"Yes, it's not right. It has nothing to do with Beifengdan, it's my Zhong Shuiyue's "Undefeated"! The half-volume mantra that Beifengdan practiced when he practiced martial arts was still taught by me. ”

"In that case, you can be regarded as the master of Beifengdan? Do you regret accepting this apprentice? Jiang Chen said and glanced sideways, causing the white-clothed monk next to him who was just about to get up to sit cross-legged again.

The woman in blue raised her eyebrows: "Why regret it?" ”

"The two of you practice "Fighting Undefeated" together, he only has half a volume, but he is out of the blue, and he arrived at the Martial Saint first, cutting off your future. Don't you regret it? ”

The woman in blue burst out laughing.

This high-bearing Taoist beauty, although she did not deliberately hold a shelf, has a dustless temperament that surpasses everyone. And when she laughed wildly, she also had a domineering and uninhibited arrogance.

"Xiao Jiang, you misunderstood! Beifengdan's comprehension may be above me, but if he wants to cut off my immortal path, I'm afraid he doesn't have that ability! ”

Jiang Chen became more and more confused when he heard this, frowned and said, "As far as I know, Bei Fengdan relied on the 'Fighting Undefeated' body to become holy, this matter is absolutely true!" There can't be two Martial Saints on one road! As for you...... Could it be that your own cultivation is not "Fighting Undefeated"? ”

"No, no." The woman in blue shook her head slowly, "If it weren't for this half volume of "Fighting Undefeated", I'm afraid I would have died without a place to bury!" What I can tell you is that Beifengdan's "Fighting Undefeated" is not exactly the same as my Zhong Shuiyue's "Fighting Undefeated". I taught the first half of Beifengdan's cultivation, but he had another chance to get the second half later. And I always have half a roll in my hand. ”

Bei Fengdan has never been a humble gentleman who respects his teachers, and Jiang Chen has long known this. What Jiang Chen was really interested in was the half of the sentence of the woman in blue: "You mean, although you and Bei Fengdan are fellow practitioners of "Fighting Undefeated", they have different understandings and become sanctified?" ”

Zhong Shuiyue smiled: "When Hongmeng first opened, the sages comprehended the wonder of creation from the nature of heaven and earth, and created three thousand methods. We, the younger generations, have already been inspired by the sages, so why can't we find another way and establish the Dharma again? ”

Jiang Chen was slightly moved, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Zhong is a woman who has such courage, and I admire it. ”

Zhong Shuiyue shook her head and chuckled: "You and I are one generation apart, but you call me a girl, I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Don't look at me as just a woman, there are many people in the world who want to drink my blood and eat my flesh! ”

Jiang Chen also smiled: "I have never liked the etiquette of the world, although you are a generation older than me, but if you want to consider yourself a senior in front of me, I am afraid that you may not be qualified!" ”

"What a playboy!" Zhong Shuiyue praised and shook her head again, "Indeed, I am not a person with high morality and high esteem, I don't do good deeds, I only do murder and arson, and I may not be called a predecessor in your eyes." But the deal I'm going to make with you is definitely a sure thing for you! ”

"Do you want to use half a volume of "Fighting Undefeated" in exchange for your right-hand man?"

"If you're not impressed, then add one of your friends, buy one get one free, and you're satisfied, how about it?"

Jiang Chen frowned: "My friend? ”

At this time, the white-clothed monk next to him finally couldn't hold it back, and shouted movingly: "Master, I can't help it!" I can't help it! How can the poor monk be virtuous, how can he be worthy of the master to make such a loss-making transaction! ”

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and slammed it on the bald head of the white-clothed monk, which shocked him all over, as if he was sitting in a golden bell, humming and forgetting himself, wanting to die.

Zhong Shuiyue said: "There is a big swordsman with a broken sword and black armor, it's your friend, right?" ”

Jiang Chen changed color slightly: "Yingfu is in your hands? ”

"Otherwise, there was such a big movement in the palm just now, how could he not come to the rescue when he knew that you were in danger?"

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered on the white-clothed monk's head, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Zhong Shuiyue was not sluggish by his indifference, and her tone was long and profound, intriguing-

"I see that your eyes are burning, and I am obviously very interested in this half-volume of mantras, but I am reluctant to speak because of hatred. In comparison, Beifengdan was much more decisive than you back then. He can even ignore the revenge of killing his father, bow to me three times and bow nine times, serve me for three years at the Lotus Peak in Beihai, and leave the door at the beginning of his divine achievement......"

Jiang Chen said slowly: "Hearing you say that, he is also a poor person. ”

"There is something to hate in the wretched. Because of this change, he distorted his heart, acted recklessly, and turned against his own brother Beifeng Qin, and finally embarked on the path I arranged for him? ”

"Are you confident that I will go on the same way?"

Zhong Shuiyue was silent for a while before she said, "Your path is different from his......"

