"Uncle Ancestor!"

Seeing that Master Kongwen came in with Kongzhi and Kongzhi, how could this colorless dare to make the slightest mistake, when he hurriedly greeted the three of them one by one, and then hurriedly left under the pretext. However, although this little monk avoided Xiaolong's aggressive ridicule and forced questioning because of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but for some reason, he felt a trace of emptiness for the first time in his heart, as if he had lost something.

"Master, I think this little monk is obviously related to that red dust, why don't you let him roll in that earthly world for a few years, and maybe he can achieve some positive results at that time!"

Seeing the colorless little monk who had gradually walked away, Xiaolong couldn't help but show a smile again, but immediately said to the master of Kongwen without hesitation, with a relaxed expression.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing that Xiaolong actually said such a thing, Kong Zhi, who followed behind Kong Wen, couldn't help but shout a Buddha horn, and there was a trace of irrepressible dissatisfaction on his face, obviously thinking that what Xiao Long said was a bit Meng Lang.

It turns out that although this colorless little monk has a very low rank, he not only has a generous personality, but also has a very good understanding, so he has always been favored by Nakong Wen and others, and even faintly has the intention of passing on the mantle to him, and Xiaolong's words are almost equivalent to digging the corner of Shaolin, which makes the Kongzhi who has always been extremely fond of colorless in his selfishness endure it? But fortunately, in the end, he was afraid of the identity of this little dragon, and he did not directly explode the resentment in his heart.

In fact, where could Kong Zhi have thought of it? Almost a few years later. This Shaolin really gave birth to a world-famous master, this master has almost made a lot of fame in just a few years, and his cultivation is so profound that he can't help but be breathtaking, and this person is none other than the colorless little monk!

However, although this empty master was still slightly displeased because of what Xiaolong said, but in the end, although he didn't like it in his heart, he didn't show it, but showed a smile. Then he asked the little dragon.

I just listened to Mr. Li's indulgence. There was a hint of sudden enlightenment in his laughter, and I think Mr. Li has comprehended it again, and he has made a step forward in martial arts, right? The poor monk is here to congratulate Mr.

"Hehe! Great monk, take this!"

Regarding Master Kongwen's obvious way of diverting the topic, Xiaolong didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled. Then he casually took what he had written before. Then it was stuffed into the hands of the Master of the Empty Voice.

"Spiral Palm?"

Seeing Xiaolong's rash behavior, this empty master subconsciously felt a slight startle in his heart, and then planned to dodge. It's just that no matter how he dodges, there is an illusion that he can't escape the other party's grasp, so he can only take it in desperation, and after reading the above content again, he can't help but be slightly shocked in his heart.

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful! It's obviously just a set of palm techniques, but there is such an all-encompassing subtlety, and there is a hidden mystery of acupoints and swordsmanship, this, this is simply a world martial arts!"

As a martial idiot, the master of emptiness couldn't help but sigh at this time, although he only glanced at it at a glance, but who is this master of emptiness? He is also a great expert in martial arts, but he has already seen a trace of the mystery in a few eyes, and after a thousand rounds of speculation in his heart, it is like drinking a sip of old wine, and he feels more and more the mystery is endless, so he can't help but praise it like this. Obviously, not only was he the only one who had such a feeling, although the empty news and empty wisdom on the side did not speak, but from the admiring appearance he expressed, the shock in his heart was obviously not inferior to that emptiness.

Seeing the appearance of the three great monks at this time, Xiaolong couldn't help but smile. You must know that this spiral wave palm was originally a fusion of the Dugu Nine Swords, Point acupuncture hand and other kinds of martial arts, its all-encompassing meaning can be said to be ordinary people even if they are poor all their lives can not be able to figure out thoroughly, plus in the past few days, Xiaolong has gained more and more of this palm method has been sorted out, especially under Zuihou's heart, it is almost his own effort, its mystery and power is better than before, if it is still not able to make the three major monks admire, then there may really be ghosts.

"Great monk, this is the exchange condition I said before! If you exchange it for your Shaolin's King Kong Immortal Body Divine Skill, I don't think you will suffer any loss in Shaolin, right?

After the three major monks finally woke up from this palm, Xiaolong couldn't help but say to each other, although the words were casual, but even anyone could hear it, and there was a hint of ambition in it.

