He had no chance to see Lu Chengfeng's defeat at the hands of the Quanzhen Six Sons seven days ago. At this moment, seeing the Quanzhen Six Sons being so angry, he felt a sense of comparison. He took a step forward and lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot before withdrawing.

Then everyone saw a foot-deep footprint on the solid ground he stepped on. They were shocked and looked at Wang Chuyi.

At that time, Wang Chuyi relied on standing on one foot and relying on the "wind swinging lotus leaves" in the deep valley, thus commanding the tycoons in Hebei and Shandong. This spring in Yanjing, the central capital, he also stepped on a feat as deep as a foot.

The footprints convinced Peng Lianhu, Liang Ziweng and other masters from various sects. This colorless monk also stepped on a footprint with his profound martial arts, clearly challenging Wang Chu.

When the five Quanzhen disciples saw the footprints, they also proclaimed their mercy. Wang Chuyi did not feel dissatisfied and nodded: "I asked how dare the Xianxia sect come to make trouble. It turns out that they are eminent monks from our sect's Shaoshi Mountain. They have long heard that the Shaolin Temple has been closed for many years.

Asking about world affairs, why did Master Wuse come to take the exam of Pingji Dao?"

The colorless monk touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Because I couldn't control my mouth, I drank wine and was rushed to Lin'an Fahua Temple to copy scriptures. Now I'm here on behalf of my senior brother Kumu. Master Lu is a human being."

He is modest and courteous. If your sect releases his senior sister, he will naturally ask Senior Huang to discipline her strictly. Quanzhen sect is the leader of Taoism in the world, how can it be so narrow-minded and inhumane?"

Before Wang Chuyi could say anything, Sun Buer was annoyed. She said sternly: "It seems that Zen Master Wu Se is going to teach us the ways of the Quanzhen Sect. Come on, I, Sun Buer, will teach you first!"

Sun Buer's eyebrows stood up, and he angrily walked to the middle and stood still.

At this time, both parties knew that nothing could be done better at this time, and it was okay to let Mei Chaofeng go according to Ma Yu's temperament. However, firstly, it was Zhou Botong's order to imprison her, and they did not dare to release her without asking her uncle for permission. Secondly,

Lu Chengfeng mobilized people from all over the world to come and beg for it. If he really let it go, Quanzhen Sect would lose its reputation as the authentic martial arts master in the world, so he must not let it go casually.

Lu Chengfeng lost to Tan Chuduan last time. He knew that Sun Buer's martial arts was not the best among the Quanzhen Seven, so he looked at Feng Mofeng and said with a smile: "Master Wu Se is a distinguished guest, how can I let you take the lead? Or?

Our disciples will first learn the unique skills of Quanzhen Taoism. Junior Brother Feng, Qingjing Sanren is the junior disciple of Patriarch Chongyang, and you are also the junior disciple of our mentor, so why don't you ask Sun Xiangu to teach you some tricks."

In the past few days, Feng Mofeng had received the "Whirlwind Leaf Sweeping Leg Internal Skills" taught by Lu Chengfeng's acting teacher. Once he practiced it, his skills improved greatly, and the old illness of his broken leg also recovered a lot. After spending several days with Senior Brother Lu, he also picked up the abandoned martial arts of his sect.

He got up a lot, felt that his martial arts had greatly improved, and was quite confident. He did not use crutches, and limped to Sun Buer with his hands. He said naively: "Feng Mofeng, the abandoned disciple of Peach Blossom Island, asked Sun Xiangu for advice.

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Seeing that Feng Mofeng was lame and unable to use a sword, Sun Buer slapped Feng Mofeng on the head with his bare hands and shouted: "We, the Quanzhen Sect, are not some evil heretics who come and leave whenever they want. You want to save me?"
Chapter completed!