Retracting his thoughts, Dongfang Bai did not chase Guo Xiang with light skills, but restrained his breath and followed in a brisk way, there will be more people soon, and he still hides a little at his level, he doesn't have Guo Jing in this world, just pick up the cheap in the back. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Hanging behind him from afar, after a while, Dongfang Bai saw Guo Xiang and Jueyuan, who were staring at each other in a daze, and the two recognized each other.

After watching the two of them stunned for a moment, one said and the other shook their heads, you chased after me, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but shake his head, Shaolin's way of punishing people is even more ruthless than my Heimu Cliff! With the chain bucket in his body, it was difficult for him to fly far away, but this also showed that the old monk's martial arts were indeed several stories high, and it was right for him to follow behind.

Follow and watch all the way, to Zhang Junbao appeared, to Guo Xiang and Shaolin's monks to move, Dongfang Bai's attitude has been watching as if watching children fight, although Dongfang Bai and Guo Xiang both belong to first-class masters, but in fact, if you really start to move, Guo Xiang is no match for Dongfang Bai, martial arts are related to the martial arts learned by the martial arts, but more importantly related to a person's heart, there are two mentalities Compared with the same level of masters, martial arts is leading or even arrogant, one is the heart of a child, the mind is empty, Fighting is purely a war, integrating oneself into martial arts, represented by Guo Jing's old naughty boy, and the second category is extremely scheming, this kind of person is integrated into martial arts and at the same time calculates how to use the environment and other things, although it cannot be completely integrated into martial arts to play martial arts to the extreme, but because of the cooperation of various tricks, it is extremely terrible to fight, and Dongfang Bai belongs to the second category. Of course, this is only the case when people of the same level fight, and most of the strong people use the realm to suppress people by means.

It wasn't until the old monk who was supposed to be a colorless Zen master appeared that Dongfang Bai's attitude really became serious, no matter how the Shaolin monk did things, kung fu can definitely be learned, especially the old monk's, hundreds of years of inheritance from generation to generation, even a fool can pile up a first-class master. After observing and studying, and being forced to leave the company, Dongfang Bai picked up the four words that he had lost in college. As long as it is useful, whether it is good or bad, whether it is book knowledge or social obscurity, there will always be something to gain from using these words.

After saying a few words to Guo Xiang, they started to move, it should have been a bet on guessing the door, and after a few moves, it was seen that Guo Xiang was under the colorless mind of dragging the move, and attacked violently, and the two fists and tiger's mouth were opposite to each other in an arc, and they attacked violently and smashed into Guo Xiang's ears.

Colorless Zen master is tall and thin, engaged in green forest work in the early years, learned some green forest knife techniques, although martial arts and Buddhism are all refined after entering Shaolin, but some habits have not been completely and completely changed, although the shot has been controlled, but there are still these ways to open and close, if this move is adjusted at some angles, it is the trick of taking people's lives to hit the temple.

Guo Xiang saw that his fist was extremely powerful, and he didn't dare to block it, so his body twisted and slipped between his palms.

"This trick should be the 'loach skill' of the old naughty boy and the old good-looking Aunt Ying, but the colorless strength and the circle are insufficient, this is completely out of the house, and it seems that there is no killer." Dongfang Bai looked at it, while thinking about it, he moved his body slightly to imitate, although Guo Xiang's move only had its shape, but under the careful thinking of his own martial arts, it was still conducive to the perfection of his other tricks.

Although Guo Xiang slipped out, he did not escape the colorless aftermath, the colorless trick changed closely, his body leaned forward, his arm was slightly heavy, and he smashed it down, Guo Xiang still did not escape, and immediately used a trick that he didn't know from where to attack the acupoint at the colorless wrist. This trick of colorless consciousness, the trick that has not yet been finished, has changed again.

"Colorless is not a loss is the martial arts master of Shaolin, this Shaolin fist looks mediocre, and it is also profound in his hands, although Shaolin is always the background, but the first seat of this Luohan Hall is really not watery, but this old monk releases water, and the fist wind and palm wind must not be strong, and even the leaves next to him are not impressed, just compare the tricks?" Dongfang Bai has some opinions on the behavior of the colorless Zen master who does not work hard, he is not an illiterate Shaolin disciple on the side, one by one shouting is amazing, he wants to see the true level of this colorless, and then compare himself to measure what level his first-class belongs to in Yitian.

After a while, Dongfang Bai's thumb slid in a small circle, moved for a moment, and said in his heart, "He Zudao, you are finally here." ”

But Colorless had already recognized Guo Xiang, the two chatted for a while, talked about Yang Guo, Guo Xiang went down the mountain, the old monk sent each other, and when he walked through a reed pavilion, the Shaolin abbot summoned Colorless to go to the main hall. Dongfang Bai, who knew the plot, naturally knew that He Zudao was coming, and naturally thought that his opportunity had come.

Looking at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly figure, but still childish face after the colorless people left, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the future martial arts master, founded Wudang with his own strength, comparable to the Tai Chi ancestor of Shaolin, and the sloppy Taoist who lived for more than a hundred years before becoming an immortal.

"This is the real son of the world, a son of destiny like Zhang Wuji can only be a disciple. However, there is no comparison between the two, Zhang Wuji is just a character who appears in this world's heaven and earth in accordance with the trajectory in the underworld, in terms of martial arts, influence, achievements, means, ideas and decisions, he is not as good as Zhang Junbao. Looking at it, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but praise, he also memorized the Taijiquan Sutra written by him in the future, but unfortunately his realm was not enough, and he couldn't use the mystery of his moves to comprehend Lao Zhang's Taiji artistic conception, otherwise, the ultimate artistic conception of the Sunflower Treasure Book can be comprehended to see if he can practice well.

