Xinghong Town.

Taoist temple.

backyard.

The little Taoist priest from Sitianjian sent Zhongguanzheng's belongings.

At that time, Su Ting used the token of the Taoist man in Yunji.

The Zhongguan Zheng was skeptical and guessed that there might be opportunities in the Taoist temple, so he brought a lot of things that he could bring... Of course, out of caution, he only brought a small half.

But even so, it is several times more than the addition of several masters such as Yunji Taoist, the leader of the Seventh Division, the old man in the gray robe, etc.

"If he could have been pushed down, it would have been a one-time and for all. Why would it take such a big trouble?"

Su Ting sighed like this, "Jun Zheng must not bring all his wealth here, but despite this, his wealth is much richer than ordinary Yangshen... It seems that Si Tianjian is really rich in control of the order of the Great Zhou."

He was very moved that if he had robbed Zhongguanzheng at the beginning, he would have probably returned to his peak now. However, although he thought so, he knew that if he had not robbed the previous ones first, he would not have been enough to take Zhongguanzheng now. Instead, it might have exposed the reality and reality, which would be the real danger.

Now that he has recovered a lot, if he really wants to fight, the Yang Shen will not be his opponent.

If the mana power used to suppress the remaining problems of palm power is included, he has recovered nearly 90%.

When he is about to recover to his peak, he can completely eliminate his palm power after taking a little more time.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a lot of messy sounds coming from outside.

Su Ting poked out the Yang Shen, then was stunned, touched his chin, with a very strange expression.

After half a quarter of an hour.

The little Taoist priest of Sitianjian came hurriedly.

"Sunjun Su, this is the property of the old monk in Nanshan Temple."

"Very good, very good. On behalf of the Lord God, he told Zhongguanzheng that he did a good job and that the Lord God was very satisfied."

"Yes, Xiaodao will tell you to Master Zhongguanzheng."

"Go."

Su Ting said with a tsk, but he didn't expect that Zhongguan would become his helper of Su Su so easily.

This made Su Ting more and more satisfied with his domineering aura and said to himself: "I have not instructed me yet, so the Zhongguanzheng is so upright. No wonder he is a big shot in the capital Sitianjian, and he is really a talent."

He let out his breath, then reached out and took back all the things outside with a volume of magic power.

Buddhist scriptures, Buddhist beads, Zen staff, Buddha bone relics, purple gold bowls, and even monk robes.

Of course, there are many things in it, such as Bodhi seeds, dragon inner elixirs, and a few spiritual herbs, and a dry flower.

"This family has a lot of things, but there are not many things that can be used, at least it is not as much as Zhongguanzheng."

Su Ting threw the monk's robe aside, rolled his eyes, and said intimately, "It's plundered cleanly, but what kind of monk's robe is this God wearing?"

He carefully listed it, selected useful things and refined them one by one.

——

In front of the Taoist temple.

Another one here.

This is an old monk with kind eyes and beards as snowy as he is, but this monk looks very embarrassed.

His outer monk's robes have been stripped off and are tied to the pillars.

He obviously has great attainments in Buddhism and his state of mind is quite stable. He just lowered his head and did not speak loudly and curse.

Monk Mingding was tied to the pillar beside him and said slowly: "Uncle Master... it was my disciple who harmed you."

The old monk sighed and said, "What the hell is going on?"

The Zhongguan Zheng carried his hands on his back and said slowly: "Do not blame me, I am helpless... If you look carefully, I have all my treasures in it."

He said it was a helpless act, but his eyes were filled with gloating.

Nanshan Temple has been in full swing recently, and has won the favor of the Emperor of Great Zhou, which has actually shaken the status of Sitianjian for hundreds of years.

Although the national teacher did not have any instructions, all the Taoists in Si Tianjian were angry.

Although Zhongguanzheng and this old monk did not have any real holiday, they had met several times in the capital. Undercurrents and energy clashed, but they could not find a chance to take action.

Now there is finally an excuse.

Zhongguanzheng's Taoist practice is one line higher than that of the old monk.

In addition, Yunji attacked him without much effort.

There was no conflict in the middle, and no remnant power was affected, so this Taoist temple was not destroyed.

Zhongguanzheng was a little proud at this moment. Although he took the initiative and Yunji was attacking him, he captured the old monk alive after a few encounters and tied him up on the spot, but he was very happy.

"Is Si Tian Jian really going to take action against Nanshan Temple?"

The old monk asked this.

The Zhongguan Zheng suddenly looked solemn and said seriously: "I am helpless. I am forced by God Su to let the people here come in and out... But fellow Taoist rest assured, God Su is a charitable person and specially reminds him not to hurt anyone's life."

The old monk's cheeks twitched, and finally sighed, full of helplessness.

Monk Mingding was depressed and powerless. Unexpectedly, Uncle Master came to rescue him personally, and he actually fell here.

But no one expected that the people in Si Tianjian were so unconventional, and were clearly robbed, but instead became accomplices.

Yun Ji was breathing and was just breathing a break. He was also hit by a counterattack. He was seriously injured. He recovered from his abilities and saw that Monk Mingding was full of strange eyes, and he immediately understood the meaning of the other party's eyes.

"The power of the Lord Su is shocking the world. He is a person who kills the gods. You, a monk, have been living in the Western Land for a long time, are ignorant and ignorant, and do not know the heights..."

Yunji came forward, patted his smooth head, and said gently: "The main reason is that you have little knowledge, I don't blame you."

After saying that, Yunji stopped.

Mingding only felt the pain on his head.

The others looked over and saw that there was a bright red palm print above Monk Mingding's head, and it seemed that multiple palm prints overlapped, and they were all red.

——

Two hundred miles outside Xinghong Town.

A young man came in a hurry.

In front was a middle-aged man wearing a golden python robe with a calm temperament.

"Master."

"how?"

"Recently, I discovered the traces of Guan Zheng, the Central Secretary of Sitian Prison, and also found the old monk from Nanshan Temple, but they all disappeared in Xinghong Town."

"Vanished? But have you stepped into the Taoist temple?"

"This is not clear. They seemed to have taken the initiative to hide their breath after setting foot in Xinghong Town and disappeared."

"Sure enough, there is an ambush in that Taoist temple..."

The Lord of Xuantian Tribe, carrying his hands on his back, said with a gloomy face, "It seems that Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple have temporarily joined forces to suppress Xuantian Tribe first, and then they will determine the division between the master and the second... The old Taoist priest and the old monk accidentally showed their movements, and hid their breath, sneaked into the Taoist temple in Xinghong Town, and ambushed us."

He suddenly looked back and sneered, saying, "It's just that Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple both underestimated my Xuantian tribe. The national master was still in the capital. There was no leader in this ambush, and he couldn't eat us, so he could only be killed by us."

He stretched out his hand and waved it, and the table in front of him suddenly turned into powder and dissipated with the wind.

"Travel the departments, surround them here, and prepare for a strong attack."
Chapter completed!