Taiwu rushed into the stick formation without hesitation and exploded countless times. After a heroic effort, he finally got his wish and came to the center of the battlefield where Luo Feng led his team to beat Dugu Yuyun.

Of course, he was tied up by the monks.

This brave and unyielding senior brother Shushan now has a bruised nose and a swollen head, and his head has been swollen three times. The original color of the blue Shushan Taoist robe on his body cannot be seen, and it has almost been torn into a cloth strip.

Naturally, a guy who has no life as a protagonist wants to learn from the protagonist to be a thousand horse and ride alone to the formation, and the outcome is so miserable.

Can he survive the beating of sticks? It was because Master Luo called in time and canceled the order to "kill without any refusal" on the spot. The monks' group kept people under the stick and did not shoot him into meat filling on the spot.

Taiwu was lifted up by two strong monks with cooked copper sticks. He barely opened his eyes, which were swollen and almost sealed. In the bright red caused by the congestion of eyeballs, he saw his master Dugu Yuyun lying motionless on the ground.

Uncle Jiujian Xian squatted beside Dugu Yuyun with his head in his arms, grabbed his messy hair, and murmured: "Why is this happening...what should I do?"

In Taiwu's mind, Master Dugu Yuyun is an invincible existence. The strong and resolute elder treats others and himself extremely strictly, has noble character, is upright and polite, and is meticulous. He can be regarded as the model of a sword immortal, like the incarnation of a sword.

What Taiwu admires most is his master. He always regards his master as an idol and role model. If he wants to become a person like his master, he can't understand why his master was defeated and he still lost so miserably.

Dugu Yuyun in front of him was as bruised and swollen as him, and the robe on the head was broken, like a ravaged doll, so weak and old, so helpless, even a little pitiful, and sympathetic.

"Master! What's wrong with you? Master?"

Taiwu shouted in grief and anger: "What did you do to him? Uncle Situ, they attacked the leader, why are you standing by and watching?"

"Because your uncle wants to protect the Shushan Sect's lineage so that the Shushan disciples will not be implicated by Dugu Yuyun, and will be liquidated by warriors all over the world, killing all over the family without leaving any other family."

A young monk suddenly spoke and answered Taiwu's question for the Jiujianxian.

Taiwu looked up and followed the sound and recognized the monk. It was Luo Feng, a lustful Zen master who had a meeting with him a few years ago and had a little fox left behind him.

Luo Feng slapped his head and continued, "Oh, don't be too sad. Your master Dugu Yuyun is not dead yet. After all, we are not a demon. We always have to stay a line in life, but we are not as irresponsible as your master when he kills demons and eliminates demons."

When Taiwu heard the news that his master was not dead, he breathed a little relieved, but he was still angry and asked loudly: "Why is this? Our Shushan Sect and the League of Heroes are obviously allies, so why should we attack us after the great disaster?"

"This is a long story."

Luo Feng said impatiently: "You might as well ask your uncle Situ. In short, it is the disaster of the collapse of the demon-locking tower. It was caused by your Shushan Sect. We suspect that this was a long-planned conspiracy by the Shushan Sect, with the intention of weakening humans, taking the demons to respect each other, and provoking humans and demons to kill each other, and profiting from it."

"Slander!" Taiwu said hatred: "This is a slander. Our Shushan Sect is the best sect in the world. My master is known to everyone in the world and is the most upright person in the world. How can it be..."

"Don't say too much, why is it impossible? Haven't you heard the old saying, "Everything is possible!". One of the truths of Buddhism is 'impermanence', which means that all things in the world, gods, immortals, good and evil, good and evil are not always constant, they exist forever and never change, and everything is changing."

Luo Feng preached to Taiwu seriously: "Your uncle saved a pitiful little cute girl who looked harmless and silly in the demon lock tower to be her goddaughter. Later, there was a big reversal and turned into a demon queen?"

