Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 20 Hope to meet you again

Qi Lin roared, and Sikong Changfeng could only fly out.

He landed beside Qi Lin, and said with the method of sound transmission: "I originally planned to appear in a stylish way, but when you shouted it out with this voice, everything collapsed!"

Qi Lin shook his head helplessly, persuading him: "Third City Lord, you are a spear fairy! You are very stylish when you stop there, and you can be respected by doing nothing. This is called returning to basics!"

Sikong Changfeng stroked his beard and really thought about it.

Qi Lin looked at him in a daze, feeling helpless for a while.

Baili Dongjun, Li Hanyi, and Sikong Changfeng are indeed taught by one master, and they are all so unreliable in certain aspects.

"Wake up, Sancheng Lord!"

Qi Lin poked Sikong Changfeng, and the third city lord, who was thinking about how to improve his pretentious posture next time, woke up.

He watched Sikong Changfeng take a step forward, and everyone in Wushuang City became extremely nervous except Wushuang, so they turned and walked towards Wuxin and them.

"Brother Qi, is that really the Spear Fairy?" Lei Wujie was still bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't wait to ask Sikong Changfeng.

Qi Lin shook his head helplessly, pointing to his heart, the Bing Po Zhen Qi dispelled the anger that invaded his heart.

"Whether it's true or not, you can just ask Brother Tang Lian and Miss Qianluo directly."

Lei Wujie breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded his head a few times, and moved closer to Tang Lian.

"Stinky boy, you still run around with such a serious injury, you need martial arts to kill yourself!" Qi Lin cursed with a smile.

"Isn't this little guy like this?" Xiao Se lazily leaned against the pillar with a smile on his lips.

"Still too young?" Qi Lin sighed.

Xiao Se cast a strange look at him: "You are only in your early twenties, how can you say that others are young?"

"No way, who makes life always destroy me, a humble and powerless little person, I can only mature quickly."

Qi Lin spread his hands, laughing and laughing bleakly.

Xiao Se stared at Qi Lin for a while, then shook his head and said, "I find that you are sometimes more shameless than me."

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Qi Lin smiled and accepted the evaluation.

"Is nothing wrong with you?"

After the joke was finished, Qi Lin became serious.

Xiao Se frowned and said, "Just now he chanted for a long time 'one thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon', after you came, he closed his eyes and remained motionless like this."

Xiao Se moved away, revealing Wuxin.

Because of the dissipated of all the skills, Wu Xin, who was originally charming and handsome, became haggard in body and spirit.

"Aren't you good at medicine? Is Wuxin okay?" Xiao Se asked anxiously.

"It's okay!" Qi Lin gave the answer without looking at it.

"how do you know?"

"Because he's awake."

Xiao Se turned his head to look, and Wuxin had opened his eyes as expected. His originally bewitching eyes became clearer than ever before, as if they could reflect people's thoughts.

"Amitabha, it seems that the little monk is very lucky today. He not only understands the past grievances, but also hears Boss Xiao's concern for me."

"It's really gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate!"

Wu Xin clasped his hands together and smiled at the corners of his mouth. Although his body was still haggard, his spirit improved a lot.

Xiao Se only took one look and found something was wrong: "Why do I feel that you are more like a monk than before?"

"It's not the same." Qi Lin explained to him: "The Zen opportunity has arrived, Wuxin will get rid of all obsessions, transform the devil's heart into the Buddha's heart, and there will be no obstacles on the smooth path of Buddhism."

"How many magical powers have you learned?"

"It's still Qi Lin who understands me."

Wuxin nodded, and replied: "Heavenly ear, celestial eye, and divine foot. For the time being, I have only realized these three supernatural powers."

Qi Lin then asked seriously: "Then are you ready? Now is the time to make a choice."

Wuxin hesitated and asked, "What do you think I should do?"

Qi Lin shook his head and remained silent.

Wuxin immediately understood what he meant, it was up to her to decide.

"It's so difficult!"

Following this exclamation, the sound of sword chant like dragon chant and tiger roar spread in all directions.

