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The people of the Hengshan faction breathed a sigh of relief, Jiang Nanyun appeared, and they gave birth to inexplicable confidence. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Eighteen Arhats moved slowly, heading towards Yi and Shitai and them, advancing slowly.

They all have shiny heads, solemn expressions, shiny eyes, calm steps under their feet, and refined temperament.

The long sticks in their hands were like copper and gold, and the hairs stood up in the middle of the sweat, and if they were hit by a stick, it was enough to break their waists and legs.

The people of the Hengshan Sect were protected by the Eighteen Arhat Formation, and they moved slowly, staring nervously at the heroes outside, worried that they would make a move.

The group of heroes retreated at their feet, their pace was slow, and they stared at the eighteen arhats, all of them struggling.

Before the eighteen arhats, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly, wearing a robe, holding Buddhist beads, walking calmly and slowly, and his face was kind.

Jiang Nanyun stayed with Yiqing Shitai and Ling Hu Chong.

Ling Hu Chong and Jiang Nanyun walked side by side, looking at the heroes who slowly retreated, although they were unwilling, but they didn't dare to do it, and sighed: "Miss Jiang, sure enough, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree,...... The Shaolin faction is really extraordinary!"

Jiang Nanyun nodded, his eyes showed envy, his head drooped slightly, his eyebrows furrowed, thoughtful.

She was thinking, what the master said was not bad, fame is really a sharp weapon, winning without a fight, infinite power, although her martial arts are clever, but the fame is too bad, and it can't shock people at all.

Slowly retreated, approaching Yi and them, everyone held the knife and the right hand holding the sword more and more forcefully, the green tendons were slightly exposed, rising and falling, like a cyan earthworm swimming.

"Cough!" Jiang Nanyun looked up for a while, and suddenly coughed, his voice was clear, like a crane, everyone heard it, and their hearts couldn't help but be clear, and their heartstrings were relaxed.

Their hands holding swords loosened, and they let out a long breath, and their bodies seemed to soften, and all of a sudden, it was difficult to tense again.

The pure heart recipe is extremely mysterious, Jiangnan Yun cultivates the realm very high, the facial features are extremely sharp, the intuition is bright, and the perception is not good, and the pure heart trick is used to resist the internal force, let out a clear cough, and calm their minds.

Master Fang Zheng was slightly stunned, stopped and turned around, glanced back at Jiang Nanyun, and announced a Buddha name: "A-Mi-Buddha--Buddha-!"

This Buddha horn implied the roar of the lion of the Buddha's demon subduing magic skill, which forcibly penetrated into everyone's ears, shook their hearts, and carried coercion, making their momentum frustrated and half a point shorter.

Master Fang Zheng walked again, and came to Yi and Shitai without waves, and the two factions of Hengshan met in one place.

"Senior sister. Master Yiqing stepped forward, glanced at Ding Mian, who was supported by Shi Daizi, and asked Mrs. Yihe in a low voice: "Uncle Ding doesn't matter, right?"

"He was seriously injured and was saved by Yilin, but he needed an elixir to continue his life. Mrs. Yihe shook her head and sighed.

Master Yiqing stepped forward to take a look, shook his head and sighed.

The people of the Songshan faction, except for Le Hou and Ding Mian, the rest of the disciples have all died, and the disciples of the Huashan faction and the Hengshan faction saw it, and their hearts were heavy, and they couldn't help but feel sad that the rabbit had died and the fox had died.

Master Fang Zheng came in, checked the injuries of Le Hou and Ding Mian, shook his head and sighed, looked compassionate, took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and sent it to Ding Mian's mouth.

Ding Mian's injuries were too serious, and Master Fang Zheng knew in his heart that he was just doing his best to obey the fate of heaven, and even though Shaolin's pills were extraordinary, he was afraid that he would not be able to save Ding Mian's life.

"Master, it's better for the little girl to open the way in front!" Jiang Nanyun said in a coquettish voice.

Master Fang Zheng got up, the compassion on his face did not fade, he let out a long sigh, and slowly shook his head: "Don't bother Miss Jiang. ”

"The master's mind, the little woman admires!" Jiang Nanyun tithes with both hands, his jade face is solemn, and his temperament is holy.

Opening the way in front is really a chore, killing with hands, and will form a great enmity with the martial arts heroes, Master Fang Zheng has an extraordinary mind, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, take on my own responsibility.

At this time, the crowd was tickling again, and three figures passed through the crowd and came to the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation.

"It's Yue Buqun!"

"Ah, Master Dingyi!"

"It's over, they're here too, there's no more drama in the evil sword spectrum!"

The crowd was talking, their expressions were changeable, showing a look of frustration, and their eyes looking at Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi were full of resentment and unwillingness.

In their eyes, Yue Buqun and Dingyi Shitai are peerless masters, and if such a character makes a move, he will not have anything to do with himself.

"Who's that little white face at the end?" someone asked in surprise.

"Hey, it seems to be ......a little familiar," one of them patted his forehead, pondered, and slapped his face: "I remember!"

"What kind of person is it? so handsome, it's rare!"

