The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 178: A Tiger Falls In Pingyang, How Can Wild Dogs Bully It? (seeking subscription)
"Operation Shallow Water... Well, it should be called Operation Death..."

Sitting in the inn, Hao Jian muttered to himself.

Although Pang Ban was severely injured by Li Ruohai, it's not like these people can touch porcelain...

What's more, Pang Ban is not alone, and has a large number of masters under his command!

Still the same sentence, if Pang Ban doesn't take the initiative to find trouble with the alliance of the eight factions of Jianghu and Baidao... they will already be counted as high incense!
At this moment, Fan Liangji and Gan Luo came in with their shoulders crossed, with satisfied smiles on each other's faces...

"Lord of the mountain, it's really a loss for you not to go tonight..." Gan Luo said with a smile on his face.

Fan Liangji also nodded, "Extremely extreme! Tonight's oiran...is really extraordinary! That figure, that skill...tsk tsk, makes me linger..."

"Craft?" Hao Jian chewed on the word, and looked at Fan Liangji with a strange look.

"Lord of the mountain, although you didn't go, our old man still remembers you! This is the wine made by Oiran Xiuxiu himself!" Gan Luo took out a jar as if offering a treasure.

"Then... let's have a drink with Yue?" Hao Jian smiled.

"Okay!" Fan Liang said happily.

It can be seen that the relationship between Fan Liangji and Gan Luo is quite harmonious now...

After all... we met Pretty Woman in the alley together!
After drinking for three rounds, Fan Liangji's heart moved, and suddenly he said in a low voice: "Brother Hao, brother Gan, I would like to ask, is there any secret in our mountain city that should not be passed on?"

Hao Jian looked at Fan Liangji with a half-smile, and said flatly: "The secret is that no second person should know."

Fan Liangji smiled and said: "I understand, I understand, I understand everything! Isn't it... There are three of us here now, so there is no need for the second person to know..."

Gan Luo was taken aback, and looked at Fan Liangji with admiration in his eyes!
That's what I said... there's nothing wrong with it!

Hao Jian didn't expect that Fan Liangji would be able to say such reasonable words after being married...

It was as if the seal had been unlocked.

He pondered for a while, looked around deliberately, and then lowered his voice and said: "Our mountain city actually has two very big secrets! And as the owner of the mountain, I hold the top secret of the mountain city! Be careful that the walls have ears!"

As soon as the words fell, Hao Jian and Fan Liangji looked at the front, back, left, right, up and down at the same time...

Gan Luo was completely confused...

"What's the secret... I, the former mountain master, the current deputy mountain master, don't you know? Also, you are all super masters, Lao Fan, you are known as the king, and your stealing skills and ear skills are unparalleled in the world. Are there any eavesdroppers around you who can hide it?" Have you? Are you such a big and small monster?"

Hao Jian looked at Gan Luo, "Old Gan, you are good at everything, but you are too old-fashioned! You don't understand the sense of ceremony! If you continue like this, you will be kicked out of the funeral team..."

Gan Luo: "..."

The sense of crisis of falling out of favor strikes again!

Hao Jian said solemnly: "The secret I have is... as far as I know, the mountain city... I don't know anything!"

Fan Liang was taken aback, "This..."

A flash of light flashed in Gan Luo's mind, as if he understood something, he immediately said: "That's right! And the secret I have is..."

"What is it?" Fan Liangji asked.

Qian Luo imitated the example, looked around first, and then slowly said: "Many years ago, this secret was quite a big deal, and the whole city went crazy! It's really big, but it's not particularly big. If you want to say it's small, it's not particularly small. I think it's quite big, but it's not too big, but it's not small. Everyone thinks it's very big, but I don't think it's that big, but you Let's say it's small, this matter is not small..."

Fan Liangji scratched his ears with a dazed expression on his face...

"Old Gan! Why are you telling me such a big secret now!" Hao Jian suddenly raised his voice, "Do you still think I am the lord of the mountain city?"

Stern!

But there was a child-teachable smile in his eyes, as if to say: "Okay, old man, you are on the way!"

Gan Luo hurriedly said: "It's the subordinate's fault...the subordinate...the main thing is that the subordinate doesn't know what to say when he doesn't know what to say..."

"Forget it this time, it's not an example!" Hao Jian said.

"Yes, Lord of the Mountain!" Gan Luo said with emotion.

Fan Liangji shook his head, then smiled and said, "What kind of secret is your secret? Look at you! Let me tell you a secret, and that is the real big secret! After all, my ear skills are unparalleled in the world, and the secret I heard ...How can it be small?"

"What big power?" Hao Jian asked curiously.

