"Hmph, there have been frequent deaths in martial arts in the past few months. Those stinky monks in Shaolin Temple insisted that they were the work of the young master. It can be seen that these monks are all black and white, hypocritical people!" Bao Different snorted coldly, " Since they wronged us, why should we be polite to them?"

The storm screamed: "No, I don't agree! The surname He got the Yi Jinjing, and he returned it to the original owner without any greed. He is so magnanimous and selfless, how can the son-in-law be compared by him?"

"It's not and it's not, it's the so-called..." Bao Different still wanted to argue, but was interrupted by Murong Fu.

"Brother Bao, what is the Yi Jin Jing? What's going on?"

Bao different told about He Xie returning the scriptures when he fought before.

In the end, he said: "The Shaolin monk left in a hurry, obviously wanting to **** Yi Jinjing back to Shaolin before the news spreads. The two little monks have little martial arts and are not worth mentioning. The two old ones, as long as we plan carefully. , I don't think it will be difficult to deal with! Young Master, as the saying goes, God will not take it, and you will be blamed. This opportunity is not to be missed."

Murong Fu's eyes flickered, he considered it for a moment before slowly saying, "Let's follow!"

On the other hand, Kumozhi also had the idea of ​​Yi Jin Jing and was following the trace of the Shaolin monk.

He Xie, who was still in the Valley of Deaf and Mute, had actually guessed this situation long ago. He deliberately returned the scriptures ahead of time, and sent Murong Fu and Jiu Mozhi, just to see what kind of storm this book of Yi Jin Jing would cause.

On the surface, Jiu Mozhi is the most hopeful of getting the scriptures. If Xiao Jiu gets it, it is equivalent to He Xie making a move on Jiu Mozhi, and he will have double insurance if he is subdued.

If Murong Fu gets it, it proves that this person has good fortune. He Xie will consider accepting Murong Fu for his own use. He has other arrangements.

Another possibility is that the ugly monk Xuzhu.

If it was really Xuzhu's chance to practice Yi Jin Jing in the end, it would definitely be an unexpected joy for He Xie.

In short, no matter what the result is, He Xie is happy to see it.

He doesn't care about the process, he only looks at the results.

Su Xinghe took He Xie to the three wooden houses, stretched out his hand in awe, "He Shaoxia, please come in!"

He Xie glanced at the wooden house and smiled.

These three wooden houses have no doors and no windows, and the structure is peculiar. If ordinary people come here, they really don't know what to do.

But He Xie had been observing secretly before, and he had already noticed the clue.

He walked forward, and when he walked up the steps, he stretched out his hand to support the railing on the left hand, and turned it gently. Suddenly, the wall of the wooden house slowly cracked a gap, just enough for one person to pass.

Su Xinghe showed admiration on his face, and his attitude was even more respectful. He bowed and said, "He Shaoxia is very smart, and this old man admires him greatly."

"Don't dare." He Xie smiled, dodged, entered the room, and the crack slowly closed again.

The room was empty and there was only one person.

This man is dressed in black, has three feet of long beard, a face like a crown jade, his eyes are warm, and he looks elegant and extraordinary.

This man was suspended in mid-air, looking very strange. But He Xie has the ability to see things at night, and he can even see this person's appearance clearly, how can he not see that he is actually hung in the air by a rope?

This man must be utterly clueless.

He Xie was neither sad nor happy, bowed his hands in a salute, and said indifferently: "He Xie, who entered the late school at the end of the school, has seen Senior Wu Yazi."

Wu Yazi was looking at He Xie, and was surprised in his heart. Hearing He Xie calling out his name, his eyes were bright and vigilant.

"Young Master He, how do you know my name?" Wu Yazi asked slowly.

He Xie smiled, and suddenly stepped on Lingbo's foot and walked in a circle, and then said to Wuyazi who was stunned: "Junior is fortunate to have strayed into the blessed land of Wuliangshan, and seeing the senior's message, add more I inquired about it, so I found out. Originally, I just wanted to investigate the whereabouts of Xiaoyao's disciples, but who knows by coincidence, I have to see the true face of the predecessors, and I am really lucky to have three lives."

Wu Yazi heard the words as sad as joy, and asked eagerly with a trembling voice: "You... your martial arts, was Feng'er passed on to you? Is she okay?"

He Xie shook his head: "When the junior went, the cave was uninhabited for a long time, and the master has been gone for a long time."

"Feng'er isn't there?" Wu Yazi's face changed, frowning and thinking hard, his face was sometimes fearful, sometimes puzzled, and finally, it turned into a long sigh.

"Young Master He painstakingly searched for me, what is your intention?" Wu Yazi quickly calmed down and asked gently.

"The younger generation admires the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, and came here to learn the art. I hope the seniors will give me some advice." He Xie clasped his fists and said sternly.

Wu Yazi looked He Xie up and down and said, "Since Su Xinghe brought you to see me, I think you must have cracked the Zhenlong chess game. Can Young Master He tell you how you solved it?"

He Xie smiled, and immediately recounted his thoughts on cracking the Zhenlong chess game.

Wu Yazi heard this with great admiration: "Miao, it is a good time to catch the moon in the water, and retreat is the way to advance! Alas, but my disciple doesn't understand the true meaning of Zhenlong, if he would have noticed it in time when you were subduing him, why would it be? The son is only afraid of self-defeating."

He Xie smiled lightly: "If Mr. Su can really detect it in time, the younger generation will not be fishing for the moon from the well, but sinking the boat."

Wu Yazi nodded in appreciation: "Yes, playing chess together is like martial arts. It is not only a consideration of skills, but also a contest of spirit and energy. Young Master He is confident, winning this game is inevitable. After I set up this chess game, No one has been able to solve it for decades, and Young Master He can easily solve it, he is really smart and handsome, beautiful inside and out."

After a pause~lightnovelpub.net~ Wu Yazi sighed regretfully: "I should have been overjoyed with such a good talent and jade, but Mr. He seems to have another blessing, and his inner strength is so strong that even I can't help it. Ashamed of yourself, and your martial arts have their own ways, obviously you have reached the peak of the peak, if you change your position at this time and let you learn the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School, I am afraid that it will hurt you, unfortunately, unfortunately..."

Wu Yazi's expression was gloomy. Obviously, he really felt it was a pity. He waited for thirty years, and finally came to a good apprentice who surprised him, but no matter what, this young man is too good. people.

He Xie smiled slightly: "Although the younger generation cannot inherit the mantle of the predecessors, he also brought two contemporary talents here. These two people have to be taught by the younger generation. One of them has practiced the Beiming Magic and Lingbo Weibu of the Xiaoyao School. In the past few months, the martial arts have already entered the hall, and after a little tempering, they can become perfect and go further. It is even more rare that by chance, he has practiced the six-veined sword that has been lost for many years."

"Oh?" Wu Yazi suddenly moved, "Six Meridians Divine Sword? Could this person be a son of the Duan Clan in Dali?"

"Exactly." He Xie nodded, "There is another person who is not confused when he is over the age of Gong, this person only took three days to practice and enter the room, such a talent, even the juniors can't match."

Wu Yazi was completely stunned.

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