Chapter 167: Xuanming Divine Palm?
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Outside the stone room, Crazy Nine still hugged his shoulders with his hands, and the knotted muscles on his arms and shoulders were as straight as hard stones.
He still looked expressionless and didn't care about anyone, and his body was like an iron tower, blocking the doorway of the stone room.
If Su stays here, he will definitely slander "facial paralysis".
Qingsong and Baiyun are also on the edge of the Crazy Nine.
Qing Song's slightly chubby face was a little red, and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, he stretched out his chubby little hand and wiped it away, looking at Bai Yun beside him blankly, and said, "Bai Yun, how many other fellow disciples are secretly watching outside the door?" ”
"I just saw it, Senior Brother Ye's people seem to have gone back."
Bai Yun said softly, suddenly feeling that his throat was a little dry, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the Crazy Nine with a bitter and hateful face, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Crazy Nine, what is this." ”
He raised a silk silk in his hand and gestured.
Bai Yun Xiaodaotong didn't expect Crazy Nine to answer his question, because the cold Crazy Nine Uncle didn't like to talk.
I can only talk to them three times a month.
Unexpectedly, Crazy Jiu actually replied to them coldly: "This is a martial art created by Gongzi, I have to guard the door and not leave for a moment, in case someone breaks in and disturbs." ”
"You send it to the elders of the Library Pavilion."
Crazy Jiu said two words in a row, and Bai Yun and Qingsong Little Daoist were stunned.
However, what shocked them even more was that Senior Brother Su actually created a martial art in just a few days.
How is this possible!?
Bai Yun and the little Taoist priest of Qingsong swallowed a mouthful of the boss's saliva, and they both asked themselves in their hearts.
The two were stunned for a moment, but they didn't expect to hear the muffled roar of the Crazy Nine Uncle like a lion, "Why don't you go quickly?" ”
Qingsong and Bai Yun hurriedly wiped their sweat and ran out with a smoke. The pace is very fast.
"Bai Yun, you said, Senior Brother Su only looked at the martial arts of Xuanyin foundation, can he really create his own martial arts?"
Qingsong ran for a while, a little out of breath, and his heart was beating a little faster.
Bai Yun hid the silk tightly in his arms. He looked around vigilantly, as if he was afraid that someone would steal it.
Qing Song said helplessly: "Bai Yun, ask you!" ”
Bai Yun lowered his head and thought about it, then looked at him and said, "I don't know either." ”
The two couldn't help but be speechless, walking silently, but thinking about their hearts and minds.
Senior Brother Su Liu is at the Xuanyin Mountain Gate, which can really be said to be extremely low-key, unlike other senior brothers, who show off everywhere when they have a breakthrough. It's not revealing at all.
Everyone knew that Elder Qingxuan valued him very much, but no one knew what his strength was.
Qing Song said worriedly: "If this martial art created by Senior Brother Su Liu is not favored by the elders of the Library Pavilion, it will be miserable. ”
Bai Yun thought of the consequences, shuddered, and said worriedly: "Yes, if the elder thinks that this martial art is copied from the martial arts books in the library pavilion at all, Senior Brother Su may have to be revoked as a true disciple." ”
The two of them were worried. It was only half an hour's way to the library, and I stumbled for a quarter of an hour.
"Didn't these two take care of Senior Brother Suliu's daily life? What are they doing in the Library? ”
"I don't know, I heard that Senior Brother Su Liusu created a martial art, and he wants to show it to the elders of the Library Pavilion."
"Haha, joke, how is that possible! ~
The young man who was laughing, with a high crown and a slow belt. With an undisguised look of disdain on his face, he said to a few True Transmission disciples on the left and right, "This Su Liu is not only ridiculous, but also pathetic!" ”
Guan Renjie Guan Senior Brother Qi said: "Senior Brother Ye, why is it sad? ”
Senior Brother Ye smiled proudly: "This library pavilion is about offering skills. You should all know that if you are not stupid, no one will dedicate your family's martial arts secrets to the library pavilion, but creating your own martial arts is very different from learning martial arts, and you have to rely on the accumulation and epiphany of your own martial arts heritage. ”
Talent and chance are indispensable.
Another true disciple of the Tao; "Yes, there are three floors in the Library Pavilion, the bottom layer is the basic classics, the second layer is the intermediate martial arts classics, and the third layer is the martial arts that we also have to apply to the elders to watch."
Senior Brother Ye smiled gloomily: "Still the third layer? Su Liu has only been reading books for a few days these days, and he wants to run before he learns to walk well! If he did some martial arts that he copied from the library to death, he would definitely be caught by the old man of the library pavilion, and when the time came, wouldn't it be nice to cancel the identity of the true disciple!? ”
Senior Brother Ye sneered, "Is it really a pathetic person? ”
Guan Renjie said with a smile; "It doesn't matter if he's pathetic or not, after all, he doesn't pose the slightest threat to us, let's go, let's go and see how he died, haha."
Several people laughed, and they all went to the library pavilion, waiting to see Su Liu's joke
Qing Song carefully handed the silk to the elders of the library pavilion, and his palms were full of fine sweat.
This is the first floor of the library pavilion, and there are two nanmu chairs on the left and right sides of the pavilion.
Two white-bearded old men, one fat and one thin, were looking at Qingsong and Baiyun with a smile.
Very kind.
Qing Song's chubby face was wrinkled, an expression that was almost about to cry, he and Bai Yun were just teenage little Dao Tong, the so-called Dao Tong was an orphan picked up by Xuanyin Mountain Gate, specially cultivated as a subordinate to serve the inner disciples and true disciples.
In Xuanyin True Dao, the treatment of these little Taoist children depends on the master.
If the master is prestigious and valued by the elders, the status of the subordinate in the door will also rise, and it can almost be compared with the inner disciples.
On the contrary, if the master's future is unknown and the end is miserable, then there is no need to say more.
Qingsong Baiyun secretly looked at the faces of the two elders, the elder on the left was slightly chubby, and the elder on the right was thin, looking kind and easy to speak.
Qingsong and Baiyun also slowly let go of their hearts.
It's just that the faces of the two elders turned into meticulous seriousness when they saw the silk silk.
Qingsong Baiyun panicked, Qingsong's face was pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.
Bai Yun plucked up his courage and asked, "Two elders, this is a martial art created by Senior Brother Su Liusu, please take a look at it." ”
"Xuan Shen Divine Palm?"
The two elders whispered in a condensed voice, ignoring the green pine and white clouds.
Their hands began to unconsciously evolve Su Liu's "Xuanming Divine Palm".
"Haha, looking at the faces of the two book collection elders, Su Liu is miserable."
Ye Muxuan clasped his hands and sneered; "According to my intelligence information, these two elders are the strictest elders of the Xuanyin True Dao, the famous Smiling Tiger. Definitely won't let Su Liumeng get through. Let's just wait and see, what kind of bullshit Xuanming God Palm, the name is loud and useless. ”
Guan Renjie also said in a strange voice: "Forget it, when Su Liu is expelled from the list of true disciples, let's go and comfort him." Haha'
In this library pavilion, several true disciples came and went without hindrance, and they were all standing in a pile at this time, discussing a lot.
Qing Song listened to the words of these powerful senior brothers in the Xuanyin Mountain Gate behind him, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.
"It's so hateful!" Bai Yun Xiaodao Tong clenched his fists tightly, clenched his teeth tightly, and thought secretly in his heart. (To be continued......)