Chapter 403 Lingxiang Zen Staff

"Do you want to try it?"

When the cold wind blew, Long Xinglie felt a little restless. He really had no way of imagining how Li Yuan defeated Yan Chunyang.

“Huh?”

He was hesitating whether to try it, but suddenly he saw the tower gate open and looked at it intently. He saw Yan Jiugong staggering out, his face pale and quite embarrassed.

This is……

Long Xinglie's heart moved and he had already met:

"Brother Jiugong."

"Um?"

Yan Jiugong's body shook, and his expression changed several times before he calmed down:

"Long Xinglie, you hide so deeply."

"Why did Brother Jiugong say this?"

Long Xinglie was slightly stunned.

“Ha~”

Yan Jiugong glanced at the stone tablet not far away. In addition to the masters of Longhu Temple, Long Xinglie ranked first.

And that monster ranks second...

Just a moment of change of thought, Yan Jiugong seemed to hear the extremely violent dragon roar and the heavy hammer like a meteor.

"Brother Jiugong?"

Long Xinglie frowned slightly.

"Yan doesn't dare to be it."

Yan Jiugong's face was thrust, thinking about the scene of competing with Long Xinglie two years ago, I was convinced that this old boy deliberately kept his weakness, and seeing that he still wanted to speak,

But I was too lazy to pay attention to it and left.

"Is this he?"

Long Xinglie was puzzled. His personal relationship with Yan Jiugong was acceptable, but this was not the attitude he had when talking to him.

He looked at the stone tablet in front of the tower. Under the seventh floor, he ranked first, Li Yuan second, Le Kong third, and Yan Jiugong fourth.

"He's running into me?"

Long Xinglie always felt something was wrong, so he frowned and thought for a moment, and his gaze was frozen on Li Yuan's name:

"It would be..."

His eyelids twitched, hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to enter the tower, he suddenly heard the voice transmission from his master:

"Xing Lie, come to the 16th floor to see me."

"yes."

Long Xinglie put down his doubts and followed the other road to the sixteenth floor.

Wow~

Long Yingchan bent his fingers, and the light curtain in front of him instantly dissipated. Long Xinglie's eyes glanced at Yan Jiugong's face in the broken light curtain.

This is……

"The Dragon and Tiger Health Pill has been refined."

Long Yingchan coughed lightly and took out a porcelain bottle.

Long Xinglie took it with both hands, but he was still a little surprised and suspicious: "Yan Jiugong just broke through the tower, who was defeated?"

"this……"

Long Yingchan frowned slightly:

"You Junior Brother Li."

"really……"

After getting the answer, Long Xinglie was more confused:

"Master, is Junior Brother Li the one who led to the appearance of dragons and tigers before?"

"good."

Long Yingchan sighed in his heart, but did not hide it: "He has worshipped under my husband's school and is your junior brother."

"Not bad for the ages?"

The guess in his heart was confirmed, and Long Xinglie couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"We are practicing martial arts, and talent is only one aspect..."

Long Yingchan felt a little empathetic. He was pressed down by Long Xixiang and Nie Xianshan for a long time.

“…”

These familiar words made Long Xinglie feel mixed. Isn’t this what I used to comfort other junior brothers?

"Junior Brother Li is also quite diligent in practicing martial arts."

"this……"

Lord Long was speechless.

Long Xixiang and the other two were addicted to fighting and the other was addicted to wine and sex. However, since Li Yuan started out, he had been practicing ironwork, and he was much more diligent than he had been back then.

"This is a blessing for the sect."

Long Xinglie naturally knew that his master wanted to comfort himself, but for him, it was more uncomfortable than being crushed by talent, and this was too underestimated by himself.

"The strong rank in the position of Daozi, and the disciples are not greedy."

Long Xinglie also sat cross-legged and faced his master: "The sect is the first, so you don't have to worry about your disciples being dissatisfied, and the position of Daozi was not born mine."

"I'm not so arrogant for my teacher."

Long Yingchan felt a little moved, and it is not uncommon for brothers to fight each other in the world:

"You have a few decades of good life as a teacher, so you don't have to rush to make a conclusion. You, Junior Brother Li, may not have any trouble."

"I have no intention, you forced me to do it."

Long Xinglie corrected him. After a little shocked, he calmed down and even felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation. He could practice martial arts quietly. Who would want to deal with those trivial matters every day?

“…”

Long Yingchan lost his smile. In the past few decades, those two, one ran around the world, and the other was in a small temple to recuperate. All the errands were taken care of by themselves.

"What else do you want to say?"

Long Xinglie played with the porcelain bottle in his hand. He had this dragon and tiger health pill. He could knock on the door and master after the martial arts ended, and he was 80% sure.

Long Yingchan saw his thoughts, but he was helpless, but he could only let him go:

"Let your mind be calm, don't care too much about temporary setbacks."

“…”

I will definitely lose if I have it?

Long Xinglie did not feel any comfort at all, but instead felt a sense of fighting in his heart. In the past fifty years, he has never lost many battles, even Yan Chunyang will be able to win seven battles.

Not to mention that after this retreat, his merits and behaviors have increased again. He asked himself that he would be sure to defeat him again when he fought against Yan Chunyang.

I thought so in my heart, but Long Xinglie naturally didn't say it, but just stood up and bowed:

"Disciple is here."

"Go, remember, we practice martial arts for a lifetime, but we don't fight for a while."

“…”

Long Xinglie no longer wanted to go back to him, and he turned around and had arrived before the tower gate.

"By the way, you can share half of the bets made by those monks and send them to your junior brother..."

Lord Dragon's voice was like a shadow, which was why he hadn't Ying Liyuan just now.

"yes!"

Long Xinglie bowed slightly, then took a deep breath, and walked into the Dragon and Tiger Tower.

...

...

"The Buddha's bet!"

In the restaurant, looking at Long Xinglie's disappearing back, Monk Lekong's body trembled, as if he had been hit by someone on the verge of head. This was even more uncomfortable than being beaten three times in the tower.
To be continued...