"Mr. Li's broad-mindedness is really the only one he has seen in the life of a poor monk, since this is the case, then the poor monk will not let Mr. down!"

How can I not see this empty news, Xiaolong's move is tantamount to a desperate bet, after all, this is tantamount to showing his hole cards in advance, to be honest, it is not good for Xiaolong. It's just that as a great sect of ancient temples that has been inherited for thousands of years, this master of empty news can't do it anyway, after all, it is an indisputable fact that he has watched the details of other people's martial arts, so his heart, which was still slightly hesitant, was finally completely firm at this moment, and after giving a slight salute to Xiaolong, he couldn't help but turn around and go with his junior brother.

"Great monk, don't let me down!"

Seeing that the three of them turned to leave, Xiao Long couldn't help but laugh more and more, how could he not see that the other party had finally made up his mind at this moment?

"Alright! Come in!"

After watching the three great monks leave quickly until there was no trace at all, Xiaolong was quiet, and after being silent for a while, he couldn't help but smile and scold outside the door.

Almost as soon as Xiaolong's words fell, I saw a thin figure hesitantly rubbing in from the door, who else could there be that colorless little monk? Seeing that the other party looked like he wanted to speak at this time, Xiaolong laughed more and more, and immediately said with a smile.

"Why are you stunned, copy the scriptures!"

"Oh!"

didn't expect Xiaolong's scolding to be more effective than his own master's, almost so that the colorless didn't have a trace of hesitation at all, turned around and rushed back to the desk and began to copy the song calmly, and seeing the other party's behavior, Xiaolong laughed deeper and deeper.

Everything is once again in peace, a few days are finally passed quickly at this time, and seeing that the empty news and others have disappeared again, Xiaolong is no longer in a hurry, in addition to copying books and reciting scriptures and meditating on meditation, he is happy with the colorless little monk in the room.

I saw that at this time, Xiaolong quietly came to the colorless little monk's side, seeing that the other party was constantly reciting and copying books in a peaceful place, and in a burst of snickering, Xiaolong slowly raised his right hand, and then stretched out like lightning and grabbed the pen tube held in the colorless hand.

As if he had expected it a long time ago, although he was unprepared because of the suddenness of the incident, although he was not shocked, he almost dodged the lightning grasp of Xiaolong by a fraction of a millimeter with a slight wrist at the moment when the other party made a move.

However, Xiaolong obviously did not give up so easily, almost under the other party's dodging of his own move, he took advantage of the situation to hook his fingers, like a peer to hook the pen, and at this time, the colorless little monk who had already prepared where would let him get his wish? Almost at the last moment, he simply removed his arm, completely avoiding Xiaolong's fingers.

"Little monk, you still don't admit defeat?"

Obviously, Colorless had already dodged Xiaolong's move, but Xiaolong couldn't help cheering at the same time, and then saw a spiral force born out of thin air under the flip of his wrist, making the brush that had been held by the colorless little monk in his hand seem to have life, and it actually flew out of his grasp and flew into Xiaolong's hands.

"Yikes!"

Rao is this colorless little monk has always been diligent, confident that after he holds the pen, it is impossible for anyone to pull it out of his hand, but under the spiral strength of the little dragon, he actually felt that the brush in his hand at this moment seemed to be coated with a layer of oil and became slippery.

"Pour it for me!"

However, Xiaolong obviously still refused to give up, and immediately took advantage of the moment when the other party was slightly anxious because of the loss of the brush, but he had hooked the colorless ankle with a slight mistake in his heel, and then saw him can't help but lean back, and the whole person fell to the ground in all directions, and the original square horse step was completely disintegrated.

"Mr. Li, I'm losing again!"

After finally struggling to get up from the ground, I saw that the colorless little monk couldn't help but bow his head and whisper after dusting off the dust on his body, and there was a faint trace of guilt in his expression.

"That's not bad! You couldn't even hold a pen at the beginning! Now you can entangle me for so long, and it's a lot of progress!"

Seeing that the other party looked depressed, Xiaolong couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart, and when he turned the pen barrel slightly, he stuffed it into the other party's hand again like lightning, and then whispered indifferently. (To be continued......)