Hidden Blade Chapter 85: Curious

()The road up the mountain is really hard to walk.

Su Muan looked at the dead python corpse on the ground, and then she understood why Ning Zhumang had been so annoyed to wait. I don't want to go up the mountain alone.

He is alone, and probably won't be able to go up.

"Don't look at things like this, the more it takes to go up." Looking at Su Muan who was still in a daze, Yuan Guilong said calmly, then turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain again. .

Su Mu'an came back to his senses, and he hurried to keep up.

"Didn't it mean that you can fly into the sky and escape from the sky? Master, why don't you fly directly to the mountain?" He couldn't help but count the questions in his heart.

"Taiyin Palace has always liked this mysterious method the most. The surrounding area of ​​this mountain has already been restricted by them. Even if the immortal has not obtained permission, it is difficult for the immortal to fly on it with immortal power." Ning Zhumang curled his lips, seemingly Disdainful, but there is a bit of sourness in his tone that he wants and cannot be obtained.

"Linglong Pavilion has been passed down for thousands of years. It is inferior to the background of the Taiyin Palace. If you want to come to this mountain guardian formation, you should never lack it." Su Muan's mind is simple, and I can't understand Ning Zhumang's sigh, but she is aside. But Mo Chenzi took the stubbornly and asked.

Ning Zhumang glanced at Mo Chenzi meaningfully at that time, and sighed and said: "Back then, Mang Jijianxian practiced magic skills. After he entered the magic, there was a great battle. Linglong Pavilion has thousands of years of age. It’s all for the past..."

Of course, Mo Chenzi knew that the so-called magical skill was the "Dayan Sword Art" that the Mangji Sword Immortal Dao stole from the Southern Wilderness Sword Mausoleum, and then mixed it with the "Thousand Character Sword Classic" passed down by Linglong Pavilion for generations. The exercises forged together.

This incident will naturally not be a glorious history for a decent person like Linglong Pavilion. Ning Zhumang used the word "Magic Skill" in a single stroke, and Mo Chenzi naturally wouldn't break it.

"Mangji Sword Immortal is also a grandmaster, and his brother Wang Yangming also appreciates him. It can prompt him to do things like those in the past, and my brother and I think there may be a little bit of greasiness in this." Mo Chen Zi Shen said.

Ning Zhumang didn't care when he heard the words, thinking it was Mo Chenzi comforting him. He waved his hand and said with a bitter smile: "People who eat grains have six desires and seven emotions. Even immortals are hardly immune... This seems incredible, but it is reasonable."

After saying this, Ning Zhumang didn't want to entangle on this topic anymore. He turned around, and he was going to continue walking towards the top of the mountain.

"The Sword Immortal Mangji is a rare sword master in the world. He has already cultivated a clear sword heart state. Ordinary people may be tempted by this great advantage, but he wants to shake the mind of a person with a clear sword heart. But it is far from enough. What I said is not vain, but it is so tricky." Mo Chenzi looked at Ning Zhumang seriously, and said again.

Ning Zhumang also heard the smell at this time. It was related to Linglong Pavilion's thousand-year reputation. He couldn't help but subconsciously asked: "How tricky? Is there really someone behind the bewitching uncle?"

However, this question only came out, and he waved his hand happily again.

"Finally, don't tell me about this. I, a dying person, knows too much, but I don't have enough peace of mind to go. It's not good, it's not good."

When these words were spoken, Su Muan, who was listening to the cloud in the mist, couldn't help but accept the stubbornness, and said: "Since you don't want to die, then don't go, okay?"

The logic that Su Muan seemed to take for granted fell in the ears of the three of them, but they couldn't help but smile at each other.

"How difficult things are in the world, how can it be as expected?" Yuan Guilong shook his head, as if he didn't intend to explain this truth to his disciple.

"Then what on earth are you doing?" Su Muan, who was finally able to intervene, would not easily let go of this opportunity, he asked at that time.

Yuan Guilong thought for a while and said: "Justice."

Mo Chenzi nodded slightly and said: "Rules."

The words of the two are simple and clear. Su Mu'an is in the clouds and mist, and he is more and more confused. He can only focus on Ning Zhumang who is aside at that time, compared to his taciturn master, and this The unpredictable Mo Jianxian, in Su Muan's heart, Uncle Ning looked much more approachable, he looked at each other expectantly, wanting to get an answer that he could understand from his mouth.

Under Su Muan's expectant gaze, Ning Zhumang was embarrassed.

He desperately tried not to come to this Yaqi Mountain, cheeky and got on the chariot of Yuan Guilong and Mo Chenzi, wanting to go up the mountain with them, naturally he had what he wanted.

For example, he wants to understand, where did the motto of killing the king and saving the world come from? I also want to understand, what is the purpose of that Supreme Real Person? Is it to save the world, or the troubled world?

These thoughts are naturally something that can be said, but after all, there is no Yuanguilong and Mo Chenzi. The two simple and clear words came cleanly. This Yuan Guilong represents the Tiance Mansion, and Mo Chenzi represents the Southern Wilderness Sword Tomb, and as the former head teacher of Linglong Pavilion, he naturally does not want to lose the face of Linglong Pavilion.

So Master Ning taught him to search his intestines and scratch his stomach at that time, racking his brains. I want to find two words to be able to express his thoughts truthfully, without losing dignity.

Just thinking about it, Master Ning did not come up with a reliable phrase. However, Mo Chenzi and Yuan Guilong saw him, they hadn't spoken for a long time, and passed their gazes over. Under the gaze of the three of them, Ning Zhumang blushed, and finally spit out two words: "Curious."

Such rhetoric, not to mention Su Muan, even Mo Chenzi and Yuan Guilong also had weird faces at that time.

Ning Zhumang knew that he had made a mistake, and his face blushed suddenly, but under the strange gaze of the three of them, he couldn't wait to find a place to get in.

Roar!

Just when he knew that he didn't know how to get through the matter, there was a whistling sound from the cliff in the distance.

The four of them went to ~IndoMTL.com~ and saw a tiger with a back body and wings, a pitch-black body, and a height of three feet away, staring at them with cold light in their eyes.

"Black Devil Tiger?" Mo Chenzi's eyes condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "Unexpectedly, there is still such a monster in captivity in this Taiyin Palace... This supreme real person really has lived for a long time, and he is bold enough. Up."

The human race and the monster race have been in peace for many years. Ning Zhumang, a monster like the Black Demon Tiger, has only seen records in the book. This is the first time he has seen a living creature, but he has no surprises. On the contrary, My heart secretly thanked this monster for getting out of his siege.

In order to show the gratitude in his heart, Master Ning shouted loudly at that time, and said with a righteous expression: "The monster is coming!"

After that, he shook his body and took the lead in culling him.

"Teacher Ning, be careful!" Only then did Mo Chenzi's exclamation sound.

Ning Zhumang's heart was taken aback, and then he remembered what the book said: Black Demon Tiger, a creature of extraordinary talent, with wings on its back, a height of several feet, and when he reaches adulthood, his cultivation is almost half a step immortal.