"Amitabha, little donor, I, Zhanghua Temple, have no grudges and grudges with you. Why did you destroy my temple gate first and then break my golden light shield? If anyone of the monks in this temple offends you seriously, please do the truth in the future. I will deal with it strictly." The old monk, who was surrounded by stars and the moon, put his hands together and sang the Buddha's name.

"You Zhanghua Temple has no grievances or grudges for me, but the cauldron in front of me has hindered my eyes." Xinhao was not polite either, because as the abbot of this temple, this old monk probably knew what the cauldron was like, but he still placed it here for tourists to incense, which eventually led to a tragedy. With this, Xinhao wanted to demolish the main hall in front of him, but if he really wanted to demolish it, there were still a lot of trouble waiting for him, Xinhao had to endure this idea.

The old abbot raised his eyebrows: "Does the little donor know what this is?"

"Of course he knows what this is." Before Xinhao opened his mouth, a familiar voice came from the air. Then, Jiulong and Xiao Jiujian slowly fell from the air, with their backs facing Xinhao, and stood with their hands behind their backs.

Xinhao felt that his hair was blowing open. He never expected that Jiulong would appear here again, and there was a person around him. The feeling that that person gave him was a killer.

"You... it's you... why are you still alive? And... your appearance has not changed at all?" The old monk was uneasy this time, and his hands trembled at Jiulong in front of him. He looked like he was a ghost.

"It's a big fuss, so I hate mortals the most." Jiulong looked at the old abbot with contemptuous eyes: "It's not bad, the golden light is pretty, but it's too early to deal with this thing." Jiulong said and touched the cauldron. The monks originally thought that the person in front of him would fall to the ground like the previous ones. Who would have thought that the black air seemed to be afraid of Jiulong, and there was no trace of black air where he touched it.

"It's indeed a bit noisy, otherwise..." Xiao Jiujian looked at Jiulong and asked for his opinion. Jiulong shook his head: "No, their lives have already been decided, and there is no need for you and I to take the tripod away."

"Wait, you can't take this tripod." Xinhao put the Tang sword on Jiulong's neck. He thought that as long as Jiulong said no, he would cut open Jiulong's artery.

Xiao Jiujian was a little surprised to see Xinhao dare to touch Jiulong, but what surprised him even more was that the Tang sword that Xinhao put on Jiulong's neck looked so familiar.

"Who are you?" Xiao Jiujian asked with a frown.

"My name is Xinhao, the youngest apprentice under the White Clothes Sect." Xinhao glanced at Xiao Jiujian and found that this guy was covered in red from top to bottom, but he looked a little like his master.

"So you are also your junior brother's apprentice. I didn't expect to meet you twice in just a few days. It's a coincidence." Xiao Jiujian laughed when he heard this. When he met the land of Baiyi twice in two days, he was wondering if he would meet his junior brother Baiyi next time.

"Are you?" Xin Hao frowned. His master had never told him that he had a master.

"It's normal that you don't know. I guess your master is disdainful to talk about our affairs. Let me briefly tell you. Including your master, the five of us have successively worshipped me as our teacher and followed me to practice for many days. Finally, I reached the sky. The elder brother also followed his master and left a few days later, and the remaining few of us were dispersed. Later, your master knew that the remaining three of us had followed Jiulong, so he broke off relations with us. A while ago, he grabbed Qingyi back in Taoyuan. Now Lao Hei is so scared that he hides it now. I am the only one outside to help someone find some boring things." Xiao Jiujian shrugged and said. As for why he was willing to say so much to Xinhao, it was probably because this kid had the same aura as himself.

"So that's how it is." After hearing what Xiao Jiujian said, Xinhao understood a little bit the reason why Bai Yi didn't tell him. There was no need to know the grudges of the previous generation. Even if he knew, he could only listen.

"Now I'm finished talking, it's time to lift the knife." Xiao Jiujian ignored the anger on Tang Dao and raised Tang Dao with empty hands.

"It's okay to take the tripod, but before that, I'll use it, otherwise I can only snatch it from your old hand." Xin Hao took a step forward, and the dagger in his other hand pressed against Jiulong's back, and Tang Dao slid to Xiao Jiujian's neck. The members of the special operations team also raised their guns and aimed at the two.

Xiao Jiujian smiled: "I didn't expect that I was being slapped on my neck for the first time."

"I didn't want to do this at first, but the people in this temple still need this cauldron to save. If they don't, they will die in the middle of the night. Even the immortals cannot commit crimes. After all, there are gods who are three feet tall in their heads." Xinhao didn't know where he got such great courage, and he talked about the great truth with two people with far higher cultivation than him.

Xiao Jiujian looked at Jiulong, meaning that Jiulong made an idea. If he agreed, he would ask Xinhao to save the person first. If not, Xinhao would not have the ability to stop them.

