... ...

"A century ago, a master of the top of the rivers and lakes."

Jiang Mengli slowly said.

"No one knows his name. Because he hid in Shaolin and cleaned it in the Monk of the Monk Temple all day, the people of the rivers and lakes called him to sweep the monk!

And the strength of the sweeping monk, shocking the world, the five major heavenly masters joined forces to fight with him, which was flat ... "

Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and this sweeping monk was too strong.

"Later, people in the rivers and lakes learned that the reason why the sweeping monks were so strong is because they practiced three martial arts, all of which were martial arts in the world.

King Kong is not bad magic, sucking star, no phase like Prajna!

Three martial arts, complement each other, live each other! "

King Kong is not bad ... Zhao Wujiang is shocked, and now he is cultivating King Kong. This martial arts should be a similar meritorious external skill.

"They correspond to outsourcing, family skills, and top martial arts moves!"

"King Kong was not bad, and the cheats were scattered in a battle decades ago, and they were robbed by people.

Star -sucking Dafa internal strength, causing people to be indignant, the rivers and lakes are disturbed, and the last strong man who obtained star suction Dafa was also forced to death outside the southern Xinjiang by the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

At this point, Dafa has disappeared for decades. "

Will my will be the disabled? Zhao Wujiang's doubt.

Jiang Mengli sighed:

"And there is no such thing as Prajna. It is known as the pure yang qi to evolve the world martial arts.

It has always existed in the rivers and lakes! "

"What?" Zhao Wujiang frowned. If so, wouldn't the rivers and lakes want to set off blood and rain?

"It is buried in the tomb of the sweeping monk. If the tomb is not held, it will be buried with the tomb!" Jiang Mengli lamented:

"The first two kinds of martial arts set off a storm in the rivers and lakes in the early years.

There are no phase Prajna.

They can't find, what is the secret of opening the grave of the monk to open the floor. "

"The key is Longyu ..." Zhao Wujiang's eyes flickered.

"Long Ye, Long Yuan, Longjie." Jiang Mengli sighed:

"Long Ye, is one of the keys to open the tomb of the sweeping monk ...

Once this secret spreads to the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes will cause the great battle. At that time, it will be as if the blood and rain in the blood of decades! "

"But obviously ... the faceless person should already know ..." Zhao Wujiang's sword frowned.

... ...

Northwest of Kyoto City, Yingwa Mansion.

An Ping Tinge has a lot of rosy, and the injury has basically healed.

He has received a lot of news in his hands and is about to report to the Lord.

After entering the study, King Xiaoyao still made ink in Wuwen.

"Lord, those who intersect with Qi Lin have checked it." An Ping kneeling on one knee, respectfully:

"One of them, called Zhao Wujiang, is the secretary of the court.

I heard that Qi Lin made a dragon on that day, then Zhao Wujiang was also in the Chamber of Commerce, and he helped a lot.

And Zhao Wujiang also had a weak swordsman.

It is speculated that Long Ye is likely to be in the hands of Zhao Wujiang ... "

"Zhao Wujiang ..." Xiaoyao King felt that the name was extremely familiar.

His eyes were lighted up, thinking of who Zhao Wujiang was, it turned out to be an ant.

Sun Yiwu wrote a letter to tell him what Zhao Wujiang did, but he didn't take it alone.

Of course, the same is true now.

He said faintly:

"Kill."

"Yes!" An Ping said yes, and said again:

"In the early days of the morning, Zhang retreat was sued by Dugu, and now he has entered the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs.

On the Lord, whether to rescue Zhang's rescue, he has a lot of control ... "

"Kill." King Xiaoyao interrupted An Ping's words.

"Yes!" An Ping froze slightly, and quickly responded.

Xiaoyao Wang Wubi walked the dragon snake, suddenly a meal:

"Xuanyuan Jing will give the Xingqing Court a reward, is it this Zhao Wujiang?"

"It's this person!" An Ping gonged.

King Xiaoyao threw the pen, and the ink stains fell on the rice paper, and then quickly stained, and it took this word.

"He shouldn't move my things." King Xiaoyao's voice was cold:
Chapter completed!