Clouds come without thinking, only to find themselves pointing the finger at blood! Frightened cloud hurriedly collected his strength and stored it in various acupoints, which is different from others’ storage in Dantian. The relative load of the receiving and sending force is much less difficult. It is a slight pain in his chest. He has recovered his finger, gently touched a little blood nose and turned around and poked at the rouge monk’s chest. At the same time, the blood clenched the wooden fish handle in the rouge monk’s hand, and then turned his head and threw it off. The rouge monk’s hand then jumped at his throat.
Rouge monk completely underestimated the sending and receiving ability of Yunli, so that Yunli either hurt himself or destroyed the blood. Where did he think that Yunli had recovered the terrible blow without any effort, and the horse attacked again? He didn’t even think that it was more than ten years ago that it was because of its ability to fight and eat blood that it became as refined as a human being, and I don’t know how it seemed to have the power speed as good as that of a peerless master.
Just as Rouge Monk secretly lamented that "it’s not that I’m not white, but that the world is changing too fast", Yunxueer’s second offensive has not been exhibited. Without the wooden fish handle, his "three stunts of wooden fish" have been put into use in two ways. Can it be said that this "saying" will be defeated by a small hair here today?
Of course, the rouge monk can’t be so easily knocked down. Yunxueer’s strange ability, although he has made mistakes in judgment several times, never leaves his wooden fish, but this doesn’t mean that he is at a loss. Rouge monk gathered his right hand and the wooden fish forcefully attacked Yungong and hit his finger. He wanted to try Yungong’s skill and pounced on Yunxueer. His left hand drew an arc and made a handprint to stop Xueer.
This time, it was a real recklessness. Both sides didn’t play with a clever cloud. The concise finger force took a great advantage in the counterattack and shattered the rouge monk wooden fish. However, they were also led by the anti-shock force to cause the wound to recur, and the chest overflowed with blood. Bai Rui managed to sew up the wound and was just shattered.
However, the impact of blood was turned by rouge monk’s handprint and went straight into the sky. People can’t help it. The rouge monk can exert his strength with one hand and unload his strength with one hand. This ability is as difficult to complete as "drawing a square with one hand and drawing a circle with the other". No wonder it is really serious to kill Shaolin by himself.
But the rouge monk’s face didn’t show a trace of pride. He looked at the clouds and dyed his front red. "How badly are you hurt?"
"All right?" Cloud vomited one mouthful blood and shook his head. "I’m fine. Let’s come again." Taking his word, he vomited one mouthful blood again.
Mu rou was so anxious to shed tears on the sidelines that she tried to stop it, but it didn’t help Yun. The heartbreaking pain made her deeply understand that she had been able to extricate herself from this man, and Sun Qing could hardly bear this kind of watching her lover suffer and gasped, hoping to calm down the stirring mood at the moment.
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Chapter 23 Devoted Taoist priest
After circling several times in the sky, the blood son slowly fell down again. This time, it was lightly on the cloud shoulder, and there was no fear and no trembling. At this moment, it was once glorious and strong, and it seemed to have passed through time and once again came to the blood son. At this moment, it finally recovered its pride and self-confidence, and after years of tempering, it learned elegance and matured from it.
Still staring at the rouge monk’s blood, there is no fear and resentment in his eyes, but he is carefully and calmly observing the rouge monk ready to fight at any time.
"When you hit my wooden fish with your diamond finger, I heard the bones misshapen," Rouge said lightly. At this time, his eyes were very complicated, with appreciation, regret and even a respect.
"That should be you." Yunzhuang is very relaxed. "I won’t give up if you manage your efforts!"
"Hum me, it’s just that my stupid apprentice took a chance, and there’s no need to break up these old bones." Rouge monk was so angry that he deliberately put on a very unwilling look. "If you are malicious today."
"Master, where the hell have you been? I’ve been looking for you all day!" At this time, a very magnetic sound came.
The speaker is a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, about thirty years old, straight and stalwart, handsome and peerless in shape, with long eyebrows like a sword cut, eyes like stars deep as the sea, eyes like a beautiful nose. This man is actually a peerless handsome man.
"Desperate for Taoist priests!" There is another commotion in Taiwan. This man is the only disciple of Rouge Monk, and he is more famous than Rouge Monk as a lovelorn Taoist.
This is a popular story.
When Xiao Qingye was young, his father was the chief secretary of Jiangnan, a petty official and a tea merchant, and his mother was a famous beauty in Hangzhou when she was young. Later, when his father went to Hangzhou to wholesale tea, they met his mother, and they fell in love at first sight. When Xiao Qingye was young, his father sold illicit salt and demanded compensation, but his mother committed suicide that day, and Xiao Qingye became an orphan.
In the autumn of the following year, Rouge Monk annoyed a brother of Wudang, who injured many younger brothers of Shaolin when the head of Wudang added him to the secularized mountain, and upset many Wulin people on weekdays, so he was chased by more than ten sects all the way from Wudang Mountain to Jiangnan.
In several wars, the monk Rouge showed great power by himself, and hundreds of people from more than a dozen sects could not resist him, but the manpower was limited. From the most one-on-one fight to the last wheel battle, the monk Rouge was also forced to be miserable. Every day, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn and he was poisoned
That day, Xiao Qingye, a beggar, got a bag after two days and two nights without eating. Just when he opened his mouth and prepared to have a full meal, he saw the rouge monk crouching in the corner. It was hard for him to temporarily throw off and kill himself. Those Wulin people wanted to have a full meal, but they were penniless and poisonous. He could shrink in a corner and force the poison.
