A noisy sound slowly stopped, and the falling debris also stopped, one stood outside the door, one stood in the room, both of them were slightly incredulous, the collision of Xuan Qi just now was the internal force released by each other, and the two looked at each other in a daze. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Panyun palm, this monk's martial arts, I really admire and admire it. The old man in the room said slowly to the Zen Master Hui Zheng.

Zen Master Hui Zheng slowly lowered his head, and said with his palms together: "Amitabha, the tiger fights claws, and the old man has heard of it for a long time, and it is rare to see it today." ”

When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect that the old monk in front of him actually recognized the martial arts he used just now, and then said coldly: "Since you know my martial arts, then you have already guessed who the old man is!"

"Lao Wei often travels all over the world, and he also knows a little about this set of claw skills, and I heard that only the leader of the Qingtian Sect, Nangong Qingtian, can do it. Zen Master Hui replied.

"Haha...... I didn't expect that I, Nangong Qingtian, have not walked on the rivers and lakes for such a long time, and there are still people who know me, and I am also a monk. Nangong Qingtian laughed loudly.

Nangong Qingtian, the leader of the Qingtian Sect, has tens of thousands of followers under his command, this huge organization, there are noble born upper-class figures, and there are also elegant literati and ink writers, the most of which are really the lowest level of bandits, but the martial arts of the Qingtian Sect are very good.

And Nangong Qingtian is a legendary person, this person is arrogant and eccentric, everything that is recognized by martial arts, he scoffs, and even does the opposite, whatever he thinks is right, others can't say it's wrong, and he has to accept it 100%.

He is also a person who likes to engage in personality worship, he has made himself a god, and everyone will worship him as if he were a god and a Buddha, and if you don't do it, he will punish you with the most severe torture.

Many martial arts people on the rivers and lakes, whether they are white or underworld, as long as they mention the Qingtian Sect, they will talk about it and change color, and they will panic when they hear it. Many famous and decent families can only shake their heads secretly and helplessly, and even in order to survive, they can only wag their tails like dogs and beg for mercy.

Under the suppression of no one, the Qingtian Sect has grown rapidly and has become the largest gang organization in the rivers and lakes, because of the good things to do bad, the bad things to do the absolute good, by the martial arts people recognized as the Demon Sect, so far, the rivers and lakes began to have the name of the righteous and the evil.

However, the growing strength of the Qingtian Sect has disturbed the normal order of the entire martial arts and destroyed the interests of many martial arts sects, especially the sect organizations that claim to be upright.

The Zhengqi League prides itself on being upright in the rivers and lakes, composed of dozens of gangs, and the most important force is the eight major factions, which refer to Qiyun, Qingyuan, Cangyan, Shengyi, Mufu, Putuo, Qilian, and Jinyun.

Looking at Nangong Qingtian's smile, Hui Zheng Zen Master frowned, raised his head and said: "Nangong Sect Master is the leader of the Qingtian Sect, and Lao Wei is also a mortal, so he has naturally heard of your prestige, and besides, you hurt my senior brother back then, of course Lao Gao remembers you." ”

"Oh, your brother......? The old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, killing countless people, but there are very few people who can only be injured but not killed in my hands, I don't know who your senior brother is?" Nangong Qingtian glanced at his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Senior Brother Huiyuan's Dharma name, Zen Master, I wonder if the Nangong Sect Master still remembers?"

"Zen Master Huiyuan? Haha, Zen Master Huiyuan turned out to be your senior brother! I did have a battle with Zen Master Huiyuan in the Western Regions back then, no wonder the Panyun palm you used just now was so familiar. Nangong Qingtian stroked a wisp of white beard under his chin, looked up to the sky and smiled: "It's a pity that I only injured him, but didn't kill him, are you here to avenge your senior brother?"

"Amitabha, Lao Gu is a monk, and he does not settle hatred with worldly grievances. Zen Master Hui Zheng bowed his head.

Nangong Qingtian's heart couldn't help but move, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, secretly wondering if what the old monk said was true? No matter what, let's see.

Then he raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Oh, if you don't make enemies for worldly grievances, then you come here in the middle of the night, are you sleepwalking here?"

Zen Master Hui Zheng said: "Nangong donor said that he laughed, Lao Wei is not sleepwalking here. ”

"Then what is your purpose here?" Nangong Qingtian's face changed, and his eyes widened.

Zen Master Hui Zheng stroked his sleeves, took two steps forward, and said: "During the day, the old man met a young man, and saw that his face was gloomy and his blood was condensed. ”

"Hehe, old monk, that young man has been poisoned, you came here in the middle of the night, what does it matter to me?" Nangong Qingtian's eyes turned slyly, and he said coldly with his hands behind his back.

"Nangong Sect Master, don't be angry, Lao Qu heard the young man say that the thing that hurt him is here, so Lao Qu came to visit in order to prevent that thing from coming out and hurting people again, and he happened to meet Nangong Sect Master. ”

"Let's go! there's no such thing as you said it was. Nangong Qingtian waved his hand and yelled at him.

"Sect Master Nangong, you are in a hurry to drive the old man away, could it be that you have something to do with that thing?" said Zen Master Hui Zheng.

"What is it? The old man doesn't know what you're talking about?" Nangong Qingtian's body shook slightly, and he turned his face away from the Hui Zheng Zen Master.

Seeing that Nangong Qingtian denied it, but his face was so incompatible, Zen Master Hui Zheng was even more convinced that this thing had something to do with him, and that thing was still called in this room just now, and there was only Nangong Qingtian here, except for him, it could be no one else.

No matter how profound the Zen Master Huizai's cultivation of Buddhism is, he is also a little unhappy at this time, and he speaks: "Nangong Sect Master, how could you not know that it was for it that you fought with my senior brother in the Western Regions at the Peak of the Mountains?"

"You...... Now that you know, why do you knowingly ask? Nangong Qingtian's face immediately became gloomy, like a cloud on a pouring rain, and he looked a little angry.

"Sect Master Nangong, it's really you, Lao Wei just heard from Senior Brother that there is that thing hidden in the peaks and peaks, and now I see that you really got it. Do you really want to bring it to the Central Plains and plan to use it to plague the martial arts?"

"You dare to bluff me!" Nangong Qingtian's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said sharply to the Hui Zheng Zen Master: "I can't get it over, it's none of your business, since you want to be nosy, it seems that I can't let you go today." ”

"Amitabha, as long as you give up your life, you can change the peace of the world, and the old man is willing. Zen Master Hui Zai clasped his palms together lightly.

"Hmph, old bald donkey, your senior brother is defeated in my hands, it's up to you, haha...... Are you okay?" Nangong Qingtian sneered coldly.

"The old man knows that he can't do it, but he has to try to the death. Zen Master Hui Zheng flicked his long sleeves back and looked at him with a righteous face.

"Okay, the old man will fulfill you!" Nangong Qingtian roared angrily, and his blue-brown iron hands suddenly clenched loudly.

In the blink of an eye, the galloping body was like a firecracker ejected, with a sharp blue palm wind, raindropping.