Chapter 91, Differentiation of Luck

Xichu, outside the wilderness
Chen Bangzhou waving a feather fan, walking on the Taiji Bagua Dojo.

"My lord, it took three years and nine months to complete the construction of the ashram. The artifacts and other items you arranged have been transported from Nantang." One person reported.

Chen Bangzhou nodded, took off his crown and feather fan, and put them on the mahogany tray.

Chen Bangzhou put on a Taoist robe, held a seven-star mahogany sword, and stepped forward, chanting words.

After a set of rituals was completed, the situation stirred up and gathered in Xichu.

Chen Bangzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly: "The luck lost by Da Chu should be made up at last, let him have a look when he comes back."

"How did you know?"

Mu Mingkong said proudly: "I have lived in Mustard City for decades, and I have fought against the world's best masters. Apart from strengthening the foundation of martial arts, I will also inquire about some secrets."

Jiang Wangsheng asked: "Which class is the current level of the sword god?"

Mu Mingkong replied: "In a battle at sea, Eternal Sky will be a bit tricky. If it is a battle on land, it will probably be at the level of the sword armor old man."

He asked again: "If you were you today, how would you break the situation?"

Jiang Wangsheng said with a smile: "Just like you, it's wrong to drop ten with one force, but for me, it's a sword!"

Mu Mingkong laughed out loud.

"Buddha light on your body?" Jiang Wangsheng asked.

Mu Mingkong snorted coldly, "It's Beichan Temple's method."

"It's also his plan?"

Mu Mingkong nodded, "Probably yes. It has been planned for more than ten years, but only now, this chess player is really scary. If you deal with him, be careful."

Jiang Wangsheng nodded slightly.

"I can remind you that although that chess player is sophisticated, he is not a martial arts practitioner. In other words, his martial arts realm has not reached the level of you and me."

Mu Mingkong paused, and continued: "He didn't expect how much power an innate master of the heavenly realm would have, so his plan would come to nothing."

Jiang Wangsheng said: "After you broke through the Buddha's light, I noticed that Beili's luck has been lost."

"It's the unborn old monster from Beichan Temple. Apart from the counselor, he is the only one who plans this time." Mu Mingkong put down his teacup, "His purpose is to control my physical body and try to take me away, but in the end he was caught." I broke free and I'm probably dead now."

Jiang Wangsheng suddenly said, "So that's how it is. First let you practice the secrets of Beichan Temple, let you lay the foundation of Buddhist skills, and then let that Duoshe. From then on, Beichan Temple and Beili are really in the bottom of the world." .”

"This Beili is really deceiving people too much." Mu Mingkong hammered the tea case, "In the future, if you lack a master in the battle against Beili, I can help you once."

"Thank you." Jiang Wangsheng said happily.

After some pleasantries, Jiang Wangsheng left, while Mu Mingkong retreated to consolidate his foundation, especially to completely cut off the means imposed by Buddhism on him.

Mustard outside the city
"Amitabha, female benefactor, saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and please release General Mu." Monk Sanzang clasped his hands together and said to Wu Qiling.

Daoist Human Desire licked his lips, "Female sword fairy, I haven't played yet."

Anger flashed in Wu Qiling's eyes, he pointed his sword at the Daoist Master of Human Desire, and said coldly: "One more look, and I'll cut off your head."

"Oh, the little beauty is angry, don't worry, don't worry. Later, I will help you vent your anger." The Taoist master of human desire was full of lust.

"Don't you want his life?" Wu Qiling sneered, and threw Mu Yunshan to Chen Xuan'an, "His meridians have been sealed, take him well."

"Yes, Master."

Human desire Taoist "tsk tsk" twice, "Do you really think that you can compete with me if we talk about the top ten on the list?"

"if not?"

Wu Qiling drew out the sword, the sword intent was cold and biting, like a winter hurricane, and another sword, as gentle as snow, filled with gloomy ice murderous intent.

Daoist Human Wanted to connect two moves, his face was calm, but he secretly said in his heart: "What a powerful sword technique, her martial arts has also improved a lot."

Sanzang said in his heart: "The Daoist Master of Human Desire is held back. With the strength of me and Tong Shizhu alone, we are not the opponents of the four ninth ranks. Now, we can only wait for Senior Saber God."

The human desire Taoist slapped a palm, attacking Wu Qiling with internal force, trying to seduce her emotions and desires.

"Looking for death!" Unexpectedly, Wu Qiling had no effect, and slashed at his neck.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Daoist Renyu was dripping with cold sweat and touched his neck. He almost confessed that he was in this mustard city.

"Why won't you be affected?" The Taoist Master Human Desire asked, and then looked at Taoist Priest Qingchen and Songtao, "Even the stinky Taoist priests of Heming Mountain are hard to resist."

Wu Qiling remained silent.

He had just experienced Yang and Xia's incident, and he had already sealed his heart with heavy snow, how could he be affected by this lust?

Yang Yuxia has a strong personality, and a strong masculinity is rooted in his blood, so Wu Qiling's martial arts surpassed him and became his depression.

When Wu Qiling saw Yang and Xia Shi for the first time, he was full of joy. He thought it was his initiative to wait, but he had no choice but to show sympathy.

At this moment, Bai Yueguang turned into grains of rice, worthless.

"Senior Sword God" Daoist Qingchen walked out.

A down-and-out middle-aged man stepped forward and appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Jiufeng glanced at Mu Yunshan, pointed at him, and said, "Give him to me, you go."

"This"

Yan Jiufeng looked at Wu Qiling and said, "Including you, I can let you go."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan'an dumped Mu Yunshan to Song Tao, and rushed to Wu Qiling.

Wu Qiling was startled.

Song Tao rolled his eyes, and put his arms around Mu Yunshan's waist to control Mu Yunshan who was far taller than him.

Yan Jiufeng clutched his chest, sighed, and said, "Although I was injured by Mu Mingkong, it's more than enough to deal with you guys."

"Shuangyue Sword Immortal, you have been magnificent all your life, if you ruin your wisdom for one of my villains, it would be too unworthy." Yan Jiufeng said slowly.

Chen Xuan'an set up a posture to meet the enemy, and his true energy slowly gathered.

"Stop, are you dying?" Wu Qiling shouted.

"I..." Chen Xuan'an was at a loss for words, and looked at Yan Jiufeng warily.

Yan Jiufeng said: "I'm not going to kill a junior. Yun Shan's skill has been reduced by someone's internal power?"

Yan Jiufeng's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked at several people, "Sword Immortal, did you do it?"

"it's me!"

Jiang Wangsheng descended from the sky and stood in front of Yan Jiufeng.

Yan Jiufeng suffocated, his expression complicated, "Long time no see."

Jiang Wangsheng smiled, pointed at the three people behind him, and said, "Give them to me, and you go."

Yan Jiufeng lowered his head, angry in his heart, and his breath became heavier, like a dying and angry lion.

Jiang Wangsheng said righteously: "Beili's attacks on Western Chu are endless, so I want to invite them to visit Western Chu, let them see the beautiful mountains and rivers, customs and customs of Western Chu, so as to dissuade them from launching wars. A breach of the peace."

"Brother, you are going too far." Yan Jiufeng's tone was sour, he stopped looking at Mu Yunshan, like an incompetent father ashamed of his beloved child.

(End of this chapter)

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