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By the way, the old minister has another unfeeling request. Since this child is so destined to be with the Supreme Emperor, how about asking you to give him a name?It's also good to increase the child's luck.

The old minister asked Sun Shenxian to read it, she is a precious daughter. "

Li Yuan agreed without thinking, but was surprised when he heard it, "Daughter? You mean a daughter?"

"Um, yes, but you are too much of a prize, just a girl, what is worth a lot of money." The warrior said modestly.

Well, Li Yuan grinned straightly, is this the so-called stealing chickens without losing money?He wanted to add a son to him to cause trouble, but he also added a daughter?Why didn't I have such luck when I wanted to have a daughter?Why did they give birth to a group of restless sons?

"Oh, hello daughter, hello daughter! I believe that each of your daughters is smarter than the other, and you get pregnant with another when you get old. Could it be that you, an old boy, have some tricks for having daughters?" Old Li Yuan said with a helpless smile.

"The emperor was joking, there is no trick, it may be the character of the old minister, you know, I am always doing good deeds..."

Seeing the envious eyes of the Supreme Emperor, the samurai became even more proud, his eyes narrowed, and he talked about his righteous actions incessantly.

The more you talk about old Li Yuan, the darker his face is, character?What a goddamn character, I have done a hundred times as many good deeds as you have done like an old man who has scattered money all these years, how come I am not so lucky?

"Ahem, Xinming, we are still good friends regardless of character!" Li Yuanruo hinted deeply.

Only then did the samurai wake up, okay, he hasn't been in court for many years, and he forgot to look at his boss's face?Although I don't know why I offended the old man, it's better to get away at this time.

With a haha ​​in his mouth, the warrior laughed and said, "Eh, that's that, in terms of character, you are still number one in the Tang Dynasty, everyone knows that.

The old minister didn't dare to waste the time of the emperor, so he stepped back and bought an unpopular Sun Wuji for 100 taels in the morning. Who knew that today he was extremely upset, and he made 3000 taels as soon as he changed hands.

I'm going to check the handicap immediately, Taishanghuang, please rest and talk back! "

In a blink of an eye, the samurai quickly retreated with small steps.

... Li Yuan has the urge to vomit blood, so talk back?What are you talking about?Talking about handicap or character?What a fart, you old boy has no good intentions, and calculated it on purpose to anger me. Although 3000 taels is not even an ant leg to me, but this face was swept away by you. Tolerate?

"Old Wang, see if there is any suitable candidate in the palace. Send two maids to our Lord Ying, and choose the best of them to be a concubine or something."

The old king said in his heart, Mr. Ying, if you don't die, you won't die. I sympathize with you, old king.

Not to mention the interesting things at the foot of the mountain, at this time on the mountain, after the previous round, the six top masters who participated in the final sword debate have been decided, that is: the murderous Sun Wuji, the young rookie An Duofu, the real Emei Jinxia, ​​the old man Xia Yinsha, Zen Master Huiming of Shaolin and Wang Yuanzhi, an elder of Maoshan Daomen.

As for who comes first?Bai Fan didn't speak, and let them choose their opponents. Sun Wuji had just fought two times, and the others didn't want to take advantage of him because of their status, so they didn't go up to continue the competition.

After a short rest, the youngest An Zhuofu walked slowly into the arena, bowed to the referee Bai Fan and others on the stage, and then pointed to Shaolin side.

"Sanxiu An Deuterofu, specially come to experience Shaolin's unique skills."

What?Well, isn't this kid from Shaolin?Shaolin can have two people participating together, which is a great advantage, but this is the order of Lan Tianhou, and everyone has given this face, why they don't know how to cherish it, and instead start fighting among themselves?

"An Duofu, you come from Shaolin with all your martial arts. With your style today, you still say that you have forgotten your ancestors? Such a villain's behavior is not worthy of fighting with my master and uncle." An old monk sternly shouted.

"Oh? I'm not worthy to fight with old monk Huiming?

how?Could it be that you want to play in his place?Not convinced, come up and try?

Today I dare to punch——death—you! "

you……

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Chapter 7 and Three

"Amitabha!"

Old monk Huiming looked at An Duofu who was full of evil spirits, waved his hand to stop the Shaolin people, walked slowly into the arena, and recited the Buddha's name.

