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- Chapter 37 Secret Method
Ma Chunhua took a look at the big lama and saw that his complexion was ugly and livid, his expression was twisted and his eyes were wide open with anger. She turned her head around in a hurry, which was really scary.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and shook his head: "Just deal with these people."
"Master" Ma Chunhua was startled, her face changed, and she hurriedly shouted.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at her sideways, suddenly smiled, and said warmly: "Why, can't you trouble Miss Ma?"
"Master¡ª¡ªFather¡ª¡ª!" Ma Chunhua was irritated and panicked.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s face sank and he hummed: ¡°To do it or not to do it?¡±
"Yes, obey!" Ma Chunhua pouted and said loudly.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and ignored her. Although this disciple had a good temper, he lacked training and he really didn't feel at ease.
"Taoist Master" Xu Zheng quipped.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him: "Don't worry about her, let her do it by herself! Come here, I'll give you something!"
"Yes." Xu Zheng nodded, showed a helpless expression to Ma Chunhua, and followed Xiao Yuesheng into the Taoist temple.
Xiao Yuesheng walked around three times and came to a small courtyard behind the Taoist temple. The environment was quiet and quiet, where his study was located.
The study room was elegantly decorated, with light gauze curtains, giving it a soft and warm feel. Xu Zheng took a look and knew that it was his junior sister who had decorated it.
On the table in front of the window, there are two snow porcelain vases, one on the left and one on the right, placed symmetrically. A bunch of wild flowers bloom in each vase, exuding a faint fragrance, refreshing the heart and mind.
When Xiao Yuesheng came to the Xuan case, he flicked his sleeves, the window was pushed open, fresh air rushed in, and the light gauze curtains in the room fluttered.
He sat down. The chair was made of pear wood. It was simple and elegant. The style seemed not to be popular at that time, but had a retro style.
Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his hand to the inkstone in the upper right corner.
Xu Zheng knew the look very well, so he hurriedly stepped forward, took his place, poured some water from the tea cup, and ground it with both hands. His movements were gentle but quick. In the blink of an eye, it was done.
Xiao Yuesheng picked up a piece of plain paper, unfolded it in front of him, picked up the brush, filled it with ink, and wrote like a dragon in one stroke. In the blink of an eye, the paper was full.
Xu Zheng secretly admired that although he was only roughly literate and did not know calligraphy, when he looked at it, he felt like looking at the stars or the sea, and his heart was filled with awe-inspiring aura.
"You might as well practice this spell." Xiao Yuesheng breathed out softly, and the paper began to move, as if being blown by a strong wind. As soon as he let go, the paper fluttered out and landed on Xu Zheng's hand. .
Xu Zheng took it and stared at him with confusion on his face.
Xiao Yuesheng turned his chair and faced him, looking at him with a serious expression: "This is the secret method of Walun Temple and cannot be shown to outsiders."
"Taoist Master, this" Xu Zheng said in a daze, still not recovering.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "I'm just borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha, just as a favor Needless to say, all the instructions are recorded on this piece of paper. When you go back, print it in your mind, and then burn it. Don't be fooled." If outsiders see it, will they remember it?"
"Yes! Thank you so much" Xu Zheng nodded heavily.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, interrupted his words, and shook his head: "There is no need to say these wordsalthough you are not my direct disciple, you still have some affection. This magic formula will only increase your ability to save your life. It's okay to win by surprise. But don¡¯t rely too much on it.¡±
Xu Zheng was excited, tried hard to suppress it, and nodded heavily: "Yes, my disciple will remember it!"
"Okay, let's go." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.
Xu Zheng carefully folded the plain paper, put it in his arms, cupped his fists and saluted: "Disciple, please leave!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and waved his hand.
Xu Zheng quietly stepped back, slowly walked out of the house, gently closed the door, and left quietly.
When he came out of Xiao Yuesheng's small courtyard, he couldn't wait to understand the secret method on the plain paper. It was like he had obtained a priceless treasure. He was looking forward to it and excited, and couldn't resist its temptation.
He was about to step into his courtyard when he suddenly paused, turned around and walked back, stopping at the entrance of the Taoist temple, where he saw Ma Chunhua pouting and walking up the steps sadly.
"Junior sister?" He asked hurriedly, full of concern and worry.
Ma Chunhua raised her head and looked up at him. The sunlight was shining on her face, which was warm and white, like a piece of mutton-fat white jade. The brilliance was faintly flowing under her skin. The more she looked at it, the more moving she became.
He shook his head and sighed: "The Taoist Master is so cruel. Junior sister, your injury is not healed yet, so I let you do this!"
"He thinks I haven't beaten that lama!" Ma Chunhua said bitterly, pouting her sexy red lips hard, clenching her teeth, and stamping her feet with annoyance on her face.
"Art is not as good as others, no wonder junior sister you." Xu ZhengHe said hurriedly, shook his head, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes: "The internal strength of these four lamas is really too deep!"
He remembered that just now, when the monk roared, he was almost knocked unconscious. Such deep internal power was truly astonishing.
