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Taixue Palace.

The Buddhist scriptures tower has four floors.

Shuru heard the words of the kid in front of him, and his face showed a strange expression. For some reason, he always felt a little weird.

On the side, Bai Wangyu also felt the strangeness, took a step forward, took over the topic, and said, "Master Zhang, we went to the place of mutation before, Brother Li has seen how powerful the spells drawn by Master Zhang himself are, and I have been thinking about it for a long time. I am in awe, so I want to ask for a few today.”.biqugé

In the back, Huanzhu immediately understood where he was wrong, put away his superficial respect, grinned, and said, "Master Zhang, we have an agreement, I will give you a complete collection of Taoist spells, and you can take care of the spells on my side." !"

"You boy, you are really a master who refuses to suffer."

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

"Ten of the spells in the Encyclopedia of Talismans, let's take ten." Huanzhu said boldly.

"Go away, do you want to exhaust my old man to death!"

Shuru said angrily, "Why don't you want a hundred."

"Old man, the water that is splashed out after what you said, you have to keep your word."

Huanzhu smiled and said, "It's you who said that the spell is enough."

"The old man has said a lot, how can I remember every word."

Shuru said decisively, "How do you prove that the old man said this?"

"..."

Huanzhu is speechless, this old man is really disrespectful.

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

She thought that there was no such thing as respecting the old and loving the young.

While the two were talking, Chang Yu was still winking, signaling to Huanzhu and Bai Wangyu to intercede for him.

It's a pity that none of the people present saw it. Perhaps, if they saw it, they pretended not to see it.

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

This girl is really smart, she knows everything.

No matter how hard it is, even he may find it difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

"Old man, you must be kind."

Huanzhu saw that the bad old man in front of him was starting to play tricks, blinked and said, "There is not only that one book of Taoist spells."

When Shuru heard the boy's words, he was stunned, his face immediately changed, and he said with a smile, "Li family boy, the old man was joking with you just now, you need a spell, the old man will help you draw, what a big deal. "

"..."

This time, he couldn't even listen to Bai Wangyu anymore, he turned his head, feeling a little ashamed.

His Confucian masters are really the same.

Just when Bai Wangyu brought Huanzhu to fight wits and bravery with Shuru Zhangzun.

To the southeast of Taixue Palace.

In front of the dilapidated small courtyard, Li Ziye came with Nan'er, and when he was about to enter the small courtyard, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Buddhist scriptures tower.

Counting the time, it should be time to return the beads.

The masters of the Confucian school are all human beings, and Huanzhu can only be considered as a teacher if he passes their test.

It is most suitable to practice with those old men, which is difficult and less risky.

"Bad guy, what's wrong?"

Beside, Nan'er saw the former stop and asked in puzzlement.

"fine."

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

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

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

"Senior, Nan'er is here."

Li Ziye also bowed forward as before, and was about to leave immediately.

"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 an opponent of senior, so what's the point of such a competition?"

"Let her see."

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

After hearing what the woman in front of him said, Li Ziye immediately understood, with a slightly condensed expression, he asked, "How many tricks?"

"Ten moves." Lu Baimei responded.

"it is good."

Li Ziye agreed, stretched out his hand and patted the head of the girl beside him, and said, "Nan'er, step back a bit, and besides, watch how your master uses the gun in actual combat!"

"Ah."

Nan'er responded obediently, then turned and trot 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 down from the swing, shattering the rockery nearby that had been abandoned for many years with one palm, and then, a blue spear flew towards him, with a terrifying murderous aura that made people shudder.

After 20 years, the reappearance of the Hongchen gun also symbolizes that Lu Baimei really has the intention to pass on the Hongchen gun.

When Li Ziye saw the blue spear in the woman's hand in front of him, his expression became serious.

This gun is not easy.

Just in time, let's confirm whether the marksmanship of the white-browed senior is the same as that of the Hibiscus girl.

"bring it on."

Lu Baimei held the gun in one hand, and said indifferently.

"Senior, be careful!"

Li Ziye didn't ask for help, and of course, he didn't have the qualifications to take care of him. He stepped on his feet and preempted strikes.

Take a look.

Li Ziye had already arrived in front of Lu Baimei, and the fine steel fan in his hand was slashing across, the sharp sharp edge directly hit the vital point of the throat, without mercy.

Fighting short soldiers against long soldiers, shortening the distance, is the only chance of victory.

Li Ziye, who has experienced many battles, has no understanding of battles like the martial arts rookie he used to be.

When Lu Baimei saw the iron fan passing by his throat, he folded back to avoid the front of the fan. At the same time, he put his spear on the ground and kicked it.

Li Ziye grabbed his leg with both hands, and felt a huge force, and his feet slipped three steps away.

The distance was suddenly opened.

In an instant, the Red Dust Spear in Lu Baimei's hand pierced through the air, and the sharp edge pierced the former's heart.

Li Ziye turned sideways to avoid the Red Dust Gun, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the gun.

Unexpectedly.

With a twist of the gun in Lu Baimei's hand, he swept away thousands of troops, splitting gold and cracking stone.

Seeing this, Li Ziye stretched out his hand and patted the gun body, taking advantage of the momentum, he jumped up, and the fine steel fan in his hand turned into streamers of light and flew out at the same time, with a dazzling sharpness.

"Gorgeous!"

Lu Baimei commented indifferently, and spun his gun to block the fan bones.

"Just use it!"

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

"Be careful!"

Seeing the former rushing up, Lu Baimei reminded him, twisting the red dust gun in his hand, the gun head and gun body separated immediately, holding the gun head in one hand, turning into a short soldier, and holding the gun body in the other, maintaining the advantage of a long soldier.

"boom!"

The refined steel fan and the head of Hongchen's gun collided head-on, and the rest of the energy shook. Li Ziye took a few steps back, and before he could catch his breath, the gun swept across thousands of troops.

In a hurry, Li Ziye straddled the fine steel fan to block the attack, but felt a numbness in his right arm, and the iron fan flew out of his hand.

God again.

The tip of the spear and the long spear are combined into one, and the sharp edge has reached the front of the throat.

Li Ziye saw the Red Dust Gun in front of his throat, so he didn't fight any more, and said, "This junior lost."

Lu Baimei, the Red Dust Gun, deserves to be the number one gun in the world 20 years ago.

Really great.

Now he is still far behind.

I am afraid that only a master of the level of Master Xianzi can fight against him.

However, this battle proved one thing.

Mu Jin's marksmanship was learned from this senior with white eyebrows!