"It's not the Six-Vein Divine Sword, it's my own creation."

Hearing Master Kurong's exclamation, Lao Dao shook his head.

Master Kurong was in shock, and Gu Mozhi barely calmed down his churning true qi, and provoked: "This Dao Master is here, isn't he going to rely on the strong to bully the weak, and use his self-created sword qi to suppress the Dali Duan Clan's six-vein divine sword?" You just watched the battle silently, I'm afraid you also want to peek into my Buddhism, right? You don't have to be so hypocritical! ”

His stance changed very quickly, his face was thick, and in the blink of an eye, he was the same enemy as the Tianlong Temple.

The relationship between Buddhism and Taoism has always been bad.

Although Lin Lingsu is still working as a scholar for Su Shi and has not done anything to destroy the Buddha, an old Taoist who comes to the important place of Buddhism is out of place after all.

Lao Dao was stunned: "I peep at your Buddhist martial arts?" ”

His eyes rolled slowly, and suddenly he pointed out, clicked, and then flicked again.

Master Kurong and Kumachi looked shocked.

Because the former is clearly a yang finger, and the latter is a flower finger.

Master Kurong was shocked that Yiyang Finger was the foundation of the Duan clan in Dali, and it was impossible to spread it, how could the other party get it, and Gu Mozhi was puzzled, this old way didn't laugh!

Sakyamuni said the Dharma on the spiritual mountain, and the golden Polo flowers in his hand were shown to all the people, and everyone was silent, only the Venerable Ka Ye smiled and understood the heart method, so there was a smile on the flowers.

Therefore, when you use your fingers, a smile is a must, and how can you use your fingers without a smile!

Seeing that they were dumbfounded, Lao Dao kindly explained: "This is called Xiao Wuxianggong, it is my Taoist, I can use all your moves, I don't need to learn it secretly." ”

Can an upright simulation be called stealing?

That's called ability!

This explanation is really clear, but the two monks don't believe it, and move under their feet, surrounding the old way.

Master Kurong wants to retract a yang finger, and Gu Mozhi wants to figure out the origin of the flower finger and how not to laugh.

His flower finger is passed on by Murong Bo, a true Shaolin master, and he relies purely on Buddhism to cultivate his flower finger.

This was the right way, but unfortunately he later got a little Wuxianggong, but he abolished the cultivation of the flower fingers, and purely used this Taoist mastery to urge the seventy-two stunts, and the cart was turned upside down.

Seeing the two of them surrounding him, Lao Dao wondered: "Didn't you say it all, my little Wuxiang Gong can use all the tricks in the world, your monks' martial arts are average, I won't steal it!" ”

As soon as these words came out, with the cultivation of Master Kurong, both eyes showed anger.

I'm not targeting anyone, all monks are rubbish?

"Dao Chief's words are too arrogant, can't the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, and even the Yijin Sutra, enter your eyes?"

Seeing that the situation was about to erupt, Lang's laughter suddenly came, and a middle-aged scribe appeared and blocked the way of the old road on the other side.

When Gu Mozhi saw it, he was immediately overjoyed: "Mr. Murong! ”

The person who came was in high spirits and full of energy, it was Murong Bo, and he also saluted: "King Ming also came to Dali, and it is really fortunate that friends are reunited!" ”

In the past, he gave the stolen seventy-two stunt flower fingers to Gu Mozhi, just to lure him to the Central Plains to stir up the wind and rain, and now he is reunited in Dali, exchanging eyes, he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, Gu Mozhi's confidence has doubled, and it has become a coercive trend.

Lao Dao ignored the extra doll, and replied: "Yi Jin Jing and seventy-two stunts, only in the hands of that person, is the real Shaolin mastery, you can't do it!" ”

Murong Bo didn't smile when he heard this: "Since the Dao Elder looks down on us so much, he must have amazing karmic skills, please give me advice!" ”

He has recently cultivated the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and he has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has traveled thousands of miles a day.

His skills are already profound, and his talent is also extremely high, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong, and his confidence has swelled to the level of being the best in the world.

