After hearing this, Su Peng couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. To achieve this, Ling Meier has also achieved her success. She is worthy of being a leader in the industry, and the elite are elites.

At the same time, Su Peng also noticed that the warriors of the exiled immortal villa outside all had high temples, and it seemed that they were all very excited to practice internal energy. If they were placed in the world, they might be equivalent to the weaker centurion in the Black Water Army.

Seeing this scene, Su Peng was secretly surprised. Such a warrior could be famous in the world. At this time, he was willing to stand guard for a fairy woman's manor, which shows that Ling Meier's wrist was so high.

In addition, these eight warriors who protect the village are not particularly good at seeing through them. They may be just ordinary warriors in the Exiled Immortal Villa. The warriors in the Exiled Immortal Villa are said to have 300 or 500. If they are all of them, then there is really a considerable force here.

Even the Fengyang Club of the Five-City Alliance that Su Peng once did for him may not have found so many masters.

For a moment, Su Peng had a little understanding of the psychology of those men who were willing to spend a thousand taels of gold to meet and go to bed with ten thousand taels of gold.

Even those men didn't think so, but when they came to the Exiled Immortal Villa and saw the villa's power, they could feel that Ling Meier was extraordinary.

Just like someone who originally didn't care about brothel women, when I saw this scene, I could easily think that what I wanted to meet was not a woman in a fairyland, but a leader of a big martial arts forces. The feeling and psychology were different, and the sense of conquest was suddenly amazing.

"This Ling Meier is really a strange woman. With her reputation in the world, she can control such a big force in the world. No matter how good or otherwise, she really can't be underestimated."

Su Peng couldn't help but think of it in his heart.

At this time, Murong Xingde, who was beside Su Peng, was stopped by the warrior of the village guard and was turned away. However, he was not angry at all. He shook his hand and a gold-plated famous thorn appeared in his hand, which he handed to the warrior of the village guard and said, "I know the rules of the exiled immortal villa, but I also asked this brother to hand this thorn to the Madam Zhao, who was in charge of the villa. When she saw the thorn, she naturally knew who I was."

The warrior protecting the village looked at Murong Xingde with a little doubt, but when he heard that the manager of the village, Madam Zhao, was afraid that she would be a false statement, nodded and walked into the villa.

Su Peng glanced at Nalan Xingde and thought that Nalan Xingde could do something, but he had already contacted the people inside the Exiled Immortal Villa. It seemed that he had planned it for a long time and wanted to see Ling Meier, which made Su Peng even more suspicious of his purpose.

The warrior guarding the village entered the Exiled Immortal Villa and walked out, followed by a girl dressed in a woman.

The girl walked outside and said, "Who is Mr. Murong Xingde?"

"I am, what do the girl bring?"

Murong Xingde closed the folding fan and said to the girl.

The maid looked at Murong Xingde and then said softly: "Madam Zhao asked me to pass on the message. Miss Ling went to Kongwen Temple to burn incense today and has not come back yet."

"Kongwen Temple?"

After hearing this, Murong Xingde's expression changed slightly, and then immediately returned to normal. He bowed and said, "Thank you for passing the message."

"puff!"

When the maid heard this, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "You are a few years older than me, how can you call me sister?"

"That's OK to call me sister."

Murong Xingde said with a bright smile. In Su Peng's eyes, the smile looked like a black-bellied brother who tricked the girl next door into bed.

"You are so slick. Forget it, don't kiss me anymore. Just call me cherry. I've already passed the words. I've accepted the famous sage. I'm going to see the lady officially. Come again in the fifteenth."

The maid said to Murong Xingde, and turned around and entered the village.

When Murong Xingde saw her leaving, a smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of his mouth, but Su Peng saw it.

"What, Brother Murong is planning to chase Kongwen Temple? Where is there?"

The two turned around and left the main entrance of the Exiled Immortal Villa for a while, and Su Peng tentatively said to Murong Xingde.

"Kongwen Temple is a good place to go. It is located in the east of Nanning City. The host of Master Kongyuan, who heard that he is a master with supernatural powers who can help people to eliminate disasters and pray for blessings, and he heard that it is very effective. But I don't plan to go there to see it. To be honest, I seem to be very unfamiliar to the Buddha. Every time I see the monk, I will be unlucky, so I dare not touch this bad luck. It's better to have a normal Miss Seeing the Spirit in a few days."

