Shaolin Temple, the main peak

It is still the same scenery as always, the same appearance of a piece of silver, the ground, buildings, and even the outside of the Buddha bell are covered with a thin layer of snow, the green pines stand upright, and the world is vast and cold.

A ripple appeared in the sky.

Immediately, a figure appeared, and Wang Anfeng, who was dressed in black, almost at the moment when he appeared in Shaolin Temple, could not maintain the effect of disfigurement, accompanied by a slight sound of crisp bones, still in the air, and had already changed into his original appearance.

Then he fell directly to the ground, and when he was about to hit the ground, he was lifted by Hong Luoyu and pulled by the collar, unloading the momentum, and avoiding the painful end of hitting his cheeks on the ground.

Hongluoyu is dressed in white, as always, but finally has a pair of legs and feet, not like the original ghost.

At this moment, he gently carried Wang Anfeng and landed on the ground, and after letting him stand firmly, he looked the latter up and down, and then showed a satisfied look, patted him on the shoulder unceremoniously, and laughed:

"Not bad, not bad!"

"This time I am very satisfied with the teacher, haha, not bad, not much worse than the movement made by the thief bald man when he stepped into the grandmaster when he was in Jiangnan, continue to maintain it, and soon be able to leave the teacher."

"However, if you want to catch up with the teacher, you are still short of the fire, haha, let me tell you the little madman, the sword that the teacher threw out at the end will definitely make them stunned, I wonder if in a few hundred years, there will be a place like a sword spring here, everyone worships, haha, it's comfortable to think about......"

Wang Anfeng had no qi left in his body at the moment, and he gave him a slap at the moment, and now he fell to the ground forward, stumbling a few steps, and barely stabilized, causing Hong Luoyu to be slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at his palm.

At the same time, he felt several murderous eyes fall on his back.

Even Hong Luoyu couldn't help but shudder fiercely, the smile on his face was a little stiff, he coughed twice, and he didn't look back, but just said righteously:

"This ...... Ahem, An Feng, you, your body is a little weak. ”

"You don't want to make up for the old medicine jar quickly."

After a period of scramble, Wang Anfeng was rarely thrown directly into a large wooden barrel full of medicinal juice by the second master Wu Changqing after his martial arts became a small success, and as for other things, he said that he would take care of his injuries first and then mention them.

Hong Luoyu raised his head slightly, looked up at the clear winter sky, and said with a gloomy face:

"Little madman still can't do it."

"I'm going to have to get him something to make up for it, and I'm not coming back recently...... You don't have to think about me. ”

Behind his back was a large and broad hand resting on his shoulder.

Hong Luoyu's smile stiffened slightly.

"What's that...... Big, big monk? ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A gentle smile appeared on the monk's face behind him.

"The poor monk will send you."

…………………………

A sound of breaking the air sounded in the sky.

Like a crossbow shot from a giant crossbow that surpassed the highest technology of the Mo family, the heavy clouds in the sky were shattered layer by layer, shattered, and then formed a special shape with a delayed whistling sound.

pharmacies.

Wang Anfeng's whole person was soaked in the deep amber medicinal bath, only one head was exposed, and the second master, Wu Changqing, had already turned around and went out to find Mr. Win, preparing the rest of the medicine and the next treatment.

His injuries were a bit more serious this time.

Wang Anfeng stretched his body a little, so that the medicinal bath soaked his body more comprehensively, although he had suffered a lot of external injuries, but his golden bell jar had been cultivated to a high level, most of those skin injuries had scarred, and the real trouble was internal injuries.

Previously, in Tianxiong City, he forcibly broke the alliance of the two four products, and he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and although he had cultivated for a long time and was considered to have recovered, his vitality had not completely recovered.

Then, just a few months later, he suffered more serious injuries, and even the effects of the last serious injury reappeared.

Feeling the degree of weakness in his body, Wang Anfeng couldn't help laughing at himself.

Now I can take a good rest.

The experience was foreign to him.

His own talent is easier to recover than others, and since then, he has been paired with the medicinal bath of the world's first divine doctor, and the martial arts he has cultivated are all the best magic skills in the rivers and lakes.

What's more, he has also taken three thousand years of dragon blood ginseng, and his internal strength is majestic, far surpassing his peers, and even against the ordinary four grades, he has never encountered a situation of exhausting his internal strength several times since he practiced martial arts.

But this time, it was completely consumed.

Not only that, but even the spiritual qi machine in the two divine weapons has been squeezed dry, the wooden sword has not been born for a long time, and the spirit of the unicorn weapon is now listless, and it can't even transform into a shape.

Even if it is a divine soldier, it will take at least more than a month of recuperation to recover, and as for himself, he doesn't know how long it will take to recover.

