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- "Okay!" Fang Xian put away his knife and leaned over. The ice energy came out of his body and froze Chen Youliang's wound. "The blood has solidified. Your life is safe."
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said, "My little friend, this trick of yours is really practical."
Chen Youliang is half politician, half martial artist. He has never seen such a magical skill. At this time, he is half shocked and mostly convinced.
"Who asked you to go to that island?" Fang Xian asked.
"I don't know." Chen Youliang answered simply, but then he felt that it was not good to say so, so he continued, "That person helped me get involved with the Eight-Pocket Elder in the Beggar Clan, and I naturally wanted to repay him. He gave me the map, and only let me I'll go around the island and check if the three people are there."
"Which three people."
"He saidone is Xie Xun, whose features are very obvious, no need to say more. There is also a man and a woman, both of whom are extremely ugly in appearance."
"Fuck you, uncle."
Chen Youliang said repeatedly: "That man must have bad eyesight. Although you, this master, are not very handsome, you have a soaring pride between your eyebrows, and your gestures are even more domineering. You are a model of a true man!"
"Domineering your grandma." Fang Xian naturally would not be really angry because of his appearance, so he continued to ask, "Do you know now how to answer that person when you go back?"
Chen Youliang had an idea: "I will tell him that the three of them are on the island."
"What else?" Fang Xian pointed to his left arm.
"AlsoI fought with you and you cut off one arm." Chen Youliang thought for a moment, "But this can't be explained. Why don't you kill me."
"You don't need to know this." Fang Xian continued, "Remember my face? Do you know how to answer if he asks?"
"He is so heroicdomineering?"
"This is a good fact. But that person's eyesight is not good, so you have to follow his aesthetics."
"That meansa face full of violence and vulgarity?"
"Fuck you, uncle."
"Master, what does that woman look like?"
"Well it's just that my face is full of pustules. It's just purple water ulceration." Fang Xian mentioned Chen Youliang and finally said, "I know who you are and what you are planning. I won't care if you fight for your world. You, but if you don't do this, you don't have to plan anymore, whether it's me or Master Zhang. Killing you is just a matter of wave."
"Of course." Chen Youliang said plausibly, "When a man is in this world, losing his hands is nothing, but if he loses his life, there is nothing! This is the wisest principle."
If Chen Youliang was born in modern times, he would definitely be a fiery and innocent politician
To prevent him from having any more ideas, Fang Xian also threw away his trump card.
"You are a smart person and know how to weigh the pros and cons. Now I can tell you" Fang Xian said intently. "From Master Zhang to Yang Xiao, from the Wudang Sect to Guangmingding, they all have enmity with the person who ordered you. You should know very well which side is the big ship and which side is the small boat."
Chen Youliang said repeatedly: "That's right. That's right, Master Zhang is a martial arts master. Chen doesn't dare to have any different intentions."
"Isn't it time for you to poison me?" Zhang Sanfeng said disdainfully.
Chen Youliang's eyes were sharp: "This moment, that moment. Those who understand current affairs are heroes."
"How did you develop your shame?" Even Zhang Sanfeng was amused by his justice, "For my little friend's sake, I will spare your life."
"That's it, that's it. If I have any different intentions, the real person can come and get it."
¡° Now that we¡¯ve got this guy, we shouldn¡¯t let him stay any longer, otherwise it would be bad if someone recognized him. Fang Xian then asked Brother Diao to take him down the mountain secretly.
Now everything is ready, not even the east wind is owed.
After Fang Xian agreed with everyone on the specific time for the siege of Shaolin, he went with Da Diao to invite friends.
During this period, he originally wanted to go with Zhuer, but the girl disappeared. She must have been attacked by her grandfather. Fang Xian's expectation was good. This girl had never joined his team at all. She was just a follower, and her nature was different from Wang Yuyan's. Otherwise, there should be a prompt when returning to reality. Furthermore, no teammate can ignore the captain and leave the team directly.
Fang Xian is not sad at all. After all, she is just a girl who relieves her boredom. Ai Nu is more considerate.
Half a month after the game time, there was a ruined temple at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
The heroes present are divided into three hexagrams, one of which is Mingjiao and Wudang. They are familiar with each other and are also the most powerful force. This time the elites of the operation were all out, probably more than thirty masters including Zhang Sanfeng, Yang Xiao, Zhang Wuji, Wei Yixiao and others.
The second one is the elite of the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Sun Moon God Sect. Both sides are in ruins, but Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying are still?Leng selected more than 40 masters to come, and it can be said that no effort was spared.
The third one is the Dayanziwu Shuangsu **** knights. Although there are only two of them, they have mastered the sword technique of warding off evil.
As I said before, in Jin Lao¡¯s story, the further back the timeline goes, the weaker the martial arts becomes. The earliest stories of the Eight Parts of the Dragon were in the Song Dynasty, followed by the story of Yitian Slaying the Dragon in the late Yuan Dynasty, and then the story of Swordsman in the Ming Dynasty. So from this point of view, Murong Fu, who is proficient in hundreds of martial arts and masters evil swordsmanship, should not be much inferior to Zhang Wuji in strength, while Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying, who are seriously injured, should be compared to ants.
After experiencing what happened in Songshan, Fang Xian deeply felt that Ouyang Ke and Xiao Duan were not honest, so he decided not to complain this time. Besides, going to Shaolin is not attractive to these two types of people.
