Auto Chess in the Heavens

Chapter 105 Lin has attracted much attention since his debut (please recommend)

An hour later, Huicong was all smiles, watching "Wan Jianyi" go away, and slowly beckoning.

"Brother, he has already gone far!" Huiming reminded.

"I know."

Huicong's smile gradually turned into resentment, what a goddamn liar this day, it turns out that this kid came to Shaolin to copy Buddhist scriptures is a fake, his real purpose is to borrow money!

He cheated on food and drink for a few days without giving him a penny, and before he left, he borrowed hundreds of taels of silver from him, what's the reason?

When did Shaolin suffer such a big grievance?
Since the establishment of the Shaolin sect, he has always been the one who took money out of other people's pockets, but he has never been taken from Shaolin's pockets!

This time, he, Huicong, really fell victim to this shameless "innate master".

He is huicong and will be engraved on Shaolin's pillar of shame, leaving a bad smell for 3000 years...

If it wasn't for sending this kid away as soon as possible, why would he do this?

After all, I, Master Huicong, really fought hard for Shaolin.

……

"Haha! Master, it's because of your pride. Before leaving, the abbot gave you so much money. It's amazing!"

Xiao Hei held a heavy package in his hand, with an exaggerated smile on his face.

Lin Lang curled his lips, "What is this? Back then, someone knelt down and begged me to be the elder of the strongest sect in Jianghu.

I was too lazy to go, but seeing her as a pitiful woman, I couldn't bear to refuse.

Speaking of which, your master and I have attracted much attention since our debut, these are trivial matters! "

Huh?I'm actually used to being called Master, it's hopeless...

Xiao Hei looked at Lin Lang with admiration in his eyes, thinking that the master really had thick thighs, so he had to hug him tightly.

"Don't look at me like that, disgusting!"

"Okay, master."

……

In the Sutra Pavilion, Wu Chan sat cross-legged on a futon, meditating quietly.

"Who!"

Suddenly, after a loud shout, he summoned up his pure and pure energy, and slapped his palm behind him.

"boom!!"

Clashing his palms together, he felt a stream of pure yang energy lingering in his palm like the scorching sun, and the heat wave hit his face.

He took half a step back, only to see a handsome man in Tsing Yi in front of him.

"Amitabha, who is here? Why did you break into the forbidden area of ​​the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures pavilion?" He asked with a serious face.

The young man in front of him has actually reached the innate state, his true energy is extremely pure, full of masculinity, which is moving.

He suddenly remembered that the same is true for the name "Wan Jianyi" that Huicong said today. He is only about twenty years old, and he has already achieved innate talent.

When did this innate expert appear everywhere like a Chinese cabbage?
"I order Linghu Chong, I was entrusted by others to take Grandmaster's life!" Linghu Chong clasped his fists and said.

As a pawn, he has his own personality. For the kind old man in front of him, he doesn't want to hurt his life.

But he will completely obey the chess master's orders, everything is based on obeying the chess master's orders!
If the chess master wants to kill anyone, he will kill him without any hesitation!
Wu Chan looked at the man in front of him, clasped his hands together, and said with compassion on his face: "Your Excellency is an innate master, and it is a pity that you will be manipulated by others!"

Linghu Chong said firmly, "Master, don't say too much, please!"

"Amitabha, don't blame me for being rude!"

After Wu Chan finished speaking, he stomped on his feet and rushed towards Linghu Chong. Surrounded by true energy in his palm, it turned into a golden palm print and slapped Linghu Chong.

Shaolin 72 stunts, powerful Vajra Palm!

"boom!"

Linghu Chong's face was serious, he didn't dare to neglect, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed in an instant, his mind was full of the meaning of Dugu Nine Swords.

Broken palm!
"Swipe!"

With three swords in a row, the long sword instantly pierced the weak point of the palm print, and immediately defeated the palm print.

"Good swordsmanship! Take another move from me!"

