"Appreciate me? Hehe, that's easy!"

Wang Yuan laughed and said, "Then let's go! I'll go to Yangzhou Lichunyuan to find two girls to accompany you to relieve your boredom! It's definitely more fun than Lin Pingzhi."

The monk gave him some sunshine and then climbed up the pole with a smile.

"Funny?" Lin Pingyi looked puzzled.

"Don't ask random questions kids!" Wang Yuan scolded Xiaolin.

“…”

Feng Qingyang's old face turned dark when he heard this, and glared at Wang Yuan and said, "You monk, how dare you mock me for old things?"

"No!" Wang Yuan said: "The little monk is absolutely serious, why don't we establish a document."

"Okay, okay!" Feng Qingyang waved his hand and said unhappily: "I'm not interested in the girl you mentioned! I just want Lin Pingzhi to stay!"

"No way! Is it so perverted?" Wang Yuan's thoughts began to become dirty.

"Abnormal?" Lin Pingzhi looked confused again.

"As a monk, you can't be cleaner!" Feng Qingyang began to get angry again.

An old man in his seventies and eighties, who is also a master of swordsmanship, has long been as calm as water, but has been continuously angered by a monk, and Feng Qingyang is also very depressed.

Feng Qingyang paused and said, "You, a monk from Shaolin Temple, actually ran to Huashan to abduct the disciples of Huashan Sect. Do you really think there is no one in Huashan? You can leave, but Lin Pingzhi must stay!"

"hehe!"

Not to mention the Huashan Sect, Wang Yuan was still angry when talking about the Huashan Sect, and said contemptuously: "You Huashan Sect is awesome. Not only does the master not help his disciples avenge, he also robbed his disciples of his family martial arts with others. There are really people!"

"Hmph! Can people like Yue Buqun represent the entire Huashan Sect?" Feng Qingyang said.

Wang Yuandao: "Don't worry about whether Yue Buqun can represent the Huashan Sect, now our Shaolin Temple is the only one who can protect Lin Pingzhi!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yuan's eyes rolled, and then said, "If you have the ability to protect Lin Pingzhi from being arrested, I will hand him over to you."

Wang Yuan’s mission is to escort Lin Pingzhi to a safe place. The system does not stipulate where the safest place is. Shaolin Temple is just Wang Yuan’s wishful thinking.

Feng Qingyang is a master at level 190. His martial arts skills are extremely powerful, and he seems to be an elder of the Huashan Sect. If he is willing to take Lin Pingzhi as his disciple, he may not dare to provoke Lin Pingzhi easily.

As for clowns like Yu Canghai, they have to hide even further.

Lin Pingzhi is also a very smart child. After hearing Wang Yuan's words, he knelt on the ground and begged: "Senior Feng, Lin Pingzhi suffered a great disaster and his family's fortunes are in decline. Now he is coveted by his family's martial arts. He has to go to the end of the world. He also asked Senior Feng to remember that I am also a disciple of the Huashan Sect and rescue him!"

"hehe!"

Feng Qingyang smiled and stared at Wang Yuan and said, "Stinky Monk, are you going to join me?"

"How dare you!" Wang Yuan smiled and said, "If Senior Feng feels that even the famous masters of Huashan Sect are unable to protect a young disciple, then I have to let me do it for my Shaolin Temple."

"Don't give me this one!"

Feng Qingyang said: "There is a regulation above. I can protect Lin Pingzhi, but you must complete my test."

"It's easy to say! What kind of test is it, Senior Feng, just say it!" Wang Yuan said confidently.

Isn’t it just to do tasks? Wang Yuan is also too lice, so he can help a master like Feng Qingyang protect Lin Pingzhi and do a few tasks. It’s not a big deal.

"Defeat me!" Feng Qingyang said lightly.

"Are you playing with me?" Wang Yuan was furious!

Second, this old Feng Gou is just talking nonsense. If Wang Yuan can beat Feng Qingyang, he would have to talk nonsense with him here. He would just kill him and run away. Perhaps he could even break out his unique skills.

"Hehe!" Feng Qingyang looked up and down at Wang Yuan and said, "I have no interest in monks... This is the above rule, what can I do! As long as you can defeat me, I will protect Lin Pingzhi!"