"He is the young dart head of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and now he is a disciple of the Huashan faction, named Lin Pingzhi, but he is a character who can't be provoked!" the man said quickly.

"Why can't you mess with it?!" someone next to him asked strangely.

"Hey, you don't know the relationship between Fuwei Dart Bureau and Xiao Yihan, right?!" the man asked in surprise with wide eyes.

"Oh...... I see!"

Lin Pingzhi followed his master Yue Buqun, walking calmly, but his face was slightly sweaty, although he was good at figure and running extremely fast, but his internal strength was far behind Yue Buqun, and it was very difficult to follow them.

"Master Fang Zheng!" Yue Buqun's expression was calm, he calmly hugged his fists, and Master Dingyi put his hands together and announced a Buddha name.

"Amitabha...... , Head Yue, Dingyi Shitai. Master Fang Zheng's brows loosened, and his expression was joyful.

He waved his hand slightly, and the two stick monks stepped forward, making way for a small path for one person to pass, and they all looked solemn, their eyes were shining, and they glared at everyone coldly, suppressing their impatient hearts.

Yue Buqun, Dingyi Shitai and Lin Pingzhi quickly passed, entered the eighteen Arhat formation, and greeted everyone.

When the two of them looked at their respective disciples, they didn't have a good face, if they hadn't acted rashly and were caught in it, how would they bother them to go out in person?!

Yihe Shitai explained to Dingyi Shitai in a low voice: "Master, at that time, Senior Brother Linghu had already come in to save people, and the disciples couldn't sit on the wall and watch. ”

"Well, it's a good job, you can't watch the people of the Wuyue Sword Sect die,...... To be able to have such a little compassion is not in vain for you to practice. Master Dingyi bowed his head slightly, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

"Thank you, Master. Yihe Shitai sighed and hurriedly said.

On that side, Ling Hu Chong also said to Yue Buqun: "Master, the situation is urgent, the disciple thought at the time, I can't see death and not save it, otherwise, what will the reputation of my Huashan faction have?!"

Yue Buqun glanced at him and nodded slowly: "If you stand by and watch, it is indeed inappropriate." ”

Ling Hu frowned and smiled, Yue Buqun glared at him, and snorted: "This time, it is thanks to Shaolin Temple to come forward, otherwise, how will we Huashan deal with it?"

"The disciple knows his mistake. Linghu Chong bowed his head solemnly.

Yue Buqun and Dingyi Shitai followed in the Eighteen Arhat Formation, and everyone slowly moved forward under the escort of the Eighteen Arhat Formation.

It is only the people of the Songshan faction, and the martial arts are still able to fight, but now there are Shaolin factions, Huashan factions, Hengshan factions, plus the original Songshan faction, besides, Jiang Nanyun is the leader of the Qingping Gang, and there is still a sword Xiao Yihan behind them, they are not confused, they just watched the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats move slowly, but they did not dare to move.

They were in no danger, entered Luoyang City, and the Shaolin people settled in a house in Luoyang City, which was quite luxurious, and was provided by a good man and woman.

Yue Buqun and Dingyi Shitai said goodbye to Master Fang Zheng and returned to the Wang's Mansion and Xiao Mansion respectively, and Jiang Nanyun and Dingyi Shitai were together.

"It's such a big thing, your master can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, it's really amazing!" On the way back, Master Dingyi said to Jiang Nanyun beside him with a thick voice.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled: "Master, he is busy brewing wine, and he can't care about these things." ”

"He, hmph!" Master Dingyi shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and chuckled: "Master said, if you and Master Yue come forward, there will definitely be no twists and turns, and he can rest assured that he is lazy." ”

"Didn't he cause all these things?!" Master Dingyi snorted angrily.

Jiang Nanyun smiled and nodded, she also felt that the master was too much, letting others work hard, staying out of the matter and watching the excitement.

"Gang Leader Jiang, is it really sent by Songshan to ward off evil spirits?" asked Master Dingyi with a solemn expression.

Jiang Nan Yundai frowned, sighed, and nodded, as if she was quite worried, but she almost burst into laughter in her heart.

She secretly sighed, Master's trick is really vicious, you don't have to do it yourself, the Songshan faction has already folded two masters, although Le Hou and Ding Mian's surnames can be saved, I am afraid that it will not be useful in a short time.

Master Dingyi's face sank, and he was speechless, silently thinking about his thoughts.

The disciples of the Hengshan Sect were more than ten steps away from them, without saying a word, walking quietly, and the monk's boots stepped on the bluestone ground, silently.

Until she returned to Xiao Mansion, Mrs. Dingyi's face was gloomy, and she didn't say a word, Jiang Nanyun said goodbye to her, and she just nodded, absent-minded.

The back garden of the Shaw Mansion

A small delicate painting appeared on the surface of the lake, gently fluttering in the breeze.

Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on the bow of the painted boat, his legs hanging under the side of the boat, holding a white jade cup in one hand and a book in the other, looking fascinated.

On his right hand, the turquoise jade pot swayed slightly, and the contents of the pot appeared extremely thick.

On the left-hand side, the small red clay stove sounds, and the spring water has not yet boiled.