Wu Chan was delighted to see Lie Xin, his palms turned into claws, and with strength like a sharp sword, he grabbed it forward.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!
He has stayed in this Sutra Pavilion for decades, and he has already memorized Shaolin 72 stunts by heart.

But this does not mean that he can master these dozens of advanced martial arts.

From his point of view, martial arts are more important than they are numerous, and in the past few decades, he has only cultivated the Dragon Claw Hand and the Great Vajra Palm.

Now that the enemy is at hand, he can finally review the results of his decades of martial arts training!
When Linghu Chong saw this situation, he swung his long sword, his whole body was filled with zhenqi, and the long sword was filled with thick and pure yang zhenqi, he lowered his body and stabbed at the opponent.

"Swipe!"

"Clang clang clang..."

Under the boost of zhenqi, Wu Chan's fleshy palms seemed to be like gold and iron, and the sword was hard to hurt. After several moves, the two each stepped back a few steps and stood facing each other.

At this time, Linghu Chong felt a little emotional. When he upgraded to two stars that day, the alien internal energy in his body was purified by an inexplicable force and transformed into pure innate true energy.

Then he learned the Nine Suns Divine Art given by the chess master, and the purity of his true energy went up to a higher level.

Although his Nine Suns Divine Art has not yet been completed, and his true energy cannot sustain him for a long time, but with his current strength, he is not inferior to this old monk.

If he had the strength before he learned the Nine Suns Divine Art, even if he possessed the Dugu Nine Swords, he would be invincible against this old monk with pure qi and back-to-basics moves.

Shaolin 72's unique skills are indeed well-deserved.

If you compare those swordsmanship of Huashan, it is simply shit!

"Amitabha, this benefactor, you and I are evenly matched.

The sound of fighting has already been heard, my Shaolin disciple will come soon, I am afraid that the person behind you will not be able to fulfill his wish! "Wu Chan said calmly.

Linghu Chong smiled slightly, "Master, I'm afraid I will disappoint you, Linghu Chong still has the last sword, please taste it!"

After finishing speaking, Linghu Chongfei stepped forward and confronted Wu Chan a few more moves.

"What's his plan?" Wu Chan couldn't help wondering while typing.

"boom!"

At this time, within Linghu Chong's body, a surge of sword intent soared into the sky, and within a radius of three feet, the fierce sword energy slowly passed by, like a forbidden area in the sword domain.

Dugu Swordsman 1: When the unit attacks, there is a 10% chance to enter the "No Sword" state, which lasts for ten seconds.

"This... this is that man's swordsmanship!"

Wu Chan's face changed drastically, and his heart was shocked. Is he the descendant of that person?
He couldn't help recalling in his mind, when he was a boy, a lonely figure, holding an ordinary willow branch, was besieged by several Shaolin masters with a single move.

In this battle, Shaolin's vitality was seriously injured, and the current situation in the world was uncertain, so it was decided to close the mountain.

After decades, he actually saw that person's peerless swordsmanship again!
Then he couldn't help feeling sad again, what a pity!He is going to die!

This sword, he knew in his heart that he couldn't take it at all!
"Uncle, who is it that trespassed on my forbidden area in Shaolin?"

"Bold thief, trespassing on the Sutra Pavilion in the middle of the night, all disciples follow me to take it down!"

……

A loud voice sounded, Wu Chan put his palms together, and he looked at Linghu Chong.

"Benefactor, can you let these innocent disciples go?" He asked softly.

Linghu Chong nodded.

Wu Chan said again: "Why did that man want the old monk's life?"

Linghu Chong waved his sword finger, the sword energy was like a dragon, moving with him, and shot towards Wu Chan.

"Because you are cowardly and strong enough!"

"boom!"

As the sword energy surged, half of the Sutra Pavilion collapsed, creating a mess.

Wu Chan lay in the ruins covered with scars, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Shaolin... Back then, I also hated foreigners...

(End of this chapter)