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The hall of Wenfu is quite elegantly arranged, with a bit of feminine atmosphere, moon-white carpet, light gauze curtain, low couch, embroidered pier, Xiao Yuesheng rarely comes here, which is why. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Yuesheng sat down at Wen Yubing's head and looked at the famous Shaolin monk Kongzhi with a gentle face.

For the four great monks of Shaolin, he has also been famous for a long time, but he does not think so, the most observable empty surname died, and the other three sons all have a sense of difficulty in matching, blindly pursuing martial arts, and the cultivation of Buddhism is extremely shallow, and it is rare to be able to practice martial arts to such a point without backlash.

Although as soon as you step into the Wen Mansion, you will feel that the air is cool and the warmth drops sharply, as if stepping into spring, all the monks are determined people, and they do not make a fuss, but just observe carefully.

"Qiu'er, Master Kongzhi is here to inquire about the Perak Hall. Wen Yu Bingyu's face was cold and waveless, and she whispered lightly to the eldest disciple.

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng looked up at the three people opposite, stroked his black mustache, shook his head and sighed: "I also heard about this below, and it is really embarrassing to die young!"

Zhao Minxue, who was sitting opposite him, twitched the corners of his white and delicate mouth, sneered in his heart, and looked at him with a smile to see how he acted.

Yuanyin's eyes flickered, and since Xiao Yuesheng came in, he had been staring at him closely, trying to find clues from his expression, but seeing that he was calm and free, without any anxiety, he was disappointed.

Ever since he thought of the Water Cloud Sect, he had an intuition that the murderer was someone from the Water Cloud Sect.

Xi Sheng'er's martial arts are extremely high, but he has always been low-key, and it is difficult for outsiders to know, but he knows that his Vajra Fist has reached the realm of perfection, and it is himself, and if he wants to defeat him, he must do his best.

He is so martial artistic, but he is easily killed, unless it is the exterminator of the Emei faction, but if it is the Emei sword technique, the empty master of the Dharma Hall will definitely be able to find out.

Master Kong has never asked about the world, in the Dharma Hall to study the seventy-two skills of Shaolin, and the essence of the world's martial arts, profound and peerless, for the martial arts in the world today, such as a number of treasures, is what swordsmanship, can see through at a glance.

The murderer will not be the Wudang faction, although they are not in agreement with Shaolin and have a deep suspicion, but the Wudang heroes have always emphasized benevolence and righteousness, and will never sneakily kill people without making a noise.

Yuanyin counted back and forth, it was the most suspicious of this Shuiyun faction, the hatred of the murderer was tantamount to the hatred of snatching the son to him, the fire in his heart kept rising, and the tone of his voice was naturally not good: "Master Xiao, on the night of the seventh day, I don't know where you are?"

Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly, his eyes were as warm as jade, he glanced at Yuanyin, and said with a faint smile: "I can't remember that night in the seventh day,"

He turned to Wen Yubing on the right, and asked with a smile: "...... Does Master ever remember?"

Wen Yubing glared at him secretly, frowned slightly, groaned slightly, and nodded: "It seems to be playing cards in the back garden." ”

Xiao Yuesheng was stunned, nodded hurriedly and smiled: "Yes, yes, it seems that Miss Zhao is also there." ”

Seeing him look over, Zhao Min's mind was racing, his eyes were bright, he suddenly pursed his lips slightly, and shook his head: "It seems to be,...... I don't remember exactly. ”

She was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and could harm Xiao Yuesheng, so she would not hesitate, but she fell into Xiao Yuesheng's arms.

"This Miss Zhao is ......" Master Kongzhi looked at Zhao Min, her graceful and luxurious temperament should not be underestimated, and she must have an extraordinary family background.

"This is our neighbor, Miss Zhao Min. Xiao Yuesheng opened his mouth and said with a smile, only Wen Yubing was with him in the hall, so he could only bother to introduce him.

"This female benefactor is surrounded by nobility and wealth, and she must have an extraordinary background. Master Kongzhi put one hand together and said slowly.

Zhao Min pursed his lips and smiled lowly, Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and said with a smile: "Master has good eyesight, this Zhao girl is indeed unspeakably expensive!"

Master Kongzhi glanced at Zhao Min twice, and then didn't look at it anymore, although she was a nobleman, her martial arts were average, far less unfathomable than the Xiao Nanqiu in front of her.

Xiao Yuesheng took the snow porcelain teacup brought by Liu Qingquan personally, held it still, and looked at Master Kongzhi with a smile: "The master came from afar, I don't know what to order?"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Master Kongzhi announced the Buddha's name with a sad face, as if he was owed eight hundred hanging money, and sighed slowly: "The disciples of our sect unfortunately died, but there is no clue, only your sect is the most familiar nearby, and the old man can only come to ask for advice with a cheeky skin." ”

"Oh-?" Xiao Yuesheng's eyes narrowed slightly, smiled, picked up the teacup, took a sip of fragrant tea, shook his head and said: "The matter of Thunderbolt Hall, I have only heard about it, and the matter is too abrupt, so I will estimate it,...... I'm afraid that I will offend some big man and provoke the wrath of the thunder, and slaughter the gang in anger......"

"Hmph!" Yuanyin couldn't help but snort angrily.

He had been observing Xiao Yuesheng's every move from the side, Xiao Yuesheng's subtle expression was all in his eyes, just these few words made him feel that he had guessed well, this Xiao Nanqiu was extremely suspicious!

"What, Master Yuanyin has something to say?" Xiao Yuesheng stopped the teacup to his mouth, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Yuanyin with a smile.