"Hmm..." Wang Yuan said: "Just defeat you?"

"Of course!" Feng Qingyang nodded.

"Any way can be used?" Wang Yuan asked again.

"As long as you can defeat me, you will win!" Feng Qingyang said.

"Then we are better than rock-scissors?" Wang Yuan asked tentatively.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "I can predict the enemy's plane first. Do you really want to compete?"

"Get it!" Wang Yuan shook his head quickly and said, "Then let's fight." If you don't say anything else, Wang Yuan has never been afraid of anyone compared to his strength.

"No!" Feng Qingyang refused decisively.

"Didn't you say anything is OK?" Wang Yuan said contemptuously: "You want to cheat!"

"You don't understand!" Feng Qingyang said: "My martial arts cultivation is too high. If the strength arouses my true qi reaction, I am afraid that I can't control the sword energy in my body and kill you with one sword!"

Feng Qingyang's words were very serious, but in Wang Yuan's eyes, it was extremely nonsense.

With his martial arts cultivation reaching the extreme realm of Feng Qingyang, he can control the opponent's blood with one slap. He can control the sword energy in his body with a very accurate amount. No bullshit can control the sword energy in his body, and he is obviously fooling people.

"Then how do you compare!" Wang Yuandao.

"Sword-making!" Feng Qingyang said two words lightly.

"I don't know how to use a sword!" Wang Yuan refused.

Wang Yuan’s kung fu lies in fist, palm and stick. He requires a high understanding of swordsmanship, and Wang Yuan has never practiced it.

"You can use any martial arts!" Feng Qingyang added.

"That's not OK!" Wang Yuan said: "You can't even control the sword energy in your body. What if you kill me with you?"

"It's okay!" Feng Qingyang said: "We will fight with each other! Don't take action!"

"What does it mean?" Wang Yuan asked in confusion.

God knows how to compare swords without taking action.

Feng Qingyang explained: "The sword technique I use is called "Dugu Nine Swords" which is the best sword technique in the world. It was created by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai. If you practice to the highest level, you can break through all the martial arts in the world. We will verbally tell, if you can find the cracked moves and demonstrate them successfully, what if I lose..."

"This..." Wang Yuan frowned.

This is a fight against martial arts...

"Yes!" After thinking for a while, Wang Yuan said confidently: "If you lose, you can't cheat!"

"I am humble, elegant and upright, not that kind of person!" Feng Qingyang said with a shy face, as if he was not the one who cheated on him just now.

"Then I'm going to attack!" Wang Yuan said: "I'm opening the boundless state of Buddhism, with a six-meter-long golden body, which condenses the true energy of the whole body to make a move [one beat and two scatter]. Can you break it?"

Feng Qingyang said: "You are still young! Even the attack of the six-year-old golden body is only as powerful as the master with one palm, and the breaking palm style can be cracked!"

“Um…”

Wang Yuan thought about it carefully, took out the [Sky Booming Cannon] and put it in front of Feng Qingyang, saying, "My Sky Booming Cannon is a firearm. Can you stop it with one shot?"

"Haha!" Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "If it were the Divine Martial Arts Cannon, I would not be able to withstand it, but the power of your Sky-Blasting Cannon is just as good as a general attack from the top master. I can resolve it with one move to break the arrow."

"I have magical weapons to fight..."

"Breaking gun style!"

"I have outstanding internal skills..."

"Breaking Qi style!"

...

"I'll go fuck you!"

After a verbal battle, Wang Yuan went wild!

Damn it, this Dugu Nine Sword is really a big deal! I originally thought that Feng Qingyang proposed Wen Dou to cheat, but this guy was even more shameless in talking about martial arts with his mouth. He broke this and broke that. No matter what move Wang Yuan used, Feng Qingyang could use Dugu Nine Swords to crack it, which made Wang Yuan extremely irritable. He stood up and pointed at Feng Qingyang viciously and said, "Old guy, I really want to throw a bucket of shit on your face!"

“Um…”

Hearing Wang Yuan's words, Feng Qingyang fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!