Chapter 31

Tianming walks quietly to the mountain, regardless of other people's astonished eyes. At this time, everyone present already knows Tianming's status as a "martial arts master". Originally, he was surprised to see Xi Qinghong's status as a "martial arts master". However, the birth of Tianming, a "young master", makes people cry out that he is a demon. At this age, he has achieved the status of a "martial arts master" The character is not a monster.

"Go on, go on, just let that boy steal my limelight, now it's time for me to perform." As Xi Qinghong says, Tian Ming looks at Xi Qinghong's bad fart performance and turns his eyes directly. He is really unable to deal with this boy. He even begins to suspect that this boy's funny talent may be higher than his martial arts talent.

"Hum," Mingxin said angrily at the same time, but they didn't say much. Who told them that all three of them had lost the competition so far? Now even if Xi Qinghong was mocking them, they could only admit it. Now they can only hope that the remaining disciples of the third academy can defeat the hateful boy in front of their eyes and help them find some face.

"Sit down in the dust courtyard and realize wisdom. Please give me some advice." One of the remaining three monks came out. As soon as Xi Qinghong was about to say something, Mingkong's face suddenly changed. He stood up and stopped and said, "wait a minute, this contest is over." The head of the sixth courtyard and his disciples looked at him in disbelief. Xi Qinghong asked, "what is the outcome of this contest?" Mingkong took a look at the first seat of the six courtyards, but did not speak. Then he turned to Xi Qinghong and said, "you and little benefactor Tianming, come with me first, and the contest will be decided later." Tianming and Xi Qinghong look at each other suspiciously. They don't know what Mingkong is up to.

Mingkong looked at Dashan and youyou standing beside Tianming, and said, "Mingfan, go and settle these two benefactors." "Yes, I do." Mingfan answers respectfully. Tianming looks at Dashan and nods. Then he says to youYou, "Youyou, brother Tianming has something to go out for a while. He will come back soon. Would you like to go with Dashan first?"

For several days, Tianming has been comforting youyou. Although youYou can't see now, he can feel Tianming's meticulous care for her in his heart. He has already regarded Tianming as his other brother in his heart. Although hearing Tianming say that he just left for a while, youyou's face shows his reluctance Expression, but still sensible said, "that day Ming brother to come back early." Tianming touched her head and answered. Then he followed Xi Qinghong and went away with the sky.

"Master Mingkong, what the hell are you up to? You know, if I didn't get back the" secret plan of heaven's demons "this time, I would surely be killed by the old man. Are you willing to watch a new star in the future of the river and lake, and lose its glory before it shines?" Xi Qinghong, who followed the sky all the way, chattered endlessly.

Mingkong, who is leading the way, is also depressed. Why did the demon clan Yinzong become such a 25 year old young leader? He doesn't have the elegant demeanor of a big sect at all. He seems to be a villain of the market. Moreover, you, the leader of the young generation of the demon clan, I wish you had fallen! You know, you are evil and I am decent. If it wasn't for the agreement between the older generation, I would have slapped you to death if you came to my "Wu Nian Chan yuan" so blatantly. No matter what kind of eminent monk you are, I'm afraid you will be furious.

Tianming looks at Xi Qinghong, whose spitting stars are flying in the air beside him. For the first time, he has a feeling of admiration in his heart. From just now on, Xi Qinghong's mouth has never heard of it, and the wide range and great change involved also amazes Tianming. For example, Xi Qinghong, who still claims to be the best young talent in the world, suddenly has a kind of resentful eyes Just looking at Tianming makes Tianming feel cold. Is this the vision of a normal man? Xi Qinghong is the first one who can make a master of martial arts feel this way with his accomplishments.

"Here we are." When Tianming was still immersed in Xi Qinghong's speech offensive, Mingkong stopped suddenly. Tianming looked around and found that there was an antique attic in front of him. Tianming could even feel the breath left over by the years. "Wow, sutra Pavilion, it's not, it's not." On one side, Xi Qinghong looked at the attic and exclaimed, "Sutra Pavilion." Tianming looks at Xi Qinghong in doubt.

