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- Chapter 86 Broken Staff
At noon, in Hanyan Pavilion, the bright sunshine reflected the milky white furniture dimly, making the room bright and warm.
The peerless brilliance of Li Ruoyun and the other girls added a bit of brightness and charm to the room. The men sitting in the room seemed to be sitting among flowers, the fragrance was lingering, and they seemed drunk.
"Master Yuanyin, I wonder if you have any advice for coming to our sect this time?" Xiao Yuesheng put down the snow porcelain tea cup and asked with a smile.
His gentle eyes enveloped Monk Yuanyin lightly, with a gentle smile on his face and an understatement, as if he was asking casually.
"This" Monk Yuanyin was speechless.
Since he set foot on Hanyan Pavilion in the air, he has been silent and has been thinking hard in his heart, trying to find a more appropriate reason.
??????????????????? The original intention of raising an army to investigate the crime can obviously no longer be said out loud. Although he is a monk and does not lie, he still understands this little bit of wink and adaptability.
"It's a pity that he didn't have any eagerness. For a moment, he couldn't find any good reason. When Xiao Yuesheng asked, he was speechless.
"Haha" Fan Xisheng laughed hurriedly and said with a smile, "It's all my fault. I praised Mr. Xiao's martial arts so much that my master was very curious and wanted to come and see it. "
His words were quite mature, mixed with truth and falsehood, but they were a little less smokey. They were far from comparable to those like Monk Yuanyin who lived deep in the temple and only practiced Buddhism and martial arts.
"Haha I made a few crops-handle movements, which made me laugh." Xiao Yuesheng's eyes only briefly glanced at Fan Xisheng, but still enveloped Monk Yuanyin, and said with a smile: "I have heard for a long time that Shaolin Kung Fu is the best in the world, Xihu Shuiyun Sect The entrance to the mountain is low, and I have never had the opportunity to receive teachings. Today, the master happened to come and give me guidance. It is also a rare opportunity, how can I miss it?!"
Wen Yubing, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed. This Qiu'er was really a troublemaker. The other party clearly wanted to give in, but he refused to give up!
But once the words were spoken, they were like water thrown out. It was difficult to take them back, so I could only look at Monk Yuanyin coldly to see if he dared to accept the move.
Monk Yuanyin's gasping gradually subsided, and He Shi shook his head: "Mr. Xiao, there are countless heroes in the world, and there are thousands of people with profound martial arts. Shaolin dares to be the first. The poor monk is only a low-ranking disciple of Shaolin, let alone one of them." ."
"Xiaodie and Xiaoqing, go and bring the other masters here." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands to Xiaodie and Xiaoqing behind him and gave a calm order.
The two women stood up, nodded slightly, and walked away.
Under the Hanyan Pavilion, there is a small painting boat, which is exquisite and elegant, making people happy to watch it. It was built by Xiao Yuesheng when he had nothing to do. Although it is not big, it is more interesting. You can go boating on the Han Lake and hang down leisurely. , enjoy the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes.
Xiaodie and Xiaoqing were as graceful as cranes, and landed lightly on the painting fat. They patted the lake surface with their white jade-like hands, and ripples appeared. The painting fat was like lotus leaves on the lake, swinging leisurely, and drifting silently towards the cold lake. The other side.
Fan Cunyi and the four monks from Shaolin Hui generation were looking around. They saw a small boat floating over slowly but really quickly, and they looked at it in confusion.
In the blink of an eye, Hua Fei was close to the shore, and Xiaodie stood on the bow of the boat, her clothes fluttering, dignified and elegant. She gently cupped her hands to everyone and said elegantly: "Masters, please follow the little girl over."
The four members of the Hui generation hesitated slightly. Although they had little experience in the world, they were still vigilant. However, Fan Cunyi had already jumped out and soared directly into the sky.
Drifting lightly, he gently landed on the bow of the boat, not far from Xiaodie. He could smell the faint fragrance of Xiaodie floating in the wind. He couldn't help but feel drunk and his mind went blank.
