Ba Jinlun's whole body crackled, staring viciously at Baili Slender Fiber.

Baili Xian raised his neck and said, "Look at what! Yes, you didn't use martial arts to deal with those splashes, but now that this girl is standing in front of you, what can you do even if you use martial arts?"

She used the burning stick in her hand to pull a sword flower, and with a move of "spirit snake out of the hole" that everyone in the martial arts hall would know, she picked it up at Ba Jinlun's jaw.

Ba Jinlun punched angrily, and with the sound of the wind, he smashed it on the burning stick. With his current strength, as long as this punch is solid, it will be a good green steel sword, and it can also be smashed into seven or eight pieces.

Baili Xianxian obviously didn't even use his internal strength, and the burning stick turned lightly and slapped on his cheeks with a snap. Ba Jinlun didn't seem to feel pain, his shoulder stiffened, and a flying elbow went straight to Baili Xian's throat.

Baili Xianxian rubbed his body, passed under his armpit, and knocked his backhand on the back of his neck, he only felt a soreness all over his body, and roared unwillingly, spreading the [Hehuan Jue] true qi all over his body, and turned around to hug Baili Xianxian.

Baili slender toe tiptoe, volleyed up, turned over in the air, the person was behind him, and the burning stick in his hand was a little in the Yin Valley in his lap. This time, he used internal force, and he immediately knelt on the ground when he pointed Ba Jinlun.

"How?" Baili Xianxian looked at Ba Jinlun, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and gently patted the palm of his left hand with a burning stick.

Ba Jinlun raised his head, and his eyes were already clear: "How did you do it?"

"It's not that hard. I don't know how you managed to make great progress in such a short period of time, but it's clear that your experience in fighting people has not improved, and your tricks are extremely loose. ”

Ba Jin reincarnated to the fight with the Taoist priests at the foot of Wudang Mountain, and remembered that in the Jinyi Guard, if Tu Cangsheng hadn't underestimated his skills, he could still fly his kite so easily? Even in the two battles in the [True Martial Array] and the [Jinyi Killing Array], he relied on the fighting style to escape death a few times.

Suddenly, his heart was gloomy, the flower bells under the moon and the flying skirt, the mouthful of blood coughed up, came to his heart again, it was indeed as Baili Xianxian said, after all, he was still relying on Mo Yangui's protection.

Ba Jinlun pondered for a moment, rubbed his legs and stood up, and said solemnly as never before, "Slender girl, although I haven't completely figured it out yet, what I said, I will definitely do it." I will go to Shaolin with you first, and then help you find He Ziyan. ”

Baili Xianxian had never seen him look serious, and said with some surprise: "You really don't go to her?"

He squeezed the corners of his mouth, but found that he couldn't squeeze out a chic smile. What if I went to find my senior sister, how tired she was to hide in Tibet with her, and she was so tired that she vomited blood for herself?

Lao Wang, if we men get into trouble, let's carry it together! If you can't carry it, I'll just accompany you to the underworld and be a couple of drunkards.

He glanced at Baili Xianxian again, and said, "Senior sister has her own happy rivers and lakes, and I also have my own way of being a thief." He said in his mouth, but he secretly thought in his heart that if he wants to be a thief, he must first be a Jianghu person after all, and he is like being chased around like a dog all day long, so what happiness is there!

Seeing that he was resolute, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Ba Jinlun, it seems that you are not cowardly at home, although our people in Shu are not as heroic as the northerners, but they also like to talk and do things quickly and cheerfully, when I find my little sister, I will invite you to drink!"

Ba Jinlun pursed his lips, just thinking that with your amount of wine, three glasses will be poured, and in the end, it is not that I will account for the master.

Suddenly, a large horsetail cloud blew from the overhead, the sky was dark, and the Niujia Village suddenly sounded a call and the sound of closing the window.

"Let's go back to our room first. Baili Xian looked at the sky.

"It's okay, leave me alone. Ba Jinlun walked to the middle of the courtyard, accompanied by a flash of thunder, and a torrential rain followed.

Baili Xian stood quietly in front of the window, in the heavy rain, Ba Jinlun clenched his fists, tilted his head, looked at the sky, and said something in his mouth, like a waterfall rain curtain splashed the stagnant water in the courtyard everywhere, and his figure gradually became hazy, leaving only a vague back trembling slightly in the rain.

