I'm an Immortal Descendant

The purpose of Qingyun courtyard's accompanying him is to protect the girl thief. He can't leave without permission, so he takes a look at the girl thief. The latter just blinks and signals him to go.

"You'd better watch it, little white face..."

The swordsman of Qingyun went away immediately. Although the city of Wujiang was big, it was thirty or forty kilometers from here. However, he arrived at the easternmost side within ten minutes. He boasted that he was superior to others, but he was afraid that Wang Yu would not see him. His sword was shining all over the sky.

Impetuous, too impetuous. In this way, it won't take long for him to get tired.

"Wow, this sword light is so beautiful."

The clever little bhikkhu exclaimed.

"It's worthy of Qingyun courtyard."

Before Wang Yu wanted to ask, is Qingyun courtyard famous“ Little master, you said that the world sword academy is 486. Are there so many sword academies in the world? "

"Of course..."

Little monk, the name of little bhikkhu, is in full bloom. No one has ever called him that before.

"Every sword court is famous and has its own glorious history."

"But there are only 486. If there is one more, it will be a lord's sword. Like Wujiang black general, it has the potential to become a Lord."

The old monk taught: "do you still have time to chat?"

Little bhikkhu put out his tongue immediately.

The old monk said all these words to him. He just copied them. However, he brought Wujiang black general into the conversation. It can be seen that the head of this little bhikkhu is very clever.

After reading the Scripture for a while, little bhikkhu began to talk about sex again: "you also use swords. Which court are you from?"

Just now, little bhikkhu said that there are 486 sword academies in the world, and those who study sword in the world can't pick out such a framework. This is a question to Wang Yu. He can't say that he is the 487.

"Well, I'll let people play with a sword, little master, guess?"

"Guess, guess," said little bhikkhu

This time, the old monk did not reprimand little bhikkhu any more. He read the scriptures with all his life. Maybe he also wanted to know the origin of Wang Yu and others.

"Wang Yong."

"Yes."

Not to mention monks, even the female thief is curious.

Since they met Wang Yu and others, they noticed that all the 300 children of the Wang family used swords. They didn't know where they came from.

"Please also ask the old monk to bless the Buddha."

Wang Yong passes the sword.

The old monk spewed out a mouthful of blood, and all of it fell on Wang Yong's sword body. The old monk's Dharma body should already have Buddhist power, and the rest of it didn't last long. The blood was the most lasting, so he spewed a mouthful of Buddha's blood to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong rushed into the skeleton soldiers with his sword.

"Little master, wait and see..."

The first sword of Qingdi sword formula, Qinglian blooms.

The skeletons had collapsed before the sword light touched them. They were not killed, but collapsed.

"What a strong Buddha's blood."

Little bhikkhu was surprised: "what a powerful sword. Master, what kind of sword is this?"

The little bhikkhu would ask the old monk if he didn't know. He had formed the habit all the year round and asked subconsciously. He completely forgot that he was gambling with Wang Yu.

"It's Qinglian..."

The old monk was quite surprised, "it was the Qingdi courtyard picked out by the sword madman."

The old monk was surprised, and Wang Yu was even more surprised.

The Qing emperor's sword formula I learned in the ruins of Dongchuan came from that broken temple. It seems that the broken temple has a great influence on my world.

Wang Meng sat on the ground chanting scriptures. He was tired of reading them. He also killed them with his sword like Wang Yong.

"Wang Yong, I'll accompany you."

He yelled, people have rushed past, Ding, a long sword stabbed at the skeleton, the skeleton was intact, and Wang Yong's whole body was shocked back.

The same is green lotus blooming, but the result is very different.

"How could that be?"

The strength of him and Wang Yong is not much different.

"You can't exorcise evil without the blood of the master. You'd better come back to chant scriptures."

Wang Meng is not depressed. He wants to ask the old monk for blood.

But I remember that the walls of Wujiang River were written with his Buddhist blood, so I gave up.

The old monk would have died if he had not put so much blood into his cultivation.

But now it's his limit.

"It's from the qingdiyuan."

The thief's face suddenly showed a look of disdain. Of course, she didn't despise the Qing emperor. The Qing emperor was not good at swords, but occasionally passed down the swordsmanship. It was just the Qing emperor's courtyard

"Miss, it seems that she doesn't like our Qingdi courtyard."

Wang Yu intended to use her words.

"Needless to say, the Qingdi Academy was picked out by the sword maniacs alone. Now the disciples are scattered, and the academy is not complete. Even the sword formula you learned is incomplete." Before the female thief spoke, the commander on the side had already said it.

What he said embarrassed Wang Yu a little. What he said was right. Wang Yuxue's Qingdi sword formula was incomplete. Maybe part of it is to live in Wang Yu's world“ Your family's money is different from your money. " However, Wang Yu did not forget to reply. The commander didn't understand and said, "I don't know what you said." Boom! With a dull sound, three eyes King Kong's body was suddenly shocked, and a powerful force surged out“ It's done. " Old three excitedly cried“ I have also refined the Buddhist power. " The third man stood up and went out to the west gate. With the power of Buddha, he would have power to kill demons and demons. But Wang Yu was worried that three eyes would be close to him. "Wang Yong, follow the third master."“ Yes In this way, the four doors will be guarded“ Ah... "Little bhikkhu sighed deeply, like a little adult, he was very sad." why is it so unfair? I can't refine the Buddhist power by copying scriptures day and night. These people can't read them several times... "" what's the use of copying these scriptures? " This means that the old monk can't do anything now, or he will be whipped. In fact, they all have a deep knowledge of Buddhism. This little bhikkhu is only four or five years old in total. Apart from the years of false words, how much time does he have to study. A roar of "if there is nothing" sounded once. The skeletons who had been killed and retreated came out with a dazzling dark red luster, and their bodies grew larger with the speed visible to the naked eye. The height of a normal person suddenly rose to two or three meters“ Not good... "Before the old monk's voice fell, a roar came from the direction of the city:" old monk, you have been here for more than a month, and your blood is running dry. I will send you to see the Buddha tonight. "“ You don't have to do it yourself, old monk. I'm afraid I've exhausted my Buddhist power and died. " If it wasn't for Buddha rushen and two vajras, the old monk would have really died“ Here we are Wang Yu saw a huge image approaching in the far sky. He said to the female thief, "stand behind me and I will protect you." There's no way. Who's Wang Zha? She's a well-educated person. This kind of time is a man to protect girls. But who would have thought that the female thief sneered and said haughtily, "it's you who stand behind me. I'll protect you." Wang Yu Leng for a while, the whole person embarrassed don't want, and then very clever stand behind the female thief. This damned man.