Mirroring the changes

Princess Shenxiu was ashamed and angry.

But she couldn't expose herself at this time, so she could only raise her eyebrows and blush.

On the contrary, several companions around her couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh softly.

"What do they know? The princess practices martial arts in her room every day, and she is having a lot of fun~"

"Hehehe~"

Luqi deliberately leaned close to Princess Shenxiu's ear and whispered.

Princess Shenxiu rolled her eyes at her.

There was nothing she could do, she was telling the truth.

Cough cough cough

Practicing Kungfu is like taking drugs. As long as you find the right method, it is really easy to get addicted~

But the storyteller continued: "Monk Duxiu became a killing Buddha, and made a splash at the Killing Conference, and directly realized the Five-Character Sutra!"

"Five-Character Sutra?!"

"Even in the major sects of Jiuzhou, this is a rare inheritance!"

"The Killing Temple has been closed for two hundred years, and its power has long been reduced. The reason why so many sects visit it is just to see what's going on?"

"Hehe, the world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit~"

"They are all going for the Killing Red Lotus!"

Pozhenzi is closely related to the theme.

"Oh, it's true that there's no gain without pain."

"There are so many sects in Southern Xinjiang. If they all attack at once, I'm afraid that the Killing Temple will not have a good ending."

Pozhenzi nodded and said with a smile: "If it were an ordinary sect, I'm afraid it would not be able to keep such a treasure."

"But the Killing Buddha is not an ordinary person."

"Not only did he subdue the Lord of Black Wind Fort on the spot, but he also exposed the Ghost Cult's past and directly captured the Ghost Cult's Saint Son Ghost Infant and the Green Nightmare Venerable.

Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, the Southern Xinjiang sects dare not take action again."

"What? The Ghost Cult Saint Son was actually subdued by the Killing Temple?"

"This Killing Buddha has good means! . "

"Hmph, the Ghost Cult has committed many evils, and it is destined to have this disaster."

"Hey, the Buddha of Killing became famous in one battle, realized the Five-Character Sutra, captured the Holy Ghost, and directly topped the "Golden Scale List". There is nothing wrong with that. "

"The Holy Ghost is in the Inner Realm, and this Buddha of Killing is not in the Innate Realm?"

"Isn't Pozhenzi talking nonsense here~The Killing Temple has been silent for more than two hundred years, while the Ghost Cult is in its heyday."

"The Killing Temple dares to provoke you face to face?"

At this time, another tourist shouted: "Pozhenzi, according to what you said, the Ghost Cult is doomed this year?"

"Hehe~"

Pozhenzi glanced at him, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Clearly, he didn't say anything, but it seemed that he had said it.

"Suck, the Ghost Cult has won the championship of the competition for several times in a row, and it seems that there will be changes this year."

"Oh, I just bet on the Ghost Cult to win today!"

"This year, Changlefang will make a lot of money again."

Dingdang~

A silver ingot fell on the table.

Pozhenzi's expression did not change, but he did not move, but his eyes slightly raised, as if he was waiting for something.

Sure enough, the guest who gave the reward asked in a muffled voice: "Which sect will win the championship this year?"

Pozhenzi heard this and then smiled and put the silver ingot into his sleeve.

"Good question, sir."

"I dare not make a conclusion about the winner this year, but I have some thoughts to share with you."

"The Ghost Cult has suffered heavy losses, and I am afraid it has been damaged. It may not be able to continue its heroic spirit in this competition."

"Hong Fei, one of the two heroes of Dian Cang Sect, died a violent death, and only Hong Tu can't stand alone."

"The Seven Sons of Canglang of Nu Jiao Gang may have a chance to compete. But compared with the Killing Temple, I am afraid they are still not up to the task."

The implication is that Po Zhenzi is most optimistic about the Killing Temple.

As soon as this was said, a cold shout suddenly came from outside the crowd: "Where did this ignorant person come from, and dare to speak nonsense here!"

Everyone looked closely, but it was a table of guests in the hall, all dressed in blue shirts, dressed as monks.

The leader had a cold look and a hint of anger on his face.

Ming Jiang glanced at them, secretly winked at the four girls, and whispered, "This is a disciple of Qinghong Villa, let's not get involved."

Qinghong Villa, Dian Cang Sect, Nu Jiao Gang, Dan Xin Sect, Luo Feng Valley, Xuan Yan Academy, and Zhu Long Temple are all seven major sects of the righteous way.

Qinghong Villa is famous for its water control technique.

Southern Xinjiang is a land of fire, but there are not many sects that control water.

But in the Wanhe Secret Realm, there are thousands of flowing waters, so it is extremely beneficial to Qinghong Villa.

It has won the championship of the competition many times in history.

This time, the Ghost Sect was injured and the Dian Cang Sect was at a disadvantage, so they naturally thought that the championship was in their pocket.

So when they heard Po Zhenzi praising the Killing Temple so much, they couldn't help it.

But Pozhenzi was still sitting at the table, smiling, and said calmly: "I didn't recognize the great man. It turned out that you are a Taoist friend from Qinghong Mountain Villa."

"I'm sorry."

Hmph~

"Shasheng Temple has been closed for more than 200 years, and has become a coward. You dare to compete for the championship even though you have fallen to this point?"

"You are really arrogant."

"You are just a Buddhist disciple. In my opinion, you are just a piece of shit!"

As soon as these words came out, without waiting for Pozhenzi to respond.

Not far away, there was a "pop".

It was Luqi who slapped the table and said coldly: "You say he is a piece of shit, but don't you look at what you are?"

She was originally hot-tempered. How could she bear it when she heard someone say bad things about Lichen?

"I think some people just say sarcastic things behind his back."

The leader of Qinghong Villa narrowed his eyes slightly upon hearing this, looked up and down at Luqi, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and then sneered, as if with contempt: "Tsk tsk tsk."

"I've heard that the Buddha of Killing is handsome and good at using enchanting magic. Even Princess Shenxiu fell into his hands."

"I think he must have practiced the legendary Joy Zen."

"Hahaha~"

The disciples of Qinghong Villa laughed.

It is well known that the fourth-generation abbot of Killing Temple once practiced "Joy Zen", which was criticized by the world.

So he deliberately used this to anger Luqi.

Luqi was furious. This was clearly to regulate her breath.

I am a married woman, so I immediately offered a palm.

A bamboo shadow that split the air was met with.

These palms made bamboo sounds, and they were extremely light.

As soon as they were released, the palm wind was already on him.

However, the people of Qinghong Villa were not ordinary people.

With a cold snort, the long sword at his waist was already unsheathed.

Swish~

The sword cut the bamboo shadows, and the wind rustled.

The long sword swung, and a layer of water vapor rolled up in the air.

The air was just a little cold, and the water vapor turned into a rope condensed from clear water, and bound Luqi.

"Qinghong Tiaotiao."

Hualala~

The rope made of water was about to attack.

Luqi had already condensed the energy in her palm.

Just when she was about to wave her palm to meet it.

Ming Jiang, who had been sitting upright, suddenly threw back his sleeves.

He didn't even turn his head.

It was just such an ordinary action.

Hualala~

An invisible sword energy flew out, and the water flow in the air seemed to be cut off by something, and was beaten into water mist again, and then disappeared.

The man from Qinghong Villa was surprised. Although his previous move "Qinghong Tiaotiao" was not a profound move, he had practiced it for a long time and thought he had some spirit.

But Ming Jiang didn't even turn his head, just flicked his sleeves and easily resolved this move.

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