The complete version of the Yijin Sutra, Su Liu has already obtained.

The rest is the real secret of Shaolin: "The Washing of the Marrow Sutra", this volume of the scriptures that Master Fang Zheng kept secret, but it was not available at this time, and Su Liu did not think that the original name of this nameless Rama Neigong should be called "The Washing of the Marrow Sutra".

Easy tendon to wash the marrow, easy to wash the marrow, this is the secret of Shaolin, although there is a depth, but there is really no other.

When I heard it, the Buddha told Su Bodhi. The work of Yi Jin has been completed, and only then can it be done.

In fact, the original Fang Zheng master's eyes were hot, because only when the "Yijin Sutra" was cultivated to that realm, could he achieve something in the "Washing the Marrow Sutra".

Yi Jin strengthens his own bone meridians, washes the marrow and leads the vitality of heaven and earth to condense the dragon pillar and hundreds of acupuncture points around the body, when Su Liu first got the half of the "Washing the Marrow Sutra", it was the time of the rough and shallow martial arts, although Rama has the reputation of being reborn with broken limbs, but it was later confirmed that it was just a false rumor, where did he know that there would be so many wonderful uses?

In the strange eyes of everyone, Su Liu listened quietly, according to Master Fang Zheng, after the completion of this legendary marrow washing Sutra, there is also a wonderful mystery, not much worse than the Yijin Sutra, and it can stick to the Mingtai original spirituality, wash away all the filth in the heart of the body, and no longer be disturbed by any psychedelic objects, or such as the realm of Buddhism Vajra Bodhisattva.

And so it was, and it was huge. Because the difference between the Washing the Pulp Sutra and the Yijin Sutra is that the Washing Pulp Sutra seems to be able to cleanse people's spirits, but when it comes to the spirit, it is shallow and deep, Su Liuzong is still a little inferior, this soul is great ~ The law is just a way for him to get in touch with the spiritual big ~ law.

Wash the marrow, wash the marrow, since there is no chance to get it today. I don't know when I can read it.

After listening to Master Fang Zheng, Su Liu realized that he only had one volume of the Yijin Sutra this time, although it was already a great gain. It's just that people's hearts are not enough, and snakes swallow elephants. Delong Wangshu is also talking about Su Liu at this time.

Master Fang Zheng saw Su Liuyin's moving expression, and smiled slightly, now he really detached himself, let go of success and failure, and did not stick to all vulgar troubles, even for a hidden demon like Su Liu, this has nothing to do with anything else. It is the sublimation of his own realm, and the point is to transform Suliudue.

Mount Tai Jade Emperor top sun view peak, Master Fang Zheng Buddhist scriptures recitation. Lang Lang was like a lion roaring and spring thunder roared, Su Liu sat cross-legged under the guard of Lin Pingzhi and Drizzle, someone moved, but finally restrained his hands and feet.

A horrible skeleton on the ground. It sounded the alarm for everyone.

At this point, whoever steps forward first. Who will die! ……

At the top of Mount Tai, Su Liu suppressed the heroes alone; Under Mount Tai, I don't know how many people are melancholy and frustrated.

The unruly Ling Hu Chong carried a pot of wine in his hand, his steps were leisurely but scattered, and he walked casually with one foot on the left and one step on the right step between the mountain roads, and he was unconscious of the mud and mud after the rain in the muddy puddle accumulated on the ground, without the slightest trace of the demeanor of the head of the Huashan faction. There is only unspeakable depression and resentment that no one knows.

I have refined the Huashan Zixia Divine Skill and have already entered the hall. He also got the unparalleled swordsmanship Dugu Jiujian True Intent, although he couldn't watch the world's sword break the world's martial arts and was invincible in the world from then on, but he didn't expect that he was not Su Liu's enemy of a sword.

It's a real sword, and it's not as good as a sword!

After three years of hard work, it seems that it is really a joke, what a joke!

Ling Hu Chong has always been an open-minded and uninhibited person, of course, he is also a person who does not love to be responsible, at this time, he was even more afraid of seeing the disappointed eyes of Yue Buqun and the little junior sister, so he quietly withdrew from the crowd and went down Mount Tai alone.

He didn't know where he wanted to go or where he was going, he just walked down with his wine in a daze, just wanting to get away from this dispute, and just wanted to go as far as possible.

The rivers and lakes are not the rivers and lakes of Su Liu, I don't know how many people are standing at the bottom, or at the peak, and there are also those who are like the undefeated East and the Sword Saint Feng Qingyang.

Tian Boguang is also near Mount Tai.

He himself is not a master standing at the top, and of course he cannot be regarded as a low-level figure.

The Flying Sand Walking Stone Thirteen Style Knife Technique is really unique and exquisite, after he got half of the evil sword path and then changed it to the Wind Flying Sand Knife Road, Tian Boguang's mind floated again, and there was always an evil fire that rushed straight to his heart: With my current sword cultivation, I'm afraid that I can't suppress that person? What kind of knife slave, with a slave word in the font size, it was driven by a teenager with a yellow mouth, and he couldn't taste the taste of a woman again, this life is really meaningless, it's really a bird breath!

Who is the person in his mouth, it is naturally Su Liu.

If he didn't meet Su Liu, Tian Boguang might still be a bad guy and chaste at this time, and he would be bent on finding flowers.

In the past, Su Liuti knife control sword, it can be said that there is no end, lofty remarks, convinced this reckless flower thief, three years, but this time can not be maintained, although Tian Boguang broke the male ~ root, but the idea of competing with Su Liu's heart still lingers.

