit the black robed old man with a strange angle.

The black robed old man's face changed, so he was forced to move his body and slapped his hand on the broom. When the hand touches the broom, it is the moment when he is most frightened. A huge dark force rushes into his palm along the broom and directly shakes him out.

Push the pedal The black robed old man retreated four or five steps to stabilize his figure. The broken floor tiles in front of him were all crushed by him. He broke eight floor tiles before he took off the dark strength.

He suddenly looked at the old monk sweeping the floor. With an incredible look on his mouth, he whispered: "who are you?"?! I've never heard of the emperor and you! Who the hell are you? "

"Elder of Martial Arts Alliance, Chen Ping." With a smile, the old monk swept away the last leaf in front of him. Then he looked up at the black robed old man and said faintly, "with your identity and status, you ran to my little white horse temple to bully the small one. Don't you think it's losing your identity?"

"Do you know me?" Hearing the old monk's words, the old man in black changed his face.

Although his identity is not a secret, no one can know his identity. I'm afraid that only three old monks of the round generation in the white horse temple can know his identity. The ugly old man recognized his identity at a glance, which shows that he is definitely not an ordinary person.

"I haven't asked about the world for many years. You'd better leave as soon as possible." The old monk shook his head and tried his best to persuade him, "there is no limit to suffering. If you can lay down your butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha."

"Hum, don't talk to me about those Buddhist scriptures. I don't believe in those things!" The old man in black was very angry. The old bald ass's answer was not right, which made him anxious. However, he was not weak. If he did it rashly, he would be inferior.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping's eyes murmured. The purpose of their coming this time seems to be to burn down the Sutra Pavilion and teach Baima temple a lesson. But in fact, he has a special task, that is, to sneak into the basement of Baima temple and find out the truth!

Originally, he had been fighting with yuankong and had successfully deceived others. As long as he got rid of the round space, he could drive straight into the basement to find out the truth. However, he did not expect that a Cheng Yaojin would be killed on the way, especially the strength of this sweeping monk.

"I can't help it. I can only break in by force, as long as I find out what's going on inside!" Chen Ping glanced at the old monk and sneered at the corner of his mouth. "I'm sorry that these old monks don't dare to do anything to me."

"Old monk, if you can stop me, I will leave Baima temple without saying a word." As the voice fell, Chen Ping stepped on the ground and jumped to his feet. Like a strong cheetah, he catapulted out and galloped toward the back of the meditation room.

With a frown on his brow, the old monk immediately ran after him. The speed was even faster than that of Chen Ping. However, the Buddhist temple was too small. As soon as they ran after each other, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ah Yuankong opened his mouth, and his eyes were empty. He bit his teeth and had to bear the pain to follow him.

Although the Buddhist temple is only the place where the monks live, it is not an important place, but the rear of the temple is the taboo of the White Horse Temple. It is also the place where the monks of the white horse temple should guard for life, and can never be touched by outsiders.

Soon, Chen Ping, a black robed old man, crossed the temple and came to the back of the temple. According to the information they got, there was only one secret room in the backyard, with a passage leading to the basement.

Therefore, Chen Ping found the secret room at the first time when he came to the backyard, and quickly got into it.

"Dare you Seeing this scene, the old monk who chased after him denounced and chased in with the same dart.

This place is the place that the monks of Baima temple have to guard for their whole life. If the thief is allowed to go in in front of him and ignore it, he will really be sorry to the sages of Baima temple.

"Hoo..." Chen Ping is short of breath. There is nothing in the chamber, only a step leading to the underground.

Before he had time to think about it, he went in directly. The old monk who swept the floor followed him in. However, after seeing the steps, the old monk's face became dignified. He had been here many years ago and couldn't get in at all."Is it that only the people from Baima temple can't get in, or can't all of us get in?" There was a flash of light in the heart of the old monk sweeping the floor, and then he hastily stepped down.

At the moment, Chen Ping has come to the bronze gate. Looking at the bronze gate full of historical flavor, Chen Ping's eyes show a shocking color. He never thought that such a huge thing was hidden under the White Horse Temple!

"There must be treasure in it!" Thinking of this, Chen Ping's eyes showed greedy color and put his hand on the bronze door.

Strange to say, the people of the White Horse Temple at the bronze gate could not even get close to it, but Chen Ping easily got close to the bronze gate. If Yuan Wu and others saw this scene, I'm afraid his lungs would explode!

At the same time, in front of the gate of Baima temple, Ding Yi and Jin Wudao are looking at a middle-aged man walking slowly in the distance.

"It's big brother Gu coming!" Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man, Chen Shaoan couldn't help taking a deep breath, his eyes twinkled.

Hearing Chen Shaoan's words, the thugs around him showed a startled look, one by one with wide eyes. They were eager to run forward to have a look at the legendary White Tiger God of war.

The middle-aged man walked slowly. His eyes were firm. His face was not handsome. His plain cheek had a sense of vicissitudes. His eyes swept over the people and finally fell on Chen Shaoan. He asked faintly, "are you the eldest young master of the Chen family?"