Xiaodie glanced at him lightly. Although he was showing off and his behavior was shallow and ridiculous, fortunately, he didn't get too close, so she couldn't teach him a lesson.
Seeing this, the other four monks in yellow had no choice but to fly onto the painting boat. The master's Zen staff was so heavy that it caused the painting body to sway slightly.
The painted fat swayed leisurely, and suddenly floated towards Hanyan Pavilion. In the blink of an eye, it was already at your Excellency.
"Looking at the exquisite and gorgeous pavilion standing on the water, Fan Cunyi couldn't help but secretly envy him. Although he had no elegance, he did not lack the talent for enjoyment.
"Masters, please come with me." Xiaodie smiled slightly, her face glowing, and Fan Cunyi felt that the world suddenly lit up, and it was infinitely wonderful.
??Xiaodie and Xiaoqing both flew up and landed gracefully at the foot of the white jade steps of Hanyan Pavilion. Fan Cunyi and the others also jumped up and stood in front of Hanyan Pavilion.
Not allowing them to look carefully, Xiaodie and Xiaoqinglian walked lightly, like weak willows supporting the wind, walking slowly, leading them onto the white jade steps.
They had never seen such luxury. The steps were built with white jade. Even in the palace, such ostentation was rare. They couldn't help but wonder.He shrunk his hands and feet, stepped forward cautiously, walked carefully, and entered the Hanyan Pavilion.
The interior of Hanyan Pavilion is mostly in moon-white color, with moon-white carpets, milk-white furniture, light gauze curtains, and hanging calligraphy and paintings, making it elegant and warm.
Xiao Yuesheng and the others were drinking tea quietly, silent, as if waiting for them to come.
The interior of the pavilion is as warm as spring.
Fan Cunyi was just the opposite at this time. His heart was full of coldness and fear. His two muscles were fighting. If he hadn't been sitting on the embroidered pier, he would have fallen to the ground.
The pain he had suffered made him understand that life was worse than death. When he saw this smiling Xiao Nanqiu, the purgatory feeling seemed to flow out again, as if he had experienced it all over again.
The snow-white teeth seemed to be shining with cold light, and the gentle smile seemed to be filled with coldness. Fan Cunyi just glanced at him and hurriedly avoided it, not daring to look again, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.
Fan Xisheng didn't pay attention to his son's strange behavior. He could also feel the murderous intention in Xiao Yuesheng's gentle smile. He was beating a drum in his heart and carefully observed the fluctuations in his expression.
"The Zen staff has been invited. It will certainly not affect the master's martial arts." Xiao Yuesheng put down the cup of tea and said with a gentle smile.
Monk Yuanyin was worried at this time. The clay figurine also had a fire nature. Xiao Yuesheng's pressing step by step made him suddenly feel angry. He could no longer care about any room for change. He smiled coldly: "Very good, Mr. Xiao, please pay more attention." Got it!"
According to Xiao Yuesheng's temper, Fan Cunyi and others did not want to see him. Just to prevent Yuanyin from evading and quibbling, he directly blocked his escape route. He first took away his weapons and then ushered them in to show his openness. .
"There are many Shaolin staff techniques. I wonder which one the master is proficient in?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with an unchanging smile as the snow porcelain tea cup stopped at his mouth.
"There are indeed a lot of staff skills in our temple. Here are a few ways." Seeing his gentle smile, Yuan Yin could only soften her expression and said proudly.
He has great arm strength, has a unique talent for practicing staff skills, and has impressive capital.
"Ruoyun, go and learn the master's staff technique!" Wen Yubing, who had always been as indifferent as a goddess, suddenly spoke and looked at Li Ruoyun, who was sitting on the other side of Xiao Yuesheng.
However, she had good intentions. She was afraid that her eldest disciple would personally take action and did not know what methods he would use to humiliate him, so she simply spoke first and let Li Ruoyun fight. Although she was cold, her temperament was peaceful and she would not cause too much trouble. .
