When Wang Anfeng confronted Gongsun Jing.

On the Shaoshi Mountain.

The scholar in a blue shirt withdrew his gaze that looked at Gongsun Jing. When he noticed Wang Anfeng's appearance at this time, the corner of his mouth seemed to be slightly raised, but he pressed it down halfway, and he still looked neither salty nor light, but he nodded very reluctantly.

Well, it's not stupid.

The other side was expressionless, holding a small wooden slut on the wooden fish.

When the Buddhist martial arts practice reached his level, all kinds of incredible magical powers had already been born. He just used the skill of "Sky Eye" to watch the scene that happened to the boy. When he saw the boy standing with his hands behind his back, he suddenly felt a headache.

I couldn't stand watching anymore, so I took away my martial arts.

The sight is uncontrollable and floats to the friends next to you.

Was it wrong to ask this guy to teach An Feng that day?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt a little frustrated. I felt a little frustrated when I suddenly felt a little itchy when my palms were.

Suddenly I realized that the handsome scholar in front of me looked more and more like the wooden fish under my command.

Wu Changqing sighed, looked at Yuanci, and then looked at the scribe who looked calm and expressionless, but was so proud that he looked at the pride in the green clothes. He felt helpless and thoughtless:

It's hard to deal with one.

If this is, it becomes two...

Wang Anfeng's appearance appeared in his mind again. The fourteen-year-old boy gradually grew up, wearing a blue shirt, and was open-minded and young man. When he turned around, he turned out to be Mr. Ying, and his heart trembled.

No...it's a nightmare.

The old man wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead and made up his mind.

We must find a way to make An Feng grow up normally and not go astray towards this guy.

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At the same time, under the huge tree in the sky.

Wang Anfeng did not know that the masters who used their magical skills to "peep" in Shaolin Temple also did not know what Gongsun Jing was thinking. However, since things had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and pretend, learn from Mr. Ying's tone, and said:

"What's going on?"

Gongsun Jing did not have any doubts in his heart, and he replied respectfully with his fists:

"Report to the hall master, his subordinates have obtained various martial arts secrets as described in the jade tablet, a total of 130 Qi books, the most of which are the outer sect body-building methods, with forty-seven sects, involving elbow and palm fist bodies, and various schools. It's just a shortage of time, and most of them are ordinary methods, and they may not enter the hall master's eyes."

The voice paused slightly, and the suitcase was taken from the side, and the right hand stretched out, and a powerful aura appeared, sending the bamboo box out flat and landing beside Wang Anfeng, without causing any extra strong wind. It showed a very exquisite and skillful method of controlling the power in this detail. The young man was quite shocked, but he did not reveal any of it.

He raised his hand and took out a secret book from it. He opened it and found that it was very different from the martial arts master who taught him, and he never had any similarities.

He couldn't help but become curious, but fortunately he knew his identity at this time. He just took a look, then put it down and looked at Gongsun Jing. The latter seemed to be waiting for him. Seeing the young man's attention on him, he took out a gold silk wooden box from his arms and handed it respectfully.

Wang Anfeng opened it and saw that there were many jade beads on it with red silk as the base, which were quite spiritual. One of them was particularly special, and there was a real flowing light in the boy's eyes.

Those faint lights were free from the blockage of the wooden box and leaked into the surrounding space, igniting the heaven and earth, and outlining various strange phenomena. Three feet from Wang Anfeng's body, a light and aura rose.

Gongsun Jing handed over everything at this time, awe of the young man's temperament just now, lowered his eyebrows and didn't see the scene of the jade beads shining. He just felt that the aura of the heaven and earth around him was extremely active. As a lower third-grade warrior, he was able to catch some changes.

His expression was slightly stunned. Although rational told himself that he should not look up, his curiosity made him subconsciously raise his head.

