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- Chapter 164 Appearance
Before the sound of the Buddha's chant had dissipated, there was a commotion outside the crowd. Dozens of monks in yellow clothes held sticks in their right hands, lined up in two rows, and filed in.
They all have polished heads and eye-catching ring scars, shining in the sun.
There was one person in front of him. He was thin and short in stature. His appearance was very ordinary. His expression was kind and his age was indistinguishable.
He was wearing a cassock, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand, turning slowly, walking calmly, and there was no sharpness in his body.
¡°Ah, it¡¯s Master Fang Zheng from Shaolin!¡± People exclaimed in surprise.
Master Fang Zheng has gone deep into the world. Although he is the head of the largest martial arts sect, few people have seen his appearance. He rarely leaves Shaolin and walks in the world.
This time, they were overjoyed to see Master Fang Zheng here.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out of their minds, the leader of the No. 1 sect in the world, who was at the height of his power, was so unremarkable in appearance. If one did not know his identity, it would be difficult to recognize him.
"Amitabha" Master Fang Zheng proclaimed the Buddha's name again and came outside the Hengshan Sword Formation, with the monks standing behind him.
He raised his eyes and looked around. His eyes were filled with a warm luster, like two clear springs, slowly passing over everyone's faces. He put his hands together and saluted: "Dear donors, I have proven to be polite."
Everybody returned the courtesy one after another, not daring to make excuses. Although they were all conceited and said I was the best in the world, they couldn't help but feel ashamed in front of the real No. 1 in the world.
Master Fang Zheng possesses the magical power of Yi Jin Jing, and his internal strength has reached the state of transformation. In today's world, apart from Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, no one else can think of him.
Everyone was frightened by Master Fang Zheng and stopped one after another. The Hengshan Sword Formation also stopped operating. They stopped walking and still stood with their swords in hand. They concentrated on adjusting their breaths and did not dare to be careless in case someone took the opportunity to sneak attack and break the Hengshan Sword Formation.
"Master Fang Zheng!" Yihe Shitai in the sword formation held his sword horizontally with one hand and clasped his other hand together, and bowed slowly: "Master, please help me!"
She knew that the Hengshan Sword Formation had reached its final stage and would soon collapse if it continued to be attacked. At that time, not even one of the junior sisters would be spared, so she asked for help without any scruples.
"Amitabha, Master, you have worked so hard." Master Fang Zheng returned the greeting with a kind expression, and waved his hand gently. The monks behind him immediately took action, walking separately, stepping on the direction of their feet, and surrounded the Hengshan Sect. Their movements were neat and powerful.
Outside the Hengshan Sword Formation were the Shaolin monks. They were no longer directly facing the martial arts heroes. The monks were startled and held the swords in their hands tighter.
Although they respect Shaolin, they walk in the spirit of martial arts, must be on guard against others, and will not let down their guard easily.
"Shaolin's Eighteen Arhat Formation!" There was a knowledgeable person in the crowd who saw the origin of these bald monks in yellow clothes.
The martial arts heroes suddenly started talking.
¡°Master Fang Zheng, what do you mean?!¡± A man stood up and asked loudly.
This man is very young, about twenty-five or six, with handsome appearance, eyes like bright stars, nose like hanging gallbladder, and sword-shaped eyebrows slanting into his temples. He is really a rare handsome man.
He has a heroic appearance and an air of arrogance between his eyes and brows, as if he doesn't care about anything and there is nothing in the world that can't stop him.
"Who is this donor?" Master Fang Zheng asked kindly.
"I'm in Lin'an Linzifang!" the young man raised his eyebrows and said proudly.
"It turns out to be Donor Lin," Master Fang Zheng nodded, joined in the tithe, and said slowly: "I came here to calm down the war, and to advise everyone not to kill each other for a book of swordsmanship to ward off evil."
"Master, I appreciate your kindness!" Lin Zifang smiled, shook his head, and looked disapproving.
Master Fang Zheng turned his head, looked at everyone, joined in the tithe, and said: "Dear donors, there is no shortcut in martial arts practice. Although the evil sword skills are brilliant, they are not invincible. All the donors lost their lives because of this. I thought, It¡¯s really not worth it.¡±
"Master, you have the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin and the Yi Jin Jing, how can you look at a small book of swordsmanship to ward off evil?!" Lin Zifang curled his lips and sneered.
Although these words were not polite, everyone felt the same way and nodded.
Master Fang Zheng was not angry either. Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, but the Shaolin monks behind him glared angrily. Although they were angry, they were still human beings after all.
"Giggle, this little brother is so brave!" A clear and delicate laughter suddenly sounded, and the tense atmosphere in the venue suddenly subsided.
Everyone felt that the woman was laughing right next to their ears, as if they could smell the faint and moving fragrance, and her voice was soft and delicate. They couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in their hearts, and their hearts were filled with ripples, making it difficult to control themselves.
