After half an incense stick.

Shuiyue Temple.

Xiangji Kitchen House.

The nuns in the blue monk's robe, the white monk's robe and the yellow monk's robe were all together, and even the governor of the martial arts hall, named Nipujing, and the governor of the Superintendent of the Superintendent, were alarmed.

"You said that strong man called himself a hungry village... a sky-surgery cannon?"

As a monk, Master Pu Ming was a little difficult to say about the vulgar bandits such as "Chongtian Cannon". He first glanced at the messy tofu plates and steamers, and finally looked at Huixin.

"Yes!" Huixin's wound had been bandaged, but her face was pale. "That strong man claimed that he was so confident."

"You said his sword technique is very tricky? But he has not been included in the grade? He did not use the careful method when defeating you?" Master Puming asked again.

"Yes!" Huixin's eyes showed a hint of fear, and she said with lingering fear, "The sword technique has entered the realm of transformation, but there is absolutely no entry-level realm, and she has not used the mental method, but she defeated me with one move!"

Master Puming looked at Master Pujing who was beside him and sought to solve his doubts. It is not a big deal to lose some food in the temple. The thief is so strange and terrible, so it is worth being cautious.

"Each sword technique has six levels of artistic conception, including the entry, Hinayana, Mahayana, Inferior, Transformation, and Transformation. Those who transform the realm of man and sword are united, while those who understand the realm of mystery call gods and ghosts."

The martial arts supervisor Ni Pujing looked strange, "It's so difficult to practice martial arts in the world. It's not difficult to practice a martial arts technique to the Mahayana. If you want to get into the subtle and even transform the realm, you must practice one of them alone, or have more than thirty years of experience, or be a stunning and amazing person. None of the three is indispensable!

Since you are such a genius, why haven’t you entered the grade level? Without the blessing of the mind, why can you defeat the ninth-level wisdom core with one sword? This is inappropriate!"

"Master, the disciple dare not speak nonsense. This matter is absolutely true." Huixin felt a little aggrieved, and she was clearly defeated cleanly.

"Pinnie, please ask you." Master Pujing said in a deep voice: "What is the name of the sword technique? Has that person ever revealed the clue?"

All the sword techniques that have reached the realm of transformation in the world are famous and famous.

"...I once asked, the man said it was a rude and cunning knife technique." Huixin answered honestly.

The nuns blinked in confusion. Is this a serious sword technique?

Master Pu Jing was also stunned: "That person is roughly old?"

Huixin thought carefully and then realized: "That strong man, with long black hair as black as his waist, bright eyes and crisp voice, must be just a teenager!"

"Absurd! It's simply ridiculous!"

Master Pu Jing scolded her, which completely broke her understanding of her decades of martial arts practice. How could she believe it?

Huixin's eyes were red and his head was speechless.

"This person is definitely not a strong man from the Eagle Village!" Master Puming suddenly spoke.

The nuns looked at him and saw Master Puming walking to the table, picking up the ugly handwriting, and lying it gently:

"I sit in the clouds and travel through the world, and I have no bottles to accompany you. If I don't talk about human affairs when I meet others, I will have no affairs in the world. I will just follow you, right?"

The room was silent, this poem... It was very good in front, but it seemed that the back was not serious.

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

Only an old nun was thrust into his heart and was extremely excited: "Although the whole poem did not mention half of Zen, the whole poem was filled with Buddha's words. He focused on the Buddha, did not touch the fruits of the world, saved all sentient beings, dared to achieve the cause of the world, and emerged from the world. Amitabha Buddha, this person must be a Taoist monk!"

The nuns in the hall looked at each other.

This seems even more ridiculous. It is not included in the grade, the sword technique of the realm of transformation, the teenager, the monk?

Are you?

Also, the last sentence "The Master is just following me" is obviously a dirty word.

"This strong man is not a bandit, and the bad guys definitely do not have this literary talent and force. I guess he is a student from Qiugong Pavilion. He lied about his identity and confused the public. He never wanted to deliberately ugliness his handwriting, but instead made a mistake. There is no silver here!"