If he used his own medical skills, I am afraid that he would not be able to use force at will for at least six months, otherwise he would leave sequelae.

The words of the second master will definitely not take that long, but such a serious injury is not something that can be done in a month or two, and I am afraid that the previous plan will have to be slowed down.

Wang Anfeng raised his right hand, and the amber medicinal soup flowed down from his fingers.

He thought of King Balman, who was nailed to death by Qingzhu in the end, and the white bones and blood marks found on the top floor of the Sin Army Tower.

Leaning against the edge of the barrel, his eyes closed.

"But...... I don't regret it. ”

……………………

Lu Guanhong and Xu Chuanjun saw the scene of Wang Anfeng's disappearance with their own eyes, because the terrain was quite high, so they clearly saw the scene of ten thousand troops kneeling, among which Lu Guanhong and Wang Anfeng got along for the longest time, and the impact was also the greatest, dumbfounded, almost sluggish.

In any case, he could never have imagined that the cold-hearted cold doctor would be so powerful, let alone that he would end up in such a legendary way.

Xu Chuanjun was also at a loss, and muttered to himself:

"I see, I see, I ...... so"

"As long as you exist, it's like a sword, so that the rest of the powerful have to take a step back, and then, the original stagnant water has a respite and can survive......"

"I see, is this another solution you are talking about?"

The gentle woman just looked at her husband quietly, and among the several, the first to react was the young man Aton, who did not know the situation so well.

He is neither like Xu Chuanjun, who has his own understanding of the situation in peace, nor like Lu Guanhong, who has been with Wang Anfeng for a long time. The latter was only a passer-by he met by chance during his travels, and was far less threatening than the 50,000 troops.

The young man stared at the 50,000 troops that were still densely packed over there, his natural intuition made him feel that his scalp was a little numb, and the skin behind him was getting tighter and tighter every moment, he swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but lower his voice and said:

"Sir, old man, I said you've seen it, and now that one has left safely, isn't it time to take care of us?"

"We don't look like him."

"With such an opponent, I won't live long, or can you kill a pair of 50,000 troops, sir? Or will they actually treat us badly, and will serve us goat's milk barbecue and entertain us with a good voice? ”

Xu Chuanjun came back to his senses when he heard this, felt the cold oppression brought by the soldiers, and his expression changed slightly, and said:

"Yes, I lost my temper......"

"Take advantage of the fact that these people haven't reacted at this time, and retreat quickly."

"If the old gentleman has nowhere to go, why don't you go with us?"

Lu Guanhong retracted his gaze, for some reason, he seemed to have a feeling that the world was so big, and it seemed that it would be difficult to reunite with that stinky boy when he said goodbye today, and he felt a little melancholy in his heart, and said:

"Do you know the identity of the old man?"

Xu Chuanjun nodded and replied:

"The old man is the second elder of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and he still knows it below."

Lu Guanhong said again: "Then do you know that my senior brother and the cult are understanding enough, and if you want to be detrimental to the rivers and lakes, you and the old man will walk together, and you must not be chased and killed." ”

Before Xu Chuanjun could agree, a coquettish and gentle voice giggled: "Evil faction? Arz, when you say this about your senior brother, I'm afraid that your senior brother is going to be so sad that he can't do it. ”

Their expressions changed, and they jerked their heads up at the place where the voice came.

But I saw that in the place where the highland was descending, I don't know when there was a woman with a soft posture, wearing a purple dress and purple skirt, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm, and a beautiful mole at the corner of her mouth added to the charm, looking at the few people on guard in front of her at this moment, she smiled slightly:

"Old man, meet again."

"I didn't expect you to really have such a big chance, you were poisoned by the concubine's body, and you can still live until now, and you haven't become a living clay, this kind of thing, this kind of thing, in the two hundred years since the birth of this poison, it is the first time."

Xu Chuanjun's right hand was lowered, and his internal qi was dark.

After all, Aten's cultivation was a little inferior, and his reaction was a beat slower, but after realizing that he was friend or foe, he quickly pulled out the scimitar on his waist, took a step forward, and stopped in front of the soft-faced woman, a pair of knife eyebrows raised slightly, and his face was full of vigilance.

And the moment Lu Guanhong saw the person coming, his face had changed drastically, but he recognized that this was the woman in purple who was secretly connected with his senior brother.

On that day, he hit the opponent's back heart with a tiger roaring fist, which was a ten-out killing move, but he never wanted to attack the enemy, but was haunted by poison, met at this moment, and before he started, his right hand trembled slightly unconsciously, and he seemed to feel the pain again, his face couldn't help but turn slightly pale, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Why are you here?!"

