No regrets is the best among the disciples of this generation of Guanyin Temple, and he has been studying by the side of Jue Ai. Character and martial arts are all excellent in the door, and I would never want her to follow her by my side, so I must have the intention of cultivating her in the direction of the head. Lang Yuan asked: "No regrets, how many of the three most basic sets of swordsmanship have you mastered?" I don't know why Lang Yuan asked like this, but he still replied truthfully: "The disciple is most proficient in the Chuyun Sword Technique. Uncle Jue Ai once directed the Wind and Rain Swordsmanship, and I recently practiced the Remnant Sun Swordsmanship. ”

Lang Yuan nodded with satisfaction, the most basic three sets of swordsmanship have been mastered, then he is already qualified to cultivate the Cihang Sword Technique. said: "No regrets, you come and listen to the mantra." "No regrets with a blank face, what mantra? Lang Yuan read in his ear: "Qi condensation Baihui divine light appears, and the limbs are free of dust and ......vulgarity" without regret and did not dare to listen to it, so he was so frightened that he stepped aside, knelt and kowtowed: "How can the disciple be virtuous, please forgive the disciple for not accepting it." "To practice the Cihang Sword Technique, you must penetrate all the basic sword techniques of the Guanyin Temple, and this mantra naturally goes without saying, it must be the "Meditation Mind Method".

Lang Yuan really didn't see the wrong person, she was a very smart girl, and said: "No regrets, don't be willful." Now that no one in the Guanyin Temple knows this set of formulas, if I don't take advantage of this time to teach you, the Cihang sword recipe will be lost. "No regrets or can't accept it, if Lang Yuan will have an accident, then she will definitely die here, and it will not be passed on. No regrets will not let Lang Yuan do anything to fight to the death with the enemy and fight for her life, and politely refused: "Uncle Shi is better to take the time to pass on to Uncle Shi." ”

This is what many people dream of, but this girl refuses to accept it. Lang Yuan confessed: "No regrets, you have seen my appearance, in fact, I am terminally ill and there is no cure." Blindness is just the beginning, I have a deep hatred with the monk Mukong, so even if it is death, I will fight him to the end. But you are different, you still have a good life, and you are the future of Guanyin Temple. If something happens to me, you must practice your sword skills and avenge me, you know? ”

She couldn't help crying without remorse, she couldn't bear such a heavy burden at all, and she was even more worried about the situation in Langyuan. Why do the disciples of Guanyin Temple have to suffer so much? Lang Yuan lowered his voice and said: "The disciples of Guanyin Temple have no regrets, kneel down and listen to the seal." "I have no regrets and am in a dilemma, but I still obediently kneel.

Lang Yuan continued: "This seat is announced as the thirteenth generation head of Guanyin Temple, and from now on, Guanyin Temple will inherit the position of the fifteenth generation head without regrets. The ancestors of Guanyin Temple are on top, bless the head of the family without regrets, revitalize our faction, and the incense of Guanyin Temple will be inherited for thousands of years! No regrets, kowtow to the south three times, and the South Antarctic Guanyin will recognize your identity as the head of the Guanyin Temple. ”

"Disciple obeys!" Without regrets, he moved to the south and shouted, "The disciples of Guanyin Temple have no regrets and knock to see Guanyin in the South Pole, may my Guanyin Temple be prosperous and pass on for thousands of years." "The heavy prostration, very loud and very sincere. Lang Yuan's wish was finally fulfilled, and after a long time, he continued: "Now you can accept the Cihang Sword Technique, right?" ”

Without regrets, he kowtowed and thanked: "Thank you for rejecting Uncle Love!" Lang Yuan asked Wu Wu to pick up the long sword, and corresponded to the sword moves one by one, dismantling and solving her doubts. All the swordsmanship of Guanyin Temple originates from the most basic three sets of swordsmanship, and the wind and rain swordsmanship and the remnant sun swordsmanship originate from the Chuyun swordsmanship.

