different paths

"I don't think so." Just when everyone was discussing, Qiu Wanzhan said, "Little brother Yue just used the first level of tongue-pulling hell last time, and everyone already feels the same. If it really reaches the eighteenth level... There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "I heard that it is a saw hell, can you all stand here well?"

As soon as the word "knife and saw" came out, many people trembled. Just imagining the tragic scene of the knife sawing the mud and plow was already frightening, let alone being in it and experiencing the same pain.

"Then according to Elder Qiu, what level of realm is this?" Someone asked.

"Hunqiu, I'll just say it. If I'm wrong, please forgive me." Qiu Wanzhan pondered for a moment, and then said, "It is said that one of the eighteen mud plows is the evil mirror hell. Appeared in the mirror of evil, there is no escape."

Hearing this, Monk Fa Yan nodded his head and said, "Indeed, one of the eighteen mud plows is the evil mirror mud plow."

"That's it." Qiu Wanzhan said, "I'm afraid that little brother Yue's move just now is to coincide with this evil mirror hell, and all the evils shown are also applied to him. How powerful is the power of the sky rushing formation? The backlash suffered by the people is so deep. Just now, the Tianchong formation hit Brother Jia with all its strength. If Brother Yue was not merciful, I am afraid that these nine people would not be as simple as suffering some flesh and blood. gone."

"How powerful are these eighteen mud plow palms?" After hearing Qiu Wanzhan's words, many people were dubious.Leaving aside how mysterious and mysterious the state of Nie Jingnili is, just saying that Yue Chentan's "hands are merciful" has beaten the three talented sword formation to pieces. Let people count as ten, and defeat the heroes?

Everyone has only heard the name of the eighteen mud plow palms, but now they are fortunate enough to see two of them, and they feel a little bit like "Is the belief evil? Is the dream evil?" It should be the martial arts of the present world, it should only be the unique skill of the immortal family.

Someone muttered to himself: "I don't know what level this evil mirror hell is..."

Monk Fayan said: "This Sajia knows that the Niejingni plow is the fourth floor among the eighteen plows."

Fourth floor.

It's only the fourth level, and it has already defeated the Wudang Juezhen Sancai Sword Formation. If it reaches the No.18 level, what about the power of the palm technique?

Everyone was silent for a moment, only to feel that the ultimate power of the eighteen clay plow palms had exceeded the limit of their imagination, and this immeasurable feeling alone had already given them a bit of a chill.

Han Lingzi looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of despair and desolation.He has been studying martial arts for several years, but for the first time he has this feeling of helplessness.

No wonder……

He smiled complacently, with a few stray strands of hair flying in the air, and said to the human being opposite: "It's a poor man whose skill is not as good as a man's. It really is a hero born a young man." He got up and left the stage neatly.

He didn't specify whether it was Jia Wujue or Yue Chentan who was not skilled enough.It's just that after everyone in Wudang left the stage, more and more eyes were fixed on Jia Wujue, not to mention Yue Chentan, as soon as he stood there, many people greeted him with smiles, even if he tried to force his way Say a few words.

Qiu Wanzhan looked thoughtfully at Yue Chentan in the center of the crowd surrounded by stars.

"Brother Qiu, why don't you go up and reveal your hands?" Jia Wujue suddenly leaned towards him and asked.

Qiu Wanzhan withdrew his gaze, and said with a lazy smile on his face: "Hun Qiu, I love wine and not martial arts, and I won't make a move if I can."

"Then Brother Qiu came to the Sword Appreciation Conference just to drink?"

"No, no." Qiu Wanzhan shook his head with a smile.

"Wu Shaoxia, you don't know, we Elder Qiu, first of all, we have good wine, and second, it's fun!" A beggar gang disciple interjected.

Jia Wujue looked at the satisfied expressions of all the beggar gang disciples present, and said, "Could it be that everyone is here to see the excitement?"

"Naturally." A few Beggar Sect disciples patted their chests and said, "Elder Qiu said that our Beggar Sect disciples should take watching the excitement of the world as our mission."

Jia Wujue looked at the faces of several young Beggar Gang disciples Chunliang, and then at Qiu Wanzhan's smiling face: "...Oh."

It was night, and Longyuan Villa was brightly lit.

Lanterns are hung high, colored candles are lit everywhere, gold and stone are in harmony, silk and bamboo are tactful.

The village was crowded with people, and everyone had a happy smile on their faces——

It is always a joyful thing to see lovers finally get married.Tonight is the day of great joy for Lu Changqi's daughter, Lu Mingshu.

Unlike the women who wandered around in the rivers and lakes, although Lu Mingshu came from a martial arts family, she was raised in a boudoir, and no one in the rivers and lakes had ever seen her true face.This time I was fortunate enough to witness her leaving the court with my own eyes. Although her face would be hidden under the red hijab, her demeanor could not be hidden.Many people came to the wedding to satisfy their faint curiosity.

