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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tian Long Chapter 619: Jing Wei

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    Chapter 619 Jingwei

    A dozen nuns opened their eyes wide and stared intently.

    After flashing dozens of times, but still unable to escape Xiao Yuesheng's palm, Master Shuiyue's figure suddenly stabilized, and the sword flashed, stabbing into Xiao Yuesheng's palm.

    The Qing Gong she performs is exquisite and powerful, and is based on consuming a huge amount of internal energy. If she does it a few more times, she is afraid that without Xiao Yuesheng taking action, her own internal energy will be exhausted and her hands will be tied.

    With a slight whistle of "chi", the tip of the sword reached the front of his hand. Xiao Yuesheng turned his palm into a claw and flicked it lightly. His five fingers touched the spine of the sword, like waving his hand to play the piano.

    Master Shuiyue¡¯s face was cold and her whole body was chilly.

    Her eyes flashed, her wrist shook, and the sword trembled violently, dispersing the five internal forces, then gently sent them out, stabbing Xiao Yuesheng's heart again.

    She draws the sword in a light and graceful manner, as if dancing, which is pleasing to the eye. When the sword is sent out, it seems that it can directly hit the target without any delay in time and space.

    The same is true for Xiao Yuesheng's martial arts. There seems to be no distance between the two. With one move, he is immediately in front of the opponent, and the opponent is immediately resolved.

    But it seems that the movements of both of them are graceful and graceful. Xiao Yuesheng's appearance is ordinary, but in the eyes of the nuns, he has a bit of elegance.

    The two of them moved extremely fast and looked slow, as if they were dancing to each other. If Master Shuiyue hadn't been wearing a monk's robe, they might have been seen as a couple's game.

    In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves were passed. Xiao Yuesheng remained on the defensive, allowing Master Shuiyue to attack. His sword skills were wonderful and unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against.

    After a hundred moves, the situation changed. Xiao Yuesheng turned from defensive to offensive. He struck out with a palm, just as the long sword came forward and hit the sword's spine, making a buzzing tremor.

    Master Shuiyue had a mysterious mind. He twisted his wrist and the sword trembled again, regaining his composure in an instant.

    She frowned her slender eyebrows, feeling that it was tricky. This palm was so sudden, as if she had calculated the direction where her sword was going to strike, and was waiting there, waiting for her sword to be handed over.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Apparently, he has seen through his own swordsmanship and understands it clearly.

    ?? He snorted softly, feeling unconvinced. The sword flashed, and the cold air spread. Everyone felt a surge of power, like an invisible tide, surging and irresistible.

    They were involuntarily pushed ten feet away, but they kept staring at the field. They saw Xiao Yuesheng holding the long sword between his palms and looking at Master Shuiyue with a smile.

    "Master's swordsmanship is so good!" Xiao Yuesheng praised.

    This was coming from the heart. The sword he just struck was so powerful that it seemed like it was about to break apart the world. It was the most powerful sword he had ever seen, and no one could compare to it.

    The Nirvana Sword Technique and the Guan Tide Sword Technique are both inferior by a few points. It is probably very difficult to meet an opponent in this world.

    Master Shuiyue's face was cold, and her internal energy was rising. She twitched fiercely, but the sword was still motionless. She bit her petal-like lower lip to activate her internal energy.

    When Xiao Yuesheng saw him, he smiled secretly. He didn't expect that this master's wife had such a bad temper and had such a strong temper.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the way is more dangerous than the moves, like the intersection of water and fire, only you die or I live, want to be safe and sound, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

    He gently let go of his hand, floated away, and said with a smile: "Master, you lose!"

    Master Shuiyue sheathed her sword and glanced at him lightly: "Come in!"

    After saying that, she turned around and left. A dozen nuns followed closely behind her and filed into the nunnery, ignoring Xiao Yuesheng and Zhong Ling.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Ling'er, let's go in."

    "Brother, we have to be careful, there might be some mechanism inside!" Zhong Ling curled his lips and glared at Zoni's back.

    She was quite upset. She was defeated again. She was humiliated in front of her elder brother. She would be teased by him for a while and couldn't hold her head up.

    Entering the nunnery, the faint scent of sandalwood penetrates into the nose and refreshes the spirit.

    Standing on the steps and looking around, this place is very spacious, with flowers to the east, bamboo groves to the west, and an open space in the center. There is a Buddhist temple to the north. The curtains block the inside, but they can't block the bursts of sandalwood.

    The sound of the wooden fish is neither fast nor slow, the rhythm is slow, but the sound carries inexplicable power, constantly dispelling the gloom in the heart, and the mind gradually becomes clear.

