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Volume Three: Swordsman Chapter 155: Teaching Techniques

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    Chapter 155 Teaching Techniques

    Watching Lauderno walking down the hall, Yue Buqun frowned, shook his head and sighed.

    "It seems that Master Yue and Xiao Yihan have a good relationship!" Taoist Master Tianmen looked unhappy and hummed in a deep voice.

    Yue Buqun smiled, nodded and said: "Mr. Xiao's life-saving grace, Yue has nothing to repay."

    Behind Taoist Priest Tianmen, Yu Panzi and Yu Yinzi both snorted coldly and said nothing.

    "In that case, let me say goodbye!" Taoist Master Tianmen stood up, cupped his fists and cupped his hands, turned around and left.

    Yue Buqun smiled and said: "The Taoist priest came in a hurry and left in a hurry. He didn't say what happened. If Yue is used, he will be obliged to do so."

    "Don't dare bother me!" Taoist Priest Tianmen snorted, and without stopping, he walked out of the Wang's Mansion with long strides and disappeared.

    Yue Buqun watched their disappearing figures and stood in front of the Wang Mansion, staring blankly into the distance. After a while, he remained deep in thought.

    Linghu Chong, dressed in a green shirt, came out of the gate and stepped forward: "Master, why are you standing here?"

    "Yeah." Yue Buqun came back to his senses, glanced at the eldest disciple, and hummed: "Why are you going out? Do you want to drink secretly?!"

    "Disciple doesn't dare." Linghu Chong said with a smile, turned around and looked around, and asked quietly: "If Taoist Master Tianmen comes here, won't anything good happen?"

    Yue Buqun nodded slowly, walked inside, and said in a low voice: "Listen to Taoist Master Tianmen, I'm afraid he wants to deal with Miss Jiang."

    "Gang Leader Jiang?!" Linghu Chong said hurriedly.

    Yue Buqun nodded: "They think Miss Jiang killed senior Yu Jizi!"

    Linghu Chong stroked the bridge of his straight nose, shook his head and said, "They are really capable of whimsical thinking. Why did Gang Leader Jiang kill Yu Jizi for no reason?!"

    Yue Buqun turned around and took a look. Seeing that there was no one around, he shook his head and said, "What they think is not unreasonable."

    Linghu Chong was greatly surprised: "Master, do you think it was Gang Leader Jiang who did this?!"

    Yue Buqun glanced at him and hummed: "You, think carefully with your brain!"

    Linghu Chong shook his head: "Disciple still feels that Gang Leader Jiang will not kill Yu Jizi. After all, he is an upright member of my sect."

    "Yujizi is a member of the Taishan sect and belongs to a well-known and decent sect. Miss Jiang will not take the initiative to provoke him, but what if he goes to kill Miss Jiang?!" Yue Buqun glared at him rudely and snorted: "Miss Jiang  With his temper, how could he be spared?!"

    Linghu Chong was speechless and speechless, thinking in his heart, if Yujizi tried to kill her, Gang Leader Yijiang would definitely not let Yujizi go!

    "Besides, Yu Jizi is a famous figure in the Taishan Sect. He has excellent swordsmanship. How can an ordinary master kill him?!" Yue Buqun shook his head and sighed.

    Linghu Chong nodded: "I heard that although Senior Yujizi is good at martial arts, he is not broad-minded. When they had a conflict, they must have become angry out of shame and took revenge afterwards."

    "That's about it." Yue Buqun nodded slightly and walked toward the back garden. He suddenly stopped, pondered for a moment, then turned to Linghu Chong and told Linghu Chong: "Go to the Xiao Mansion and tell Xiao about the arrival of Taoist Master Tianmen.  Sir, you know, let Gang Leader Jiang be careful."

    "Yes, Master!" Linghu Chong agreed, turned around and left.

    "The young master's Arhat Boxing has gained its essence, which is rare." Xiao Yuesheng stroked the mustache on his lips and praised with a smile.

    They were sitting in the Zen courtyard of White Horse Temple. A stone table and four stone piers were just enough for them to sit down.

    This place is quiet and pleasant. There is a flower garden in the southeast corner. Although it is not big, the fragrance of flowers is astonishing. It floats in the breeze and lingers in their mouths and noses.