He looked leisurely and complacent, wearing a purple robe, and his thick eyebrows made him still have a temperament of not being angry and arrogant.

Jiang Nanyun's body is elegant, leisurely, like a slow illness, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the small lake, and his body was vertical, like a milk swallow throwing himself into a nest, and he fell to Xiao Yuesheng's side lightly.

Xiao Yuesheng moved the scroll, glanced at Jiang Nanyun lazily, and said in a rambling voice: "It's stopped outside?"

"Master's clever calculation, I'm afraid I didn't calculate it, and the Shaolin Sect's Master Fang Zheng has also arrived!" Jiang Nanyun sat down beside him, and a faint fragrance came in.

"Shaolin Abbot Master Fangzheng?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Nanyun nodded and smiled: "He is worthy of being a master of Fang Zheng, his power is amazing, and no one dares to do it!"

Xiao Yuesheng put down the scroll, nodded slowly, and stared at the water thoughtfully.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Nanyun didn't make a sound of alarm, holding the jade pot in both hands, and filled his white jade cup, the wine was mellow.

After a while, Jiang Nanyun spoke up: "Master, what's wrong?"

Xiao Yuesheng woke up, raised his hand to take a sip of alcohol, and nodded slowly: "It seems that the power of the evil sword spectrum is extraordinary, and Shaolin is not at ease." ”

"Master is saying that the Shaolin Temple also wants to get the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?" Jiang Nanyun tilted his head and asked, his bright eyes blinking twice.

The lake under the boat reflects the sunlight and reflects it in her eyes, and the eye waves are clear and seductive.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Shaolin will not put the evil sword spectrum in his eyes, but it will not be allowed by people with ulterior motives." ”

Jiang Nanyun suddenly said slowly: "Songshan faction?!"

Xiao Yuesheng looked at her, bowed slightly, suddenly smiled, and raised his eyebrows: "If what I expected is correct, Master Fang Zheng will come to me." ”

Jiang Nanyun's eyes turned, and he was full of brilliance: "Master Fang Zheng wants to see how powerful the evil sword spectrum is, right?"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, picked up the jade cup, and took a sip.

"Master, Master Shaolin Fangzheng is here. Xiaohe was dressed in a light green Luo shirt, floating in, crisp and vivid.

Jiang Nanyun smiled at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master is really clever!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, stroked the mustache on his lips, and said with a smile: "Xiaohe, I know, go and give Master Fang Zheng a good cup of tea." ”

"Yes!" the little lotus saluted, and floated away, silent, spotless, as if floating in the air.

"Master, I want to go and see it too!" Jiang Nanyun pulled Xiao Yuesheng's arm, his voice was delicate and soft, and he was soft when he smelled it.

Xiao Yuesheng looked at her, and when she was slightly worried, he nodded slowly: "Don't be rude." ”

"Master Tai also underestimates the disciple!" Jiang Nanyun snorted dissatisfiedly: "Master Fang Zheng can be described as a humble elder, how can the disciple be rude?!"

"It's good to know!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and his figure rose up, as if an invisible force held him up.

In the void, he slowly straightened up, stretched out his legs, slowly moved forward, and landed silently on the small pavilion, and then walked out along the corridor.

Shaw House Hall

Xiao Lotus curled Nana, holding a tea cup, came to Master Fang Zheng, and sent the cup to him, and said, "Master, the master is changing clothes in the back, please wait,...... This is a good tea that the old man treasured, please taste it. ”

"Amitabha, thank you to the female benefactor. Master Fang Zheng titheed and looked kind.

Xiaohe retreated gently, and only Master Fang Zheng was left in the hall, regaining his composure.

Gui is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, with a high and powerful position, Master Fang Zheng came alone, and there was no Dharma protector disciple by his side.

He sat quietly, hanging the curtain and closing his eyes, as if he was in a state of flux, taking a sip of tea from time to time, before he changed from stillness, not like a statue.

"There is Master Lao, the kid Xiao Yihan is polite. Xiao Yuesheng entered the door, titheed with both hands, and looked peaceful.

"Amitabha, Lord Xiao Shi, the old man came suddenly, and he was abrupt. Master Fang Zheng got up, slowly closed his mind, and said with a smile.

Jiang Nanyun also bowed, but smiled slightly and did not speak.

"Where is the master, the Buddha is here, and it is an honor. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and sat down opposite Master Fang Zheng.

Jiang Nanyun stood behind him, his eyes were as bright as water, and he quietly looked at Master Fang Zheng.

Xiaohe came lightly, brought the teacup over, saluted silently, and floated away.

Master Fang Zheng glanced at Xiao He calmly, and said with a smile: "Master Xiao, Lao Wei came this time, but it was for the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits. ”

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "The apprentice has already told me what happened, and the master's mind really makes us sigh to ourselves." ”

Master Fang Zheng shook his head and smiled.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled, and his heavy brows frowned slightly: "As for the evil sword spectrum, I did watch one or two below." ”

"Master Xiao Shi has already practiced sword spectrum, right?" Master Fang Zheng asked with a smile, but his expression was quite determined.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "The master guessed wrong. ”

(To be continued)