Huang Rong was stunned when she heard this, Huang Yaoshi vowed to create the first half of the scripture according to the second half of the "Nine Yin True Scripture", but he couldn't do it for more than ten years, and now Yue Ziran actually wants to create an internal force martial arts, and he is really not optimistic about it.

Seeing that Huang Rong didn't answer for a long time, Yue Ziran naturally guessed what she was thinking in her heart, and deliberately pulled the little girl into her arms with a straight face, and said angrily: "I actually have no confidence in my own man, I should be beaten." After that, he raised his salty pig hand and slapped the little Lori's buttocks, only to feel the full feeling, and suddenly his mouth became dry.

It's just the place of the meditation room, and there is a faint sound of wooden fish in front of it, but Yue Ziran didn't dare to be presumptuous, made a few fuss, straightened up and said: "The road is always walked out by people, and the predecessors can naturally do it." ”

As soon as the words fell, he heard a rush of footsteps outside the Zen courtyard, and the scholar rushed into the rain curtain of the courtyard with an oil-paper umbrella, and said with a cold face: "Gang Master Yue, the great monks of Tianlong Temple have arrived, and they still want to do it themselves, please." ”

Yue Ziran was slightly stunned, and then said: "Yes, it is easy for the monks of Tianlong Temple to find this place. He was about to stand up, but was grabbed by a cold little hand.

"Brother Ran......" Little Lori's face was a little pale, and her worry was full of worry.

Yue Ziran pulled her up and comforted, "There is a lamp master here, it will be fine." Besides, I'm still the leader of the beggar gang, and there's a lot at stake. After that, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that you have to suffer a little." ”

The rain is getting lighter, but it's still dripping, but it doesn't get wet all at once. Huang Rong wanted to play an umbrella with Yue Ziran. But he refused.

"It's better to be cooler. The mind can be clearer. ”

Coming to the front of the Zen courtyard, Yue Ziran was about to enter the door, but suddenly felt a gust of palm wind coming towards him, Yue Ziran hurriedly took a step back, and the dog beating stick was already in his hand, only to see a yellow shadow not stop at all, step forward, and point to Yue Ziran.

"A yang finger. "Yue Ziran knows it very well. The dog stick used a word trick to turn into a green shadow, and unloaded the trick of the person in front of him with force, and then a slash in the swordsmanship, point under the armpit of the person who came, so that his next attack could not make the strength to come, and the dog stick moved up and hit the opponent's throat.

Yue Ziran's set of stick techniques was used, and there were dog beating sticks and swordsmanship, and they could be changed at will. Especially in degree, it is as fast as his swordsmanship. This is because on the top of the Iron Palm Peak. Yue Ziran's swordsmanship broke through to the realm of "not stagnation in things, and grass, trees, bamboos and stones can be used as swords" when Huang Rong was injured. It's just that many people didn't notice the sudden turn of the scene.

"The master is polite. ”

Yue Ziran took a step back, withdrew the dog beating stick, and said respectfully.

The monk in front of him was wearing a yellow monk's robe, less than fifty years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, cloth clothes and shoes, which was the monk of Tianlong Temple that Yue Ziran had seen last time when he met 6 officials.

In the meditation room behind him, there were five monks who were sitting upright with Master Yilan and dressed like him.

The monk who was made straightened his collar and said with a sneer: "Gang Master Yue let us find it for a meal, or is it Xiao Jiu?"

Yue Ziran was embarrassed for a while, and said with a wry smile after being silent for a long time: "People, there are always times when you are young and frivolous. "But it's a constant sigh.

"What a young man. The monk sitting next to the master of a lamp on the futon lowered his white eyebrows and covered his eyes, and at this time, he came back to his senses from closing his eyes and meditating, and his eyes brought Yue Ziran a burst of fierce sword intent.

Yue Ziran has the most comprehension of sword intent, and in recent years, he has rarely encountered anyone who can bring him stimulation in sword intent, but at this time, he felt a threat, and suddenly the cells in his body seemed to be activated, and there was a sense of battle intent.