If there is a fight at this station, the most reliable ones are Mingjiao and Wudang. Murong Fu is also considered a good fighting force, and the others can fight alone.
As for Fang Xian, he was not idle after making friends. He temporarily put aside the practice of Beiming Divine Art, started practicing "Lingbo Weibu", and gained a lot of rank and prestige in the world. The two great light skills "Walking Alone" and "Lingbo Weibu" are integrated into one, and he wants to bring out the style of the flower picking thief to the extreme.
After everyone agreed on the time and signal, they stopped talking. Except for Ren Yingying and Murong Fu, they were all real men and there were not so many mothers-in-law.
"Everyone, I'm going!" This time, Fang Xian didn't wear the mask, and he was finally able to crush that thing. It wasn't easy for Yang Guo back then.
Ren Yingying: "I have prayed to the God of the Sun and Moon, and my benefactor will be able to save Miss Hatsune!"
Murong Fu: ¡°I¡¯ll leave it to you, cousin!¡±
Zhang Wuji: "This girl. What did you say? Sun and Moon God? Isn't that Mingzun? Are we from the same hexagram?"
Fang Xian is full of hope, wearing a custom-made iconic yellow robe, holding a dark iron heavy sword, and hiding a serrated sword. Jump on the big eagle and hit the road!
Da Diao placed Fang Xian outside the wall as always.
"Brother Diao, you fly around and see if there are any caves or crypts. They are very likely to be in such a place."
The divine eagle nodded to Fang Xian solemnly: "This trip is dangerous, brothers, take care!"
"Brother Diao, take care!"
"One person and one sculpture, through this period of Ruyi Jianghu, we have become like gay friends."
Men (male). No need to say more, just go separately.
Shaolin is not as easy to sneak into as other places. The story of Tianlongbabu tells us that many inconspicuous old and young monks may be god-like existences. In Fang Xian's plan. The Sutra Pavilion was the last place I went to. I always felt like there was an old pervert hanging around there.
He thought about it many times and put himself in his shoes. If he were Cheng Kun, he would hide a woman in the Shaolin Temple. Where is the best place to hide securely without being discovered?
I¡¯ve never heard of a secret room in Shaolin, let¡¯s look at it this way. The only possibility is that Cheng Kun was in his own room.
A young monk on night watch was wandering in the yard. He was unlucky today. I just yawned, as if I was being stalked by a ghost seeking my life, when my vision went dark and I was already above the eaves.
Fang Xian covered the little monk's mouth. He performed his wretched face full of flesh to the extreme.
"Where is Yuan Zhen?"
"Namo AmitabhaNamo Amitabhathe ghosts and monsters have dispersed" The little monk shook his body and closed his eyes and recited silently.
"I'm just asking, not hurting anyone. Where is Yuan Zhen?"
"Vajra Prajna Paramitathe demons leave quickly!"
"Fuck." Fang Xian grabbed the little monk's crotch with one hand, "It's useless if you keep this thing. If you don't tell me, I will crush it."
The young monk was suddenly shocked: "The second room in the third row from the east below, the one behind the abbot!"
"Why are you, a monk, afraid of this?"
"You are afraid of becoming a monk!"
"Okay, thank you." Fang Xian knocked him on the back of the head with his single palm, and kept him in the bushes. Following the direction he pointed, he sneaked into the Shaolin dormitory area.
In a place where Shaolin is so popular, the living conditions are naturally better. Ordinary disciples live in Tongbu, and those monks of a certain seniority naturally have private dormitories. Yuan Zhen is obviously one of them. Is this guy doing well?
Fang Xian was very careful along the way. As a master of Qinggong who is unparalleled in the world, he was so careful that even the gods and ghosts would not be able to find out. However, he discovered that a person was very careless and jumped in from the opposite side without any technical content.
"What a coincidence, we meet our peers again." Fang Xian quickly covered up his aura.
I only saw that personHis figure is elegant and very light, but it can't hide the fact that his qinggong is mediocre. After all, there is still some movement. Of course, this "mediocre Qing Gong" is seen from Tian Boguang's eyes. If an ordinary person sees it, that person can be regarded as a master of Qing Gong.
"Are you a woman againZhao Min is nosy?" Fang Xian cursed hard, but felt something was wrong, "Zhao Min is short and not that fat."
I saw that man jumping up and down, landing right in front of the door of the second small room in the third row. Without hiding, he pushed the door open and entered directly.
"Cheng Kun?!" Fang Xian was horrified and hurriedly followed him.
This is Shaolin, not the Emei women¡¯s dormitory. It would be stupid to break the window paper and peek. Fang Xian had no choice but to lie on the roof with his ears against the wall, using the hearing of the legendary martial arts master. If Yu Yan was inside, always eating, drinking, having sex, and always opening her mouth, she could always hear a hint of familiarity. of sound.
However, there was no girlish voice, but there were just two grown men.
"What's going on?" one of them asked, his tone a little flustered and dissatisfied.
Fang Xian could never forget this voice. It was none other than Yue Buqun, who had now become an intersex person. Fang Xian still remembers the moment when he pointed the embroidery needle at Yu Yan's eyes, the sharp and disgusting threat.
Another person said angrily: "Why are you so anxious now? Didn't I tell you not to come to Shaolin to find me?"
Presumably this guy is Cheng Kun, a very ordinary middle-aged and elderly male voice.
The atmosphere in the room was very ferocious. ! ~!
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