    Monk Juekong looked solemn and solemn, and spoke calmly: "Mr. Xiao, thank you very much. Only for this set of boxing techniques, the young monk was taught by his master. The rest of the martial arts were learned by himself, which is far from good."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded without any rebuttal or politeness.

    "That set of eighteen dozen captures is also very exquisite!" Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly, his eyes moved, and all kinds of amorous feelings suddenly poured out.

    Monk Juekong's eyes turned away at the first touch, and he did not dare to look at her: "I have very little practice in capturing eighteen dozen young monks. I was forced to do it just now, so I reluctantly used it. I didn't expect that the more I used it, the more I became familiar with it."

    Jiang Nanyun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng. What the master said was true. This young monk's martial arts talent was astonishing.

    Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were kind and he said warmly: "Little master, your moves are exquisite, but your internal strength is a little bit behind. You need to work harder in the future."

    The embarrassment on Monk Juekong's face flashed away, and he gave a wry smile: "The young monk's inner skills and inner skills were taught by the master before his death. They are incomplete, so his progress is very slow"

    "How pitiful!" Jiang Nanyun said.? He sighed, rolled his eyes, and rolled his eyes fiercely at Xiao Yuesheng.

    She felt the same feeling that the martial arts and mental techniques were incomplete. She could only teach half of the inner skills and mental techniques, which made her hungry and miserable.

    Xiao Yuesheng pondered slightly and said nothing.

    Jiang Nanyun's eyes rolled, and he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled: "Master, how about you teach me a set of internal skills and mental arithmetic?"

    Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, glanced at Jiang Nanyun, smiled slightly, and turned to look at Monk Juekong.

    "No way!" Monk Juekong waved his hands hurriedly, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How virtuous and capable is this young monk? I don't dare to hope!"

    His heart was pounding fiercely. He had seen Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts with his own eyes. He was extremely tyrannical and far inferior to his master.

    It would be a rare opportunity to be taught by him.

    "Well, it's okay, we are destined to meet each other." Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly and said with a smile: "I'm just afraid that the young master will dislike me."

    "Young monk don't dare!" Monk Juekong said hurriedly.

    "Okay, then it's settled, Master, you can't cheat!" Jiang Nanyun clapped his hands and said with a sweet smile.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and snorted coldly: "When have you ever acted like a master?!"

    Murong Yuwan and Monk Juekong saw their master and disciple having fun and did not dare to interrupt. They just thought that the master and disciple were quite strange. They were neither older nor younger. They were not like master and disciple, but more like friends.

    Strange people must have strange deeds, and when they think of this, they feel relieved.

    Xiao Yuesheng lowered his face, thought about it carefully, and said, "Well, the young master is about to join Shaolin. If I teach you inner strength and mental methods, I'm afraid I will get into trouble, so why don't I just practice a meditation method."

    "Thank you, Mr. Xiao!" Monk Juekong was disappointed, but he breathed a sigh of relief. He was really uneasy as he accepted the secret method rashly.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Jiang Nanyun and said, "Just avoid it!"

    Jiangnan Yun Yingying stood up, snorted, rolled her eyes at him, pulled Murong Yuwan up, and left Nana Nana.

    "This mind method is called Qingxin Jue. It has the effect of clearing the mind and opening up the mind. The young master is a monk, so it is better to practice it." Xiao Yuesheng said slowly.

    Monk Juekong listened carefully, fearing that he would miss a word.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly raised his hand and pressed it on Monk Juekong's Baihui acupoint. He did not allow him to dodge and said in a deep voice, "This technique will not be transmitted to the six ears."

    Monk Juekong felt a stream of heat pouring into his head from Baihui, like flaming liquid. It was so hot that he suddenly had a splitting headache.

    The pain was so painful that he couldn't help but scream, but he couldn't make any sound, he could only make a "ho-ho" sound.

    Xiao Yuesheng took his hand off and slapped it on his vest. A warm breath penetrated his body and quickly traveled throughout his body, relieving the unbearable pain.

    Seeing how painful he was, Xiao Yuesheng stood up and walked away, allowing him to recover slowly.

    The pain came and went quickly. After a while, Monk Juekong no longer felt pain, as if it was just a dream.

    But a secret formula actually emerged in my mind, and every word seemed to be extremely familiar, and I knew it by heart.

    After practicing according to the formula, when he woke up, the sun was already in the west and half a day had passed. He just felt refreshed and full of energy.

