Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 14
"I'm going!"

Wu Xin straightened up, nodded to Qi Lin, and opened his sleeves: "It's a great honor to trouble the Chief Inspector Xiang to come all the way to find me as a little monk!"

Unintentionally landed in the yard, the moon-white robe matched with the alluring face, attracting everyone's attention.

"Smells off!" Xiao Se snorted coldly.

"I think you think Wuxin looks better than you, so you're jealous." Lei Wujie teased Xiao Se mercilessly.

But noticing Xiao Se's murderous eyes, he closed his mouth knowingly and retracted his head.

"You are sensible." Xiao Se ignored this silly boy, turned to look at Qi Lin who was surrounded by pigeons, and asked, "Hey, Mr. Jinxian is not easy to deal with, if you don't go down to help, you won't get hurt if you don't want to. "

Qi Lin waved his hand indifferently: "Why should I go down?"

"Isn't Wuxin your friend?" Xiao Se looked at Qi Lin's leisurely look, and was very surprised. He thought Qi Lin would desperately protect Wuxin from harm.

"Wuxin is my friend, not my son." Qi Lin said slowly: "He is an adult, he knows what he wants to do, and he also knows what he should do. All I have to do is to ensure that he does not become this whirlpool. I can't control everything else."

"That's the truth!" Xiao Se nodded, feeling a little lonely suddenly, he suddenly thought of the dead Uncle Wang.

"Superintendent." Wu Xin clasped her hands together, bowed her head slightly and saluted.

"Don't call me the chief supervisor, only the one in the palace can be called the chief supervisor." Jinxian smiled softly, and silently pointed to the sky.

"Grandpa Jinxian." Wuxin changed the title, still respectful.

Jinxian still didn't buy it, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm really not used to you being so polite. Where did the little friend in white who was drinking tea with me back then go?"

"Back then you came to me for tea, but now you are here to kill me." Wu Xin put away her smile in an instant, her eyes were cold.

"I have to obey the order of the man in the palace, but I can still do it to save your life." Jinxian started to walk forward.

"Let's go there!" Wuxin was really tired of hearing such words: "I'm not used to putting my life in other people's hands, so I can only refuse Eunuch Jinxian's kindness."

"That's not what you said to that Qi Lin." Jinxian stopped, with a faint smile on his face.

Wuxin clasped her hands together and said with a smile, "Qi Lin is Qi Lin, what about the others..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the smile on his face said it all.

At this time, Wang Rensun, who arrived first, couldn't listen anymore. He waved the Jiedao in his hand and shouted: "Elder-in-law Jinxian, don't go too far."

"If you want to take someone away, ask me first!"

Wang Rensun swung the saber with all his strength, and the aura of the saber filled the space in front of him in an instant, even squeezing out the air.

Jinxian was expressionless, just holding the hilt of the sword.

But just as his Fengxue sword showed its edge, Wuxin suddenly blocked Wang Rensun, Jie Dao landed on his neck and stopped moving.

"What? You can't cut it down this time?"

Wuxin didn't look back, but the taunting words hurt people more than the sharpest knife in the world, opening Wang Rensun's scar.

"You..." Wang Rensun lost all his strength, he couldn't even hold the Jie Dao, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

"Our account will be settled later!"

After finishing speaking, Wuxin looked at Jinxian and said with a smile: "Since the father-in-law is here for me, please use the sword!"

Wuxin jumped up, his sleeves spread out like flying wings, and his robe fluttered like a god.

Jinxian finally pulled out his sword. At that moment, everyone in the temple felt the bone-chilling chill, and where the frosty sword pointed, it instantly condensed.

Jinxian said loudly: "I heard that you have learned the 32 secret arts of Luochatang, let me see it!"

Wuxin smiled slightly, her evil temperament reached its peak, she waved her long sleeves, and her whole body was like a flying crane in the clouds, spinning and leaping in place.

In an instant, that Wuxin appeared in the yard, each white figure was dancing in different poses, but they were all vaguely visible.

"Okay, the demon dance requires eight people, but you danced alone. You are indeed a genius, but this dance is still too deserted."

