The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"Kung Fu is so-so!" The old man snorted.

"Slaughter! This is so sloppy? Almost buried the two of us alive! Why didn't you smash you to death?" Master Pu Shan stared at the old man.

"A small broken Zen room, can I still buried my old way? Joke!" Old way smeared a gray on his face, looked at Rong Jing, "Fortunately, you have some skills, my old way promised to lift the Phoenix to the little girl Robbery."

"Thank you, Master!" Rong Jing thanked lightly.

"No need to thank you, you got it yourself!" The old man waved his hand and walked towards Yun Qianyue, and came to her in a few steps. After taking a closer look at her, he suddenly shot and unlocked her acupuncture point.

Yun Qianyue's stiff body loosened, and the frozen blood circulated instantly. She didn't look back, and she still stood motionless. Something in my head, but nothing. I just feel that the world is so big at this moment, she is extremely small.

"Little girl, sit down cross-legged! I am old, this will give you lifted Phoenix robbery!" Old Road to Yun Qianyue Road.

Yun Qianyue stood still, as if unheard of.

"Why? Your little girl doesn't want to lift the Phoenix Robbery?" Lao Dao squinted at Yun Qiangyue.

Yun Qianyue remained still and did not answer.

"Stinky boy! It seems that you've been in vain! This little girl doesn't buy your account now, it's puzzled!" The old man looked at Rong Jing and raised an eyebrow at him.

Rong Jing stood behind Yun Qiangyue and did not step forward. Looking at her back, she looked pale and did not answer.

"Miss Qingyue! Although Lao Qun will have the Supreme Mantra, but indeed, as the dead master said, although the Supreme Mantra of Shaolin Temple can lift the Phoenix Tribulation, it also forcibly breaks the mark of the robbery. A mistake will cause harm to your body. Now this old master knows how to crack the path of the Phoenix Tribulation, and certainly will not damage your body at all. If you don’t understand today, there will be no tomorrow! Lao Qun hasn’t seen this old master for twenty years, if you don’t understand The world is so big, when he is gone, you can’t find it if you regret to find him again.” Master Pushan stepped forward and said to Yun Qianyue.

"Good!" Yun Qingyue suddenly said, his voice calm, and he could not hear any emotion. When the words fell, she sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Master Uncle Zu, Master Taoist, please move to the front Zen room. This is not suitable for lifting the seal. The ground is cold and airy." Master Ciyun walked over, looked at Yun Qianyue, and suggested to Master Tao and Master Pushan.

"It's Futian now, what kind of cool air is nothing! If this little girl can't even bear a bit of cool air, wouldn't she be even more unbearable when Lao Guan exerts her skills?" Sit down. To Pu Shan: "Bald monk, you help me behind me. I just lost half of my skill, I am afraid it is not enough!"

"Good!" Master Pushan sat cross-legged behind the old man.

"Tell you, don't take the opportunity to strike me!" The old man glanced back at Master Pushan.

"You're a dead old man, how many chances would I have to kill you if I wanted to kill you decades ago? At that time, you were drunk with a wine jar drunk. If I didn't drag you back, I would fall asleep in the snow and snow. Buried to death. Where else are you now alive and up against me!" Master Pushan tweeted.

"It's an old account decades ago, but you said it because you didn't blush!" Lao Dao sniffed.

"Lao Tun doesn't follow your theory, let's get started!" Master Pushan no longer ignored the old way, and said to Rong Jing behind Yun Qiangyue: "Lao Jing Jing Shizi protects law."

"Master rest assured!" Rong Jing Wensheng said.

"Tsci Yun, please take the people back! What do so many people stand here?" Pu Shan seemed to see that all the monks in Lingtai Temple were gathered outside the Bodhidharma Hall, frowning, and being kind Abbot Yun commanded.

"Yes, Shishuzu!" Abbot Ciyun whispered to an elder beside him, and the elder immediately walked out.

"Seven Prince, your inner abdomen was injured by a shock, so sit down and adjust your breath quickly!" Master Pu Shan looked at the side of Ye Tianyi, slowly speaking.

"I'm fine." Ye Tianyi shook her head. The blood on the corner of his mouth had not been wiped, and the blood on his chest had dried up. He stood still, and Feng Mu looked at Yun Qiangyue without blinking.

Master Pushan sighed in his heart. The old road snorted, and suddenly did not say hello, his hands condensed internal force, two ice blue lights converged on his middle fingertips, forming a small blue aperture, he aimed at Yun Qianyue, two ice blue The aperture is aligned with the Baihui acupuncture point of Yun Qiangyue, and the eyebrow of Yintang.

Yun Qingyue suddenly closed her eyes, only to feel that two powerful forces instantly reached the depth of her mind through two acupuncture points, and quickly occupied both ends of the left and right brain in the depth of her mind, circling two or three back and forth inside, suddenly two Aperture blocked to the depth of her head. He quickly reached the block, one left and one right, forming a one-and-a-half month chain, stretching the block.

