"The monk is thinking, if you two fight, I don't know who will be killed."
Snapped! !
After saying this, the honest monk slapped himself again and murmured: "Amitabha, as a monk, you even think about such a thing. I really deserve to die. The Bodhisattva should punish me to crawl back."
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly fell down on the ground, using his hands and feet together, and actually crawled.
And Gong Jiu's eyes suddenly looked towards Yu Liancheng.
This pair actually contained pure curiosity and excitement, as if a child had seen a beloved toy.
He knew that Honest Monk would not lie, and he also knew that Honest Monk had always had good eyesight.
If the young man in black was not very good at martial arts, then the honest monk would never say such a thing or have such an idea.
From the honest monk's point of view, the martial arts cultivation level between himself and the young man in black is almost the same, which is why he has such doubts.
There is no doubt that Gong Jiu is a very proud person.
The only person who could really make him think of himself as a person of shame was the little old man.
This is because the little old man is dozens of years older and cannot compare to him in terms of internal strength and experience.
But now, in the martial arts that Gong Jiu was proud of, a master who was younger than him but could compare with him suddenly appeared. Naturally, he couldn't help but become more motivated and wanted to compete.
Gong Jiu said coldly: "Who are you?"
The honest monk crawled on the ground: "He is the little old man's guest, and he may also become invisible."
Gong Jiu said: "Okay, very good, hurry up and lead the way."
The honest monk was stunned for a moment: "Okay."
He literally got up on the ground.
The climbing speed is very fast and very skillful.
If an honest monk has to crawl on the ground every time he does something bad, then he must have done a lot of bad things.
Yu Liancheng glanced at Gong Jiu and said with some surprise: "You won't take action?"
Gong Jiu said: "I have been lost for three days."
Yuliancheng said: "So?"
Gong Jiu said coldly: "I haven't bathed for three days, and I haven't eaten for three days."
Yu Liancheng has understood that people who haven't showered or eaten in three days. Now I definitely want to take a hot bath and have a nice meal.
In addition, Gong Jiu’s physique is very special
It is said that the little old man once got angry because of something, tied up Gong Jiu, put him in a coffin, and buried him in the ground.
When we dug him out three days later, he seemed to be fine, patted his butt and left.
But no matter what, if you don't eat for three days, you will always be at a low point.
It is obviously an unwise decision to duel with a master at this time.
Of course, there may be other reasons.
For example, Gong Jiu has seen through the honest monk's thoughts and does not want to fulfill his plan.
Another example is that Yu Liancheng is the little old man's guest, and Gong Jiu is still a little wary of the little old man.
In any case, they can't fight for the time being.
The three of them walked on the desert island for about a quarter of an hour and came to a cliff.
There are dense vines on the cliff. When the vines are lifted, a cave entrance for one person to pass through is immediately revealed.
After passing through the long passage, my eyes suddenly opened up. Waterfalls cascaded down from the cliffs, and ancient trees towered into the sky. It was indeed a unique cave.
But this was not the destination. After walking for about half an hour, the mountain suddenly rose up, and a valley was in front of us.
The valley is green and fragrant, like a big garden, dotted with pavilions and pavilions. It is extremely beautifully built, with carved railings and jade masonry, showing unique craftsmanship. Even in the prosperous areas of the Central Plains, I'm afraid you won't be able to find many manors like this.
And if you want to build such a manor on an isolated overseas island, the financial and material resources spent are simply imaginable.
"I remember, the place I live is over here." Gong Jiu's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly laughed, his voice full of nerves, making him look crazy.
He raised his arms and spread out his body. The person swept away into the distance and disappeared after a few ups and downs.
Monk Lao Shi and Yu Liancheng have entered the valley, and from time to time they can see servants dressed as slaves. All of them have light steps and long breathing, and are very good at both internal and light skills. It seems that any servant here, placed in the arena, can sweep away a group of masters.
"Okay, the monk's mission is to bring you here. It's time for me to leave." The honest monk was crawling around on the ground, but none of the servants here took a second look.
"No matter what, I should always thank you for bringing me here." Yu Liancheng said lightly.
"No thanks, goodbye." The Honest Monk crawled some distance, and suddenly slapped his palms on the ground, rolled his body back, and struck Yu Liancheng's back with a pair of palms like thunder.
Originally, Yu Liancheng was enjoying the scenery in the valley and relaxing. Coupled with the fact that the sneak attack was an empty goal from behind, the honest monk was 70% sure of seriously injuring the opponent.
He had completely offended Yu Liancheng today and killed him ruthlessly.
"Stop." A very calm voice sounded.
The honest monk was ready to go, like a bowstring under the full moon. If you stop now, the surging Qi will definitely come back to bite you.
But without thinking, he retracted his palm and sank suddenly.
boom!
The tattered straw sandals exploded into powder, and the honest monk's big feet left deep marks on the ground. His face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"This is not the way to treat a distinguished guest."
At the end of the flower path are flowers. A person stands with his hands behind his back among the colorful flowers.
He has a round face with a half-bald head and a friendly smile. If it weren't for the excellent quality of the clothes he wore, he would look like a gardener.
"Amitabha, the monk has violated the precepts again. He deserves to die, he deserves to die." The monk crawled on the ground and crawled back step by step. There were flowers on both sides of the flower path. He climbed into the flowers, turned around, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.
But the amiable little old man slowly walked up and said, "His Buddhist teachings are not good enough to eliminate the hostility in his heart. Guests must not be offended."
Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm really not surprised at all."
He was sometimes very generous, especially to dying people.
The little old man smiled and said: "If I remember correctly, you are the 'Jade Faced Divine Sword' Yu Liancheng."
Yu Liancheng nodded.
The little old man smiled and said, "I've heard a lot about you, and I really admire you for a long time."
He said "Jiu Yang" in his mouth, but his words were very bland and had no meaning at all.
Yu Liancheng fought thousands of miles with one sword and did many things that shocked the world, but in the eyes of the little old man, he was just like Zhang San, Li Si, A Cat and A Dog.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "I haven't asked the old gentleman for his surname yet."
The little old man laughed heartily and said, "My surname is Wu, and my name is Wu Ming."
Yu Liancheng said: "Wu Ming is still Wu Ming."
The little old man said: "The sky is clear and the sun and the moon are bright."
