Taixue Palace.

The Tibetan Buddhist Pagoda has four floors.

The scholar had a strange look on his face after hearing what the boy in front of him said. He didn't know why, but he always felt a little weird.

On the side, Bai Wangyu also felt something strange. He took a step forward, took over the topic, and said, "Master Zhang, before we went to the place of mutation, Brother Li had seen how powerful the spells drawn by the Master himself were.

I am in awe, so I wanted to come and get a few of them today."

Behind him, Huanzhu immediately understood where he had made a mistake, put away his superficial respect, grinned, and said, "Master, we have an agreement. I will give you the Taoist talismans. You can take care of my talismans."

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"You boy, you are really a master who doesn't want to suffer losses."

When the scholar saw the familiar smile on the face of the boy in front of him, the strangeness in his heart disappeared, and he responded with a smile, "Tell me what you want, and I will draw it for you."

"Let's get ten of the charms in the book of charms." Huanzhu said boldly.

"Go away, do you want to tire my old man to death?"

The scholar said angrily, "Why don't you want a hundred pieces?"

"Old man, if you throw water out of what you said, you have to keep your word."

Huanzhu smiled and said, "You said that the talisman is enough."

"I have said so many things, how can I remember every word?"

The scholar said decisively, "How can you prove that I said this?"

"..."

I am speechless, this old man is really disrespectful.

It turns out that these old guys that my brother has been dealing with are so difficult to deal with.

She also thought that there was really no such thing as respecting the elderly and loving the young.

While the two were talking, Chang Yu kept winking and returning the pearl, while Bai Wangyu sent signals to help him beg for mercy.

It's a pity that no one present saw it. Perhaps, if they saw it, they just pretended that they didn't see it.

On the side, Bai Wangyu saw Huanzhu gradually entering the role, with a smile on his face.

This girl is really smart and can make sense at a glance.

No matter how much he or she practices, I'm afraid even he won't be able to tell the truth from the false.

"Old man, you have to be kind."

Huanzhu saw the bad old man in front of him starting to cheat. He blinked and said, "There is more than just that one book of Taoist spells."

The scholar was startled when he heard what the boy in front of him said. His expression immediately changed and he said with a smile, "Boy from the Li family, I was joking with you just now. You want a charm, right? I can help you draw it. What a big deal."

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"..."

This time, even Bai Wangyu couldn't stand listening anymore and turned his head, a little embarrassed to see others.

The heads of his Confucian sect are really the same on the outside.

Just when Bai Wangyu was taking Huanzhu to fight with the scholar-master in a battle of wits and courage.

Southeast of Taixue Palace.

In front of the dilapidated small courtyard, Li Ziye and Nan'er walked over. When they were about to enter the small courtyard, they turned back and glanced in the direction of the Buddhist Scripture Pagoda.

Calculating the time, Huanzhu should be here.

The masters of the Confucian sect are all human beings, and Huanzhu can only truly become a master if he passes their level.

It is most suitable to practice with those old men. It is difficult and the risk is low.

"Bad guy, what's wrong?"

Next to her, Nan'er saw the former stop and asked in confusion.

"fine."

Li Ziye came to his senses and said with a smile, "Let's go in."

After saying that, Li Ziye took Nan'er into the small courtyard.

In the courtyard, Lu Baimei was sitting on the swing as usual, her eyes dull.

"Senior, Nan'er has sent it."

Li Ziye also stepped forward and bowed as before, and immediately prepared to leave.

"stop."

At this moment, on the swing, Lu Baimei raised his head and said, "Fight with me."

"Fight with senior?"

Li Ziye frowned and asked, "I'm not your senior's opponent, so what's the point of such a competition?"

"Show her."

Lu Baimei looked at the little girl in front of her and said calmly, "Martial arts is only meaningful in actual combat."

Li Ziye heard the words of the woman in front of him and immediately understood. His expression was slightly condensed and he asked, "How many moves?"

"Ten moves." Lu Baimei responded.

"good."

Li Ziye agreed, reached out and patted the girl next to him on the head, and said, "Nan'er, please step back a little. Also, watch carefully how your master uses the gun in actual combat!"

"Um."

Nan'er responded obediently, turned around and trotted to the corner of the yard.

Li Ziye took a few steps back, looked at the woman in front of him, and said politely, "Senior, please!"

Lu Baimei stepped off the swing and shattered the rockery that had been abandoned for many years next to her with one palm. Then, a green spear flew towards her with a terrifying murderous aura that made people tremble.

Twenty years later, the Red Dust Gun reappeared in the world, which also symbolized that Lu Baimei really had the intention to pass on the Red Dust Gun.

Li Ziye's expression became serious when he saw the green spear in the woman's hand.

This gun is not simple.

Just in time to confirm whether the shooting skills of this senior Baimei are the same as that of the hibiscus girl.

"bring it on."

Lu Baimei held a gun in one hand and said with an indifferent expression.

"Senior, be careful!"

Li Ziye didn't ask for help. Of course, he was not qualified to ask for help. He stepped forward and struck preemptively.

Take a look for a moment.

Li Ziye had already arrived in front of Lu Baimei, and the fine steel fan in his hand passed by. The sharp edge went straight to the vital part of the throat without mercy.

When a short force fights a long force, closing the distance is the only chance of victory.

Li Ziye, who has experienced hundreds of battles, has no longer understood the martial arts novice he once was when it comes to fighting.

Lu Baimei saw the iron fan scratching in front of her throat. She turned back to avoid the blade. At the same time, she put her spear on the ground and kicked it up.

Li Ziye used his hands to catch his leg, and felt a huge force coming from him, and his feet slipped three steps away.

The distance was suddenly widened.

In an instant, the red dust gun in Lu Baimei's hand had shot through the air, and its sharp edge pierced the former's heart.

Li Ziye turned sideways to avoid the Hongchen Gun, and at the same time reached out to grab the gun body.

Unexpectedly.

Lu Baimei's gun turned and swept through thousands of troops, with a force that could split gold and crack rocks.

Seeing this, Li Ziye reached out and slapped the gun body, taking advantage of the situation to jump up. The fine steel fan in his hand simultaneously turned into streams of light and flew out, with sharp and dazzling light.

“Flashy!”

Lu Baimei commented indifferently, and the spinning gun blocked the fan bones one by one.

“Just use it!”

Five steps away, Li Ziye responded, caught the iron fan flying back, and rushed forward again.

"Be careful!"

Seeing the former rushing forward, Lu Baimei warned him. He twisted the Hongchen Gun in his hand, and the head and body of the gun suddenly separated. He held the head of the gun in one hand, turning it into a short soldier, and held the body of the gun in the other hand, maintaining the advantage of a long soldier.

"boom!"

The fine steel fan and the Hongchen gun head collided head-on, and the remaining force shook. Li Ziye stepped back a few steps, and before he could catch his breath, the gun swept across thousands of troops.

In a hurry, Li Ziye crossed the stainless steel fan to block the move, but felt his right arm go numb and the iron fan flew out of his hand.

Come to your senses again.

The spear head and the spear are combined into one, and the edge reaches just before the throat.

When Li Ziye saw the Hongchen Gun in front of his throat, he didn't fight anymore and took the initiative to say, "Junior loses."

Lu Baimei, the Red Dust Gun, was indeed the best gun in the world twenty years ago.

Really awesome.

He is still far from that now.

I am afraid that only masters of Master Fairy's level can fight against him.

However, this battle confirmed one thing.
Chapter completed!