Watching Guo Xiang stuff the Iron Arhat into Zhang Junbao's hands, Dongfang Bai couldn't help but shake his head, "Poor Great Grandmaster, you have completely fallen into the pit." ”

And Guo Xiang, who was just about to leave, was stopped by the colorless Zen master who came back, "Second Miss Guo, please stay." ”

Colorless approached, and after letting Zhang Junbao leave, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "Second Miss Guo, do you know who wrote it?" ”

Guo Xiang took the paper and looked at it.

Here Dongfang Bai said secretly, "Oops." ”

Next, Guo Xiang and Wuse should study the content of this note, the original Guo Xiang didn't know anything, the two of them left after talking, and today she just ran into herself, then next, he will definitely say himself, then he let He Zudao go forward, and the idea of turning over the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion by himself is not ......

Dongfang Bai's mind turned, and he was about to quietly walk a few steps in the woods, but he wanted to hide.

Who knew that before he moved, Colorless and Guo Xiang over there jumped over with light skills.

"Amitabha, where does the donor want to go?"

"I just left Brother Dongfang alone, Guo Xiang apologized here."

At the same time, there were two different greetings coming, but these greetings sounded ill-intentioned to Dongfang Bai.

There is a way not to be a thief and not to be weak-hearted, but Dongfang Bai has the intention of being a thief.

Miss Guo was polite. The colorless Zen master is polite in the lower Dongfang Bai. Since you can't leave, then don't go, turn your body, Dongfang Bai put his arms behind his back, and said with a smile, the purple robe is fluttering, although he has no grandmaster bearing, it is not extraordinary.

"Huh!" Dongfang Bai's change made Guo Xiang couldn't help but let out a puzzled sound, this person ...... How can this man seem to be a few years older?

"Donor." The colorless Zen master was also shocked by Dongfang Bai's temperament, and bent his waist slightly to return the salute to Dongfang Bai. In terms of momentum, the first seat of the self-cultivation Arhat Hall is still not as good as the future leader of the ruthless Divine Sect.

Then he replied, "I don't know what advice the donor has to give me Shaomu Mountain?" Do you know the three saints of Kunlun? ”

"I don't dare to advise, just come and see, the great monk can rest assured that I am a tourist who travels to the mountains and rivers, and I don't know the three saints of Kunlun." Dongfang Bai smiled.

"Tourists?" Colorless frowned, "The donor is also a person in the martial arts, although my Shaomu Mountain is not a forbidden place in the world, but if the donor comes to watch the amusement, should I be informed in the temple, so that my temple can send someone to guide the donor, and at the same time, I can also prepare a residence for the donor, so that the donor can enjoy the fun." ”

"At the same time, you can also monitor me to see if I will be bad for Shaolin?" Dongfang Bai said with a smile and sarcastically, this treatment is all for martial arts people.

"Amitabha!" The colorless Zen master did not deny it, this is a very clear thing for the discerning person, but to say it so bluntly, the colorless Zen master is really the first time he has encountered it, so he has to call the Buddha number.

"Brother Dongfang said this, but it is a little rude, Shaolin's move is not abrupt, and it can be convenient for everyone, how can you question it like this?" Guo Xiang, who was arrogant on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, this Dongfang Bai was rude.

"Hehe, Miss Guo, after the end of Nanshan, the tomb of the living dead, the Condor Heroes, extinct rivers and lakes. Just because you haven't found it before doesn't mean you're really not there. Smiling, Dongfang Bai didn't care about Guo Xiang's words, but said softly.

Although the voice was soft, it was like thunder to Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang, who originally belonged to the spirit of fighting injustice and courage, was originally depressed and almost winter-sealed, but in an instant, it was like the spring solstice, and under the thunder of shock, everything recovered.

She asked Dongfang Bai urgently, "What did you say?" How do you know? Are you telling the truth? Where is Big Brother really? ”

She stared at Dongfang Bai tightly, colorless, a reed pavilion, Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Mountain and even the entire world no longer existed for her at this moment, as if, the meaning of her life at the moment was to get a positive answer from Dongfang Bai.

The girl's mind is clear, and she is worried about the king, but it's a pity that the falling flowers are intentionally flowing with the flowing water, and the flowing water is ruthless in love with the falling flowers, and everyone is chanting that if life is only as first seen, it's just that you can't stay together and know each other forever, so why meet, it's better not to see.

Looking at Guo Xiang who couldn't accommodate other people in his eyes, suddenly, Dongfang Bai was a little distressed, Shaohua was like a flower, happy and carefree years, but his face was full of dust from the south and the north, whose fault is this? Whose iniquity is it?

No wonder he couldn't blame her, and even more so her. Fate you know everything, omnipotent, if you want to be born, why arrange to meet and be difficult to stay together, if you regard all living beings as ants, why bother to arrange the fate of ants? Just to watch this drama called life?

Suddenly, Dongfang Bai felt that the requirements of the Ten Thousand Worlds Dzi to break the plot were so interesting, although the director who wrote the script was a little too powerful, but there should always be an idea to be a drama bully.

From this moment, Dongfang Bai had an active heart, and he wanted to take the initiative.