"Okay, you are indeed here to seek revenge, so go through me first!"

When Diancang Yuyin heard this, he was furious. He raised the iron oar in his hand and smashed it towards Zhou Botong.

"Hey, you are a bit brave, you dare to fight with me? Then I will have fun with you today!"

Zhou Botong was very playful, even though he had restrained himself now. He was so happy to see the hunting spirit that he played a game of pushing oars with Diancang Yuyin.

You pushed me over, I pushed over, I was so suffocated that Dian Cang Yuyin's face turned red, and all my strength felt like it was hitting the cotton, without any effort.

"I'm bored, I won't play with you anymore, go ahead!"

After pushing for several rounds, Zhou Botong felt bored and pushed it into the river.

Although Cang Yuyin was born with brute strength, it was nothing more than this for Zhou Botong, who had reached the second-level master level.

"Let's go up the mountain!"

Afterwards, Zhou Botong said hello and took Yinggu up the mountain.

Along the way, they met a woodcutter with an ax to chop wood, Wu Santong who plowed the land, and Zhu Ziliu, a scholar. They were all teased by Zhou Botong and knocked to the ground.

Finally, Zhou Botong met the former Emperor Duan and the current Monk Yideng on the mountain.

He was wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, and the most conspicuous thing was his two long white eyebrows hanging down from the corners of his eyes.

The whole person looks kind-hearted, and although there is sadness hidden between the eyebrows, there is a graceful and noble look.

"Emperor Duan, I, Zhou Botong, have come to see you. Do you welcome me?"

ah?"

Zhou Botong knelt down, looked at the old monk in front of him, and reached out to touch his bald head.

"It's really fun to be bald, so fun."

He touched it again and again, but it felt slippery and he couldn't help laughing.

"Botong, you are naughty again."

Master Yideng was not angry, he just smiled slightly.

"Hey, it's not fun for you to be like this. I shouldn't have touched your head, so why don't you touch mine again?"

"Or you could just hit me, and I would have an excuse to beat you up, and at the same time avenge my and Yinggu's son."

"Now that you're not following the rules, how can I have the nerve to beat you up?"

"No, no, let's do it again."

When Zhou Botong saw this, he quit and took Ying Gu away.

Then, he came up from the mountain again, walked to Yideng, and touched his head again.

"You are still so willful and fun, that's all."

Yideng was slightly stunned, shook his head with a wry smile, raised a finger, and turned his Yang finger into an invisible sword energy, shooting towards Zhou Botong.

The dense sword energy spread across all directions, revealing a chilling aura.

"It's been like this for a long time, I just want to give you a good beating, good, good."

Zhou Botong was so happy when he saw Hunter Xin that he raised his fist and smashed it towards the sword energy.

"boom..."….

The sword energy was smashed into pieces, and his fists kept hitting Yideng's face.

Zhou Botong punched him one after another, until his face was full of peach blossoms.

Yideng wanted to resist, but every punch from Zhou Botong was as powerful and heavy as a mountain, making him breathless.

Soon, Yideng's eyes turned into panda eyes, and his face turned purple.

"Yinggu, how are you doing? Do you want to relieve your anger?"

After finishing an old punch, Zhou Botong stopped and asked Yinggu.

"Forget it, I forgive him."

Yinggu's eyes turned red and she nodded, which was considered to have revealed the matter.

"Hey, Lord Duan, I'm sorry."

When Zhou Botong saw this, he apologized to Yideng with a guilty look on his face.

"Amitabha, I can help you two get rid of the bad blood between you two. It's okay for me to suffer a little."

"I haven't congratulated you yet, the lovers are finally married!"

Although Yideng looked a little embarrassed, the expression on his face remained unchanged. He clasped his hands and said.

"hey-hey."

Zhou Botong chuckled, and Aunt Ying also showed a hint of shame on her face.

"By the way, Lord Duan, I remember that my senior brother exchanged the "Xiantian Kung" with you, right? Can you return it to me? And your Duan family's Yi Yang Finger, can you show it to me?"

Later, Zhou Botong thought of something and said to Yideng.

"Oh? Innate Kung Fu and Yiyang Finger? You can take it!"

When Yideng heard this, he paused and took out two secret books from his arms. He handed them over without asking why.

"Hehe, then our grudges will be wiped out."

Zhou Botong was very happy after getting the secret book and said to Yideng.

"Amitabha, Botong, if you can figure it out, I don't have to feel guilty all the time."

Yideng said with a kind face.

"Okay, we won't disturb your purification. Goodbye, no, never again!"

Zhou Botong ostensibly kept the two secret books, but in fact he stuffed them into red envelopes and sent them to Immortal Changsheng.

He took Yinggu, waved his hand to Yideng, and got down.

[Ding! ‘Zhou Botong, sent an exclusive red envelope to the group leader’ Changsheng Zhenren! 】

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