Hold a big grass......

Pan Xiaoxian couldn't help but gasp, the Eye of the Condor made him see what happened just now clearly from beginning to end, this simply opened a new world for him, and only now did he know that the world of martial arts was so shocking and exciting!

The twelve dragon snatchers of the master of true colors have already amazed him, and the flower fingers of the master of enlightenment are like miracles, although Pan Xiaoxian does not know what kind of martial arts they use, but there is no doubt that they are all in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This allowed him to have a real understanding of the Shaolin 72 stunts, and at the same time, it also stimulated him to yearn for the peerless magic skills more and more.

The "Chixia Divine Skill" he practiced is said to be a level of magic skill with the Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts, and he is now at most a first glimpse of the door, so naturally he can't exert the true power of Chixia Divine Skill, but Pan Xiaoxian is already full of expectations for the future.

"True colors, may be temperamental, you don't need to argue with them." With a kind and peaceful smile on his face, the Master of Enlightenment said slowly: "If there is human and material evidence, why not let the possibility come and confront him face to face?" ”

Nima ...... The corners of Brother Donkey's mouth twitched stiffly, he is worthy of being an old goblin, paralyzing and scolding without dirty words!

Don't look at the words of the Master of Enlightenment, it seems to be quite fair, but the first half of the sentence is clearly a warning to the true colors: you will never win a fool!

"Yes, Uncle Shi!" The true color of the big red face suffocated even redder, and bowed down to the master of enlightenment to express his teaching: Uncle Ancestor, don't worry, I promise not to be like a fool!

Standing up, the master of true colors faced the door and said, "Yuangang, bring people and physical evidence!" ”

He didn't speak loudly, as if two old friends were chatting face-to-face, but the voice somehow came out, and the monks of the Discipline Academy who were guarding the door immediately answered, and after a while, the door opened, and the monks of the Discipline Academy just now came in.

Pan Xiaoxian and Pink Phoenix looked back, and couldn't help but be shocked, only to see two warrior monks carrying a wooden bed board, and there was a monk lying on the bed board, this monk was born with a fat head and big ears, and was extremely fat, it was the Yuantong master who had been with Pan Xiaoxian and Pink Phoenix day and night for half a month!

Master Yuantong lay there motionless, his face pale, his lips blue, his eyes wide as if they were textbook, and there was a hollow pit in his chest, which was obviously the wound that had killed him!

The true color is not cheating, Yuantong is really dead?

Pan Xiaoxian and Pink Phoenix couldn't help but be shocked and sad, and they were both stunned and at a loss for a while.

Suddenly, Pan Xiaoxian felt a cold little hand holding his hand, he was already very cold, this little hand seemed to be a little colder than him.

Pan Xiaoxian looked back, the sensual pink phoenix teardrops had already slipped silently, a pretty face was white, as if he had lost his soul, he sighed faintly, and grabbed the pink phoenix's little hand, hoping to bring her a little warmth.

In fact, he is not sour in his nose, how can people be ruthless, although Yuantong has abused them to death during this time, but after all, he is a person who gets along with him day and night, and suddenly knew that Yuantong was dead, and Pan Xiaoxian was also sad.

"It's him, it's him!" A bronze man pointed at Pan Xiaoxian excitedly: "It was he who used this trick when he broke through the eighteen bronze man array, and Han Zhongli in the drunken Eight Immortal Fist fell and hugged his heart!" Uncle Yuantong definitely died under this trick! ”

Master of True Colors sneered: "Don't admit your mistake, you may not be able to hurt you, how can you die Yuantong?" ”

"Uncle Mingjian!" The bronze man hurriedly bowed down and said: "Although the disciple's martial arts are not as good as Uncle Yuantong, but the disciple is an eighteen bronze man who has King Kong and does not break the magic skill to protect the body, Uncle Yuantong does not know this stunt, and Uncle Yuantong should be defenseless against this evil obstacle before he will be hit, who would have thought that his disciple would suddenly kill himself?" ”

"Makes sense!" After being mentioned by the Master of Enlightenment, the Master of True Colors had already regained his composure, and he was not in a hurry to assert, and looked at another little monk.

The little monk was low and timid, so he jumped out and bowed in a circle first, and then he shrank and said: "The disciple once entrusted Uncle Yuantong to go down the mountain to buy a bottle of Rejoicing shampoo, but Uncle Yuantong told the disciple that he had lost something.

"The disciple suspected that Uncle Yuantong was ambiguous, so he asked him many times, but Uncle Yuantong refused to admit it, and asked the disciple to go to the abbot to sue him......"

"Ahem!" A trace of embarrassment flashed on the true color master's red face, and he shouted: "Tell the point!" ”

"Yes, yes......" The little monk was really worried, and Nuo Nuo said in a loud voice: "The disciple secretly followed Uncle Yuantong, trying to find out if he really ignored the disciple's Rejoicing Shampoo......

