Many people will always have a moment of enlightenment when they are about to be fooled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ji Jianyun is no exception. In the meantime, I suddenly heard a noisy human voice. A loud voice said, "Master Ji, don't come unharmed." At first glance, the person who came was the first Lingkong Great Monk in the Luohan Hall of Shaolin Temple, and there were four or five monks.

"Seniors, juniors are so polite, I don't know how Brother Yu is now?"

Lingkong opened his eyes angrily and said, "Your friend's affairs, my Shaolin has its own public opinion! However, now that you have come to rob my Shaolin disciple's sword book, what should I be guilty of?"

"The seniors misunderstood, when the seniors were suffering, I was in Datong, Shanxi, and it has nothing to do with this case?!"

"Of course the old man knows that you didn't kill people, but what is the explanation for the sword book in your hand?"

Ji Jianyun smiled helplessly: "I want to say, is there someone who wants to give me a letter from my senior?"

"Master Ji, if you were me, would you believe it or not?"

"Of course not. So, what should the seniors do if they are ready to take the juniors?"

Lingkong pondered for a moment: "Bring it back to Shaolin and hand it over to the abbot for disposal." Don't worry, I, Shaolin, will definitely give you justice!"

"There is no public opinion on my brother's affairs, how can you give me a public opinion?"

"Since Master Ji Shi is unwilling to take the initiative to go back with the old man, then don't blame the old man for being rude!" Lingkong was not rude, and slapped his palm directly at Ji Jianyun.

Ji Jianyun had already seen the Prajna palm of the spiritual sky in Ye Doufeng, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and he also used the palm technique to rotate around with the Prajna palm. This palm uses the sticky word recipe of the water hand in the Qiyao Divine Skill, and it is precisely the use of the weak power of water to restrain the supreme and yang qi of the Prajna palm. After more than a dozen rounds, he didn't fall off the peak.

Lingkong couldn't help but be amazed at Ji Jianyun's rapid progress, in less than half a month's effort, not only did his internal strength increase a lot, but his martial arts moves were also extraordinary, obviously under the guidance of a master. I couldn't help but have murderous intent, afraid that such a person would endanger the martial arts because of going to the evil path. couldn't help but use all the internal force in the palm of his hand, and a move of King Kong Demon Suppression directly slapped towards the top of Ji Jianyun's head.

Ji Jianyun knew that this palm of King Kong was powerful, and he couldn't help but gather his internal strength in the palm of his hand, and directly took it.

The moment their palms touched, Ji Jianyun and Lingkong were shocked by each other's palm power and took three or four steps back. Lingkong spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "What a great kung fu!"

At this time, several monks who came with him attacked Ji Jianyun one after another. Several people were fighting inextricably, when they suddenly heard a "hmm" from the spiritual sky on the ground, and their heads tilted, obviously dead.

Two of them were busy supporting Lingkong, and one of them shouted, "This thief actually killed our Taishi!"

Several monks went crazy and attacked Ji Jianyun to avenge Lingkong.

Ji Jianyun didn't expect things to turn out like this, because although they all used almost all their internal strength, with their own understanding, Lingkong would not be injured and died. But, he knows, all languages are pale now. The first priority is to leave this place of right and wrong. Because, he already knew the real cause of Tan Boqian's death.

"I, Ji Jianyun, didn't mean to hurt your uncle, I will naturally go to Shaolin Temple to confess my guilt after I fulfill my wish!

The monk here didn't dare to chase after him, he just wanted to quickly cremate Uncle Taishi's Dharma Body and bring it back to Shaolin. Let the abbot take care of the rest of the matter.

Ji Jianyun rushed back to the inn, woke up Yan Shiqi and Zhang Tianlai, and told them what had just happened. Yan Shiqi sighed for a while: "Brother Ji, how did you kill the Shaolin monks, they will never give up." Let's find a place to hide!"

Zhang Tianlai smiled: "Then Sister Yan is going to live a life with my little brother who only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals!

Yan Shiqi looked at Zhang Tianlai coldly, and said embarrassedly: "I want you to take care of it!"

Ji Jianyun was worried about finding clues to the murderer of Shimen, and sighed: "This Tan Boqian originally died at the hands of bloodthirsty divine skills. In that case, the murderer of my master may also have used bloodthirsty magic skills. However, who else in this world can be bloodthirsty?"

Zhang Tianlai said: "Little brother, I think that as long as you find the whereabouts of the bloodthirsty sword, you can find the murderer of your master!"

"You know, you have the idea of fighting the bloodthirsty sword. ”

"Sister Yan, don't get me wrong. I'm just giving another clue to my brother. ”

Ji Jianyun watched the two of them fight, endlessly, if it was a little interesting in normal times, but now he just wanted to find how to quickly find the murderer hiding in the shadows.

At this time, Yan Shiqi was shouting that he was going to sleep.

Ji Jianyun thought about it, it's okay, I'll rest, and I'll talk about it tomorrow.

When he returned to the room, he opened the robe, hoping to find a clue or two from the bloodthirsty sword spectrum. He didn't pay special attention to the content of the sword book, because this sword technique actually needs the human womb first, which is too ridiculous. However, the last few sentences caught his attention: "Bloodthirsty sword spectrum, the best in the world!

Don't use this method? Is it not possible to use this sword technique? Or can you use this sword technique without the method of the palace? Ji Jianyun must have been the last explanation in the end. Well, obviously, the person who wants to get the bloodthirsty sword the most is the one who has the bloodthirsty sword spectrum.

Ji Jianyun continued to deduce: Since this bloodthirsty sword spectrum has always been in Tan Boqian's hands, and he knows that the bloodthirsty sword is in the hands of his master, then Tan Boqian is most suspected of killing his master. Alas, he is dead.

He's dead! He's dead! Ji Jianyun muttered a few times, and suddenly a strange idea sprang up: Would Tan Boqian use the trick of scamming death like his grandfather Ji Ying? However, he quickly dispelled this idea: His grandfather was a bluff to death, and Tan Boqian's whole family was slaughtered, and this kind of bluffed death is absolutely not easy to make.

In a daze, Ji Jianyun fell asleep. He dreamed again of the scene that had often occurred during this period of time: a man who was ferociously chasing and killing his junior brothers and sisters, and they were running around in panic and begging for help. He was anxious to see the man's face, and he kept following and walking through the long corridor, but he couldn't see it. When the man finally turned around, he was wearing a mask and couldn't recognize who it was.