"The bride arrives—"

Following Xi Niang's shout, and with the support of two maidservants, a graceful figure appeared in front of everyone.Let's talk about these two maids first, wearing exquisite tufted heads and red and gold gowns, they are already beautiful and delicious.The woman supported by the two of them has an indescribable charm just by moving her lotus steps lightly.This woman's Hongshang Xiapei shakes her crown step by step, and her red hijab covers her face just right, revealing a little bit of jade, which arouses people's daydream.Under the pleated skirt of flowers, a pair of bright red embroidered shoes were looming, and as she walked, she wore a pendant around her, making people involuntarily focus on her slender waist.

What a stunner!

Even though everyone present did not see her face, they had already made a judgment in their hearts.Quite a few people intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Zhe Ri who was waiting at the side, secretly envious of this person's good luck.

Compared with the well-dressed bride, the dress that hides the sun is a bit low-key.He was dressed in a ochre-colored robe, with a jade belt around his waist and black shoes on his feet. If it wasn't for the bride walking towards him gracefully, everyone would probably regard him as a guest who came to congratulate him.

"Why don't you show your true colors on this big day?" Jia Wujue looked at the two newcomers, but felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Yue Chentan sat beside him, and said calmly after hearing the words: "Why, are you curious about his appearance?"

Jia Wujue glanced at him: "Don't you want to know what Master Lu's son-in-law Chenglong Kuai looks like?"

"Do not want to."

"..." Jia Wuyu scratched his nose and said in a low voice, "You are so boring."

Although his voice was low, Yue Chentan could hear it very clearly.He was silent for a while amidst the noise, his eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow, and when he looked at him suddenly, there was an indescribable charm.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Jia Wujue thought he was sullen again, so he looked at him cautiously, and asked tentatively, "Are you angry?" To this day, Jia Wujue has figured out some ways, don't look at Yue Chen. Tan was born in Buddhism, and sometimes his mind is smaller than the tip of a needle when something happens.Let's just talk about before, I just concealed a few words, which is not considered cheating, and this person turned his face and refused to recognize him, as if he wanted to break off friendship.So, in today's world, not only children need to be coaxed, but young monks also need to be coaxed.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Jia Wujue sighed from the bottom of his heart, and bumped his shoulder: "I was just joking, don't take it to heart."

Yue Chentan said coolly: "Forgive me for your dull aptitude, I can't tell when your Excellency is serious and when you are joking."

Seeing his reticence, Jia Wubai sighed heavily, and said earnestly, "Aren't you afraid that Shaoxia Yue will lose his temper because of a mere joke?"

"What do the heroes of the martial arts have to do with me." Yue Chentan said indifferently, but his attitude eased after all.

Seeing this, Jia Wujue felt as though he had been pardoned, and exhaled deeply, "I said, Lao Yue, as the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter, but only those who are wise can take it with pleasure, and honest words are harsh, but only those who are wise can accept it—"

Yue Chentan interrupted him mercilessly: "So?"

"Has anyone ever said that you have a really weird temper?" Jia Wuchai finished the rest of the sentence in one breath, and then waited for Yue Chentan's reaction with piercing eyes.

Yue Chentan frowned slightly, but when he thought about it seriously, Jia Wuchai really wanted to tease him about his upright appearance.However, before Jia Wucha could open his mouth, Yue Chentan took a step ahead of him and said, "When I first entered the mountain, Uncle Du Kuu vaguely said, 'Although this son's temperament is quite similar to yours, it's not necessarily a bad thing'." After finishing, he looked at Jia Wu and said, "Does this count?"

"What do you think?" Jia Wujue looked at him.

"You Zhengping seldom have the ability to argue, but you are still arrogant and arrogant." After finishing speaking, Yue Chentan took a deep look at him, "In your opinion, I am no different from him?"

Under the oppressive gaze of the other party, Jia Wuhao hurriedly said, "Of course it's different."

"Oh?" Yue Chentan still stared at him.

"Well," Jia Wukai said bravely, "You were born in Shaolin, so you are naturally different from him."

"So it's just so different." Yue Chentan said lightly.

"There's more," Jia Wuchao said hastily, "It's said that you Zhengping have few close friends, only Kong Rong and Yang Bianxiu. You..." He hesitated, "I'm afraid you have fewer close friends than him." He said Originally, he wanted to say that Yue Chentan's best friend was probably only one person, but after all, he was so weak that he couldn't say that.

"Really." Yue Chentan's tone was calm, but his eyes had become gentle.

Just as Jia Wuchai was holding his breath and waiting for his next words, Yue Chentan suddenly said: "It's good that you know." After saying that, he glanced at him, which was quite meaningful.

Jia Wukai's face turned hot when he saw him, and he felt his chest throbbing, as if a living thing was about to jump out of his mouth.He quickly shut his mouth, patted his chest, and focused his eyes on the distance as if nothing had happened.

"What is on the eaves that you care about so much?"

Just as he was wandering in vain, a familiar voice came from the side.

Jia Wuchai hurriedly looked back, looked at the person who spoke, and couldn't help feeling warm in his ears, and hurriedly said: "That colored silk is so beautiful."

"The east eaves are hung with colored silk, and the west eaves you saw just now are hung with lanterns." Yue Chentan said leisurely.

When Jia Wuchai heard this, he immediately blushed, didn't speak, turned his head and ignored him.

Yue Chentan was not annoyed, looking at his shy and annoyed appearance, a happy smile appeared in Jing Ruojing's eyes.