The Xihezhou, the governor of Beimang, patted his sleeves, stood up from a small bamboo stool, folded his hands and showed a look of welcoming guests.

Although Lao Kui was a little reluctant, he still knelt down and supported the ground with his hands, saying in a muffled voice:

"The sin slaves from the princess' tomb see the big idea."

Princess Tomb is a top sect among the top five in Beimang.

It is in line with Tibingshan, Chess and Sword Yuefu, and these behemoths.

Mysterious exception.

Eight hundred years of inheritance, almost never gets involved in cause and effect with the outside world.

There are records in the secret scroll of Tingchao Pavilion, where there are big thoughts and small thoughts in the Princess’ tomb.

There are forces between the two thoughts.

The Dunhuang Feixian Dance drawn by Sweet Sauce personally began with the picture of the colorful clothes ascension of Gongzhu’s tomb.

People from outside never expected that the white-clothed Luoyang, which has always been alone, would be the big idea of ​​Princess’ tomb.

In the eyes of the people in the martial arts world, Luoyang is the kind of god who emerged from nowhere.

Single, riding far away.

I live in my old age alone, and after death, there is no grave or tribute.

At this moment, the atmosphere of Luoyang was a bit weird.

Just glanced at Xu Qianqiu, she bent down and picked up Helian's mighty fishing rod, changed the bait, and swung the rod into the lake.

Lao Kui from the bottom of the lake looked at the two of them and continued:

"The princess buried in the princess' tomb is the beloved young daughter of the founding emperor of the Qin Dynasty.

In the tomb, father and daughter are buried together.

The same ling, but different acupoints.

The women in the Princess’ tombs in later generations were all spiritual guards.”

Xu Qianqiu naturally knew these past secrets.

But for some reason, the Princess’ tomb finally appeared in Longyaozhou.

Will it move?

Xu Qianqiu fed him and asked:

"Green-haired witch, why did you become the big idea of ​​Princess's grave?"

Luoyang looked directly at the lake, waiting for the fish to take the bait, and replied coldly: "I want to fight?"

Have personality!

Xu Qianqiu smiled.

On the side, Lao Kui looked gloating and said:

"Boy, you really embarrass the man."

In an instant, Luoyang threw the rod and rose up, and there were no fish on the hook.

What she caught was a whole lake!

A lake!

In this scene, Lao Kui was silent.

Luoyang threw the rod into the lake, got up and left.

The dragon sees its head but not its tail, and it is a master's demeanor.

Helian said with a strong smile: "This big idea is good for everything, but his temper..."

Xu Qianqiu thought to himself that he had a bad temper.

He skipped this topic with the season and did not dare to talk too much. He changed the topic and explained:

"Zhongjia bought thousands of miles of land near the Yellow River a few years ago.

This excuse changed the river channel, which was superficially meaning that it was to let the planting family have poor fields to make fertile fields.

If I were not the guest of Princess’ tomb, I would have been blinded by him.

The promise of magical powers was that within five years, 200,000 kilograms of iron tools were transported to Xihezhou and sold to the Chuangbi Army at a low price.

This is too tempting to me.

I'm not afraid to tell you directly that the devil is actually the mistress of Princess's grave.

Not only that, Hong Jingyan is also hidden in the robbery of the river this time.

This person is very scheming and ambitious, and the entire Beimang world probably won't be able to satisfy his appetite.

The first thing that a big idea was to swallow beads was that this person had the evil intention of letting the big idea grow beads.

Fortunately, the world is not completely unconventional, and Hong Jingyan's realm of missing big ideas has risen.

When the beads are ripe, they can not only take away the state of big thoughts.

Instead, he lost with the hands of big ideas and almost got into a devil."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu smiled slightly, and everything was indifferent.

He also interfered in this matter back then.

He plotted against Hong Jingyan.

In the Beimang River, in the eyes of many people, Hong Jingyan is even more terrifying than Tuoba Bodhisattva.

Tuoba Bodhisattva and Xu Xiao are the same person, while Hong Jingyan is different.

This person is extremely sinister and unpredictable.

Some time ago, this man and the Tongpan Tongren went to the Liangmang border together.

On the surface, he had a fight with Chen Zhibao.

But no one knows the inside story.

Xu Qianqiu looked at the lake gradually calming, and the storm was about to come.

At this time, Lao Kui suddenly said:

"Boy, do you know that the Holy Monk of Nagarjuna, Liangzen Temple, has arrived at the Moral Sect.

He had been sitting in front of the heavenly gate for three days and three nights.

It's so pitiful. I was beaten by Qilin Real Man for three days."

Although Lao Kui from the bottom of the lake has become a guest minister of the Northern Liang Palace, he does not know that Xu Qianqiu is the owner of the world's number one building.

When talking about this matter, he thought that the news was blocked and did not know the reason.

Xu Qianqiu didn't say much, but just asked:

"Is the old host dead?"

Lao Kui shook his head and said, "Not yet, the Buddha's Vajra Body is indeed amazing.

However, I guess I can't hold on for long.

I think the old monk is afraid that it is not good for this Taoist leader to fight against the Buddha head."

Xu Qianqiu knew it clearly that it seemed that the Taoist head killed the Buddha's head, but in fact, it was Taoism that destroyed Buddhism.

Helian smiled majesticly and said, "Whoever has seen the old monk lower his eyebrows. Next, I wonder if I can see the vajra angrily eyes of the monk in white."

The white-clothed monk Li Dangxin is the disciple of the Holy Monk of Nagarjuna and the number one Vajra in the world.

This reminded Xu Qianqiu suddenly that he and Li had an agreement.

I also remembered girls from both the East and the West and the South and the North and the South.

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Two Zen Temples are the first of the world's temples.

The monk who presided over Nagarjuna was respected as the Buddhist head.

But only when you really go to your residence, you will know that that place is not as good as the temples on the mountains everywhere.

This place is not big at all.

It is different from the imagination, such as mountains, temples, Buddhas, and heaven and earth.

Especially the residence of the old host, Monk Nagarjuna, was particularly simple and no different from that of the people in the countryside at the foot of the mountain.

A fairly sturdy thatched hut with a cramped hut.

Houses are not as wide as flat.
To be continued...