"The donor is naturally sitting, but there are a lot of places in the inn, but he came to me, I don't know what the purpose is?"

Hatomo glanced at the stainless steel sword on the table.

Chen Jun said: "I don't know why, as soon as I saw the great monk, you and this handsome son in white, I suddenly had a good impression, could it be that the great monk didn't let me." ”

Before Gu Mozhi could speak, Duan Yu said eagerly: "This son, there are many positions next to him, why do you want to find our small position, leave quickly." ”

Chen Jun knew that Duan Yu was worried about his safety, so he said something to drive him away, but although he was a virgin, it would feel good if he treated him as a virgin.

"You don't have to leave this son, since you are here, the poor monk will invite you to have a drink with tea instead of wine."

Gu Mozhi lightly pinched a glass of celadon wine glass with two fingers in his hand and handed it over, this finger gently pressed the thumb and index finger of his right hand, the wine glass seemed to hold a flower, his face smiled, and the five fingers of his left hand flicked to the right...... But seeing that his fingers were extremely soft, and the dew drops like flowers in his left hand and right hand hit, five droplets of water immediately burst out from the air, and his face was always kind and smiling, how elegant and soft.

"Flower fingers!"

Chen Jun looked at the fingertips and stabbed straight at them, but there was no killing intent at all.

Sonor!

The long sword was cold, and the four sides of the inn suddenly heard a clear moan, and a white light flashed, making the dark room environment of the inn a little whiter.

Click~

The cracking sound started, and I saw that the sleeve of the yellow robe between the palm of the tiger's mouth was missing.

Duan Yu looked at the fragment in a daze, and then his face was full of joy.

Gu Mozhi's face froze, and his eyes widened as he looked at the pieces of cloth that slowly fell, his eyes full of solemnity:

"Childe's swordsmanship is so fast!"

"The great monk's kung fu is not bad." As soon as Chen Jun's palm was closed, the sword on the table that exposed half of the sword body suddenly closed.

Gu Mozhi said: "The poor monk is all over the world, and he has met many martial arts heroes, but he has never seen such a young person as the benefactor and has such great potential. ”

Kuma Zhi is a well-known person, but he is too greedy for martial arts.

As for the sword technique just now, he dared to guarantee that the power of this sword would never be under the six-vein divine sword, and he had never seen such a wonderful sword technique, and it was never an exaggeration to put these four words on him.

"Jun Chen, the Loose Faction!" Chen Jun said indifferently.

Bang.

Suddenly, it was like a thunderbolt from a sunny day hitting Duan Yu's ears, and he squirted out the tea in his mouth in one gulp, coughing nonstop.

When she took out the secret book of the Northern Spiritual Skill from the Wuliang Cliff Cave, the fairy sister said that she would kill all the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect.

What did the Xiaoyao faction do, he was hated by the fairy sister, he couldn't understand, but now there was a Xiaoyao disciple who appeared in front of him.

Does this mean that he can explore the news of the fairy sister, her life background, Duan Yu didn't think about killing, and his thoughts flew far away.

Gu Mozhi faintly felt that this word was a little familiar, and he felt that Duan Yu's reaction was even more extraordinary.

Tentatively: "Is that sword a peerless study of the Loose Sect?" What is the name, I wonder if you can explain a thing or two to the poor monk? ”

Chen Jun shook his head: "That sword is not the master of the Carefree Sect, but I am the master of the Carefree Sect." ”

Duan Yu's heart was full of waves, and he thought about it for a while, but immediately refuted the judgment.

According to the jade statue of the fairy sister, the age is not young, this person looks similar to him on the outside, how can he be the head of the free faction.

"Explain? Great monk do you want to learn? ”

Seeing the gentle smile on his face, Gu Mozhi couldn't help but think of the amazement of the sword before, such a mastery, if he had the opportunity, he would not let it go, but who would leak his mastery.

"The donor laughed, I said I wanted to learn, and you would teach me again?" He still couldn't help but say tentatively, and his eyes shrank to let go of all the changes in his expression.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Buddhism talks about cause and effect in everything, but the Taoist door recognizes a fate, and you and I meet just because of fate."

Chen Jun said slowly: "But! I have a few people in the free faction, and I am lacking the king of the Ichigo faction, and I think the Taoist friend is quite suitable. ”

"Turning Buddha into Hu?"