Jiulong looked at Xin Hao coldly and finally sighed: "I have lost to you, kid, please take this cauldron to save people, and I will talk about something else when you finish saving it."

Xiao Jiujian was a little surprised. In his opinion, Jiulong was a person who would never compromise. Why did he compromise with a child this time? But even though he was surprised, Xiao Jiujian also agreed to let Xinhao save the person first. After all, he wanted to see how capable Baiyi's little disciple was.

Seeing that the two agreed, Xinhao took back the Tang Dao and the dagger, and strode to the front of the cauldron. Because of the Tang Dao just now, the cauldron shrank and did not dare to do anything to Xinhao. However, now the Tang Dao is back in the sheath, and the pressure of the Tang Dao is gone, the cauldron is making waves again, and the black air swept towards Xinhao overwhelmingly. Xinhao disagreed and read the mantra and drew something in the void in front of him. When the black air was about to touch Xinhao, a huge talisman appeared from the fingertips of Hou Xinhao, and the whole body emitted a dazzling golden light. The black air was directly spread on the golden light. The golden light flashed, and the black air disappeared without a trace.

"Bold monsters, dare to do something." Xin Hao's dantian drank it in one breath, and the black gas on the tripod contracted a little, but he was still unwilling to accept it. The black gas gathered in one place and turned into a giant beast. He looked at the giant beast's appearance very strange, with sheep's body, human face, eyes under his armpits, tiger teeth, human claws, big head and big mouth.

Not only Xinhao, but also Xiao Jiujian and Jiulong were shocked. The beast in front of him was not a person, but one of the ancient ferocious beasts recorded in the book - Taotie! Xiao Jiujian looked at Jiulong, and his eyes seemed to be asking him: "Why didn't you say that this thing would appear when you called me here?"

Jiulong looked at Xiao Jiujian and shook his head helplessly. Obviously he didn't know that this situation in front of him would happen. Moreover, according to Xiao Jiujian, although he had almost fought invincible all over the world in his life, he had always had a shadow in his heart, that is Taotie, one of the ancient ferocious beasts. The reason was that Taotie, who transformed from me, scared him. Fortunately, when I was in the world, this thing disappeared with most of the strange beasts in the mountains and seas, otherwise Xiao Jiujian would have hid in a mountain and never came out for the rest of his life. But who knew that the black air on this tripod turned into Taotie like it.

Before Jiulong could speak and stabilize Xiao Jiujian, the great swordsman who had lived for thousands of years turned into a red light and ran away without looking back, leaving everyone with a confused look on their faces.

Xinhao didn't have the leisure to pay attention to this now. The Taotie transformed from black air now put all the pressure on him. His legs were slowly bent. If he didn't do anything, Xinhao would kneel down to the beast.

Xinhao thought for a moment, then he made up his mind, bit his index finger, drew a blood talisman on his forehead, and said, "Disciple Xinhao presented the Emperor of Beiming Fengdu, hoping to transfer the Demon King of the Six Caves of Fengdu as a special purpose, and also invited Marshal Tianpeng as the envoy of the prison altar. The situation was urgent and there was no incense. After the disciple got out of the predicament, he should set up fruits and fruits and three fragrances for worship. It is urgent to follow the law!"

Jiulong raised his eyebrows as he listened to Xin Hao's lyrics. He killed several six-hole demon kings' spirits in the cave under the Tianshi Temple. This time, Xin Hao invited them again, and I wonder if he would come again if he felt his breath.

"结" vaguely heard a gong in the north, and then a storm rose up from the ground. For a moment, sand and stones flew away. Everyone couldn't help but close their eyes. When the wind stopped, everyone opened their eyes. They were surprised to find that there were a group of people in front of them. The leader of the family, with three heads and six arms, red hair, red armor and feet, very majestic.

After the crowd appeared, the aura of Taotie transformed by the black gas was obviously restrained, and it was obviously shocked. Xin Hao, who was under pressure, also breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to Marshal Tianpeng and knelt down with his hands and hugged Tai Chi: "Disciple Xinhao, welcome Marshal Tianpeng and the Six-Cave Demon King."

"Get up." Marshal Tianpeng held up his hand, Xinhao stood up and retreated aside.

"Hey, why is Marshal Tianpeng different from what is written in the novel? Didn't he talk about pig head?" At this time, a man in the special operations team muttered in a low voice.

"You have less knowledge. The novels are written in the end. This Marshal Tianpeng is a member of the Emperor of Fengdu, who was appointed as the commander of the Little Cave Demon King. He was extremely strict. If it was really the same as in the novel, the Emperor of Fengdu was punished first. Just read some novels, and the things inside cannot be real." A man next to him shook his head and said.

(I’m going to say a little bit about it. All novels are nothing more than illusory things and there is no absolute truth. When I wrote this novel, I told some mistakes that people think are correct. If the stories are similar, please do not take the right ones.)
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