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- Chapter 622 Breaking into the Night
The two of them listened for a while, trying hard, but it was like listening to a book from heaven. Zhong Ling pouted, wrinkled his nose, closed his eyes, and meditated.
Master Shuiyue frowned her slender eyebrows, shook her head and sighed. She stopped listening and closed her eyes to meditate.
Xiao Yuesheng and Master Jingwei talked happily, praising each other from time to time. They had already forgotten about Zhong Ling and Master Shuiyue.
The two talked for a long time. When they stopped, they found that the light in the hall was dim and the sun was setting outside. Before they knew it, a day had passed.
Turning to look at the sky, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, then looked at Zhong Ling and Master Shuiyue. They were motionless, obviously they had entered a state of concentration and had not yet come out.
"Master, I have benefited a lot from you, and I can't thank you enough!" Xiao Yuesheng tithes.
Master Jingwei smiled and said, "Sir, you have also taught me a lot, so I would like to express my gratitude to you."
"I would never have had such a magnanimous and selfless mind as my master." Xiao Yuesheng sighed with emotion and shook his head.
The reason why he talked with all his heart without hiding anything was because he was moved by Master Jingwei¡¯s sincerity, and he did not hesitate to give the secret scripture of Zhen¡¯an to her. Such a big heart was unparalleled by anyone in the world.
¡°Perhaps she has sent someone to check her identity in the past few days, which is why she is so relieved, but anyone else would never be so confidant.
Master Jingwei showed a hint of embarrassment: "Sir, you are ridiculous. The poor nun has no other way out. He is so sick that he seeks medical treatment The Luoxue Secret Code is too difficult. It will be difficult for a poor nun to fully understand it with his own strength!" "
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "The person who created this classic is really a strange person!"
He really admires An Wei. At his level, there are countless people in the world, but only a few can catch his eye. He can't help but admire that this canon can form its own system and is ahead of him.
"It is said that this scripture was not created by our ancestor." Master Jingwei thought for a moment, smiled bitterly, shook her head and said: "It was an enemy of our ancestor."
Xiao Yuesheng was startled and smiled: "So, the secret book I just read is the original one?"
Master Jingwei nodded and said with a smile: "It is said that this secret book is only the upper part."
Xiao Yuesheng rubbed his nose and thought for a while. The secret skills described in the secret book were extremely difficult and he had not yet mastered them, but it didn't look like half of them.
"It is said that the second half of the secret code is so mysterious and mysterious that it is so incredible that the master thought it was ridiculous at the time and ignored it," Master Jingwei said.
Xiao Yuesheng was startled and said hurriedly: "I wonder where the second half of the secret book is now?"
Master Jingwei shook her head and said she didn¡¯t know. It happened hundreds of years ago, so maybe it has been lost.
Xiao Yuesheng hit his left palm hard with his left fist, his face full of regret.
If it is as expected, this second half of the secret book is what I need most. Unfortunately, the opportunity did not come and I missed it again. How can I not regret it.
"Master, do you have any clues?" Xiao Yuesheng was determined to give up.
At this time, Zhong Ling and Master Shuiyue woke up from sedation, opened their eyes and looked at Xiao Yuesheng.
Master Jingwei thought attentively for a moment, then said in deep thought: "That sect was originally called Piao Xue Sect, but it has long since disappeared in the long river of time, and the poor nuns have never heard of it."
"Piaoxuemen" Xiao Yuesheng pondered, thought for a while, and shook his head.
He had never heard of the Piaoxue Sect. A sect rises and dies within a hundred years. Once it dies, it disappears from the world like a lamp extinguished after death, leaving no trace.
He has made up his mind to search for this falling snow gate and get a glimpse of the lower half of the falling snow secret code.
Thinking of this, he took a long breath, blew away the depression in his heart, and smiled: "Master Tai, let's talk about it another day."
"Okay, sir, stay here for a few more days, so that the poor nun can fulfill his duties as a landlord." Master Jingwei smiled and nodded.
After saying that, Xiao Yuesheng left with Zhong Ling.
Zhong Ling was walking on his left, his feet were light as if jumping, and he said coquettishly: "Brother, what are you talking about? It's like a book from heaven, I can't understand it at all!"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "You are still far away from me. It's normal if you don't understand."
"Really, if I had known better, I wouldn't have followed. We might as well have seen the scenery on the mountain." Zhong Ling snorted bitterly.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled, walking slowly back to the monastery without any hesitation, still thinking about the second half of the Luoxue Secret Book in his mind.
It seems that there is no trace of the second half of the secret book. However, he has plenty of time, so he can just check it slowly. Yuyan is well-read, so she might have heard of it.
In the next few days, Xiao Yuesheng stayed in the monastery of Luoxue'an. He had time to chat with Master Jingwei over tea and studied martial arts. He lived a quiet life.
