One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

At this moment, Ding Minjun's cheeks flushed, and he glared at Zhang Yang in front of him and said angrily, "You still won't let go of my hand! Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

At this time, Zhang Yang, who was in a hurry to stop Ding Minjun from drawing his sword just now, noticed that his right hand was holding it tightly. Ding Minjun wanted to draw the sword's right hand. Be careful, the heroine also please forgive me for being a common man, for the sake of the Bodhisattva!"

"What do you mean?"

"Because the Bodhisattva is merciful, he is looking at us!" Zhang Yang said with a smile, pointing to the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the golden-bodied Buddha at the top of the waterfall, on the top of the mountain.When Ding Minjun saw a cold "hum", he didn't speak anymore, but turned and walked forward. At this time, if Zhang Yang paid more attention, he would be able to hear Ding Minjun walking in front of him, and the faint sound of mosquitoes. Said something: "The slick talker! The scholars are all as written in the book, and none of them can't speak eloquently."

As for Ding Minjun, who said this, it can be said that her cheeks are quite rosy and her heart is somewhat joyful, but her back is turned to Zhang Yang, and the corners of her mouth are lowered slightly, which Zhang Yang has not seen!To say that a modern man cannot understand words better than an ancient man, no one believes that one is an open era, and the other is a feudal traditional society. How can it be said in general terms.

Seeing that Ding Minjun didn't blame himself, Zhang Yang also followed with a smile at this time, and at this time he rubbed his right fingers, recalling the tenderness and softness in his hand just now, and the faint fragrance from the tip of his nose, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. , and said with a smile in his heart: "It seems that this Ding Minjun is not like what Jin Lao wrote! It's a bit interesting, although his temper is a bit worse, everything else is good, haha."

And just when he was about to reach the mountain gate where the Emei sect went up the mountain, Zhang Yang saw two Emei female disciples dressed in pale pink clothes and running towards his position with swords. , I have to say that he is indeed a martial artist. He has kung fu under his feet. In a short while, he quickly ran to the position where Zhang Yang and Ding Minjun were.

The older one of the two female disciples directly and respectfully held the sword and saluted, and then reported to Ding Minjun: "Qi reported to the teacher, there is a demon swordsman who has been injured by provocation in front of the mountain gate. We have a few disciples, and now the third senior sister is fighting with the rest of the disciples. Senior sister knows that she is not an opponent! Urgently ask us to go up the mountain to report."

"Who is the demon sect who come?"

"He didn't say it, just read a poem number, and the third sister didn't know it!"

"What poem number?"

"Not Confucian, not Taoist, not sage, half evil, half hero, half immortal."

"It's him?" Ding Minjun was shocked and then said: "Go to Jinding to ask the elder Qingming, and quickly Feige contact us to go to Wudang and Shaolin disciples, and quickly ask for help!"

Chapter 678: Kunlun Guest

"Not Confucian, not Taoist, not sage, half evil, half hero, half immortal.

"Have a hundred thousand volumes of martial arts in your chest, and control half of the sky in the martial arts forest alone!"

When Zhang Yang followed Ding Minjun to the front of the Emei School quickly, he heard his voice before he saw him, and his voice was very loud and he could feel this poem echoing throughout the mountain, very loud and harmonious. Loud voice, don't think too much, even if it's not the publicity of people in the martial arts.

Although it is not a little bit of martial arts, he also knows that this can make the sound heard in the mountains, and startled the birds and beasts to fly and run, which is enough to represent the inner strength.The next sentence echoed in the mountains again, and it was still extremely loud, and the birds and beasts scattered in shock: "Kunlun guest from Xishan, take a knife to meet the Emei Sect, and ask to see the true face of the Heavenly Sword! Dare to ask Zhou Sect Master, why? not see?"

When I came closer, I was able to meet people in front of the mountain gate. I saw six female disciples of the Emei School in front of the mountain gate, standing in a formation holding swords one after another, and their postures changed constantly. The man in the middle, I think that the man in the middle is the man who calls himself a Kunlun guest and whose poetry is extremely arrogant. Needless to say, he is this man.

Outside the formation, a female disciple of the Emei School, wearing plain white clothes with alternating ink and wash, holding a cold jade flute, looked closely at the people in the formation and was always waiting for her. It was Murong Yan, the third senior sister of the Emei School.

"Third Junior Sister, how's the situation?" As soon as Ding Minjun came here, he took the lead and stood beside Murong Yan with his sword drawn. He was alert to the person in the formation and asked Murong Yan how the situation was here.

Seeing Ding Minjun coming, Murong Yan looked at the people in the formation with a worried expression and frowned, and said worriedly, "He doesn't do anything, he seems to be waiting for something! We don't dare to attack the injured disciple. It has already been sent up the mountain, and now we can only wait for the elders to come down the mountain to deal with it, Master Teacher, who is this Kunlun guest?" At this time, since Zhang Yang also stood beside Ding Minjun, Murong Yan naturally When he saw it, he couldn't help but ask with some doubts: "Who is this young master? How can he be in my Emei faction!"

When Ding Minjun was about to explain, Zhang Yang couldn't help but take the lead and explained very casually: "The pilgrims at the foot of the mountain, I want a view of the Emei school on the mountain, I don't want to get lost, I was met by your teacher and sister, and now they are sent to the foot of the mountain, who ever It's really unlucky to want to encounter such a thing!"

"Sister Zhang?" Murong Yan didn't believe it, because Zhang Yang's explanation was very casual, while Ding Minjun could only bite the bullet and nodded and replied, "Yes! A pilgrim lost at the foot of the mountain."

Although Murong Yan looked at Zhang Yang with some skepticism, she didn't say anything anymore. After all, the teacher and sister in charge said so, and the current situation is not concerned with a person who looks like an ordinary weak scholar. But there is a big enemy, how dare to be distracted.

