Yuan Che's cultivation was revealed, which made everyone present look different!

Sage!

How many years has there been no saint in the Eastern Wilderness? How many years have there been no monks who have stepped into a state of compassion?

The disciples of the Shangyuan Sect were still sitting upright, looking at the man in a green shirt in front of them without squinting, and in their eyes, that person was like a god. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Ling and the others looked at each other, not only them, but everyone was shocked!

And the most surprising thing was Lin Yue and Lin Dong, Lin Yue always felt that Yuan Che made him unable to see through, but he didn't expect that his strength had long exceeded his own realm.

And Lin Dong's face was red and white, he wanted to be angry, and felt angry about Yuan Che's strength, but Yuan Che's strong strength overwhelmed him!

The faces of the heads of each sect were different, either surprised or happy, envious or jealous, but they had to admit that at this time, Yuan Che really pressed them, and there was no way for them to resist if they wanted to.

The young man who was present before stood behind Yuan Che with an impassioned face.

Zhang Ling suddenly became curious about this product, this person was even more free and uninhibited than him, he didn't care about any etiquette at all, as if he didn't care about anything in his eyes, and only lived in his own world.

Shangyuan Sect is a bit different from other sects!

Zhang Ling touched his chin and felt that maybe he should get acquainted with that disciple of the Shangyuan Sect.

"Forget it, this matter is also that the disciple of Luofu Mountain has taken too heavy action before, but Master Yuan, your disciple is not simple!" Lin Yue said, and there was an unknown emotion in his eyes when he looked at that disciple.

The corners of Yuan Che's mouth hooked, and he shook his head and said, "Master Lin has misunderstood, Ku'er is not my disciple! ”

As soon as he said this, people began to wonder about the identity of that senior, Yuan Che has such a high cultivation, and he is still called a senior, presumably his cultivation must be even higher than him!

And Yuan Che is already a saint himself!

The only one who surpasses him is the Great Sage!

But Yuan Che obviously didn't mean to say much, he just said such a sentence and sat down, continuing to maintain a faint and detached appearance.

At this time, everyone turned their eyes on the disciple in Tsing Yi, only to see that he had regained his calm, wearing Tsing Yi made him look very elegant, and there was a trace of coldness in his narrow eyes, but it was covered up and not easy to see. His thin lips were pursed, his complexion was fair, and his slender figure had a sense of independence from the world.

"This guy is pretending to look like him!" He Guang muttered in a low voice, and he couldn't admit that the thing looked more handsome than himself.

At the end of the first day of the event, the sky was already dark, the moonlight was faint, and Ming Xu took Mingyue's hand and walked in front, making Zhang Ling and He Guang, who were following behind, a little jealous.

Such a pair of beautiful people walking under the moon, walking slowly in the mountains, anyone who sees it will be envious.

"It's really a beautiful day, but the two of you walking behind as light bulbs are too short-sighted, right?"

The soft voice was teasing, and a figure fell.

"Is that you?" He Guang frowned.

"Aren't you contemplative?" Zhang Ling was a little surprised.

"Shhhhh

He looked around, there were only a few of them in the moonlight, and then he said triumphantly with his hands behind his back: "How is it, did you deceive all of you during the day?"

Zhang Ling was a little speechless, and Ming Xu and the others turned around when they saw that it was him.

"Why are you doing this?" He Guang was upset when he saw him, and his tone of voice was also very impulsive.

Obviously, He Ku didn't see He Guang and the others in his eyes, he just circled around Zhang Ling a few times, and said in a loud voice: "If I say that I am just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, do you believe it or not?"

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

What's that?

Several people had never heard of this kind of statement, but they knew by looking at the tone of the person in front of them that it was not a good idea.

So they didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

He Ku turned around more than a dozen times, looked Zhang Ling up and down, and looked him through carefully, and then said: "Zhang Ling, in fact, I am here to find you!"

Zhang Ling raised his eyebrows, he only had the idea of befriending this person during the day, but he didn't expect him to come by himself at night.

"Oh, but what's the matter?"

He Ku is chic and uninhibited in green clothes, but he can't wear the meaning of Yuan Che's detachment, he is really a hanger, Zhang Ling is dwarfed by him.

"Well, yes, I'm here to help you open up a new world!" he held his head high, as if he thought he was going to open up a new world.

Zhang Ling felt a pain in his brain, this product, why is it so, I can't describe it!

"Alas, don't go, I'm serious, my master has said that in order for me to have a seat in the future, I must follow you now! Hey, I'm talking about Zhang Ling, you go slowly! Have you found the lover of your dreams? Have you two seen it? And ......"

Zhang Ling shuddered all over his body, and walked faster, chasing him after him all the time saying some strange things, buzzing like a bee.

"Hey, Zhang Ling, you wait for me! If you don't wait for me, I won't teach you the black bone swordsmanship!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Ling, who was walking quickly, stop suddenly, and then look at him with a cold face, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light.

