Chapter 37

"After Zhang Wuji has learned his magic skills, he still knows to leave a" Zhang Wuji buries the Scriptures here. "Duan Yu's appearance is a little too ugly." Song Qingshu is in a bad mood when he thinks of Zhang Wuji.

"I seem to remember that the fairy sister in the painting was not wearing a piece of thread, demonstrating the direction of each acupoint," Song Qingshu thought. He suddenly showed a smile of understanding. It was all men. He would have treasured it and would not like to leave it to others.

Now that Duan Yu has learned Beiming and Lingbo Weibu, I don't know if he has learned the six pulse sword. Song Qingshu is not willing to go all the way to Tianlong temple.

The nine Yin manual six meridian swords the nine Yin manual and the God bless you.

Dali's heart to the Buddha, a listen to him to go to Tianlong temple, passers-by are eager to guide, but when song Qingshu came to Tianlong temple outside, it was dark.

"Now all the sects in the Wulin treasure their swords so much that they don't even pass them on to the layman disciples of Duan style. It must be impossible for me to borrow them." Song Qingshu thinks about it. He can't use his ability to see it immediately. He must be a gentleman. He doesn't have any psychological burden of stealing. Anyway, he doesn't steal it. Just read it once. Can a scholar be considered a thief?

Turning around the wall of Tianlong temple, he found a secluded place. With a slight leap, song Qingshu fell into it without a sound. He hid his tracks all the way and searched while exploring. After passing Yaotai, the capital of Qing Dynasty, wutianjing, Sanyuan palace, Touliu grand scholar's temple, Yuhua temple and Prajna terrace, he came to several pine houses, which was quite different from the feeling of splendor, I'm afraid that's where the withered face of the book lies.

Carefully jumped to the roof, gently opened a tile, song Qingshu brow suddenly wrinkled up.

It turned out that the six monks in the house were sitting on the futons around them. They had a calm look and a long breath. At first sight, they were the people with excellent practice.

"It's not easy to do now," Song Qingshu breathed out involuntarily. "The six monks of Tianlong are here. Jiumozhi can't take them. I'm afraid I'm hopeless."

"Since you are here, why don't you show up?" As soon as the words of the monk facing the wall came down, he raised his thumb and shot a hot sword. Song Qingshu was shocked. He used his power to break through the roof and fell into the house safely.

"If I visit your temple late next night, I will offend you a lot. I hope some of you, Haihan." As soon as Song Qing's calligraphy assistant came to the ground, Shi ran gave a salute.

All the monks in the room had already opened their eyes and looked at him. Zen master Kurong still faced the wall with a sneer: "your words are respectful, but your deeds are sneaky. I don't know what you want to do when you visit late at night."

Song Qingshu hesitated a little, and it seemed that there was no hope of quietly learning from the Scriptures. He had to follow jiumozhi's example and said, "although I'm humble, I've heard that the six pulse sword of your temple is the best sword technique in the world. However, I happened to see fengqingyang's Dugu Jiujian in Huashan before. It's really the nature of heaven and earth. I can't imagine that there is a more powerful sword technique than Dugu Jiujian. I came to your temple this time to see the six pulse divine sword spectrum with my own eyes and compare it with Dugu Jiujian in my memory to see who is the best sword technique in the world. "

After listening to his words, several monks in the house began to talk about it one after another. Huashan swordsman is famous in the world, and he is known as the best swordsman in the world. His Dugu Jiujian monks have long been fascinated by it. Today, when song Qingshu mentions it, many people are thinking about it.

But Kurong didn't move, his voice was hoarse and cold: "if you want to see the six pulse sword, why do you need to see the sword spectrum? I hope you can give me some advice. "

It seems that jiumozhi has already been to Tianlong temple. Song Qingshu sighs that he is still behind the plot. The monks stand in the middle of the scene and surround themselves in the middle. He says with a wry smile: "it seems that the king of the great wheel Ming has visited your temple, and the rumor that the six pulse sword has been burned is true. Although there are many interruptions in this trip, there are no evil deeds. The eminent monks are merciful and hope that it will be convenient for them to let them go. "

The crowd looked at each other in surprise. How did he know such a secret thing? Ben Chen, who was the emperor of Baoding, worried about the safety of his nephew Duan Yu and said anxiously, "since you know such a secret thing so clearly, you must have something to do with Jiu Mozhi. Please stay." Finish saying ring finger a little, a record of Guan Chongjian shot out.

At this time, song Qingshu wanted to slap himself with a big mouth. If he left, he would leave. He had to pretend to sigh about the plot. Now he was struck by thunder, right?

Although the heart is chagrined, the body shape is not slow, a flash body escaped a sword of this dust. The monks in the room saw that Ben Chen started to help. For a moment, the sword in the room was strong and the sound of breaking the air was like wind and thunder.

Song Qingshu was forced into a mess. Although the six pulse sword was invisible, it was lucky that he could peep through the fingers of the sword.

The light propagated along a straight line. Song Qingshu noticed the angle of each person's fingers when using the sword, and he could roughly infer where the six pulse sword would be fired from. Therefore, although he was in a mess on the ground, he was not in danger. Thanks to the junior high school physics teacher

"Good body method!" Zen master Kurong, who had never done so, praised him, raised his thumbs, and Shaoshang's swordsmanship came out immediately.

The practice of Kun wing Zen master was much higher than the other five monks. The other five monks made the nine Yin manual, but they did not really hurt the Song Qing book. Although Kurong didn't look back, the two swords were aimed at the gap between the changes of song Qingshu's body shape, when the old force was old and the new force was not born.

Because he had to dodge the sword Qi of the other five monks, song Qingshu's angle on the ground was sealed by the two swords of Kurong, but he had to take the risk to soar.

Kurong smiles. As expected, the two swords are shot out. At this time, Song Qing's book is in the air, and there is no place to borrow. If he gets a sword, he will be seriously injured and captured.

Song Qingshu was dignified, flustered but not confused. When he stepped on the tip of his left foot on the back of his right foot, he rose a few feet out of thin air, just avoiding the two swords of Kurong. He knew that it would be sooner or later for him to hit the sword if he let the others shoot down. He quickly launched a counterattack.

He drew a semicircle with his left hand and pushed it out with his right hand. It was the "strong dragon with regret" of the 18 dragon subduing palms. Kurong felt a powerful wave coming. He had just released his sword Qi, but he didn't fully adjust his breath, so he didn't dare to take it. He quickly got up and flashed aside. He saw that the original Futon was scattered by the palm wind, and he was shocked: "18 dragon subduing palms?"