Chapter 148 The Honest Monk’s Homework (Please subscribe)
In the waterside pavilion, there is quite a feeling that all the virtuous people are well-equipped and the young and old are gathered together.
There are a dozen or so scattered people, some leaning on railings, some sitting, and even their clothes are different. Some are luxuriously dressed, while others are unrestrained and unrestrained, wearing a broad robe casually.
But one thing is the same. The expressions of these people are all casual and relaxed, as if they are in this paradise, and all the troubles of the world are isolated.
The little old man Wu Ming pointed at the people in the waterside pavilion and said, "Guests, what do you think of them?"
Hao Jian carried his big box, scanned it around, and muttered: "The quantity is not large, but the strength is not weak."
"Hahahaha, there are not many in number, but the strength is not weak! The summary is very good! Put them in the arena, each of them can be regarded as a first-class master, but in fact, compared with the real top experts, they are obviously not good enough.
For example, with you, the 'Sage of Swords'." The little old man Wu Ming laughed loudly.
To be fair, the little old man still has some experts here. Leaving aside himself and Gong Jiu, there are also a number of experts such as He Zhizhang, Honest Monk, etc...
"Old sir, you are so humble! I see that the old scholar has nails that are more than an inch long. It is obvious that his skills are not simple. In addition, there is also the sour scholar, who has a harmonious aura all over his body. I think he has cultivated "
"Hunyuan Qigong", it is even more difficult for a young man with a mustache. If I guess correctly, he should have practiced the "Bone Transforming Palm" that was famous in the martial arts in the past. This is different from the past years.
The proud martial arts of the Bone-changing Immortal, who is as famous as Fairy Ruyi, is not easy! As for the beauty with slippery shoulders who is casually wearing a nightgown, her hands are as well maintained as Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. Come to think of it,
I also have considerable attainments in swordsmanship..."
Hao Jian looked around and in just a few words, he almost reviewed all the experts in the waterside pavilion.
The little old man Wu Ming had a smile on his face and nodded slightly from time to time. "Without even fighting, the guests clearly saw the stunts of the little old man and his friends under the box! But... this old cunning guy... what's the explanation?"
The voices of the two of them were not quiet. Although they were still several feet away from the waterside pavilion, they were both considered masters and could hear clearly and clearly. They were all surprised by Hao Jian's vicious eyes, but at the same time they were inevitably a little eager to try.
Especially the big fierce sister who was only wearing a nightgown, with a large piece of snow-white chest exposed, and didn't care. She stared straight at Hao Jian with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and her face was full of evil.
Especially when I heard the little old man specifically mention the words "old and cunning", I became even more angry.
Hao Jian glanced at Sister Daxi, and said with a smile: "Old sir, you misunderstood. The old cunning I am talking about is not the old cunning you know, but the 'old shoulder is extremely slippery', the shoulder of the shoulder is slippery..."
The little old man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Hahahahahaha, so it turns out that the little old man thought wrong! New words, new words..."
No, when Sister Daxi heard this explanation, her anger immediately dissipated, and she thought to herself: "This guy really knows how to talk!"
Her peach blossom eyes flashed, and she shook her shoulders intentionally or unintentionally. As expected, her nightgown slipped a little, revealing a section of her delicate collarbones and snow-white shoulders, which made the other men in the waterside pavilion, old and young, breathe a little heavier.
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Of course Hao Jian knew that this fierce sister was Shaman!
Not only is the baby's granary huge, no less than beef soup, but he also has a pair of straight and slender long legs!
While the nightgown outlines her perfect figure, it also exposes a section of her white and tender calves...
It really echoes Hao Jian’s words, for women who wear a lot, men will pay attention to the exposed parts; for women who wear less, men will pay attention to the covered parts!
"But, then again, although these people are practicing the long-lost peerless martial arts in the martial arts world, it is obvious that... their qualifications are not as good as those of the previous maids and maids, and they seem to be unable to master them.
..." Hao Jian said slowly.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the dozen masters in the waterside pavilion suddenly changed.
Who is this person?
What does it mean to be inferior to a maid?
Not only is it excessive, it is simply excessive!
On this island, except the little old man and the Ninth Young Master, who dares to comment on them like this?
Of course the little old man knew that Hao Jian was talking about beef soup, but if he didn't reveal it, how would these people know that the maid was actually beef soup in disguise?
He looked at it with a smile, not wanting to explain at all.
"You're new here, you have such a loud voice, but you don't know... are you tough at what you do?" The young man with a mustache looked at Hao Jian with evil eyes.