Fan Liangji looked at Hao Jian and Qian Luo, and then glanced up, down, left, right, front, back, and front, before lowering his voice: "The head of Cihang Jingzhai, the 43-year-old Yan Jingan, do you know who he is?"

"I know!" Gan Luo's expression became a little excited, "Is it Yan Jingan's private matter?"

"My God! Is it so amazing?" Hao Jian covered his mouth and said.

Fan Liangji nodded proudly, "Yan Jingan, 23 years ago, was actually a 20-year-old girl... As for the secret you mentioned, I also understand! In fact, what we are talking about is related, in other words, Yan Jingan was 20 years old. When I was [-] years old... I gave myself to Pang Ban, and there was a lot of trouble, but you have never known about this matter, Brother Hao! This is so confidential..."

In other words, Yan Jingan was not present. If Yan Jingan heard about this, it would be strange if he had to fight these three bitches!

Take the bamboo shoots...

"Shanzhu, I really have a secret information I want to tell you." Gan Luo straightened his face and said solemnly.

"Finish." Hao Jian smiled lightly.

Gan Luo said in a deep voice: "The matter of Pang Ban's serious injury has long been seen by those who are interested in Jianghu... The Baidao Alliance intends to take advantage of the fire to loot, should we join in the fun?"

Hao Jian smiled and said, "There's nothing wrong with you, why not?"

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In the heart of Liuxin Lake, Qin Mengyao's sword heart became firm again.

At this moment, "Amitabha!"

A Buddha's horn sounded from the willow forest by the lake, and it was transmitted like a Hong Zhong Dalu. There was a deep power in the voice, which made people unconsciously feel a sense of reverence.

Pang Ban's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "It's finally here..."

Qin Mengyao turned her beautiful eyes, and saw a figure suddenly appearing on the top of a big willow tree.

An old monk in gray robe stood on a willow branch as thick as a little finger with one foot, his body swayed slowly with the branch, under a pair of long white eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be open and closed, exuding a powerful and profound aura.

"Poor monk 'Bodhi Garden' Fa Ke, I have met Mr. Pang." As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Qin Mengyao again, "Miss Mengyao, how is your teacher?"

Qin Mengyao heard the old monk's dissatisfaction with her, and said lightly: "Mengyao has been away from fasting for a long time, so it is difficult to answer the master's question."

Bodhi Garden is one of the eight alliances of Jianghu Baidao. The other seven schools are Shaolin, Wudang, Changbai, Xining, Ruyun Taoist Temple, Gujianchi, and Scholarly Family.

Among them, Shaolin and Wudang are the most famous, and Bodhi Garden has always been at the bottom...

But there are old monks of this level of skill and power in the Bodhi Garden, one of the lowest ranks. It is conceivable that Jianghu Baidao has cultivated a group of masters after accumulating energy over the years.

But these masters, in the eyes of Pang Ban and Qin Mengyao... that's all...

Pang Ban looked at the old monk and said with a smile: "Little monk, I think you are only fifty years old, but you have whitened your eyebrows too! This must be because you have reached No. 17 of the 'Bodhi Heart Skill'. If you don't mind, will you practice to the No. 18 extreme limit of white eyebrows turning black, long eyebrows and short again within a hundred days?"

The old monk was shaken all over, and his spiritual momentum suddenly declined.

He didn't expect Pang Ban to be so terrifying. Not only did he see through the depth of his skill at a glance, but he also judged that he only needed a hundred days of hard work to advance to the eighteenth level of perfection...

This is also his only spiritual loophole now, because he didn't want to be dispatched here by the Eight Sect Alliance, and wanted to work hard for another hundred days to complete the perfection that no one in the "Bodhi Garden" has been able to achieve since the establishment of the Sect. The only good chance to eliminate Pangban, for the sake of the overall situation, finally came as ordered...

But in the deepest part of his heart, this contradiction has always made him feel like a stick in his throat...

Now that Pang Ban so easily speaks out, one word breaks his calm state of mind...

I haven't made a move yet, and my mood is already dusty!
"Magician, can you let them go for Mengyao's sake?" Qin Mengyao said softly.

"I'm sorry, no! I have to kill a few clowns who are overwhelmed tonight!" Pang Ban said indifferently, looking at the old monk with murderous eyes.

Fa Ke was stared at by Pang Ban's eyes, and felt chills all over his body, and unconsciously thought that if he died here, he would have achieved the achievement of "Bodhi Heart Gong" that no one has practiced to perfection for hundreds of years. Wouldn't it just be shattered...

With a flick of his sword, Qin Mengyao sensed that the old monk Fu Ke's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and could not help but sigh: "You have already lost..."

