The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 595 Big Event

Ten miles outside Xieluo Mountain, in a small inn located on the official road, the waiter's young man hunched up and walked among the guests, serving tea, wine and hot dishes.

While he was busy, another guest came in, but before the boy showed a formative smile, he was taken aback by the giant bulldog that appeared in front of him, my dear, this dog might not be a spirit, why is it so big?
Beside the giant dog, there is also a tall young man in white clothes Shengxue, with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, with a slack in his fortitude. The most surprising thing is that this man has golden hair.

"Guest officer, please come inside, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

The little guy quickly suppressed the surprise and panic in his heart, forced his trembling legs, and forced a smile at Xiang Yang.

Opening the door is a customer, if possible, he really doesn't want to do business with the person in front of him, he's just wondering, the key is this dog, who knows if it will suddenly hurt someone?

The originally fiery atmosphere in the inn also cooled down after Xiang Yang and Xiao Hei entered the room. Some people in the Jianghu who held swords even subconsciously held the weapons in their hands to give themselves a little sense of security.

Although they are not first-class masters, they have achieved internal strength, and their spiritual sense is still sharp, and they clearly sense the threat of this dog. Of course, Xiang Yang is even more afraid. What's more, its owner?

"Get something to eat, I want your signature dish, and two catties of high-quality spirits. Oh, yes, and get some raw meat and water for my dog. Don't worry, he won't bite."

At this time, it was already half a month after Xiang Yang had transformed into a silkworm. At that time, his skill had increased dramatically. In order to improve his three treasures of spirit, energy, and spirit, he deliberately abolished the magical skill of wedding dress and cut off [-]% of his cultivation, but even so, His cultivation base is also as mighty as ten thousand hectares of blue waves, and he has few opponents in the day after tomorrow.

And because of the magical method of golden silk rain, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth every day to increase his power, and because of the magical power of wedding dress itself breaking and then standing, the speed of cultivation has greatly increased, and in just half a month, he has regained his power of success.

During this process, Xiang Yang did appreciate the mystery of the wedding dress magic skill. True Qi, physical body, and spirit all have different degrees of strengthening. Note that it is not growth, but strengthening.

It can be said that at this time, his combat power with only [-]% success power is much higher than that of him who has not cultivated into the Heavenly Silkworm Transformation. After practicing in the later stage, he can cultivate to the acquired perfection again, I am afraid that he really has acquired invincible power.

"Okay, I'll prepare it for you little one, please sit here."

Hearing Xiang Yang's words, the waiter was much relieved, walked to an empty table and wiped the table with a white towel in his hand, and then went to the back kitchen.

In the northwest corner of the inn, there is also a wooden cabinet, standing a big man with a big waist, licking his fingers and flipping through the ledgers spread out on the cabinet, and there is an abacus in the other hand, fiddling with it, it should be from this company The owner of the inn.

Xiang Yang closed his eyes and rested his mind, sensing that the diners at the inn were looking at his blond hair intentionally or unintentionally, he was quite helpless, so he could only pretend not to know.

Not only the hair, but also his eyebrows, armpit hair, and leg hair, etc., are all golden.

As Xiang Yang ignored it, others also withdrew their curiosity and began to eat, drink and talk, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Xiang Yang had excellent ears, and secretly listened to what these people were talking about, most of which were trivial, but there were also a few major ones.

One is that the gods of Qingjiang Prefecture pulled a black-haired zombie out of Dasheng County. I heard that it had been sent to the county. Needless to say.

For this big zombie, three famous arresters in red gathered in Yanxi County, among them was Guo Taishan who Xiang Yang was very familiar with, and two Xu Jing and Yin Chongrong who were less famous.

Second, it has something to do with the Baiyu Temple outside the Qingjiang Mansion. Liao Fan, a senior monk of the Baiyu Temple, was killed in the monk's room, but there was no clue to the murderer, and the case was unbelievable.

Liao Fan is the younger brother of the abbot of the current Baiyu Temple. He is the first in the first academy. He is proficient in one of the highest stunts of the Baiyu Temple, the Dafan Mingwang Sutra, second only to the golden body of Arhat. He has cultivated for decades and is extremely pure. Infuriating and complete, externally recruiting the strongest.

Killing these masters in such a silent way in his own resting monk's room did not disturb the other masters in the temple. It really caused quite a disturbance. Investigate the murderer.

It was rumored that Yin Chongrong, the famous arrester in red, was also extremely angry and came to Baiyu Temple himself.

The three big red dresses gathered in one county, yet someone dared to commit a crime against the wind, and even caused such a big disturbance, this is blatant contempt, if this murderer is not found out, how will others treat them?

Hearing this, Xiang Yang's first reaction was that this man was a little too courageous. A bear's heart and a leopard's courage are not enough to describe it. There are also rumors in Baiyu Temple that there are innate masters sitting in command. With his current martial arts, he dare not do so rampant.

The second reaction is the hand of a congenitally strong person, if not, then this person is likely to be an acquaintance of Liao Fan, and his martial arts must not be inferior to Fan, so he has the opportunity to make a surprise attack.

With his martial arts skills at his peak, he could kill this man with one move, but it was a bit difficult without making a sound, or even disturbing Baiyu Temple, who was full of masters.

That's all for others, he can use spiritual martial arts to interfere with each other, and being a silent and invisible killer assassin is more than enough.

But this is where Fan is an eminent Buddhist monk and a fellow practitioner of Zen and martial arts. Even if he has not actively improved, he has practiced passively for so many years, and his spiritual strength is extremely powerful.

There is no guarantee that he will be able to beat the other party with his spiritual cultivation of the Buddhist scriptures of the Buddhist scriptures. The extra decades are not in vain, not to mention that the Buddhist monks always get deeper and deeper as they get older.

The first two incidents were quite disturbing, but they had nothing to do with Xiang Yang. He had already studied all kinds of things on Hei Mao Da Zang's body.

As for Fan's death, Yin Chongrong, the famous arrester in red, and Liu Ruohai, the head arrester in gold, went out in person, so it must have nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to worry about it.

The third thing was a bit beyond his expectation. Recently, a young master Meng Feiyang appeared in Yanxi County. With outstanding martial arts, he rose like a comet. master.

This is nothing, what really surprised Xiang Yang is that the other party has become the gold medal catcher of Yanxi County, and he is very popular and in the limelight.

Meng Feiyang is the holy son of Zoroastrianism, a hunted mouse turned into a cat. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?
"Forget it, I'm running out of time. I'll go to Qian County first, and then I'll see what kind of tricks Meng Feiyang is playing when I come back."

Xiang Yang was thinking in his heart, the door of the inn was pushed open again, and a large group of people came in, about a dozen people, and instantly crowded the lobby on the first floor of the inn.

(End of this chapter)