As soon as Sikong Changfeng raised his hand, the door of the sword box next to Wushuang opened suddenly, the sword energy surged like a sea, and twelve flying swords flew out at the same time, rushing into the sky, like twelve swimming dragons flying.

"My sword is no better than Second Senior Brother, but I have practiced it for a few years, so you can take care of it."

Wushuang really widened his eyes, took a panoramic view of everything, and then said with sincere admiration: "The fairy character of Gun Immortal is really not for nothing. The twelve swords in Wushuang's sword box can only be controlled at the same time when they reach the realm of Sword Immortal .”

This fencing demonstration is not over yet.

The core of the Wushuang sword box spun wildly, a flame rose from the center of the sword box, and all the sword energy was concentrated on this sword, turning into countless wings.

"The Second Famous Sword in the World, Great Ming Suzaku." Even Xiao Se had only heard such news in legends, so he stared at it intently.

Qi Lin's reaction was average, but when the Great Ming Suzaku flew out, the sword box trembled slightly, and he asked, "Why are you also interested in this Great Ming Suzaku?"

The seven swords in the sword box lit up one after another, expressing their desire to fight with them.

"Unfortunately, this sword can't be controlled by people yet, and its intelligence is limited. If you want to fight it, fortunately, you have to wait."

Although Qi Lin was too lazy to fight Wushuang, he respected Qi Jian's wishes.

Hearing these words, Seven Swords immediately rested, and the sword energy overflowing the sword box also dissipated.

Sikong Changfeng waved his hand again, and the Great Ming Suzaku who turned into a fire bird flew around him, and then returned to their respective positions, and the door of the sword box was closed again.

Wushuang clasped his fists together: "Thank you, Gun Fairy, for your advice."

"It's rare to find a piece of talented and beautiful jade in Wushuang City, so don't use a butcher's knife to carve it. Please go back and tell Song Yanhui this sentence."

Lu Yudi dared not speak out.

Wushuang was not as angry as his senior brother, and responded with a smile: "If I can still remember, I must tell Master."

Sikong Changfeng turned around and stopped looking at him: "Let's go."

Lu Yudi took his people and prepared to leave.

Wushuang put the sword case on his back, and before he left, he did not forget Qi Lin and said: "That Qi Lin, next time we meet, you must have a sword questioning with me."

"When you can pick up the Great Ming Suzaku, I will definitely fight you." Qi Lin smiled and waved goodbye to him, he liked Wushuang quite a bit.

"Three masters."

"Father."

"City Lord Sikong."

Everyone saluted one by one, paying respects to Sikong Changfeng.

After coaxing his daughter, Sikong Changfeng looked down at Wuxin, and said loudly, "Xueyue City is here specially to send Ye Anshi back to the sect!"

At this time, two figures floated in the distance, they were the white-haired fairy Zi Yihou from Outer Heaven that day.

"It seems that you have seen them before?"

Wuxin knew that Qi Lin did not go to worship Master Wangyou, it must be for himself.

Qi Lin lowered his head, looked at Wuxin and said, "I told these two protectors that they can convince you that you can return to Heaven and Beyond."

"Uncle Yuji."

"Uncle Mo!"

The white-haired fairy holding the jade sword knelt down on the ground in an instant.

"Young Sect Master, Tianwaitian has been waiting for the Young Sect Master to return to the sect for 12 years!"

"Nowadays, all sects in the religion are torn apart, only Tianwaitian, and no one has ever left!"

"We are all waiting for the young suzerain to return to the sect and regain control of the overall situation!"

Wuxin smiled wryly, walked up to the white-haired fairy who was kneeling on the ground, and sighed: "Uncle Mo."

The white-haired fairy bowed her head and remained silent.

Wuxin took a deep breath and said, "I understand, let's go."

"Heartless!"

Qi Lin looked at the little monk, sighed, and only said: "Be cruel when you should be cruel."

Qi Lin told Wuxin.

And Wuxin told Lei Wujie to play more of the boxing he taught, and told Xiao Se that he hoped that he would never use the martial arts he taught.

Then he bid farewell to Wuchan, and after turning around, he jumped up, and Baifaxian and Ziyihou also jumped up to follow.

"Hope to meet you again!"

There is no trace of the monk's white robe anymore.

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