With one finger at Zen Master Qianye, Luo Feng continued, "Zen Master Qianye is kind enough, right? Look at how big his earlobes are, how beautiful he looks like a Buddha, how kind he is, he may turn into a big devil. We Buddhist monks will not be blinded by these false reputations, but are judging by their original heart and true nature. It is not surprising that the leader of the Buddhist sect becomes a devil, so it is not surprising that the leader of the Taoist sect is crazy. Didn't your Shushan sect have produced an evil sword immortal decades ago? It is normal to produce another demon sword immortal?"

Taiwu was not good at speaking, and was criticized by Luo Feng by Buddhist philosophy, so he had nothing to say. He could only turn his head and stammer and said, "Whatever you say, I will never believe that the master of the sect will be deviled! It must be that you first conspired to frame and accused him, and then set up a trap to attack and assassinate him to defeat him! Now that people are the slaughter and I am the meat of fish. It doesn't make sense whether I believe it or not. If you want to kill or cut it, you will be fine!"

When Taiwu heard that he was attacking and assassinating, Luo Feng was immediately dissatisfied and said, "You ignorant junior, you are too confident in the martial arts of your Shushan Sect! Do you still need to assassinate yourself if you defeat your master? We won the money openly!"

As he said that, he also pulled Jing Xiaolou over and said proudly: "Brother Jing spent money to destroy the family, the best in the world, the best in the world in the world, the best in the world in the world in the cooperation of the two worlds, and the effect of one plus one greater than two, and he can't kill a single swordsmanship? You can always do a simple calculation of one plus one greater than one, right?"

Jing Xiaolou had not yet cultivated his face to the thickness of Luo Feng, and said a little shyly: "Brother, stop talking, this is not a good thing worth boasting. My brother has been called the world's number one prodigal son for many years. Now if the scandal of spending money to defeat Dugu Sword Saint is spread again, this infamy is probably not confirmed."

"Why isn't it worth boasting?"

Luo Feng glared and said, "We also make money by abilities. Since the rules of the world allow krypton gold, being rich is also part of our strength. There is no difference between those sons of fate who are just relying on luck to live on their lives but shouting "heat blood" and "work hard". Why do they enjoy the praise of the people with a shameless face? We can't stand up straight? The guys who scold you just can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour!"

Jing Xiaolou was pleasant to hear this and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, when I saw you at the first time, I felt like I could see a friend. After hearing what you said, it really makes sense. It turns out that it is wrong, it is not the least, it is this world where you can become stronger by spending money."

The two of them praised each other and made the scalp numb when they heard the two people around them. They were indeed like a bad person, and they were hard to find a soulmate. They were so close to each other. They were really birds of a feather.

After hearing this fallacy, Taiwu had the heart to die. His three views were greatly impacted, and his san value fluctuated greatly. The disciples of Shushan worked hard to practice sword skills, were clear about their hearts and few desires, had firm beliefs, and had clear minds of Taoism. In the end, the head of the Sword Saint was smashed with money. All efforts were not as hard as those thrown by people. Is there any law of heaven in this world? Is there any king's law? Is there any meaning to work hard?

People who practice Taoism have always regarded money as dirt, which is equivalent to the way people throw their feces to beat a saint who is so elegant and elegant, white lotus-like. It is difficult for every sword practitioner who has worked hard to accept. They will doubt why they have to practice swords hard, and what is the use of this broken sword? It is better to abandon the sword and make a fortune in business!

There is no way, the world of heaven and earth has the greatest rules. Who can make the world of immortal swords have the rules that can turn wealth into real power? The throwing of the universe, sprinkling gold paper and the scattering silver bullet waves are all extremely domineering, no less than the unique skills of the top level sword technique of Shushan.

When the krypton gold mode is turned on, even if the player and the player in the technician are as fierce as a tiger, they will be so scattered and beaten up by the stinky b operation of the krypton gold players, the game experience is extremely poor, and they can only complain about the operator.
Chapter completed!