Master Pu Ming clasped his palms together and made a summary: "The Qiugong Pavilion is such a stunning and beautiful young man. Qiugong Pavilion is about to be prosperous. It should be told that the master of the temple and meet the master of the Qiugong Pavilion for a while!"

"Good!" The nuns clasped their hands together.

Nun Huixin was completely confused!

So why do such people come to steal food from our temple?

...

The crushed and deformed steamed buns, vegetables, buns, tofu and other items are neatly placed on the gray table.

Large quantity, and sufficient!

Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui and other five bandits stood in a row, looking confused.

Even if they want to break their heads, they can't figure out how the little ones are in charge of their own business.

Is the group of vicious and evil spirits who regard bandits like bed bugs, have the Wuni of Hu'an who is so relaxed? Is it impossible? The nuns who are fine during the day and at night are full of energy.

Looking at the young master again, a bold idea came out with a meditative expression in his head.

There is an affair!

The handsome young man in the head of the family is hard to guarantee that he will meet some pretty nuns with impure abilities. The dry fire between the two sides encounters fire, burning and tangling.

No wonder the young master insists on going alone!

Reasonable!

So the eyes of the little boss became more and more strange.

Xin Zhuo sat on the stone slab, wrapped his hands around him, looked down at the ant moving, and his thoughts returned to the fight he had just fought with Nun Huixin.

The nun played a good sword, but she seemed to be unable to understand her own tricks, and she was even a little contempt and contempt. As a result, she was koshered by her own trick.

In other words, I have never encountered this person in this world, [rude and cunning swordsmanship]?

Non-mainstream knife technique?

The buns, steamed buns, tofu in a pot, and some coarse salt bars and peppers were delicious. Moreover, the bandits in the Hungry Wolf Village did not attack this morning, which added a bit of leisure to gather and dine in.

The five thieves sat in the yard, snoring and squealing, and glanced at Xin Zhuo from time to time while eating, with pictures in his mind and brilliant eyes.

Xin Zhuo took a small bowl and pecked it lightly. Looking at the thieves, the famous scene of the old villagers in his previous life who were worried about the harmony of others.

Cui Ying'er's appearance is much better. At this time, she looked at Xin Zhuo with a meaningful meaning and asked, "Why don't you eat it?"

I'm too full and not hungry, so I'm embarrassed to say it.

"Life needs a sense of ritual, eat slowly!" Xin Zhuo said.

“Sense of ceremony?”

This new word touches the blind spots of bandits' knowledge.

Huang Dagui of the third leader smeared the tofu on his beard: "Is it the kind of gentleman who said that noble men? Yo-yo, it's amazing. The boss is talented. I'm afraid he will make a name for himself in the future, but..."

"However, some things are unstoppable..." Bai Jianxi, the Siding family, raised her hand with chopsticks, raised her finger, "It's too morally corrupt. How can we explain to the old company in the future? If we have a future, we must marry a wealthy lady for the boss. No one knows those ladies better than me, and they are much more comfortable than Xiao Ni."

Xin Zhuo didn't understand, but refused to continue chatting.

If the bandits make their mark, they will have to fight the country. It is best if they will not be destroyed halfway.

Miss Fugui Family? "Fugui Family" is better not a name for a brothel.

...

The life of bandits is boring, especially if they cannot go down the mountain to rob, seeking the excitement and harvest at that moment.

The bored Xin Zhuo was thinking about the five spirit sacrifices in the Moon Well after practicing secret books, but he could only wait until the night when the moon rose.

In the afternoon, it was Huang Dagui and Cui Ying'er's turn to go down the mountain to defend, and Han Qiniang and the other two rested.

Xin Zhuo thought about lying for a while, and as soon as he walked to the bamboo chair, he heard a harsh scream from afar: "Smash the teeth, kill them!"

This is?

Before he could react, Bai Jianxi and Han Qiniang rushed out with the guy:

"The bitch is raised, and there are still many people!"
Chapter completed!