The world is not the world of a certain person. Without Chu Xiang, Zhang Xiang and Li Xiang will still appear in the martial arts world. The big waves wash away the sand, and the previous waves will sooner or later be beaten to death on the beach.

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Shaolin

Liu Feng exhaled and shouted, slashed at the huge rock in front of him. A golden palm print several feet high through his body, directly shattering the solid bluestone inch.

He looked at the Baiyi Duke Club happily, sitting cross-legged with a smile on the side, and Liu Feng said respectfully: "Master, please allow me to go down the mountain!"

Du Hui shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, since you have reached the first-class level, I have no excuse to keep you in trouble. But you must remember that you should not act recklessly when you walk around the world, and be compassionate in everything. Also, eat less meat and drink less, and don't say that you are my Shaolin disciple if you are discovered."

"The disciples remember the teachings of the master."

"Go and go."

A few hours later, a giant tower man with an iron tower height of more than two meters in a restaurant near Songshan. Uh--The Tower monk slapped the table and shouted: "Waiter, bring good wine and meat to Lord Buddha. If you are slower, Lord Buddha, I will tear you away!"

After looking at the monk with fierce eyes, he caught a glimpse of the solid mahogany table that had almost fallen apart. Xiao Er's neck shrank, and he swallowed the scolding on his lips, and took the food in shame.

But it is obvious that some people are quite disgusted with this monk who does not obey the Buddhist rituals and speaks dirty words.

"Ye! You splash monk, I don't know which small temple you came from! Is it true that this place is the pure Buddhist place at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Even the heroes of the martial arts will strictly abide by the Buddhist rituals when they arrive here, let alone you, a monk who has been precepted! Quickly apologize to this guy, and then follow me to Shaolin to carry the thorns and apologize. Otherwise, Liu would have said that he would tie you up in person!" A young man in white who was originally sitting in a restaurant and was eating wine, stopped the waiter who was about to get the wine and food, and shouted at the giant monk in the iron tower with righteous words.

Liu Feng looked at the energetic young master and finally confirmed that this was just a third-rate rookie who had just come out of the world. However, the few people who were having dinner with him had better kung fu and concentration than that young master, especially the older young man, who was already considered a second-rate peak master. But, how could these guys look good enough in his eyes?

"Boy, what kind of onion are you? Get out of here when the Buddha is in a good mood!" With a loud shout, I don't know what magical powers were used. The young man in white flushed on his face, his body shook and downloaded it. A trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, but he was extremely injured and fainted. What's strange is that the waiter beside him was not hurt at all.

The waiter hurriedly helped the young master up. Both of them were masters, and he couldn't afford to offend either.

The young men and women who were originally eating and drinking safely and allowed the young master to "play" could no longer sit still. They drew out their weapons and looked at the "giant monk" in fear. Seeing that the man looked down on them, they all felt relieved.

They put away their swords and swords. A charming woman took the young master from her second hand and began to push the palace to make blood. The oldest one walked towards the "giant monk" and finally stopped a few steps outside to hold her fists and salute.

"Please forgive me for this master. We are disciples of the Feiying Sect in Luoyang. My junior brother didn't understand the rules when he first left the world. After he ran into the master, he would like to apologize for him." After saying that, the young man picked up the wine glass on the table beside him, and did not ask the guest whether he agreed or not. He drank it all after filling it up.

Liu Feng just sneered in disdain for this person's vigilance. He really thought he was a fool. When the young master attacked him just now, the guy shook his head at the deskmate, obviously treating himself as a soft boy who was not good at using it, and wanted the "Little Junior Brother" to practice his skills. While sighing that the Yijin Jing was indeed magical, after restraining his internal breathing, ordinary masters in the martial arts world could not tell the depth of him at all, and at the same time despised this guy as a person, and he was incompetent and still pretended to be fat.

He glanced casually and left the guy aside, thinking in his heart that if it weren't for the fact that this place was still at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, he would have twisted the pretending little white face directly.

But unexpectedly, the young man once again stuck like a piece of braised candy.

"This master, I don't know where Baosha is practicing Buddhism. My younger brother Liu Ming is a great disciple of Feiying Sect, but he knows many Buddhist monks."

I know many eminent monks, if you know them, will you know them? Will you know them?

Could it be that "pretending to behave" is a compulsory course in Feiyingmen? Liu Feng secretly despises him, so he naturally has nothing to do with anger.

"Western Regions, Vajra Temple!"

"Oh! It turns out that he is a famous monk in the Vajra Temple, but the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. The family did not know the family. You should know that the ancestors and a master of the Vajra Temple were friends of the eighth worship." He was almost searching for the "Vajra Temple" sect in his heart. In the end, he was unable to blame himself for his ignorance. It was not easy to train a temple that could train such a young master.