After following for two days, Zhong Ling became impatient and listened.??I understand what the two of them are saying, it would be a pleasure to travel all over the mountains and plains by myself.
Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s ball of soul has now become bigger. Once he releases his soul, it can encompass the entire Wutai Mountain. He is not worried. Once the police are called, he can appear next to Zhong Ling immediately.
The Luoxue Secret Code is indeed mysterious. With the practice, although the time is short, the ball of the soul has increased greatly, and the progress is more than ten times that before. He is quite happy.
Now, he turns his mind into a sword, which is even more powerful, half as powerful as the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
"However, when it comes to weirdness and endless changes, the Six Meridians Divine Sword is a bit different. Wherever the intention comes, the sword energy comes without leaving any trace, which is truly amazing.
Master Jingwei has also mastered the Yi Sword, but the power of her soul is too far behind, so she can barely practice it. It is only tangible but insubstantial. It can be used to scare people, but it cannot hurt them.
Late that night, Xiao Yuesheng was sitting quietly in the house. The ball of soul was rotating. There was a small sword in the center, suspended in the void, swallowing purple light, looming, and likely to collapse at any time.
This sword is the source of the sword of mind. The more solid it is, the stronger the power of the sword energy. When it is solidified, it can be invincible, capable of killing everything.
His body did not move, but the ball of soul continued to rotate. A trace of purple energy penetrated into the small sword and condensed the sword body, which was quite difficult.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and two rays of purple energy burst out, like substance, and disappeared in an instant.
He frowned and appeared in the small courtyard, looking like a ghost and making no sound.
Zhong Ling also appeared in the small courtyard, wearing a moon-white nightgown. He yawned lazily, approached Xiao Yuesheng, and whispered: "Brother, there seems to be something moving over there?"
As a faint fragrance entered her nose, Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her: "Why are you wearing this outfit?"
"Ah, I forgot, I'll change it." Zhong Ling lowered his head, patted his forehead, and ran back.
"Hehehehehehe" A roar of laughter came, overwhelming the mountains and the sea, and the whole Wutai Mountain seemed to wake up.
The voice is rough, hoarse, and aged, and he is obviously an old man.
"Jingwei, old thief, come out and die!" A loud shout echoed through the night sky like thunder.
"Bold!" "Bold!"
There was a sound of tender, and the sound of swords came from the sword, dragon groaning, and several swords.
Zhong Ling hurriedly said: "Brother, let's go quickly!"
Xiao Yuesheng pointed at her clothes: "Go and change your clothes quickly!"
¡°Brother¡ª¡ª!¡± Zhong Ling stamped his boots anxiously.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head, his expression resolute and unquestionable.
Zhong Ling rolled her eyes at him, turned around and got into the room. In a blink of an eye, she came out and put on a Yuebai Luo shirt, moving very quickly.
Only then was Xiao Yuesheng satisfied. The two of them walked out of the courtyard, passed through the woods, and arrived in front of Luoxue Nunnery. They saw several nuns lying motionless in front of the nunnery, and there were bursts of screams coming from inside.
When Zhong Ling saw it, he hurriedly said: "Brother, save people quickly!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and floated to several female nuns, but they had already died and their breath was cut off.
Zhong Lingxiu¡¯s face darkened, her bright eyes flashing with anger.
She often comes to the nunnery these days to play, and has become familiar with these nuns. She is innocent and lively, and the nuns have not lived in the world. She is simple-minded and plays extremely well.
The lively girl is now dead. She is sad and angry at the same time.
"Haha, old thief nun, no one in your nunnery wants to live today, I will kill you cleanly, hahahaha!" A long laugh came from the nunnery and resounded through the sky.
"Brother, I'll go!" Zhong Lingjiao shouted, eyebrows raised, and she flew over the red wall and got in.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and waved his hand, and six women lying on the ground flew up and floated to his lower abdomen, forming a circle and vaguely forming a gossip shape.
Finger shadows filled the sky, hitting the six women one after another, as if heavy rain was pouring down on the banana trees.
Their bodies trembled as if they were being engulfed by electricity, and their clothes automatically swelled up without any wind, like inflated rubber balls, growing bigger and bigger.
The sound of bells chirping and the sound of swords clashing could be heard in his ears. Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s expression remained unchanged, his face was as sinking as water, as if he had turned into a Thousand-Handed Tathagata, and the shadows of his fingers were clashing all over the sky.
After a moment, the shadows of fingers scattered all over the sky, and six fist shadows suddenly appeared, hitting one person in the heart respectively, making a muffled "bang" sound, like a military drum beating.
He closed his fist and stood up. The six women slowly woke up in the air, opened their eyes wide, and turned around to look around.
Xiao Yuesheng breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the six girls, and said in a deep voice: "You go to my room to sit quietly and recuperate, and you can't do anything to others anymore!"
The six girls stood on the ground, and they all bowed to him and thanked him for saving his life.
