Martial Arts: Lin Shiyin beats him at the beginning

"Master Xiaoyue, it's not that we don't trust you.

I just have an urgent matter to find your father.

It is related to the survival of the righteous way of martial arts in the world.

Your father is known as a gentleman's sword in Jianghu.

I think that if he misses this matter, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Maybe it will be your fault then. "

Yue Lingshan rolled her eyes, then smiled and said:

"Guys, I understand.

You didn't invite the Huashan faction to join the siege of Guangmingding.

He came to invite my father to join, because he took a fancy to my father's reputation as a gentleman sword, right? "

Everyone didn't expect Yue Lingshan to be so smart.

Directly pointed out the thoughts in Master Kong Zhi's mind.

Master Kongzhi clasped his hands together and said with emotion:

"Amitabha.

It's ridiculous that the old monk thought that the head of Xiaoyue didn't know anything.

Looking at it now, instead, I underestimated the head of Xiaoyue! "

Yue Lingshan thought for a moment, then said:

"Since we have already spoken, Master Kongzhi, I might as well tell the truth.

I want the Huashan faction to join you and besiege Guangmingding together.

This is absolutely impossible.

As a righteous martial artist, how can he take the initiative to provoke a struggle?

If you want to see my father, you can.

But if you want to take my father to the light, I'm afraid it's impossible. "

Master Kongzhi's face sank, and he said:

"Oh? It sounds like Miss Yue imprisoned your father?"

Zhang Cuishan's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Yue Lingshan in surprise.

I thought to myself, if this is the case.

Then Yue Lingshan is not suitable to be his daughter-in-law.

He even dared to imprison his own father!

If you really marry Zhang Wuji in the future.

So how would she treat her father-in-law?

Don't you mean kill it?

Zhang Cuishan snorted coldly, and looked at Yue Lingshan with regret and sympathy.

Poor Yue Lingshan, no luck to be married by my child Zhang Wuji!

Immediately, Zhang Cuishan turned his gaze to Zhou Zhiruo who was at the side.

Nod slightly.

Or Zhou Zhiruo is good, beautiful and well-behaved, she will definitely be an obedient and virtuous daughter-in-law in the future.

Yue Lingshan smiled:

"Master Kongzhi don't talk nonsense, you need to keep in mind:

The monks do not lie.

After you finish eating, I will take you to meet my father.

But after meeting my dad, I hope you all go down here

No more entanglement. "

Yue Lingshan was smiling, but the domineering tone of her voice was undeniable.

……

Think about the cliff.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace."

Yue Buqun's eyes almost popped out!

Holding the cassock tightly with both hands, the nails began to turn white.

A feeling of dizziness rushed from the forehead to the whole body.

The eight blood-red characters are like lightning strikes,

Let Yue Buqun's blood surge, and his spirit was shocked.

"No wonder!

No wonder no one in the Lin family has practiced the evil sword manual since Lin Yuantu! "

The conditions for practicing the Evil Resisting Sword Manual are really too harsh.

A man can die while he is alive.

But without its own weapons.

That is worse than life and death.

Yue Buqun immediately wanted to throw away the cassock in his hand.

But the ambition and reluctance deep inside rose up like wildfire.

No!

If you don't practice the evil sword manual.

Then my life will stop here forever.

Live your life in vain!

Leader of the Five Sacred Sacred Mountains, leader of the Wulin Alliance, unifying the world...

All dreams will be completely dissipated.

Even if I can't even beat my own daughter!

live without dignity.

For Yue Buqun, this is even more uncomfortable than Zigong!

・・・ Flowers・・・・

Practice!

It's just from the palace.

Only when you suffer from hardships can you become a master!

Yue Buqun finally figured it out.

Put the cassock aside, and pick up the long sword with your right hand.

The blade of the sword sticks to the body,

He used a trick [Huashan Welcoming Pine]!

The severe pain made Yue Buqun's teeth ache, and he almost cried out.

Immediately run Zixia magic power to suppress the bleeding from the wound.

Carefully sit cross-legged.

Putting the cassock on his knees, he began to study the "Sword Manual of Disciplining Evil" seriously.

It has to be said that Yue Buqun, who came from the palace.

Immediately, I felt refreshed, and all distracting thoughts in my brain disappeared.

Soon entered the learning state.

His own cultivation has started to improve in a rare way!

......................................

This made Yue Buqun happy.

Zigong is really useful!

Yue Buqun smiled and closed his eyes.

Begin to carefully understand the mysteries in the sword manual.

At the same time, adjust the true qi circulation route in your body.

……

"Who the hell! Killed my iron pot so far!"

Feng Qingyang burst into tears, looking at the shards of the iron pot on the ground heartbroken.

Calloused hands tremblingly touched the fragments.

It was like stroking the dead body of an old friend.

Lianxing's excitement about finding the iron pot is under the influence of Feng Qingyang's tragic mood.

I can't be happy either.

Lian Xing whispered:

"Young master, I found the iron pot, when will you paint for me?"

Bai Wuyou patted Lian Xing on the head:

"Don't worry, I will do what I say, and wait for the things here to end.

I will draw for you. "

Lianxing nodded, revealing a slight smile.

Looking at Feng Qingyang's appearance, Bai Wuyou said:

"Old man, a dead person cannot be brought back to life, and a broken pot cannot be restored.

My condolences. "

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Chapter 312 Master Kongzhi's King Kong is not bad, and the practice is not ugly

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Feng Qingyang shook his head, and buried the iron pot in the soil with a sad face.

He stood up and said angrily: