Hearing Ziyi''s rude words, he saw those old monks with only an indifferent smile on their old faces.


    These five are all old antiques of Yinling temple. Ziyi''s position in Yinling temple is really extraordinary.


    "You boy, you always don''t understand etiquette. At least we are all your ancestors."


    However, at this time, the old monk standing on the right side of the five people spoke to his son.


    However, when he said these words, he was not strict with Ziyi''s tone.


    "Ah! It''s a withered old bald donkey!" Ziyi looked at the old monk, suddenly surprised and said:


    "I didn''t notice you when you didn''t talk.


    I said, it''s all four old guys. Why is there one more suddenly.


    Don''t you old bald donkey travel all the time? Why did you suddenly return to the hermit temple? When did you come back? "


    "You little bald donkey." Ziyi said that he was an old bald donkey. This is the withered old monk. He also gave him a "little bald donkey".


    Shi Feng looked at the quarrelling two people, looking at their bare heads and grinning indifferently.


    Although they were arguing, they were not angry. They were just bickering. Shi Feng naturally didn''t say much.


    They have their way of getting along and their way of life.


    It can be seen that although Ziyi is ostensibly rude to these old monks, these old monks are not angry.


    "You old bald donkey, we thought you were dead outside after running away for so long." Ziyi said again.


    "I have boundless Dharma. I don''t necessarily die in front of you."


    "Come on, come on, you''re going to step into the coffin with one foot."


    ……


    Shi Feng''s attention at this time was still the Soro stone lamp that had been gathering in the hands of the bitter fool.


    Only in this moment, there were several more cracks on the Soro stone lamp.


    His eyes kept staring until the Soro magic lamp successfully broke the stone.


    "Soon! It should be soon!" he murmured again.


    "Youming Shizu!" but just then, an old voice came from behind him.


    After hearing the sound, Shi Feng frowned suddenly.


    Obviously, he doesn''t like the person who makes that sound very much.


    "The abbot is silent!" said Shi Feng in his heart. Then he turned slowly and looked at the direction of the voice.


    Not far away, on the same golden sea of clouds, two figures are suspended.


    It was Yan Ji, the abbot of Yinling temple, and another old man with advanced cultivation in Yinling Temple who spoke falsely.


    "Masters!"


    Yan Ji and Yan Xu, with their hands folded, gave a Buddhist ceremony to the five old monks in this side.


    "Amitabha!" the four old monks also folded their hands and saluted back towards Yanji and Yanwu.


    The old monk, who quarreled with Ziyi, glanced at the silence and arrogance of the coming words, put away the frivolity on his old face, showed a touch of dignity and solemnity, and also shouted at him:


    "Amitabha!"


    Just in a moment, it was like a different person, showing the appearance of an eminent monk.


    Sometimes people are like this. Facing different people, they have different sides.


    These old monks may look serious now, but when they get along with each other, they may be different.


    From just now until now, the other four old monks Shi Feng saw all look like elders of Buddhism, but before, Ziyi always said that they had a strange temperament when they cracked the seal of solo.


    ……


    Shi Feng looked at Yan Ji and Yan Wei. At this time, he and their attention were all on him.


    Shi Feng opened his mouth and asked them, "are you looking for me?"


    Hearing this, Yanji nodded slowly and said, "exactly."


    Yan Xu didn''t make a sound, and then he nodded slowly to Shi Feng.


    Shi Feng frowned and said, "why?"


    Yan Ji didn''t beat around the Bush and directly replied, "for the decisive battle between Shenhuo palace and the holy land."


    "Hmm!" Yanji''s voice fell down, Yanwu nodded again and said to Shi Feng:


    "The battle between Shenhuo and the end of heaven involved countless forces and countless warriors.


    And the protoss who have been secretly eyeing.


    If this war really breaks out, life will be ruined. The poor monk and others really don''t want to see it.


    So the poor monk and others hope that the netherworld benefactor will help us and make every effort to prevent the outbreak of this war. "


    "Oh!" hearing this, Shi Feng grinned and said:


    "It was his divine fire palace that summoned all major forces to attack our holy land!


    I''m the holy land, but I''m the defensive side.


    You want to stop this war. Now you should go to the divine fire palace to stop it. "


    Yan Ji said, "I have a little understanding of the causes of this war. I don''t attack in a single way.


    On the other side of the divine fire palace, the poor monk and others will naturally do their best to find it. Now, I just hope that the netherworld benefactor can dissuade the holy master of the end of heaven.


    In addition to countless creatures being robbed in this war, you Ming benefactor should also know about the Protoss.


    If all the powers lose, and the protoss powers come to the divine war, then we will be powerless to stop!


    This will definitely be a great catastrophe in Shenzhan mainland. If so, Shenzhan will enter the dark era again! "


    "Protoss!" said Shi Feng softly.


    Hearing Yanji, the protoss is really a big problem.


    If this war really breaks out


    Thinking of these, Shi Feng frowned deeper and deeper.


    Originally, I wanted to go to Zhongao Shenzhou to participate in the war after the things here were handled.


    Now it seems that this war is not the time.


    Then, Shi Feng thought about it and said to Yan Ji and Yan lie:


    "If you two masters, you can stop the sacred fire palace, Tianjue holy land, kongxuan holy land, Xumi mountain and Tianyin holy land from attacking our holy land.


    I will not start a war on the holy land. "


    "If so, then I''ll bother you, benefactor Youming." Yanji said.


    "If a truce can really save countless people from danger, you will also be a great merit, benefactor Youming." Yan said falsely.


    "What merit? I''m not interested in it." Shi Feng said.


    For Shi Feng''s words, there was no fluctuation on Yan Ji''s old face.


    Yan Ji turned his head and said to Yan: "younger martial brother, for the sake of all the people in the world, you and I have gone together!"


    "Well, elder martial brother!" Yanwu nodded.


    Later, Yan Ji looked at Kuchi not far away and said to him, "Kuchi ancestor, in the next few days, you still need to work for the big and small affairs of Yinling temple."


    When Yanji said these words, a golden light shone in his right hand.


    The ancient Buddha Lord, one of the three most precious treasures of Yinling temple, appeared in his hands.


    Then, the ancient Buddha beads flew to Kuchi.


    Kuchi gently moved his right hand forward, grabbed the ancient Buddha beads into his hand and put them on the palm of his right hand.


    Then he saluted Yanji with one hand on his right hand and said, "Amitabha, go..."