Each set of basic swordsmanship is divided into twenty styles, and the first style of each set of swordsmanship can form a new style according to the mantra and heart method, and the second style is combined with the second style, and so on, you can form a set of Cihang swordsmanship, a total of twenty styles of swordsmanship. Cihang Sword Technique is respected as the best sword technique in the world, in addition to its power, another reason is that learning Cihang Sword Technique, all sword techniques in the world can be integrated into it and conjure up countless sets of sword recipe versions. It is also commonly known as the twenty-first style - Pudu Cihang. It's a pity that the last and most powerful style, "Pudu Cihang" Lang Yuan, has never been able to understand it.

has no regrets and is talented, Lang Yuan just analyzed it, and she was able to copy it in a similar way. Listening to the sound of the sword wind sweeping, Lang Yuan asked, "No regrets, how much have you comprehended?" He put away the sword without regrets, and said embarrassedly: "The disciple can only comprehend the sword trick for three points." Lang Yuan knew that she had always been modest, and said that it was three points, but I am afraid that it had exceeded five points, which was quite good.

"As long as you practice diligently, he will definitely be the most outstanding person in my Guanyin Temple." Lang Yuan said with satisfaction. There is nothing more joyful than having a successor to the Guanyin Temple. She thanked her again without regrets, and immediately stepped aside to continue practicing, she might be able to use the power of her sword technique to help Lang Yuan repel the evil monk of the eye.

The smell of food and barbecue outside the cave has been pouring into the cave, and Rao is Lang Yuan and Wu Regret are both vegetarian monks, and they still feel unbearably hungry. I searched around without regrets, but there were some wild fruits growing in the cave, but I don't know if I can eat them? The eyes outside the cave shouted again: "Still refuse to come out?" Long nights, hungry, why bother? ”

Lang Yuan snorted coldly: "The master is a monk in vain! If you eat meat and open meat, you will surely fall into the way of animal life in the future. Mukong smiled: "The wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart." The mission of the poor monk is to help the world get rid of the sea of red dust and suffering. Lang Yuan said indignantly: "What nonsense! "Don't bother to pay attention to him anymore.

The name of Lang Yuan's divine doctor is outside, and she has no regrets, so she naturally has to ask her about the edibility of wild fruits first. Lang Yuan took it and sniffed lightly: "It's not poisonous, you can eat it with confidence." "This hurdle can finally be avoided for the time being. I vaguely heard what to eat and eat, and I was angry, and I waved my palm to break the barbecue on the fire. They can't get out, and he can't get in, so he can only work hard.

The cave was dim, and he couldn't know the time at all, so he quietly approached the edge of the cave without regrets, wanting to investigate one or two, but he didn't know that the killer of Jiuzhentang suddenly killed. They have also been guarding the entrance of the cave, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack. Lang Yuan listened to the wind and shot the needle, and several golden needles hit the enemy's key points, and died in Huangquan in an instant. Mukong got up suddenly, but he never dared to step into the cave easily, he had never been afraid of real knives and guns, and he couldn't break them in the hands of these tricks.

"No regrets, don't risk probing. Get a good night's sleep first, I'll protect the Fa, and we'll kill you when you're rested." "The longer it drags on, the worse it is for them. Food was scarce in the cave, and they were tired and tired for a long time, but they waited outside the cave to work at ease, and it was difficult to even kill them when the time came.

Wu regretted that it was inappropriate, and said, "Uncle Shi, you should rest first, and I will protect the Fa." Your martial arts are higher than mine, and you are the backbone of dealing with the Mukong monk. Lang Yuan hugged him without regrets and said affectionately: "Silly girl, I am an immortal divine doctor, and I have a panacea that temporarily hangs my spirit, you don't have to think about me." Remember, tomorrow when I fight with the monk Mukong, you should hurry away and flee immediately, immediately. Then find the nearest rescuer to save me, I have the secret of Lang Huan's treasure, they don't have the courage to kill me immediately. ”

"Disciple obeys!" Hearing her say this, she has no regrets and has been relieved, Lang Yuan has always been resourceful, maybe she shouldn't be stubborn and insist on staying as cannon fodder.

