The heavens started from the Sun Moon God Religion

Chapter 155
Lu Jiu looked at Long Xiaoyun with a slight smile on his face.

Long Xiaoyun continued: "Why don't we exchange one thing for another? Mom can give the thing to you, but you also need to take out the thing in exchange.

I heard that the hero has many martial arts secret books in his hand. I think you have already learned all those martial arts secret books. If you exchange three martial arts secret books for what my mother has in your hand, you will not suffer any loss no matter what. "

"Little Cloud!"

Lin Shiyin's pretty face turned cold: "This thing is entrusted to me by an old friend, how can I hand it over!"

"Hahaha……"

"You are considered a smart person at this age to be so scheming!"

Lu Jiu looked at Long Xiaoyun with a trace of disdain on his face: "There are some similarities with your father Long Xiaoyun, but Lu is not Li Xunhuan!

Today, Lu will teach you the supreme truth about living in the world!If you want to negotiate with others, you must either have superior martial arts skills or have an overpowering force behind you!

If you don’t have these two things, then it’s a pity that your words are nothing more than bullshit! "

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Lin Shiyin and Long Xiaoyun changed drastically.

call!
At the moment when the two of them retreated, Lu Jiu's figure was erratic. The two of them felt that their eyes were blurred, and Lu Jiu's figure had already floated to their side.

"This is Xingyun..."

Before Long Xiaoyun could finish speaking, a hand had already pinched his throat.

"Little Cloud!"

Lin Shiyin was pulled to the ground and staggered, almost falling to the ground. When she looked up, she found that her son had been lifted in the air by Lu Jiu with one hand.

Her round little face turned red, and her hands desperately tried to pull down Lu Jiu's arm, but to no avail. Long Xiaoyun's breathing gradually became rapid.

"Madam, Lu's patience is limited. If you don't agree after three breaths, I will crush his throat bone with one hand!"

Lu Jiu's face was cold and he started to count: "One!"

"two!"

……

"stop!"

Lin Shiyin cried out and saw that Long Xiaoyun's breathing almost stopped, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"I give you!"

"Let go of Xiaoyun!"

Lu Jiu followed the words and threw the limp Long Xiaoyun to the ground, and pulled Lin Shiyin's Rou Yi. The jade hands were soft and boneless, and felt as smooth as jade, which actually made Lu Jiu's heart tremble.

"Mrs. Long, please?"

Lin Shiyin twitched her hand hard, but it couldn't move at all.

A trace of annoyance rose on her face, but Long Xiaoyun had already fainted, but she did not dare to resist at all.

In desperation, Lin Shiyin and Lu Jiu entered the back room together.

The bead curtain was opened, and a scent of fragrance and elegance hit her nostrils. Lu Jiu shrugged her nose and let Lin Shiyin lead her to the bookshelf in the wing.

Lin Shiyin turned a blue and white porcelain vase and heard a crisp click. A hidden compartment appeared behind the bookshelf with a classic book inside.

Lu Jiu reached out and took it out and took a look. The words 'Lianhua Baojian' were clearly visible on the page.

"Let me go!" Lin Shiyin said coldly.

Hearing this, Lu Jiu gently stroked the back of Lin Shiyin's hand with his fingers, and then let go of her hand.

After casually flipping through the contents of the treasure book, Lu Jiu's face lit up. Unexpectedly, in addition to Wang Lianhua's martial arts, it also recorded a secret skill of his mother, Fairy Yunmeng.

The magic that fascinates the mind and induces dreams!

This skill is the same as the soul-moving method in the Nine Yin Manual. It is an extremely rare spiritual and psychological skill. It is most suitable for controlling people's minds. Of course, if the target of the enchantment has a concentrated mind or strong martial arts, The effect of the method of enchanting the mind and inducing dreams will be much smaller.

"You've got the stuff! Leave now!"

Seeing that Lu Jiu had no intention of leaving, Lin Shiyin felt a little anxious.Lu Jiu smiled and suddenly stepped forward to face Lin Shiyin, and he could even feel her warm and moist breath.