He had forgotten who gave him half of the evil sword technique, so Tian Boguang clenched the long knife at his waist, but his expression was slightly surprised.

Tian Boguang saw Ling Hu Chong......

At the foot of Mount Tai, dressed in red, standing quietly beside the road.

There were hundreds of dead soldiers behind the red clothes, and their eyes were green, like bloodthirsty wolves.

Murderous!

The smiles of Tian Boguang and Ling Huchong, who were familiar at first sight, stiffened, and their expressions froze, and the two immediately stopped drinking, and also stopped walking, one clenched the sword in his hand, and the other sneered.

"Eh, there are two more damn people here, do you think it's okay to kill them?"

The red-shirted man's fingers were slender and white like jade carving, but his face was covered with red yarn, he swept his sideburns with one hand, and then clicked the void in front of him, as if he was full of tenderness and resentment, and only whispered to his lover.

Around his fingers was an embroidery needle that was thinner than a cow's hair.

Ling Hu Chong and Tian Boguang looked at each other, they searched in their minds, and they were a little more creepy in their hearts, there are definitely not many people who like to wear red shirts in the rivers and lakes in the past three years, and it can even be said that there are none.

Like, that's the only one.

That person was the leader of the Demon Sect three years ago, sitting alone on the Black Wood Cliff, known as "the sun rises in the east, only I am undefeated" in the east.

"Okay, now that my sword skills are complete, I will kill you first, give back a life, and then go to Mount Tai to find that little calf's nose to settle accounts."

Tian Boguang was furious, slapped his knife and screamed: "That red-shirted thief, come and kowtow to grandpa, and leave your whole corpse." ”

Compared with Tian Boguang's madness, Ling Hu Chong was a little more cautious, and was about to hold Tian Boguang and tell him to pay attention to the fact that Tian Boguang, who had met him at first sight before, had already carried his unique footwork, like a sharp arrow through the air, shooting straight at this red-shirted man who was standing quietly and suspected of being undefeated in the East.

What a familiar feeling! Ling Hu Chong was slightly stunned.

This knife moves with people, the sword light is like a match, flying frost and snow, so that Hu Chong's heart is suddenly clear, and he finally figured out where this familiar but unfamiliar feeling comes from: his master, Yue Buqun!

The martial arts of these two people are almost like each other, and the rapid explosion is even more similar to Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship.

"Brother Tian said that he practiced to ward off evil spirits, it turned out. It turns out that the master has already practiced the sword technique of warding off evil spirits! ”

Ling Hu Chong's heart was in a trance, this time he was distracted, but he heard a sharp scream in his ears, he hurriedly turned his gaze, and when he turned his gaze, he couldn't keep up with the movement speed of that red shadow, only to see that red shadow almost exploded at a speed beyond mortal dust, several times faster than Tian Boguang's swift wind!

What kind of speed is this?

What a terrible speed!

A little star chill poked out from the fingertips of the red shirt, gently piercing.

Linghu Chong was arrogant, leaned into a long sword, and roared like thunder: "Brother Tian, I'll save you!" ”

As soon as he made a move, he was Dugu Nine Swords, although Dugu Nine Swords had not yet been completed, it was already his biggest weapon and reliance on to break the enemy. It's just that halfway through the sword, Ling Hu Chong was shocked to find a terrible thing that made him jaw-dropping:

Tian Boguang, the sword slave of the Purple Killing Sword Hall, actually opened his eyes angrily, even his mouth was wide open, and the knife in his hand was still slashing Huashan Fei and turning around, holding it in the air, and suddenly even the person with the knife stood still.

In an instant, the long knife fell to the ground with a thud.

Linghu Chong was stunned and shouted, "Brother Tian, what's wrong with you?" ”

Tian Boguang didn't answer his question, how can a dead man speak?

A plump drop of red blood between his eyebrows slid gently to the ground. This flower thief, who is known for his quick knives and light skills, was famous in life and unknown after death, and he didn't even have a move from this red-shirted man.

Could it be that this undefeated martial arts in the East is really invincible in the world!?

Ling Hu Chong's heart was indescribably shocked, and an indescribable crisis stimulus in his heart, Zixia's magic skills suddenly erupted, the long sword was clear and roared, and several sword flowers bloomed, directly taking a few key points in the back of the person's heart, and after the red shirt passed by Tian Boguang, his body did not move, and he smiled in a low smile: "Your swordsmanship is good, but you still damn it." ”

Before he finished his sentence, Ling Hu Chong saw his figure suddenly fold, but as soon as he moved, the embroidery needle in his hand moved, and a needle flew through and pointed at the tip of Ling Hu Chong's sword.

Linghu Chong's internal organs were burned like thunder, but he laughed loudly, turned his wrist, and the sword light suddenly became a little faster, and of course Dongfang's undefeated shot also had flaws, which could not only see the flaws, but also when the strong attack was suppressed, the boundless sword light danced.

You've never faced the East undefeated, and you'll never know how fast he is.

You don't know until you die.

Linghu Chong's nine swords were fully displayed, but it had the same ending as Tian Boguang, with a little red blood between his eyebrows, full and slippery, like a vertical pupil on his forehead.

At this time, he still had his last breath left in his heart, and he didn't think about anything, just opened the flask and took another sip.

One last sip of wine.

"Good wine deserves death!"

(To be continued.) )

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