Chapter five hundred and thirty fourth: the third, the third
The training ground of Qingshan Temple.
At this time, everyone is guessing who this fat monk is. How dare he eat meat and drink alcohol in front of the third elder and do such a heinous and unethical thing. If this were the case, he would have been expelled by the third elder of Qingshan Temple at this time.
They went down the mountain, but at this time the third elder not only did not drive the man down the mountain, but on the contrary did not even say a word.
The third elder stood there without saying anything and had no intention of leaving. He knew that if he left at this time, Xuan Xie would probably cause trouble for him, so the third elder could only stand there awkwardly and wait for Xuan Xie to come and talk to him.
say.
After Xuanxie had a brief chat with Wujie, Xuanxie originally didn't want to care about these messy things in Qingshan Temple, but when he found out that Wujie was his nephew, he immediately lost his temper. Xuanxie knew that his brother Xuanxie
What kind of temperament does he have? If something happens, he will definitely let the little monk himself
Go and solve it, Xuan Zheng doesn't care about it. As a master, you can't ignore it. After all, no one in Qingshan Temple is afraid of Xuan Xie. This was the case when he was in the second level of Xuantian ten years ago. Now, although he is already a Mie Di
Rank 3, but the arrogance in his heart has never diminished.
Xuanxie stood up slowly, stretched his body and turned to Wujie and said: "From today on, no one in Qingshan Temple can bully you. Your master doesn't care, I, the master uncle, do!"
"good!"
The little monk nodded quickly.
"Ha ha……"
Xuanxie laughed loudly, and then walked directly to the third elder's position.
The third elder couldn't help but feel his heart tremble when he saw Xuan Xie running toward his position, and frowned at Xuan Xie.
"The third child!"
Xuanxie walked up to the third elder, pointed at the third elder and shouted.
The surrounding monks were all stunned after hearing the word "Lao San". Only the Third Elder's lips twitched, and some didn't know how to respond. After all, after so many years, there are only four people in Qingshan Temple who call themselves Lao San, and one
They are his masters, one is Duan Chen, and there is the second elder of Qingshan Temple. The last one is this Xuanxie. When Xuanxie was three years old, he started to call him the third elder and laosan. After calling him for so many years, he seemed to have forgotten the third one.
What is the elder’s dharma title?
The third elder frowned and looked at Xuan Xie. He really didn't know how to respond to Xuan Xie's "Lao San". After so many years, the "Lao San" call was still so casual and childish.
"Third Brother, what's the matter with you? Didn't you hear me calling you?" Xuanxie shouted to the third elder carelessly.
"How can you, a monk, be so ungrateful that you call me Third Elder and Third Elder!" At this moment, a monk in the crowd shouted at Xuan Xie with his eyes wide open.
"What's wrong? Aren't you happy if I call him Lao San?" Xuanxie replied with a tilt of his head.
"You!" The monk stared at Xuan Xie and didn't know what to say.
"My name is Lao San, and Lao San didn't say anything. What are you, an outsider, saying here?" Xuanxie turned around and continued shouting.
"It's disrespectful for you to call me "Lao San"!"
"I'm disrespectful. What can you do to me! If you don't accept it, come out and beat me!" Xuanxie yelled at the monks in the crowd.
The young monk on the side looked at his uncle Xuanxie with helplessness on his face. Logically speaking, shouldn't his master be a very powerful master? Why is he now scolding others like a street shrew? He doesn't have the courage of a master.
None, the young monk doubted whether this person was his master.
"Why are you like this? Can you please tell me some truth?" the monks shouted loudly.
"I won't be unreasonable, what can you do? That's all I am, I will call him the third child. There is nothing the third person is not happy about, but you are still excited. You need to deal with it, right?" Xuanxie turned his head.
He shouted to the crowd, then pointed at the third elder and shouted: "Lao San, please say something, I will call you Lao San, right?"
"..." The third elder looked at Xuan Xie helplessly. Ten years have passed, and Xuan Xie has really not changed at all. His speech is exactly the same as before.
