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Everyone in Hengshan Sect breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Nanyun appeared, and they felt inexplicable confidence.
The Eighteen Arhats moved slowly towards Yi and Shitai, advancing slowly.
They all have shiny heads, solemn expressions, shining eyes, steady steps, and concise temperaments.
They have long sticks in their hands that look like copper or gold. They make the hairs on your chest stand up when you look at them. If you hit them with a stick, it can break your waist and legs.
The members of the Hengshan Sect were protected by the Eighteen Arhat Formation. They moved slowly and stared nervously at the heroes outside, fearing that they would take action.
The heroes stepped back, their steps slow, and they stared at the Eighteen Arhats, all of them looking struggling.
Before the Eighteen Arhats, Master Fang Zheng walked slowly, wearing a cassock and holding a Buddhist bead. His steps were slow and leisurely, and his face was kind.
Jiang Nanyun stayed with Master Yiqing and Linghu Chong.
Linghu Chong walked side by side with Jiang Nanyun. Looking at the heroes who were slowly retreating, although they were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to take action. He sighed with emotion: "Miss Jiang, as expected, the name of a person is like the shadow of a tree The Shaolin sect is the leader in martial arts. It¡¯s truly extraordinary!¡±
Jiang Nanyun nodded, his bright eyes showing envy, his head slightly lowered, his eyebrows furrowed, thoughtfully.
She was thinking, what the master said was true, reputation is indeed a sharp weapon, it can win without fighting, and its power is infinite. Although her martial arts is superb, her reputation is too far behind to scare people.
Slowly retreating, Yu Yi and the others gradually approached. Everyone was holding the sword and the right hand holding the sword harder and harder. The veins were slightly exposed, rising and falling, like green earthworms swimming.
"Cough!" Jiang Nanyun looked up for a while, then suddenly coughed, the sound was clear and clear, like the chirping of a crane. When everyone heard it, their minds could not help but clear up, and their heart strings suddenly relaxed.
Their hands holding the sword relaxed, they took a long breath, their bodies seemed to soften, and immediately they could no longer tense up.
"The Qingxin Jue is extremely mysterious. Jiangnan Yun has cultivated to an extremely high level, with extremely sharp facial features and intuitive wisdom. He sensed that something was not good, so he used the Qingxin Jue to control the internal power and coughed to calm their minds.
Master Fang Zheng was startled for a moment, stopped and turned around, glanced back at Jiang Nanyun, and pronounced the Buddha's name in a long voice: "A-Mi-Tuo-Buddha-!"
This chant of the Buddha implies the lion's roar, the Buddhist magical skill of subduing demons, and it penetrates into everyone's ears, shaking their hearts and bringing pressure, making their momentum drop, and they lose half a point.
Master Fang Zheng moved again and came to Yi and Shitai without any setbacks. The two factions of Hengshan gathered together.
"Senior sister." Master Yiqing stepped forward, glanced at Ding Mian who was being supported by Shi Daizi, and asked Yi and Master in a low voice: "Is it okay, Master Ding?"
"He was seriously injured and was rescued by Yilin, but he needs a magical medicine to survive." Master Yihe shook his head and sighed.
Master Yiqing stepped forward to take a look, shook her head and sighed.
Except for Lehou and Ding Mian, the other disciples of the Songshan sect were all dead. The disciples of the Huashan sect and the Hengshan sect felt heavy in their hearts when they saw them, and they couldn't help but feel the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox dying.
Master Fang Zheng came in, checked the injuries of Lehou and Ding Mian, shook his head and sighed with compassion, took out the porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and put it into Ding Mian's mouth.
Ding Mian's injuries were too serious. Master Fang Zheng knew in his heart that he had to do everything he could to obey fate. Even though Shaolin's elixirs were extraordinary, he was afraid that he would not be able to save Ding Mian's life.
"Master, let the little girl open the way in front!" Jiang Nanyun said softly.
Master Fang Zheng stood up, the look of compassion on his face never faded, he sighed longly, and slowly shook his head: "Don't bother Miss Jiang."
"The little girl admires the master's mind!" Jiang Nanyun put his hands together in tithe, his jade face was solemn, and his temperament was holy.
Opening the way in front is really a hard job. If you kill someone, you will form a big enemy with the martial arts heroes. Master Fang Zheng has an extraordinary mind. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I have to bear my own responsibility.
At this time, there was another commotion from the crowd, 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 nothing left to do with the evil sword manual!"
The crowd was talking a lot, their expressions were changing, and they looked frustrated. They looked at Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi with eyes filled with dissatisfaction and unwillingness.
In their eyes, Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi are peerless masters. If such figures take action, nothing will happen to them.
"Who is that pretty boy at the end?" someone asked in surprise.
"Hey, it looks familiar" One of them slapped his forehead, thinking hard, and slapped his hand fiercely: "I remembered it!"
"Who is he? It's so rare to be so handsome! "
"He is the young escort chief of the Fuwei Escort Agency. He is now a disciple of the Huashan Sect. His name is Lin Pingzhi. He is a person who cannot be messed with!" The man said quickly.
