ps: Alas! I can't make the protagonist a person who has the personality of Long Aotian! If I want to push it down, then how to deal with it is a problem. If I can't take it away, I can't come back to this world, and I'm really a species. And I'm a **-silk man, cursing those handsome and rich men - the winners of the life of girls, so I'll also make the protagonist of this book a **-silk!

Facing Mu Wanqing who was glaring in front of him, Zhang Jun really felt like he was not alive. If he was a bitch by those bad friends in the dormitory - the guy knew that he was not in front of a girl whom Ren picked up Renqiu, he might immediately scold Zhang Jun for deserved his whole life ** - Silk man, and cursing him to be a magic god for the rest of his life.

"You think I don't want to come up, but I have to be able to go up! You think you are really a species-the protagonist of the Ma novel, and this must also be considered for environmental conditions." Zhang Jun immediately shouted that he was wronged. In fact, Mu Wanqing got the spring-0 medicine at that time. Facing a girl who urgently needed to solve it, she did have the urge to just do it. But in fact, when Zhang Jun faced his little brother with his head held high, he could only say sorry. Not only Mu Wanqing's personality, but if she really pushed the other person down, she might have to commit suicide immediately.

Moreover, Zhang Jun’s own hard conditions do not allow it. Don’t forget that there is one of the martial arts practiced by Zhang Jun that just needs to be practiced by the boy body. The Buddhist internal strength of Pure Yang in "Golden Bell Cover" is different from the Yi Jin Jing and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. It is the same as the boy’s skill. It requires the Tongzi Pure Yang body to practice the fastest to reach the highest level. To be honest, Zhang Jun doesn’t know how to define the so-called boy body. Just like the modern people’s definition of this boy body, how should you say that this boy body should be defined? If we come from the perspective of the ancients, it is the place-male body, and there is no yin-yang-communication with women, but for men, this so-called place-male body is difficult to distinguish and define because there is no basis in biology. First, women have a layer of membrane as a mark, but men do not, so how to identify the pure yang boy body is difficult.

Zhang Jun then became confused. He practiced the golden bell cover to ensure the body of a pure Yang boy, but what should he count? If he pushed him down like this, would he still count? Well!? So the first reason that made Zhang Jundan feel hurt, and the second reason was that Zhang Jun ran Bing Xin Jue speechlessly. A delicate beauty beside him was shouting, how could Zhang Jun calm down at that time, so he directly used Bing Xin Jue to suppress his desires. But who knew that after such Bing Xin Jue, his whole body was washed by the cold wave, and the little brother immediately shrank back. What was even more painful was that in Zhang Jun's perception, Bing Xin Jue suppressed his desires, which led to his completely rational view of this matter.

Well! Maybe some people will say that this should be nothing, but only the person involved can feel that feeling, which is completely rational, that is, treating the woman in front of you not as a woman, but as a kind of other creatures. So Mu Wanqing's unconscious twisting and moaning in front of you seemed to be almost no different from other animals courtship behaviors he had learned. Well! This view of watching the world may be difficult for outsiders to understand. If it is said in Buddhism, it is that there is no self, no other form, no sentient beings, and achieve the world view of oneself, human beings, and all things as equal and impermanent.

To be honest, this world view is terrible. Under this world view, Mu Wanqing in front of him is no different from ape. She is like facing a gorilla that bows her head to her. Well, it feels like watching a hundred hairy movies after watching them for three consecutive days.

In this worldview, Zhang Jun was not interested in doing anything. The reason for this was that Mu Wanqing in front of him did not come up and held a lot of poisonous arrows and gunpowder to attack him with a murderous attack, but instead used a sneak attack to test him with a hidden arrow.

"I want you to die!" Mu Wanqing immediately shouted angrily, his body movements were erratic, and he cooperated with his long sword to constantly tentatively sting countless fatal holes on his body.

Mu Wanqing's swordsmanship and light body skills are unique, much higher than her internal skills. Mu Wanqing is also a second-rate master in the world, but in front of Zhang Jun, she doesn't even deserve to carry her shoes. She let her keep thorning, but the golden bell cover energy around Zhang Jun did not move at all, and directly blocked all the attacks.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly, under Feng Shen's legs, Mu Wanqing immediately grabbed her neck by Zhang Jun before she could even react.

