The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 148 The Honest Monk's Homework (Subscribe)
Among the water pavilions, there is a feeling that there are a lot of talented people, young and old, and salty.

There were more than a dozen scattered people, some were leaning on the railing, some were sitting, and even their attires were different, some were luxurious, while some were unrestrained, casually wearing a toga.

But there is one thing in common, the expressions of these people are very casual and relaxed, as if they are in this paradise, and all the troubles of the world are isolated.

The little old man Wu Ming pointed to the people in the water pavilion and said, "Guests, what do you think of them?"

Hao Jian carried his big box, scanned it around, and muttered: "The number is not large, and the strength is not weak."

"Hahahaha, there are not many of them, and their strength is not weak! The summary is in place! Put them in the arena, each of them can be regarded as a first-class master, but in fact, compared with the real top powerhouse, they are obviously not enough. For example, with you, the 'Saint of the Sword'." The little old man Wu Ming laughed loudly.

In all fairness, the little old man still has masters here, aside from himself and Gong Jiu, there are also a group of masters such as He Zhizhang, Honest Monk...

"Old man, you are so modest! I see that old pedant, with nails more than an inch long, obviously his hand skills are not easy. In addition, there is that sour scholar, whose whole body is harmonious and harmonious. Hunyuan Qigong, it is even more difficult for a young man with two mustaches. If I am not wrong, he should have practiced the famous "Bone Bone Palm" in the old days. It's not easy for the Bone Immortal, who is as famous as the Ruyi Fairy, to be proud of his martial arts! As for the beautiful woman with slippery shoulders who is casually wearing a nightgown, her hands are as well-maintained as Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng. There is also a lot of attainments in swordsmanship..."

Hao Jian looked around, and in just a few words, he almost commented on the masters in the water pavilion.

The little old man Wu Ming had a smile on his face, and nodded slightly from time to time, "The guests have seen through the stunts of the little old man and his friends before they fought! But...this old cunning and cunning...what's the explanation?"

The voices of the two people talking were not low. Although they were still a few feet away from the water pavilion, they were all experts inside, and they heard clearly and clearly. While everyone was amazed at Hao Jian's vicious eyes, they were also eager to try.

Especially the vicious sister Yu who was only wearing a nightgown and showed a large piece of white snow on her chest, she didn't care, she stared straight at Hao Jian with a pair of peach blossom eyes, her face was full of unkindness.

Especially when the little old man deliberately pointed out the words "old, treacherous and cunning", he became even more angry.

Hao Jian glanced at Sister Yu Yu, and said with a smile: "Old man, you have misunderstood. The old cunning I am talking about is not the old cunning you know, but the 'old shoulders', shoulders, slippery..."

The little old man was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahahahaha, so the little old man really thought wrong! New words, new words..."

No, after hearing this explanation, Sister Daxie Yu immediately dissipated a little, and said in her heart: "This guy can really talk!"

Her peach blossom eyes flashed, but she shook her shoulders intentionally or unintentionally, and the nightgown really slipped a little bit, revealing a section of her delicate collarbone and snow-white fragrant shoulders, making the rest of the men in the water pavilion, young and old, breathe heavily .

Of course Hao Jian knew that this fierce sister Yu was Shaman!
Not only is the baby's granary huge, not inferior to beef soup, but it also has a pair of straight and slender legs!
While the nightgown outlines his perfect figure, it also reveals a section of white and tender calf...

Really echoed Hao Jian's words, men pay attention to the exposed part of a woman who wears a lot; men pay attention to the covered part of a woman who wears little!

"However, then again, although these people practice the peerless martial arts that have been lost for a long time in the martial arts, it is obvious...their aptitude is not as good as the previous maids, and it seems that they can't get home. ..." Hao Jian said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, the gazes of the dozen or so masters in the pavilion suddenly changed.

Who is this person?

What does it mean to be inferior to a maid?
Not only is it too much, it is simply too much!
On this island, except for the little old man and the ninth son, who would dare to comment on them like this?
Of course the little old man knew that Hao Jian was talking about beef soup, but he didn't tell the truth, how did these people know that the maid was actually beef soup in disguise?

He looked at it with a smile, and didn't mean to explain at all.

"He's a newcomer, with such a big tone, but I don't know... Is his skill hard?" The young man with a mustache looked at Hao Jian with unkind eyes.

Hao Jian curled his lips and said: "Mr., to be honest, how would I describe my mood if there were no you and Mr. Ninth on this island? Well, it can be said that... the dung beetle caught up with a diarrhea-it was a waste of time!" "

Everyone: "..."