    Knowing that this technique was extraordinary, he felt grateful and wanted to go and say thank you. He walked into the house and took a look, but the building was empty. There was only a piece of plain paper left with a silver hook and an iron stroke, saying that they were leaving first and had no time.  You can go to Xiao Mansion as a guest.

    "Master, you are so generous!" As soon as he returned to Xiao Mansion, Jiang Nanyun hummed, with a look of dissatisfaction on his beautiful face.

    "Are you feeling distressed?" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and stroked the mustache on his lips.

    Jiang Nanyun gave him a fierce look: "That's the Qingxin Jue!"

    "Okay, Nanyun, don't be so stingy!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled and waved his hand, not being familiar with her, and came to the back garden.

    Murong Yuwan has been settled and rested at the Qingping Gang's headquarters. Only the master and the apprentice returned to the Xiao Mansion.

    The two of them walked along the corridor on the lake to a waterside pavilion and sat on the embroidered pier.

    Jiang Nanyun stepped forward and opened the window, and a cool breath rushed in, blowing the gauze curtain inside the pavilion.

    ¡°The Qingxin Jue is so mysterious, it¡¯s a pity that Master gave it to an outsider.¡± Jiang Nanyun was still worried about it.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled secretly. After all, she is a woman and her mind is not broad enough. He shook his head and said: "Although the Qingxin Jue is powerful, it is not a top-notch knowledge."

    "What?!" Jiangnan Yunming's eyes suddenly opened wide.

    "If you canAfter cultivating the Heart Technique to perfection, there is also an advanced mental method called Tianxin Jue, which is more powerful.  "Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly.

    "Really?!" Jiang Nanyun was immediately overjoyed. She had never heard her master talk about it before. She thought that the Qingxin Jue was mysterious and unpredictable, and it was already a peerless knowledge. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be just an advanced mental method.

    "You are so stingy as a woman!" Xiao Yuesheng glared at her and scolded her rudely.

    Jiang Nanyun smiled brightly, not angry, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I am a little woman, petty, right?!"

    Xiao Yuesheng glared at her angrily, ignored it, picked up a book of piano music, slowly opened it, and wanted to play a piece of music.

    "Master, Miss Ren hasn't been here for a while." Jiang Nanyun had nothing to say.

    "Yeah." Xiao Yuesheng raised his head, thought for a while, and nodded casually.

    "This girl Ren's piano skills, tsk tsk, really make this little girl admire her!" Jiang Nanyun exclaimed in admiration and lightly plucked the strings with his fingers.

    The sound of cong cong sounded, and suddenly there was the sound of imperceptible footsteps, but it was a little lotus curling up, like a lotus on the water, silently.

    "Xiao He has studied hard and practiced hard, and her internal skills have become quite deep. If it weren't for Xiao Yuesheng, others would not be able to hear her footsteps.

    "If you envy other people's piano skills, study hard and you won't be too bad." Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand and took the Yao Qin from the air.

    Jiang Nanyun was not surprised when he saw his Yao Qin flying up. He looked at Xiao He from the window and asked in a sweet voice: "Sister Xiao He, is there something wrong?"

    "Miss, Miss Ren is here." Xiao He, wearing a lake green Luo shirt, looked fresh and cute, answered in a cute voice.

    "Cao Cao will be here as soon as you say Cao Cao," Jiang Nanyun was startled and couldn't help but smile. He turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng and turned around: "Then just invite her in."

    Ren Yingying was wearing a lavender Luo shirt, and her face was covered with a thin black gauze, covering her face so that no one could see clearly.

    "Coming along the corridor, although the robe is wide, it can't hide the gracefulness and gracefulness of the figure. The steps are light, as if walking on clouds.

    Xiao Yuesheng stood up, walked out of the waterside pavilion, and met each other on the corridor. He clasped his fists from a distance and said with a smile: "Miss Ren, you are here to make me shine!"

    "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry for bothering you!" Ren Yingying's soft and mellow voice sounded, with a bit of indifference, which made people difficult to get close to, and the bright eyes on the black gauze were calm and calm.

    Jiang Nanyun followed Xiao Yuesheng and also greeted him.

    Ren Yingying was followed by an elderly man with sparse hair. He was the Green Bamboo Man. His expression was pale and clear, and he did not look like a dragon.
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