The old monk said goodbye and helped the young man up.

Jiang Xiaoman nodded and said with a smile: "So, there is Master Lao." ”

He is not a fool, and he is not so crazy that he thinks he can beat his sixth uncle.

There are no weak people in the Jiang family, and one generation is stronger than the next.

This is the heritage of the Supreme Clan of the Southern Regions, the heritage supported by generations of Tianjiao.

For example, Jiang Ye, although he has been concerned about his nephew since he was a child, but the iron-blooded killing aura that the commander of the army will inevitably have, just a look makes the young man a little frightened.

The prestige of the domineering Dark Sword is by no means just boasting, Jiang Ye's 'Great Thunder God Sword Technique' has an extraordinary origin, if it is not for the obstruction of the rules of the teacher, it will inevitably be the eighth style of the Great Xia Border Army.

Eleventh Uncle Jiang Che's cultivation is even more extraordinary, and he is at the bottom of his uncle, but there are almost no people who may fight with him.

Jiang Xiaoman was also faintly aware of this after entering the acquired realm.

At the beginning of the winter hunt, Uncle Eleven shot the mad python, and the python now recalled that his cultivation would definitely not be weaker than the Venerable Realm, but he was killed by Jiang Che with one shot.

If you can completely suppress Uncle Eleven, Uncle Third must be able to, because many of Uncle Eleven's martial arts are taught by Jiang Ye, such as the Heavenly Spear if you don't regret it, such as the "Nirvana Sutra".

As for his father Jiang Yao, maybe it should be okay.

Jiang Xiaoman had almost never seen Jiang Yao make a move, and the only time he had was just a glimpse.

But at that glance, what I saw was the tenth type of the Heavenly Spear that did not regret it.

The same shooting is completely different from being in the hands of one's own hands.

A shot came out, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, and half of the sky was eclipsed.

That year, a flash flood swept in the border area.

Seeing that the flood was about to swallow up an entire city, it was his father who walked on the river in a flaming red armor.

Then a shot came out, breaking the river.

The entire Lancang River was cut off by this gun, and since then it has been rerouted.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoman, who was only more than three years old, was hugged by Lin Mei and stood on the top of the mountain peak not far away.

For a three-year-old child, it stands to reason that his memory should be gone.

But as the martial arts practice gradually entered, these memories came back.

But it's also a good thing.

At least let the boy know that his father is also a big master.

Now when facing the sixth uncle, Jiang Xiaoman is not afraid, but he also understands that this sixth brother, who is the most insidious in the mouth of the eleventh uncle, will definitely not be weak in cultivation.

Even if one finger can't kill yourself, then two fingers should be enough.

Fang Cai's shot, although Jiang Xiaoman did not use all his strength, he also used ninety percent of the shot.

It's not that this Daxia 'old six' pinched the tip of the gun, just like playing.

In this river and lake, there is a good saying that your uncle is always your uncle.

Although it is said that chivalry is afraid of youth and fists are afraid of being strong, it is just about the rivers and lakes of ordinary martial artists.

From the beginning of cultivation to the day after tomorrow, it is already equivalent to entering the Tao with martial arts.

Therefore, your uncle is still your uncle, if you can't cultivate, don't be arrogant.

The old Zen master of Zhanhai smiled slightly, then turned around, and a pair of golden Buddha lights appeared in his eyes, and two swastikas appeared in his pupils.

Jiang Xiaoman sat back in front of the mountain gate, only to feel a sweet throat, and only then did he take the white blade empty-handed in the move of the 'old six', although the old Zen master of Zhanhai later intervened to stop him, but he still suffered some internal injuries.

It's not heavy, but it can't be reckless for the time being.

"Zen Master Zhanhai, don't you want to make a move with Ben Hou?" Jiang Zhan put one hand on Jiang Chufeng's back, looked at the old monk who suddenly came, and asked with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

Zhanhai Zen Master looked sad, folded his hands, chanted a Buddha name, and said: "Wutong Temple is my Zen important place after all, Jiang Shizhu, you have no relationship with the Buddha, it is better not to enter in vain." ”

Retracting his palm, Jiang Zhan stepped forward slowly, stood opposite the old monk, chuckled, and said: "I don't believe in Buddhism, but my wife believes in Buddhism, Zhanhai Zen Master, if I don't have a relationship with Buddha, how can I find a wife who is devout to offer to Buddha?"