"Did you kill my disciple?" Yuanyin didn't want to speak, he wanted to take a detour, knock on the side, and be careful to try, but his surname was impatient, and he was so excited by Xiao Yuesheng that he couldn't bear it anymore, and he was angry, and these words rushed out of his mouth.

Xiao Yuesheng almost laughed, hurriedly held back, shook his head, and replied solemnly: "No, yes!"

Yuanyin stared at him fiercely, his one-eyed essence flickering, like a sharp sword.

He didn't believe Xiao Yuesheng's words, although the Shaolin faction said that it was a big move, but it was also prestigious, and few people dared to provoke it, even if he offended a certain master, for the sake of the face of the Shaolin faction, he would not be ruthless in the killer, only this Xiao Nanqiu had a festival with Perak Hall, and he was bold.

"Master Kongzhi, isn't this the work of someone in the Demon Sect?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Kongzhi, who was busy looking at his heart.

Wen Yubing was like a statue of a goddess, without saying a word, her face was cold, but her heart was quite nervous, she really hesitated at such a juncture.

Zhao Min was in the mood of watching a good show, Yingying's eyes kept smiling but not smiling, and kept sweeping around Xiao Yuesheng's face.

"I have heard that the swordsmanship of the Shuiyun Sect is wonderful, but the old man is not talented, but I want to ask for a few tricks. The Empty Wisdom Monk pronounced a Buddha horn and said in a low voice.

In recent years, although there is the rise of Wudang, but the Shaolin faction is still the first faction in the world, the disciples have always been safe, few people dare to break ground on the head of Tai Sui, so the matter of the Perak Hall can alarm him, the monk personally went down the mountain to investigate.

Yuanyin had previously said that Xiao Nanqiu's martial arts were at the top, and he had already aroused the competitiveness of Kongzhi, his surname was narrow-minded, and when he saw Xiao Yuesheng free and easy, he didn't put a few of his own people in his eyes, and anger gradually surged in his heart.

Now that Yuanyin has made his words clear, Kong Zhi is too lazy to dodge and dodge, the surname Suo directly wants to be tempted, and he would rather kill the wrong person than let it go, otherwise, where does the majesty of Shaolin exist? !

"I see!" Xiao Yuesheng slowly put down the snow porcelain teacup, his originally warm face gradually cooled down, his face sank like water, and he sneered faintly: "Dare to come to the door to ask for guilt!"

"Master Xiao is serious, it's just a fellow martial artist. After all, the empty wisdom monk is old, has a lot of experience, is a little sleek, leaves a little leeway, and answers with a sad face.

"Master, Shaolin is known as the number one in the world, our small sect is a small sect, it is difficult to meet in case," Xiao Yuesheng had a solemn face, and his eyes were neither sad nor joyful.

He turned to Wen Yubing and sneered faintly: "However, since people have deceived the door, the disciple can only fight with all his strength!"

Wen Yubing watched the effort of three or two sentences, and the matter developed to this point, she was quite caught off guard, the change was too fast, and she still had time to think of countermeasures.

“...... Qiu'er ,...... Be careful. She hesitated slightly, and when she looked up and saw the calm eyes of the eldest disciple, she couldn't help but clear her heart, smiled faintly, and nodded.

She was not enough to deal with it, so she had to leave it to him, and it was all up to him.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded at the master, his solemn face returned to warmth, arched his hand, looked at Master Kongzhi, and said with a faint smile: "I heard that there are seventy-two skills in Shaolin, and Master Kongzhi has eleven of them, and he is amazingly talented, and he admires him, I don't know what skills I want to use?"

"Amitabha...... , the old man was ashamed and wanted to use the Dharma sword to ask for a few tricks. "Master Kongzhi Heshi, low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, even more sad.

"Well, the Dharma swordsmanship has been famous for a long time,...... Outside, please!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stood up, stretched out his arm, and motioned to go out.

Wen Yubing must be in her heart, the sword spectrum of the Dharma swordsmanship is in the Shuiyun Pavilion, and she has also turned it over a few times, although she is not proficient, but she also knows a little about the fur, although her swordsmanship is exquisite, but now it is difficult for the big disciple at all.

They walked out of the hall in turn, and when they arrived at the main courtyard, Li Ruoyun and several women also came in a circle, making the dozen or so yellow-clothed monks around them busy closing their eyes and closing their eyes, and silently reciting the Diamond Sutra in their hearts to suppress the stirring of their hearts.

"Senior brother, give you the sword. Li Ruoyun took off the long sword on his waist, and handed it over with his jade hand, Xiao Yuesheng's original saber had long since disappeared where to throw it.

He took it with his hand and slowly pulled it out, and the empty wisdom monk on the opposite side also took the long sword handed by the monk and gently unsheathed it.

"Master, please!" Xiao Yuesheng was quite polite, raising his sword and asking.

"Donor, please!" The long sword of the empty wisdom monk was in his hand, his spirit changed sharply, and as soon as he made a gesture, his body seemed to have a little more light, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled in his heart, lightly stabbed out with a sword, as if the Taiji Sword of later generations seemed to have no strength.

"Huh-!" The slow sword accelerated abruptly, bursting out with a white light, dazzling and unstoppable, making people unprepared.

Although the Empty Wisdom Monk was on guard, he couldn't react, and he was busy blocking the sword, although it was fast but not chaotic, blocking his chest, wanting to seal the stabbing sword.

"Master, concede!" Xiao Yuesheng put away his sword, smiled faintly, stepped back, came to Wen Yubing's side, and handed the long sword back to Li Ruoyun.

(To be continued)