After hearing this, Su Peng laughed. Speaking of monk fate, Su Peng is the worst. When he met monks several times, he either fought and killed people or was deceived and framed. He really had no chance with me.

However, when Su Peng heard that the monk from Kongwen Temple seemed to have some magical powers, he had some ideas. Maybe Master Kongyuan could know some magic tricks and so on.

Su Peng came here this time mainly to eliminate his own evil deeds. Although Leng Shuangyue said that Ling Meier could do this, Su Peng was still a little skeptical.

At this time, I heard that the host of Kongwen Temple was also a person with supernatural powers. Su Peng wanted to go and see. On the one hand, he saw that scary Ling Meier, who was so arrogant, and on the other hand, he also saw the supernatural powers of Kongwen Temple, Master Kongyuan, to see if he could see through his evil karma and whether there was any way to solve it.

Thinking of this, Su Peng said to Murong Xingde: "I can't wait to see Miss Ling Meier, so I went to Kongwen Temple first. Brother Murong really won't go?"

"I'll forget it, Brother Su, I'll wait for the fifteenth time to officially visit the Exiled Immortal Villa."

Upon hearing this, Su Peng nodded, then bowed and bid farewell to Murong Xingde and rushed to the east of the city.

From the Exiled Immortal Town to the Dongkongwen Temple in Nanning City, it was more than twenty miles away. It was just a short distance to travel. Su Peng used his light skills much faster than a horse. After using his body skills, within ten minutes, Su Peng had already arrived at Dongkongwen Temple in Nanning City.

In the entire state of Nanyun, for some reason, there are countless believers who believe in Buddhism. The atmosphere of faith is much stronger than other places, and there are also many temples, which are very popular.

When Su Peng came to Kongwen Temple, he had already seen many people in the city who burned incense and fulfilled their wishes. It was very lively.

Before Kongwen Temple, there were two streets selling some incense, candles and Buddha products, and the sound was very prosperous.

Su Peng followed the pilgrims all the way and entered Kongwen Temple.

Kongwen Temple covers a considerable area. Su Peng followed the pilgrims and walked through several porches and into the main hall.

In the treasure hall, several tall golden Buddha statues were suddenly found in it, and pilgrims were coming to kneel down and worshiping.

Su Peng himself did not believe in Buddhism, so he just looked at it and found that there was a large building behind the temple, which might be where monks lived.

Su Peng knew that the host was usually practicing in the Buddhist temple behind, so he walked over.

But before I could walk a few steps, I didn't know where a monk came out of the way, blocking Su Peng's way out.

"Amitabha, the donor invites the six tribes. Further behind is the monk's room in my temple. If the donor burns incense, please be in the treasure hall."

After hearing this, Su Peng said, "I went to the back hall. I don't know if Master Kongyuan is in the monk's room behind. I came here this time. I was just visiting him."

"The host was in the back hall, but he was holding a Dharma meeting at this time, and he was practicing Buddhism with fellow monks and some lay Buddhists. I wonder if the donor received the invitation?"

The monk Zhike did not give in and said to Su Peng.

When Su Peng heard this, he felt a little confused. Ling Meier was no longer in the hall. Could it be that she was still a layman? Could it be that she was in the back hall?

After thinking about it, Su Peng said, "No, but I'd like to ask the monk to inform you, and Su Peng, Jiangning, came to visit."

As he said that, Su Peng fumbled out of the Qiankun bag, took out a twenty-two-tall gold bar and handed it to the monk. He said, "This is a little incense money I'm going to pay. Please inform Master Kongyuan."

After hearing Su Peng's words, the monk hesitated for a moment, but did not take the gold bar. He said, "The donor does not have to do this. If you really donate some incense, you might as well throw it into the merit box over there and write a note on the merit book. If the donor really wants to see the host, I will go and chant it, and it is not impossible."

"Trouble the monk."

Su Peng said to the monk, who nodded and turned to the back hall.

Seeing his departure, Su Peng nodded. Although all the monks are empty, it is rare for monks who can truly not be greedy for money. This monk refused the gold he gave him for his own personal gain, which seemed to have some moral integrity.

Su Peng waited for a while before seeing the monk coming out and said to Su Peng: "Please follow me if you don't."