"But in the end, they all end up in the same place?"

Zhong Shuiyue didn't want to dwell on this topic, and said, "I heard that you are very righteous, so you must not want your friend to suffer, right?" ”

"My righteousness is not whether I am willing to see him suffer, but whether I believe ......" Jiang Chen raised his eyes to look at the east, and gradually smiled, "I believe that he can come back on his own!" ”

At the same time as the words fell, he stomped under his feet, and the arrow shot into the air, hitting Zhong Shuiyue.

Zhong Shuiyue's pupils shrank, even if he was a complete body Dajue, a human immortal, and a martial saint who had crossed the three levels, he also felt a sharp pain in his eyebrows because of that cold and condensed killing intent, as if he had been pricked by a sharp needle.

She sighed softly, and with a wave of her right hand, a hazy moonlight spread out from the hem of her sleeve, which instantly spread to most of the sky, enveloping the figure that was close at hand.

"It's coming so fast......"

Halfway through this sentence, Jiang Chen had already broken into the milky white moonlight, and suddenly felt a confused, chaotic, and distorted force pulling his body, making him lose control of the other party's position in an instant, as if it was upside down, and the eight directions were staggered, as if it was illusory but not illusory, and it seemed to be true but not true.

Jiang Chen exhaled in mid-air, and moonlight appeared around him, as if he merged with the chaotic world. However, his "spatial distortion" is different from the water and moon light around him, although it does not have those fancy textures of different shades, it can be said to be more plain and solid, and when it blooms, it is like a silver moon, making the surrounding chaotic swirls melt like snow.

In Zhong Shuiyue's surprised gaze, Jiang Chen ignored the turbulent water and moon brilliance, and shot forward brazenly.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Zhong Shuiyue, and the wild killing intent suddenly poured out.

Zhong Shuiyue leaned back, her long hair was flying, and her clothes were fluttering, but she seemed to be a dead leaf that had lost its weight, swinging slowly and powerlessly, and she dodged from a hand knife stabbed by Jiang Chen without danger.

"Breaking my three-layer Water Moon Illusion in one breath, I underestimated you!"

Zhong Shuiyue sighed, she actually had time to distract herself from probing the domineering and majestic evil qi that was rushing from the east at this time.

Although the aura of confusion was as obvious in this silent night sky as the Great Sun Sky, there was no need to deliberately capture it, but her action was undoubtedly a contemptuous attitude, which completely annoyed Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen turned his palm into a knife, and stabbed more than 500 times in an instant, all of which were attacking the weak points of the opponent's defense, and the tricky and treacherous angles should have been unavoidable, but the others were probably already hit by more than 500 swords here, but the woman in blue in front of him was as cunning as a loach, almost following the sword wind he provoked, lingering on the blade, without losing a single bit.

"Is this your "undefeated"?" Jiang Chen asked loudly.

"Dizzy five colors, ears confused five tones, seven emotions to seize its nature, six desires to destroy its true ......" Zhong Shuiyue calmly said under the blade, "You can't stab me, but you are fascinated by the lust of the sound, and you can't get a glimpse of the truth of this world." When you become invincible one day, I will not be your opponent......"

Jiang Chen felt that the aura of the other party was getting closer and closer, and only waited for him to come to rendezvous, and the two of them combined their swords to capture this Zhong Shuiyuesheng.

He snorted lightly, but said in his mouth: "You let me think about it and give you an answer in a while." ”

How could Zhong Shuiyue not notice that his moves were becoming more and more aggressive?

Even with her cultivation that dominates the world, she gradually feels a little struggling, and she knows that she can't stay for a long time, and when the stupid big man in the rear comes back, she has nine lives and has to be explained here.

The thunder in the east was great, and the dark lightning came in the sky, enveloping the burly figure, and was about to rush to the battlefield.

"Then I'll wait for you to change your mind......"

With a coquettish smile in her mouth, Zhong Shuiyue counterattacked for the first time, her arms swept away Jiang Chen's hand knife, and the strange move made Jiang Chen's blow useless, and she was just about to change her move, when she suddenly saw the five colors in front of her, and when her vision recovered after only a moment, the breath of the woman in blue was already at a higher place, like Chang'e running to the moon, her clothes fluttering, and she turned her head to look back.

"Red eyebrows, you ask for more blessings! If you dare to divulge half a sentence of the secret of "Say Can't Say", be careful of your skin-"

The white-clothed monk on the ground who was looking up at the battle suddenly lowered his face and secretly scolded his mother-master, you yourself saw that the situation was not good, and you left me here alone, and you still expect me to keep a secret for you, think about it with your ass, is this possible?

