Chapter 99 Sword Style

The old man bit the fan without delay, and his gentle eyes turned to Sanxiu Shangren.

"The younger generation scattered the superiors to see the seniors."

Deep Blue Shangshu got off the main seat and stretched out his hand. The old man was not allowed to go up to the main seat. He folded the fan and shook it a little. The tiger's eyes looked brilliant and elegant, and his whole body exuded an extremely peaceful atmosphere.

"The 56th owner of Jimo Villa has seen you here."

"Don't dare to be, dare not be." The sound of bragging sounded one after another in the hall.

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After a brief greeting, the sword's romantic eyes stopped on the Sanxiu superior: "Shangren, I have something to ask for."

"Please give a lecture." Facing the sword style on the main seat, how dare you be vague?

"Will the old man personally interrogate the old man's grandson?"

The sword clan and Jian Xiao wanted to take a look, and there was a pimple in their hearts for a moment: "Uncle Xiao."

"Frank and lenient, resist strict." In the face of the words transmitted by the sword clan, Jian Xiao spit out eight words.

The swordsman gave a fierce white look and only muttered in his heart. Why was this so familiar? Soon the swordsman thought of it. Isn't this the consistent propaganda of the Communist Party in the previous life?

In the hall, Jian Fengliu had to interrogate his grandson in person, which made the Zen Pavilion fall into silence again after the greeting. Everyone held his breath and their eyes fell on the master of the Zen sect.

"Can the senior give me the next reason?"

"My own grandson. I know, and you can't ask anything."

"Then please uphold justice."

Jian Fengliu nodded with satisfaction, and the tiger's eyes peeped at the sword clan. The latter's heart trembled together and felt uncomfortable all over.

"Sun, you must answer any questions." The swordsman bowed.

"Did you kill the loser?" Jian Fengliu nodded, and the tiger's eyes stared at his first question.

"Yes." The sword clan dared not have any attempt to deceive their grandfather. As soon as the swordsman's voice fell, the pavilion was suddenly full of people and whispered to each other in private.

"Do you have a piece of soul chasing jade on your body?"

"The sword clan dares not hide anything." At this time, the swordsman took out a fragment from his arms. The black fragments looked particularly shiny, lying quietly in the palm of the swordsman's hand, and a strong momentum emanated from the fragments. This momentum plunged the whole hall into a frenzy, and the hot eyes made the swordsmen a little unbearable.

The eyes of the beast, which were supported by several bald donkeys, couldn't wait to swallow the sword clan, because this fragment was very familiar to it. However, when Luo Beast saw the sword style at a glance, his heart retreated.

Jianfengliu pointed to the fragments in the hands of the sword clan with his hand, and immediately a bodyguard took over the mysterious soul chasing jade in the hands of the sword clan. The shining fragments of the black crystal fell into the hands of the sword Fengliu, and the fragments emitted a faint breath and looked a little calm. However, there was indeed a faint killing in this calm, and there was a trace of blood in the killing.

The whole pavilion was staring at the fragment in Jianfengliu's hand. Most of the martial artists below the sixth floor of Shuntianjing had already drooled at this time, and their eyes made Jianfengliu and others like a light on their back. Human greed is undoubtedly exposed at this time.

At this time, Jian Fengliu's heart was indeed very calm. After shaking the black crystal in his hand, Jian Fengliu had an idea: "Sang Xiu Shangren."

"Please give a lecture."

"I heard that my superiors also have such a black fragment."

As soon as the sword's romantic words were out, Sanxiu's face became tense, and his body slowly took a small step back: "I don't know what the landlord is thinking."

"I'll give you the fragments." Jian Fengliu stretched the fragments forward, and then did not anger himself: "But the Zen sect has to ensure that they will not kill the enemy of the Lord."

"Grandfather." The sword clan is a little moved. Naturally, the sword clan will not understand the importance of fragments, and the importance of fragments to the sword romance is self-evident, because the Xuanhun chasing jade fragments has the effect of enhancing their skills, and the sword romance is at the peak of the ten-level realm of Shuntian at this time, which is equivalent to half a foot stepping into the world against the sky. If there are fragments, just one piece is enough to make the sword romantic have the strength to hit the earth.

The romantic words of the sword make the abacus in Sanxiu's hearts crackling. The transaction is a purposeful transaction, and it is also a transaction proposed by the 56th owner of Jimo Villa, which means that there will be no problem with the transaction. At this time, the master of Sanxiu really thought about how to convince his disciples.

