It doesn't matter if you are boasting or really awesome, take you to the Tibetan Arsenal, let your kid be taught a lesson by the Buddha's mysterious Zen master, and go out to explore the rivers and lakes in the future, so that you can know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, at least you will not lose the face of Juxian Villa.

Thinking of this, Wu Jiu pretended to be very embarrassed, "In that case, okay, Brother Chu, don't blame Brother Chu for not reminding you, I'll take you to visit the Buddha Xuanmiao Zen Master." ”

Chu Tianxing nodded with satisfaction, put his hand on Wu Jiu's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Isn't this right, let's go, Brother Wu, let's fight quickly." ”

Wu Jiu glanced at Chu Tianxing, how could this kid have a heroic face, but he had a masochistic heart?

He pretended to smile in agreement, so he had to go around with Chu Tianxing and walk towards the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion of Juxian Villa.

The Tibetan Soldier Pavilion is located outside the corridors of Tianxin Pavilion, and it is not very far from Tianxin Pavilion.

It's just that Juxian Villa covers an extremely large area, and only a few corridors have been walked for a long time.

Walking into the Tibetan Pavilion, it was gloomy and dim, as if walking into the Yama Hall and leading to the eighteenth layer of hell.

Chu Tianxing tilted his head and looked at Wu Jiu, Wu Jiu's face was calm, not affected by the environment in front of him in the slightest, for him, entering the Tibetan Arsenal Pavilion was already commonplace.

And although Chu Tianxing had come to the Hidden Soldier Pavilion once in his previous life, that time it didn't seem to be so dark, as if this place was too strange to know.

"Brother Wu, are you sure this is the Tibetan Pavilion of Juxian Villa?"

Chu Tianxing's question sounded a bit redundant, or rather, there was no level at all.

Wu Jiu did not answer, but took a step, walking step by step down the long corridor, leading to the depths of the Tibetan Pavilion.

Gradually, approaching the core of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, Wu Jiu said entrustingly: "Brother Chu, I'll send you here." I have already greeted the Buddha Xuan Miao Zen Master, after you go in, you must remember that you must not be brave enough to fight again. ”

Chu Tianxing patted his chest, grinned and replied, "Brother Wu, don't worry, this time, I will definitely abide by the rules." ”

He didn't think so in his heart, he knew too well about these so-called hermits in Juxian Villa, if you didn't give them some color to look at, they wouldn't bother to look at it at all.

As long as they know what it means to be the strongest of the strong, and a mountain is higher than a mountain, they will be convinced.

There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next.

Chu Tianxing walked into the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, and saw from a distance that in the main hall of the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, a Buddha statue was enshrined high, and incense burners, melons and fruits were placed on the Buddha shrine under the Buddha statue.

Under the Buddha shrine, on a grass futon, a monk wearing a robe and holding a Buddhist bead sits cross-legged, knocking on the wooden fish while reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Next to the Buddha statue, however, there are some weapon racks and various weapons are placed.

These are all divine weapons in the collection of Juxian Villa, and it seems that each weapon is an immortal legend.

Chu Tianxing gasped, this Buddha Xuanmiao Zen Master is very quiet, in this hall full of divine weapons *** enshrined such a Buddha statue, participating in Zen and worshipping the Buddha, it is strange.