Then his expression suddenly stiffened, and he saw the four blue dragons appearing in the world, the sky surged, and a huge vortex absorbed the light of the clouds and mists. At this moment, he seemed to feel that he had arrived at the mythological era recorded in the Shanhai Sutra. The world was vast, and people were like ants and dust.

This is exactly the method of the top third-grade master.

Gongsun Jing realized in his heart that because of the huge shock, he had never seen the jade beads emitting streams of light in the young man's hand. At this moment, the strange phenomena in the sky suddenly stagnated, and the sky dissipated, and the strong wind calmed down. Everything was like the reversal of time. Such great power shocked Gongsun Jing, and all the distracting thoughts faded away, but there was only shock and confusion left.

At this moment, I saw the jade box in Wang Anfeng's hand disappear silently, and there was a basket of secret books disappearing together. I was shocked and thought it was Wang Anfeng's method, and I was even more amazed.

Wang Anfeng realized that this must be Mr. Ying's method, so he noticed Gongsun Jing's gaze at this time, retracted his right hand and put it behind him to maintain his temperament. He coughed softly and said coldly:

"What are you looking at?"

Gongsun Jing was shocked at this time, but he knew that he had lost his composure when he heard this. But after all, he had experienced many things in the world. Knowing this situation, timidity would be even more disgusting. He changed his mind and bowed his fists, saying neither humble nor arrogantly:

"Subordinate, the subordinate just lost his spirit because of the hall master's magical skills..."

The voice paused slightly, and he said in admiration:

"Such great power is probably no less than the seventh in the world. Elder Murong, who broke through the clouds of thousands of miles with one sword, has really opened his eyes to the master's magical power."

His words were not simply compliments, but were from the heart. They were powerful and powerful, but they were even more difficult to control and relax, just like the state of just now.

How could it be inferior to a sword breaking through the sky?

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this. He had seen that senior with his own eyes. The person in front of him was so embarrassed that he had just forgotten that all this was done by Mr. Ying. His nature was difficult to change, and he subconsciously said:

"I'm still far from the elder..."

As soon as he said something, he felt something was wrong. This was a language that was considered to be a conceited person, and it seemed that it did not conform to the identity of the "Lord of the Hall". His voice paused slightly, and he planned to divert Gongsun Jing's attention, so that he did not pay attention to his mistakes just now.

Now I brought myself into the state of mind of thinking about what dishes to cook today. Wherever I saw, I saw Gongsun Jing in front of me as a big black-skinned eggplant, and thus became calm, making my voice as dull as possible, and said:

"Besides, that senior used the fingering method that day."

"Not a sword."

Gongsun Jing was shocked when he heard this.

It is rumored all over the world that the great elder broke through the sea of ​​sky light and clouds with one sword, and the sword intent was sharp, but the master in front of him said that the point was not a sword that day. Judging from his expression, it was extremely plain and casual. If what this person said was true, then the whole world underestimated the true strength of the Great Elder Murong.

But in an instant he thought of another thing.

How did this person in front of him know that the day was a fingering technique, not a sword technique?

Could it be that he solved Qingfeng that day, or did he see the martial arts method hidden from the Lingliu sword intent?

If he had been dealt with by Qingfeng that day, would it be that this secret organization had a close relationship with the elder Murong?

And if it is the second possibility.

How powerful is the martial arts of the person in front of him? No, it may not be that he can see it himself, or that it may be that of the dragon-headed man in the blue shirt. But since you can see Murong Qingxue's martial arts skills, his own cultivation will definitely not be too different.

Gongsun Jing instantly sorted out the known clues in his mind.

For this organization, it has been much higher.

At the same time, in Shaolin Temple.

Mr. Ying and the other two formed a circle, and opened the five fingers of the scholar who had all the treasures and martial arts secrets. A large number of spiritual rhymes gathered together and turned into a human form. Then he took a step forward, raised his right hand, pointed at the man's eyebrows, shouted in a low voice, and said:

"wake up!"
Chapter completed!