Taking a step back, even if it is not the first in the world, it is still at the top, and it is stronger than the three elders of the free and easy that he met when he opened the seal.

What's more, at that time he was one against three, and now he is three against one.

The three top masters in the world, besieging you a little-known old way, will you lose?

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"How could it be! No way! We don't believe it! ”

A quarter of an hour later, Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi were distracted, and the two supported each other and stumbled along the mountain road.

Blood stained the clothes on their chests, and just one move from each of them almost wiped out their decades of penance.

The finger that made Gu Mozhi vomit blood at the beginning, didn't it only use one success?

That veteran martial arts has simply exceeded imagination, reaching a level that is beyond the reach of mortals!

The three of them besieged, and they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes, and after some joking and observing, they came out with three fingers.

One person and one finger, no one pulls.

Master Kurong was shocked and flew back to the Tianlong Temple, and he and Kumachi were severely injured and flew back, so frightened that their souls flew away and fled directly.

"Didn't catch up!"

Murong Bo and Gu Mozhi supported each other, and with little true qi, they finally got out of the Cangshan realm.

Tianlong Temple is not in Dali City, but outside the city, it is in the north of Zhongyue Peak in Cangshan Mountain, so before Gu Mozhi blocked the door, it was arrogant and arrogant, and he wanted to subdue the other party by force.

"Central Plains martial arts, it is indeed broad and profound, I must learn such peerless magic skills!"

Now that the bloody facts will extinguish the arrogance, Gu Mozhi thought about the divine martial arts of the old way, and his heart was full of fear and longing.

looked at Murong Bo again, and was about to ask him about the Central Plains, when he saw that the face of this best friend suddenly showed a blue and white color, and his body trembled slightly.

"Mr. Murong?"

Gu Mozhi was stunned, and his true qi slightly probed into Murong Bo's body, and he immediately found that the true qi in his body showed a strange disorder, which was a sign of going mad.

He rolled his eyes, weighed the pros and cons, put Murong Bo down, did not remove his shirt, and put his palms behind his back to help him recover.

In Gu Mozhi's mind, Murong Bo went mad because of the big gap, his emotions were churning, and his injuries were extremely serious.

He can save.

In this way, not only did the kindness given to Shaolin stunts be repaid, but Murong Bo owed a life-saving grace, which was more conducive to entering the Central Plains.

However, with such a palm sticking, the two are inseparable.

Feeling an indescribable distortion force sink into his body, Harumachi's face changed rapidly, blue and white, his body trembled slightly, and two streams of heat rose from the top of his head, steaming their clothes.

"It's the six-vein divine sword, this scroll of scripture that Fu'er gave me, there is really a problem!"

Murong Bo knew what Gu Mozhi was doing and wanted to stop it, but he was speechless for a long time, and he only had regret and fear in his heart.

He thought that he was extremely talented, and the Gusu Murong inheritance was rare, and when he was cultivating the Six-Vein Divine Sword, he also repeatedly determined the scripture spectrum before cultivating.

But he never expected that at the same time as he was just defeated by Xiaoyaozi, in the six-vein divine sword spectrum hidden in his arms, countless silk threads poked out and penetrated into the true qi of the hundreds of limbs.

This infiltration was both concealed and bold, and with the help of the six-vein sword qi he had newly cultivated, it swelled wildly.

If it was the heyday of safe and sound, Murong Bo would have a way to suppress it, but he was seriously injured at the moment, and it was a good time to take advantage of the situation.

And Gu Mozhi has the right to buy one get one free.

However, after all, the two of them are top masters, even if they are deeply injured and taken advantage of, they will fight with all their strength.

In this way, an alternative confrontation was staged.

Gu Mozhi's blood spit out one after another, and Murong Bo's shirt completely burst open, and black and white silk threads intertwined around his chest, and then like a spider web, spreading all over his body, the group finally arrived.

"You guys go to Tenryu Temple first!"

Huang Shang gave an order to Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun, looking at the sweaty Tianlong Erjue, Wenqu Xing, skillfully cutting the puppeteer's silk thread and grafting his own power of faith.

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