"Master, who is this person? He shouldn't be a monk from our Qingshan Temple, right? Did he come here to cause trouble?" Seeing that the third elder was silent, Hong Rui took a step forward and asked the third elder with a frown.
"You'd better stop talking!" the third elder replied in a low voice, then stepped forward, clasped his hands and recited Amitabha.
"Oh, Third Brother, stop reading and tell these people, is there anything wrong with me calling you Third Elder?" Xuanxie shouted at the Third Elder with his eyes wide open.
After hearing this, the third elder sighed helplessly and whispered to Xuanxie: "Xuanxie, you are back!"
"brush!"
Before the third elder had finished speaking, all the monks around him raised their heads and looked at Xuanxie in front of the third elder.
No one thought that the fat monk in front of them turned out to be Xuanxie, who was famous throughout the world. You must know that Xuanxie's status in Qingshan Temple is similar to that of Duanchen.
Xie's name, but he has never seen Xuan Xie's appearance, and at this moment, the monk who was scolding everyone just now turned out to be Xuan Xie, the most famous demon king of Qingshan Temple!
Everyone seemed to be unable to accept this fact, and their eyes widened. Originally, they thought Xuan Xie should be fierce and evil, but the man in front of them had a fat, white face with a smile, and seemed to be no different from a normal person.
"Master, is this Xuanxie?" Hong Rui took a step forward and asked the third elder stammeringly.
"Well, he is Xuanxie!" The third elder nodded helplessly.
Xuanxie looked at the monk next to him and said with curled lips: "What the hell, is it okay for me to call him Lao San now?"
After the crowd heard this, no one dared to stand up and speak. After all, this group of people would definitely not be able to offend a person who even the abbot was afraid of.
"No one objects anymore, right?" Xuanxie curled his lips and turned to the third elder and said: "Third brother, you can do it now. You bully such an older monk, right? You have learned to bully children now, right?
no?"
"Xuanxie, things are not what you think. There is a misunderstanding..." The third elder knew that Xuanxie was definitely going to cause trouble for him, so he quickly explained.
"What's the misunderstanding? You can't fight with other people's children? Look at you, you've already matured. Do you think it's appropriate for you to fight with such an older child?" Wujie shouted with excitement, eyes wide open.
"..." After the third elder heard this, his lips trembled slightly and he didn't know how to respond. After all, what Wu Jie said was indeed reasonable, and he had no reason to fight with Wu Jie.
"Why aren't you talking? Why are you speechless when I ask? Lao San, Lao San, you said you are so old, Wu Jie is just a child, you fight with others, you say you
Are you sorry?" Xuanxie didn't seem to have any intention of stopping after seeing the third elder not speaking. On the contrary, he intensified.
The third elder is also the oldest generation in Qingshan Temple. He has been in seclusion in the mountains. Today he finally came out once, but he was beaten by the young monk just a few times and suffered terribly. This was because he had won.
Little monk this
The matter will come to an end, but who would have thought that the young monk did not lure out Xuan Zheng, but Xuan Xie. You must know that compared to Xuan Xie, Xuan Zheng is obviously easier to deal with.
At least Xuan Zheng said something good.
It makes sense, but the Xuanxie in front of him really makes no sense at all. He doesn't care about right or wrong at all. As long as Xuanxie thinks it's right, it's right. If Xuanxie thinks it's wrong, then it's right.
That's wrong. This is the style of the biggest demon in Qingshan Temple. And if the third elder really starts a fight with Xuan Xie, he estimates that it will be difficult to get any advantage. After all, although Xuan Xie is not at a high level,
But the strength is much higher than the normal level of destruction.
"Why don't you speak?" Xuanxie asked the third elder with raised eyebrows.
"Old monk has nothing to say. It is indeed the old monk's mistake to compete with Wujie." With so many people watching the third elder, if he remained silent, it would probably only make Xuanxie worse, so the third elder could only look helpless.