Ye Xian looked at the brocade cloth bag with five heads hanging on Xiang Fang's horse.

Those five heads were originally five of the twenty-three people that Ye Ting gave him, but Xiang Fangyue learned about the lives of these five people for him.

The second senior brother Xiang Fang said, now that he is a little grandmaster, Ye Xian, if he wants to raise a knife, try not to show his knife potential if he does not show it.

The momentum of the knife is like the momentum of a person, it is the most prosperous at the beginning, and then it is exhausted.

In the eyes of Xiang Fang, who has already reached the pinnacle of sword skills, now if he wants to let Ye Xian sword, only the little grandmaster is worthy.

So he took it upon himself to complete part of the task for Ye Xian.

"Second Senior Brother. ”

Ye Xian loosened the reins and slowly lowered the speed of his horse.

Xiang Fang snorted.

"In the past, I always heard the master say that the beautiful scenery of Jinling is not inferior to that of Suzhou and Hangzhou, but today I know from afar that the brightly lit Jinling really deserves its name. ”

Xiang Fang smiled, he knew that Ye Xian had lived in Ping'an County since he was a child, and he had only gone out a few times, so when he saw Jinling City, which could be called Nanjing, he should have some emotion.

"When the Thirty Kingdoms were established, only the country with the capital of Jinling City in the southern dynasties could be regarded as dominating the south, facing north and south, Chang'an in Beijing, and Jinling in Nanjing, so it was normal to have such a magnificent atmosphere. ”

Ye Xian nodded.

"It's just a pity that I bypassed Chang'an City this time, and I didn't have the opportunity to see the atmosphere of this so-called world's best city. ”

Xiang Fang said:

"What is there to see in Chang'an City, I think the most regrettable thing is that I didn't have the opportunity to take you to see Emperor Wu City on Mount Tai in Zhongyue. ”

Ye Xian smiled, in fact, he really didn't have any interest in Martial Emperor City.

It's just that he remembered that when he left Wanhua Xiaozhu, there was a Jianghu Xiaobai who liked to chatter, and told him that if she had the chance, she would go to Emperor Wu City to have a look.

Just when Ye Xian was thinking about something else, he suddenly noticed that Xiang Fang's horse, which had been leading him by half a position, suddenly stopped.

Ye Xian looked up and found that Xiang Fang's right hand had already grasped the firewood knife that was still in the leather bag.

How many people on the rivers and lakes are qualified to make the world's tenth fastest knife Xiang Fang hold the knife in his hand?

"Second Senior Brother?"

Ye Xian asked softly, and then tightened the black knife in his hand.

Xiang Fang didn't look back, but although it seemed to be a big enemy, in fact, it was tight on the outside and sent on the inside, Xiang Fang didn't have too much headache about the group of monks who planned to take advantage of the fire to rob and block their brothers outside Jiangnan Province.

Looking at the group of people who suddenly appeared in the hazy night and blocked the official road outside Jinling City.

Without exception, the group wore gray monk's robes and had a large bald head that looked particularly bright under the hazy moonlight.

In addition to the leading big monk, the remaining eighteen little bald heads lined up behind the big monk.

Different from the treasure of ordinary monks, the eyebrows and kind eyes, a total of nineteen monks headed by the great monk, one by one, are like King Kong angry eyes, not only is not the Bodhisattva version of the benevolent appearance, but the eyebrows always reveal a bit of fierceness.

The great monk who took the lead was like King Kong's angry eyes and a rampant face, with his right hand crossed his chest, and shouted loudly to Xiang Fang and the others:

"When Southern Shaolin heard this, I respectfully ask the master of the black knife to withdraw from Jinling Road and take a detour!"

Master Wenjue's voice is like a bell, this sentence is made of the lion's roar of Buddhism, with the internal force of Master Wenjue's Dacheng Buddhism who has reached the realm of transformation for more than 40 years, it seems that the sound is not loud, and even this quiet official road in Jinling has not caused any big commotion.