"If you hadn't had the idea of ​​killing me first, how could I humiliate you so much? You asked for it." Zhang Jun didn't think there was anything wrong with this. If Mu Wanqing had some relationship with the Duan family, he would have killed her directly, so as not to be quiet.

Mu Wanqing said nothing but looked at Zhang Jun with a pair of hatred eyes, and said angrily: "You'd better kill me, otherwise I will definitely kill you!"

"Hmph! OK! I will give you three chances, and I won't kill you three times, but after three chances, I will think about killing me again. I won't show mercy anymore. Even if you are Prince Duan's daughter, I will still kill you." After Zhang Jun said, his fingers loosened, leaving Mu Wanqing to cough constantly, but he walked into Duan Yu's room, but he felt a sense of distraction. There is no fun fighting with such a woman. The gap is too big, just like a tiger playing cat. Three chances are just to perfunctory the other party. After a while, he gets enough Meng Yuanli and run away directly. Who has the time to play with you? And if you want to fight, you must find someone with martial arts skills that are similar to you or even higher than you, so that you can bring you a feeling of boiling blood. For example, the cheeky trumpet Jiumozhi who is about to come to Tianlong Temple?

Duan Yu was blushing at this time and copied two secret books. The naked picture on it made this man who had no experience in this area almost get angry, and he made frequent mistakes when copying. He wrote the required copy just in the evening.

Zhang Jun also appeared in front of Duan Yu at this time. Duan Yu immediately hurriedly put away the original and handed over the two copies to Zhang Jun.

"Haha! Practice two martial arts well. Any of these two martial arts can cause bloody storms when you get them in the world. Cherish them." After saying that, without caring about Duan Yu's expression, he couldn't wait to go back to his room to comprehend the two secret books.

Tianlong Temple and Dali Kingdom Temple are not only the royal temples of Dali Kingdom, but also the nursing homes for the retirement of the emperors of Dali after their retirement, but also the supporter and protector of the Duan regime of the Dali royal family. It is precisely because of this backstage that the Duan family of Dali is not afraid of other challenges and is safe and stable as his free and steadily Emperor.

Beyond the peak of Diancang Mountain outside Dali City, a majestic temple appeared in front of everyone, a row of stone steps extended from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and a bronze incense tripod stood in front of the Temple of Tianlong Temple in Dali. A trace of ethereal smoke of smoke flew out from the opening of the cave inside the tripod, making the surroundings full of sandalwood.

Behind the main entrance of the temple in front of us, there are several pagodas dozens of meters high. Combined with the lush trees around it, the entire Buddhist temple looks solemn and solemn, as if it is the legendary Pure Land of Buddha. The sound of evening drums and morning bells echoed between the entire mountain stream, allowing everyone to feel a sense of quietness, distant and ethereal Zen in it.

"Tianlong Temple is indeed a pure land." Wang Yuyan couldn't help but say, looking at the magnificent building complex in front of her.

"I don't know how much money and ointment has been spent on Tianlong Temple to build such a grand temple among the mountains. I built the grand broadcast of the Buddha on the blood and sweat of the people. If the Buddha's Pure Land was built on the dry bones of the people, this Pure Land would not be a good idea." Zhang Jun said this silently, but Duan Zhengchun and Duan Yu were embarrassed for a while. Because this temple is a royal temple, a large part of the expenditure is provided by the royal family, so to them, this is simply an allusion to the Duan family's disregard for the people's livelihood!

"Brother Zhang is saying it." Duan Zhengchun echoed awkwardly, then coughed, and came to the Main Hall to pay homage to the abbot of Tianlong Temple.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun just shook his head. Not only in ancient times, but also in modern times, the scene of using power for personal gain is common. The three public expenditures each year account for a large part of the government's expenditure. It can be said that this kind of thing can be seen from ancient times to the present and is difficult to eliminate. Therefore, Zhang Jun did not hope that Zhengchun would change his past after he returned and then become a great saint for the country and the people.

After hearing Duan Zhengchun's intention, the master was embarrassed for a moment, and then asked Duan Zhengchun to take Zhang Jun, Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan to the back mountain of Tianlong Temple, and to a hall called Muni Hall, and to the door and ask for a look at the three people meditating under three huge bronze statues.