Lu Jiu smiled evilly and suddenly tapped Lin Shiyin's mouth like a dragonfly touching water. Then he waved his robe sleeves and a wisp of breeze blew up. When Lin Shiyin came to her senses, the person had shot out of the wing like a sharp arrow and through the door. go.

boom!
Lin Shiyin's mind was like thunder, and her pretty face turned pale with anger at Lu Jiu's actions.

After a while, Lin Shiyin stamped her feet fiercely and returned to the outhouse, where she found that Long Xiaoyun had already stood up and leaned to the side.

"Xiaoyun! Are you okay?"

Long Xiaoyun shook his head, calmed the breath in his chest and asked: "Mom! Then Demon Lu didn't bully you, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Shiyin's face turned red and she shook her head without thinking: "He took the things and left."

"Mom, what does Devil Lu want?"

Lin Shiyin sighed and said: "This is the secret book of martial arts written with great effort by the great hero Wang Lianhua in the past!"

Long Xiaoyun opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe it: "Then... there is such a martial arts secret book, why don't you give it to dad?"

"Our Long family has insufficient foundation. After all, there is still no martial arts secret book passed down from generation to generation. If there were this secret book, how could Xingyun Village be in the situation it is today?"

There was a trace of reproach in Long Xiaoyun's tone, which made Lin Shiyin open her eyes in disbelief, never expecting that her son would blame herself.

"Xiaoyun! Then... the Lianhua Baojian is not for your father!"

"Yes……"

"It's for Li Xunhuan, right?"

Long Xiaoyun sneered: "After all, you still despise dad!"

After saying that, Long Xiaoyun stood up and left.

Looking at the direction Long Xiaoyun was leaving, Lin Shiyin felt her hands and feet getting cold, and her eyes were dull.

……

After leaving the small building, Lu Jiu wandered around the village like a leisurely stroll.

bang bang bang...

Suddenly, the sound of a fierce battle came from the courtyard not far away, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard endlessly, and the light of swords and energy soared into the sky.

Feeling Senhan's sharp sword energy, a lonely wolf-like figure appeared in Lu Jiu's mind.

With a thought in his mind, Lu Jiu suddenly landed on a tree not far away.

Looking around, surrounded by sword light, a figure leaped and jumped, holding an iron sword as a sword in his palm. The sword came out like the wind, fighting with a gray-robed monk.

On the other side, the strong bearded man Tie Chuan Jia also fought with a gray-robed and white-bearded monk. It could be seen that both of them had practiced martial arts, especially the gray-robed and white-bearded monk. His palms were as thick as door panels. When he waved his palms, The energy was like a surging river, and the whole courtyard was filled with snow.

hooligan!

Tie Chuan Jia!
And those two gray-robed monks must be Xinmei and Xinjian, two eminent monks of the Shaolin "Xin" generation.

In addition, there was an old man with a pale gold face and one missing arm standing side by side with Long Xiaoyun in front of the door. A dozen guards held swords in their hands and watched the battle nervously.

bang bang bang...

The sword light in the field was fierce and the energy was everywhere.

This was the first time Lu Jiu saw Ah Fei take action, and his swordsmanship was outstanding!
UI!
I don't know if Ah Fei's martial arts was taught by Bai Feifei. Every move he made was not only extremely sharp, but also so fast that it was dizzying to watch. There was not a single flashy superfluous movement between the moves.

The sword made of iron in his hand was as fast as lightning, and bursts of coldness spread out, forcing monk Xinjian to scramble. There were already a few scars on the monk's clothes, and there was faint traces of blood seeping out.

On the other side, Tie Chuanjia was a little embarrassed. Monk Xinmei was one of the few masters in Shaolin, and he practiced hard skills from outsiders.

Although Tie Chuan Jia has been practicing the iron cloth shirt for decades, he dodged left and right under the fierce attack of the monk Xinmei, and could only resist with the iron cloth shirt.

Fortunately, Monk Xinmei had good intentions and only used seven or eight percent of his strength in his attack. However, even so, Tie Chuanjia's mouth was bleeding, his aura was extremely messy, and he obviously couldn't hold on any longer.

(End of this chapter)