I only heard Jin Wuliang's smug laughter in the hall, and everyone also admired the handwriting of several major sects.

Whether it is the Lu family's famous organ crossbow or the elixir of the Xiaoyao faction, it is impossible to buy it with money in the outside world, and the authentic internal strength pranayama method of the Wudang faction is even more unbeatable in the world, it is said that Zhang Zhenren lived to be 218 years old, and he relied on the unique method of meditation and pranayama, and I don't know how many people asked for it.

Even if this is not the whole book, just a little fur, it is no problem to live to be one or twenty years old.

There are also the golden Buddha, dust and jade Bodhi presented by the Emei faction, which are all magic vessels that have been opened, and they are worshiped every day, which can ensure the prosperity of the incense of Chiyan Villa, and it is also very effective.

Jin Wuliang raised a glass of wine and said loudly: "Everyone's generous gifts, the old man will accept it with a cheeky face!" ”

Mrs. Fang Yuan held a cup of tea in her hand, and the rest of the people raised their glasses to drink with her.

After a few glasses of spirits, Jin Wuliang did not see the slightest drunkenness, and when he was old and strong, he began to blow to them in big gulps, Li Yanjiang was a little inferior, and a trace of blush appeared on his face.

For example, Lu Songnian and others are old rivers and lakes, just a few glasses of wine, and they can't try their amount of alcohol.

Just when the birthday banquet had reached its climax, when the heroes were drinking happily, they suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the village:

"I wish the owner of Jin Lao Zhuang a life higher than the sky, and he will not grow old in spring and autumn!"

I only heard a loud shout, which directly overshadowed the voices of everyone in the hall, and the sound was so loud that even the wine in the cup was overflowing.

Ao Zisheng and Jin Wuliang glanced at each other, and the two brothers, Jin Xiwen and Jin Xiwu, hurriedly stood up.

Li Yanjiang frowned slightly: "The person who came here is so deep internal force!" ”

Master Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "It's a bit like the lion roar of Buddhism!" ”

Bai Qianqian's eyes narrowed like autumn water, and her voice was soft but with a hint of solemnity: "It doesn't sound like the accent of the Central Plains, lest the person who comes is not good." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned, and with the sound flickering far and near, it was actually coming from nowhere, and it was a bit like the heavenly thunder and eight sounds of Buddhism, how much could be sure that the other party was a person in Buddhism.

Neither the Southern Shaolin of Fuzhou nor the Northern Shaolin of Yuzhou, then there are only Tibetan monks in Tibet or the Esoteric religion of the Northern Barbarians.

But Esoteric Buddhism is located in the land of the Northern Barbarians, thousands of miles away from Ganzhou, not to mention the long distance, but also through the capital, it will not be them, then there are only Tibetan monks in Tibet.

Several of the people present were all senior veterans in the rivers and lakes, and they quickly guessed the identity of the future.

Jin Wuliang took the lead out of the banquet hall, and the rest of the people followed, just outside the door, he saw more than 20 people striding outside the hall, among which the one who walked in the front was indeed a monk dressed as a Tibetan monk, and behind him, two young monks who were also dressed as Tibetan monks, one fat and one thin, standing left and right, and more than a dozen guards with braided hair and wearing robes and swords around their waists, and seven or eight men and women dressed in the Western Regions, but their faces were men and women with the appearance of the Central Plains.

The group was violent, and as soon as they entered the lobby, many people were so frightened by them that they hid in the distance.

The table of the Qinglian Sect was at the bottom, just next to the left of this group, Leng Qingqing wanted to get up and retreat to the side to make his debut, but he saw Yang Ling sitting there eating and drinking with an indifferent face, and behind him were several men and women dressed in the Western Regions.

For some reason, a strange feeling arose in her heart, and she sat there in a daze, not moving her position.

Old Lady Cui was old and dignified, and she didn't show a little flustered, not to mention Yang Ling.

Qin Shaohong saw that Granny Cui didn't move, she didn't move, but Lan Lin and the girls were a little frightened, the Tibetan monk led by him looked quite terrifying, with a fierce beard on his face, a protruding forehead and narrow eyebrows, deep sunken eye sockets, and a grin that could reach the root of his ears, anyway, it was the kind of dog that had to be frightened when he saw it.

On the contrary, the men and women dressed in the Western Regions behind him were quite handsome, but their eyes were a little cold, which made people feel a little afraid for no reason.

Jin Wuliang raised his eyebrows coldly, not angry and arrogant, and his voice rolled like a bell exploding: "Why did a few lamas come to my Chiyan Mountain Villa, and they couldn't turn their fate?" ”

knew that the other party was not good, and the last thing he wanted was to fix those vain things, and his tone was full of disgust.

"Audacious, daring to be rude to Master Virujaya." I saw that in the crowd, a man who seemed to be an envoy stood up, pointed at Jin Wuliang and scolded loudly:

"Master Vilu Shaye is the senior brother of my national teacher of the Tubo country, even if the king sees him, he must treat him politely, and he still needs to make a fate in your broken mountain villa."

Li Yanjiang snorted coldly: "This is Great Xia, it's not Tubo, show off your might, then go back to your Tubo country!" ”

In his life, he was most disliked by these countries outside Tibet, all of them were ignorant and uneducated people, and he wanted to go thousands of miles to preach abroad, but he was driven out by that group of foolish people, which was hopeless.