He Ku took a step back, swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigilantly, and then realized that his current strength could not beat Zhang Ling. Ma Dan, I didn't pretend to be forced if I knew it, this thing wouldn't kill him now, right?

After all, the Zhang Ling he knew was murderous without blinking! That ruthlessness was no worse than that of his apprentice!

And Zhang Ling just looked at the man in front of him, but there were some doubts in his heart, how could he know that he wanted to learn the black bone swordsmanship? This was just a flash of thought in his mind! Who is this person?

The atmosphere between the two sides was a little deadlocked, He Guang smiled and took out two short knives, which were his natal weapons, the short knives flashed cold and faint under the moon, exuding a trace of bloodthirsty taste.

"Don't, don't. He Ku's throat moved, and he looked at Zhang Ling with a dry smile, "I also heard that Uncle Yuan said that your cultivation method is very peculiar, and it is different from ordinary people, but this set of black bone sword techniques I practice is very suitable for you, I just thought that since I want to be with you, I have to show a little sincerity." ”

He explained very spinelessly, and his eyes were sincere.

Zhang Ling smiled at this time, as if nothing had happened: "I really want to learn the Black Bone Sword Technique, and I also know that your Black Bone Sword Technique is the true essence, but I don't like to be threatened." ”

"It's definitely not a threat!" He Ku raised his hands in the air, looking aggrieved, "Where do I dare to threaten you, I just think it's more promising to follow you!"

Zhang Ling touched his chin, a little wanted to laugh, he didn't know if he had a future, but others were so sure that he would have a future if he followed. And it felt even stranger that this affirmation came from someone he met for the first time.

Especially this person, who is still a little nervous.

He Ku followed Zhang Ling step by step, his head was a little sweaty, and the words he pulled out just now were completely serious nonsense, and he didn't know if Zhang Ling noticed anything, anyway, he felt a little weak now.

On the Lone Bamboo Peak, He Ku and Zhang Ling huddled together, in his words, the relationship should be cultivated from smelling each other's stinky socks, although the monks have cultivated to their current state, their bodies have almost reached the level of flawlessness, and it is impossible to have any foot odor.

It turns out that foot odor has nothing to do with cultivation.

He Ku took off his shoes and socks, and instantly a sour feeling made Zhang Ling and the others want to gag.

He looked at the few people proudly, showing off his big feet.

Zhang Ling really couldn't stand this guy, and kicked him out, only to hear a scream outside, He Guang and Ming Xu looked at each other and laughed, but they were all pinching their noses.

But after a while, he walked in barefoot, as if he had been washed with hot water, and the whole surface of his feet was red, but there was no longer that strange smell.

Obviously, he thinks that the idea that feelings should be cultivated by smelling each other's stinky socks has failed, and he can only start another strategy cleanly.

"By the way, why don't your feet stink?" he looked at the other people puzzled, his own cultivation was not low, but the problem of foot odor has not been good, and all kinds of methods have been tried, but there is no result.

He Guang rolled his eyes and said, "Character reasons." ”

He Ku's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at He Guang magically, as if he had seen a relative.

His expression made He Guang shiver, and he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Heku suddenly hugged him and cried, crying like a ghost crying wolf, "Big brother, dear friends, you are also from my Great China!"

He Guang pushed him with disgust, but found that this thing was really crying, and it was sad and tearful.

Zhang Ling and the others looked sideways, seeing that Hekugu was really sad, and they were a little out of breath when they cried, and they couldn't understand where his sudden sadness came from, they were all confused.

He cried for a while, and He Guang felt that he was about to be strangled, so he broke free from his fatal hug and moved a few times, away from this guy who was a little nervous abnormal.

He sobbed bitterly to stabilize his emotions, and said with a very lonely expression: "I don't know how my parents are now, I don't know if my girlfriend is married to her mistress, I don't know if my Mimi has grown up now......"

He looked at everything in the room with a lonely expression.

Zhang Ling and the others looked at each other silently, silently doing their own things, and did not answer rationally.

"Zhang Ling, this is the sword technique atlas of the black bone swordsmanship, give it to you, I'll go back first. ”

He handed Zhang Ling a leather scroll that looked a little old, and walked towards the door sadly and helplessly, his back was desolate, as if he was suffering from all kinds of loneliness.

"Wait!"

Zhang Ling stepped forward, he frowned, although he couldn't figure out which play this guy played for a while, and the whole person was in a fog, but it could be seen that this person was not confined to secular etiquette, and did things according to likes and dislikes, and didn't care about what others thought at all. Zhang Ling really wanted the black bone swordsmanship, but he was not willing to accept other people's gifts.

"This is for you!" Zhang Ling handed over a neatly wrapped object to Heku, and then watched him leave.

It wasn't until he walked away and couldn't see that He Guang breathed a sigh of relief, "This guy, where did he come from!"

"I'm afraid his origin is not simple!"

Ming Xu looked at Zhang Ling, who was contemplative, and asked puzzledly: "What is the place in Greater China?