Changle thought for a while and said, "I'll help you save your father, and the second favor will be true."

"That favor is in this pot of wine." Ren Yingying said with a wrinkled nose. "Have you heard of Sanfeng, the real person in the previous dynasty."

"Of course I have heard of it, the founder of the Wudang Sect." Changle nodded and drank Ren Yingying with the wine he had filled with.

"Sanfeng Zhenren's martial arts are connected with a Tai Chi Sutra. Eighty years ago, the tenth elder of the Sun and Moon God Sect took a sword and a fist sutra from Wudang Mountain." Ren Yingying gave him a look and asked him to drink soon.

Changle had no choice but to pour a cup and drink it. She continued, "That boxing scripture is now in my hands. If you are willing to rescue my father, I will give you the boxing scripture."

"Yes!" Changle agreed without hesitation.

"Why are you so happy?" Ren Yingying said unaccustomedly, "You know who my father is."

"I'll do the former director of the Demon Cult." Changle said angrily.

"Then you dare to agree." Ren Yingying looked at his eyes like stars, wanting to see what she wanted to see from it.

"What do you think you will do the first thing you do when Lingzun's character comes out?" Changle asked looking at her.

"Of course I'm asking for trouble for Dongfang Bubai!" Ren Yingying said without hesitation.

"So, isn't this a contribution to the martial arts world?" Changle picked up the bottle and drank the wine in one breath.

After he said that, Ren Yingying gave him a coquettish look, and then started to laugh.

"It's getting late, I'm going back." Changle looked at the sky and said.

"Let's go together." Ren Yingying also stood up and said.

The two of them were walking on the streets of Luoyang, and it suddenly started to rain in the sky.

Changle tried to use his internal strength to cover the two of them, and Xiaoyu could not soak them.

Ren Yingying looked at him in surprise. She only realized after the last time that the sound of the sound was formed. This time she came again, which made her amazed at the mystery of Changle's internal skills.

"I'm here." Ren Yingying pointed to the Green Bamboo Alley not far away.

"When you act, send someone to tell me." Changle said to her seriously.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name sounded, and a tall monk stood not far away and looked at the two of them. "Saint Aunt of the Demon Sect, I finally found you."

"You go quickly, there is nothing you have to do here." Ren Yingying said quickly because of her identity that she would cause Changle's reputation to be affected.

"The more you say this, the harder it will be for me to leave." Changle smiled helplessly.

"I have no other intentions for the donor. I just ask the donor to live in Shaolin for 20 years for peace in the world." Fang Sheng looked at the dense drizzle, and the two men seemed to have a barrier around them, protecting their clothes.

"Master, will you fight here tomorrow? How dare you?" Ren Yingying looked at Fang Sheng and said.

"Master, Zhao Changle, a disciple of Xiahua Mountain." Changle said in a voice. Ren Yingying did this in a very important way but did not want to implicate himself, but the more he did, the more he could not sit idly by.

"It turns out that it is Huashan Youlong. I often hear the reputation of the donor in the world. How dare I ask Senior Feng Qingyang?" Fang Sheng was not too surprised to see Changle. There were rumors about his and Ren Yingying's story.

"Uncle Taishi is in good health, is the master and Uncle Taishi know each other?" Changle asked curiously.

"I have been kind to Senior Feng before. I won't bother you today. I will fight Ren Donor tomorrow!" Fang Sheng thought for a while and said.

"Master, why do you want to take the girl to Shaolin?" Changle asked in confusion.

"The three religions and all the people in the world respectfully call Miss Ren Saint. If she is brought back to Shaolin, the guys under her will always be more at ease." Fang Sheng said. Changle didn't know whether he was telling the truth or lies.

"Master, what should you do if Miss Ren goes to Shaolin and those people under her will be uncontrollable? If those people try their best to go to Shaolin to save her, what should you do?" Changle asked at him.

Judging from this Fang Sheng's appearance, he is really not the same as his senior brother Fang Zheng. Master Fang Zheng is an old Yin coins.

And this Master Fang Sheng seemed a little straightforward and cute.

"This...Amitabha, I can't argue with the donor." Fang Sheng looked at Changle and said.

"It's not interesting that our people in the world are trying to show off their verbal benefits. Come on! Let's fight. If I win, the master will put aside this idea." Changle said to him.

"Amitabha, you will offend me." Fang Sheng shouted the Buddha's name.

Changle untied the long sword around his waist and inserted it on the ground.

The rain has stopped

Seeing that Changle did not use a sword, Fang Sheng also used boxing to attack him.

Vajra Demon Subduing Fist

One punch can be used to subdue the demons, and Changle also used boxing techniques to attack him.

However, what he used was the set of Taizu long fist he mastered first.

"What a heavy boxing intention." Fang Sheng was immersed in boxing all his life. When he saw Changle punching, he was immediately surprised.

What kind of talent is this? You can understand the meaning of the boxing with a set of Taizu Long Fist.

Every time the two of them collide with each other, the air around them always bursts.

"Good boxing skills! Young man, look at my Vajra Prajna Palm!" Fang Sheng was also a martial arts nerd, and saw that the two of them had no match for boxing skills.

Especially Changle's last few punches had already escaped from the shackles of Taizu Changquan, which was his own boxing technique. If Changle hadn't kept his hand, he might have been defeated.

The Vajra Prajna Palm is extremely strong but not strong enough. However, Fang Sheng has already touched the edge of both hardness and softness.

With the power of a palm, Ren Yingying was very worried about Changle when she was watching from the side.

"Kanglong regrets!"

Changle came out his palm and went up to his Vajra Prajna palm.

Fang Sheng was shocked. This palm was stronger than his own. When the two palms intersected, Ren Yingying was almost overturned by the waves of air, and the two of them took a step back.

"Why did the young hero just hold back?" Fang Sheng asked curiously. If Changle hadn't kept his hand just now, his arm would have been broken.

"Why do you want to hurt the master?" Changle asked with a smile.

"Amitabha, Huashan Youlong is indeed well-known, I lost. But the young hero has never been in harmony since ancient times, so I hope the young hero will respect himself." Fang Sheng was afraid that Changle and the Demon Sect would be too involved and go astray.

Ren Yingying's face looked very ugly when she heard this.

"I dare to ask the master what is right? What is evil?" Changle asked back.

"When I killed Tian Boguang some time ago, he told me that he was willing to put down his butcher's knife and escape into the monk. In his opinion, it seemed that he could cleanse his sins by entering the monk, but Changle still killed him." Changle looked up at the moon, "It seems that there are probably many such righteous people in Shaolin. So Changle thinks that the theory of righteousness and evil is not in his mouth but in his heart."

Fang Sheng sighed, recited the Buddha's name and turned around and left.

"You offended that great monk, aren't you afraid of going to your master to complain?" Ren Yingying asked with some concern.
Chapter completed!