The firewood burned out, the birds chirped in the morning, and the night was spent safely. His patience was exhausted, and if he couldn't do it, he was going to attack. The subordinates conspired: "Master, why don't we attack with fire?" and smoke them with the smoke of fire. "It's a good plan, and his eyes are full of smug smiles." Go and prepare hay and smoke them! ”

Lang Yuan had been meditating, when he suddenly heard a noisy sound of footsteps outside, and after a while, thick smoke billowed in. Lang Yuan hurriedly shouted: "No regrets, wake up quickly!" "I didn't regret it, I woke up immediately, and I was choked by the smoke and coughed again and again." Uncle Shi, they are really vicious, they actually came up with such a bad trick? Lang Yuan strode forward and said, "You follow me, let's rush out." ”

Suddenly, there was a wave of sounds, like a torrent hitting the burning hay, and the killers of Jiuzhentang were knocked away from both sides. With a happy eye, he picked up the golden cymbals and cut them around. Without regrets, he picked up the sword and stabbed back, the sword shadow flickered, and the figure jumped behind the empty eye. Lang Yuan hooked the string head-on, and the sword qi killed mercilessly. The sound of the piano seemed to envelop her like a shield, and several killers in Jiuzhentang besieged her, but they were all shocked and bounced away.

No regrets took the opportunity to play an ethereal sword intent, and the sword qi twisted three times and flashed twice, breaking through the eye-empty golden cymbal to strike back, hitting him in the chest. Shocked in the air, he took a few steps back, and he didn't want to be won by a junior? Just when he was about to stabilize his injury, he found that there was no big problem at all, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be just a paper tiger? "No regrets, the internal skills are still shallow, and the sword technique is in her hands at all. Lang Yuan took the opportunity to play a nine-string legato, transformed into a clone, and blocked everyone with the power of one person.

"No regrets, you go quickly!" Hearing Lang Yuan's urging, he still hesitated without regrets. The eyes and air attacked and killed, the golden cymbals struck loudly, and the crazy palms were shot out in the air, like palms and claws, and the palm power splashed everywhere, which was extraordinary. Lang Yuan walked to the front of no regrets, and pushed her away, "Let's go!" ”

This negligence, the eyes saw through the clone, and the wild palm roared. Lang Yuan was shocked, flashed the orchid thousand leaf hand, and the invisible palm absorbed and pushed back. The slight bump knocked her away a few steps at once, and she was still pushing and shoving without regrets. The matter has come to this, and it is not good to live up to Lang Yuan's hard work without regrets, flying into the air, and disappearing into the deep forest in a daze.

The eyes of the sky out of the palm again, this time he was determined to grab the qin, inverted the palm and hooked three styles, and the palm wrist supported the top of the Tianbei Qin in the air. Although Lang Yuan panicked, he immediately calmed down, swept the whirlwind legs, and then divided into three shadows under the kick, that is, six legs. The golden cymbals reversed their hands and scattered the phantom again, but Lang Yuan had stolen the opportunity to bring the magic sound back. He was about to break off with her, raised his palms high, but he didn't know that Lang Yuan danced the strings, and then retreated into the cave.

"Come on, keep setting fire to smoke!" I've never been so aggrieved in a fight. The killers struggled to get up and continued to carry out the orders issued by the eyesor, but this time it didn't work. As long as they dare to approach the cave, Lang Yuan will immediately play the sound of the qin, and the qin sword can knock them away in an instant, and if it is unfortunate, it will kill people. "Okay, you will continue to be your shrunken turtle, and the poor monk will also consume you in the hole."

Lang Yuan let out an arrogant laugh: "Okay! Everyone is a monk, and they are all out of nothingness, so it is better to compare meditation and kung fu. There was nothing to be done, so he could only sit outside the cave, and from time to time he struck the golden cymbals as a temptation, and Lang Yuan also gave Yu an echo with the magic sound sword, and the situation was at a stalemate again. It's a pity that there is still a fish that slipped through the net, and she was afraid that she would make waves again, so she sent most of the killers to chase after her without regrets.