Su Peng nodded and followed the monk toward the backyard of Kongwen Temple.

The backyard of Kongwen Temple seems to be very large, with a square that accommodates more than 100 people, surrounded by tall buildings.

Su Peng followed the monk into the backyard and walked to the center of the square. Su Peng suddenly felt a little alert, stopped in the square, and looked around.

The monk who entered the backyard with him, although he saw Su Peng stopping, his feet were not stopped at all, almost like a trot, ran away, crawled into a monk's room, and stopped coming out.

Su Peng frowned and said, "Several people, since they are here, why do you hide your head and reveal your tail? Come out and see me."

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant sounded, and four monks with white hair and beard walked out of the monk's room on three sides of the backyard of the temple, and the temple where Su Peng had just walked in, and surrounded Su Peng in the middle.

"Monk? Are you from Dakong Temple?"

When Su Peng saw these four monks, he felt aroused in his heart and said to the four monks.

Directly opposite Su Peng, an old monk wearing a cassock with white hair and hair, with beards and eyebrows, may be over 70 years old, but his face was full of muscles, red and had a little rejuvenation. He stood up and said to Su Peng: "What the donor said is good. We are a monk from Dakong Temple. This time we came down the mountain and took a seat to find you, donor Su. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Su Peng frowned slightly, looking at this monk.

Su Peng's malicious jade pendant felt another vague hostility in the monk, locking himself in. This person's aura was very strong, and there was no concealment at this time, which made Su Peng feel a lot of pressure.

"I'm Xu Wen."

"Fake aware."

"Virtual is."

"False thought."

The four old monks surrounding Su Peng revealed their own magic number.

When Su Peng heard this, his brows frowned even tighter.

Su Peng knew that monks of the Xu generation should be Shi Weixin’s previous generation, and these people should be Shi Weixin’s uncle and uncle.

Although Shi Weixin's martial arts are not as good as Su Peng, he is also a good player. Su Peng doesn't have to kill him. He probably needs 300 moves to determine the outcome with Shi Weixin.

These four monks of the Xu generation of Dakong Temple are a little older, and they look seventy or eighty years old. However, at this age, they still dare to walk in the world. They must have been able to practice internally, which has surpassed the level of the decline of the body of ordinary warriors.

Most of the masters of this level and age have moved from external to internal, and their internal cultivation has accumulated a strong and terrifying level, which has transcended the decline in skills caused by the deterioration of qi and blood in the body and entered another level of accumulation.

All the masters at this level are masters of internal skills. With their skills polishing, their skills have gone from perfection to returning to the point of returning to nature. No matter how powerful or skill is, they are not something ordinary people can compete with.

At this time, four masters of this level appeared at once, which shows that Dakong Temple really attaches great importance to him.

Su Peng had already guessed that these four old monks should have come out of Dakong Temple to find a place for their disciples after he seriously injured the bronze-skinned monks from Dakong Temple.

I just don’t know how they came to Nanning so accurately and met themselves in Kongwen Temple.

"Amitabha, Master Su, let me ask you, but in a secret realm in the northwest forest, you used a hidden weapon to hurt my disciples of Dakong Temple?"

These four old monks, the monk Xuwen led by him, asked Su Peng.

When Su Peng heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "So what? Monk, you asked me very well, just asked me if I hurt your disciples in Dakong Temple, and not why I hurt him. Do you think this is right?"

"Whether it is right or wrong, we do not intend to defend Mr. Su. But this time we left Dakong Temple and went down the mountain, the senior brother of the presidency repeatedly instructed me to take Mr. Su to Dakong Temple. If Mr. Su went back with us, there would naturally be someone who would listen to your argument. I will no longer interfere here."

The old monk Xuwen said to Su Peng.

"Oh? What if I don't go?"

After hearing this, Su Peng asked Monk Xuwen.

"Amitabha." After hearing this, the monk Xuwen sang a Buddha's name and said, "If this is the case, the four old monks, who are not willing to take the underwear, bully the small, and forcefully take the master Su back to Dakong Temple."

"What else can I say? Since this battle is inevitable, let's start!"

After hearing this, Su Peng sneered, drew out the Wufeng Sword and said to the four monks.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I will consider the standards of my subordinates later. I will not hurt Don't live a life, and I will offend you!"
Chapter completed!