He thought to himself that with such deep inner strength, he might be able to defeat any invincible opponent in the world, even the Golden Faced Buddha Miao Renfeng would be far behind.
Seeing Ma Chunhua walking up the steps and about to enter the temple, he hurriedly asked: "Junior sister, is the great lama at the beginning also dead?"
¡°Well, they¡¯re all dead, not a single one is alive!¡± Ma Chunhua nodded, with a trace of unbearable expression on her calm face.
Although the four lamas hurt her, they did not kill anyone. She felt that the master's attack was a little too severe, and they might not be bad people.
Xu Zheng sighed, his face was gloomy, and he nodded.
" He was in awe of Xiao Yuesheng's thunderbolt methods. He took human lives as if nothing had happened to him, just like twisting an ant, and seemed to take human life very lightly.
He thought to himself that although he was known as the Heartbreaker and acted ruthlessly, he was nothing compared to the Taoist Priest.
"Brother, I'm going in." Ma Chunhua greeted him and slowly entered the temple.
Looking at her unhappy figure, Xu Zheng felt a sore nose and was on the verge of tears. He wanted to step forward and use all his means to comfort her and make her happy.
But as soon as he moved, he stopped again. Now that he has a family, how could he have the right to tell his junior sister this? !
With a long sigh, he walked in the other direction with a mouth full of bitterness. For a moment, the excitement of getting the secret method faded a bit.
Ma Chunhua came outside Xiao Yuesheng's study, hesitated for a few steps, and refused to go in.
"Come in!" Xiao Yuesheng's gentle and jade-like voice came, coming slowly and condensingly, directly reaching her heart.
Ma Chunhua lowered her head, pushed the door open, and walked to Xiao Yuesheng.
Xiao Yuesheng put down the book, turned around, looked at her, and asked lightly: "They are all buried?"
"Yeah." Ma Chunhua bit her lower lip and responded in a low voice.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, but then suppressed it, pointing to the embroidered pier beside him: "Sit down and talk!"
Although Ma Chunhua was depressed, she did not dare not listen to her master's words. She lowered her head and sat on the moon-white embroidered pier without saying a word.
"Do you know that with what you have learned, you can defeat these four people today?!" Xiao Yuesheng stared at her and said in a deep voice.
Although Ma Chunhua lowered her head, she could still feel the intense gaze falling on her body.
She raised her head and whispered: "Master, their inner strength is deeper than mine."
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "Internal strength is only one factor in the level of martial arts. If not, there is no need for people in the martial arts to fight. Whoever has the deepest internal strength will be the boss!"
Ma Chunhua nodded and felt it made sense.
Xiao Yuesheng said angrily: "If you don't fight with others, use Lingbo Weibu, and then use Tianshan's plum-breaking hand, how can he fight back?!"
Ma Chunhua lowered her head and smiled coquettishly. She had deep inner strength. With one palm strike, she directly defeated her opponent. It was the most enjoyable thing and she was too lazy to use any tricks.
Xiao Yuesheng snorted: "Next time, I will expel you from the school!"
"Ah¡ª¡ª?!" Ma Chunhua was startled, raised her head, looked at him carefully, and said slowly and softly: "Yes, Master, I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Xiao Yuesheng had a cold face and hummed: "When a lion fights a tiger, you must use all your strength, remember!"
"Yes!" Ma Chunhua responded obediently, looked at him cautiously, quickly took it back, and lowered her head to look at the ground, as if there were treasures on the ground.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed, stopped talking, picked up the book, and read slowly, ignoring her lowered head.
This time, he wanted to teach his disciples a lesson. Fortunately, he happened to be out of seclusion. Otherwise, if he had been a step too late, his life would have been in danger. Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.
???????????? He had not reached the level of the Art of Returning the Void before, and had not manifested his magical powers, so he could not give her an amulet. He thought that he could escape with the help of Lingbo Microsteps, but he did not want her to abandon her body skills and fight with others, just looking for death.
When he thought about the terrible consequences, he became angrier.
After a while, when Ma Chunhua saw that he was silent, she slowly raised her head and asked cautiously: "Master, who are they?"
"The lama of Walun Temple." Xiao Yuesheng said calmly.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s bright eyes turned again and again, and she hummed sweetly: ¡°Did this guy Fukangan send you here?!¡±
Xiao Yuesheng glanced sideways at her and smiled lightly: "You still have some brains! Even if you miss, you're not far off."
Ma Chunhua came close to him, hugged his arm, and shook him coquettishly: "Master, I am a disciple."La, please stop being angry, okay? "
Xiao Yuesheng glared at her and moved his arms, but did not shake them away, leaving her to act coquettishly.
After a while, Ma Chunhua talked softly, begged for mercy, and acted coquettishly. Xiao Yuesheng's face softened slightly and he said, "Go get ready. Let's set off tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Ma Chunhua became energetic and asked hurriedly.
"Walun Temple!" Xiao Yuesheng sneered. - 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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