A beautiful female nun in her thirties shook her head: "Thank you sir for your kindness. Master and the junior sisters are fending off the enemy. How can we just live in an ignoble way?!"
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"Sir" The beautiful nun shook her head.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned in displeasure and snorted coldly. They were suddenly certain that their acupuncture points were tapped, and their eyes widened in shock.
Xiao Yuesheng snorted: "You guys are all stupid!"
With that said, she slapped a nun on the ground awake and said in a deep voice: "Send them to my courtyard!"
The nun was only sixteen or seventeen years old. She was not seriously injured, but was knocked unconscious. Xiao Yuesheng directly healed her with a palm.
This little nun has beautiful features and wisdom in her brows. She nods gently, carries a nun on her back like a piece of wood, performs Qinggong, and slips into the forest.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded. Fortunately, there is always someone with a clear mind.
He floated over the red wall and landed in the courtyard.
A group of people were fighting in the courtyard. Zhong Lingjiao was screaming repeatedly. She was joining forces with Master Jingwei and Master Shuiyue to besiege an old man.
The old man was tall and burly, with disheveled hair covering his face. He wielded a ghost-headed sword, and the cold light shone everywhere, making the inside of the nunnery become very cold.
The light of the sword formed a series of silver swords, covering the three women. Instead of defending, the sword advanced and gained the upper hand. Xiao Yuesheng raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh.
He knows the three women's martial arts thoroughly. Although Zhong Ling doesn't work hard, she has an excellent foundation. What she has learned is superior skills, far better than the top martial arts masters.
???????? Master Shuiyue has just begun to acquire supernatural powers and is extremely skilled in light kung fu. Master Jingwei is even more proficient in martial arts and has just perfected the Intention Sword. There are few in the world who can match her.
Now, the three of them joined forces, not only failed to capture this man, but were actually at a disadvantage, which is really unbelievable.
The four of them fought together, and the nuns surrounded him, setting up a sword formation to trap him.
However, now that the three of them are no match for him, and this sword formation is even worse, they are just sending themselves to death. He frowned, disapproving.
Seeing the four people fighting together, he did not rush to take action. He stood with his hands behind his back and stood in the corner, watching indifferently, trying to find out whether the old man was real or not.
The old man's sword was as bright as lightning, fast and fierce. The Ghost-headed Sword seemed to be holding a straw stick in his hand, with ease and freedom, and he could change it according to his heart.
The three women struggled to hold on in the light of the sword. Zhong Ling tapped her palms lightly, dancing like butterflies through flowers, and the "ding-ding-ding-ding" kept ringing.
Her little hands are white, petite and exquisite, as if carved from white jade. When slapped on the ghost-headed sword, it can shake open the ghost-headed sword like the sound of gold and iron clashing.
Master Jingwei holds a long sword in her hand. It is as soft as water and has no anger at all. The future sword light will entangle her, but this is like an electric knife light that is extremely powerful and directly breaks her silky entanglement.
Master Shuiyue's long sword is like lightning. He seeks for gaps and strikes. His movements are erratic, seeming to be both illusion and reality. They change unpredictably. He is suddenly in front and suddenly behind, retreating like a god.
"But although the three women each have magical powers, the old man's sword skills are fierce, fierce and unparalleled. No matter whether they are soft or hard, they will be destroyed without any reason.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at it for a moment, shook his head and smiled. This old man's sword skills have reached a state of great skill but clumsiness. There is hardly any enemy in the world, and his internal strength is fierce and unparalleled. It is really powerful.
He floated into the Buddhist hall, picked up the wooden fish in front of the futon, left the hall, stood on the steps and shouted: "Master, pick up the wooden fish!"
The wooden fish and the wooden hammer turned into two rays of light and shot towards Master Jingwei.
The silver horse flashed and slashed towards the two lights. The old man was extremely cautious. No matter what was coming, he would kill it first to avoid getting into trouble.
Under the face covered by hair, the corner of the mouth was slightly curled, revealing a sneer. Under the light of his own sword, no matter what, he would cut it in half.
"Hey" he suddenly made a move.
When the sword light was about to hit Muyu, Muyu suddenly accelerated, threw away the sword light, and fell into Master Jingwei's hand.
During his meal, Zhong Ling struck out with his palm, and Master Shuiyue thrust out his sword, attacking his chest and vest respectively. He suddenly moved sideways and avoided it.
Master Jingwei sheathed her long sword and smiled. There was a "bang" sound and the wooden fish struck. The old man trembled and his face changed slightly.
Zhong Ling and Master Shuiyue stood in front of Master Jingwei. One raised his palms and the other raised his sword. They stared at the old man with guarded expressions.
Master Jingwei closed her eyes slightly, and the wooden fish struck loudly.
Xiao Yuesheng turned around and said in a deep voice:"Everyone, disperse and go to my courtyard!"
Master Shuiyue glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said calmly: "Go!" - 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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