Xiao Qingye glanced at his hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva and went over to the rouge monk.
"Master, can you do anything?" Xiao Qingye asked softly with his head down and his waist bent, which has become his habitual behavior.
"The way to do things is to find a monk in a temple and ask the old man!" Rouge monk is annoyed, grumpily shouted.
"But that would cost me twenty taels of silver. I don’t have that much money." Xiao Qingye’s voice was even lower.
"Then find a way to earn it!" Rouge monk road
"But, but I’ve been dead for a long time, far from my parents’ death for nearly a year, and I haven’t been transcend." Xiao Qingye’s voice is getting lower and lower every night, and I couldn’t hear a word clearly if it weren’t for the superb skill of the rouge monk.
"I think the master should be hungry, too. This bag gives you cocoa."
Before the words were finished, the rouge monk grabbed the bag from his hand and ate it.
"Master, you promised! ？” Xiao Qingye couldn’t conceal the surprise in her voice, and her long-cherished dream of getting satisfaction overcame hunger.
"It’s already, um, today is the last day for the monk." The monk Rouge almost let slip. "Take me to your house."
"home?" Xiao Qingye sounds a little out of tune. "Home" is like talking. "I almost forgot this word. I don’t have a home, but I can take you to my parents’ grave." Xiao Qingye replied
Rouge monk transcend in Xiao Qingye’s parents’ grave. Xiao Qingye finally smiled. It was a heartfelt relief. He felt that he would never have nightmares again.
"Do you have any plans?" Wrong novel network does not jump word rouge monk suddenly asked Xiao Qingye way
"going to? What are you going to do? I’m not white "Xiao Qingye a face of vacant.
"Do you want to be a beggar?"
"Of course not," Xiao Qingye shook his head. "My only idea before was to raise enough money to find a master to cross over my parents. I haven’t thought about it now or later."
"Do you want to change your life and learn martial arts?"
"Master, will you be my master?" Wrong novel network does not skip words.
"You should think it over. I might as well tell you that almost all Wulin people are after me now. There will be a bumpy road waiting for you ahead of me." Rouge monk said to Xiao Qingye seriously.
"like this"
"As you can see, I can’t give you great wealth, fame and fortune. I can’t guarantee you a relatively stable life, but at least I can make you stand up straight like a person!" Rouge monk staring at Xiao Qingye eyes seriously said
"Forget it, Master, please be worshipped by the disciples!" The last sentence of Rouge Monk came into Xiao Qingye’s heart. He hated this kind of life of groveling all day without dignity and future.
Three months later.
"I’ve taught you how to understand kung fu. It doesn’t seem appropriate for you to learn Buddhist martial arts without a haircut. Besides," Rouge monk paused and laughed. "Since the teacher was a Shaolin disciple all the way back in those days, it can’t be too far apart. You can go to Wudang to learn from him and give you the same skills. Then we can be even!" This is actually the nonsense of monk Rouge when he was delirious, but when he woke up, Xiao Qingye was already on his way to Wudang Road.
Xiao Qingye’s high qualification and the rouge monk laid a good foundation for him. It didn’t take long for him to become a key target in Wudang. Six years later, Xiao Qingye was 16 years old. At this time, he was already the most popular leader of the new generation of Wudang brothers, but he suddenly wanted to leave Wudang.
Naturally, this argument could not be accepted, but he was still stubborn, so he broke two instruments and made seven stars. Finally, he narrowly beat Wudang’s leader at that time and became the biggest news in Wulin that year.
Later, after he stepped into the Jianghu, his handsome appearance and extraordinary martial arts caused several storms in the Wulin, and he felt that his teacher Rouge was hurt by the monk’s feelings and became crazy, so he vowed never to marry a Taoist priest who was his own name.
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Chapter 24 A vicious run
Because of his handsome appearance and chivalry, the lovelorn Taoist once set off waves in the Jianghu. Later, because of his exposure of the female’s resistance to his identity as a rouge monk apprentice, many people had a very bad guess about this pair of disciples, so it didn’t take long for the lovelorn Taoist to gradually disappear from the Jianghu, and he couldn’t stand those warm and dirty eyes and the vicious and mean words of Jianghu people.
Unexpectedly, today, this pair of controversial mentoring will appear at the same time in this tournament to recruit relatives.
This extremely handsome male horse has caused a bigger storm. It is because the strength of this pair of master and apprentice is unimaginable, and they have not set foot in the Jianghu for almost ten years. Everyone deliberately avoided these two people when they were ranked in the "Tianpu". However, people who know their deeds are all white. Even if peak tower is ranked first and most powerful in the "Tianpu", he may not be able to get benefits from these two people.
I heard the lovelorn Taoist priest query the rouge monk and scold him rudely. "Aren’t you a worthless, smelly, unfilial, filial son? Are you worthy of your parents?" Wrong novel network does not skip words.
"Since I became a Taoist, I should of course not consider such a thing as self-cultivation and self-cultivation." The lovelorn replied plausibly.
"You see, this young monk came to this tournament to recruit relatives before he became weak. Why didn’t you improve so much?" Rouge monk pointed to the cloud and continued to scold the lovelorn.