    Xiao Yuesheng was very interested. The person who knocked on the wooden fish had advanced cultivation and his sound was close to Taoism.

    In such a state, a wooden fish is better than thousands of troops. The way of music and rhythm can kill people invisible, and it is the most powerful. However, mastering this power requires superhuman understanding and deep internal strength.

    The deep inner strength in his eyes is naturally not what ordinary people say.

    At this time, a person came out of the Buddhist hall, but it was Master Shuiyue.

    She stood in front of the hall, across the courtyard, and said to the two people standing at the door: "Master, please invite me!"

    ??Xiao Yuesheng was surprised and didn¡¯t expect??She also has a master.

    "Let's go." He said with a smile, feeling inexplicably excited in his heart. Shui Yue is already so powerful, isn't her master even stronger, so she naturally wants to meet him.

    Now, what he really wants to see is someone better than himself, but he hasn't found one these days, and he feels quite disappointed.

    The two of them came to the front of the Buddhist temple. Shuiyue gently opened the curtain and signaled for them to come in.

    The curtain was opened, and a faint scent of sandalwood floated in. Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows. The fragrance was only slightly stronger than outside, which showed how strange the fragrance was.

    It floated out of the Buddhist temple, but it was condensed in the courtyard. Even if the wind blew, it still failed to disperse. I don¡¯t know what kind of fragrance it is, but I must know something about it.

    He walked slowly into the Buddhist temple. The light was brighter, but even brighter than outside. His pupils shrank, and he immediately adapted and began to look at it.

    The first Buddha statue is Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, a water purification bottle, and a drop of nectar hanging on a poplar branch. It seems to be falling but not falling, lifelike, and the solemn majesty of Buddhism is coming towards you.

    There are several golden futons under the Buddha statue, and a monk sits on the front one. Her petite figure is wrapped in a gray monk's robe. She knocks the wooden fish with her back to the crowd, and the wooden fish makes a sound, lingering in the hall.

    "I've met Master Tai." Xiao Yuesheng tithes.

    "Master, Xiao Guanlan is here." Master Shuiyue said respectfully with a tithe.

    The futon suddenly swirled, and when the monk faced the three people, he turned out to be a beautiful girl. She was as beautiful and refined as a pearl, without a trace of fireworks.

    "Almsgiver Xiao, please sit down." The voice was round and soft, and the wooden fish hammer pointed at the futons in front of him.

    Xiao Yuesheng was not polite, he took up his clothes and sat down lightly. Zhong Ling followed him and sat down as well. Shui Yue came up and sat next to the girl.

    Zhong Ling¡¯s eyes turned, looking back and forth between the two of them, but something seemed wrong. It seemed that it was the other way around. The girl was obviously young, but it was the master.

    ¡°It seems that the girl is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and Shuiyue is in his early twenties.

    "You haven't asked Teacher Taifa's name yet?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

    "The poor nun is Jingwei." The girl Heshi replied. Her eyes were as clear as autumn water. She glanced at the two of them and said warmly: "Donor Xiao must have a great reputation outside, right?"

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "It's such a frivolous name that it's not worth mentioning."

    The girl smiled and said, "Almsgiver Xiao defeated my disciple. The poor nun was surprised and overjoyed."

    Xiao Yuesheng also smiled. Master Jingwei was as warm as a spring breeze and felt comfortable sitting in front of her. He smiled and said, "Why is Master Jingwei so happy?"

    "My disciple is all good-natured and endowed, but there is only one, he is too arrogant." Master Jingwei smiled and glanced at Shuiyue: "Some people don't know how high the sky is and how big the world is, but I am the only one who is supreme!"

    "Master" Master Shuiyue raised his head, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng quickly, and then lowered his head.

    "In recent years, many people have come here, but unfortunately they are no match for Shuiyue, which makes her even more arrogant. Today, the benefactor has broken her confusion, and I am extremely grateful." Master Jingwei gave a tithe.

    Xiao Yuesheng returned the favor and said with a smile: "Master Shuiyue is very proud. I have been in the martial arts for many years, but no one can compare with her."

    "The donor is so complimentary." Master Jingwei smiled and shook her head, and said with a smile, "What's the matter with the donor's visit?"

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "I am purely self-taught in martial arts. Now I want to use martial arts to make friends and learn from each other to improve."

    Master Jingwei was suddenly enlightened, nodded and said: "The donor is actually self-taught, the poor nun admires it."

    She thought for a while: "The poor nun lineage has its own rules, which are hidden in the world. They don't come out except in troubled times, and they can't be passed on to outsiders."

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded, this is not surprising.
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