"Damn it, what's the real Bird King Kong Temple? The genius and your family are. I'm an authentic Shaolin disciple. In terms of seniority, I'm at least equal to the head of the Damo Academy." Liu Feng murmured in his heart, and his face relaxed.

"It turns out that I am my own family, so that's all for today." After saying that, he waved his hand very generously.

Liu Ming was overjoyed, thinking about the huge changes that have happened in Luoyang City recently and the tasks assigned by his master, and looked at the "giant monk" eagerly.

"Can the master stay near you?"

“Not yet.”

"That's great! It's great! This place is not far from Luoyang, so why not master go to my Feiying Sect and settle down."

Liu Feng looked at the young man in blue robe weirdly, thinking that this guy was too perverted. When his junior brother was beaten, he looked surprised and said, "Please invite enemies home to visit." Wouldn't this lead the wolf into the house? Even if he really had the relationship of "ancestors", it would not be like this.

Seeing the other party's strange expression, Liu Ming realized that his performance was too eager. He was really concerned and was confused. He hurriedly added: "What I mean is that I have a good relationship with the White Horse Temple, and the master can go to the White Horse Temple to stay temporarily."

Looking at Liu Ming's joyful look that was unconcealed, someone felt suspicious, but after all, he had the goods and the "backstage" was strong enough, so he was afraid that this small "Flying Eagle Sect" would not work.

"What's wrong?"

......

Seven Show

Ye Zhiqing looked at Lin Wei with a caress and said pitifully: "Xiaowei, don't be too hasty in everything. You have practiced "Bing Xin Jue" to great success in just two years. I'm so impatient!"

Lin Wei said coldly: "Please allow me to go to the army."

"Oh, forgot, go."

After giving a bow and without saying a word, Lin Wei just left so drifted away.

Looking at the back that had long disappeared, Ye Zhiqing looked complicated.

"Night Demon..."

Two days later, a deserted area near Luoyang.

More than twenty big men surrounded a delicate girl and kept laughing lustfully. But what was strange was that the girl not only did not cry, but her expression was as cold as a piece of wood.

"Brother, this girl wasn't scared to death, right? It would be boring if the brothers played fools later."

An old man with a vulgar appearance stood outside the encirclement and asked in confusion about the strong man in the leopard head in front of him.

Only look at his triangular small eyes, fly moles, three-inch short beard under his jaw, and his mouth was full of black teeth, making him look like a dog-headed military advisor.

"Hmph, Old Wu, don't be careless. Seeing her dressed in a sword, she may be a disciple of 'Yiyinglou'. If she hadn't taken her brothers to do that life-threatening business this time, maybe even I would have to explain myself, so how could she indulge you to do this so careless." The "Brother Leopard Head" was very alert to this seemingly harmless girl, but thinking that she could barely be considered a first-class expert, and these brothers are even the elites in the village. They are all good at skill, so she was not too worried that the "lower disciples of Yiyinglou" could find anything.

"Hey, the boss is worried. Seeing that little girl is so beautiful, I want to go up and touch her a few times. I will definitely tear off her noble face later. Humph, 'Yiyinglou' is good. I heard that the girls there are all very talented, and I don't know if the "flute" is good. Hehe, look at her thin sword, can she kill people?" The dog-headed military teacher Lao Wu smiled obscenely, and the flies mole jumped, which was disgusting. Unfortunately, the smile quickly froze on his face. The incredible scene in front of him confirmed that no matter how thin the sword is, it can be used to kill people.

With one sword, the cold-faced girl only made one sword, and a cold arc filled with cold light overflowed, and all the plants, trees, people and insects passed by were all two sections. The man who had not yet died was slashed and climbed with his intestines. The wilderness where birds were singing and flowers just now turned into hell.

It was clearly the day of autumn, but frost was condensed on the grass nearby. The source of the cold was the girl who was still standing in the flesh and blood. The slender sword was still quietly inserted into the sheath, as if it was just a phantom in that arc.

"The Wretched Wu" was stunned, and "Brother Leopard Head" trembled.

“First-class, first-class peak…”

It was still the sudden appearance of Leng Yue, which took away the last consciousness of the two...

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Pure Yang

On the martial arts training ground, Chu Ming and Liu Mengyang bowed to each other and each set up their starting positions.

"Young junior sister, you should give up. Although you have outstanding talents and diligence, you are only a second-rate after all. If you had been a month ago, you might have won me with that strange sword technique, and you would definitely lose now."

Liu Mengyang still made the final effort and really didn't want to fight with this cute junior sister. In fact, all disciples of Yu Rui's lineage liked this quirky junior sister and uncle.

only...

"Where did you come from so much nonsense? The children of the world never mother-in-law." Chu Ming was full of energy, but Liu Mengyang was extremely embarrassed and had to deal with the challenge.

