Looking at the handsome little widow in front of her, Zhang Bairen's face was speechless.

Look at your outfit, it seems that your husband has just died, why are you so anxious to marry yourself?

Zhang Bairen didn't say much. The little widow was about to say more, but when he heard footsteps coming, Zhang Fei's body gradually approaching. The little widow's face changed and she immediately crawled into the dense forest on the side of the road and disappeared.

"Who was it before?"

Zhang Fei said curiously.

"A widow who is asking for debts, a deadly old man, and a group of young people who are planning to beat me up. It seems that Jinding is not safe to watch!" Zhang Bairen's eyes were full of mockery.

Zhang Fei's face changed when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "This rebellious son is really damn! He should be broken into pieces."

"Then let him tear him to pieces to prevent my hands and feet from being dirty." Zhang Bairen's words were cold.

Zhang Fei's face suddenly became stiff, and then he smiled: "I'm just angry, let's go up the mountain! Go up the mountain!"

Zhang Bairen said nothing and followed Zhang Fei to the mountains. The disciples who were coming and going stayed away from Zhang Fei. The elders from all walks of life simply ignored Zhang Fei with dark faces and walked directly past Zhang Fei. However, Zhang Fei did not have to have an attack, but instead kept laughing and saluting.

"I really don't know how you, the master!" Zhang Bairen swept his eyes over the elders, followed Zhang Fei behind with expressionless faces.

There is no way, and his son takes the blame first, so what can Zhang Fei do?

Zhang Fei was silent but didn't say anything, but just walked quietly into the mountains.

As he walked along the way, Zhang Bairen took the expressions of the elders and disciples in his eyes, and had some guesses about Zhang Fei's situation in the Golden Ding Temple. If the three elders of Chunyang were not pressing on him, I would have been afraid that the seat under Zhang Fei's butt would have been moved long ago.

The Golden Pin Temple is the Golden Pin Temple of the Zhang family, and the Pure Yang Taoist Temple is also the Pure Yang Taoist Temple of the Zhang family.

From ancient times to the present, the head of Chunyang Taoist Temple has only one surname, that is, "Zhang".

Zhang Bairen looked into the distance with his eyes, and came all the way to the Golden Pin Temple Hall, and then entered the back mountain. In a remote pavilion, Zhang Fei asked Zhang Bairen to sit down.

"You can go back later, that evil son has gone down the mountain. I have sent someone to take it back?" Zhang Fei said helplessly.

Zhang Bairen said silently, Zhang Fei poured hot tea for Zhang Bairen, and then said, "You are now incarnated with the innate god, and you are in sight of immortality. The ultimate Taoist Yang God is just around the corner. I heard that you have obtained four drops of phoenix blood before..."

Zhang Bairen looked up and down with his eyes, then showed a curiosity: "Why, do you want to take care of Fengxue?"

"No! No! No! I don't mean that, I just think that you can't use four drops of phoenix blood alone. My Jinding Temple is willing to pay any price to buy you a drop of phoenix blood!" Zhang Fei said.

Looking at Zhang Fei, Zhang Bairen smiled, and a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "A man's heart is not enough to swallow an elephant, just by your Golden Pin Temple? You Golden Pin Temple is also worthy of enjoying phoenix blood?"

Zhang Bairen did not hide the ridicule and contempt in his heart. In an instant, Zhang Fei's face turned blue and white, but he did not dare to fight back.

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Inside the pavilion

Seven or eight young men who discussed the Tao were sitting in the pavilion with sighs. One of them said, "Damn it, why did Zhang Baiyi's cultivation be so high? It's useless to knock down our brothers."

"If it weren't for a good father, I'd probably have been chopped up and fed to the dog long ago," Ding Buer cursed.

"Hey, Brother Bu Er, look at the foot of the mountain. Didn't Zhang Baiyi just go up the mountain? When did he go down the mountain again?" One of them said in confusion.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the foot of the mountain. Seeing the man wearing a Taoist robe, pale and frivolous steps walking up, everyone was stunned.

Although his face is the same, his aura is like two people.

Ding Buer's expression changed slightly: "I heard that Zhang Baiyi has a big brother, who is the most outstanding master in the world today, and is the number one person in the world and the most hope of longevity."

"Who is this guy and his elder brother?" Everyone was stunned.

Ding Buer said with a serious expression: "You all should have heard of the name Zhang Bairen!"

"Hiss~"

After this statement, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

Zhang Bairen, for everyone, is equivalent to the legendary immortal. It is not something that is beyond reach, and it cannot be even seen.

