Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1961: Good cabbage has been arched by pigs

Huang Chang stepped forward and stood in between the two to prevent Song Qingshu from chasing after victory. At the same time, he was amazed: "This is the sound transmission method of the Xiaoyao School, which is actually used by you to such a point."

Song Qingshu ignored him, but instead bowed his hands to the wine-drinking monk: "Thank you, senior, for being merciful." If the other party hadn't deliberately kept his hand just now, Akke might have died away.

The drinking monk shook his head: "I just started fighting for a while, but I didn't notice that this girl was still next to her, so that she was seriously injured. How can we make mistakes again and again."

At this moment, he has eased his breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and curiously said: "Compared to the Xiaoyao School’s sound transmission and soul search method, I’m even more curious that the two lines you just just seemed like poems are not poems. Where did it come from if it seems to be greedy but not greedy?"

Know that things like Sonic Wave are easy to learn but difficult to master. As long as your internal strength is strong enough, you can use methods such as Lion Roar to injure the enemy, but the enemies that can be dealt with this way are often those whose internal strength is far less than yours. For the masters of the same level, the rough lion roar technique will not have much effect. At this time, a more sophisticated method is needed.

High-level sonic power is not just to shout a few words to achieve the maximum power. The words that are shouted often need to conform to a specific rhythm, so that the internal forces can promote each other and the power can be amplified to the extreme. The Buddhist school has been tempered for thousands of years. The six-character Daming Mantra is best suited to their internal power characteristics. One more word is too much, and one word is too little; the same is true for the Taoist nine-character mantra.

After thousands of years of groping by countless amazing talents, the Buddhist and Taoist families have also explored and summed up these two methods. As a result, Song Qingshu was able to display a powerful language and spirit at a young age. The word Jizhu faintly exudes a fairy air, how can he not be surprised and curious?

Because the brewing monk had just shown mercy to Ake's men, Song Qingshu was full of affection for him, and replied: "This is a formula my Taishigong told me."

"Zhang Zhenren..." The wine fighting monk looked fascinated, "It seems that he is still ahead of us."

On the other side, Huang Shang was silent, apparently approving of his judgment.

Song Qingshu did not have the time to delay here. Feeling that Akko's body is getting colder and colder, he knew that he must be rescued as soon as possible, so he stretched out his hand and stroked him, as if there was a lot of transparent sword spirit within three feet of his body. The shadow is visible, and there is a growing trend of expansion.

The wine fighting monk showed a look of admiration: "Is this the return of ten thousand swords that shocked the world at the Golden Snake Conference? It really is extraordinary."

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "Although the predecessor has just left his hand injured, I have to offend if I want to save people."

At this moment, Huang Chang said: "No matter, you can take her away."

Song Qingshu was startled: "Let's go?" You must know that although the brewing monk was injured, this injury is not a big deal to the powerful resilience of the Nine Suns Divine Art. On the contrary, Ake is injured very much here. Trouble, a quick fight must be made. It is definitely against oneself when it comes to fighting. I don't understand why Huang Chang, who has never let go, has changed his attitude.

Huang Chang sighed: "We are planning to invite you to help. If we fight with you first, no matter who wins or loses, someone will definitely be seriously injured. Wouldn't it be a loss of combat power? Not to mention the imperial concubine. She is seriously injured. If she is not rescued as soon as possible, she will die away, so you can take her away, but please remember your promise, otherwise we two will never give up, and you will never want to be there in the future. Jiangnan has a foothold."

"Thank you!" Song Qingshu arched his hands, "Mou Song will naturally keep his promise." He planned to enter the game, so naturally he won't regret it. Seeing that the two of them had cleared the way, he no longer hesitated, holding A Ke Yue. The softer body jumped out of the palace and disappeared into the darkness.

Looking at his disappearing back, the alcoholic fighting monk sighed: "I heard you talk about it before. I still don't believe that a young man can reach this point. When I saw him today, I found that you underestimated him."

Huang Chang snorted coldly: "He was originally the most outstanding young man in the past few decades, but it is a pity that he is addicted to female sex, and I am afraid that he will not have the destiny in the future."

The drunk monk laughed: "I don't think it is necessary. You and I are not close to women. Now that I still haven't touched the threshold of the heavenly way, maybe he has another way, but he may come back."

Huang Chang said faintly: "How is this possible? Who else is not stubborn and hardworking, for fear that love affects his cultivation; in the end, he was addicted to drinking and didn't see much effort. On the contrary, He has achieved an achievement that surpasses everyone, and all the benefits are occupied by him alone. How can there be such a reason?"

"It’s not surprising that you didn’t dabble in Buddhism and martial arts. I just fought him against him. I vaguely felt that his invigorating route was a bit of tantric shadow. According to legend, tantric has a joyful meditation method that requires a dual-practice partner, so The more female he is, the higher his martial arts might be." The monk fighting is a supernatural existence of Buddhism. He travels around the world and naturally knows some secrets of Tantric Buddhism.

"Happy Zen?" Huang Chang was very knowledgeable, and quickly remembered the rumors of this practice, his expression changed, "Is that evil practice?"

"Neither, nor," the drunk monk shook his head, "The double cultivation method, both Buddhism and Taoism, are the avenues of yin and yang reconciliation. How can they be regarded as evil and crooked in the eyes of the layman?" /

Huang Chang sneered and said: "But as far as I know, all the people who practiced joyful Zen in the tantric sect in the past all went into danger and died, and they all committed evil and insulted women during their lifetime."

Jiuyang Zhenqi, a fighting wine monk, for a few weeks~IndoMTL.com~The injury in his body has recovered as before, and the whole person has become red again. He smiled and said: "But have you heard that he has such rumors? Even just now The imperial concubine seems to be willing to follow him too."

Huang Chang was silent for a long time before he said: "Although there are rumors that he is greedy and lustful, and there are many confidantes around him, I have never heard of his excessive behavior."

The drunk monk said: "At a young age, martial arts is so high. The subordinates dominate and the people are handsome and handsome. If I were a woman, I could not help but like him. Naturally, he didn't need to learn. Some tantric predecessors used some tricks."

There was a faint smile in Huang Chang's tone: "Listen to your enviable tone, don't let a junior make your heart unstable."

The drunk monk chuckled twice: "Speaking of Dao heart instability, I actually think your attitude towards him is a bit strange. Could it be that your beautiful female apprentice has an ambiguous relationship with him, which gives you a kind of hard work. Feel like the cabbage that has been raised hard by pigs?"

Huang Chang snorted coldly: "That product is not a good match, so I have to remind Yingluo!" After speaking, he turned and left, apparently in a bad mood at the moment.