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Chapter 26 Monk Xiushen

Qingyun ignited the fire again, but he felt thoughtful in his heart. The snow demon seemed to be a little strange.

Why did the snow demon suddenly appear in a canyon at least twenty or thirty miles away? And attack them without warning?

This matter is not that simple, so it’s better to be careful tonight, so don’t have any accidents!

The two witches have a huge amount of human power, so it became very easy for them to build a snow house. It was not long before they had already built it.

At this moment, Qingyun suddenly looked into the dark night with alertness.

A handsome monk in white clothes was so snowy that he came over, smiling and said from afar: "I am a monk from Sanjue Mountain, I have been passing by here and met fellow Taoists! Can I have a good time here with me?"

If it weren't for the various frost marks on his face, the monk didn't seem to have encountered it in this snow-capped mountain area outside the border, but was visiting relatives and friends somewhere in Central China.

Qingyun's eyes flashed, stopping Hua Niuwei and his two people from doing things, but he smiled and said, "It turns out that they are fellow Taoists from Sanjue Mountain. Since they meet, they are destined to be together. Please give me a gift!"

Na Xiushen said thank you. He walked straight to Qingyun with openness and sat down cross-legged.

Hua Niuwei and the others were very hostile to the monk, but they said something, but they were stopped by Qingyun: "You go and build another snow house. Here I will talk to this monk!"

The icy house was not big at first, but now it seems very crowded if someone comes in!

Although Hua Niuwei and the other two were angry, since Qingyun spoke, they left and took the order.

Xiushen showed a look of surprise: "I believe that fellow Taoist is clearly a figure in my Immortal Sect.

But I didn’t expect that I could go deep into this barren land and conquer these witches like cattle and horses, which is really admirable!

By the way, I don’t know what friends call me?"

Seeing the handsome monk, his smile was gentle, but his tone was filled with disdain for Wu Yuanren.

There is a high smell in the words!

Let’s look at the monk’s outfit…

Well, to describe it simply, this monk Xiushen is quite pretentious!

However, this monk is just a mere ghost immortal cultivation.

I’m afraid this monk is not just a disciple of Sanjue Mountain, but also a true disciple of the true true heir!

Qingyun just said, "Three Jue Mountain? That's one of the seven immortal gates! I am Dongxuan, just a mere random cultivator!"

"Oh, fellow Taoist is just a casual cultivator. That's no wonder!"

Xiushen smiled and said, "Otherwise, you should know that this area is the sphere of influence of my Sanjue Mountain!"

Although his smile is gentle, his tone is strict.

There is a very meaning that you dare to come to my Sanjue Mountain to conquer the witch!

The body of Qingyun is just an ordinary person, so Monk Xiushen judged that Qingyun in front of him is at most a ghost immortal.

In terms of methods, the disciples of the Immortal Sect are much more powerful than those of the casual cultivators of the same level!

However, Qingyun smiled and said, "Fellow Dao Shen said that the casual cultivator didn't know, so other immortal sects should know about Sanjueshan's interfering in Wu Yuanren... I just don't know if Jiuchengshan knows?"

Is this a test? It also threatens.

As an immortal sect in the Song Dynasty, he actually colluded with the witch people outside the Great Wall to cultivate power.

This is obviously not something the Song court can rest assured!

As soon as these words were said, Xiushen paused slightly, his tone slowed down? From the moment he was aggressive, he became a gentle smile again: "Yes, of course he knows other immortal sects.

It’s not only that we, Sanjueshan, are dissatisfied with the Song Dynasty court, but also other immortal sects!

The Song Dynasty court was incompetent and used the demonic paths of Jiucheng Mountain? It forced us to wait for the seven immortal gates..."

The so-called simple communication and deep words?

This monk Xiushen just saw Feng Qingyun, but he actually said this, which made Feng Qingyun feel even more and more awe-inspiring.

But when he heard Monk Xiushen continue to laugh, "By the way, the demonic Taoism in Jiucheng Mountain, for fellow Taoists, should they all be traitors, right? What I said is right? Fellow Taoists from the Thatched Hut Sect?"

Qingyun smiled slightly: "It turns out that fellow Taoist has come a long time ago and saw us killing the snow demon!"

Xiushen didn't deny that he was smiling on his own? He took out a copper bowl from the treasure bag beside him.

His treasure bag doesn't look big, but it seems like there is a world inside? In a moment, he took out a small red mud stove and a teapot? Two jade cups.

On such a harsh snow-capped mountain? I actually have to make a stance of cooking tea.

Qingyun sneered in his heart? This monk not only had come a long time ago, but he watched how he killed the snow demon.

And if the Snow Demon was good as expected, the snow demon might have been attracted by this bald monk.

The frostbite on Xiu Shen's face was clearly affected by the snow demon's ice storm.

Moreover, during the day, the snow monster was moving abnormally, and even avalanches, maybe this monk made the snow monster mess.

In the end, I was afraid that it would be impossible for the snow demon to escape, so when I escaped, I led the snow demon over!

However, this monk didn't mention a single word, he was really not a good person!

However, Qingyun was silent on his face, and he looked at the monk calmly, but he was just a ghost immortal after all.

Xiushen lit the stove and started cooking tea, but he smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry, although I have recognized that fellow Taoist is a disciple of the hut.

But the grudges back then happened more than a hundred years ago.

Generations have passed, so why should we care about this?

But have fellow Taoists never thought about revitalizing the hut? Maybe I, Sanjue Mountain, can help me."

"Oh? Can the Seven Immortal Gates allow my thatched hut to revive?"

"How can I know about this? I can't represent the Seven Immortal Sects. I am just a low-class disciple of Sanjue Mountain. Even Sanjue Mountain is not my turn to make the decision."

Xiushen smiled, looking at the water, he had already poured tea for Qingyun, but said, "But if I could be the master of Sanjue Mountain, then I felt that the hut would revive and replace Jiucheng Mountain might be a good idea...

After all, who made Jiuchengshan a lackey in the court?”

Yes, the thatched cottage sect has long disappeared, so what else can you be afraid of?

Now the enemy of the seven immortal gates is Jiucheng Mountain.

Maybe the person from the thatched hut sect, Wei Qingyun, can still be used to deal with Jiuchengshan!

Isn’t it just right that the enemy’s enemy is a friend?

But of course, Wei Qingyun would not think so naively. Just based on this alone, this monk would have no malicious intentions!
Chapter completed!
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