There are more killers wandering around Jiuzhentang, and there is no regret that they did not meet the group that chased down the mountain, but encountered a new batch by chance. Don't say a word, everyone will start automatically, to be honest, if she hadn't learned the sword technique, she would really be listless with her skills, so she could only fight and retreat.

In a hurry, he was about to leave the mountain, and he looked back at the pursuers behind him without regret, but he didn't see the person in front of him, and hit his head on the chest like an iron wall. Raised his long sword in a panic, didn't he want to be the young master of the Demon Sect, Nie Liyan? It's a pity that I didn't regret just meeting by chance, but I didn't know the real person.

"Who are you?" Nie Liyan secretly lucked himself and asked vigilantly. At this moment, I am afraid that I am the master of Jiuzhentang again, and I immediately raised my sword without regrets, and I didn't talk nonsense and directly used the "qi through the mountains and rivers", only to see her turn around, the long sword accompanied her body, and countless sword qi waved like rain. Nie Liyan was surprised: "Cihang Sword Technique? "In the Battle of the Five Elements Palace that day, he was fortunate to see it twice. The power of the sword technique is world-famous, Nie Liyan hurriedly protected his body with heavy Ming divine skills, and vaguely saw the golden body of Liujia, and the sword qi was like spring rain entering the lake, without waves.

has no regrets and worked too hard, but in the end he couldn't support it, and he supported the ground with his sword. Nie Li's death was in a false alarm, he hadn't made a move yet, and the opponent had already been defeated. The killers of Jiuzhentang gathered, and no matter who the people were, they attacked in groups. Nie Liyan swung out his palm, Lingguang's palm was dazzling, and he was wrapped in the strength of the Ming Divine Skill, and he was close to him. In an instant, all the killers' hearts were cut and they died, and one of the killers recognized him, and trembled before he died: "You are, Demon Sect, Young Master, ......" It's just a little late to know.

Without regrets, he endured the pain and got up, stepped forward and said, "Are you Nie Liyan?" She had heard some rumors about him and Lang Yuan, and this rescue was hopeful. Nie Liyan snorted coldly: "What? Do you still want to get your hands dirty? Without regret, he hugged his fists and said wrongly: "I didn't know the identity of the young master just now, and I was offended." However, there is one important thing, and I hope that the young master will help the poor nuns. ”

Nie Liyan didn't have time to meddle with other people's affairs, even if this person had a certain relationship with Lang Yuan. The person who was waiting was still there, and was about to stride away, so he boldly stopped him without regrets, and said eagerly: "Young Master Nie, the ruthless uncle of our sect was besieged on the mountain by the monk Mukong, and his life was in danger. Please also ask the young master to see the meager friendship with the ruthless uncle and help? ”

Nie Liyan didn't know any ruthlessness at all, so he just smiled and ignored it. Suddenly paused, pulled Wu Wu regret and asked, "Who are you talking about?" No regrets coughed lightly and replied: "Uncle Ruthless, it is the Lang Yuan who is called the immortal doctor by the people of the rivers and lakes." Nie Liyan said that this name was familiar, and Lang Yuan called herself ruthless at the beginning, and it was really her.

"Where is she? Take me with you! Nie Liyan asked anxiously, still shaking violently without regrets. If you have no regrets, you will be shaken apart by him, where will you still have the strength to go up the mountain. Trembling, he said, "Still fighting with the evil monk on the mountain." Seeing that she was also a drag, Nie Liyan let go of her and flew up the mountain quickly. My mind was full of prayers, praying for Lang Yuan to be safe and that nothing would happen.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, this woman seemed to be persecuted everywhere outside as long as she left him, and I don't know how Yin Feng was taking care of her? The last time he let go may not be a good choice, he has always believed in the phrase "the most selfless love is selfishness", why give in? He won't, and he won't dare to let go anymore.