Ring color said softly:

"The monk doesn't seem to be displeased, let's go inside!"

Li Tan followed behind Jiese, and said secretly in his heart:

"It's really a kind feeling, could it be that the monk who has lived for a thousand years inside really knows me, or is it a descendant of the Li family? And this person still exudes a sense of death?"

Li Tan has opened up Parkway, and he has sensed the mysteries of heaven and earth, and the monks in the Forgotten Dust Cliff are obviously going to end their lives...

Huang Wei followed behind Li Tan and said silently:

"What a strong spirit! This person's cultivation is extraordinary, and he deserves to be a monk!"

Xiong Lei was in the woods twenty meters away from the Forgotten Dust Cliff, and there were Xiong Feng and others beside him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiong Feng said urgently:

"Big brother, they've gone to see the monks, should we use bombs to kill them together?"

Xiong Lei's eyes were like knives, he glanced at them coldly, and said indifferently:

"No, I think, it's time for us to go! I thought I had gained something today, but I didn't think of going in vain!"

"Big brother, don't you want the magic cheats in the cave?"

Xiong Lei didn't answer, turned around and walked deeper into the woods...

The light in the cave of Forgotten Dust Cliff was very dim, but he could clearly see the appearance of the people in the cave, he, not like a Chinese, looked at least seventy or eighty years old, his face was full of wrinkles and age spots, but he couldn't hide the blazing light from his sky blue eyes!

His upper clothes were rotten, and only a shriveled figure remained!

Scar said secretly in his heart:

"Ah? It turns out that the predecessors who taught me martial arts are like this?"

In his mind, the monk in the cave must be a burly, elegant, and martial arts master with unique skills, but he didn't expect it to be a shriveled old man, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart!

The eyes of the monk made Li Tan stand on the spot as if he was struck by lightning!

Under the tight T-shirt, the pair of plump and full, proud twin peaks that are about to come out are like the ups and downs of the tide, difficult to calm down, she never expected that the monk of Yangming Temple would be him!

The monk raised his head and glanced at Li Tan and the others, and said in that old voice:

"I've been waiting for a long, long time, so long that I've even lost my last patience, but, providently, I'm really..."

"Wait!" The monk looked a little excited, and his eyes were blazing, looking at Li Tan...

Li Tanwu was like a river overturning, and he took a step back in disbelief and stared at the monk.

The monk looked even more excited, pointed at Li Tan, his eyes showed excitement, and said:

"That's right! I'm already sure that you're the one you've been waiting for for a poor monk for more than a thousand years!"

Huang Wei's eyes widened, and he said with some surprise:

"You're waiting for her?"

The monk waved his hand to everyone and said:

"Let's get out first!"

Everyone immediately felt as if they were being pushed violently, and involuntarily withdrew from the cave of Forgotten Dust Cliff, Huang Wei glanced at it and found that Li Tan did not come out, and immediately stepped forward to break through, but unexpectedly, he hurriedly stopped him, and stared at him firmly, as if telling him with his eyes that if he broke through, he would block it!

The martial arts of the monk were higher than Huang Wei's, so he had to wait patiently, frowning, speculating what the monks and Li Tan were doing in the cave!

In the cave, the monk who had run out of oil stood up abruptly, and his trembling hands brushed at Li Tan's beautiful face.

Li Tan frowned coldly, wanting to avoid these shriveled and wrinkled hands, but she didn't avoid them in the end!

Because, she knows that he, whose life is gradually dissipating, is on the verge of dying, and she doesn't want him to die without turning a blind eye!

The monk got his wish and hugged Li Tan's delicate and delicate face, and said cordially:

"Let me see you clearly!"

As he spoke, a pair of tearful old eyes carefully looked at Li Tan, who was still young and beautiful.

When he was young, the monk laughed and said:

"Sure enough, your eyebrows are like the moon, your nose is like gall, your eyes are like autumn pupils, your face is like a peony, you are glamorous, cold and arrogant without losing your charm, you really haven't changed at all, and you are still the most beautiful she in my memory!"

Li Tan didn't answer, his heart was uneasy, and the dusty memories were like waves of tide, endlessly rolling...

The monk stroked the messy green silk on Li Yanxiu's forehead and said:

"Senior sister, do you know that I have been waiting for you for many years, just waiting for today?"

Li Tan was still speechless, standing still.

The monk said:

"Now, I'll tell you my story!"

Li Tan listened intently.

