"I have always wanted to ask the donor's name Gao's surname, but I never thought that the donor's legs and feet were fast, and he never touched him again. Amitabha."

The monk Shenshui said something.

"Ah, it turns out that the master is chasing me because of the name? I would have ordered a table of side dishes in the restaurant, called a bottle of wine, and wait for the master."

The surprised expression on Chu Wuli's face was also very good. Then he also answered the question of Monk Shenshui honestly:

"I have a surname called Chu, and my two names are rude."

Then he tried to take a step forward, and his eyes were slanted to the deep water monk:

"I have answered the Master's question below. Can I leave?"

Without an answer, the monk Shenshui calmly placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

The head is big!

Originally, I vowed to have a good fight when I met a turtle grandson again, but the monk in front of me was not a turtle grandson, and it was not necessarily someone who was beaten!

He was screaming bitterly in his heart, but his hands were not idle. Chu Wuli's feet were split into one digit, spreading his hands, and setting off his posture. His expression was like saying: Come on, come on! Just now, Wan Feng changed his pigeons, which made him feel uncomfortable. This monk from Deep Water must have had a big fight with him.

"Deep water bald donkey, die!"

Just when Chu Wuli was planning to have a fight with the monk Shenshui, someone came. Three riders were fast horses, and three people immediately used the sword, the ghost-headed sword, and the sword was swung quickly and heavy. Three swords brought three roads, the road to death!

Three knives matched one!

The lightning that burst into the sky seemed to change color in an instant, and flew up with the lightning on the ground. In just a moment, there were three screams, and immediately three good players from the Liberty Sect, the first sect of the Demon Dao, were in a different place.

The sword force of the monk Shenshui just now, Chu Wuli raised his eyebrows. Beloved, the last time, the monk Shenshui seemed to have only used 60% of his strength. Just like the sword just now, Master Chu did not have the confidence to take it forward. The monk Xianshui emphasized internal strength, and the profoundness of these monks was the best among all sects. The profoundness of the Yuan power of the monk Shenshui, combined with his unique sword technique, was no less powerful than that of today's top masters.

When the monk Shenshui pointed his eyes at Chu Wuli again, Chu Wuli only felt that if there was a hole in front of him, he would immediately crawl in and crawl away.

The monk Shenshui stared at Chu Wuli with bright and thorough eyes, which was a manifestation of his great wisdom, as if he had seen through all Chu Wuli's thoughts!

"I wonder how much did the donor understand the sword technique that he had learned from me last time?"

Alas, after being fussed by the chaos of Luan Tianhua, people have figured out everything, but they are just making a fortune!

“Overall.”

Chu Wuli smiled and said, "I'm just saying that the monk Shenshui said was a silent confession.

He was a little praised for Chu Wuliang's answer, and he was still a relatively open person. The monk Shenshui continued:

"As early as thousands of years ago, the Xuantian Sword Sect had declined. Unexpectedly, there are talents again. The donor Chu can invite the donor Luantianhua, one of the ten outstanding talents of Qinghua, to attack the donor. Someone has disrupted the traces of Chu's departure and designed the donor to take many detours. With the donor Chu, a nameless person, who has so many talented "friends" to help, what is the connection between this?"

Chu Wuli listened to these words and wanted to open the monk's head and look at what was in his mind. That's fine, he was just looking for an opponent casually, but he didn't expect to find such a powerful and smart opponent! Putting aside these things, Chu Wuli's stubbornness was a witness.

"It's just that I'm just a fool!"

Chu Wuli cursed impolitely, and even Kong Xiaoxiao and the others cursed. His ears suddenly moved, and he immediately smiled and said to the monk Shenshui with a smile:

"A large number of people from the Free Sect arrived, or we secretly watched together what they suddenly came and why so many people came?"

There were indeed many people coming, and they were all good at it. Monk Deep Water measured the importance. The Liberty Sect was the number one sect in the Demonic Way. It was not unreasonable to run away. The three pioneers of the Liberty Sect even killed him. After thinking about it, he said to Chu Wuliang:

"Pack up the body and wait and see."

This made Chu Wuli very unhappy and was working as a coolie himself? However, he was also very interested in the Free Sect, so he reluctantly helped the monk Shenshui to dispose of three corpses, slapped the three horses away, and then hid in a small forest on the left side of the road with the monk Shenshui. This small forest grew well, and many yellow leaves had not yet fallen with autumn, allowing two people to hide in the dense branches on the tree.

