"This..." Master Baimei was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain it.

Song Qingshu laughed: "The King of Ming didn't know that Master Yideng's martial arts is so high that he is at this level. Another important reason is that he learned the innate skills of Chongyang, the King of Zhongshen, not only relying on the power of Yiyang Finger."

Although the other party did not introduce his identity, the entire Dali Duan family's Yiyang point of attainments is even more advanced than Master Kurong, and has such kind-hearted and elegant appearance. In fact, his identity is about to emerge.

When Master Yideng heard his mention of innate skills, he felt aroused in his heart and couldn't help but think of what happened back then, with a hint of sigh in his eyes. When he learned that Wang Chongyang had taught him that innate skills, he was so happy that he was addicted to martial arts. But now looking back, that was the beginning of all tragedies.

"It turns out that he is the Master Yideng of the Five Great Masters of the Central Plains. No wonder he can use the One Yang finger to make such in-depth words. The little monk has long been leaning on him for a long time." Jiumozhi actually had some guesses in his heart. Now that he has been confirmed, he can't help but show a hint of eagerness to try. You must know that he has been challenging the masters of various sects in the Central Plains over the years, and he has been so popular. How can he not be itchy when he meets a famous figure like Nandi?

"I have seen the Ming King of the Great Lun. The King of Ming Tianlong Temple fought with his blue smoke. Shaolin Temple defeated all the monks with 72 unique skills. Today, he saw it. "Master Yideng also gave a bow.

This sentence can be considered to have touched the itchy part of Jiumozhi. The two battles were the two most proud battles in his life. They were all in the limelight. It would be fine if ordinary people praised them. But when they were praised by people like Nandi, the taste was as comfortable as eating the fruit of life.

At this time, Duan Yu also recognized Song Qingshu and couldn't help but say, "Young Master Song, you are a famous figure in the world now, why are you still in love with the evil demons and heretics?"

Song Qingshu did not think it was offended: "It turns out that in your heart, the fairy sister is also an evil heretic." In fact, this sentence is correct. Whether it is Li Qiushui or Tianshan Tonglao, he is really a giant in the evil way. On the contrary, the most vicious Jiumozhi on the surface is, compared with these two people, he is as pure as a little white flower. Even Li Qinglu, who is in charge of the First Pintang, will surpass him in terms of ruthlessness.

It’s a pity that most people in this world judge people by their appearance. Tianshan Tonglao is pure and cute at this time, Li Qiushui is beautiful and charming, while Li Qinglu is unparalleled. It is difficult to associate them with words like the devil. As a result, poor Jiumozhi attracted all the hatred.

Duan Yu waved his hand quickly and said, "No, no, how could the fairy sister be an evil heretic? Duan didn't mean that."

Seeing him explaining in a hurry, Song Qingshu smiled faintly: "How can Mr. Duan know that she is not? It seems that she is just a judge of her appearance."

"I...I..." In fact, Duan Yu was originally an eloquent person. When talking about Buddhist principles in Dali, few people could talk about him. But every time he was involved in the fairy sister, he became completely different, and he became stupid and stupid.

Master Kurong said at this time: "I first took the Ming King to the Temple to seize the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Score, and then the young master sneaked in in the middle of the night to get it. Isn't it really not that the whole person doesn't enter the whole family? Can the two of you be considered a terrible smell?"

No matter how much Duan Yu said, he was the prince of Dali. Seeing that Song Qingshu was a little embarrassed, Kurong couldn't help but protect his shortcomings.

After hearing this, Jiumozhi looked at Song Qingshu in surprise: "It turns out that Brother Song has also gone to search for the Six-Meridian Divine Sword Score."

Song Qingshu smiled: "The name of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword is indeed big enough, and I was really curious back then." Then he said to Ku Rong: "Master, I don't agree with this sentence of tricks and robbery. At that time, King Ming used the three-door skills to exchange for the temple. As for me, I also exchanged the magical skills like the "Nine Yin Sutra" for you. No matter how you look at it, it is a fair trade, but you don't want to exchange it. As the saying goes, the business will not make you benevolence and righteousness. Why do you say bad words to the master? It's really a bit of abusive and honest practice in Ku Zen these years."

"The Nine Yin True Sutra?" Hearing this name, Master Yideng's eyes moved slightly. They fought to the top of Mount Hua for this book, but they didn't expect that the young man in front of him would trade it casually... However, his obsession with the Nine Yin True Sutra was already passing by. After a little ripples appeared in his heart, he quickly calmed down.

Master Kurong was stunned and quickly clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, I have been guarding the six-mechanical divine sword scores for many years. Unexpectedly, I have formed an obsession without realizing it. After seeing the two, I couldn't help but lose my composure. Fortunately, the young master woke up, good, good, good."

Song Qingshu was also a little moved: "The master is so honest, he is truly a great monk."

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded at the door: "As the saying goes, a gentleman deceives him, the master should not be fooled by this kid."

The sound was like a Buddhist lion's roar, which made the beams of the entire inn tremble. The rest of the inn were shocked, who had such a deep internal force?

Looking back, a tall, red-faced monk walked in. Afterwards, he followed several monks one after another, including old monks and younger generations. The sharp-eyed people saw that their monk robes were very different from those before, and they were the costumes of Shaolin Temple.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but complain: "It's really a ghost, why do you meet a few of you every time?" He had already recognized the other party's identity. The tall monk with red face was naturally Xuan Cheng, and there were Abbot Xuan Ci and several other monks of the Xuan generation, as well as a young monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes, so naturally Xu Zhu.

Seeing Xu Zhu, Song Qingshu couldn't help but look at Li Qinglu beside her. The pair of Meng Gu Menglang in the original work met in this situation, but they were still the same two people, but the love was not those loves. Li Qinglu didn't look at Xu Zhu at this time. After all, she has been in charge of the First Pintang for many years, and few monks from the Xuan generation can catch her eyes, let alone low-level disciples like the Xu generation.

Xu Zhu obviously saw Li Qinglu at this time, and a stunning look flashed in her eyes. She quickly lowered her head and muttered to herself a Buddhist chant.

Song Qingshu saw everything in his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned. You know, Xu Zhu had seen Wang Yuyan before. In terms of beauty, the two of them were good at plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums, and they looked a little similar. Xu Zhu had never shown such a look. Now seeing Li Qinglu, he was a little lost. Could it be that he really had a marriage in his previous life?

He soon put this idea behind his mind. After all, the relationship between Li Qinglu and Xu Zhu in the original work was too nonsense. If he had written it like this now, he would not have believed it even by those feminist fighters. How could such a heroine be?

But he immediately thought that his relationship with Li Qinglu seemed to be much different from the original work...

Oh, I am much more charming than Xu Zhu, let alone Li Qiushui's parents' orders!
Chapter completed!