"Why can't you mess with me?!" someone next to me asked strangely.
"Hey, you don't know about the relationship between Fuwei Escort Agency and Jinghong Yijian Xiao Yihan, right?!" The man asked in surprise with his eyes widened.
"Oh, I see!"
Lin Pingzhi followed his master Yue Buqun, walking calmly, but his face was slightly sweaty. Although he had good physical skills and ran very fast, his internal strength was far behind Yue Buqun. Following them, even It¡¯s strenuous.
"Master Fang Zheng!" Yue Buqun looked calm and calmly raised his fists. Master Dingyi clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, Master Yue, Master Dingyi." Master Fang Zheng's brows relaxed and his expression was joyful.
He waved his hand gently, and the two stick monks stepped forward to make way for one person to pass. They both had solemn expressions and dazzling eyes, glaring at everyone coldly, suppressing their eagerness to move.
Yue Buqun, Master Dingyi and Lin Pingzhi quickly passed through and entered the Eighteen Arhat Formation to greet everyone.
When the two of them looked at their respective disciples, they both had bad expressions. If they hadn't acted rashly and got into trouble, why would they have troubled them to take action personally? !
"Master Yi and Master Tai explained to Master Dingyi in a low voice: "Master, at that time, Junior Brother Linghu and others had already come in to save people. I cannot sit on the wall and watch."
"Well, you did a good job. You can't just watch the people of Wuyue Sword Sect lose their lives If you have such a little compassion, it's not in vain for you to practice." Master Dingyi nodded slightly, her expression slightly brightened.
"Thank you, Master." Master Yihe sighed and said quickly.
On the other side, Linghu Chong also said to Yue Buqun: "Master, the situation is urgent. The disciple thought at that time, we can't ignore death, otherwise, how will the reputation of our Huashan sect exist?!"
Yue Buqun glanced at him and nodded slowly: "It would be wrong to just sit back and watch."
Linghu Chong smiled brightly, Yue Buqun glared at him and hummed: "Thanks to Shaolin Temple for coming forward this time, otherwise, how will we Huashan deal with it?"
"Disciple knows his mistake." Linghu Chong lowered his head solemnly.
Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi followed in the Eighteen Arhat Formation. Under the protection of the Eighteen Arhat Formation, everyone moved forward slowly.
Only people from the Songshan sect, under the influence of the martial arts heroes, can still give it a try, but now there are the Shaolin sect, the Huashan sect, and the Hengshan sect, plus the original Songshan sect. Moreover, Jiangnan Yun, as the leader of the Qingping gang, still has They were not fascinated by Xiao Yihan's Jinghong Yi Sword. They just watched the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin move slowly, but they did not dare to take action.
They entered Luoyang City without any danger. The Shaolin people settled in a house in Luoyang City. The house was quite luxurious and was provided by a good man and woman.
Yue Buqun and Master Dingyi said goodbye to Master Fang Zheng and returned to the Wang Mansion and Xiao Mansion respectively. Jiang Nanyun was with Master Dingyi and the others.
"For such a big matter, it's really impressive that your master can sit firmly on Diaoyutai!" On the way back, Master Dingyi said in a rough voice to Jiang Nanyun beside him.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled: "Master is busy making wine and can't care about these things."
"He, hum!" Master Dingyi shook his head and sighed.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled sweetly: "Master said that with Master Yue and you coming forward, there will be no setbacks, and he can feel free to be lazy."
"He is not responsible for all these things?!" Master Dingyi snorted angrily.
Jiang Nanyun smiled and nodded. She also felt that Master was going too far, letting others work desperately while she stayed out of the matter and watched the excitement.
"Chief Jiang, is it true that the Songshan sect is capable of warding off evil swords?" Master Dingyi asked solemnly.
Jiangnan Yundai frowned, sighed, and nodded. She seemed worried, but she almost burst out laughing in her heart.
She secretly sighed that the master's move was indeed vicious. There was no need to do it herself. The Songshan sect had already killed two masters. Although the lives of Lehou and Ding Mian could be saved, they might not be of use in a short time.
Master Dingyi¡¯s face darkened, she was stunned and silent, thinking silently.
The disciples of the Hengshan Sect were about ten steps away from them. They walked quietly without saying a word, their monk boots stepping on the bluestone ground silently.
Until she returned to Xiao Mansion, Master Dingyi¡¯s face remained gloomy and she didn¡¯t say a word. When Jiang Nanyun said goodbye to her, she just nodded absently.
Xiao Mansion Back Garden
An exquisite little boat appeared on the lake.??Floating gently in the breeze.
Xiao Yuesheng was sitting on the bow of the 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 attentively.
On his right side, the green jade pot was shaking gently, and the contents in the pot seemed extremely thick.
On the left hand side, a small red clay stove is making a roar, and the spring water has not yet boiled.
He has a leisurely and contented expression, wearing a dark purple gown, and his thick eyebrows give him an air of calmness and authority.
