"You pedantic bald monks. In order to save your beloved disciples, can't you even agree to such conditions?"

In the center of the main hall, under his heroic sword eyebrows, there were a pair of eyes as bright as cold stars. On his handsome, well-defined face, there was a glint of wisdom.

It's just that he was carrying Takein's white arms, with a cold sword blade on his neck, as if as long as he moved as he pleased, Takeyin's slightly cold sweaty neck would immediately fall to the ground.

Zhu Yin couldn't have imagined how the man who was originally full of gratitude could completely change into a person after entering the Purple Fire Temple.

Sure enough, he is a madman, and he can't even do what he wants.

He thought it to himself.

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the expression that glanced at everyone was haughty, and there was a touch of contempt in his cold eyes.

"Sword Wuyan, I advise you to die of this heart, you dare to try to get involved in my Shaolin mastery, it's just wishful thinking. ”

"What a madman!"

"Who is that Jian Wuyan, I think Zhuchen Ancestor seems to be a little jealous of him. ”

"He, I also heard from the former senior brother, I heard others say that he is the most outstanding kendo genius of the young generation in the Xuanyuan Dynasty for thousands of years, and his master is the Dugu swordsman Li Kongxu who made the three major Huai realms frightened. ”

There were a lot of noisy voices in the main hall, all discussing the fearless sword Wuwu sitting in the main hall, and the latter's face with a wicked smile was a look of victory.

Most of these sweeping glances were a little tentative and fearful, but I didn't know that when the people in the crowd who were familiar with Jian Wuyan's background said this, those tentative eyes immediately showed a look of surprise and envy.

and jealousy.

Even when they reach a state where they are not troubled by the world, they will still be frustrated by the high-spirited and amazing talents of their peers.

"How's that! My conditions are not a particularly unreasonable request, as far as I know, your Shaolin swordsmanship is not shown except for the Shaolin Chuangshan Kendo, and other swordsmanship as long as it is a Shaolin disciple will be involved. A sly smile appeared on his face.

"In this case, I only need all the Shaolin swordsmanship that you have announced, and as for your Chuangshan Sword Dao, I only need the first two pages, of course, this is already my biggest concession. He turned around and smiled at everyone, a grim smile that flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Why do you think I will hand over these things that have been kept secret by our Shaolin for the sake of a disciple who has not even entered my Shaolin. His eyes flickered, and his body was already slowly coming.

Everyone is eye-catching.

"And do you know who you're talking to right now? Do you think it's just that you can hand over these swordsmanship from me? Even if your master comes, you have to give me a few points. The monks don't speak, so I want the donor to do what he can. ”

He silently looked him up and down, his leisurely gaze drifting around his body. In the strange eyes, there is a shallow inquiry.

But everyone knows that this weird-tempered old man is really angry.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"Then it seems that the senior rejected my proposal, then I think the senior is also ready to let the apprentice sacrifice. ”

A sword intent soared into the sky in his somewhat ugly smile. The face covered with the cold light of the forest was slashed down with thousands of piercing and sharp wind-breaking sounds, and the sound hovered in the Purple Fire View Hall.

The majestic sword intent that filled the center of the main hall directly made those disciples in the main hall breathless, and most of their faces were flushed, because they were faintly fighting against the killing intent that had turned into substance, and their faces were embarrassed.

"Humph!"

"Do you think that just by relying on you, you can hurt my future Shaolin master" Zhuchen laughed instead of anger, the hand on crutches was a little sword boundless, and there were hundreds of sword sounds that let out a tragic wail, and the sword intent suddenly sank

Zhu Chen snorted lightly in his mouth, and the chanting sound in his mouth was loud, and a breath of Buddha spirit that seemed to be able to break through all the good in the world, behind the huge Buddha statue that was full of "swastikas", there was a golden light that was replaced by golden words, Ling Ran erupted.

And the huge red and white robe is blowing without wind, and there is a stream of Zen through the Buddha statue, full of the power of the mantra to break through the flood, and turn into a gray-brown ancient monument and fall down continuously.

The blade that was about to penetrate into his neck couldn't go down any further, he looked at it coldly, and pulled out the golden long sword in the sheath that could no longer suppress the sword qi in his body.

The faint red face, the sword shadow, accompanied by the rhythm of embattled......

"Break it for me!" Sen Leng's sword light flashed in mid-air, and the golden "swastika" character on the stone tablet quickly dimmed, making a "bang" sound, and it was about to be a golden sword light, which quickly extended from the surface of the stone tablet to the entire stone tablet.