Is this the case with men? Baili Slender leaned against the window, and she remembered that the man in a high position had told her that the difference between a man and a boy is that a man knows what he wants, while a boy only knows what others will give him, so is he a boy or a man?

Mo Yangui, Baili Xianxian thought of that purple figure again, with the unique arrogance and determination of a woman in the Valley of Bliss, why did she want to leave, if it was really because she couldn't stand this man's prodigality, then there should have been a crack in her heart.

Master, Master, Baili Xian Mian silently recited, in your eyes, "love" is the biggest original sin in this world, but why do you look at the people in this world like moths to a fire, one after another, you can never avoid the word "love". Do you know how lonely it is on the cold night of Mount Emei, and this world is so prosperous. What if one day you knew me and the man...... Will you ......

She shook her head, not daring to think further, and when her eyes looked at the courtyard again, there was no longer Ba Jinlun's figure, but in the hut of Ba Jinlun, I don't know when the candle was lit.

......

In the hut, Ba Jinlun was shirtless, wearing only a pair of big pants, and his hair was messy, and the rain was dripping. He vigorously pulled his wet messy hair behind his shoulders, and took out the tattered [Hehuan Jue] exercise secret book left by his master from the package with great solemnity.

This thin booklet is only about 60 pages, and it seems that the whole book should be at least 200 pages. Because what it contains is only the most basic entrance formula of the [Hehuan Formula], even if he has been captured several times, no one regards this booklet as an important thing.

He once asked Wang Mingtu and Mo Yangui to look through this broken secret book, and the reply they got was that this was indeed an authentic [Hehuan Jue] exercise, but there were too many pages missing, and the practitioner practiced according to this, and he could practice to the fifteenth level without going mad, which was already considered talented.

He had already been familiar with the words in the booklet, but today he wanted to revisit these exercises and mantras.

"The general outline of Hehuan Jue, at the beginning of the avenue, the external exploration of the virtual reality of heaven and earth, and the internal cultivation of the essence of yin and yang, is for the Hehuan ......" In short, it is a practice that disturbs the operation of the meridians in the body of others by virtue of the true qi of the inner family, if you practice to the peak like the king's disciples, when you make a move with others, as long as the internal forces of the two sides are connected, the true qi in the other party's body will fluctuate with the operation of the true qi of the Hehuan Jue, and the other party also needs to spend great energy to maintain the stability of the meridians in his body.

Since that day in Wudang Mountain, after he healed Mo Yangui's injuries according to the Taoist double cultivation technique taught by the sloppy Taoist, his [Hehuan Jue] skill has increased again, and he is only a few steps away from the eighth layer. When facing the enemy, the opponent must retain at least about 20% of the true qi to maintain the stability of the operation of his own meridians.

But today's tricks with Baili Slender made him understand that what he lacks is the most basic thing as a Jianghu person - practice.

Whether it is Baili Xianxian or Wang Mingtu, either since he practiced martial arts, he has learned from the same door, or he kills one person in ten steps, and does not stay for thousands of miles, coupled with the connection of the elders of the division to guide the moves, the skills of transportation capacity are naturally not all based on a broken cheats, self-taught, and only bullying men and women in the village all day long.

He knew that most of his moves were a little out of shape, on the one hand, because of the lack of guidance from the strict master, and on the other hand, because of his stubborn character.

But even if he knew what to do now, he scratched his head a little bewildered, and the rain condensed on the tips of his hair flew away under his scratch.

Oops, it's broken, I saw a large puddle of water stains, impartially falling into his open baggage, and the bottle of "strange and obscene joy" that he regarded as a treasure was opened at some point, and nearly half of the small brown pill rolled out and was slowly melting in the water stains.

Ba Jinlun screamed distressedly, since he was at the beggar gang in Suzhou, and was touched by the female thief of the Tang Sect, he had worked hard to get such a small bottle, but he didn't expect to be careless, so he went halfway.

He hurriedly poured the wet pills back into the bottle, plugged the mouth of the bottle well, and involuntarily bared his teeth and grinned, it was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, could it be that God didn't approve of himself being a promising thief?

He forced himself to restrain his mind, and just after this interruption, he couldn't stop reading the [Hehuan Jue] exercise that he was studying. He shook his head, took a composure, and simply turned back to the first page, pressed the text of the first mantra with his index finger, and read it again.

At this moment, the yellowed paper, with the movement of his fingers, slowly revealed a series of small characters that were so faint that it would have been almost impossible to detect with the naked eye had he not read very carefully.