The romantic words of the sword also made the other two people suddenly nervous. Lu Wuchen of Fengming Villa and Meng Han of Biluo Villa, the Zen sect, the head of the eighteen sects, are second only to the seven alien races. Now people all over the world know the role of Xuanhun chasing jade. After all, casting swords and flat clothes is already a living example, if the Zen sect After getting the fragments of Xuanhun chasing jade, the strength of Zen can definitely go up a step and be on an equal footing with the seven aliens. After all, this fragment, coupled with the piece that Sanxiu shangren already had, can undoubtedly promote Sanxiu shangren to about the mid-tenth level of Shuntian Realm.

Such a result can't be that Meng Han and others became nervous. Speaking of it, Meng Khan still underestimated the strength of Xuanhun chasing jade fragments. What if it's two pieces?

I really can't make up my mind for a while. This idea is really not easy to take. The Zen sect is not alone. Will the people under the sect agree if you let go of the swordsman? Sanxiu Shangren thought of this and looked at several Zen elders standing behind him with some old eyes.

Sanxiu's eyes turned to the elders. If these elders agree, everything will be easy to say. Sanxiu's eyes seem to be peaceful and indeed not angry. Naturally, Sanxiu's superiors want the elders to agree.

Meng Han and Lu Wuchen are indeed begging for those Zen elders in their hearts. Don't agree. The strength of Zen has reached a higher level, which will not be any good help to Biluo and Fengming. At the same time, there was a trace of anger in both of them, which was naturally angered against the sword style.

The situation in the Zen Pavilion suddenly became a little subtle. As long as the elders of Zen agree, the hatred between Mo Villa and Zen can dissipate without a trace. The sword style is quite sharp, and even the sword clan and the sword flute can't help but be shocked and admired. Perhaps one sentence can't bear to give up the child. The wolf, the sword clan, is the young owner of Jimo. Compared with some illusory anti-sky realm, the heir of Jimo Villa is more important.

Maybe this is what my uncle plans to do. Jian Xiao is very admirable.

There was silence in the Zen Pavilion, and everyone held their breaths and waited for the answer of the practitioners. Maybe the hatred between Zen Buddhism and Jimo can be solved in an instant. Maybe life and death are not equal from now on. After all, Zen Buddhism has to put down the hatred of killing the Lord, which is quite difficult for a Zen sect with a history of thousands of years.

Facing the eyes of the monks, the true colors of Zen are exposed, and those elders are all enthusiastic.

"Amitabha, please focus on the overall situation."

"Amitabha, please consider the future of my Zen sect."

"Amitabha, please make a decision as soon as possible."

"Amitabha, please give up the great righteousness of the door for success."

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"These are the same kind of goods." Meng Han looked at the Zen elders who gritted their teeth angrily not long ago and threw out a sentence disdainfully.

Lu Wuchen doesn't have such good self-restraint. These Zen people are shocking. They got up and arched their hands to Jian Fengliu: "Master Jianzhuang, there are still some important things to say goodbye."

Jian Fengliu is in a very good mood: "Jian Xiao, give me a ride."

"Yes, Lord."

Compared with Lu Wuchen's angry departure from the table, Sanxiu's superiors were really relieved. Just now, he was worried that the elders in the door would not agree. I really didn't expect that these elders were very clever, and their calculations were not much slower than themselves. Thinking of this humble salute to the sword, his palms trembled with excitement, and his face was full of tling: "I don't know,,,,,,,,."

The sword windy hand waved gently: "Sir, let's just set up words as evidence." As soon as Jian Fengliu finished speaking, someone took out the special paper for the certificate and handed it to the repairer: "Shangren, sign and draw."

The bald donkey was really bold. He picked up the feather and swam a few big words. After a while, he signed his name, and then took the seal of the master of the Zen sect from the Zen disciples behind him. The bright red seal was covered above, and the Sanxiu master hummed a few times.

Naturally, the sword will not go back on its promise. The black fragments crossed the air and fell on the plate: "Shangren, I still want to borrow your place for a night tonight. I don't know what the superiors will do?"

"Yes." Sanxiu Shangren held the note in his hand tightly (one copy and two copies) and looked at the jade fragments in the palm of his hand, and laughed in the hall on the spot. After a long time of complacency, he greeted his disciples: "Go and arrange a room for all martial arts colleagues."

Many martial arts colleagues who have been watching the play have different expressions and walked out of the Zen Pavilion. The sword style was quite chic and went down from the main seat: "Let's also go to talk about the past. We haven't seen each other for a long time, haven't we?" Jian Fengliu looked at the swordsman meaningfully, and the latter nodded awkwardly.

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"Deputy owner, what should I do?"

Before he walked out of the gate of the Zen Pavilion, he heard the people of Biluo Villa ask Meng Khan.

Meng Han took a fierce look at the Sanxiu superiors in the pavilion, and his eyes immediately turned into peace. The speed of transformation is extremely admirable.