Xiao Yuesheng couldn't help but look at the master with a wry smile. With his insight, he could understand the master's intentions even if he didn't have to observe the mind. However, he smiled proudly in his heart.
"Yes, Master." Li Ruoyun's jade-like face was expressionless and his eyes were as cold as frost. He stood up and stepped forward slowly. He wore a slim shirt and his slender waist seemed to be bent by the hanging sword. His demeanor and demeanor were It's like not eating any human fireworks.
"Master, please allow me to teach you some great tricks." Li Ruoyun gently pulled out the long sword hanging from Liu's waist. With a flash of cold light, he made a neat salute with the vertical sword. The sudden changes in movement and movement added a bit of heroism to his clear air.
Having reached such a situation, Yuanyin could no longer retreat. He was also aroused to win or lose, and wanted to truly learn the Shuiyun Sect's swordsmanship.
¡°Please¡ª!¡± Yuanyin stood up slowly, picked up the heavy gold-plated Zen staff, and stood in front of Li Ruoyun.
"Junior sister, go out and fight." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand hurriedly.
Looking at Monk Yuanyin¡¯s skills, I¡¯m afraid he can¡¯t send and receive words like the heart. With his external skills, I¡¯m afraid it will damage the furnishings of Hanyan Pavilion, which is not worth the gain.
Li Ruoyun's cold gaze slightly touched his senior brother, nodded, moved lightly, walked to the door in two steps, opened the lavender felt curtain, and disappeared in front of the door.
Yuanyin had no choice but to pick up her staff and follow him out. Xiao Yuesheng reached out to help Wen Yubing, pretending to be a respectful and filial disciple, causing Wen Yubing to give him an annoyed look.
Everyone followed them out and stood on the white jade steps, watching the two people in the corridor below.
"Master, please go first." Li Ruoyun nodded lightly, his voice was cold.
Yuan Yin is now in a state of unknown karma, and she doesn¡¯t care to be polite. Otherwise, she doesn¡¯t know how many years and months she will have to work, so she shouted: ¡°It¡¯s a trespass!¡±
The Zen staff turned into a golden light and hit Li Ruoyun's palace directly. He had to defeat her ten times with one force. Forgive her as a delicate woman, her strength would definitely not be comparable to her own.
As the saying goes, every inch is short, and every inch is dangerous. The length of the weapon is naturally the key to determining victory or defeat. His Zen staff has taken a huge advantage against the long sword.
"Hi¡ª¡ª!" There was a sound of cold light, and Li Ruoyun's body was light and airy. He followed mysterious footwork and slid towards Monk Yuanyin along an arc.
When Yuanyin heard the sound of the opponent's long sword piercing the air, she felt awe-struck in her heart. It turned out that this woman actually had such deep inner strength, and she became even more alert.
?Li Ruoyun's figure seemed to be slowing down, and he was in front of Yuanyin in an instant. The tip of the sword was pointing towards, and Xuxu was pointing at, Yuanyin's fingers holding the staff.
With a sweep of Yuanyin's horizontal staff, she stepped forward and stepped back, trying to keep the distance so that her long sword could not hurt her.
Li Ruoyun took another step forward, like a maggot attached to a bone, following Yuan Yin's body, stabbing with his long sword, with a hissing sound, it stabbed Yuan Yin's right shoulder, directly turning from defense to attack, attacking him will save him.
The two of them were going back and forth with their swords and sticks. Yuan Yin was so upset that she wanted to vomit blood. She changed several sets of stick techniques one after another, including the impermanence stick technique and the subduing magic stick technique among the seventy-two Shaolin skills.
Li Ruoyun only used one move, one stabbing technique, focusing on it to save him, as if all the staff techniques were seen through by him, and he could not predict the future.
An ordinary stab, ordinary and unremarkable. Later, there was no sound of hiss, it was silent and understated. It seemed that he was weak and weak, but he was restrained. Every move and every move seemed to be like using his own hands. Or shoulder it to the opponent's sword tip.