However, when this voice reached Ye Xian's ears, it was like a thunderclap on the ground, exploding in Ye Xian's ears.

Ye Xian hurriedly used his internal strength to protect his heart from the loss of the spiritual platform because of this great monk's calculations.

However, this master of the highest generation in Southern Shaolin, forty years of internal strength is really good, even if there is a lotus heart method to match, Du Gongfu, who has practiced internal force twice the result with half the effort, the internal force of the lotus breath obtained from twenty years of practice cannot completely offset the vibration caused by the internal force of this great monk in Ye Xian's ears.

There was already blood slowly flowing out of Ye Xian's ears, and Xiang Fang's left hand, which did not hold the knife, slowly patted Ye Xian's body, helping Ye Xian unload the internal force of the Wenjue monk.

Xiang Fang stared at Wen Jue and couldn't take his eyes off it, his right hand holding the firewood knife tightened a little to the right, and slowly explained to Ye Xian:

"The simple people in the three sects are not as good as the world's grandmaster martial arts, because the cultivation progress of the people in the three sects is different from our Jianghu martial arts, and they are a bit similar to our little masters. The realm is extremely high, but because of the cycle of karma, it is inconvenient to start with people and be constrained, so it is inconvenient to enter the martial arts evaluation list, and you will suffer some losses, such as the big bald head in front of me who does not cultivate good fruits but kills too much like me, if you are selected for the martial arts evaluation, I am afraid that you will have to rank behind our little master, and hang inside and outside the threshold of the top 20 in the world, but this guy's realm is a real dragon realm, which is a step higher than my senior brother. ”

Xiang Fang raised his right hand holding the knife and pointed at the eighteen young monks in gray robes with fierce faces behind the monk Wenjue, and explained to Ye Xian.

"There are thirty-six rooms in South Shaolin, and there is a stunt in each of the thirty-six rooms, and the eighteen little bald donkeys holding sticks should be the eighteen bronze men polished out of the legendary thirty-six rooms of South Shaolin, and this leading old bald donkey is the first of the South Shaolin Martial Arts Academy, and also the head of the thirty-six rooms of South Shaolin, the only one in South Shaolin who has mastered the thirty-six stunts in the past three hundred years. ”

Xiang Fangchai pointed forward with his knife, this seemingly ordinary action actually doubled the pressure on the Wenjue monk who stood in front of the eighteen bronze men in one step.

The knife of the fast knife Xiang Fang is the fastest in the world, and it is naturally the sharpest in the world, and the firewood knife is not out of the sheath, but the knife qi has already quietly arrived.

Xiang Fang just raised his hand slightly, and the string of ebony Buddhist beads in Wenjue's hand shattered into powder in an instant, and even the shoulder of Wenjue's gray monk's robe appeared with a split opening.

Xiang Fang's domineering is like this, since the other party is in front of the demonstration, there is no reason why Xiang Fang's knife should not be returned.

Ye Xian didn't expect that the thirty-sixth room of Southern Shaolin would be so blatant and tear his face with the black knife.

Since ancient times, although Jiangnan Dao has been regarded as forbidden by Buddhism, it has never torn its face to face for Taoism and Confucianism.

Whether it is the Taoist Zen master who is compatible with Buddhism in Lingyin Temple today, or the Confucian giant Wang Yangming on Jiangnan Road, Buddhism can tolerate it.

The most excessive ones are all stumbling in secret, and now they can't even enter Jinling City when they reach the black knife vein, which is undoubtedly slapping the face of the black knife vein.

This makes the tenth item in the world very unhappy.

It's just that the monk seems to have made up his mind to prevent the two from entering Jinling.

"Southern Buddhism treats people with courtesy, first salute and then soldiers, before King Kong blocks the way, the poor monk naturally wants to let the black knife master ask the eighteen bronze people first, this is our Southern Shaolin's hospitality!"

Buddhism treats evil guests, and before King Kong is angry, there will naturally be bronze people blocking the way!