He shouted, "Amitabha! Please rest assured that the poor monk will be tight-lipped! ”

When Jiang Chen and Ying Yu landed beside him one after the other, the white-clothed monk immediately changed his face, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Master Jiang, this secret of "Saying Can't Be" is definitely a sure way to exchange a poor monk's life. ”

"Let's talk about it first, where did you get this secret? Now the world is full of fragments of the Fighting God Formula, how do I know if what you have in your hand is true or false? ”

"Amitabha! This volume in the hands of the poor monk is excavated from the ancient tomb, it is said that it is the funeral goods of the old man of the martial arts famous Tianbei, the poor monk has studied it many times word by word, this secret word is beautiful, it is natural, and it has not been found that there is half a sentence that can be added or changed, and it is not a fake. If Master Jiang does not believe it, he can confirm it himself. ”

"Show me it."

"The original has been destroyed, the poor monk remembers it in his heart, please listen carefully to Master Jiang."

The white-robed monk sat cross-legged and recited a few mantras from his mouth. Jiang Chen listened and listened, and gradually moved.

Compared with the previous volumes, this volume of "Saying Can't Be Said" has the same style and subtlety, but it is not so obscure, and it seems to be a practical cultivation method!

But it's not quite right...... There are not too many metaphors and other seemingly straightforward but puzzling dictionaries in the whole article, and a few curved pens can be understood with a little thought.

Jiang Chen was not uninformed, and he had almost touched the edge of the avenue on the way to swordsmanship. Because of this, when the first few essences of "Saying Can't Be Done" are confirmed one by one with what he has learned in his life, he will be moved and change color, and the more he hears the back, the more difficult it is to hold himself.

Could it be that this volume of "Saying Can't Be Done" is the introductory chapter of the Five Tips of Fighting God, so there are not so many metaphorical songs, which are the most easy to understand?

After listening to the whole article, Jiang Chen had already written down all the contents, his expression returned to normal, and said: "Yes, this "Saying Can't Be Done" is indeed mysterious, and it is a method that directly points to Yuan Zhen. How long have you been practicing, and how heavy are you now? ”

The white-clothed monk said: "The poor monk has not yet studied Buddhism, and he does not dare to be distracted for two purposes, so this "Say Can't", although the poor monk has read it many times, he has not begun to practice......"

"I see...... Jiang Chen nodded, suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the white-clothed monk, and grabbed his arm with the other hand, like tearing a chicken leg, tearing that arm off alive.

Blood gushes like a fountain.

The white-clothed monk was amazingly determined, and he couldn't hold back his screams, and hissed: "Master Jiang, how can you-"

"Although I promised to spare your life, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped!" Jiang Chen said, his hand kept moving, pulling his other arm and dragging it, and with a crisp sound like a crack, it was torn off again.

Then, he stared at the two legs of the white-robed monk.

"Wait, the poor monk still has something to say!" The white-robed monk shouted as he gasped.

Half of Jiang Chen's clothes were dyed red, but his expression was still relatively calm, he looked down at the blood stains on his body, and said slowly: "When I met the Peacock Daming King last time, I found that her blood was pure gold, and it didn't flow out, and she probably had already practiced a leakless treasure body. The two elder sisters, Venerable Jizo and Venerable Manjushri, are half gold and half red, and they should not have practiced at home. As for you, you don't seem to have any gold at all? Are you sure you're really fit to be a monk? ”

"Poor Monk...... The poor monks are not all the way to their Futu sect, and they are not cultivating their minds! Donor, you have to believe me, in fact, the poor monk entered the Futu Temple for the first time today, and heard the voice of the Immovable World Venerable for the first time! It's all because the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry and was cornered - ah! ”

When most of his legs were torn off his body, no matter how amazing the monk's concentration was, he finally couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

"If a dog jumps off a wall in a hurry, he will break his leg. This result should have been realized earlier, right? Jiang Chen threw away the bloody thing in his hand and looked at the remaining leg of the white-clothed monk.

"Slow, slow ......down" The white-clothed monk gasped, his head was covered with beads of sweat, his voice was a little tired, and his eyes were not as clear as before, "The poor monk will tell you the truth, the Fudo Shizun has bewitched the poor monk many times before, and the poor monk has refused every time, but today I saw so many demon clans die tragically, and my heart was moved with hatred......"

"Greed, hatred, and stupidity, you can't do anything. You haven't comprehended the Buddha for so many years, it's okay, I'll help. Jiang Chen leaned down, pressed on the white-clothed monk's bleeding shoulder, and patted it gently, "I believe that after tonight, you will definitely understand this truth better." ”

"I can't do it! I can't help it—ahahaha—"

As the last leg hit the ground, the white-clothed monk's entire face wrinkled together, his complexion turned a strange red, and his body could no longer maintain his balance, and he fell backwards on his back.

Jiang Chen knew that he could no longer maintain his human form, and he was not interested in looking at him any more, so he ordered Ying Yu to take this demon monk by himself, turn around and float out of the city.