"Master!" Sun Shangxiang thought that the withered leaf Zen master was stabbed to the ground by Luoyang, so he flew up in a hurry for a while, and stopped beside the withered leaf Zen master on his knees. In the next second, she leaned forward and reached out to hold the neck of the withered leaf Zen master.

The skirt was raised, and a pair of small white pants were revealed.

It is like a fermented dough, dazzling white and large.

Luoyang, who had just been pierced in someone's eye, was also pierced in his eye, and hurriedly looked away.

Integrity.

"Master, are you alright?" Sun Shangxiang was very nervous.

The withered leaf Zen master forcibly opened his two red and swollen eyes: "I am defeated."

The master and apprentice used Fusang language, which Luoyang couldn't understand, so he looked away, but saw the fermented product wrapped in white cloth again, and he had to look away again.

Go on, be upright.

"Get out of the way."

"Master Craftsman ......"

"I'll tell you to get out of the way." The tone of the withered leaf Zen master was fierce.

Sun Shangxiang let go of his hand, got up and stepped aside.

Finally, there was no need to see the fermented fruit, and Luoyang's eyes also returned to the withered leaf Zen master.

The withered leaf Zen master struggled to get up, looking directly at Luoyang, and only a slit was left in his two red and swollen eyes.

Luo Yang frowned slightly: "What, do you still want to fight?"

The withered leaf Zen master suddenly bowed deeply to Luoyang: "I am defeated, I am convinced of defeat, I am worthy of being a swordsman of Great Huaxia!" Please bow down to me!"

When the sound fell, the withered leaf Zen master suddenly bent his legs, plopped and knelt on the ground, his head also hung down, and his chin was almost pressed against his collarbone.

It's really like that, Xiao Ri only serves the strong, if he wins you, he won't treat you as a human being, but if you beat him to the point that his nose is blue and his face is swollen, then you are his father.

Luoyang ended the psychic state of the Trinity, put the sword in his hand, and stepped forward to help the withered leaf Zen master up.

If you win the war, you will be angry, and there will be no need to fight-for-tat.

The withered leaf Zen master stood up and bowed deeply to Luoyang again.

Luoyang nodded.

"Luoyang-san, you're so amazing!" Sun Shangxiang walked over, her beautiful face was full of smiles, but soon she changed her words, "But you are dishonest, why did you tell me that you have not learned swordsmanship, your swordsmanship is obviously so powerful."

Luo Yang said, "I really haven't learned it, it's this sword that is powerful."

Sun Shangxiang: "......". Five

How long is this man going to lie to himself?

At this time, the withered leaf Zen master said, "Luoyangjun, let me retire."

His eyes hurt so badly that he had to boil two eggs and put them on it, but he was too embarrassed to say it.

"Goodbye." Luoyang said politely.

The withered leaf Zen master said to Sun Shangxiang again: "Shangxiang, please invite Luoyang Jun to come to the Buddhist temple for tea later."

"Hey." Sun Shangxiang bowed and sent him off.

"I'll give this sword back." Luoyang took the ancient sword and walked towards the collection room.

Sun Shangxiang followed: "Luoyang Sang, when are you going to lie to me?"

"Uh, what am I lying to you?"

"You're a swordsman's business." Sun Shangxiang's mouth was slightly upturned, and he looked a little unhappy.

Luo Yang smiled: "Okay, I'll be honest with you, I'm actually the descendant of the Wudang faction, and I also used the gentleman's sword technique of the Wudang faction just now. I can only tell you so much, after all, the master has constraints, and you can't just say it."

Sun Shangxiang's eyes lit up: "I know! Luoyang Sang is really not an ordinary doctor, Si Kuoyi!"

The last sentence of Fusang Luoyang understood, it means so powerful, and it often appears in those educational films he has watched before.

This words of praise fell on Luoyang's ears, but he sighed in his heart.

She doesn't believe the truth, but she doesn't believe the lie.

This man is really only willing to believe what he wants to believe.

Back in the collection room, Luoyang returned the ancient sword to its sheath and put it back on the original weapon rack. Then, he took a step back, shook the ancient sword deeply, and said secretly in his heart, "Senior Bai, thank you, may you rest in peace in the spirit of heaven."

Change the sword and let him use the gentleman's sword technique just now, and he will probably only be able to exert two percent of his strength. However, he didn't have the idea of keeping this ancient sword for himself, even though he knew that if he opened his mouth, Sun Men Soseki would give it to him. But there is no need, it is the 21st century, and no one walks the rivers and lakes with a sword. Besides, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, can it still be faster than a bullet?

Just now, if the withered leaf Zen master had used a gun, he would have been lying down a long time ago.

Therefore, Luoyang didn't plan to use a sword to deal with Luo Juexing, but how to deal with Luo Juexing, he didn't have a plan in his heart.

Next to her, Sun Shangxiang also made a gesture to the ancient sword in Luoyang's appearance, although she didn't know what the meaning of doing this was, but in her heart, as long as it was done by Luoyang Sang, it must be exquisite.

"Luoyang Sang, my master invites you to go to the Buddhist temple for tea, please come with me." Sun Shangxiang said.

Luoyang nodded and walked behind Sun Shangxiang.

For some reason, he couldn't control his eyes to look at her short skirt that was swaying from side to side, and then the fermented object he had just accidentally seen appeared in his mind.

Rao is a righteous hero, and it is difficult to escape male instinct.

Extenuating circumstances, extenuating circumstances.

Passing through a moon gate, you will find a pine forest with ancient trees.

A little further on, a log of "π" shaped torii arches stretches along the stone-paved ramp, and an ancient Buddhist temple stands on the hillside behind the ramp.

"Why are you erecting so many torii gates?" Luoyang asked casually.

"It's called a torii." Sun Shangxiang entered the role of a guide, "It represents the barrier, behind the door is the place where the gods live, and here is the place where mortals live."

"I see, it's kind of interesting."

Up the hillside, there is a clearing in front of the Buddhist temple, paved with gravel. The two deer, grazing on the weeds at the edge of the clearing, heard the commotion, looked up at the side, but did not flee.

Suddenly, a large green bird flew down from a pine tree, and its paws pressed a centipede that had just crawled out of a crack in the stone, and it was not in a hurry to eat, but raised its neck and cried, "Each!"

It turned out to be a pheasant, not a big bird.

Sun Shangxiang said: "That's our national bird of Fusang, the green pheasant, it's the same as your panda, it's a unique species on our side, it's very precious."

Luoyang looked at the green pheasant, as if he had been touched by something, but he couldn't say it.

"Luoyang Sang, is it beautiful?" Sun Shangxiang asked.

Luoyang nodded: "Beautiful."

At this moment, the green pheasant lowered its head and pecked at the centipede, and a large black centipede was eaten by it in three or two bites.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Luoyang's mind, and the vague feeling just now gradually became clear, and a bold idea also emerged from his heart.