"You don't know the Sutra Pavilion, do you?" Xi Qinghong gives Tianming a strange look. Evil is evil. Even in this aspect, Xi Qinghong explains that "there are three sacred places of martial arts in the world. One is the sun moon academy sponsored by the royal family of the Xia long empire. The Dahuang dragon hall in it boasts the collection of martial arts classics in the world. It is also a place where young talents gather. The other is the sun moon Academy In front of you, the "no read Zen house" Sutra has been handed down for thousands of years. Numerous martial arts monks have studied martial arts here, and left behind many unknown martial arts secrets. Let's think about how terrible the essence of martial arts precipitated by millennial time is!

listened to the explanation of Qing Hong, and even showed a few pride on the side of the Ming Dynasty's face. He suddenly looked at the loft in front of him. He didn't feel much surprised. He knew that the "martial arts inscription" on the "hanging island" was the essence of martial arts left behind by countless generations of the heavenly ancestors. Compared with this, the martial arts sanctuary in the eyes of the world is really not. What? Then Tianming seemed to think of something again and asked, "didn't you say there were three places? There is also a holy land of martial arts! "Looking at Tianming, Xi Qinghong laughs with satisfaction. Just as he is about to explain, he is snatched by Mingchen. "Another place is the" big devil's cave "of their sect, which collects the miraculous works and classics of their sect since they were handed down. The inheritance of their sect is no shorter than ours. You can imagine the martial arts details of their Millennium sect!" After hearing this, Tian Ming nodded clearly. No wonder the boy laughed so much.

"Let's go! Come in with me Mingkong said, "ah!" Xi Qinghong exclaimed, "master Mingkong, you let me in. You are not afraid that I will steal the classics of your sect!" "If you can steal it, it's your skill." Mingkong's face was full of confidence. Xi Qinghong turned her lips and looked at Mingkong with disdain. The meaning in her eyes was very obvious: "I thought this old guy was so kind. It turned out that there was a move hidden behind him. He had no fear!" Mingkong doesn't look in Xi Qinghong's eyes. He's afraid that if he continues to look, he will be burned to death by his own anger. This guy who can't beat and scold will be angry even if the "Sakya" ancestor regenerates.

Looking at Mingkong walking into the attic, Tianming and Xi Qinghong also quickly follow up. In this important place of the sect, they dare not intrude. When they enter the attic, there is a smell of books. Rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged in the attic, and the volumes of scriptures and martial books on them are full of historical precipitation.

"Boy, don't look at it. The Scriptures in this attic are guarded. You can't steal them even if you want to." Mingkong looks at Xi Qinghong's eager eyes and says, "Xi Qinghong looks depressed and looks at him. He says in his heart," if I catch the chance, I'll move all your books here. "" are you surprised why I brought you here? " Mingkong's voice interrupts Xi Qinghong's thoughts. Tianming and they both look at him and wait for his answer. Mingkong goes on to say, "my martial uncle just sent me a message that I want to see you"

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Tianming and Xi Qinghong look at each other and see their surprise from each other's eyes. Mingkong seems to be 60 or 70 years old. As Mingkong's martial uncle, it must be the elder Dong level of his generation, and can transmit sound to Mingkong from such a long distance. Then, Tianming gets an amazing result, and then his eyes are shining, looking at Mingkong Light smile pointed to the side of the stairway, "from this staircase up, uncle his old man on the second floor waiting for you."

Tianming is speechless, but he is just a little anxious to go up the stairs. Xi Qinghong looks at them in a confused way. He sees Tianming climb up the stairs and follow them in a hurry. The sound of "pedaling" and "pedaling" is like Tianming's heart. Now he is eager to see the conjecture in his heart, "Tianming, wait for me, why are you in such a hurry?" Xi Qinghong said at the back, as if Tianming didn't hear anything, he just went upstairs.

The space on the second floor is much smaller than that on the first floor, and there are even only a few bookshelves there. However, if you only look at the Yellow classics stacked on the bookshelves, you can see that the value of these books on the second floor is much greater than that on the first floor. In a corner of the second floor, there is a small table, an oil lamp, an old monk holding a volume of scriptures, sitting there leisurely What are you doing? Why are you walking so fast? " The old monk who was reading the Scriptures finally raised his head.

"Boom" and "boom" Tianming and Xi Qinghong look at the old man's clear eyes. Their minds are like thousands of thunders exploding. They stand there like wood, motionless. At this moment, they can't hold anything except the old man's eyes, because these eyes are like twinkling stars, Not in the sky, not in the earth, only the eyes that seem to fill the world.

The slight moving sound of "KaKa" footsteps came out. It was this slight to inaudible sound, but it was like a thunderbolt across their minds. It also woke them up. "Little benefactor, you are very good." a gentle voice sounded from the empty attic. The sober Tianming looked at the sharp and introverted old monk, and his heart was full of shock: is that right Is it the power of the "sage of martial arts"? Even if it's just a look, can it shake the earth and evolve stars? (to be continued)