"Master! You agreed to your disciple. As long as you win Senior Brother Liu, will you allow me to become a master?"

Yu Rui nodded calmly. She thought that it was absolutely impossible for her disciple to win, even with the messy swordsmanship, she could not win.

Liu Mengyang sighed, and a "Tai Chi Wuji" drew a yin and yang Pisces map in front of him, using defense instead of attack.

Chu Ming knew that this was the senior brother who asked him to make his advance move to show his humility. Since others have given way, as a modern person, it is not easy to be polite.

A powerless move, "Three Talents" brought out three sword winds to continuously hit the Yin-Yang fish's eyes. Naturally, Chu Ming was not discouraged. He then used "Sword Flying Shocking the Sky" to crash into the Tai Chi condensed by the sword energy.

Yu Rui looked around and shook his head repeatedly. Not only did he use the "three talents to transform into "three rings of moons", but he can also use the "sword flying shocking" that hurts the enemy with his energy as a pirated "man and sword integration". He is really speechless to this talented disciple.

However, Liu Mengyang did not dare to be careless in the field. The last competition was because of a moment of negligence that the junior sister who had produced this "miracle trick" took a loophole and won the half-stage.

With a little step back, the "Tai Chi Qi Shield" resisted the opponent's sharp sword, pinched the sword finger with his left hand, and prepared a move of "no self, no sword" ready to go.

Sure enough, Chu Ming turned his sword in the air and inexplicably cut it to the intersection of Pisces, the weakest "Tai Chi Qi Shield", and cut the seemingly solid Qi Shield in half.

The sword kept dying, and it was another area, resisting the sharp blade hidden behind the Qi shield. With a casual swing, it swung to the side.

Liu Mengyang was shocked. Although he was prepared for a long time, he did not expect that "Sword Flying Shocks the Sky" would have such a wonderful use, but the technique of removing and controlling the power was clearly at its peak.

The sword finger in his left hand pointed out lightning, as if he was holding an invisible sword in his hand, cutting through the air and making a sound explosion.

The man was in mid-air, but Chu Ming had his eyes empty and just slashed it casually, pointing it in front of the sword. To outsiders, it was clearly Liu Mengyang who bumped his finger into someone to chop it.

Amid the sound of "ding" gold and iron fighting, Liu Mengyang suddenly shrank his finger. However, at this moment, Chu Ming suddenly accelerated and slashed with a palm.

Liu Mengyang turned his head slightly to avoid it, but then he was stunned because a bright sword was put on his neck.

Yu Rui, who was sitting on a chair watching the game outside the field, suddenly stood up! What Chu Ming used just now was definitely not "Sword Flying Shocking the Sky". The technique of removing and controlling power was clearly at its peak. Not to mention his lazy little disciple, even his senior brother Li Wangsheng might not be able to do so well.

"Which master passed on this sword technique that seemed to be flawless but was actually extremely exquisite to Ming'er! Sword Saint? Or his mentor who was in seclusion and ready to "ascense"?" Yu Rui was shocked. If Liu Mengyang had not been in front of him just now, Chu Ming would practice it alone, it would be a "sword flying shocking" and "numerous mistakes"!

Self-created? How is it possible? Yu Rui doesn't believe in the words of Chu Ming's creation of a set of swordsmanship now. This level of swordsmanship can be robbed by famous sects in the world, and it is bloody compared to the Chunyang Town Sect's treasure book "Taixu Sword Intent", and it may even be even better!

As a master, Yu Rui absolutely believes in his disciples, and can even be said to be the shortest-protected one among the seven sons of Chunyang. When he knew that his favorite little disciple actually possessed this peerless sword technique, the first thing he thought about was not how to deprive it, but worry.

Of course I am worried! How could I not worry? If this strange sword technique of "cross-level challenge" is passed on, it will definitely bring endless trouble to Chu Ming! What can those crazy people in the world not do?

So, Yu Rui regretted it. Now, you must not let Chu Ming go down the mountain, at least until she has the power to protect herself!

As for why she deceived herself on the grounds of creating her own swordsmanship, she must have had no choice but to do so. Maybe it was the "expert" who taught her that. Naturally, Yu Rui could not force her favorite disciple out of the wall like a stranger.

These things are complicated, but they are actually just Yu Rui's thoughts. At this moment, Chu Ming had just comforted his "lost" senior brother, and then ran towards Yu Rui happily.

"Master, can I get out?"

Seeing the other party's excitement, Yu Rui felt sad. Perhaps this was also a canary locked in a cage. However, for the safety of his disciples, Yu Rui could only say indifferently: "Ming'er, I told you two years ago that your talent has never been around forever, and your qualifications are also rare in ten thousand years. Therefore, if an ordinary disciple reaches the second or even the third level, you must reach the first level!"
To be continued...