This is what Xiao Yuesheng is proud of. A few days ago, he had used all the Shaolin staff techniques with Li Ruoyun and the others, allowing them to break them all. Just like the broken staff postures of Dugu Nine Swords, they could see the moves of the staff techniques in advance.
Looking at herself like a madman, while the other person is as graceful as a sword, Yuanyin's heart becomes more and more anxious, her blood surges, she has never experienced such a feeling in her life, she wants to vomit blood, her old habit returns, her sudden gasping sound is like the beating of a broken bellows, Quite scary.
Even though Fan Cunyi's martial arts skills were low, he could see that his master's chess skills were not very good, and he was tied up and could not perform at all, and he could only be slaughtered.
Fan Xisheng has better eyesight and has already seen that the martial arts between the master and the opponent are really very different. If Ruoyun had not shown mercy, the master would have been defeated long ago.
"Drink!" Yuanyin roared suddenly, ignoring the tip of Li Ruoyun's sword that stabbed her right shoulder. She used the Zen staff harder and harder, and with a cry, it was like a pear sweeping an acupuncture point, sweeping towards Li Ruoyun's slender waist, as if she wanted to squeeze this full body. A handful of slim waist discounts.
Fan Cunyi was startled, and his thoughts of pity and pity welled up. He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could rush forward and block the stick for her. He only regretted that his martial arts was low, but it was too late.
Li Ruoyun was unhurried, his lotus steps suddenly changed, and he moved three feet sideways in an instant. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword suddenly changed direction, like a snake, and pointed lightly towards the whirring Zen staff.
The sound of "Pfft!" was extremely strange, not like the sound of gold and iron at all.
The thundering Zen staff met the light sword tip, and was suddenly bounced away, as if it had hit the hard bluestone, which was extremely strange.
Li Ruoyun retreated with a blush, then disappeared, returned the sword to its sheath, cupped his hand and said: "Master is good at using the staff, I accept it!"
Yuanyin only felt that his body was numb and he could not move even half a minute. The force from the Zen staff exploded one after another, but he was unable to resist it. He was really surprised by this strange mental method.
"Bang!" The Zen staff finally fell from his hand and fell to the wooden floor.
Yuanyin was still unable to move, as if the acupuncture points all over his body had been tapped. Only then did he realize that the other party had not been in contact with him. It was not because he was afraid of his own strength, but because of his mysterious mind and that he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it!
At this time, he felt so ashamed and ashamed that he wished he could just jump into the bone-chilling lake and never have to see anyone again.
With a flash of green shadow, Xiao Yuesheng suddenly appeared in front of him. The Zen staff that had fallen to the ground appeared in his hand at some unknown moment.
Xiao Yuesheng looked back at his master Wen Yubing and shook his head helplessly. Just now Wen Yubing pinched him hard and glared at him, so he could only do as he was told.
Before Fan Xisheng and the others could react, Xiao Yuesheng handed the Zen staff to Yuanyin and said with a smile: "My second junior sister is too straight-tempered and doesn't know how to adapt. I hope Master won't blame her!"
Yuanyin felt a mighty internal force like a river surge from the Zen staff and rush directly into his body. The numbness in his body was suddenly washed away, and he regained the power of movement.
"I'm a poor monk who has stupid eyes and doesn't know the master, so I'm ashamed!" What did Yuanyin say at this time? Although he was sullen, the other party's smiling face showed no fault, and his old face turned red from holding back.
Fortunately, he was born in Shaolin, and his magnanimity is still there. He can still blush and salute Li Ruoyun with one hand: "Thank you to the female benefactor for your kindness!"
Li Ruoyun nodded lightly, remaining cold and expressionless.
Under Wen Yubing¡¯s fierce glare, Xiao Yuesheng had no choice but to give up any thoughts of causing trouble and let them go down the mountain safely. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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