Huyan Six Swordsmen since they became famous, they have relied on the combined attack array, won many battles, invincible, the only defeat, or lost in the first-class realm of the masters, this person is not greedy for power, does not like the red dust noisy, but is a secluded in the mountains of the world's masters, the two sides met by chance, this master and Huyan Six Swordsmen learned a few tricks, Huyan Six Swordsmen are by no means idle, but in their hands insisted on a hundred moves before defeat, since the war, the reputation of Huyan Six Swordsmen has spread all over the country, the limelight is unique for a while, after all, such a record, but it can be said that it is unprecedented。

This time, he was invited by Wu Xiong to talk about the big plan, and happened to meet this injured and his strength plummeted, and the appearance of Quan Anwu was like a straight road to the sky in the eyes of Huyan Six Knifemen, and the record of the first-class master made them covet Quan Anwu, a seriously injured and dying lion, but, as Quan Anwu said, if he did not enter the first-class, how could he know the mystery of the first-class realm?

How can it be compared to the fight between the tricks and the trapped beasts, the Huyan Six Swordsmen were defeated this time, lost to their invincibility, and lost to their vanity.

Wu Xiong was still standing on the steps, his palms behind him, his fingertips slowly rubbing, seeing that Quan Anwu had broken out of his control and disappeared into the night, but his face was still calm, his eyes swept over the Huyan Six Knife Ke who was sitting cross-legged and pranayama, and a meaningful smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

Turning around and walking into the Baixiu Pavilion, Wu Xiong quickly came to the hall, those rich businessmen and officials and dancing girls had already finished walking, the entire hall on the first floor was very quiet, leaving only the tilted and collapsed tables and chairs, and the food residues all over the ground, the place that came into view could be described as a mess, Wu Xiong lifted the clean white robe, so as not to let it be contaminated with filth, and then saw him jump up, and a few dodges flew up to the top floor of the Baixiu Pavilion.

Jumping up to the fifth floor, the layout here is completely different from other floors, walking through the stairs, it is a deep corridor, there are no compartments and guest rooms on both sides of the corridor, Wu Xiong walked all the way to the deepest part of the corridor, and then stopped in front of a house.

This door is simple and unrealistic, without any brilliance, it is just two ordinary peach wood doors, slowly push open the door, the furnishings in the house are also quite monotonous, only a table, a chair, a wooden bed, there is a scepter next to the bed, the scepter exudes golden light throughout the body, there are nine rings at the top, a monk in a robe, is facing Wu Xiong, sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed.

Walking slowly to the wooden bed, Wu Xiong said in a calm tone:

"Senior, it's time for you to make a move. ”

As soon as the words fell, the old monk slowly turned around, only to see that the monk's eyebrows were as white as snow, hanging down to the sides of his face, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his appearance was solemn and kind.

"Good and good, the poor monk can naturally make a move, but the previous discussion with the donor needs to be changed slightly. ”

The monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and a solemn appearance smiled indifferently.

Hearing this, Wu Xiong's heart tightened, but he was silent, and his tone was as calm as ever:

"What should I do to explain what my predecessors said?"

Touching his hand and wiping the white eyebrows that reached his ears, the monk smiled kindly:

"The martial arts books obtained in the ancient city, the poor monks need to take fifty percent. ”

"Fifty percent, seniors, don't be too greedy!"

Looking at this monk sitting on the wooden bed, smiling, as if he had attained the Tao monk, Wu Xiong's face gradually became gloomy, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

The white-bearded monk still looked calm and indifferent, like the sky cracking, still motionless like a mountain:

"The donor can not be informed in advance, the need for the poor monk to take action, the practice of Buddhism, this is profound, pay attention to a cause and effect of the opportunity, ring after reciprocation, today the poor monk to help the donor, is the cause, the donor and the poor monk fifty into the ancient books, is the effect, there is a cause and effect, the secret heaven and earth Buddhism to the truth, how can the donor say that the poor monk is too greedy, it is really the poor monk needs to pursue the road of Buddhism, and has to do it, the donor so pushed, do not report this cause and effect, is it to want to break the poor monk's cultivation of the Tao can not be done. ”

The monk's words can be described as very subtle and profound, but Wu Xiong regarded this as bullshit, he deeply knew that this monk acted grotesquely, and did not take those secular etiquette in his eyes, how could he abide by the teachings of Buddhism.

Suppressing the anger surging in his heart, Wu Xiong thought for a moment, his eyes were gloomy like a cold pool, and then slowly spoke:

"Seniors, what was discussed at the beginning was the information of our map and key, and the seniors helped me get the key on the body of Quan Anwu, and the ancient books obtained were also seventy percent for me, and the seniors got thirty percent, and now, it is within the scope of the predecessors to arrest Quan An Wu, and the seniors are first-class masters, so do you want to lose your words. ”

With an indifferent smile, the monk turned a deaf ear to what Wu Xiong said, folded his hands together, and called out to Amitabha:

"The donor and the poor monk all know, such as today's gods and demons, three points have come to this Baiyue County, now this place can be described as a forest of masters, the undercurrent is not stopped, now the news of the ancient city key in Quan Anwu has not spread, but the whereabouts of a first-class master, will inevitably receive a lot of attention, today's Baixiu Pavilion is not small, once the poor monk makes a move, it will inevitably be noticed by the people with a heart. ”

"Besides, the poor monk has the same strength as this person, and there is no certainty of killing with one hit, even if he succeeds in obtaining this key, but if he lets this whole day die and struggle, and releases the news that he has the key, at that time, the poor monk will become the target of everyone, as dazzling as a bright light in the dark night, and the poor monk will have to bear this danger alone. ”

Wu Xiong's original plan was to let this monk take the key, his own forces have too many concerns, it is inconvenient to show up directly, so he can only hide in the dark, so that this monk can contain everyone's attention, it is the best choice, this ancient city is full of dangers, you need to have both the key and the map, you can enter and exit it, Wu Xiong has the map of the ancient city, and naturally he is not afraid that this monk will not cooperate with him.

Looking at the face full of indifferent smiles in front of him, this monk seemed to have eaten himself to death, Wu Xiong couldn't help but secretly hate:

In the final analysis, my cultivation is really not enough, and I can't stop this monk, and when the people sent from above arrive, I don't have to look at the old bald donkey's face anymore. ”