Friends of the Women of All Worlds

Beichen looked at the strangulation marks on her neck with distress, and said gently: “It’s okay, it’s me who is not good and let you be hurt.” ”

“Woo~ I’m fine, in fact, it’s all my fault, I shouldn’t think differently about you…”

Gan Baobao pear blossom brought rain, heartbroken, Beichen gently touched her neck, and then powerful true qi came out, and in a moment the strangulation marks on her neck were removed.

Then he held her pretty face and said seriously: “You are not wrong, it is God who is wrong!” ”

“I… I…… But I am an unchaste woman, I actually have undeserved thoughts about you, although I don’t love him, but in the past ten years, he has not treated me and Ling’er badly. ”

“Even if he tried to kill me, I had nothing to say, after all, I had never fulfilled my duties as a wife to him.”

Beichen wiped her tears, listened to her story, and had nothing to say for a while.

Gan Baobao pushed Beichen away and said calmly: “Everything started because of me, I am the culprit, Beichen, you go, don’t come again in the future.” ”

After saying that, she turned “seven two seven” and left, and went to order the next person to take care of Zhong Wanqiu’s funeral.

“Huh!”

Beichen shook his head, and then resolutely turned around and left the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities, he could also understand Gan Baobao’s heart, so he did not force it.

It’s just a woman, Beichen doesn’t have to, but the incident with Gan Baobao also gave him a wake-up call.

In a moment, he re-examined women, and he was no longer as accommodating to women as before.

……

Hearing the noisy sound in the valley, Zhong Lingjiu woke up and finally came to the scene after realizing it.

As a result, Zhong Ling learned the truth that she could not believe from the mouth of her mother Gan Baobao.

His own father actually tried to kill his mother, and Brother Chen actually killed his father in order to save his mother.

“This can’t be, how so?”

This series of changes simply caught Zhong Ling off guard, and he was confused for a while, not knowing how to face all this.

And Zhong Ling’s entanglement and the aftermath that their mother and daughter handled for Zhong Wanqiu next had nothing to do with Beichen for the time being.

After Beichen left the Ten Thousand Tribulations Valley, he had no target for a while, only to feel that the sky and the earth were big, and there was no place for him.

At this time, Beichen missed his home in the smiling world even more, where there were his wife and children, and there were relatives he had been with for decades.

At this moment, Beichen suddenly wanted to go back and return to the Smiling World to take a look.

But Beichen knew that this was impossible, at least with his current cultivation.

The level of force in the Smiling World is relatively low, so with the level of force of Beichen Houtian, it can break the spatial barrier and shatter the void.

But the Tianlong world is completely different, and the strong vitality of heaven and earth has thrown the smiling world out of eighteen streets hundreds of years later.

This is also why the martial arts of people here are generally much stronger than those in the world, and small supporting characters like Zhong Wanqiu actually have peerless levels.

You know, in the world of laughter, the heads of the first-class sects are just that.

However, the unique cultivation conditions raised everyone’s level of strength, and the strength of the spatial barrier was far from being comparable to that of the Smiling World.

The most direct evidence is that both Xiaoyao and Sweeping Monk should be at the innate level, but they still remain in this world, without shattering the void.

When I thought of cultivating to the innate level, I couldn’t break the void, and Beichen Lishan was great.

He feels like a cricket, and this world is like a small jar of fighting crickets, some jars are big, some jars are small.

I jumped in one jar after another, but now I jumped from a small jar to a large jar, and I couldn’t jump out.

This clear understanding suddenly made Beichen realize that the level of force in the early stage of his consummation was still not enough.

Although it should be at the same level as Qiao Feng in the early stage, it is still not enough to see the real big guy.

As for Goldfinger, it can make him invincible, but it does not enhance cultivation and shatter the void.

Beichen rolled his eyes, and finally thought of a good place, that is, the Tianlong Temple in Dali, which happened to be not far from here.

The six-pulse divine sword, a laser-like martial art, had long been thrilling him.

Although Beichen himself can also emit sword-type qi, but the most powerful is to punch a shallow pit in the trees, which is far less powerful than the power of the Six Veins Divine Sword that cuts gold and breaks jade.

Although his own sword drawing technique pursues the ultimate speed, if he cuts on the extremely hard Xuan Iron, it is also useless.