The woman in purple played with the sideburns hair with the fingers of her right hand and giggled:

"Why do you say? Second Elder? ”

"Since you already know that the concubine body is good at poison skills, and you actually appeared near the concubine body without concealing it, do you think that the concubine body has not done anything before?"

Xu Chuanjun's expression changed suddenly, blurted out, and said:

"Medicinal incense?!"

The woman in purple had a charming face, clapped her hands and smiled:

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a character from the Jiangnan family, his brain is turning fast, don't hide it, sir, when you came here, the concubine already knew about it, and sent someone here, but the previous one's martial arts committee was really too terrifying, young, almost like a grandmaster, and he never had a chance to do it."

"But it's different now."

"Whether that person is the so-called feather ascension of the Daomen, or whether he left with the world's first-class light skills, he is not here after all, but fortunately, the concubine body finally has a chance to do it."

"No matter what, I can't let you leave today, it's not hospitality."

"Everyone, please help."

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, Miss Hu opened her mouth, how can I not follow it? If it weren't for the fact that the master was too powerful, he would have already captured these people and sent them to the girl, how could he have waited until now? ”

"However, the elixir fruit given by the girl has a miraculous effect, after this matter is over, can you give Lao Liu a little? Hahaha...... It's also easier to find a girl. ”

As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter came, and several good players jumped out of the surroundings, either heroic men, holding heavy swords, or old women, with goosebumps, but they were all people with long and deep qi, but for some reason they were used by this woman and appeared here.

Lu Guanhong gritted his teeth and suddenly said:

"Demon girl, you are just to capture the old man back, these people and the old man are just meeting in Pingshui, the old man is going with you, you let them go, otherwise ......"

"Otherwise? Otherwise what, otherwise you will kill yourself here? ”

The woman in purple giggled, mocked slightly, and said:

"If that's the case, it will save a lot of effort for the concubine."

"Please."

Lu Guanhong's expression was quite ugly for a while, he gritted his teeth and glanced at Xu Chuanjun, and said with a wry smile: "It's the old man who messed up, but it has affected the husband and wife." ”

Xu Chuanjun sighed:

"Xu is also curious, he just came here, where is the reason for the old gentleman?"

"However, you and I work hard, and there is no chance."

The woman in purple folded her arms together, looking lazy and charming at Lu Guanhong and the others who were surrounded by many good hands in front of her, and finally had the calmness in her heart that everything was under control, but at this moment, she suddenly heard a familiar voice and said slowly:

"Xuan'er, let's stop......"

The woman in purple was slightly stunned, almost unable to believe her ears.

Not only the woman in purple, but also the masters used by the surrounding families and factions were also slightly shocked, and puzzled appeared in their hearts.

They were familiar with this voice, and knew that this was a rare great master in the Resting Kingdom, who faintly seemed to have the ability of a grandmaster, coming and going like the wind, and the short sword in his hand had a great origin.

This operation was exited by her, otherwise with their status, it would be impossible to easily follow the order anyway, but how could they give up before they could make a move?

That doesn't seem to be her style.

The woman in purple hurriedly said, "But, Master, ......"

Another gentle and elegant voice smiled:

"This girl, you have to remember that the teacher's order must not be violated......"

Hu Xuan'er's heart beat fiercely, and then she turned her head suddenly, and her expression changed suddenly.

She saw that her master, who was almost invincible in the world, was stiff, although she was still as usual, but on her shoulder, she held a white and slender palm, which seemed to be quite intimate, but her master did not dare to move, and he didn't even have the idea of pulling out the prototype of the divine weapon and using the grandmaster's methods.

It seems that with just a slight movement, the light palm will have the momentum of thunder, and it will take her life on the spot.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously looked up along the palms of their hands.

I saw the moire wide sleeves and a Taoist robe.

This is a beautiful Taoist.

Although he is a man, if he talks about his appearance, he is even above Hu Xuan'er.

Just when everyone was a little stunned, the man suddenly smiled and said: "By the way, I almost forgot something, if I really forget, I will not be complained by them when I go back, it is so dangerous." As he spoke, he casually reached into his arms, took out an object and gently covered it.

The hearts of all the warriors beat fiercely, and some of their obsessive eyes were occupied by fear, and they wanted to stride back, but they couldn't control their bodies and didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

It was a black iron mask with a hideous beast face on it.

They've just seen the mask.

On the face of the moment when the force broke through the army and killed the king.

And at this moment, the mask reappeared, looking at the familiar hideous beast mask, a few words came to their minds, and then they kept colliding, thundering, making their faces pale and pale.

They? Complain?

There is more than one person who can break through a thousand armies?!

At this moment, it was as if they felt a thick layer of clouds, enveloping the sky and overwhelming them.

