"I can't believe that in this world, you, Gu Qingfeng, who is in the demigod state, can't predict your fate!"
The black monk mocked.
The old blind man curled his lips.
"Yang Taisui, you damn girl, don't look down on me!"
"You have to know that I was the one who turned you from a fire-burning monk into the number one on the martial arts rankings at Putuo Temple."
"How dare you laugh at me now, you bald ass?"
The black monk chuckled.
He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"
"Young lady, give me Amitabha!"
"Let me ask you, this time the Lin family's five houses were in chaos, why didn't old Lin take action to stop it? Why did he let them kill each other like this?" the old blind man asked.
The black-robed monk known as Yang Taisui said: "The old master said that the foundation of the fifth house is damaged. As for those Lin's borers, they must be destroyed when they should!"
"I just didn't expect that such a kid would appear out of nowhere and make such an intrusion!"
The old blind man said: "You mean, the old Lin family wants to let the fifth family be killed by the Miao people? And then there will be a big purge?"
Yang Taisui chuckled.
"Otherwise, why would I be here?"
The old blind man took a look at the bald donkey with a dull face.
Thumbs up.
"Ms. Lin, you are such a special girl, each one is more ruthless than the other!"
Yang Taisui sighed: "A clan can prosper for decades only because of its hard work!"
"A clan can prosper for hundreds of years because of destiny!"
"A clan can thrive for thousands of years and be ancient. Do you know what it depends on?"
The old blind man poked his nose and said, "What?"
"Talent!"
"Only if the Lin family continues to produce talents, can this thousand-year-old clan continue!"
The old blind man made a "cut" sound and said: "Chunte mother farts!"
Black monk Yang Taisui smiled.
There was no quarrel with the old blind man.
"Now that the Miao people are dead and the Wufang chaos has been settled, what are you going to do now?" the old blind man asked.
The black monk Yang Taisui murmured while touching his rosary beads: "What else can I do? Go back and continue to retreat!"
"Go out!"
"After all these years, don't you want to step into the divine realm and enter the Kunlun Domain, the legendary martial arts holy land? Have you always been working for the old Lin family?"
"You have to know that according to my wanderings in the past few years, Qingyangzi, the first person in the northern sect to practice law, has already entered the half-step divine realm like me! Rumor has it that the gang of savage Taoists in Qingcheng Mountain saw this two years ago
After passing Qingcheng Mountain, thousands of lotuses are in full bloom and rainbows fill the sky. This is a sign that we are about to enter the divine realm."
"And the third Prince Nalan on the Martial Arts Heavenly List, Nalan Bai, who is enshrined in Hongmen, the largest organization in the world!"
"Back then, Nalan Bai was only one move away from you!"
"For this move, he has been hiding abroad for twenty years!"
"There is also the number one in the southern sect on Hong Kong Island: Lu Daoji, and the number one grandmaster on Hong Kong Island: Huo Huaao!"
"And Pei Luo Shen who once disappeared in front of the Kunlun avalanche..."
"These people are always trying to steal your title of number one on the Heavenly Ranking. You bald donkey are still in the mood to idle here?"
The old blind man cursed at the black monk Yang Taisui.
Yang Taisui scratched his bald head and muttered: "Amitabha! Ancient, don't forget that the poor monk is a monk. To abstain from anger, dryness and fighting is the purpose of my Buddha!"
"Quit it, uncle, you bald ass!"
"I shouldn't have taken you out of Putuo Temple back then, and I shouldn't have passed on the things from the Kunlun Region to you!"
The old blind man cursed angrily.
Yang Taisui chuckled: "There's nothing I can do about it, I'm a poor monk who can become a martial arts wizard who only meets once in a century!"
"Pooh!"
"You shameless bald ass!"
This nine-thousand-year-old man who is known as the number one in the Heavenly Ranking does not get angry when he is scolded, he just laughs.
"But Bald Donkey, all joking aside, you have to know that since the secrets of the Kunlun Region, the Holy Land of Martial Arts, were leaked twenty years ago, many foreign forces have already known our Chinese secrets!"
"According to my inquiries over the years, the ninja societies in Japan and superpowers from other countries all want to pry into the mystery of longevity in the Kunlun Region!"
"So, you'd better be prepared!"
"After all, we don't have much time left, the Kunlun Territory will be opened again!"
"Once it is opened, this time there will be a battle between dragons and tigers, and all the heroes will compete!"
The old monk in black, Yang Taisui, squinted his eyes and said, "I really hope that day comes soon!"
"Okay, I've finished what I need to say!"
"Bald Donkey, the old blind man has one last thing to tell you. You are destined to have a calamity. It is a calamity of fate. Whether you can survive this calamity or not, it all depends on your own fate!"
"Remember, this disaster is called: Dragon Defeat!"
"The so-called dragon is even born as water and comes out of the river!"
"Be careful not to meet someone with the surname Jiang and worship him. If you don't worship him, you will die!"
After the old blind man left his last mysterious words, his figure disappeared out of thin air.
On the other hand, the black monk Yang Taisui touched his bald head and muttered: "Hey!! Telling my fortune again? Why bother?"
With a wry smile, Yang Taisui glanced at the corpse-strewn place in the distance again, and said softly: "It's time to go back and pay errands."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a wisp of breeze and disappeared into the vast mountains.
…
The chaos in Lin's fifth house has been calmed down.
Those past grudges and hatreds disappeared with this night.
There is kindness and there is resentment!
There is hatred and regret!
But the world is so confusing, how can there be so much perfection?
After Lin Qingzhu returned to the hotel, she kept herself tightly shut in the room.
Even Jiang Ning was nowhere to be seen.
In another room.
Jiang Ning and Wu Luan stayed in the room.
After returning, Jiang Ning wanted to comfort Lin Qingzhu, but Lin Qingzhu didn't want to say anything, which made Jiang Ning look very depressed.
"Master, what's wrong with Miss Lin?"
"Logically speaking, shouldn't she be happy if she returns to the fifth room?"
Wu Luan said while peeling bananas and stuffing them into his mouth.
Jiang Ning rolled his eyes at Wu Luan: "You brainless fool!"
"Forehead?"
"Why am I stupid? Isn't what I said the truth?" Wu Luan asked.
Jiang Ning was too lazy to pay attention to Wu Luan, and sighed: "My wife is so kind-hearted that she feels uncomfortable!"
"Kindness?"
"certainly!"
Jiang Ning continued: "On the one hand, Qingzhu feels sad for the death of the Miao people, and on the other hand, he feels sad for the suffering of his family."
"Right and wrong, she wants to make everything perfect!"
"But how can there be anything perfect in this world?"
Listening to what Jiang Ning said, Wu Luan rubbed his head and said, "So, what did we do tonight? We shouldn't have killed the Miao people?"
"Wrong your sister!"
"What's wrong with me?"
After Jiang Ning cursed loudly.
Then he muttered: "Actually, who can tell clearly what is wrong and what is right? Just have a clear conscience."
Wu Luan didn't know whether he understood or not, so he nodded.
"But Master, that old lady in the fifth room is really cruel."
Recalling the image of the old lady stabbing Granny Snake to death in Ningbo's mind, he frowned.