Hao Jian curled his lips and said: "Old sir, to be honest, if you and Master Ninth were not on this island, how should I describe my mood? Well, it can be said that... a dung beetle caught someone with diarrhea - it was a waste of time!
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Everyone: "..."
Sister Daxi's expression was a bit astonished. It was obviously the first time she heard such a vulgar comment.
As for the young man with a mustache, he couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "What an arrogant brat, let me try your methods!"
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow swept out from the waterside pavilion and rushed towards Hao Jian at high speed. He raised his right hand slowly but urgently and slapped Hao Jian on the shoulder with a palm.
"Bone Transforming Palm"!
This is a long-lost secret skill. "Mianzhang" was originally a Wudang sect's unique skill, but after adding the word "bone" in front of it, it became completely different.
This kind of palm power is extremely sinister and extremely difficult to practice. But once you succeed, with one palm strike, the victim will not be aware of it at first. Two hours later, after the palm power takes effect, the bones in the whole body will become as soft as cotton, and they will be helpless.
Medicine can help.
It is much more powerful than the "Mahamudra" of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism and the "Heaven and Earth Destroying Hand" of the Western Xingxiu Sea.
Ever since the death of the "Bone Transforming Immortal" who broke into the Sea of Stars alone, entered the "Chaotian Palace" at night, and killed the Yellow Sect's great lama, such palm power has never been seen again in the world.
However, no matter how strong the martial arts is, it depends on the user. It is obvious that this young mustache's rank...at most, he can be regarded as noble platinum, which is really not good enough.
Therefore, Hao Jian was too lazy to use his sword. He didn't even put down the big box. He just used "Hao Sanshou" to swat away his mustache like a fly...
Mustache:o((⊙﹏⊙))o.
Drawing a wonderful parabola, he fell into the water like a cannonball...
Plop...
I was immediately stunned!
Among the waterside pavilions, the remaining people turned pale with horror!
"Good work!" the little old man praised with a smile, "Thank you, my guest, for letting these guys who sit in a well and look at the sky know what it means to have a sky beyond the sky!"
Gulu gulu...
After a long while, Mustache emerged from the water in a miserable state, with a fish tail protruding from his mouth.
He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of water. There was also a panicked little fish in the water...
Seeing the miserable look of the mustache, the expressions on the faces of everyone in the waterside pavilion became more and more solemn.
Shaman rolled his eyes and said softly: "Little old man, why don't you quickly introduce our distinguished guest?"
Her voice is extremely magnetic, making people feel itchy as soon as they hear it, as if they were being tickled by a kitten.
The kind that is born with a pinch!
The little old man said warmly: "Now that we know how powerful our distinguished guest is, why don't we call him 'newcomer'? So that you can know that this is Hao Jian, Hao Friend, the 'Sage of Swords' who is now at the top of the martial arts world.
You may not know the name yet, but...you can ask Honest Monk about this friend's recent deeds, I think you will all be surprised."
Hao Jian looked at the little old man and said calmly: "Who is called 'Zhongtian'?"
The little old man was stunned, but Shaman couldn't help but laugh...
Immediately afterwards, everyone in the waterside pavilion laughed, and the atmosphere immediately relaxed a lot.
"Honesty monk is not honest. He knows that the distinguished guest is an iron man, but he doesn't tell any news at all?" Suan Xiucai glanced at the honest monk hiding behind and said coldly.
The honest monk said: "Of course the honest monk is honest, but you didn't ask! Now if you ask, the monk will say that in the battle at Zijin Mountain a few days ago, Almsgiver Hao tried his best to prevent Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng from losing both sides, and then became alone.
We fought against eleven eminent monks from Shaolin Temple, including Zen Master Dabei, and won a great victory! Only one of the first Bodhidharma monks in Shaolin survived serious injuries, and the rest all passed away in bliss..."
There was immediately silence in the waterside pavilion!
Beef Soup, who had just changed his outfit and arrived outside the waterside pavilion, happened to hear these words. Gao Gaobao's granary rose and fell rapidly, and he was obviously frightened by this achievement...
Before this, these masters on the island actually looked down on the heroes of the Central Plains!
As "invisible people" trained by the little old man, they consider themselves to be at the top of the contempt chain in the martial arts world!
The little old man is the oldest, Gong Jiu is second, and they are tied for third place!
So much so that everyone thinks that in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys are the kings!
I think that as long as anyone sets foot in the Central Plains and wanders around for a few months, he can make a name that is not inferior to Ximen Chuixue and Lu Xiaofeng. The reason why he doesn't have it is just because he is too lazy to go!
But Hao Jian swatted his mustache away like a fly, and immediately frightened the group of people!
