Wang Yue was a little flattered: "This, isn't this okay?"

In all fairness, the relationship between Wang Yue and Ning Chuhan is only general. Asking Ning Chuhan to spend spirit stones and sect points to help him, Wang Yue was a little unacceptable.

Ning Chuhan looked impatient: "To help you is to help myself! With you in front of me, Ning Chuxin will not come to harass me for the time being!--Hurry up, I hate mother-in-law and mother the most!"

"I need a codex understanding about the exercises of Lantuo Temple, if not, you can just help me choose a claw codex that wins with speed!"

Ning Chuhan said everything to such an extent, Wang Yue finally stopped refusing, and after thinking about it slightly, he truthfully stated his needs.

Ning Chuhan nodded to Wang Yue, then turned around and walked quickly into the inner hall on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Wang Yue sighed slightly: "I really can't see through him!"

Wang Yue's cultivation of the Lantuo Temple exercises is where his cultivation is located, and it is necessary to keep it secret.

Ning Chuhan had a mediocre relationship with Wang Yue, and it stands to reason that Wang Yue should not share his secrets with him at all.

But Wang Yue did it anyway.

Looking at Ning Chuhan's cold but unusually clear eyes, Wang Yue could clearly feel his crystal pure soul. Although the person in front of him is cold on the outside, he is actually hot on the inside, and he is worthy of treating himself sincerely and entrusting his back.

After a while, Ning Chuhan walked out of the inner hall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a thin comprehension codex: "This is the comprehension note of the current head of the Seven Shaking Sect fifty years ago when he was practicing the Eighteen Fall Methods in the Outer Gate, it may be helpful to you!"

Wang Yue stretched out his right hand and took the exercise codex. The codex is warm in the hand, with the warmth of Ning Chuhan's hand, ancient and shabby, and the cover still has traces of being trampled on by heavy objects.

Although Ning Chuhan didn't say it, this codex must have been found by spending a lot of effort to rummage through the inner hall.

Wang Yue's heart warmed, and he nodded lightly: "Thank you!"

Obviously, a person like Ning Chuhan will not easily make friends, but once he treats you as a friend, he will never betray you.

This kind of person will not easily promise anything to others, but once promised, no matter what the cost, they will do it!

Ning Chuhan still had a frosty face, and his voice was cold: "You're welcome, this is your reward for helping me beat Ning Chuxin!"

Wang Yue smiled lightly, but did not answer, and immediately sat down at the table and chair on the side, and quickly flipped through the codex.

The codex was very thin, and the content was only a thousand words, and Wang Yue had memorized the content of the codex after reading it only once.

"I have to say, the Sect Master of the Seven Shaking Sect is really a generation of geniuses!" Wang Yue sighed and fell into a long thought.

The eighteen strokes of the cloth are Buddhist stunts, and those who have nothing to do with the Buddha cannot practice.

But fifty years ago, in order to practice this exercise, the sect master of the Seven Shaking Sect insisted on reading through the Buddha scroll within a month, comprehending some of the Buddha's meaning, and spent another month to cultivate the eighteenth fall of the clothes to the fullest.

Buddhism's belief in Buddhism, whether the monk is related to Buddhism, is predestined as early as when this person is not born, and cannot be forced.

In fact, when the sect master of the Seven Shaking Sect had no results in his first cultivation, he already knew that he had no connection with Buddhism.

But after that, he was able to read all the Buddhist scriptures, and forcibly intercepted some of the Buddha's thoughts from the scriptures and turned them into his own use.

This kind of comprehension talent is really terrifying and amazing, and to a certain extent, it is already against the sky.

"But it's a pity that this codex records the feelings of the eighteen falls, and it doesn't really help much to break the realm!"

Wang Yue sighed slightly, and then handed the codex back to Ning Chuhan.

Wang Yue had also cultivated the eighteen dipping clothes to perfection, and this exercise was of no use to him at all.

Moreover, Wang Yue could faintly feel that although the head of the Seven Shaking Sect was higher than himself in cultivating this codex, his comprehension in the martial arts was far inferior to his own, and he couldn't even see that layer of window paper.

"Perhaps, I should take a different approach......"

"If you go to the lecture pavilion to listen to the inner disciples, you should gain something......