As for the initial question about Murong Yan, Ding Minjun also bluntly said: "Forty years ago, he was the one who disturbed the West Wulin. At that time, the Tang Dynasty in the middle of Shu and the precious martial arts books of the four great families were seized by him. He left, and since then disappeared without a trace, he calls himself Kunlun Guest, and his name is Shan Tianming."

"No wonder I can't see his martial arts skills. It turns out that he is from the West Wulin!" Murong Yan was even more worried at this time, and her face was full of worry. Obviously, she felt threatened, and she was also a little frustrated and helpless and said frankly. : "I played against him for less than ten rounds, and then I was hit by his sudden fierce wind whistling, and I was defeated and defeated."

"Now he is not doing anything, he is obviously waiting for something. The six-group formation of our six disciples is obviously not in his eyes. What is he waiting for!"

Murong Yan asked the doubts in his heart, while Ding Minjun pondered for a while, and then said with a bitter smile: "He is confirming the Sect Master, whether he has disappeared! More than enough, but... alas!"

Although Ding Minjun didn't say a few words, Murong Yan naturally knew exactly what Sister Zhang was referring to, that is, Zhou Zhiruo had indeed disappeared and there was no news.Moreover, there are still demons who move from time to time and wait for an opportunity. At this time, Murong Yan also felt in his heart: "Emei sect, disaster is coming! As for the head, it seems that there will be no appearance, it's been three months. No audio!"

……

From the moment he came over, Zhang Yang began to observe the man in the formation who was calm and calm, with a big knife on his back and closed his eyes, saying nothing and taking no action after answering Murong Yan. It was wrapped in a robe, and a black cloth was used as a mask on his face. He couldn't see his face clearly, and he also wore a hat on his head. The whole person presented a gloomy feeling, and although the climate at this time was summer It was a scorching noon, but Zhang Yang could feel the chills coming from his body not far from him, and he felt the slightest chill in his heart.

- This is a master, a real martial arts master!

Zhang Yang has not been in this world for a long time, and he has not seen many people who practice martial arts, but Zhang Yang can feel that the person named Kunlun Guest who is on the list in front of him is a real master, and his strength is extraordinary. The release of internal force and the fluctuation of infuriating energy made Zhang Yang's five senses feel.

"Miss Ding, er! Why are you asking~ Yes! This Kunlun guest, what is his practice?" Zhang Yang asked Ding Minjun at this time, looking at the Kunlun guest in front of him with interest, he was about to run away After slipping away, he doesn't seem to be in such a hurry now.

Ding Minjun glanced strangely at Zhang Yang beside him, and first said aloud: "You better leave quickly!", and then said: "He is the only current disciple of the Kunlun School, and naturally he is the one who cultivates. They have the most savage inner strength, and their hearts are cold and true, and his sword is also very ruthless. According to legend, both inner strength and martial arts were the proud works of the Kunlun ancestors, created by the Kunlun ancestors."

"No wonder, I can feel the chill go into my body when I see him emitting a burst of cold air at such a distance!" Zhang Yang looked like he was suddenly enlightened, and couldn't help but say, "It turns out to be the true qi of Frost Bing!"

The reason why Zhang Yang said this is that he is very familiar with this set of internal skills. As for the Splashing Wind and Rain Sword, although he does not know it, he knows that he is really angry. In "Jianghu", isn't Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan sect, what he cultivates is Bingbing Zhenqi?

Chapter 679: The Root Bone is Wonderful

"What! You can actually see his inner strength and infuriating fluctuations?"

Not only Ding Minjun asked in surprise and amazement, but even Murong Yan who was on the side didn't know the expression on his face, and then looked at Zhang Yang carefully, and then said with a look of disbelief, "Why are you? An ordinary person with no foundation can actually see the situation of the opponent's inner strength and true qi!"

Hearing Murong Yan and Ding Minjun say such a tone of voice, Zhang Yang felt something was wrong, and with a surprised expression, he looked at the two women beside him and said a word, and he asked without confirming the words he couldn't believe: " You two, can't you see?"

"can see!"

"can."

Zhang Yang was suddenly discouraged, and complained with a speechless expression: "Then you have that tone, I thought I was very powerful! What are you doing, it's like doing it for a long time, it's boring." Ding Minjun, who looked like this, directly stated the reason: "We are people who practice the inner power and mind method, no matter what, we are people with a background in martial arts, and we have a certain degree of enthusiasm, naturally You can see it, and you, an ordinary person, don’t talk about internal skills, and you haven’t even practiced ordinary martial arts routines or even fancy martial arts, so you can only see it and say—you are very suitable for martial arts, And the roots are extraordinary, and the talent is extraordinary.”

At this time, Murong Yan, who was beside him, added: "If you are an ordinary person, you can feel your true qi and inner strength, so you can practice martial arts much faster than others. This is probably a kind of talent. Chance. In the future, if you learn art from a teacher, you will be able to master it in time, and it will take a lot faster and less time than others. This is a kind of talent. And people who practice martial arts are often not lacking in acquired efforts. It’s some chance and some talent.”

"So it is!" After Zhang Yang nodded thoughtfully, he still smiled.

"...!"

"...!"

Ding Minjun understood that from the very beginning, the person beside him cannot be judged according to ordinary people, and his nerves are not ordinary logic, so he controlled his emotions of being angry and angry, Ding Minjun hurriedly shouted coldly: "Leave this place quickly, You are an ordinary person, and you are still a scholar with no power to hold your hands. If you stay here, who knows what will happen! If you go down the mountain here, the people of the magic sect will not embarrass you, a non-Jianghu martial arts person, leave quickly go."