Once again, I heard that Hao Jian almost killed Shaolin and was unable to recover within a hundred years...
Where is this new guy?
This is a door-to-door kick-in, right?
"Honest monk, look at you, you are telling the truth! I just killed Zen Master Dabei's rabble... What does this mean?" Hao Jian said humble words, but he didn't realize it.
He put his hands behind his back and looked towards the water, assuming a posture of independence and loneliness.
After a pause, Hao Jian glanced at the honest monk again and said, "If you can, you might as well write an "Ode to the Sword Master" on the spot and praise me with gorgeous words. The number of words should not be less than 800 words.
"
The honest monk's eyes widened.
Everyone was speechless...
The god-damn "Sword Master Fu"!
"Don't think I'm joking, hand in your homework after the dinner! If you can't do it, don't blame me for being dirty!" Hao Jian said calmly.
The honest monk looked sad and suddenly slapped himself, so hard that five red marks immediately appeared on his face, and the right side of his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"My Lord, Bodhisattva, as a monk, I actually concealed the reputation of Almsgiver Hao from everyone! I deserve to die! I shouldn't even think about who would win if you and the Nine Young Masters fought! How could I go so far?
My idea is that Bodhisattva should punish me to crawl back!"
As he spoke, he suddenly lay down on the ground and crawled back on his hands and knees...
The little old man still kept a smile on his face and said calmly: "This honest monk is not honest."
"But I really want to try his level. Will you stop me?" Above the waterside pavilion, a figure in white appeared at some point. It was the handsome and almost demonic Gong Jiu.
"Ninth Young Master!"
The faces of everyone in Shuixie changed drastically. It was obvious that they were afraid of Gong Jiu to the core.
Especially Shaman, whose lazy eyes suddenly turned into fear...
The little old man's smile remained unchanged and he said kindly: "Jiu'er, have you forgotten what I said too?"
A trace of displeasure flashed in Gong Jiu's eyes, but she did not dare to disobey the little old man's wishes and landed in the waterside pavilion.
"Since everyone has almost arrived, let's have a banquet to welcome the distinguished guests." The little old man said with a pleasant smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of maids lined up, holding fine wine and delicacies.
The sour scholars and others also took their seats in an orderly manner.
"Dear guest, please!" said the little old man.
Hao Jian did not refuse and followed the little old man to the table.
what is interesting is……
At their table, the little old man naturally sat at the head seat, and Hao Jian sat at the guest seat. On both sides were Beef Soup, who was dressed up, and Sha Man, who was wearing a nightgown. Next to Sha Man was Gong Jiu, who looked cold.
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Shaman stretched out a lotus root arm and took the initiative to help Hao Jian pour wine.
Her sleeves fell to her elbows, and the obscene clothes underneath could be vaguely seen, and a strange fragrance rushed straight to the tip of Hao Jian's nose.
Gong Jiu's expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
Seeing this, Beef Soup opened his big eyes and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Brother Hao, was the beef soup just now... delicious?"
The atmosphere at the table was a little subtle.
Hao Jian pondered: "Although the soup is excellent, the wine is also excellent... Such a difficult choice... I can only choose... drink them all!"
Beef Soup said angrily: "Brother Hao is not good at all, on the contrary, he is very bad!"
As if he didn't hear it, Shaman smiled sweetly and said nothing.
Gong Jiu looked at him expressionlessly, as if he were a piece of ice.
The little old man smiled and said: "You can't have your cake and eat it too. Only when you lose can you gain. Come and win!"
Both Shaman and Gong Jiu were slightly shocked, feeling like the little old man had figured out his thoughts...
After three rounds of drinking, the honest monk finally reappeared, shaking his head every step he took and reciting, "So the sword has been tested for thousands of miles, the mountains and valleys have collapsed, the sky has been cold, the nine states have been bleeding, the oars have been drifting, the sharpness is unprovoked, and there are countless changes."
, It’s hard to reach an isolated city, it’s hard to catch the snow, it’s too shameful to see the little phoenix, it’s hard to be worthy of the stars...”
In the waterside pavilion, a group of masters were gathering to drink and change glasses, talking loudly and making bold words. They were all stunned for a moment...
This honest monk...
Did you really write an article "Ode to the Sword Master" to hand in your homework?
Hao Jian's eyes lit up, "Sure enough, it's truly a masterpiece! Wait until I come up with some BGM for the monk!"
As he spoke, he took out the... golden erhu from the big box next to him!
Doesn't this serve as a prelude to "Ode to the Sword Master"?
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Today’s update comes, it’s still two chapters in one.
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