Hearing what Miss Wang said, the old monk's face became even deeper and he closed his hands and said, "Miss Wang, Mr. Murong has too many evil deeds. If he hadn't listened to my advice three years ago, he would have joined my monk, and he would have been afraid that his life would be lost!"

"It is true that my cousin was saved by you, but you were in Lingjiu. He was in southern Xinjiang and had life worries. How could you appear in southern Xinjiang? What's more, my cousin thought about the great cause of restoring the country day and night, how could you persuade him to enter the empty sect? It must be that you gave me some mysterious soup!" The girl Wang didn't believe in the old monk's defense at all, and replied hatefully.

"Hey, female donor, whether you believe it or not, when I was sweeping the floor in the temple, I saw that the visiting young master Murong had a fate with my Buddha, but the Yintang was black. If I could not cut off the relationship in time, I was afraid that my life would be lost. Therefore, I went to southern Xinjiang three days later to inform Mr. Murong and persuaded him into the empty sect. Now that Mr. Murong is safe, why is the female donor still aggressive?"

Wang Zhong was shocked when he heard the old monk's words. Has this old bald donkey reached one of the top realms of martial arts will? Can you know the way of sincerity? If this is true, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out today.

The so-called will of martial arts actually refers to the spiritual state of mind when a person is practicing martial arts. It is a virtual state. There is no relationship between the upper and lower levels, but there is a difference between the higher and lower levels.

For example, if a person practices martial arts for a long time, his body becomes sensitive to changes in surrounding affairs as he practices martial arts. If someone looks at this person with a hostile eye at this time, he will be perceived and alert. Then the behavior that might have been a sneak attack will become an open battle. This martial arts realm is called cicadas first awakening, which is derived from the poem "Cicadas first awakening before the autumn wind moves."

The former knowledge is even more difficult than the cicada's first awakening. The cicada's first awakening requires the other party to do hostile actions first. If a person has no intention to kill before killing, it will not attract the attention of people with the cicada's first awakening artistic conception.

But the forefather knowing can do it. When some people have malicious intentions towards people with pre-knowledge, no matter how far they are, they will be perceived. Since they are countered by people with pre-knowledge, at the same time, those with pre-knowledge's artistic conception can also spend their time knowing the hostility that the people around them are exposed.

That is why Wang Zhong believed that the artistic conception of the old monk had reached the level of previous knowledge. The old monk was undoubtedly extremely devout to the monks and ancestors. He was sincere to the ancestors of the Brahma, and would naturally eventually reflect on himself and have the ability to know the Brahma.

The artistic conception of martial arts also requires opportunities. Even if most people reach the third level of practice, they do not have the artistic conception of martial arts. For example, Wang Zhong knew that the evil emperor Shizhixuan, who is in the world, did not have the artistic conception of martial arts, so although the old monk has the ability to know the previous knowledge, this is not terrible.

What is terrible is that the old monk's martial arts cultivation is also unfathomable. If you cooperate with the former master, you are afraid that the martial arts cultivation is even first-class than the old monk, so you can't do anything to him. Although Wang Zhong did not want to compete with the old monk at all, it seems that now, even if you want to escape in front of the former master's artistic conception, your hope will become extremely slim.

Before Wang Zhong could finish his thoughts, he heard the girl Wang on the beam continue to say, "No matter how sweet you speak, you can't change my mind today. I want to see what kind of art you have learned after guarding the Sutra Pavilion for so many years."

After saying that, he heard a sound of a bow and arrow breaking through the air. Wang Zhong saw colorful sword energy burst out from the beam, penetrated the beam and shot in all directions.

Seeing this, Wang Zhong couldn't help but cheer in his heart. The target of these sword energy was not the old monk at all, but the scriptures in the Sutra Library. The old monk was the one who guarded the scriptures, so how could he ignore it? This was equivalent to forcing him to be passive. With this move, Miss Wang, who had never seen the true face, took the initiative.

Seeing Miss Wang like this, the old monk shook his head and sighed, said a sound of offending, then took a step forward, aimed at the beam of the room, and bowed devoutly.

After bowing, Wang Zhong felt a "boom!" explosion, and the entire Sutra Pavilion seemed to be shaken. Miss Wang on the beam exclaimed: "Boy worships Buddha?" Then a graceful figure in white clothes fell from the beam...

A boy worships Buddha is an extremely domineering one of the seventy-two masterpieces. This set of martial arts treats mortals as Buddhas, and emphasizes great devotion. However, how can the mortal body and mortal fetus withstand the great rituals of worshiping Buddha? Often, after worshiping, they will worship to death directly.

Wang Zhong saw clearly that when this bow, Miss Wang could not hold her body in a stable state. The sword energy shot out disappeared without the follow-up, and naturally she lost her power and was unable to penetrate the books at all. It was completely terrifying and terrifying.

The old monk started to appear and behaved quite gentlely, but when he started to move, he seemed to be like a madman who had come down and an evil ghost. He was extremely fierce. When he saw Miss Wang falling from the beam of the house, he stepped forward again, and another way for a boy to worship Buddha!

This girl Wang is indeed a ruthless character who dares to challenge the old monk. Seeing that the old monk was praying to Buddha again, pointing to a sword in the air, the sword energy that had just penetrated the beam of the room reappeared, like a lotus petal spreading layer by layer in her hand. The sword energy shot into the air and was twisted open. Looking closely, the twisted sword energy was like a pair of hands!

Although the sword energy was extremely sharp, it could no longer penetrate these invisible hands, but instead was twisted. However, the sword energy blocked it, which bought her time and landed safely.

At this time, Wang Zhong finally saw clearly the appearance of this extraordinary girl Wang. When Wang Zhong saw it, he felt his blood surged into his head and a bang exploded.

At this time, the battle between Miss Wang and the old monk was in a fierce stage. Miss Wang's cultivation was several streets worse than that of the old monk, but her body movement was unspeakable, and she often escaped from the killing moves of the old monk from the unstoppable places.

Moreover, the old monk was afraid that the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion would be damaged, so he did not dare to do his best. He also had to prevent Miss Wang from taking action to destroy the scriptures and being restricted, so he fought to the point of being equal.

However, Miss Wang's cultivation was far inferior after all, and she became a little messy after just one stick of incense. She accidentally got slapped by an old monk with a touching mark and flew out immediately.

However, the old monk's face changed drastically as soon as he hit the ground-touching seal. Miss Wang's body was flying out and hit Wang Zhong's body. The two of them were smashed out of the Sutra Pavilion by the old monk's vigorous strength.

The old monk flew up to save people. You should know that the Sutra Pavilion is standing on the cliff. The place where Wang Zhong sat cross-legged before was even on the edge of the cliff. If he smashed it out, he would fall into the deep valley and die without a burial place!

Just as the old monk approached the two and reached out to rescue him, Wang Zhong stretched out his right hand and slapped his outstretched palm. There was a random sound. The hand that Wang Zhong stretched out had been shattered by the old monk's vigorous energy, but it also blocked the old monk's rescue. He had to watch Wang Zhong fall into the abyss with a strange smile...

It's a scam, didn't I post this chapter? Why did I change it to the previous chapter...
Chapter completed!