Zhan Hai raised his head, met Jiang Zhan's breathtaking eyes, and said softly: "The monks don't speak, Master Hou, you have no chance with the Buddha in the first half of your life." But in the second half of his life, he may have a great Buddha fate and will become the most devout layman. ”

The moonlight shone in front of the temple at this moment.

With the moonlight, there is a faint golden Buddha light on the body of Zhanhai Zen Master.

The light of the Buddha was very faint, like a thin veil.

If you don't look carefully with the naked eye, you can only feel that the old monk's temperament is more indifferent than that of Fang Cai.

Jiang Zhan wanted to refute, but when he saw the old monk's state at the moment, he was speechless for a while.

As he said, Mrs. Ling Tianhou was born in the Great Zhou of the Western Regions, and she believed in Buddhism and worshiped Buddha the most on weekdays, and was very devout.

It is said that he loves the house and Wu, Jiang Zhan is very fond of his wife, and has not taken a concubine until today.

Therefore, although he does not believe in Buddhism, because of his wife, he has no ill feelings towards Zen Buddhism, on the contrary, if he meets a monk in the city of Emperor Yan, he will also sponsor it.

Of course, he will not give up the idea of entering the temple to find the Jiufeng life-worthy woman for his son today.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Zhan folded his hands, bowed leisurely to the old monk, and said with a smile: "Master Cheng's auspicious words, coming here today is really related to my family's style and marriage, and I can't be sloppy, and I also ask the Zen master to make it convenient, let me wait to enter the temple to explore." ”

Jiang Xiaoman was not happy, shook his numb and swollen hand, looked up at Jiang Zhan, and said angrily: "I said Sixth Uncle, you are also a prince on a par with your father, and you have to be a little honest, but I just said that my cousin will leave if he loses the fight!"

Jiang Zhan turned a deaf ear, completely ignored him, plucked out his ears, and smiled at Yun Xiao beside him: "Brother Yun, did I say it just now? No, why don't I remember?"

Yun Xiao shook his head and chuckled, he knew that his Hou Ye's cheeky and black-hearted mistake had been committed again.

If it is said that among the many princes of the Great Xia Dynasty today, who is the thickest-skinned, this Jiang Zhan can definitely rank in the top three, and it is the kind that no one dares to call the third to be the second.

Wan Jian opened his mouth, and just wanted to open his mouth to help Jiang Xiaoman, but was interrupted by Ling Tianhou first.

Jiang Zhan smiled, looked at Wan Jian and said, "Lord Wan Ge, I know what you want to say, it's just that this person, when he is old, his ears are prone to auditory hallucinations after all, what you said doesn't count!"

Jiang Xiaoman was completely annoyed at this time, stood up and pointed at Jiang Zhan's nose: "You...... Be an elder!"

As he spoke, he was about to pick up a gun to stab, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was not the opponent of this 'stinky and shameless' sixth man, so in the end he could only stand with hatred and hatred, glaring at Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said: "Boy, don't stare at me, this is a lesson for the sixth uncle to teach you, whether it is in the rivers and lakes or in the temple, if you want to mix like a fish in water, this cheek must be something outside the body......!

Jiang Xiaoman thought about it carefully, and couldn't help but want to nod, feeling that this was really the case.

The corners of his mouth Wei Yang looked at the young man, Jiang Zhan smiled and said: "The so-called bark of the human face tree, the tree will die without the bark, but the human face is invincible in the world! This point is still taught to me by your father Lao Jiu, who is the thickest skinned among our brothers, I can only rank second, then the first Lao Jiu can't run!"

This really stabbed the hornet's nest, Jiang Xiaoman snorted lightly, and then the spear in his hand poked out like a cold ray, stabbing at Jiang Zhan.

It seemed that he had expected it for a long time, Jiang Zhan was not annoyed, his body was still in place one second, but the next second he suddenly crossed in front of Zhan Hai, and with a wave of his hand, he lightly grabbed the tip of the young man's gun.

Jiang Xiaoman wanted to exert himself, but as soon as the qi in his body was attached to the body of the gun, he was vented by Jiang Zhan, who had cultivated to a large number of realms.

The young man's eyes seemed to have two fires, his eyes were round and angry glared at Jiang Zhan, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No!

Dragons have reverse scales, and they will be angry when they touch them.

For Jiang Xiaoman, Jiang Yao, Lin Mei and the people closest to him are his biggest backlash.

If anyone dares to say a bad word about his father and mother outside, he must be playing with others.

"Let go!" Jiang Zhan shook the tip of the spear, this time he used skill, and before Jiang Xiaoman could react, he snatched the gentian silver spear from his hand.

