Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Confucianism and Taoism, power can not be bent!

After a few sounds, the four figures took a mighty, heavy mountainous atmosphere and fell to the front of Xiao Chen and Yang Qing.

The head of the person, the scholar dressed, white no need, floating in a refined atmosphere.

At this moment, all four people came from the sword, and the refined atmosphere was transformed into an upright and upright spirit, and the look was firm and the eyebrows were unparalleled.

The momentum of the body, infinitely rising, between the blink of an eye, raised to the momentum of the peak of Dayuandan.

If Xiao Chen thinks thoughtfully, this mightyness can't be bent. It is similar to his own god, and it is all about improving his momentum and strength in a short period of time.

However, the method of concealing the spirit of Confucianism and Taoism is much better than the **** of the gods alone.

The four men each had a sword, and the sword was turbulent. The mountains and rivers trembled and hit the black iron konjac.

boom!

The space trembled, the black iron konjac could not be arrogant, and his life was suppressed. Under these four swords, he was rushed out.

The smashing of a sword might not be able to bend, except for the one who was the first one, the other three were white, and stopped to sigh.

The white-faced scholar is, in the air, a few swords and flowers, the sword is like a chess, the sword is like a child, the sound of the sound, bright and crisp.

"Good swordsmanship."

Xiao Chen looked at the gods, could not help but whisper.

The other side of the sword, really exquisite, the sword is like a chess, with a sword like a god. All kinds of swords, use whatever you want, not eclectic.

Seemingly indiscriminate combination, in fact, all recruits have deep meaning, and each time the sword is laid out. After the ten strokes were over, the bureau also succeeded in laying down, and saw the white-faced scholar, and received the sword.

Slowly falling, there was a tremor in the air, and some of the inconspicuous swords had fallen.

Gathered into a Jianguang light, the black iron konjac's chest, a large washbasin wound, blood like a spring.

The injury was heavy enough, but the black iron konjac was still fierce, but stayed for a while, screaming, or chose to re-enter the jungle.

After confirming that this black iron konjac is really far away, the white-faced scholar took three other companions and walked toward Xiao Chen and Yang Qing.

Xiao Chen is not moving, and see what the gang is going to do.

Although the black iron konjac is so powerful that it can be found in the mountain knives, Xiao Chen does not use other people to help.

At first, nothing was unexpected. In addition, the means of hiding the atmosphere of the black iron konjac was very high, and this did not pay attention.

But Yang Qing, since he shot, helped him get a breathing time, there is no problem in running away.

There is no need for four people to help each other. Xiao Chen can solve this problem in the same way, so there is no special gratitude in my heart.

The most important thing is that Xiao Chen feels that these four people are not simply helping, and it feels like they are deliberately showing their strength.

"Thank you for the four shots, and did not ask."

The basic number of gifts, still have to, Xiao Chen step forward, arched.

"Xiao Gongzi is polite, even if I can't wait, Xiao Gongzi has the same way to deal with it. In the next Wang book, these three are my younger brothers, we are all from the Confucian school."

White-faced scholars, but also sincere, did not put on the spectrum of pride.

"Confucianism? What is the relationship between the Lord and Wang Yueming?" Xiao Chen asked in a heart and asked softly.

Mentioning Wang Yueming, several other Confucian disciples, all flashed a arrogant look in their eyes, and said: "That is my brother, we are all disciples of the same gentleman, but Brother Wang, went to a forbidden place."

"Forbidden!"

Yang Qing snorted, but then relieved: "Also, one of the three great talents, Wang Yueming does have a qualification for a forbidden place."

The Wang book smiled and looked at Xiao Chen seriously: "This is not to talk about, Xiao Gongzi, what do you think of our strength."

Xiao Chen indulged for a moment, as the truth said: "It is very strong. If you join hands, I am afraid that it is difficult to cope with it easily. Especially Wang Gongzi, a sword, is an eye-opener, a sword like a chess, a cloud of light, and an eclectic style. Harvesting, but it is vigorous and vigorous, killing and decisive, and working hard."

I got Xiao Chen’s evaluation. The Wang book is obviously very happy. He said with modest smile: “It’s not worth mentioning, it’s still a lot worse than Xiao Gong’s knife.”