"Just tonight, the disciple overheard the conversation between Senior Uncle Yuantong and Senior Brother Possible outside the alley of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, and Senior Uncle Yuantong informed Senior Brother Possible to participate in the semi-finals tomorrow.

"After Uncle Yuantong left, the disciple wanted to catch up, but he unexpectedly heard Senior Brother probably cursing Uncle Yuantong behind his back."

"Oh?" The master of true colors proudly raised his eyebrows: "How did he curse?" ”

"Ami Tofu, Buddha forgives sins! The disciple just reiterated the words of the senior brother who might have spoken, and it was definitely not a foul language. The little monk confessed first before he vividly imitated Pan Xiaoxian's appearance and scolded angrily:

"what, it's a happy decision, ah, the soul is light! What's so good about being your registered disciple, you won't even give me a hundred yuan! Even if you teach me the cane that I can always fight no matter how you dodge! ”

After speaking, the little monk bowed down again, indicating that the words had been repeated.

"How?" The Master of True Colors sneered and looked around: "Is the water out of the water?" According to this seat, it is because YTO notified that the time of the possible game is too late, so that it may be resentful.

"And because I am worried that I will not be able to win tomorrow's game, I may go to the Yuantong meditation room with my pity and ask Yuantong for the "Pumen Cane Method", but the "Pumen Cane Method" is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, how can it be passed on to the famous lay disciples?

"Yuantong naturally refused, so he may ask for divine merit but can't, so he was angry and moved to kill, and knocked Yuantong to death on the spot, poor Yuantong didn't expect the disciple to be so vicious, he couldn't dodge, and he didn't blink an eye."

Speaking of this, the master of true colors turned his head and squinted at Pan Xiaoxian with a pair of small eyes: "How?" Perhaps, this seat is right? ”

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Pan Xiaoxian clapped his hands slowly, and said with a smile: "You are so reasonable, I am speechless!" ”

"Since you've confessed!" Master True Color sneered: "Although Buddhism is compassionate, it cannot be tolerated for this kind of disobedient and murderous disciple......

"Sorry for your sister and kill your sister!" Pan Xiaoxian didn't hesitate to go back: "I can't hear the irony, how did you become the head of the Discipline Academy?" ”

"You-" Master True Color was so angry that his already red face was almost dripping blood, and he glared at Pan Xiaoxian angrily, but thinking of the previous Enlightenment Master's stop, he finally suppressed his anger and said angrily: "What do you want to do!" Do you really think you can get away with killing someone? ”

"Which eye do you have to say so absolutely when you see me murder?" Pan Xiaoxian sneered: "Since you are so convinced that I killed Master Yuantong, do you dare to make a bet with me?" ”

"Bet on what?" The master of true colors sneered, don't look at the age, the temper of the master of true colors is still like a cannon battle, just a little.

Of course, it is also because today's matter has a direct relationship with him, although Yuantong is a Zhike monk, but don't forget that he will know the Pumen staff method of the Discipline Academy, in fact, Yuantong was a disciple of the Discipline Academy before becoming a Zhike monk, and it is also one of the personal traditions of the master of true colors!

It's just that Yuantong's qualifications are really limited, and the master of true colors can't train him, so he has no choice but to throw him away as a guest monk.

"If it can be proven that I really killed Master Yuantong, I will kill myself in front of Master Yuantong's corpse!" Pan Xiaoxian's eyes stared coldly at Master True Colors: "But if it turns out that I didn't kill it, Master True Colors dares to pass on my martial arts skills just now?" ”

Pan Xiaoxian was really not greedy for this martial art at this time, he was already angry to the extreme at this moment.

Think about what happened tonight, Pan Xiaoxian was first assassinated by the consummation he trusted, although he did not die in the hands of consummation, but he had already held back an evil fire in his heart, and then saw the corpse of Master Yuantong, he was originally very sad, but he was repeatedly accused of being a murderer, how could Pan Xiaoxian feel good in his heart?

What's more, just now the master of true colors even hit him indiscriminately, can Brother Donkey's temper be bearable?

Didn't the master of true colors say that the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin are not passed on to lay disciples, so I have to learn them! Paralyzed, I still have to learn from you! And I have to learn your martial arts to beat me! After I learn to paralyze, I'll hit you with this trick when I turn around! Super wear-resistant!

"How? One life, one martial arts, do you dare to bet? Pan Xiaoxian shouted to the master of true colors, but the pink phoenix felt the anger in his heart, she couldn't help but hold Pan Xiaoxian's arm with both hands, although she didn't say anything, she used her actions to express her position.

"Why don't you dare?" The master of true color is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and a pair of small eyes that are always squinting widen suddenly: "Let this seat see how you prove it!" ”

The abbot's mouth opened and closed slightly, and finally swallowed the words back. He wanted to stop Master True Color from making a bet with Pan Xiaoxian, but although True Color was only his apprentice grandchild, he was already the first in the first class, and he had already stopped True Color once, and if he didn't stop him a second time, he could only acquiesce in this gamble. (To be continued.) )