Yun Qianyue's head suddenly ached, and there was a sawtooth waving in her head. All the feelings and thoughts in the whole body are gathered at that point. There is a pain in which the soul separates from the body. But although the pain in her head, the pain did not reach her. She only feels that the wood in her heart is like a thick wall, which seems to block the connection between the body and the brain.

At this moment, it is reasonable to say that this pain is the most pain she has ever felt in her previous life and life, but she feels that this pain is so light, because she cannot reach her heart. Unable to reach her heart, she felt no pain at all.

I don’t know how long it has passed. I just listened to the old man shouting, "Bald Monk, help me!"

"Good!" Master Pushan responded with a cry, palming his back behind the old road and crossing his true energy into him.

The two are obviously familiar with each other's martial arts, and they have a deep understanding of it. They don't need to adapt, and they quickly merge their skills together.

Yun Qingyue only felt that the two lax skills in his brain had doubled in an instant. If two large apertures are formed in her brain, and the two large apertures are combined in one place, like a giant axe, she seems to hear a "bang" in her brain, like a firework explosion, countless The pictures are like floods that have opened the gate, surging out, countless people's faces, familiar, unfamiliar, children, adults, countless events, countless fragments, countless scenes...

That belongs to the memory of her being blocked for more than ten years! Running out, she could hardly bear it!

Countless clips are running through like flowing water. Her head seems to cut a long river, she spreads, participates in, and builds a long river, the long river stretches one inch, extends...

One of the women is very beautiful and vaguely resembles her. Sitting on the wicker chair in front of the window of the Qingyue Pavilion in the Cloud King's Mansion, he held a quilt in his arms. A small head was exposed in the quilt. It was faintly a little girl in pink and jade. Xu Yu, the little girl became bigger In a circle, the wrapped brocade was replaced with a thin blanket, and in a blink of an eye, the little girl was wearing a purple jacket, and seemed to be more than a year old, sitting in the woman's arms obediently, and then the little girl It seemed to be another year old, peeling grapes for the woman to eat, the woman looked at her with a smile, her eyebrows were warm and loving, and then the woman lay on the bed with a pale face, the little girl stood in front of the bed, looked at the woman with her lips tightly, After that, at the gate of King Yun’s Mansion, everyone put on a coffin and sent a coffin out of the house. The little girl walked next to the coffin, the paper money flew down from the air, hit the coffin, hit her, her little face Sorrow that does not match the age...

Among them there are two little boys, one is wearing a white brocade, and at a young age, he is very picturesque, such as a fairy prodigy, a young boy; the other is wearing a snow-green brocade, vaguely like a little seven when he was a child, his eyebrows are handsome, little At age, she appears intelligent and distinguished, as well as young and mature.

At the age of forty-five of the old emperor at the age of five, she pushed the little boy in a white brocade down the lake. After she was rescued, she was breathless and she gave him artificial respiration. In the same year, the child in the snow-blue brocade moved to her house next to her and was bored every night. She asked him to sit on the wall to watch the stars and tell stories. Sometimes she passed by overnight. The next day, the little boy had early lessons Sleepless in class, I came back and complained to her that she was beaten by the master board, but the next day she continued lying on the wall with her to watch the stars and listen to the story.

In the same year, the little boy in white Jinpao beat the heroes at the age of eight at the Wenwu Conference, and was named the first wizard of Heavenly Saint by the old emperor, but she did not see how happy he was...

In the same year, King Rong of the King Rong Palace died of malaria on the way. Princess Rong died of her husband. The little boy who loved to wear white brocade lost her parents. She ran to comfort him, but was hugged and used as a pillow. The arm was numbed all night...

In the same year, she witnessed a **** killing, and the Wen Bohou Mansion was murdered. She secretly rescued a little boy from the killing. She was afraid to be exposed. She didn't tell anyone. The disguise sent him secretly to Tianxue Mountain... …

In the same year, she witnessed all the poisoning and assassination of a young boy in a white robe, and she sent her a big return pill in the name of grandpa. Since then, the little boy has never been out of the house... In the same year, she started chasing behind a little boy who loved to wear yellow robes, but he did not know to back off with his eyes...

In the same year...

At the age of ten, the boy in the snow-green brocade has grown into a teenager, Fengshen Yurun...

At the age of ten, the boy in the white brocade has also grown into a teenager, like a poem...

"You're done!" The old man suddenly shouted and closed his hand.

Master Pushan also slowly closed his hands, the old voice could not conceal his joy, "Congratulations to Miss Qingyue for lifting the Phoenix Tribulation!"

The voices of Master Pushan and Lao Dao seemed to break through the air, interrupting Yun Qiangyue's memory and pulling her back to reality.

Her closed eyes opened, and at one glance, she saw the night sky that was standing behind Master Pushan with delight and nervousness. From the little boy who likes to lie on the wall and watch the stars like her, it seems that she has grown into a young man who is now rich and handsome. She looks at him and fifteen years of time fly away in her head.