The monk sighed and said:

"After saying goodbye to that year, I did not return to the Shushan Sword Sect, but wandered the rivers and lakes, practiced chivalry, and finally met the opponent in the north! I happened to hear that the owner of Penglai Xiandao Fang Qian's martial arts was unbeatable in the world, so I resolutely crossed Penglai Island, found Fang Qian, and met his friends with martial arts, and the last move was defeated, which also began my adventure, when I was young and vigorous, I thought that a move to defeat would not only be a personal gain or loss, but also an insult to the prestige of the Sword Sect!

He saw that I was obsessed with swords, and he felt pity, and he did not hesitate to show me the family swordsmanship 'Fang Family Sword Spectrum'. At a glance, I only felt that the Fang family's sword spectrum was broad and profound, and I couldn't help but be ecstatic when I concentrated the strengths of the original famous factions.

So I studied this set of swordsmanship that was different from the Shushan Sword Sect and the Tianshan Sword Sect day and night, and with my qualifications, I had achieved it in less than half a year. But I'm not satisfied! I vow to cultivate and combine our Shushan swordsmanship and Tianshan swordsmanship with the Fangjia swordsmanship, complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses, and creating a set of swordsmanship to the next level! After half a year of painstaking study, I finally created a set of unparalleled swordsmanship, Wuji!

The so-called Wuji is the combination of soft and rigid swordsmanship with the two extremes of Qiankun Yin and Yang, and the meaning of infinite power of each other.

In order to give full play to the Wuji Sword Technique, I dissolved the Sancai Sword I accidentally obtained from the Tibetan Sword Villa and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Treasure Sword, and forged another strong sword! It is the peerless blade that I spent half a year and painstakingly forged, the Wuji Divine Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the priest slapped his right hand on the wall on the right.

With a bang, a golden light flew out of the wall and shot straight towards the monk.

With a flick of his hand, Saenke took the golden light in his hand.

Li Tan looked at it, and it turned out to be a black sword, wide and long, and there was a long bloody sword on the sword!

The monk stared at the sword in his hand and sighed:

"Wuji, my old friend, you haven't been alive for a hundred years, haven't you?"

As he spoke, his shriveled left hand gently stroked the blade of the sword and said:

"Senior sister, since practicing the Wuji Sword Technique, Fang Qian has really been very kind to me, I am afraid of face, it is really difficult to make a move against him, so I want to find another master to confirm the power of this set of sword techniques.

Later, I heard that in martial arts, there has always been another mysterious swordsmanship, Divine Sword Villa!

Although Shenjian Villa has long been hidden in the rivers and lakes, it is said that it also has a proud disciple who has taken refuge in Buddhism.

The descendants of this Shenjian Villa are the apprentices of the Tang Dynasty holy monk Xuanzang Zen Master, Wukong Zen Master!

At that time, my competitive spirit was at its peak, and after a long journey, I finally arrived at the White Horse Temple, and I also met Wukong Zen Master.

I said proudly:

'Zen Master Wukong!I have heard that your sword has become superb, please give me advice!'

Zen Master Wukong was forced by me to be helpless, so he just nodded and said:

'Alas, since the donor insisted on going his own way, the old man had no choice but to accompany him!'

At that moment, the two of us started a fierce battle! This time, it was my first duel since I had practiced the Wuji Sword Technique, and of course I went all out! But the results of the battle were greatly beyond my expectations! In less than ten moves, the victory and defeat were divided, and the Wukong Zen Master was defeated! He was defeated, not because he had a vain name. On the contrary, it is the benefits and subtleties of the Infinite Sword Technique, which has greatly exceeded the imagination of me, a sword creator!

Just when I was pleasantly surprised, I suddenly felt a heart-rending sharp pain all over my body, the meridians were tense, and the whole person seemed to burst! It turned out that Yin and Yang were combined, although they had incomparable power, only softness and rigidity went to extremes, and they excluded each other, but there was a danger of their lives! Not only that, but my mind gradually went crazy, but fortunately, Wukong Zen Master did not remember the past suspicions, and now calmed my heart with pure Buddhist skills.

And concentrate on conditioning my meridians, and after a few days, it is finally fine. However, although the wound has healed, my heart has become difficult to control itself, and the murderous thoughts are still full of heart! Zen Master Wukong had no choice but to leave me in the temple and use the scriptures to open the ferry for me in the morning and evening. This is half a year, and at this time the Sword Sect also encountered a crisis, and sent someone to ask me if I was in the temple, but at this time my murderous intent still did not subside, Wukong Zen Master was afraid that I would hurt others, so I could only break the commandment:

'He, Amitabha, he's never been here!'

The master of the Sword Sect refused to believe it:

The villagers at the foot of the mountain said that they had seen our ancestors go up the mountain with their own eyes!'

Wukong Zen Master said:

'The monks don't say anything, so let's leave first'