Wang Yue thought for a long time, then got up, said goodbye to Ning Chuhan, and went from hiding

Leave through the pavilion.

"Wang Yue, we meet again!"

What Wang Yue didn't expect was that he had just walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, and he was blocked by Ning Chuxin outside the pavilion.

This time, Ning Chuxin's appearance was even worse.

His limbs were wrapped in white veils, his hands were hung from his chest in bandages, the bridge of his nose was covered with thick ointment, and his legs were like zombies, pinned under him by a hard plank.

And this time, Ning Chuxin didn't even have the ability to walk on crutches, and was pushed by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion in a wheelchair.

But even so, Ning Chuxin didn't give up, didn't give up, and came to find trouble with Wang Yue.

This perseverance and indomitable spirit made even Wang Yue ashamed and ashamed.

"This time, I invited Senior Brother Chu Henan, who is ranked eighty on the Thousand Grass List. Today, you will be defeated!"

Ning Chu said with hatred in his heart, if he didn't knock Wang Yue down and beat him up, he would not give up.

Wang Yue's expression remained unchanged, and he still said lazily: "Then this time, if I am defeated, how will you deal with me?"

"I, I ......"

When Ning Chu heard this, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he struggled in his heart for a long time, and he didn't dare to say more.

The first few times, Ning Chuxin laughed too early, and several times he threatened Wang Yue before the start of the fight, and he wanted to break Wang Yue's arm, break Wang Yue's legs, and break the bridge of his nose.

As a result, after the fight, these threats were fulfilled one by one. It's just that Wang Yue made a move and cashed in on Ning Chuxin.

So after suffering a few losses, Ning Chuxin, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, finally relented.

"I'm going to break your limbs, break the bridge of your nose, pay for the shame you gave me before, and I'm going to beat you in the mouth, so that you can't spit arrogant words in front of me again!"

In the end, Ning Chuxin still didn't dare to show weakness and cursed.

Because this time, Ning Chuxin was extremely confident in the helper he had invited.

Chu Henan is different from others.

He is the number one genius disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he entered the cultivation of the Seven Shaking Sect three years ago, and now he has the cultivation of the middle stage of the Martial Dao, and he has never been in the top 100 in the ranking of the strength of the outer disciples!

Wang Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised: "It seems that you still haven't learned the lessons of the previous few times!"

After a slight pause, Wang Yue spoke for the second time: "This time, do you still have a spirit stone in your arms for me to grab?"

"Hmph, I'm not in good health, I have to do everything for the senior brothers and brothers of the Sword Pavilion, how can I have any spirit stones on my body!"

Obviously, although Ning Chuxin was stubborn, he was still scared in his heart.

"Is Chu Henan, who is ranked eighty on the Thousand Grass List, lead the way! I hope you can beat me in the mouth after the fight!"

Wang Yue sneered, didn't say much, and walked directly into the ring of the martial arts training ground with Chu Henan.

After tea time.

Bang!――

Hearing only a loud bang, Chu Henan and Wang Yue slapped ten times in a row, and finally couldn't breathe in the eleventh palm, and was slammed in the chest by Wang Yue's palm, and rolled off the ring cleanly.

"This, how is this possible?!"

On the other side of the ring, Ning Chuxin was immediately dumbfounded, looking at Wang Yue, who was walking with a cruel smile step by step, only then did he shout in panic, and tried to turn around, wanting to let the Sword Pavilion disciple behind him push him away.

But it's a pity that the Sword Pavilion disciple who pushed the wheelchair for Ning Chuxin was scattered as soon as Chu Henan was blasted out of the ring, leaving Ning Chuxin alone, facing Wang Yue alone.

"Wang Yue, I was wrong! I'm not human, I'm pumping my big mouth, please have a lot of adults, don't be like me!"

"I, I'm the son of the Sword Pavilion Master! whatever you want, just ask, I can satisfy you!"

This time, Ning Chu's heart finally collapsed, let go of all his figures, and begged Wang Yue pitifully.

There is no doubt that if Ning Chu had a tail in his heart, he would definitely shake it at Wang Yue with all his might.

Wang Yue Senran smiled and showed his white teeth to Ning Chuxin: "I only need you ......"

In the ring, Ning Chuxin's screams sounded again.

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