Gu Mozhi was stunned, and then his face was gloomy like water, he has always been arrogant and conceited, although obsessed with martial arts, but the Dharma is superb and unparalleled, he entered the Tantric Buddhism at a young age and achieved positive results, on the Buddhist debate Sutra 16-year-old Vajra Tantric sect is difficult to find opponents, and then became the king of the Tubo Protectorate, for the people to interpret the scriptures and the Dharma, how can they be indifferent in the face of this language.

"The protector of your faction, the Ming King, dare not be, I can give it a try."

The mouth of the Buddha blooms, and the magnificent and grand treasure light swells up all around, such as the pearl and jade, and it is brilliant. Duan Yu's eyes were horrified.

He didn't use any weapons in his hands, but those fleshy palms didn't know how many divine weapons he would be able to beat.

In the Tianlong Temple that day, Gu Mozhi forced his uncle in the Tianlong Temple, including his uncle Baoding Emperor and Kurong Zen Master, six first-class masters in the world could not get any cheap in his hands, but repeatedly ate deflated.

How can the son in front of him be able to deal with it, Duan Yu shouted: Chen Gongzi retreat quickly, this demon monk is strong in martial arts, don't lose your life in vain to save me.

Kumachi's eyes were compassionate, his expression was calm, and he pushed out horizontally with one palm.

He didn't use the "Finger of the Phaseless", "Finger of the Flower" or "Finger of the Doraya", nor did he use the power of the Vajra Palm, the "Silence Grasp" and the "Indra Grasp".

This palm is waved out, without any smell of fireworks in the world, but the brilliant and magnificent fire waves in it are like an angry dragon breaking through the sky, so that no one can ignore it.

This is the Tantric Nyingma sect of the Flame Knife, this stunt is the fundamental learning of Guma Zhi, it was with this skill that he swept the black sect in Tubo and shocked the west.

The wave of fire is imminent, and Chen Jun can't underestimate Gu Mozhi, one of the four elders of Tianlong.

With punches and feet, there is a ruthless and dense style of play with fists and feet.

With a sword, there is a way of playing with swordsmanship, or step by step, or ethereal as a fairy.

The long sword was unsheathed, and with it was handed out.

The scene that made Duan Yu imagine that he was about to collapse did not appear, but it was not much better, and Chen Junyun retreated with his sword.

Rumble!

The scorching flames seemed to be like substance, and at this time, Chen Jun's second sword pierced through the air.

Three swords, four swords...... Until the tenth sword, Gu Mozhi's body suddenly shook, and his face turned slightly pale.

The twelfth sword, Gu Mozhi's face was pale and bloodless, his throat surged, he suddenly roared, retreated more and more, and grabbed Duan Yu like a chicken and retreated.

Duan Yu: "......"

He didn't understand why Hatamachi, who was in the upper hand, suddenly ran away, and it seemed that this battle was far from as simple as he thought.

Seeing a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth in mid-air, Duan Yu looked behind him.

It seems that he is really the head of the Carefree faction, and his martial arts have reached the peak at a young age, but it is ridiculous that he still persuades others, but what is the relationship between him and the fairy sister? For some reason, he was inexplicably a little sour.

Chen Jun didn't chase it.

Gu Mozhi is a dragon stirring stick, and his gray existence is conducive to his suppression of Shaolin.

What's more, he is not suitable for pursuit now, because he has realized the twelfth sword of death!

His life-killing sword technique was born from the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Great Ming Daozang, and it was a flash of inspiration.

But he was sure that there was a deeper realm above the twelfth sword.

If you can fully refer to it, this will be an amazing swordsmanship that does not lose to the Dugu Nine Swords!

Seven days later, outside the city of Gusu, the apricot blossoms sandwich the path, and the green willows hang down the lake.

Chen Jun raised his eyes to look at the water and lake of Yanziwu, and remembered that he had also come here to see his predecessors when he was in the Ming Dynasty.

Now I didn't expect him to come again, but this time he has become a predecessor.

At this moment, only the sound of the sound was heard, a small boat floated on the green waves on the lake, and a girl in a green shirt held a double oars, slowly paddling the water, singing a small song in her mouth, listening to the song is delicate and innocent, happy and tempting.

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After returning to Shencheng after the holiday, the updates have been unstable in the past few days, forgive me