Nanshan is south, and there is more snow in Nanshan
The red-robed man saw that Zhang Yannian was gone, and said to Chen: "He is gone, do we still need to do it?"
Lichen stared at the red-robed man, carefully looked at it from top to bottom, looked at it with very strange eyes for a while, and then said word by word: "But my apprentice was still knocked to the ground by you, so I can only continue to work with you until you also fall like my apprentice." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
The red-robed man looked at Chen's very serious appearance, felt funny in his heart, and smiled contemptuously: "Then what nonsense, if you have the ability, come here!"
"Well, then I'll do it," Lichen continued to say very seriously, his hands were folded, his shoulder-length eyebrows were windless, and the floor tiles under his feet were like the shape of a spider's web, shattered and collapsed, exuding a supreme majesty, just like a Buddha who had descended into the world standing quietly. This majesty, even in the most ordinary posture, makes it impossible for ordinary people in this world to look directly.
Before the red robe could see what was going on, he saw that it was hit into the temple like a cannonball, half of the temple collapsed, and the red-robed man was buried.
Lin Qingxuan and the green-robed man who were fighting in the temple stagnated, obviously stunned by the sudden loss of half of the temple, and were just about to step back and untie the fight to see what the situation was.
But it was said that it was another "!!boom", Lin Qingxuan felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and the green-robed man was like a cannonball, smashing down the remaining half of the temple and Buddha statues. Lin Qingxuan didn't have time to withdraw his hand, slapped a palm at the green-robed man, slapped it on the figure in front of him, and then there was a burst of dizziness, and he also drew an arc in the air and flew away.
Lin Qingxuan's heart was chilled, this is also a bit too terrifying, he has always boasted that except for Zhang Tianxing's knife in this world, I am afraid that no one can threaten his life. I didn't expect that this dust, which usually looks mediocre in kung fu, actually has the internal force that can shake his own air, which shows the depth of his hidden cultivation.
Lin Qingxuan whirled around at an incredible angle in the air and stood back in place.
Lin Qingxuan looked at the dust with a smile and said, "You are very powerful." β
Lichen clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows: "You just didn't use a sword, and I still have self-knowledge for those few strokes of mine." β
"You are so modest, didn't the Buddha tell you that modesty is also a shamble?"
"What's there to talk about, you and I haven't beaten yet, I think my cultivation is insufficient, what does this have to do with words. β
Lin Qingxuan was speechless, because he was speechless for a while.
Lichen patted the dust on his body seriously, and walked to Yundun, who fell to the ground, and then used his staggered hand to quickly treat the injured Yundun.
Lin Qingxuan also came out and looked at Chen's technique and said, "You can control your own strength to the extreme, it seems that your cultivation is far above my expectations." β
Lichen said lightly: "Cultivation is a positive result, and I haven't seen my true nature, how can I be extreme?"
Lin Qingxuan didn't understand Chen's words, but he dared to believe that this dust could appear at the foot of this Nanshan Mountain, and he would definitely appear when he came to the Nanshan Martial Arts Association.
It's just that an unexpected thing seems to have happened in front of him, Zhang Yannian is gone.
Lin Qingxuan subconsciously looked at the ruins of the small temple, and the dust interrupted Lin Qingxuan's thoughts: "Amitabha, you have to spare people and spare people, my Buddha is merciful, and I hope not to kill again." β
Lin Qingxuan turned his head, looked at the dust who had healed Yundun Yungong, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Then it will be as you want, but the child who flew out just now seems to be gone?"
Lichen said lightly: "All causes have causes, if I come and you come, I go to you, the lives of all living beings have been determined by heaven, and since they have arisen, there must be a cause, no need to ask, no need to find, each has its own life." β
Lin Qingxuan muttered and repeated Chen's words: "No need to ask, no need to find." In the end, he jumped up and ran away, but he began to read silently in his mouth: "Since Zhang Tianxing was able to defeat me back then, this cause has been planted, and I think there will be a result sooner or later."
Lichen was beside the ruined temple, and in addition to Yun Dun, who was already able to stand up, there were two seriously injured people, who were the people in green robes and red robes. At this time, the moonlight shone on the dust like water, and the scattered qi converged, and the wind blew, blowing away the slender white eyebrows, and a kind face was full of peace.
Under the moonlight, a sturdy figure carried a child in his armpit, and ran all the way up in the snow of Nanshan.
And all the way through, there is really no trace of stepping on the snow.
The steep terrain and thick snow of the entire Nanshan Mountain did not cause any obstacle to this middle-aged man with a small child, who was still walking like a fly.
After a long time, at the highest peak of Nanshan, the middle-aged man finally arrived, and he put down the child in his armpit.
Nanshan is south, and there is more snow in Nanshan.
The top of this South Mountain is not like a sword, but there is a large open space.
Not everyone can come to this open space, only a few peerless masters in the world come to this absolute martial arts after the World Martial Arts Conference is held every five years.
The child who was caught all the way was Zhang Yannian in the broken temple.
"Why do you pretend to be asleep when you are awake? The middle-aged man said.
Zhang Yannian stood up and looked at the person in front of him coldly.
This person's thick hair covers half of his face, and his thick beard covers his neck and chin, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly, but according to Zhang Yannian's guess, this person must have a rough and disgusting face under his thick hair, which is obviously inseparable from the first image of taking himself up the mountain.
"Your body is tender ......"
This sentence pierced Zhang Yannian's heart deeply, and Zhang Yannian, who was pierced, felt a thousand kinds of sadness for a while, and he instinctively thought, "Is this going to eat me, is this person with thick hair going to eat me?"
He stood there motionless.
Seeing Zhang Yannian's expression, the man realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his words, and said in an almost explainatory tone: "I mean you need to exercise......
Zhang Yannian put his mind at ease, "Since you won't die, then everything is easy to say." β
"I noticed you before, before the dust monk came, you had good bones, and you were very suitable to follow me to learn my exercises. The man was halfway through his words, looked at Zou Zheng, his emotions were mixed with a little embarrassment, and he said a little slurred: "You should understand what I mean." β
"Understood. β
"Then what do you mean by me?" the man asked with a serious look.
"You want me to worship you as a teacher. β
"Hmm"
Zhang Yannian smiled, and then looked at the man very seriously: "Why should I worship you as a teacher?"
"Quite simply, my knife has never been matched. The man was still serious.
Zhang Yannian paused, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Although I just listened to you say it alone, I actually believed it, but I believed you, but my eyes have never seen it, and it doesn't feel the same as what I see with my own eyes every time, you should also understand what I mean." β
"I see!"