Jinxian half admired, half belittled.

Wuxin remained unmoved, and just continued to walk leisurely.

"Don't look!" Xiao Se hurriedly turned his back, "This monk is really evil!"

"What's wrong?" Lei Wujie frowned slightly, but didn't feel anything.

"There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures that when Sakyamuni was awakened, the heavenly demon was afraid and sent eight daughters to dance around Sakyamuni in order to destroy his practice. According to this, the people of Tantric Buddhism developed a sorcery. suffer forever."

Qi Lin rubbed his nose, stared at Wuxin's figure and smiled, "But Wuxin's dance is just based on lust, it's too superficial, and I haven't practiced well at all."

"Then what does it mean to be good at practice in your eyes?" Xiao Se looked at Qi Lin with strange eyes.

"The so-called heavenly demon is bewitching the heart, and lust is only the most superficial level. You can use the warmth of your parents to make it dependent, use the death of relatives and friends to make it angry, and use the joy of wife and children to make it arrogant..."

"All kinds of things in the world can be transformed into the dance, so that those who come will sink and never come back to life."

Qi Lin clapped his fingers and talked eloquently, with a very familiar look, wishing he could end up now to guide Wuxin.

"Do you understand this kind of sorcery?" Xiao Se looked at Qi Lin even more strangely.

"A little bit, a little bit!"

Qi Lin said a few words modestly. Back then, Tiaotiao went undercover in the Demon Sect to avenge his family. In order to conceal his Qingguang swordsmanship, he learned all the martial arts of the Demon Sect.

Although he didn't learn, he also learned a lot.

"I was wrong!" Xiao Se moved his body calmly, "You are more wicked than Wuxin."

"Brother Qi is a good man!" Lei Wujie didn't understand what Qi Lin said just now, and was anxious to defend him.

"Leijiabao is also a famous family after all, why did you come out of such a small rascal?" Xiao Se rolled his eyes at the silly and sweet Lei Wujie, and didn't want to talk to him.

Qi Lin's opinion on the Heavenly Demon Dance just now surpassed at least 80.00% of those who practiced Demon Art.

If you really want him to dance the Heavenly Demon Dance, even the eminent monks will perish.

"Wuxin, if you use this Heavenly Demon Dance to deal with me as an eunuch, you are just winking at the blind man!" Jinxian did not shy away from his eunuch status at all: "If you have no other skills, then go to hell!"

"break!"

Jinxian raised his sword to the sky, and the frosty air scattered in all directions, turning into sword energy, tearing through the barrier of the demon in an instant.

Then, he stabbed out with a sword, carrying the coldness from the snow mountain.

"He really wants to kill Wu Xin, why don't you help?" Xiao Se frowned.

Qi Lin still didn't move.

Wu Xin clasped his palms together, and a huge bronze bell full of scriptures appeared all over his body.

Eunuch Jinxian's sword pierced through the bronze bell, but stopped an inch in front of Wuxin's chest.

He was surprised for a moment, and seized the opportunity inadvertently, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and used the demon to lure.

"not good!"

Jinxian was taken aback for a moment, looking into those eyes, feeling as if his thoughts were drifting away...

When I was young, the pain of the city being destroyed and the family being destroyed resurfaced in my heart again.

A voice whispered in his ear, why don't we just understand it like this...

Then Wuxin took two steps back and said with a wry smile: "My father-in-law's heart is like a rock."

"Have you heard of Kunlun? It's a very cold place. It snows all the year round. It won't melt for a thousand years. I practiced swords there for six years, and my heart is as cold as the snow in Kunlun Mountains." No. Felix doesn't work for me."

Eunuch Jinxian said with cold eyes, "Die!"

The free heart clock was instantly torn apart by his sword.

Wuxin pulled back and retreated, Jinxian's frosty air hit him from all directions, almost enveloping him and freezing him into an ice sculpture.

Qi Lin suddenly appeared in front of Wuxin, the Changhong sword came out, the flames were blazing, and the shadow of the dragon swam around.

Then, when the frost and snow were gone, Jinxian retreated.

　Whisper for support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)