The world’s martial arts, only fast and unbroken, but fast does not mean invincible, if you can learn from the Six Veins Divine Sword, I am afraid that you can greatly improve your sword skills.

Making up his mind, Beichen immediately changed direction and headed towards Dali’s Tianlong Temple.

Tianlong Temple can be said to be the national temple of Dali, and the whole country of Dali believes in Buddhism, and even the monarch of Dali will abdicate early and become a monk in Tianlong Temple.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Tianlong Temple, Beichen found a group of lamas blocking the door of Tianlong Temple.

The leading lama is even taller, with low ears and thick earlobes, a solemn image of a treasure, very Buddha-like.

Moreover, this lama was so pompous that he wanted flowers to open the way, and he lazily lay on a soft bed carried by the lama.

It was not until the door of Tianlong Temple opened, that the lama slowly stepped down from the soft bed, glanced up at the plaque of Tianlong Temple, flashed an imperceptible heat under his eyes, and walked in without hesitation.

Beichen looked at this scene, where he still didn’t understand, it was really better to rush early than to catch up, and the plot began.

I can be regarded as meeting my peers, and I just happened to meet the Tubo National Master Jiu Mozhi who came down from the Great Snow Mountain, and robbed the plot of the Six Veins Divine Sword 0…

Beichen let out a sneer, and Hatomo Chi’s cultivation was clear in his eyes, but it was just a peerless peak.

Although he is proficient in Xiao Wuxianggong, he can simulate the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and he must have fought with many tricks.

But that’s it, his own sword drawing technique pays attention to one sword to break ten thousand laws.

Let you change, I only cut it with a sword, ask you can stop it?

Today, these six veins of the Divine Sword, he Beichen is going to decide, after making up his mind, he also walked in from the main entrance of the Tianlong Temple.

Because the monks up and down the Tianlong Temple were dealing with the people of Hatomochi and the gang, no one stopped Beichen.

Beichen did not hesitate, and drove straight in, in front of the main hall of the Tianlong Temple.

A hundred steps away, the words on the hall faintly reached Beichen’s ears.

“Old Mr. Murong Bo, the little monk’s best friend, once said that the Six Veins Divine Sword is the number one sword technique in the world, but it is a pity that he did not have the opportunity to see it.”

“Now that Mr. Murong has passed away, the little monk is infinitely grieving, and he wants a copy of the Six Veins Divine Sword of your temple to burn it in front of the old man’s grave, so as to fulfill the last wish of the old friend, and hope that all the masters will be fulfilled.”

Hearing Hatomochi’s words, Beichen couldn’t stop sneering in his heart.

If he wanted to see the Six Veins Divine Sword, he said bluntly, and in the name of pretending to fulfill his old friend’s wish before his death, his old friend Murong Bo was not dead at all.

Two people are in cahoots, a hill, no wonder they can become good friends.

The Tenryu Temple’s Benyin, Ben San, Ben Guan, and Baoding Emperor Benchen who shaved his family frowned in unison, they were not stupid and would not believe Hatomo Chi’s nonsense.

However, Hatomo Chi’s own martial arts skills are extremely strong, coupled with his own status as a national teacher, so they dare not snub.

Just as they hesitated, suddenly their eyes lit up, and a handsome young man appeared in front of them.

This young man is only seventeen or eight years old, and his appearance is not like a mortal, but he has a pair of eyes, as if he has experienced many vicissitudes, seeing through the 4.0 things of the world, in the eyes of everyone in the Tianlong Temple, there is some similarity with the look of Master Ku Rong.

Hatomochi saw that outsiders suddenly came, and thought that it was a helper invited by Tenryuji, and he couldn’t help frowning.

But who would have thought that an old voice suddenly sounded.

“Amitabha, I wonder what happened to this little benefactor?”

It was actually Master Ku Rong behind who personally spoke, although he did not see through Beichen’s level of force, he faintly felt Beichen’s extraordinary.

Facing this old monk who had quite a magical point in the original work of Tianlong, Beichen gave a rare hand: “Don’t dare to hide the master, in the next visit to your temple, I want to see the Six Veins Divine Sword, and I hope that the master will agree.” ”

Hatomochi found that Beichen was not a helper invited by Tenryu Temple, but a companion like himself, and immediately laughed.

“You young man, so uninteresting, empty mouth and white teeth, you want people to inherit a hundred years of martial arts secrets, it is really bold.”

And the Tianlong Temple side turned darker.

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