"The king is willing to do things by doing things, and he is engaged in moral education and saves punishment. You are such a big tone." Chongxu Zhenren read a lot of books, so he suddenly thought of the meaning of this name.

Qin Mu no longer looked at them, but just turned around and walked into his own formation, and replied, "I don't have the literary talent of Mr. Chongxu. This will be my five years in Heimu Cliff. Looking up at the sky, the clouds, the sunrise and the setting, and occasionally gained something. The so-called silence of moistening things is probably my pursuit. What can I escape from this will in this world?"

But Fang Zheng was cut off two thumbs by this knife, and knew that Qin Mu must have shown mercy. The heroic ambitions in his heart were all cut by him. After all, he was a man of profound Buddhism and profound wisdom. He did not vent his inner anger at this time. He just ignored his blood in his hands and said, "The donor Qin's martial arts are superb, and my temple is irresistible. Miss Gu will naturally give it to you to take it away. Although the Yijin Jing is a secret that I have not passed on to Shaolin, I think there are many masters of Qin. I can make the decision and give the donor a look. However, this was originally written by my Shaolin ancestor, and I must not take it away for you. The donor must also swear not to pass it on to outsiders."

He paused and said again, "As for the Shaolin disciples who bullied Miss Gu, my temple has absolutely no such thing as disrespect for Miss Gu, I have ordered all my disrespect for Miss Gu alone. I, Shaolin, can't break up any disciples to give to the donor. If I give to the master to vent my anger, I will be responsible for it."

This statement was said, not only Linghu Chong and others were moved by it, but even the distracted Shaolin disciples in front of them were red in their eyes, and they were fighting spirit again. They shouted: "Abbot, I, Shaolin, are not greedy for life and fear of death, how can I let the abbot suffer such a great humiliation? The disciples fight with these thieves."

Fang Zheng did not say a word, but stretched out his hands to stop the sensation in front of him, turned to Qin Mu and said, "Donor Qin, you have also seen that I have been standing in Shaolin for hundreds of years. I have never said I was afraid of anyone. But when you are here today, I don’t want to start another war. First, this is my Shaolin reason; second, this Shaolin Temple was built by my ancestors of Shaolin day after day. I couldn’t bear to destroy him in this war. If you agreed to my monk’s request, I would naturally send Miss Gu and the treasure scriptures, and I would also let the donor give it to me. If I can’t agree, if there is one person in Shaolin, it will be impossible to follow the donor’s wish!"

Qin Mu was not very upset when he heard these resolute words, but asked with interest: "If I don't agree, would you threaten me with Ruoheng?"

Fang Zheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he could not hear Qin Mu's sarcasm: "If the donor does not agree, my temple will naturally regard Miss Gu as an enemy."

At this moment, I heard a loud rumbling sound behind me, and a temple in Shaolin fell into sank. The Shaolin monks inside ran and shouted. But at this time, the elders of Shaolin Temple were all outside the temple, and there was no one in charge, and it was really messy inside. Fang Zheng looked up and knew that it was not good. That place was the temple where Gu Ruoheng was imprisoned. Sure enough, a hole was also made behind Qin Mu. Then Ruoheng came out of the cave under the escort of the yellow sects.

Qin Mu hadn't seen Ruoheng for a long time, thinking that she must be anxious when she was locked up, but when she saw her coming out, her face was rosy and she still smiled. She didn't have a trace of fear when she saw the bloody scene in front of her. In a blink of an eye, she saw the Shaolin people opposite her and raised her head in disdain. She knew that she underestimated this girl, but the bigger she was, the bigger her heart was.

Fang Zheng saw this scene, his face looked as gray, and he sighed: "But I am a villain. This is the thick earth flag in the Five Elements Flag of the Ming Cult. The former's notes record that he was elusive and devilish. It is really bizarre. The old monk didn't believe it, but this time I saw it with my own eyes. Donor Qin, I have no trump card anymore. Whether it is a battle or a harmony is all in your mind."

Before Qin Mu answered, he felt Ruoheng who came up to pull his sleeves. Looking back, he felt very embarrassed. He knew that Ruoheng thought that she was the willful and provoked a war between these two factions. Although he was in the Sun and Moon Sect, his children and himself were both spoiled her too much. Now, seeing these two factions were covered in blood and blood, he felt uneasy.

But he didn't want to get entangled with Shaolin anymore, but just said, "This time, Ruoheng was not hurt, I agreed to your request. I don't want you to do anything. I just hope you can spread a word for me in this martial arts world, and said, "I want someone from the God Cult to do not offend me, I will not offend anyone. If anyone in this world has bad intentions towards the people of the God Cult, I, Qin Mu, don't care who the other party is. How high the martial arts and the reputation are, they will all be found."

He no longer told the Shaolin side, but asked Fang Zheng to take the book of Yijin Jing. He finished reading it in front of the formation for only a cup of tea, and then took everyone behind him and rode his horse back.

Na Ruoheng probably had been in Shaolin for a long time, and he chattered all the way, but said that she finally got the opportunity to ask Qin Mu, "But because of me, is it too much for the Divine Cult to do such a big thing? I finally won, and I left like this again?"

But Qin Mu did not hide it and said directly: "It's not all because of you. Now my God Cult is different now, but my heart is not in this small martial arts world, but I don't bother with the mess in the world. Today's move is just to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys. Shaolin is not entirely a soft persimmon, and he is forced to do it. He can't say that many brothers will die in the Five Elements Flag. Even if Shaolin doesn't care about the lives of his disciples, I can't bear to leave his brothers."

Although Ruoheng said that he disagreed with Qin Mu's reaction so fiercely, he was naturally secretly happy that he could "escape the crown and make a beautiful woman angry". He heard his unpretentious answer, and somehow he became more and more irritable. However, he said depressedly: "It's the fat man who stopped me." This fat man naturally refers to the playboy who pestered her and made such a big scene that day.

Qin Mu heard this and just smiled: "How many Linzi and martial arts people died today? Those people can't do anything to me, but they can't do anything to them? There is no airtight wall in the world. Now I'm afraid that they will live, so I'm better off dying."

After hearing this, Ruoheng knew that Qin Mu should have taken her situation to heart, and never said that he would let go of the person who offended him, nor did he care about him in his heart. So he smiled happily again and ran around and joked non-stop. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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