The charming laughter suddenly fell, and everyone sawA green light flashed, and a graceful figure suddenly appeared next to Master Fang Zheng. Her face was as beautiful as jade, her appearance was like snow, and her radiant face immediately attracted everyone's attention, making it difficult to look away.
She turned around and bowed, and said softly: "The little girl Jiang Nanyun, a disciple of Guanyun Island, has met Master Fang Zheng!"
Master Fang Zheng gave a weak support with both hands: "Miss Jiang, there is no need to be polite."
He has a very deep skill in cultivating qi. Even though Jiang Nanyun appeared suddenly and his body skills were astonishing, he still looked calm and composed.
As he raised his hands, an invisible energy wall was released. It was invisible and breathless, but soft and tough, trying to stop Jiang Nanyun from saluting.
Immediately, he was startled for a moment, and then he praised: "Miss Jiang has such deep inner strength!"
"Master, you're welcome." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled.
After she saluted, she stood up and looked up, her bright eyes looking forward, her eyes moving, looking at the appearance. In just a blink of an eye, everyone's hearts and minds were frightened.
Having seen it once, Jiang Nanyun turned around and said to Master Fang Zheng: "The little girl came here, but she was ordered by her master to rescue the disciples of the Hengshan Sect and the Huashan Sect."
"Who is your master?" Master Fang Zheng asked.
Jiang Nanyun's smile suddenly faded, his expression was solemn, like a Guanyin master, and he said slowly: "My master, Xiao Xiao, is cold."
"It turns out to be Donor Xiao, no wonder!" Master Fang Zheng suddenly understood and nodded slightly.
Jiang Nanyun glanced at the monks, then returned to Master Fang Zheng's face, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Master Fang Zheng, this little girl wanted to go on a killing spree and cut a bloody path to rescue them, but in front of all the eminent monks, , but I can¡¯t let go.¡±
Her tone was delicate and her voice was soft, but Master Fang Zheng couldn't help but shudder. She talked about killing in such a light manner, obviously treating human life like an ant.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? are extremely profound and profound, and even if it's not as good as her, it's still about the same. If someone like this wants to do harm, it's probably not the blessing of the martial arts.
Master Fang Zheng turned the sandalwood Buddha beads in his hand, moved them slowly, pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Since Miss Jiang is so righteous, I can't just sit back and watch, so I just try my best."
"Master, do you want to?" Jiang Nanyun was delighted and asked with a soft smile.
"I will escort him for a while." Master Fang Zheng said slowly.
"Thank you, Master Gaoyi!" Jiang Nanyun bowed his head again. This time, Master Fang Zheng did not stop him and accepted the gift.
Jiang Nanyun's body swayed, disappeared from the original place, and came to Master Yiqing's side. He glanced at Lehou who was lying on the ground, smiled at Master Yiqing and said, "Senior Sister Yiqing, let's go out."
"Miss Jiang, how do we get out?" Master Yiqing smiled bitterly.
Yilin turned to the other side and looked outside, pretending not to see Jiang Nanyun coming. She was called uncle by Jiang Nanyun and felt embarrassed and shy every time they had sex.
"I will fight a bloody path in front. Everyone sets down the sword array and rush out." Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, turned his head and glanced at Yilin, walked over, and bowed Yingying: "Master Yilin How are you, uncle?"
Yilin¡¯s face suddenly turned red, as if she was drunk. She turned to one side and waved her hand: ¡°Sister Nanyun, you can¡¯t do this!¡±
Jiang Nanyun pursed her lips and smiled, stood up Yingying, and said: "Master is thinking of you, so he sent his disciples to help you."
"Brother, heisn't here?" Yilin blushed and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head, smiled softly, with longing eyes, glanced at the people around him, and said softly: "These people don't need Master to take action on his own!"
"They are very powerful in martial arts, and they are powerful in numbers, so you have to be careful." Yilin said hurriedly.
"Uncle, don't worry, disciple, don't worry." Jiang Nanyun nodded and smiled.
¡°Miss Jiang, I¡¯m in front, Miss Jiang, how about you take care of me from behind?¡± Master Fang Zheng said to Jiang Nanyun.
Jiang Nanyun thought for a while, shook his head and said: "How can a little girl trouble Master you to work so hard?!"
"As soon as she turned her bright eyes and thoughts, she understood Master Fang Zheng's intention, and couldn't help but secretly admire his compassionate heart.
"Miss Jiang, there is no need to be so polite." Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said slowly: "I will definitely save a lot of energy by setting up the Arhat Formation."
Jiang Nanyun thought for a moment, his bright eyes flickering over the stick monks, his expressions constantly changing, making Master Yiqing and Yilin secretly anxious.
"Master Fang Zheng is so compassionate, and the little girl admires it!" Jiangnan Yun smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming, nodded, and said: "In that case, I will help all the eminent monks!"
"Amitabha" Master Fang Zheng proclaimed the Buddha's name loudly and let out a sigh of relief. - 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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