As a result, even the later disciples of the Wudang Sect did not have a very good sense of the Tubo Kingdom.

"Bastard, who are you?"

The envoy scolded angrily, and immediately pointed the finger at Li Yanjiang.

"Wudang, Li Yanjiang!"

Li Yanjiang was arrogant, neither humble nor arrogant, he was scolded angrily, he didn't even blink his eyelids, he just looked at him so plainly.

Wudang?

The envoy was stunned for a moment, and finally remembered, isn't it the cult that they used to confuse the people in the Tubo country a hundred years ago?

"Hmph, who should I be, it turned out to be a disciple of Wudang, just a cult, and this envoy doesn't care about you."

After that, he looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the old man with white hair but strong spirits, and said in a lofty tone: "You are Jin Wuliang?" ”

Jin Xiwu saw that the other party dared to call his father's name, and it was still on his birthday, so he immediately wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but was stopped by Jin Wumeasurable traces.

"Don't talk nonsense, let go of a fart!" Jin Wuliang was also too lazy to care, and asked directly.

"You...... Hmph, good! ”

But seeing him wave his hand, seven or eight guards hurried out, and then turned back again, carrying three large boxes in their hands and opening them in turn.

Then he opened it all in front of the immeasurable amount of gold, and suddenly the gold was shining, and the three boxes full of gold jewelry were no less than a thousand catties of gold alone, and the jewelry was piled up with a full box, and it almost overflowed.

For a while, everyone was in an uproar, and their faces were full of shock.

As if in a dream, many people rubbed their eyes and looked at them again: not good, still dazzling!

However, in the face of these three boxes of jewelry, Jin Wuliang just asked calmly, "What does this mean?" ”

The envoy saw that this group of Central Plains people looked like they had never seen the world, and their faces were full of disdain and ridicule, and they said proudly: "I heard that on the birthday of the old farmer, Master Pilu Shaye specially sent 13,000 taels of gold and a box of jewels and jade bracelets, and wanted to make friends with the old owner." ”

said that he was making friends, but his face seemed to take advantage of the other party.

And at this time, Master Virujaya, who had been silent, finally spoke.

With his palms folded, he stood in front of his chest, and said in a sincere tone: "Old man Vilu Shaye, I want to make friends with Mr. Jin, I wonder if this meeting gift is still satisfying?" ”

Jin Wuliang looked at him for a moment, his heart sank suddenly, he couldn't see the depth, it seemed that the other party's breath-holding kung fu was very good, and this voice was clearly sounded outside the village just now, it can be seen that the other party's strength is definitely not low, as for how it compares with himself, he has no bottom.

"It's okay to make friends, but you don't have to be so ostentatious! I have a lot of things in the original place, I haven't seen anything, even if the newborn doll wears a golden lock around its neck, but it's just some yellow and white things! ”

As soon as these words came out, the group of people in the Tubo Kingdom didn't feel anything, and everyone present lowered their heads in shame!

In addition to satirizing the people of the Tubo Kingdom, Jin Wuliang is also alluding to their fussy appearance, as a person in the rivers and lakes, he is actually so fascinated by some vulgar things that he doesn't know what his surname is!

Vilu Shaye smiled faintly: "Mr. Jin is really extraordinary, just a mundane thing, naturally it can't get into your eyes, but the old man has a martial arts called "Twelve Dragon Catchers" that he wants to give to the old man, I don't know if I can laugh at it?" ”

Fang Yuan's face changed slightly, and he lost his voice: "Shaolin's twelve dragon snatchers? This is the martial arts of the Discipline Academy, how can it be in your hands. ”

You must know that Tibetan monks have nothing to do with the monks and Buddhas of Shaolin Temple, unlike Esoteric Buddhism and Shaolin Temple, there are still some origins, and there may be the same martial arts, but the traditional belief in Tubo is Yongzhong's own religion, and Tibetan Buddhism is integrated into many primitive Buddhist factors that grow by itself, so it can be said that it has nothing to do with Shaolin in the Central Plains, but how can there be twelve dragon catchers of the Discipline Academy.

Pilu Shaye unexpectedly glanced at Mrs. Fang Yuan, and it was not surprising to see that she was dressed as a nun, and immediately smiled and said: "Yes, this is the twelve dragon catchers of Southern Shaolin, before coming to Guizhuang, I took the time to visit Shaolin, and I got this martial art by chance, and I just gave it to Mr. Jin today." ”

Shaolin martial arts, since it is authentic in the world, everyone in the rivers and lakes yearns for it, even Jin Wuliang is a little itchy, but I don't know how the other party got this martial arts, so he didn't dare to accept it.

In case it was stolen by the other party, and he accepted it in public, wouldn't it make people misunderstand that he was an accomplice with this Tibetan monk.

So he refused: "If you have good intentions, let's take back the things!" ”

It seems that Virujaya had expected it, and he didn't even take out the twelve dragon snatchers.

"It's a pity to do this, but the old man wants to ask Mr. Jin for a favor, I don't know if it's okay?"

A cold light flashed in Jin Wuliang's eyes, and he thought to himself if he was finally going to show his true face!

"Your Excellency, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Virujaya was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted, so he said: "The old man wants to borrow a scripture from Mr. Jin to read it, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

Ao Zisheng couldn't help but glance at Jin Wuliang, he had already reminded the other party of this matter, just to see how he would deal with it.

Jin Wuliang's eyes sank slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, and he said loudly:

"Don't borrow!"

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