"After Zhang Wuji learned the magic skills, he still knows that he will leave a 'Zhang Wuji buried here', and Duan Yu's appearance is inevitably too ugly." Song Qingshu was slandered, and when he thought of Zhang Wuji again, he was in a bad mood.

"I seem to remember that the fairy sister in the picture scroll is not a wisp, demonstrating the direction of each acupuncture point by example," Song Qingshu suddenly showed a smile of understanding when he thought about it, they are all men, and they must be treasured by themselves, and they are reluctant to leave it to others to see.

Now that Duan Yu has learned the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu, I don't know if he has learned the Six Veins Divine Sword.

The Nine Yin True Scripture's I Ching Forging Bone Chapter can make people practice internal strength much faster than ordinary people, and now Song Qingshu is carrying the Nine Yin True Scripture and the Divine Zhao Sutra, and he thinks that his internal strength should be enough to cast the Six Veins Divine Sword.

Dali people are devoted to the Buddha, as soon as they heard that he was going to Tianlong Temple, passers-by were enthusiastic to guide the way, but when Song Qingshu came to Tianlong Temple, it was already dark.

"Now that the brooms of the various sects and factions of the martial arts are cherished tightly, this six-vein divine sword is not even passed on to the disciples of the Duan style layman, so it must be impossible for me to borrow it." Song Qingshu thought about it, he couldn't use the skills he would know at a glance, and he had to be a gentleman on the beam once, he didn't have the psychological burden of stealing, anyway, he didn't steal it, just read it once, can it be regarded as stealing?

Rotate around the wall of Tianlong Temple, find a secluded place, jump gently, Song Qingshu fell into it silently, hidden all the way, while exploring and finding, passing through the Qingdu Yaotai, Wutianjing, Sanyuan Palace, Tushi Temple, Yuhua Courtyard, Pranyo Terrace, came to a few pine houses, and the feeling of resplendor along the way is very different, Song Qingshu's heart moved, I am afraid that this is the place where the wall of the book is withered.

Cautiously jumped to the roof and gently uncovered a tile, Song Qingshu's brows suddenly furrowed.

It turned out that the six monks in the room were sitting on the futons around them, with a serene expression and a long breath, and they looked like skilled practitioners.

"It's not easy to do now," Song Qingshu exhaled involuntarily, "The six monks of Tianlong are all here, and Gu Mozhi can't take it by force, I'm afraid it's even more hopeless."

"Since Your Excellency is here, why don't you show up to meet you?" As soon as the monk facing the wall in the room finished speaking, his thumb was raised, and a scorching sword qi shot out, Song Qingshu was shocked, and he stepped on the roof, spun around his body, and landed safely in the house.

"Visiting your temple late at night, there are many offends, and I hope that a few seniors Haihan." As soon as Song Qingshufu landed, Shi Shiran bowed.

The monks in the room had already opened their eyes and looked at him with solemnity, but Zen Master Kurong was still facing the wall and sneered: "Although Your Excellency is respectful in his words, his deeds are sneaky, I don't know what Your Excellency is doing when you visit late at night."

Song Qingshu hesitated slightly, it seemed that it was hopeless to learn the scriptures quietly, so he had to follow Gu Mozhi's example, and said nonsense: "Although it is ugly, I have also heard that the six-vein divine sword of your temple is the first sword in the world. Let's see who is the number one swordsman in the world."

Several monks in the house listened to his words, and they all discussed, Huashan Sword Saint is clear, famous and shocking the rivers and lakes, known as the first master of the sword in the world, his Dugu Nine Sword monks have been fascinated for a long time, today I heard Song Qingshu mention, but many people have more thoughts.

Ku Rong did not move at all, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "Your Excellency wants to see the Six-Vein Divine Sword, why do you need to read the sword spectrum? The poor monks, although their martial arts are low, they can also learn the fur of the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and I hope Your Excellency will give you advice."

It seems that Gu Mozhi has already come to Tianlong Temple, Song Qingshu sighed in his heart, or fell behind the plot, only to see the monks secretly standing in the middle of the field, surrounding themselves in the middle, and hurriedly smiled bitterly: "It seems that the King of Dalun Ming has visited your temple, and the rumors that the six-vein divine sword and sword spectrum were burned are indeed true.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other, and their hearts were shocked, how did he know about such a secret matter? Ben Chen, who was the Emperor of Baoding before, was worried about the safety of his nephew Duan Yu, and said anxiously: "Such a secret matter, since Your Excellency knows it so clearly, it must have something to do with Gu Mozhi, please stay." After saying that, the ring finger was a little, and a slap shot out of the sword.

Song Qingshu couldn't wait to slap himself with a big mouth at this time, and said goodbye, he had to pretend to sigh the plot, this time he was struck by thunder, right?

Although the heart is annoyed, the body is not slow, a dodge to dodge Ben Chen's sword.

Song Qingshu was forced to be unbearable, although the six-vein divine sword was formless, but fortunately, it could be peeked into from the fingers of the sword of the people.

The light travels in a straight line, and Song Qingshu noticed that the angle of each person's fingers when using the sword can roughly guess from where the six-vein divine sword will shoot from, so although it rolls on the ground and is unbearable, it can be regarded as a thrill, thanks to the junior high school physics teacher

"Good body method!" Zen Master Kurong, who had never made a move, praised it, and raised his thumbs with both hands, and the Shaoshang swordsmanship came out immediately.

Kurong Zen Master's cultivation is really a lot higher than the other five monks, although the other five monks have made the sword qi horizontal, but under Song Qingshu's snake-shaped turning over body method of the Nine Yin True Scripture, there is no way to really hurt Song Qingshu in the slightest. [,!] The gap between the change of body shape, the old force is old, and the new force is not born.

Because he still had to dodge the sword qi of the other five monks, Song Qingshu's movement angle on the ground was actually sealed by the two swords of Kurong, and he had no choice but to take the risk and rise into the air.

Ku Rong smiled slightly, he had expected that two swords would shoot out quickly, and at this time, Song Qingshu was in mid-air, and there was no place to borrow his strength, and he would be seriously injured and captured if he was hit by a sword.

Song Qingshu's expression was solemn, panicked but not chaotic, the toe of his left foot stepped on the instep of his right foot, and he rose a few feet out of thin air, just dodging the two swords of Kurong.

The left hand drew a semicircle, and the right hand rolled out with a palm, which was the "Kanglong has regrets" of the eighteen palms of the dragon, Ku Rong felt a wave of majestic qi surging, and he had just released the sword qi and the internal breath had not been fully adjusted, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he quickly got up and flashed to the side, only to see that the futon in the original place was scattered by the palm wind, and he was shocked: "Eighteen palms of the dragon?"