"Don't fight, don't fight, the suppression skill is too aggrieved!"

The old monk Zhaobei got up and patted the dust on his buttocks, looked at Long Qingyu who had collected the sword, and couldn't help but say, "Boy, what kind of swordsmanship are you?"

He felt that there was an artistic conception in Long Qingyu's swordsmanship, just like a poem "If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight!"

It's an indescribable feeling, and I felt it when I was young, déjà vu, but it's too far away.

After the old monk finished speaking, he looked at Long Qingyu with a depressed expression, and he couldn't say a little melancholy.

"Senior, this is the kid's own name called 'Asking Love Sword Technique'" Long Qingyu said calmly after returning the sword to the sheath.

"Love, swordsmanship, good! I just hope I don't let down your fiancée. The old monk glanced at Xue Rubing, turned to Long Qingyu and said very seriously.

"The younger generation should remember that the kid has just offended a lot, and please don't blame the seniors. Long Qingyu said with a light smile when he heard this, and gladly accepted the old monk's kind reminder.

"It doesn't hinder it, the movement of old arms and legs is also good, hehe. The old monk Zhaobei waved his hand and said with a smile.

Long Qingyu felt a little embarrassed to stand here, and the competition ended here, so he clasped his fists and saluted, "Senior, if there is nothing to do, the junior will not bother." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing that Long Qingyu was about to walk to the edge of the stage, he suddenly said, "Boy, give you something!"

Long Qingyu took a booklet from the old monk's hand, picked it up and saw that it read, 'Fast and slow invincible fist!'

"Senior, this is?" Long Qingyu asked.

"Boy, I have never received an apprentice in my life, there is no true transmission of martial arts, this secret book is my own creation, not owned by a thousand temples. ”

"You kid, you are talented, this punch is given to you, but it complements each other, so I have no regrets in my heart. The old monk's eyes were filled with excitement and apprehension, because he didn't know whether the people agreed or not.

Seeing that Long Qingyu was holding the secret note in his hand, but he didn't speak, so he opened his mouth and said, "Are you worried that the monk will let you apprentice, the monk I am a monk, you are not, so as long as you don't bury this fist technique." ”

"Well, the junior might as well be respectful!" Long Qingyu said at this time, and he looked apologetic, to be honest, he was really afraid that he would accept him as a teacher.

I already have two masters, and it's not easy to explain to Master Kong again, and besides, wouldn't I want to be a monk, which is not good.

However, this kind of secret is the favorite of the old-timers, and the monks in those temples will be happy for a lifetime if they want to get any guidance from him. It's obvious how valuable this secret is.

It is inevitable that I am tempted, and when I was fighting just now, I had to observe it, although the old monk did not have the upper hand when he used it, it was because he used the 'Nine Xuan Fingers'.

The reason why the 'fast and slow invincible boxing' fell behind in the end is because this kind of boxing method can be fully exerted when the realm is at its highest.

"Hehe, it's good! ”

"Let's go, go out with the monk. ”

"Good!"

An old man jumped off the platform and walked out, Xue Rubing and Ning Er were actually forgotten there, but the two of them also got up and followed Long Shao.

"In this way, you have also seen this stinky fortune teller, because it is a family heirloom, I didn't teach you martial arts, it seems that my vision is not bad!" The old monk couldn't hide the smug look on his face after hearing that the old man of the dead machine also admired this kid.

"It's my honor to be appreciated by my predecessors!" Long Qingyu said very humbly, and he naturally had to compliment him a little more when he got the benefits of others.

"Huh!"

"By the way, Dragon Boy, you are a stinky beggar who drinks and eats well, and I, you don't mean it. The old monk Zhaobei suddenly touched his lips and teased.

This time, I committed myself to suppressing my strength and moving my arms and legs with this kid, which was very good for this kid, and in the end, I gave him a secret book, but it was bleeding again.

"It's easy! It's not almost noon! It's better to hit the day than to hit the day, and it's today. Long Qingyu laughed twice when he heard this, he dared to compare himself with this matter, I really don't understand what you old antiques think.

"Yes, old man, your feast is on me. ”

"Whatever you want to eat, you can eat vegetarian dishes and porridge. Xue Rubing listened to the stubble and said.

"I'm tired of eating all this, and I want to enjoy the treatment of that stinky beggar, I don't know how?" the old monk Zhaobei shook his head and said with an inquiring meaning.

"You are a monk who still wants to drink wine and eat meat, I really don't know if your head was kicked by a horse or a donkey. Blame. The little maid Ning'er couldn't help but laugh and teased.

"No wonder there are so many monks of wine and meat in Qiansi, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, hum!" Ning Er pointed at Sang and scolded Huaidao.

"I don't dare to agree with this, if you want to say that the precepts in the Thousand Temples are very strict, except for the master and apprentice of Wanhai, there are also the thousand statues abducted by you, and the disciples in the other temples are decent. The old monk pursed his lips and said disapprerovingly.

Long Qingyu next to him smiled awkwardly when he heard this, in the final analysis, this matter is a little unauthentic, although the old monk did not blame himself explicitly, but the implication was that this meal was to be eaten anyway.

The four of them just talked and walked out of the martial arts hall with a smile, and the disciples outside the martial arts hall who watched it were extremely red-eyed, and the master and uncle had not been so close to people for many years.

Until the four of them left, the disciples outside the Yanwu Hall rushed into the hall frantically, expecting some surprise to discover.

…………

"Ahh

Far away in a room in the Dragon-shaped Villa, Ma Ming and Lu Hao were drinking in the room.

"Senior brother, do you have a cold?" Lu Hao said very unexpectedly.

"Recently, my martial arts have improved, and my health is good, so I can't ...... it. ”

"Ahh

Before Ma Ming's words were finished, Lu Hao on the other side couldn't help but sneeze, rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "Senior brother, I was infected by you." ”

"It's impossible! Look at me, I breathe smoothly, my nose breathes very happily, and my body is not cold. ”

"Well, don't say I'm too, it's like a cold. ”

"Could it be that little girl scolding us behind our backs? Ma Ming suddenly muttered with understanding.

"Can't be wrong, it must be that little girl who came up with evil nature, and she didn't open the door in her mouth. Lu Hao also nodded and hummed, the two brothers couldn't be more familiar with Ning Er's temperament.

"Don't talk about this girl, her mouth is foaming morning and night. Ma Ming waved his hand and picked up the wine glass and said.

"Yes, yes, yes, foaming at the mouth. Lu Hao also picked up his wine glass and collided with Ma Ming.

(End of chapter)