"Benefactor An, no matter what kind of grievances you have with Shaolin, but this ability is passed down by Shaolin after all. It is not easy to practice, and you are still young. If you accidentally go astray, wouldn't it make your master Tanzong die with regret?

Benefactor, listen to the old monk's persuasion, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, I, Shaolin, have let go of the grievances with you, can you still not let go? "Monk Huiming persuaded with earnestness.

Everyone around nodded, this old monk is an expert after all, what he said is reasonable, even if An Duofu holds grudges again, his ability is due to Shaolin's favor after all, didn't the grievances and grievances have been cleared up last time in Songshan Shaolin?If you continue to entangle, wouldn't it ruin your reputation?

An Duofu shook his head, did not explain much, and directly set up his hands: "Today, Huashan will discuss swords and martial arts, and I will win or lose with you without mentioning grievances. It is useless to talk, let's make a move. "

Hey... the old monk let out a long sigh, as if there was endless helplessness in his heart.

But it was considered to be persuasion, and he no longer insisted on persuasion, his momentum was shocked, and he instantly changed from an old monk who was dying to a powerful and powerful expert.

The people around held their breaths, quietly waiting for the duel between these two masters.

Seeing that An Zhuofu didn't have the slightest intention to strike first, knowing that he didn't want to bully his old age, the old monk Huiming no longer hesitated, took a big step forward, and used the one-style Dharma palm technique.

An Duofu smiled at the corner of his mouth, Dharma palm?I will do it myself, take this trick?test me?

Although An Deutufu has only practiced martial arts in Shaolin for three years, there are only a dozen unique skills in Shaolin. Of course, besides the inner strength, he only needs to learn two great classics. After three years, I have seen it thoroughly.

It's just that the old monk Huiming, as the backer of Shaolin, has been in retreat in the Xin Chan Hall for a long time.

At that time, An Zhuofu was only at the pinnacle. Last year, a hero would make An Duofu break through to the peerless by chance. Definitely no longer his opponent.

Bai Fan looked at the two people in the field with his eyes. Monk Huiming was in the mid-period stage, and his bodhi mind has already been accomplished. An Duofu's kung fu is only in the early stage of the peerless world, but he has learned the Yijin Jing and the Sutra of Washing the Marrow. Although the Sutra of Washing the Marrow has not been fully I have a thorough understanding, but this body's internal strength is better than the stamina and quick recovery, taking advantage of being young and resilient.

After all, monk Huiming is old, and he must not be able to fight for a long time.

The narrator not far away felt that this was the most difficult time he narrated, because the moves of the two were exactly the same, and they were gorgeous enough that he didn't seem to have any suitable vocabulary even if he added oil and vinegar.

That's not counting, the key is that the two shot too fast, and he is only a first-class realm, it seems that some explanations are not in place.

The audience at the foot of the mountain was a little confused, what is this commentator doing?How do you explain it?Could it be watering?

"Zen Master Huiming used a sharp fingering style, and saw a gray finger rushing towards An Duofu like a sharp arrow.

What?An Zhuofu can do this too, it's also a gray finger..."

That's right, it's no wonder that the audience quit with such a sentence-by-sentence explanation, a sentence or two is considered wonderful, if every move is like this, isn't it perfunctory?Many people started shouting for substitutions.

"Old monk, knowing that you are determined to win, I will not bully you, these temptations are useless, hurry up and use your unique skills.

Don't worry, I won't hide. "An Deuterium smiled coldly.

This sentence made the narrator heave a sigh of relief. It seems that this young man has good intentions and knows the difficulties of being a narrator.

The old monk Huiming nodded and said: "You have been in the temple for three years, and you have only learned fingering, boxing, and palm techniques, but you have never learned weapons. There are two demon-killing swords taught by my Buddha, one is burning wood swords, and the other is swordsmanship. Breaking the precepts and sword skills, you should be careful."

An Deuterium has naturally heard of these two schools, but he has never seen what a peerless master does. He is already inferior in level, so he has to be cautious.

"Buddha knife burns wood!"

Monk Huiming yelled, and using his palm as a knife, he slashed at An Duofu obliquely.

This move was frighteningly used by the old monk, but in the eyes of the people around him, they didn't notice him, wasn't it just a gesture?It's not even as good as the previous palm and fingering, at least it still releases internal energy and external energy.