"Xiao Gongzi... How is this person so embarrassed, mother-in-law, I still don't know what he is doing now?"

In the mind, Yang Qing’s voice sounded, and Xiao Chen smiled and responded: “No hurry, Confucianism, this is the temper.”

The Wang book was idle for a while, and then said: "Before the battle between Xiao Gongzi and the monk of the Xuanguang Temple, we all look in the eyes. In fact, we have to ask the Buddha and Taiwan, and we do not need to form an alliance with the monks."

"The arrogance of our Confucianism is equally great for the demon."

"The black iron konjac just now, after being demonized, can face our Confucian swordsmanship, or be forced to flee."

Xiao Chen is clear, Hao Ranqi, and Buddhism Fowe, on a certain level, does have the same effect.

At the same time, I can understand that the other four people mean, I want to join hands with myself and ask the Buddha.

"Wang Bianxiong, I want to join hands and ask the Buddha together?"

The Wang book nodded: "It is not simple to ask the Buddha, the demon in the temple is wise, and it is no different from us. And they have long been accustomed to the power of the world of the demon battlefield, the strength that can be erupted under the same realm, Better than us."

Come to this demon battlefield, including Xiao Chen, the strength has been suppressed, just how much.

"Xiao Gongzi also saw our strength just now. How do you want to go to the Buddhist platform together?" The Wang book reveals a very confident look and is quite confident in his invitation.

Xiao Chen and Yang Qing looked at each other and said: "I have discussed with my companion for a while."

The two walked aside and communicated with each other.

Xiao Chen said: "What do you think of Yang girl? I don't care. The natural treasures in the jungle have made me very satisfied. Now I just need to ask the Buddha and watch the ancient Buddha statues."

His purpose is quite firm, that is, in order to enhance the Buddha's heart, the powerful Moye broke the knife, and all other gains, but it is an extra harvest.

Yang Qing thinks thoughtfully: "I don't care, but Xiao Gongzi, don't be deceived by the Confucian disciples and the face of benevolence."

Xiao Chen looked at the other side with amazement. This Yang Qing seems to have a lot of complaints against Confucian people. Previously, there was no such expression against the vultures.

After the consultation, Xiao Chen had a bottom in his heart and slowly came over.

"How, what is the result of the discussion?" Wang asked.

"Yes, but if there are gains in the middle, we must account for 60% of the two, you can only divide 40%."

"Then we are four people, not one person only accounts for 10%." Immediately there are Confucian disciples, expressing dissatisfaction.

Wang Fang’s mouth was also slightly twitching. He smiled and said: “Xiao Gongzi, we are sincere...”

Anyway, it doesn't matter. Xiao Chen can actually open a little more. Six or four is also a plan he is more sincere.

"That's it, leave."

Since the other party feels that he is not sincere, it doesn't make much sense to talk about it. Xiao Chen waved his hand and left with Yang Qing.

"Damn, Wang Biange, this white knives, really shameless face."

"We kindly helped him, and actually opened my mouth to the lion."

"It's mad, and it's too much to put people in our Confucian school in the eye."

"Wang Bian Ge, simply don't be polite to him. He has something on his body. We can grab it directly."

Looking at Xiao Chen's long distance, people in the Confucian Institute expressed dissatisfaction.

The look of the king's book is faint and uncertain, and the eyes are full of anger.

The reason for finding Xiaochen cooperation, in addition to the strength of Xiao Chen, the Wang book is more concerned about the mysterious things of his Xiao Chen.

He suspected that there must be some deep treasures in the body of Xiao Chen. Otherwise, it is impossible to ask for this in Foshan.

However, if you want to force Xiao Chen to start, you really have no end. The woman next to him, watching his shot is not a leisurely person.

Just as he didn't know how to be good, a group of people came quickly below and looked up.

I saw Yan Feng, who was previously defeated by Xiao Chen, and led a disciple of Xuanguang Temple, who was rushing to the top of the mountain.

"Book of Light Temple, really mysterious!"

The face of the Wang book suddenly showed a smile, a faint saying: "There is always time for me."