"Since this assassination will come sooner or later, can the host find a better time to make a plan with less damage?"

Su Hang hesitated, but shook his head. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If Junbao is the mythical master who turned into strength or even above it, then Su Hang could have a more perfect choice.

It's just that without the pain of breaking into a butterfly, can Junbao still create Tai Chi as he did and become the mythical master who has been famous for thousands of years?

Maybe, maybe not.

But even if he could, without this ordeal, Junbao would undoubtedly need a lot of time to accumulate in order to become the famous Sanfeng Daoist.

But whether it is Su Hang or Fo Xiaolou, they obviously don't have the patience to wait.

"So what questions does the host have?" Wuji spread his hands, "There is a good saying, people are self-aware, and they have no corresponding ability, but they insist on taking too heavy responsibilities, and the final result can only be a tragedy." ”

"Self-aware?"

Su Hang glanced at the people who were silently bandaged in the carriage, and his clenched fists slowly loosened.

Sure enough, the weaker you are, the more things you need to sacrifice......

……

"The Heart Sutra of Emptiness?"

With his back against the black sword, Su Hang slowly unfolded the bamboo slip in his hand.

Although the knot in his heart has been untied, after this incident, Su Hang's original mentality of treating the fantasy world as a game has also been completely reined.

In the world, there is no real leisure. Without transcendent strength, everything is empty talk.

To quickly improve his strength, in addition to helping Junbao create Taijiquan as soon as possible, all Su Hang can think of is the bamboo slip in his hand.

This is a world of national arts, so what Jueyuan handed over to Junbao to help him create Taijiquan will naturally not be the "Jiuyang True Scripture" that is not comparable to "Innate Gong".

The Empty Heart Sutra, judging from the name, should indeed be a scripture that helps people meditate and contemplate.

Just, why only half a volume?

Seeing the angular word "Shang", Su Hang's expression was also a little subtle, this thing wouldn't be the same as "Daozang", another bottomless super pit, right?

And this is not "Daozang", the ghost knows if there is a volume in Shaolin Temple.

However, the borrowing has already been borrowed, and Su Hang will naturally not give up because of this trivial matter.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Su Hang opened the bamboo slip in his hand.

"If the heart is clear, the tower is not shocked; All changes are especially fixed, and the spirit is calm; Dirt does not stick, vulgarity does not stain ......"

"Regard fame and fortune as a gap, see the dust before you as a dream, and purity is the ...... of the world"

"Rigidity is folding, softness is eternal, softness is better than strongness......"

"No desire, no desire, indifferent, can finally thunder and break the mountain without being surprised, and the white blade is handed over without fear of ......"

Su Hang didn't find that every time he read the last sentence of this Empty Heart Sutra, his expression was indifferent......

When the whole volume was finished, Su Hang's expression became as cold and hard as marble, and there was only a cold feeling in his eyes.

……

"Wow! Junbao, how did you become a panda? ”

"Really? It's okay, it's just that I can't sleep. ”

Seeing Qiu Xue's concerned eyes, Junbao smiled a little reluctantly.

"Still thinking about Tianbao?"

"Well, is it really that fascinating? Twenty years of brotherhood ......"

"Borrowed."

An undulating voice interrupted the conversation between Junbao and Qiuxue.

"Xiao Hang? Early. ”

Junbao was a little embarrassed to get out of the way, and habitually said hello.

It's just that Su Hang, who used to be the first to greet Junbao, went over without stopping today, as if he hadn't heard Junbao's greeting.

"This ...... Qiu Xue, do you say Xiaohang is a little strange today? ”

Junbao turned his head a little strangely, but found that Qiu Xue was looking at Su Hang's back in a daze.

"Autumn snow? Autumn snow? What's wrong? ”

It wasn't until Junbao gently pushed the other party's shoulder that Qiu Xue came back to her senses and said with palpitations:

"Junbao, did you see Junior Brother Su's eyes just now? I've always felt a little - terrible! ”

"Terrible?" Junbao laughed a little, "Could it be that you have been too tired lately, Xiaohang's reaction is a little strange, yes, but it is a six-year-old child, so it won't make you say that it is terrible, right?" ”

"Also, maybe I'm reading ...... wrong"

Qiu Xue thought about it, and felt that there must have been too many things that had happened recently, so she was frightened by the eyes of a six-year-old child.

It's just that soon, Qiu Xue knew that her feelings were not delusions.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

In the small courtyard of the farmhouse, Junbao danced with a big gun as always, and experienced a real killing, Junbao's marksmanship also improved to a higher level and really began to mature.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

It's just that soon, everyone was startled by another spear flower that appeared in the small courtyard.

I saw that on the opposite side of Junbao, Su Hang, who had been silently sticking a gun, actually danced today!

"How is this possible?!"

Qiu Xue and Xiao Donggua stared at the sudden gun flower, their faces full of disbelief.

Su Hang will dance spears and flowers, and everyone is not surprised.

After all, it was almost a week since Su Hang entered Mingjin, and it was not surprising that he began to practice spear flowers and prepare for his entry into Mingjin.

However, Su Hang's spear flower danced so beautifully!

It's so beautiful, it's almost the same as Junbao's gun flower carved out of a mold, it's exactly the same.

For a while, there seemed to be a mirror in the small courtyard, no matter what kind of action Junbao made, the next moment, Su Hang would repeat it exactly the same, and even the sound exploded.

What's going on?

What kind of strength Su Hang is, the people who watch him practice guns every day are naturally very clear.

Qiu Xue seemed to think of something, and her eyes turned to Su Hang's face.

Shhh

Qiu Xue gasped and said to the little winter melon:

"Little winter melon, look at Little Brother Su's eyes!"

Eyes?

Xiao Donggua was stunned when he heard this, and also paid attention to Su Hang's eyes.

What a pair of eyes they were!

Cold! Indifferent!

It's like two crystal clear gems, beautiful and beautiful.

However, with such beautiful eyes, the only feeling that autumn snow and small winter melon can bring is terrifying.

Because no matter the autumn snow or the little winter melon, they can't feel any human feelings from these eyes.

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