"Stop me!" the little place that seemed to be completely ignored, the lonely boy, but he mustered up the courage to cry out loudly.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and the bamboo-dyed bamboo green bamboo side all looked at the lonely young man, and suddenly there was only the echo of Zhuyin's shouting in this world.

"Zhuchen Ancestor, I can go with you. But please let him go and give him everything he wants. The boy said these words in a shocking voice in full view of everyone.

Zhu Ran just wanted to stop Zhu Yin's words that didn't go through his brain, but he was neither too late nor fast, when he heard in mid-air, Zhu Chen, who had always been in the upper hand, laughed angrily: "Zhu Chen, do you know what you are going to say?"

Even when he was tired of dealing with the bamboo dust, Jian Wuyan, the figure couldn't help but stop, and glanced at Zhu Yin inexplicably.

Although his expression was painful, his dim eyes could not hide his perseverance and perseverance.

"If it weren't for him, I would probably have died in the hands of the Gu family, so whether he was motivated by good intentions or wanted to use me, I, Zhuyin, only believed that he did save me, and without him, I wouldn't have died in the wilderness. A bleak smile appeared on his face.

"Good, good, good!" Zhuchen laughed and said three times in a row, and his voice seemed to spread thousands of miles away.

There was a little more approval in his eyes.

"Sword Wuyan, come to my Shaolin and I will fulfill my promise, but if you want me Shaolin Chuangshan Kendo, let your master come to me in person. ”

"Thank you. The moment he turned his head, he took a deep look at Takekuin again, his expression was complicated, at least he didn't know what the source of that feeling of pity was, but he knew it now.

It was a voice like myself, wanting to get out of my own way.

"That sword said goodbye! Take-in, we are destined to meet again. ”

He finally had no strength to brace himself, and his body was weak in the main hall, so unconscious.

"Take him back to Shaolin. He said lightly.

"Yes!" Zhu Qing bowed slightly and replied.

After another three weeks of sleeplessness, Lingzhu Peak was calm.

Zhou Yusheng, who was lying on the wooden bed, frowned as if he had an omen, and woke up from the difficult dream like waking up from a dream.

"You're awake. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Luo Xue's cold gaze, that cold and indifferent tone, but with a different kind of expectation and relief to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Where's Senior Brother Zhuyin?" his anxious gaze kept sweeping through the room, as if he was looking for someone, and as if he was afraid of losing something.

The air suddenly fell silent

Luo Xue hesitated for a while, not daring to look at Zhou Yusheng, only then did she sort out her thoughts and withdraw the sadness on her face from her eyes.

"He went back to Shaolin, and it is estimated that he ...... Will never come back. She finished almost intermittently.

"Really? That's good. Since Senior Brother Zhuyin has a home, I also have to work hard to catch up with Zhuyin's footsteps" His eyes dodged, and he smiled with satisfaction At the same time, he put away the tears in the corners of his eyes, snorted, and stood up from the bed with difficulty

"When you return to Huainan, you will always have a chance to meet Shaolin," she comforted.

He stood up, because he hadn't walked on the ground for too long, and as soon as his feet stood on the ground, his body shook, and he couldn't control his body's center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Luo Xue stretched out her hand to support Zhou Yusheng, and only then did she barely regain her footing.

"Was it really the Spirit Bamboo Worm that you killed with your own hands that day?" Luo Xue looked at Zhou Yusheng, her curious gaze seemed to be about to burst out of her eyes, she knew that it was unreasonable to ask such a question, but she was still very curious.

Zhou Yusheng held his forehead, in front of a whirling scene, the memory of that day seemed to be fragmented, no matter how his brain recalled, the memory of that day was like a blank.

The body that regained its footing, as if it had lost its center of gravity, suddenly froze, remembered something, and ran outside.

"The autumn wind sweeps away the leaves. ”

"What?" Luo Xue followed out worriedly, watching the fallen leaves being scattered by the autumn wind, she seemed to have an epiphany with the brightness of Zhou Yusheng.

"No, it's a feeling. When I held the sword that day, I felt the same way as the Dharma swordsmanship that Senior Brother Takein taught me. He said with a solemn expression.

"Do you want to try it?" Luo Xue asked.

"At that time, if what Senior Brother Zhuyin said was right, then the Dharma sword technique was actually a sword technique that took oneself as the origin, and the body method seemed to be invisible, gathering sword qi and attracting the direction of the wind. ”

The evening of summer always comes quickly, and before the water vapor evaporated by the sunlight on the mountains is dissipated, the sun sets over the western mountains.