Wuxia: Opening Reward Fengyun World

But this feeling of being used makes Chu Jiangnan very unhappy.

Chapter 410 He Knows Everything

Hearing Chu Jiangnan's words, Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu's father and son both changed their expressions.

Duan Zhengming and Master Ku Rong also looked worried. Emperor Baoding became a monk, and the person who will inherit the throne in the future is Duan Yu... the son of Zhennan, who is a blessing and a curse for the people of the country.

"Jumachi, he didn't lie to you."

Chu Jiangnan looked at Jiu Mozhi and said proudly: "If you want the Six Meridians Divine Sword, even if you let the horse come over, but I want to remind you that I am not... the gang of useless people from Tianlong Temple."

"I don't know what your name is, what kind of school and what kind of faction you are."

Jiu Mozhi is not a fool. At first, he only had the Six Veins Divine Sword in his heart, and he did ignore the existence of Chu Jiangnan, but now Jiu Mozhi has discovered something abnormal.

There are actually two women in the important Buddhist sect. Here, Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling saw that they were brought by Chu Jiangnan. I don't believe who this person is. Jumozhi can't believe it. Duan Yu would be so kind to tell him the news.

"My son is self-taught without a teacher, and self-taught."

Chu Jiangnan chuckled lightly and changed the subject, "If you want to fight, fight, if you don't fight, get out."

What he said was extremely rude, and Jiu Mozhi's face changed suddenly.

The dignified national teacher of Tubo, the Ming King of Daxueshan, how could he have been treated like this?

In the end, Kumozhi couldn't escape the greed in his heart and decided to take action against Chu Jiangnan, but he changed from King Ming to a little monk.

On the surface, he is peaceful and friendly, but in fact, he is insidious and treacherous in his heart.

Jiu Mozhi knows that Chu Jiangnan may not be a good man and a woman, but he is young and his martial arts skills are so powerful.

He is much older than Chu Jiangnan.

Jiu Mo wisely thought that even if he really met Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, he would not be afraid, not to mention that if a little-known martial arts junior dared not even make a move, wouldn't it be shameful.

I saw that Kumozhi's right thumb and index finger were lightly clasped, as if holding a flower, with a smile on his face, and the five fingers of his left hand flicked to the right.

At this time, all the monks present were great experts in fingering practice all their lives, and they were shocked when they saw this fingering.

Jiu Mozhi's fingers were extremely soft, every time his left hand popped out, it seemed like he was going to flick off the exposed beads on the flowers in his right hand, but he was afraid that the petals would fall off. His face was always kind and smiling, showing a deep understanding.

According to the legends of Zen Buddhism, Sakyamuni spoke at the Lingshan meeting, and he held a golden polo flower in his hand and displayed it to the crowd.

Nianhua finger! However, when Jiu Mozhi flicked his fingers, he didn't feel much power.

After playing dozens of times in a row, he raised the sleeve of his right hand and blew it.

In an instant, a large piece of round cloth floated down from the sleeve, and ten holes, ten holes, and five holes were exposed on the sleeves.

It turned out that his dozens of fingers were all volleyed on top of his sleeves, softly damaging his clothes.

At first glance, it is intact, and when it is blown, the skill is revealed.

The Tianlong monks exchanged glances, all secretly surprised.

With their skill, it is not difficult to pierce clothes with a single yang finger, but the finger is so soft and soft, with a warm face and a smile, they can perform magic skills.

But it's not what they can do.

This nianhua finger is completely different from the one yang finger, the inner strength is feminine, and they are basically two different paths.

"It's ugly!"

Jiu Mozhi smiled and said: "The little monk's nianhua finger strength is not as far as that of Master Xuandu of Shaolin Temple.

The 'Doroye Finger', I'm afraid the attainment is even worse."

At the moment, he turned and walked quickly around the underground wooden box.

Jiu Mozhi's ten fingers quickly connected, and the wood chips on the ground were flying and jumping.

In an instant, a wooden box has become a piece of debris.

It was not unusual for everyone to see Jiumazhi's fingers cracking the wooden box, but the hinges, copper sheets, iron buckles, buttons and other metal accessories of the wooden box were all shattered under his fingertips, so they couldn't help being shocked.

"The little monk made this Dora leaf finger, blindly domineering, and his kung fu was too shallow."

Kumozhi smiled.

Saying that, he folded his hands into his sleeves.

During the assault, the pile of shards of wood suddenly danced and jumped, as if someone was using an invisible thin stick to stir and stir.

When looking at Kumozhi, he always had a gentle smile on his face, and the monk's sleeve didn't flutter even when he got rid of it.

"No phase robbery finger, the name is well-deserved!"

"Admiration, admiration!"

The monks of Tianlong Temple have been completely frightened by the many martial arts revealed by Kumozhi.

Jiu Mozhi played with a scheming, and wanted to test the depths of Chu Jiangnan with many clever fingerings.

"Ahhh"

Chu Jiangnan lengthened his voice and yawned, because he knew all these fingerings.

The expression on Jiu Mozhi's face froze, and Chu Jiangnan's reaction completely exceeded his expectations.

"How can the light of a grain of rice compete with Haoyue for glory!"