Sister Yu's expression was a little astonished, such a vulgar allegory...it was obviously the first time I heard it.

As for the young man with a mustache, he couldn't take it anymore, and shouted: "What an arrogant brat, let me try your tricks!"

Before the words were finished, a black shadow swept out from the water pavilion and rushed towards Hao Jian at a high speed. He raised his right hand slowly and patted Hao Jian's shoulder with a palm.

"Bone Transforming Palm"!
This is a unique skill that has been lost for a long time. "Mian Zhang" was originally a unique skill of the Wudang School, but after adding the word "Bone Transformation" in front of it, it is very different.

This kind of palm power is extremely sinister and extremely difficult to practice.But once it is successful, under one palm, the hit person doesn't realize it at first, but after two hours the palm force breaks out, and the bones of the whole body will become as soft as cotton, there is no medicine to save it.

It is much more powerful than the "Mahamudra" of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism and the "Heaven and Earth Killing Hands" of Western Xingxiuhai.

Ever since the "Bone Immortal" who went alone to the Xingxiu Sea, entered the "Chaotian Palace" at night, and tried to kill the great lama of the Yellow Sect passed away, this kind of palm force has never appeared in the world.

However, no matter how strong the martial arts is, it still depends on the user. Obviously, the rank of this young mustache... can be regarded as a noble platinum at best, which is really not enough.

Therefore, Hao Jian didn't even bother to draw a sword, and didn't even put down the big box. With a casual move of "Hao Sanshou", he slapped his mustache away like a fly...

Mustache: o((⊙﹏⊙))o.
Draw a wonderful parabola, and then, he fell into the water like a shell...

poof...

I was directly stunned!

Among the water pavilions, the rest turned pale in shock!
"Good work!" The little old man smiled and praised, "Thank you for letting these guys who sit in the well know what is beyond the sky!"

goo goo goo...

After a while, Mustache came out of the water in a mess, with a fish tail protruding from his mouth.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of water, and there was a panicked little fish in the water...

Seeing the embarrassed look of the mustache, the expressions on the faces of the people in the water pavilion became more and more dignified.

Shaman rolled his eyes and said softly, "Little old man, why don't you introduce the distinguished guest soon?"

Her voice was so magnetic that one couldn't help but feel itchy, as if being scratched by a kitten.

The kind that was born!

The little old man said warmly: "Now that you know how powerful the distinguished guest is, don't you call him a 'newcomer'? Just to let you know that this is Hao Jianhao, the 'sage of swords' who is now in the sky in the martial arts world. This You may not know the name, but... you can ask the honest monk, I think you will be surprised by the recent deeds of this friend."

Hao Jian looked at the little old man and asked calmly, "Who is 'Zhongtian'?"

The little old man was stunned, but Shaman couldn't help but hide his mouth and laugh...

Immediately afterwards, everyone in the water pavilion laughed, and the atmosphere immediately eased a lot.

"The honest monk is not honest. He knows that the distinguished guest is an iron plate, but he doesn't say anything about it?" Suan Xiucai glanced at the honest monk hiding behind, and said coldly.

The honest monk said: "Of course the honest monk is honest, but you didn't ask! Now that you asked, the monk said that the Lord Hao fought against Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng in the battle of Zijin Mountain a few days ago. The battle against the eleven eminent monks in Shaolin Temple, including Zen Master Dabei, was a complete victory! Only one Shaolin Bodhidharma master was seriously injured and survived, and the rest all died in bliss..."

Immediately there was no sound in the water pavilion!

Beef Tang, who had just changed into a costume and came outside the water pavilion, just heard these words. The tall baby granary fluctuated rapidly, and was obviously frightened by this record...

Before that, these masters on the island actually looked down on the heroes of the Central Plains!
As the "invisible people" cultivated by the little old man, they think they are at the top of the chain of contempt in the martial arts world!
The little old man was the biggest, Gong Jiu was the second, and they tied for third!
So much so that everyone thinks that there are no tigers in the mountains in the Central Plains martial arts, and monkeys are called kings!

He thought to himself that as long as anyone set foot in the Central Plains, wandering around for a few months, he would be able to make a name not inferior to Ximen Chuuxue and Lu Xiaofeng, the reason why he didn't is just because he was too lazy to go!

But Hao Jian slapped his mustache like a fly, and immediately frightened the group of people into a daze!
Then I heard that Shaolin, which Hao Jian almost killed, will be devastated within a hundred years...