Jiang Nanyun's figure was elegant, and he arrived leisurely, as if he was slowing down. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the small lake, and he straightened up, like a baby swallow falling into its nest, and landed lightly next to Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng moved the scroll, looked at Jiang Nanyun lazily, and said in a low voice: "Is it quiet outside?"
"Master has a clever plan, I'm afraid I didn't expect that Master Fang Zheng of the Shaolin School has also arrived!" Jiang Nanyun squatted down and sat next to him, and a faint fragrance filled his nostrils.
"Shaolin Abbot Master Fang Zheng?" Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Nanyun nodded and smiled sweetly: "As expected of Master Fang Zheng, his power is amazing, no one dares to take action!"
Xiao Yuesheng put down the book, nodded slowly, and stared at the water, thoughtfully.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Nanyun didn't make a sound or disturb him. He held the jade pot in both hands and filled his white jade cup. The wine was fragrant and mellow.
After a while, Jiang Nanyun said: "Master, is there anything wrong?"
Xiao Yuesheng woke up, raised his hand to take a sip of wine, and nodded slowly: "It seems that the evil sword manual is very powerful, and Shaolin is not worried about it."
"Master is saying that the Shaolin Temple also wants to obtain the sword manual to ward off evil spirits?" Jiang Nanyun asked, tilting his head and blinking twice.
The sunlight reflected from the lake water under the boat reflected in her eyes, which were clear and charming.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Shaolin will not take the sword manual to ward off evil spirits seriously, but it will not be allowed to be obtained by people with ulterior motives."
Jiang Nanyun suddenly realized and said slowly: "Songshan Sect?!"
Xiao Yuesheng looked at her, tilted his head slightly, suddenly smiled, and raised his eyebrows: "If what I expected is true, Master Fang Zheng will come find me."
Jiang Nanyun¡¯s eyes turned and he said with a flash of light: ¡°Master Fang Zheng wants to see the power of the evil-repelling sword manual, right?¡±
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, picked up the jade cup and took a sip.
"Sir, Shaolin Master Fang Zheng is here to visit." Xiao He, wearing a light green Luo shirt, floated over and gave a crisp report.
Jiang Nanyun smiled sweetly at Xiao Yuesheng: "Master really has a clever plan!"
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, stroked the mustache on his lips, and said with a smile: "Xiao He, I understand, go and give Master Fang Zheng a cup of good tea."
"Yes!" Little Lotus bowed and floated away, silently and spotlessly, as if floating in the air.
"Master, I want to see it too!" Jiang Nanyun pulled Xiao Yuesheng's arm, his voice was delicate and soft, and his whole body softened when he heard it.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at her, and when she was slightly worried, he nodded slowly: "Don't be rude."
"Master, you look down on your disciple!" Jiang Nanyun snorted dissatisfied: "Master Fang Zheng is a humble elder, how can a disciple be rude?!"
"It's good to know!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and slowly rose up, as if there was an invisible force holding him up.
Being in the void, he slowly straightened up, stretched out his legs, slowly moved forward, landed silently on the small pavilion, and then walked out along the corridor.
Xiao Mansion Hall
Xiao He walked up to Nana, carrying a tea cup, and came to Master Fang Zheng. She brought the tea cup to him and said playfully: "Master, I am changing my clothes behind. Please wait a moment This is a good thing that I have collected." Please taste the tea."
"Amitabha, thank you so much to the female donor." Master Fang Zheng titheed with a kind expression.
Xiao He stepped back gently, leaving only Master Fang Zheng alone in the hall, and silence returned.
As the abbot of Shaolin Temple, with a high and powerful position, Master Fang Zheng came alone, without a single disciple to protect the law.
He sat quietly, with the curtains closed and his eyes closed, as if he was in trance. He took a sip of tea from time to time, and then changed from stillness, not like a statue.
"Thank you, Master, Xiao Yihan is polite." Xiao Yuesheng came in, put his hands together in a tithe, and looked calm.
"Amitabha, Almsgiver Xiao, I came here rashly and abruptly." Master Fang Zheng stood up, slowly joined in, and said with a kind smile.
Jiang Nanyun also bowed, but smiled slightly and said nothing.
"Master, what are you talking about? It's an honor for the Buddha to come here." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and sat down opposite Master Fang Zheng.
Jiang Nanyun stood behind him, his eyes as bright as water, quietlyWith Master Fang Zheng.
Xiao He arrived lightly, brought the tea cup over, bowed silently, and floated away.
Master Fang Zheng glanced at Xiao He calmly and said with a smile: "Donor Xiao, I came here this time to ward off evil swords."
Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "My disciple has told me what happened. The master's mind is really shocking to us."
Master Fang Zheng shook his head and smiled.
Xiao Yuesheng's smile faded and his heavy brows furrowed slightly: "As for the sword manual to ward off evil, I have actually watched it a bit."
"Donor Xiao, have you practiced swordsmanship?" Master Fang Zheng asked with a smile, but his expression was quite determined.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled: "Master guessed wrong." - 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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