Sect Master’s Retirement Routine

Chapter 842

2021-08-23

Chapter 842? ? ?

At the same time, in a huge house in the capital.

one old and one young sitting in the study room, playing chess.

The old man is dressed in a black monk robe, is kind eyebrows, kind-eyed, and energetic.

His eyes burst into bright glow from time to time, as if thinking about something.

This old man is not someone else.

It is the Yongjue monk who came to the Central Plains with Liu Shengzongjing to study Buddhism.

Hiss! At this time, Monk Yongjue took a deep breath.

Holding the white piece in his hand, he slowly landed on the corner of the chessboard.

At the time, a set of demon sword Muramasaka's formula appeared in front of her eyes.

"Master has superb chess skills, really powerful..."

Seeing that Monk Yongjue had left Baizi, a young man in brocade clothes opened the mouth and said in front of him: "This hand of monster sword It's really treacherous and varied..."

This young man has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and an extraordinary bearing.

At this time, I am looking at Monk Yongjue said with a smile.

"Hehe, His Royal Highness is too acclaimed..."

Hearing the words of the youth, Monk Yongjue laughed, opened the mouth and said: "Your Highness has quick thinking and superb chess skills..."

"If your Royal Highness kept pressing like this, this poor monk wouldn't be able to use this demon sword style..."

While speaking, Monk Yongjue picked up the tea cup on the side.

He took a sip of tea and continued: "His Royal Highness, how can you not see Prince Yu's silhouette these days?"

I am even more familiar with my Dongying customs. The old monk has been fascinated for a long time, but I have never seen it..."

At this point, a trace of doubt appeared on Monk Yongjue's face.

"Master, you will ask me down..."

I heard Monk Yongjue's question, the young man shook the head, opened the mouth and said: "Royal Father always sees the head of the divine dragon but not its tail, even I don’t know his whereabouts..."

"You and I still concentrate on the game. When the Royal Father gets free in the day, I will definitely recommend it to the Master!"

Talking about the youth slightly smiled.

He picked up a sunspot and was about to fall.

At this moment, the youth's expression was in a trance.

At the same time, a sharp pain came from my heart.

With the feeling of pain, the young man's arm trembled, and Heizi fell directly on the chessboard with a crisp sound.

"His Royal Highness..."

Seeing the youth look like this, Monk Yongjue quickly opened the mouth and said: "What's the matter with you?"

"Ah , It’s okay..."

hearing this, the youth shook the head, opened the mouth and said: "Maybe I am a little tired, but for a while I was in a trance..."

"Amitabha..."

Upon seeing this, Monk Yongjue whispered the Buddha's name and said: "In that case, today's game will end here, and the old monk will not disturb the world to rest..."

"After tomorrow's son has a good rest, you and I will continue today's endgame..."

Speaking, Monk Yongjue slowly got up and prepared to leave.

"Master is really empathetic..."

Hearing the words of Monk Yongjue, the young man said, "If this is the case, I will definitely compete with Master tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, Monk Yongjue nodded and walked out of the house slowly.

After watching Monk Yongjue leave, the smile on the young man's face gradually faded.

"Come here!"

At this moment, he called out.

"Young Master …"

Following his words, a man in embroidered clothes appeared quietly beside him, opened the mouth and said: "What's your order? "

"Where is the Royal Father?"

At this time, the young man said solemnly, with a trace of anxiety between his eyebrows.

"How is the whereabouts of the prince, the subordinates dare not ask..."

To the youth's words, the man responded.

"Check it out for me..."

At this time, the young man's voice had a hint of decisiveness: "Since then, my heart has been disturbed..."

"Send personnel quickly to find out the whereabouts of Royal Father..."

As he said, the young man waved his arm.

Huh! With a light sound, a thing flew directly to the man.

Taking a look at it, it was a warrant.

"Yes!"

Seeing the warrant in his hand, the man nodded said yes, which seemed quite respectful.

"Go..."

The youth waved his palm, indifferently said.

sou! With the words of the youth, the man's body disappeared instantly.

"Royal Father..."

After the man left, the young man looked up at the sky and wanted to say something.

But halfway through the conversation, he closed his mouth again.

Then shook the head and walked into the room on the side.

……

Jinling City.

A silhouette volleys over the city wall.

He flew lightly, as if walking on the ground, moving towards the city galloping away.

This is what the so-called "bend one's body and charm the universe, rely on the virtual wind to step on the clouds and the sky".

This person is not someone else, it is Wang Ye no doubt.

Although he killed the man, it is not time to relax now.

Everyone in Jinxiu Village fainted in the marvellous fumes of Sangong.

If they are not treated, they will eventually turn into a pool of pus and blood after seven days and die on the spot! With this idea, Wang Ye is a little faster.

But in the blink of an eye, he came to the courtyard of Jinxiu Village.

However, when he fell, the whole person was dumbfounded.

Because he was seeing Doctor Zhu sitting alone in the table and chewing.

What kind of pork elbow sauce is eaten with and taken, and the mouth is full of oil.

At a glance, it looks very impressive.

? ? ?

Seeing this, Wang Ye couldn't help but be stunned.

What is the situation? Aren't all the people present have been dumped by Wanmiao San Gong Cigarette? How can this old Zhu miscellaneous hair still chew here?

Thinking of this, he looked at Dr. Zhu, opened the mouth and said: "Old Zhu, are you okay?"

"Do you think I'm in trouble?"

hearing this, Dr. Zhu glanced at Wang Ye, opened the mouth and said: "I was born in the King Valley of Medicine, what strange poison and evil medicine I haven't seen?"

"trifling Wan Miao San Gong smokes only, can it hurt me?"

As he said, Dr. Zhu put a chopsticks on sauced meat.

What am I...

Hearing this, Wang Ye cursed inwardly.

What day is it, this old miscellaneous hair still wants to eat? ! At the same time, he said: "Can't hurt you, did you faint just now?"

"If I don't faint, do I have to fight the enemy with you?"

Hearing Wang Ye's inquiry, Dr. Zhu shrugged his shoulders: "My man I am old, my old arms and legs are loose, so I shouldn’t do it..."

"So it’s normal to lie down and pretend to be dead, isn’t it normal?"

It's not surprising.

"Then you fucking don't save people!?"

At this point, Wang Ye continued to ask: "Still eating here?"

"Aren't you afraid of them being poisoned to death?"