Zhan Hai and Wan Jian's faces changed at the same time, and when they realized that Jiang Zhan had no malicious intent at this time, they were also slightly relieved and did not make a move.

"A good gun is worthy of being a famous weapon. Shaking a spear flower in the air, Jiang Zhan cushioned the silver gun in his hand, threw it to Jiang Xiaoman, nodded and said with a smile: "Filial piety comes first, and I am the descendant of my Jiang family!"

Catching the gun, Jiang Xiaoman snorted coldly and turned his head.

If you don't know that you can't beat it, you have to deal with this 'face as thick as the city wall' at this time.

Jiang Zhan put his hands behind his back, looked up at the moon that was gradually disappearing into the clouds, sighed for no reason, and said, "You will be able to understand in the future that the sixth uncle is not talking bad about your father today." Sometimes, being thick-skinned doesn't necessarily mean swearing. ”

With a fist in his right hand and coughing lightly, Jiang Zhan really looked at the young man in front of him who turned his head as if he was preaching, and asked, "Xiaoman, the sixth uncle asked you, in your heart, do you feel thick-skinned or shameless, which is more terrifying?"

Jiang Chufeng helped Mr. Wen, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

He knew that his dad was starting his theory again!

The so-called face is thick and black, and people are invincible in the world without a face.

He has listened to these words since he was a child.

In the Ling Tianhou Mansion of Emperor Yan City, it is so good that his mother is in charge.

Every time Jiang Zhan dared to say it, the mother from the Wu clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Western Regions frowned slightly, and she had to shut up obediently.

I haven't heard my dad talk about it for years, but now I have the opportunity to preach again......

However, even his own son didn't dare to agree, but now he said it to this nephew who had just met and was full of hostility.

Come to think of it, it's time to be ridiculed by my cousin again.

"Shameless!" Jiang Xiaoman turned around, looked at Jiang Zhan and smiled, and then added, "You are!"

At this moment, several people present couldn't help laughing.

Wen Xiao hasn't heard anyone dare to comment on Hou Ye like this for a long time, this Jiang family boy is really an interesting and wonderful person!

He came to Yandi City after Jiang Yao went to the borderlands, and he has been going deep into the Heavenly Pavilion all these years.

I have long heard that Jiang Yao, the ninth prince of Great Xia, was so interesting that he never had a chance to see it.

Taking a look at Jiang Yao's son today, it is not difficult to see that the rumors are indeed the case.

Or is it true that all the children and grandchildren of the Jiang family are like this?

You can incarnate as Shura's cold-blooded heart, or you can cynically laugh at Ao Hongchen.

Over the years, there have been many people who have died under the guns of the Nine Emperor Princes of Great Xia in the border land!

Jiang Zhan's face turned pale, and he wanted to reach out to pat the young man's head, but he avoided him.

He didn't care, and said with a smile: "I'm really shameless, but the most terrible thing to say is that I'm thick-skinned." ”

Jiang Xiaoman thought about it for a while, but didn't figure it out, and asked a little puzzled, "Why?"

Although he has been able to go out on his own to practice, he is still a teenager in the end. ’

Looking at the young man, Jiang Zhan said secretly.

Immediately, he chuckled, touched his chin and said, "If you are thick-skinned, you can be shameless when it is critical!"

Jiang Xiaoman tilted his head and looked at the man who should have been called Sixth Uncle, then thought about it carefully, nodded very approvingly, and said: "It seems to be such a reason, for example, Sixth Uncle, you can tear off the left side of your face and stick it on the right side of your face, and then you can talk without words." ”

After that, Jiang Xiaoman turned his head to look at Jiang Zhan's left face, then glanced at Jiang Zhan's right face, nodded and said, "Well, the left side is faceless, and the right side is two-skinned face." ”

Jiang Zhan was not angry, but he smiled and said softly: "These are all taught to me by your father." If you don't believe it, when you go back to Suzaku and ask Lao Jiu, when he left from Yandi City, how many jars of wine did he send from my mansion and how many taels of silver did he cheat!"

As soon as the words fell, before Jiang Xiaoman could get angry, there was a burst of laughter in the void behind him.

"I said Sixth Master, in front of the young master Xiaoman, you slander my son-in-law like this, isn't it okay?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the void suddenly swept away, and then a thick arm poked out of the void, tearing the void apart like gauze with a little force.

Filled with chaotic purple qi, a person walked out of it.

Looking at the bearded man who stepped into the air like an iron tower, Jiang Zhan's pupils shrank slightly, and he said softly: "Ghost Tiger ......"