"Hmph, in recent months, there have been frequent deaths in the martial arts from their own school, and those stinky monks in Shaolin Temple insist that it was Gongzi who did it, so it can be seen that these monks are all black and white, hypocritical and righteous!" Bao Wei snorted coldly, "Since they have wronged us, why should we be polite to them? ”

Feng Bo exclaimed: "No, I don't agree! The surname He got the Yijin Sutra, and returned it to the original owner without greed, he was so frank and selfless, how could the prince be compared to him? ”

"No, no, no, just as the so-called ......" package is different and has to be refuted, but it was interrupted by Murong Fu.

"Third Brother Bao, what is the Yijin Sutra? What the hell is going on? ”

Bao Wei said that when he was fighting before, He Xie returned the scriptures.

At the end, he said: "The Shaolin monk left in a hurry, obviously wanting to escort the Yijin Sutra back to Shaolin while the news was not spreading." Those two little monks' martial arts are scarce, not worth mentioning, and the two old ones, as long as we plan carefully, it is not difficult to deal with! Son, as the so-called heaven gives you the blessing, you will be blamed for it, and this kind of opportunity should not be missed. ”

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, and he pondered for a moment before he said slowly: "Let's follow!" ”

On the other side, Gu Mozhi also took the idea of the Yi Jin Jing and was tracking the traces of the Shaolin monk.

He Xie, who was still in the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb, had actually guessed this situation a long time ago, and he deliberately returned the scriptures in advance, and sent Murong Fu and Gu Mozhi away, just to see what kind of turmoil this Yijin Sutra would stir up.

On the surface, Gu Mozhi is the most promising to get the scriptures, if the little Gu Dove gets it, it is equivalent to He Xie has a trick on Gu Mo Zhi, and there is a double layer of insurance to subdue this person.

If Murong Fu gets it, it proves that this person still has a good fate, He Xie will consider accepting Murong Fu for his own use, if Murong Fu can't get it, then this person's luck is not good, there is no need to accept it into the World Association, He Xie has other arrangements for him.

There is another possibility, that ugly monk Xuzhu.

If it was really a false bamboo coincidence that he had practiced the Yijin Sutra in the end, it would definitely be an unexpected joy for He Xie.

In short, no matter what the result is, it will be happy for He Xie to see it come to fruition.

He doesn't care about the process, he only looks at the result.

Su Xinghe took He Xie to the front of the three wooden houses, and solemnly stretched out his hand and said, "He Shaoxia, please come in!" ”

He Xie glanced at the wooden house and smiled slightly.

These three wooden houses, without doors and windows, have a peculiar structure, and if ordinary people come here, they really don't know what to do.

But He Xie had been secretly observing before, and he had already noticed the clues.

He stepped forward, and as he walked up the steps, he reached out and held the railing on his left, and with a slight turn, a crack slowly opened in the wall of the wooden house, just allowing one person to pass through.

Su Xinghe showed admiration on his face, his attitude was more respectful, and he bowed and said: "He Shaoxia is very smart, and the old man admires him very much." ”

"Don't dare." He Xie smiled, flashed, and entered the room, and the crack slowly closed again.

The room was empty, and there was only one person.

This person is dressed in black, with a long beard and three feet, a face like a crown of jade, warm eyes, and looks elegant and extraordinary.

The man was suspended in mid-air, looking very strange. But He Xie has the skill of seeing things at night, and he can even see the appearance of this person clearly, how can he not see that he is actually hanging in the air by a rope?

This man must be without a cliff.

He Xie was not sad or happy, bowed his hand, and said lightly: "He Xie entered at the end of the post-school, and I have seen the predecessors of Wuyazi." ”

Wu Yazi was looking at He Xie, and he was surprised in his heart, when he heard He Xie call out his name, his eyes suddenly brightened, and his vigilance rose.

"He Gongzi, how do you know my name?" Wu Yazi asked slowly.

He Xie smiled, suddenly stepped on Ling Bo's slight steps, and turned around in place, and then said to the stunned Wuyazi: "The younger generation is fortunate to have strayed into the blessed land of Langhuan in Wuliang Mountain, and when I saw the seniors leaving a word, I inquired more, so I learned." Originally, I just wanted to find out the whereabouts of the Xiaoyao disciples, but who knew that by chance, I was able to see the true face of my predecessors, and I was really fortunate to have three lives. ”

Wu Yazi seemed to be sad and happy when he heard this, and asked eagerly in a trembling voice: "You...... Did your martial arts pass on to you by the wind? Is she okay? ”

He Xie shook his head: "When the younger generation went, there was no one in the cave for a long time, and the master had already left for a long time. ”

"The wind isn't there?" Wu Yazi's face changed, frowning and thinking hard, his face was sometimes frightened, sometimes confused, but in the end, it turned into a long sigh.

"He Gongzi is looking for me hard, what do you want?" Wu Yazi quickly calmed down and asked gently.

"The younger generations admire the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, and they come to learn the arts, and I hope that the seniors will not hesitate to teach." He Xie hugged his fists, and he was right.

Wu Yazi looked He Xie up and down, and said: "Since Su Xinghe brought you to see me, I think you must have cracked the Zhenlong chess game, can He Gongzi tell me, how did you solve it?" ”

He Xie smiled, and immediately told his thoughts on cracking the Zhenlong chess game.

Wu Yazi listened to it and was greatly admired: "Wonderful, what a moon in the water, retreat is advance!" Alas, but my disciple doesn't understand the true meaning of Zhenlong, if he notices it in time when you are in trouble, He Gongzi is only afraid that it will be self-defeating. ”

He Xie smiled faintly: "If Mr. Su can really detect it in time, the younger generation will not be fishing for the moon in the well, but will be ruined." ”

Wu Yazi nodded appreciatively: "Yes, playing chess is like martial arts, not only a consideration of skills, but also a contest of spirit, He Gongzi is confident, winning this game is inevitable." After my chess game was laid out, no one could solve it for decades, and He Gongzi was able to easily crack it, he was really smart and handsome, beautiful inside and out. ”

After a pause, Wu Yazi sighed regretfully: "Such a good talent and beautiful jade, I should be overjoyed, but He Gongzi seems to have another blessed fate, the internal strength is strong, even I am ashamed of myself, and your martial arts have their own path, obviously you have reached the peak of the realm, if you change your course at this time, let you learn the martial arts of the free school, I am afraid that it will harm you, but unfortunately, it is a pity ......"

Wu Yazi's expression was gloomy, obviously he really felt that it was a pity, he waited for thirty years, and finally waited for a good apprentice who surprised him, but alas, this young man was too good, even he was not as good as others.

He Xie smiled slightly: "Although the younger generation cannot inherit the mantle of the predecessors, but also brought two talents in the world to come, these two have to be taught by the younger generation, one of them has practiced the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu of the Xiaoyao School, but after a month, the martial arts have already entered the hall, and after a little tempering, they can be perfected and go further." It is even more rare that by chance, he has practiced the six-vein divine sword that has been lost for many years. ”

"Oh?" Wu Yazi was suddenly moved, "Six-vein Divine Sword? Could this person be a disciple of the Duan clan in Dali? ”

"Exactly." He Xie nodded, "There is another person, who is not confused after the old age, and he and the younger generation have only met in Pingshui, and they have only known each other for more than ten days." But this person is upright, although he is a scholar, he is bold. The younger generation passed on his little unphased skills, and this person only took three days to practice and enter the house, so talented that even the younger generations could not reach it. ”

Wu Yazi was completely stunned.

Now this society is ...... Are all geniuses engaged in wholesale mass production?