Martial Arts: Chased by Extinct Old Ni at the beginning

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"Then don't worry about it, not everyone is qualified to talk to this deity, let's take you!"

Feel around him for a moment.

But they found a piece of silk cloth, which happened to be the genealogy of King Dayan's family and a secret book recording 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the copy of Shaolin Temple's 72 stunts. Will it be uploaded to the Sutra Pavilion and recovered?"

"Upload, and recycle, when I have time to study."

In an instant, a copy was copied directly, but now there is no need to sign in.

It is also more certain that the other party should be Murong Bo.

"Hey, it's going to be interesting later, the monk over there, since you saw it, hurry up and get over here."

"Amitabha, thank you Duan Benefactor for capturing this thief, please hand him over to us and the abbot to deal with."

Xuan Bei and Xuan Nan fell lightly to the ground.

Murong Bo's expression was very ugly.

If this falls into the hands of Shaolin Temple, life will be really difficult.

"This old boy really owes his hand. This is yours, right? It was found from this old boy. He is indeed the grandson of Murong Bo."

Duan Feng kicked Murong Bo flying, causing him to fall to the ground again.

Throwing out the copybook casually, XuanNan held it in his hand.

"Here, this is my Shaolin Temple 72 stunts, Grandmaster Duan?"

"The ones found on him will be returned to their original owners. Don't underestimate this guy. At least he has the ultimate strength in the world. Now I have sealed his inner strength with my unique acupoints. Don't disturb the deity to teach the disciples, and the deity will meet later." Going to Shaolin Temple."

"Amitabha, thank you, Grandmaster Duan, for your help. Shaolin will surely repay you in the future."

Xuan Bei couldn't help showing a little wry smile.

Ever since they learned what happened, they never imagined that it would lead to so many riots.

Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, resigned.

Fortunately, they never felt that hostility from Duan Feng.

Otherwise, I really don't know how to get along with it.

Xuan Ku looked at Duan Yu to one side, saw that he was meditating, it was inconvenient to think too much, so he had to say goodbye and leave.

Let's talk about Murong Bo, after hearing that Duan Feng is the master, his face changed drastically, and he was shocked by him.

What's more, he didn't expect that the other party was very familiar with him. This was a sudden disaster. God knows that he ran out of Shaolin Temple and attracted such a big boss. It's too unfair to lose.

"I don't accept it, I don't accept it, you let me go, we will fight one-on-one, what's the matter with your sneak attack."

"Hey, Murong old thief, is this the first day you have come to Jianghu? You were the one who came out of nowhere just now. Blame me. Then go to the Palace of the King of Hell and blame me. I won't talk nonsense with you. There will be a trial waiting for you later. .”

"What do you mean, please explain clearly!"

Duan Feng waved his hand, signaling Xuan Ku and the others to leave.

Go to Duan Yu's side and wait.

That Murong Bo was arrested, it was still through his hands, and it was considered to have completed the task, which really made him look down on Murong Bo's skill.

At this stage, he just went to the Sutra Pavilion to meet the old monk who swept the floor, and he didn't know if he was the person he was thinking of.

if.

Then the game of chess played by the opponent is interesting.

Half a day passed.

Duan Yu wakes up leisurely.

"Master, why is it getting dark?"

Rubbed his eyes.

Duan Yu stood up.

Stepping forward to take his pulse, Duan Feng said with satisfaction: "The absorption is not bad, at least it has increased the internal strength for 50 years. Now you are better than your father. If you see Duan Yanqing next time, maybe you can Protect your father."

"Thank you master for passing on the skills, Duan Yu is very grateful!"

Seeing the other party kneeling and kowtowing, Duan Feng accepted it.

Help him up, and said: "Now it's getting late, when you leave Shaolin Temple, I will pass on your one Yang finger and the six-meridian sword. The first swordsmanship, you don't want to lose the face of your ancestors."

"Yes!"

"Okay, wait until one day you will be promoted to a grandmaster, and this deity will pass on your sword control skills to you!"

If you want to say that this big return pill is really a good thing.

At least he can build masters in batches, but some of them are not very safe, and the sequelae obviously need a long time to settle.

Return to Shaolin.

Duan Yu was very excited along the way.

With these internal forces, even very basic martial arts can produce high power.

This is the skill of a master of inner strength.

The Beiming Divine Art is the most exquisite internal martial art of the Taoist school, and it is the secret of the head of the Xiaoyao School. To be honest, although Duan Feng has never practiced it, he is very familiar with some of the fallacies of this art.

Carefully explain the truth to Duan Yu, and at the same time ponder it secretly.

Maybe within ten years, Duan Yu should be able to set foot in Xiantian, half the time later than Xiao Feng, also because the two people have different recognition of martial arts.

One is the ability to settle down, and the other is dispensable.

Arrive at the location of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple.

There were already several monks waiting for a long time, seeing that it was Duan Feng and Duan Yu, they hurried forward.

"But Grandmaster Duan and Prince Zhennan of Dali?"

"It's us!"