Where the hell is this new?

This is a door-to-door kick!

"Honest monk, look at you, you speak the truth! I just slaughtered the mob of Zen Master Dabei... What is this?" Hao Jian said humble words, but he didn't realize it. With his hands behind his back, he looked towards the water, posing an attitude of being independent and lonely as a master.

After a pause, Hao Jian glanced at the honest monk again, "If possible, you might as well compose an "Ode to the Sword Master" on the spot, using gorgeous rhetoric to praise me well, the number of words should not be less than [-] characters. "

The honest monk widened his eyes.

Everyone is dumb...

God damn "Sword Master Fu"!
"Don't think I'm joking, hand in your homework after the dinner! If you can't do it, don't blame me for being a hacker!" Hao Jian said calmly.

The honest monk was crying, and suddenly slapped himself, so hard that five red marks immediately appeared on his face, and his right cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bodhisattva, the honest monk, as a monk, actually concealed the prestige of Master Hao from you! I really deserve to die! I shouldn't even think, if you fight with the ninth son, who will win! How can I be so exaggerated?" The Bodhisattva should punish me for crawling back!"

As he said that, he suddenly lay down on the ground and crawled back with his hands and feet...

The little old man still kept a smile on his face, and said lightly: "This honest monk is dishonest."

"But I really want to try his level. Will you stop me?" Above the waterside pavilion, a figure in white clothes appeared at some time, and it was the handsome and almost demon Gong Jiu.

"Ninth Young Master!"

The faces of the people in the waterside pavilion changed drastically. It was obvious that they were afraid of Gong Jiu to the core.

Especially Shaman, whose lazy eyes suddenly turned into fear...

The little old man's smile remained unchanged, and he said kindly: "Jiu'er, have you forgotten what I said?"

A trace of displeasure flashed in Gong Jiu's eyes, but he didn't dare to disobey the little old man's wishes, and floated down in the water pavilion.

"Since almost everyone has arrived, let's have a banquet to welcome the distinguished guests." The little old man said with a pleasant smile.

As soon as the words fell, a group of maids lined up, holding delicious food and wine.

Suan Xiucai and others also took their seats in an orderly manner.

"Honored guest, please!" said the little old man.

Hao Jian did not refuse, and followed the little old man to the table.

what is interesting……

At their table, the little old man naturally sat at the main seat, Hao Jian sat at the guest seat, but on both sides were beef soup dressed up and Shaman in a nightgown, and beside Shaman was Gong Jiu with a cold face .

Shaman stretched out a lotus arm, and very actively helped Hao Jian pour the wine.

Her sleeves fell to her elbows, and she could vaguely see the obscene clothes inside, and a strange fragrance rushed straight to the tip of Hao Jian's nose.

Gong Jiu's expression changed slightly, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, the beef soup opened a pair of big eyes, intentionally or unconsciously said: "Brother Hao, the beef soup just now...is it delicious?"

The atmosphere on the table was a little delicate.

Hao Jian murmured: "Although the soup is excellent, the wine is also excellent...such a difficult choice...I can only choose...drink it all!"

Niu Niu Tang said angrily: "Brother Hao is not good at all, on the contrary he is very bad!"

As if Shaman didn't hear it, he smiled and didn't speak.

Gong Jiu looked at it expressionlessly, like a piece of ice.

The little old man smiled and said: "You can't have both, you have to lose to gain. Come, drink to win!"

Whether it was Shaman or Gong Jiu, they were all slightly shocked, as if the little old man had seen their thoughts...

After drinking for three rounds, the honest monk finally reappeared, shaking his head and reciting a sentence every time he took a step, "So the sword tried thousands of miles, the mountains collapsed and the valleys collapsed, the Kyushu was cold and bloody, and the oars were bleeding and sharp without reason. , the lonely city is hard to grow, blowing the snow is too late, Xiaofeng is ashamed and doesn't see it, picking up the stars is ashamed and hard to be..."

Among the waterside pavilions, a group of masters were gathering to push cups and change cups, talking loudly and boldly, and they were stunned for a while...

This honest monk...

What the hell did you actually write an "Ode to the Sword Master" to hand in your homework?

Hao Jian's eyes lit up, "Sure enough, it's a masterpiece! Wait for me to play some BGM for the monk!"

As he spoke, he took out the... golden erhu from the big box beside him!

Doesn't this give an accompaniment to "The Fu of the Sword Master"?
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