"Bodhi Heart Skill", as the name suggests, focuses on the spirit of the mind. Once the mind is dusty, even half of the strength of the body cannot be displayed...

The old monk Fuke suddenly remembered the teachings of his master, "You never know how the magician will defeat you, but when you think about it afterwards, you will always be convinced."

He didn't agree with this sentence before, but now, he has a real experience!

If you don't move, move, move, just say a word, you will lose, and you will be convinced...

Fu Ke let out a long sigh, full of despair...

Dozens of years of penance, lost in a word!

Moreover, he no longer has the heart to challenge, even if he goes back, there is no hope of improving his skills in this life...

The raft can no longer speak, how elegant it is when it comes, and how lost it is when it leaves...

The "Shallow Water Operation" of the Eight-Faction Alliance has just been implemented, and it has already fallen into a passive position!
So much so that the other masters who came from all directions and lurked around were a little hesitant...

After all, who would have thought that Bodhi Yuan, one of the [-] seed players in "Operation Shallow Water"... would be so fragile?

After a moment of silence, another voice came from the lakeside, "Old Pang is indeed a Gedai magician who has ruled the world for [-] years. Just a few words can shake the mind of the Bodhi Garden master and retreat without a fight! Xiaodao is really admired... ..."

A fat man in Taoist robes turned out from the woods. He looked about 50 or [-] years old, and he looked quite happy.

"Under Wudang's sect, I have met the magician and Miss Qin."

"And us!"

Three figures appeared on the other side.

"Gu Jian Chi Leng Tiexin!"

"Go out of the clouds and watch the clouds clear!"

"Xining Shaqianli..."

The fifth of the eighteen seed masters has appeared!

The corner of Pang Ban's mouth curled up into a smile, and he swiped the oar with his left hand. While the boat was moving sideways by Zhang Xu, he threw the other oar with his right hand.

"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow shot out through the water, exactly where the boat was just now.

Still at the same time, in the direction where the oars flew out, a mysterious man dressed in black and who did not want to be named jumped out of the water, but just hit the oncoming oars...

Pass through the chest!

A rain of blood...

A group of masters of Bai Dao were collectively speechless, and Pang Ban completely predicted their prediction...

"Hiss..." The sound of inhalation continued.

The three of Hao Jian who came on the moon happened to see this scene...

"Worthy of being a magician..." Fan Liangji sighed, "Longyu shallow water is not a trick for shrimps! Tigers fall in flat sun, how can these wild dogs be able to bully them?"

Hearing this, all the white masters turned pale!

"Hahahaha...Brother Fan is outspoken..." Pang Ban said with a long smile.

In fact, with the intelligence network of the Magician's Palace and Pang Ban's sophistication, how could he not know about "Operation Shallow Water"?
This is just a trap he set up with his plan, using himself as bait...

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, several figures floated over and surrounded Pang Ban faintly, blocking all his escape routes.

"'Bladeless Knife' Xie Feng, I heard that you recently sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man, tsk tsk, my condolences!" Pang Ban said with a smile.

The tall, thin, middle-aged man's eyes are tearing open...

Xie Qinglian, the victim of the Han Mansion massacre... was his son!
"The scholarly family Xiang Qingqiu and his wife Yunshang have met all the masters." A middle-aged man and woman who looked like a couple of gods came out of the forest slowly.

With such a luxurious lineup, even Gan Luo felt his scalp tingling...

But Pang Ban still had the usual expression on his face.

"Shaolin Reluctant, I have seen the mage, and I ask the mage to give me some advice!" Reluctant, dressed in a moon-white monk robe, walked slowly from the forest, "Hey, it turns out that the two mountain masters of the 'Bad Holy City', Your Excellency 'The Lone Bandit' also came as promised, but the poor monk misunderstood the attitude of the mountain master..."

"Hehe!" Hao Jian said with a half smile, "Do you think I am here to help you, or to collect your corpse?"

"Sword Monk" didn't change his expression, "Both are fine."

In addition to one dying and one retreating, there were already ten strong men surrounding Pang Ban, the atmosphere gradually stagnated, and a big battle was imminent.

Pang Ban looked at it reluctance, and for the first time showed some seriousness in his eyes, "You are the apprentice of Monk Juejie, are you reluctant?"

"Good, good! It's rare that the magician still remembers the teacher. As of today, the teacher has been killed by the magician for 30 years, five months and six days. This hatred, the little monk has never forgotten it for a moment!" Bushe said calmly.

"That's right, you've come up with the ingenuity to combine Shaolin's mental method and double-cultivation skills into one. You have ideas, courage, and courage! Eighteen masters, you should be respected!" Pang Ban said seriously.

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