"Old man in French. The monk's last sentence was plain, but this sentence was full of emotion: "Nine princes, after a long time, what you brought to Tianlong Temple is not something that can be offset by a sentence of youth and frivolity." ”

As soon as his words fell, the other four monks also stared at Yue Ziran, and each introduced: "Fakong", "Forensics", "Fa See" and "Fa Play". And the monk who had fought with Yue Ziran before bowed his head and said, "Faru." ”

Yue Ziran respectfully bowed his hands one by one before he said: "What happened back then has nothing to do with the beggar gang, it is a grudge between me and Tianlong Temple. I wonder what the master is going to do, but this grudge?"

The French sighed lightly, sang a Buddha name, and said softly: "If you don't forgive sentient beings, if you don't forgive sentient beings, you will eventually suffer yourself, and forget the past." After a pause, he said: "Back then, you were rejected for medicine to save people, and it was the Tianlong Temple that lost your heart in front of things, so that it caused the tragedy of the two sides of Tianlong who broke into the sky at night later. ”

Fa Wen slowly stood up and walked over to Yue Ziran: "You are now the leader of the Beggar Gang, even if the incident back then has nothing to do with the Beggar Gang, but if you pursue it, you don't know how many lives you will have to fill." ”

"That's it, that's it. The monk shook his head, but suddenly raised his eyebrows and stared at Yue Ziran: "But there is one thing that cannot be stopped." ”

"What?"

"The Heavenly Dragon Temple's Six-Vein Divine Sword is nothing more than that. ”

Huang Rong, who followed up later, was stunned when she heard this, but she didn't know why this monk suddenly came up with such a derogatory remark.

There was silence in the meditation room, except for sandalwood wafting in the void.

The raindrops outside the eaves seemed to be louder again, hitting the banana leaves, and there was a "click" sound, as if knocking on people's hearts.

Yue Ziran suddenly nodded and said, "I said it." ”

God knows that at that time, he just wanted to provoke the old monk so that he could see the six-vein divine sword, but unexpectedly buried the root cause.

The world is really unpredictable.

Huang Rong suddenly came to his senses.

"The Ninth Prince defeated many masters of my Tianlong Temple with his sword intent back then, not only ruining the face of Tianlong Temple, but also smearing the face of my ancestors with a word, but this is not something that can be put down. Fa Ru seemed to have the most irritable temper among the six monks, and he stood beside Yue Ziran and shouted in a deep voice.

The six-vein divine sword of the Duan family in Dali enjoyed a good reputation in the rivers and lakes back then, and the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple of Gumo Zhi could not be replaced, and it was even more shocking to the world after passing on Duan Yu, first defeating Nan Murong, and then subduing the heroes of the rivers and lakes, but after not thinking about it for more than a hundred years, he got a "but so" evaluation.

Even if they weren't practicing the Six-Vein Divine Sword at that time.

Even if they are outsiders, they still maintain the existence of the Dali Duan clan, and naturally they can't give up.

"It was Yue Ziran who lost his words. Yue Ziran smiled bitterly and clenched his fists to apologize again.

"Today, the past must be put to an end. French said: "Let's let the Ninth Prince see the Duan Clan's Six Veins Divine Sword today, so as to live up to the ancestor's reputation." ”

The Faru monk next to him continued: "The Ninth Prince is now praised as a rare sword-wielding genius in a hundred years, and it just so happens that I can wait to see it." ”

"What about the results of the competition?" Yue Ziran asked after a while of silence.

"If the Tianlong Temple is defeated, the grudge will be written off. Tianlong Temple will also promote the cooperation between Dali and Yue Gongzi in the future. If Tianlong Temple wins, Yue Gongzi has abandoned his cultivation and has since withdrawn from the rivers and lakes. ”

Yue Ziran looked around the meditation room, Master Yideng turned the Buddha beads and closed his eyes silently, and the eyes of the other six monks shot into his face with a thick sword intent.

Huang Rong's heart tightened, thinking of Yue Ziran's injury, she gently pulled the placket of his clothes, but she didn't get the slightest response back, and was about to open her mouth to persuade her, but she heard Yue Ziran speak.

Six-vein Divine Sword!

Maybe it was because he was happy to see the hunt, or maybe it was because it was a rare opponent, Yue Ziran couldn't hold back his fighting spirit after all, and said simply: "In this case, Yue Ziran is willing to fight." (To be continued......)

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