Hundreds of ferocious and vicious riders ran up on the Qinnan Ancient Road. These people did not say that they looked fierce, but the evil and vicious aura emitted from them was enough to make ordinary people retreat. Fortunately, the Qinnan Ancient Road has a long history. After the continuous renovation of the Qin Dynasty, the road surface expanded large enough that hundreds of riders were running wildly on the horse.

In front of such a group of people, there was an old man in gray robe. And when the old man passed by the forest where the monk Shenshui and Chu Wuli were hiding, he glanced at their hiding place intentionally or unintentionally, making the two people in the branches feel tight at the same time.

"Who is this old man?"

After these people passed by, they were deeply impressed by the old man in gray robe. Chu Wuli asked the monk Shenshui beside him.

"Mr. Niu, one of the elders of the Free Sect."

The monk Shenshui fell down the tree and landed silently.

"That Lord Niu, who is known as the 'high mirror'?"

Chu Wuli asked again, but he still frowned. The Free Sect suddenly came here for hundreds of people, and they were led by the famous Free Sect elder Gaotang Mingjing Niu. Lord Niu's inner reading magic skills and victory control skills made no one in the world dare to underestimate him! It seems that the Free Sect is going to make something happen and bring some shock to the stable cultivation world.

"What are you going to do?"

Thinking about his position and the possible actions of the Free Sect, Chu Wuli just asked Monk Shenshui casually.

"The devil, ghosts and gods are all killed!"

What the monk Shenshui said is really without a trace of murderous aura. He is indeed a master with advanced cultivation!

"Hey, do you monks have love? You always shout and beat and kill?"

His face turned red in an instant, and Chu Wuli shouted at the monk Shenshui. He angrily patted his chest, making a very dull and ugly "puff" sound:

"How can a caring person like me walk with you, a vicious monk? I am leaving!"

The monk Shenshui also had a "good temper". He didn't argue with Chu Wuli, but just held the hilt of the knife in his hand and looked at Chu Wuli without blinking.

"We all know each other and are both righteous people. Master, please help me with your help to deal with demons and demons. Humph, we are more than enough to destroy the Free Sect!"

Even if the monk Shenshui began to understand the character of the young man in front of him, he still felt quite helpless. This is what the ancient book says is like turning against him.

"Monk, how sure are you to save Master Niu?"

Anyway, there was nothing wrong. Chu Wuli talked to the monk Shenshui and made this boring time of walking. The people of the Free Sect are in trouble. They dare not get too close, so they walked down-to-earth and followed a large number of people from the Free Sect from afar. Anyway, there are so many people on the other side that they are so arrogant that they are not afraid of them running away.

"Twenty percent."

Monk Shenshui answered very calmly, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

"Twenty percent? Two percent, you can also take me to the young master? Let's go to die together!"

After being quiet for a while, he might not be able to hold it in his arms. Chu Wuli now screamed at the top of his throat. He stared at the monk Shenshui fiercely, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to start working with the monk Shenshui first.

"If you can hold up others, I will be 80% sure."

The monk Shenshui glanced at Chu Wuli, as if he had seen Chu Wuli's careful thoughts thoroughly and turned a blind eye to his behavior of twitching teeth.

"You are asking the young master to block one hundred times?"

Chu Wuli felt that it was a mistake to meet the monk Shenshui!

"You can also choose yourself to fight Lord Niu alone?"

Monk Shenshui is a good person, and he also gave Chu Wuli the opportunity to choose, and did not insist on doing it alone.

"You can say whatever you say!"

Now that the monk Shenshui was so angry that he was told that he was gone, Chu Wuli changed his face to death, as if he had decided to give up the pot, and was straight at the mercy of the monk Shenshui.

"Amitabha."

Monk Shenshui first called the Buddha's name before saying:

"The donor of Chu will definitely be able to make a great contribution for me, the two paths of Buddha, and to build a great contribution for the Xuantian Sword Sect for generations."

Just praise me, I will just ask someone to die!

Chu Wuli cursed in his heart and no longer paid attention to this monk who was not clean at all, so as not to mention that he became more angry.
Chapter completed!