"Otherwise, why do you think he caused such a big disaster, but no one dared to really kill him? Do you really think the leader can suppress the elders? It's not because of the Grand Governor's face." Ding Buer's face turned gray.

"But this mud of Baiyi cannot support the wall, but Zhang Bairen is like a legendary figure. They are all brothers of a mother and a compatriot. The gap is too big, right?" A disciple showed a look of doubt.

"Who said no? Compared to his brother, this guy is not even a mud!" Everyone was talking, but they did not continue to take action, but instead let Zhang Baiyi escape the disaster.

The Grand Governor Zhang Bairen is on the mountain. How dare that person be arrogant at this time?

Zhang Baiyi saw everyone's faces changed from afar. He thought he was going to be made difficult by someone, but he just walked over like this. Everyone's strange eyes made him feel quite unhappy.

Compassion? Painful?

This kind of gaze makes people crazy.

Not daring to say more, saving a bit of flesh and blood, Zhang Baiyi quickly walked up the mountain, then looked at the surprised elders, lowered his head and came to the courtyard of the back mountain behind Jindingguan.

"Dad! Zhang Bairen!" Zhang Baiyi looked at the two figures in the mountains, his eyes were full of shock, and then his expression changed wildly, and he shouted at Zhang Bairen angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Zheng, how dare you be rude to your elder brother? Why don't you come forward to greet him quickly!" Zhang Fei slapped the table suddenly, splashing tea.

Zhang Baiyi was holding his neck, but had to go forward to salute. When he was about to speak, he heard Zhang Bairen say, "Stop! I can't afford this kind of brother."

Hearing this, Zhang Baiyi's face turned red, and he was about to speak, but Zhang Fei angrily scolded him in advance: "Stop talking!"

Zhang Fei closed his mouth, and the dissatisfaction on his face could be seen as long as he was not blind.

Looking at Zhang Fei, Zhang Bairen was too lazy to talk nonsense. He stood up and stepped forward without saying a word and took Zhang Baiyi's foot, blocking all the orifices around him, turning into a ball of mud and falling to the ground.

"Be careful when you start, and be gentle when you act!" Zhang Fei felt a little distressed.

"When I abolish his Taoist mastery, you father and son have time to talk slowly!" Zhang Bairen's voice was cold, and a hint of fear appeared in Zhang Baiyi's eyes: "I abolish my Taoist mastery? Do he want to abolish my Taoist mastery?"

Looking at the firelight that was being eaten by Zhang Baiyi's eyes, Zhang Bairen didn't say much, and directly slapped Baihui on his head with a palm, destroying the true energy in the other party's body.

If you abolish the Taoist Technique, you will inevitably have a serious illness and even damage the origin. Zhang Fei asked Zhang Bairen to take action, of course he did not want Zhang Baiyi to hurt the origin. For others, true qi is equivalent to life, but for Zhang Bairen, who has practiced the magic method of becoming a Taoist fetal demon, it is easy.

Even as long as Zhang Bairen teaches Zhang Baiyi the great magic method of the Daofei Demon, Zhang Baiyi does not have to nullify the Taoist skills and can resolve the crisis in his body.

But will Zhang Bairen do this?

The Daofei Demon Seed is Zhang Bairen’s own fundamental method, so how can it be leaked out?

Zhang Bairen narrowed his eyes, sensed Zhang Baiyi's messy energy, and immediately shook his head.

Inside his true qi, Zhang Bairen sensed at least twenty female Yuanyin, and this qi has penetrated into the bone marrow and integrated into his three souls and seven spirits, which cannot be peeled off.

In Zhang Baiyi's desperate eyes, his true energy was disintegrated inch by inch, and then exploded. The Yang God was shaken by a strange force and turned into three souls and seven spirits to return to his body.

"Bang!"

Zhang Bairen took back his palm and took a deep breath: "The Taoist skills are gone, so please do it yourself!"

After saying that, he didn't look at Zhang Fei, and walked out of the gate and headed down the mountain.

"Zhang Bairen, if you dare to abolish my Taoist merits and ruin my practice, I will definitely be with you until you die! Never stop!" Zhang Baiyi gritted his teeth, and the scarlet light flowed in his eyes.

"Bang!" Zhang Fei slapped Zhang Baiyi in the face: "You go to retreat now, don't practice evil skills again, don't force me to erase your memories."

"Dad, you are actually in the same group as your elder brother!" Zhang Baiyi's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Bang!"

Zhang Fei slapped again: "I can't go to seclusion and practice quickly, everything starts again."

ps: The first thing to do in Taoism is filial piety, and then loyalty to the emperor and patriotism. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are dilemma, and the choice of national justice is the most embarrassing!
Chapter completed!