"Originally, the six-mechanical divine sword of the Duan family of Dali was a ancestral inheritance and was not easy to pass on, but the young hero helped the Duan family of Dali to get rid of powerful enemies and save their descendants. It was a great achievement. If there were other requests, the Tianlong Temple lineage would definitely do its best to help, but this matter would not be possible." The three old monks in front of him talked for a long time, but directly rejected Zhang Jun.

Grass! Zhang Jun cursed in his heart. The three bald donkeys wandered around for a long time and thought they would agree. Who knew that they would refuse directly. Fortunately, he was extremely happy when he heard it, but he refused like this.

"Brother Zhang, it seems that this time I can't become a person's beauty. I really can't borrow the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. I'm really sorry." Duan Zhengchun looked at Zhang Jun with a smile.

Zhang Jun twitched his face and thought to himself that since it was not possible to come out, I would take it secretly. Anyway, I have never done it. This is how Yijin Jing came about. Thinking so in my heart, I said, "Your Majesty Duan doesn't have to do this. Since you are unwilling to do so, I can't force others to do it. Since that's the case, I'm disturbing you."

As he said that, several masters looked at each other and closed their eyes to meditate again. However, Zhang Jun was thinking: I told you to pretend, and then steal the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. Can you still be so calm?

The matter was over. Zhang Jun and Wang Yuyan were wandering around in the temple, while Duan Yu discussed Buddhism with several masters who were uncles. Duan Yu was also a tragic person. He had some thoughts about Wang Yuyan, but he was told by his father that Wang Yuyan was also his sister. Duan Yu almost bleeded, and for the first time he called him an old man too fickle and passionate. Later, he even told him that Zhong Ling was also his sister. This time Duan Yu had been petrified and finally learned about the greatness of his old man planting the world. He immediately had a psychological shadow. Duan Yu had no doubts. After this experience, he had to see any woman, and he had to doubt whether it was the seed left by his old man's romantic life outside, his sister and other things.

Just as Zhang Jun kept looking around, preparing to record the surrounding environment layout, and preparing to be a gentleman on the beam in the evening, a Buddhist singing from far to near suddenly appeared, from small to large to the end, as if it was echoing in his ears.

"Everyone, Tianlong Temple has come in disaster. If you don't abandon it, please go to Muni Hall to avoid it." Benyin's voice echoed in his ears, and Zhang Jun's heart moved, as if something interesting happened. Jiumozhi came at this time. Didn't he just create opportunities for himself?

He brought Wang Yuyan to Muni Hall. A man in front of him was wearing a yellow robe. He was less than fifty years old. He was wearing cloth and wig shoes, and was full of energy. There was a faint flow of treasure light on his forehead, as if bright jewels and jade were naturally shining.

"Jiu Mozhi, a junior in Tubo, will meet the masters of the previous generations. There is permanence and impermanence, and the two trees wither and flourish, north, south, west, east, and neither false nor empty." As soon as Jiumozhi appeared, he gave everyone a warning. This statement is a Buddhist Zen word, which is the most considering a person's Buddhist cultivation. This statement not only tells a Zen word allusion, but also reveals the remnant Zen that Master Kurong and Feng is involved in.

But Zhang Jun, who was standing by, did not take this Zen saying that he was not comprehensible, but looked at Jiumozhi with a round and jade-like face. The heaven was full, the treasure light flowed, and the temple was not bulging high, but this was due to his extremely high skill. This super master with extremely high skills in the original work, comparable to Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, would not have ended up being exhausted in the end if he had not been too greedy for various martial arts skills in the end. Thinking of this, Zhang Jun was deeply alert and was shocked and sweated. He didn't know when he seemed to be learning like this Master Jiumozhi, pursuing martial arts skills. He forgot that he did not seem to be a real warrior, but also a heir of the divine nature. As long as he had enough dream power, he could achieve nothing.

At this moment, Zhang Jun woke up and secretly wiped a cold sweat. It seemed that his right way was to kill some martial arts masters in the innate realm and get enough dream power. This was the right way! Is it a bit of a waste of the roots and ends when looking for these six-mechanical divine swords?
Chapter completed!