Under the mask, the Taoist smiled and was kind and polite.

"Girl, what do you think?"

………………

"This kid, when will he be able to reach the Grandmaster?!"

Hongluo Yu sat cross-legged in the Shaolin Temple, with a few leaves on top of his hair, and was thrown out by Yuan Ci's Shakya Elephant Throwing Gong based on the twelve-layer Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, and it took some time for him to come back with his light skills.

The green-shirted scribe looked indifferent, turned the scroll lightly, and said lightly:

"Grandmaster?"

"Heh, it's just a brute who uses all the means."

"No matter how stupid a person is, he can't do any worse, Grandmaster? Oh, Grandmaster of the World, when did it become so insignificant? ”

The smile on Hong Luoyu's face stiffened slightly, and when the Taoist was not there, he looked at Wu Changqing and said with a dry smile:

"Old medicine jar, don't you want to get some tonics? What is a Ning Bidan and so on? ”

The old man sighed while looking at the medical skills:

"It's better to heal the injuries on your body first...... Moreover, when the feathers fall and the five grades, there is such a performance, isn't it the norm? ”

Hong Luoyu was stunned again.

He couldn't help but burst into foul language, who can do this easily?

The old man glanced at him, stroked his beard, and sighed helplessly in a tone that you really weren't mature enough:

"Have you forgotten? Think about the Dugu Sword Saint, the Sword Zun, and the Shaolin Abbot, aren't they all like this? It's just ordinary, ordinary, don't make a fuss about Luo Yu, do you have to prepare pills and tonics? ”

"Although you, the third master, are not in tune, you are really spoiled."

The corners of Hongluoyu's mouth twitched, looked at Yuan Ci, and said:

"Great monk, do you say a few words?"

The monk sat cross-legged, looking indifferent, and said:

"Amitabha."

"You are too persistent, you must know that your state of mind is plain, and if you move distracting thoughts, you will have demons in your heart, and you will not be pure and comfortable."

The corners of Hongluoyu's forehead twitched, and he was almost speechless for a while.

Wu Changqing patted his forehead and said with a smile:

"The old man still wants to heal Feng'er, so he will leave first."

When Yuan Ci heard this, he also got up:

"The poor monk has to do his homework and go back to the main hall."

Hong Luoyu watched the two leave, his face was dazed, and the green-shirted scribe waved his sleeve robe and said coldly:

"Don't shake around in front of this seat."

"Get out of the way, stand down."

Hongluoyu: "............"

Wu Changqing's expression was indifferent, and after checking Wang Anfeng's injuries, he paced into the prescription, then closed the door of the pharmacy casually and took a deep breath.

Turning around, with a wave of his right hand, he took out a bunch of prescriptions.

Stroking his beard, the old man shook his head and smiled:

"Zhengyi Ning Bidan? Luo Yu, he is still young. ”

"How is that enough?!"

The old man's eyes lit up.

"Hmm, I'll take a look, Guben Peiyuan, Shangqing Jade Liquid Pill? No, no, no, this taste is not good, Liuyang Sanyuan True Pill...... This is good, eat this in the morning, at noon, you will be able to Jiuding Nirvana Dan, and in the afternoon, use Tianji Tenglong Dan ......"

In the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, Yuanci rummaged through the scriptures.

There was a pile of scattered books on the ground.

The monk sat cross-legged in the middle of a pile of texts, his brow furrowed.

"I remember there are a few martial arts here that I haven't practiced."

"Well, learn it first, and then find an opportunity to teach it to An Feng, by the way, the Bodhi tree in the back mountain, come out this section, grind a string of Buddhist beads for the apprentice, well, Bodhidharma swordsmanship, where is the sword spectrum of the Veda Demon Sword?"

"Forget it, just rearrange the Scripture Pavilion."

"This is also a good thing, abbot, the first seat, don't blame the disciple, Amitabha."

On the main peak of Shaolin Temple.

The scribe's expression was cold, he flipped through the scrolls with one hand, supported his cheeks with his right hand, covered his lips with his palms, hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and tapped his fingers on the tabletop.

At this moment, with the ripples, the ancient Taoist who went out appeared, and the smile on the corner of the scribe's mouth instantly converged, and the whole person was still cold, as if he was flipping through the classics.

………………

Hongluoyu stepped into the air, sighed, and muttered:

"Find something good to make amends for the little madman, tsk, these heartless people. The apprentice doesn't know how to be happy? ”

"Could it be that these guys are really calmer than Lao Tzu?"

PS: Today's update presents...... I feel that the backlash of the evolution of the 10,000 words every day a few days ago seems to be a bit serious, and I can't lift my energy......

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