Chapter 39 'Convenience' And Inconvenience (Please Collect! Please Recommend!)

"Whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life."

Wang Sheng kicked off the weeds on his body, and stood up gracefully.

This movement of his frightened everyone in the temple. In the middle of the night, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. This figure was still in a mess and even his clothes were replaced by green leaves.

Nie Xiaoqian was secretly surprised, "This bald donkey can wake up so quickly after being ecstasy powder!"

And the people in the main god space looked at him with murderous intent. This person is definitely not simple. They didn't feel the slightest sense before. Taking out a machete, Li Roll took out a dagger from his pocket, and Lei Lie instantly grabbed the hilt of the big sword behind him, only Liu Yiyi was slightly taken aback when he saw Wang Sheng.

"Hey, after a short sleep, there are so many guests." Wang Sheng looked at the crowd pretending to be surprised, and didn't care about the tense atmosphere of the few people. He looked at Nie Xiaoqian and put his hands together, "Miss Nie is well, why don't you?" Let me introduce how these guests are doing, oh, by the way, how is your brother, Mr. Nie, now." Wang Sheng asked with concern.

Nie Xiaoqian turned her eyes slightly, then smiled as usual, and saluted, "Master finally woke up, I don't know if the injury has recovered completely."

Wang Sheng nodded with a smile, "Thanks to the blessing of Benefactor Nie, everything is healed."

Lei Li and the others gradually realized that it turned out that he was injured there before, and he was still a monk. Miss Nie was still wary of herself and others, so she didn't tell the whole story, but this person was dressed too strangely.

"Little monk Huiming has met all the benefactors." Wang Sheng clasped his hands together.

Lei Li laughed, "It turned out to be Master Huiming. I didn't know that Master was here before. It's really presumptuous. Master might as well come over and talk about it."

Wang Sheng walked over with a smile, sat around the fire with them, and heard them introduce himself again. Wang Sheng pretended to have heard about them for the first time and met them one by one. When it was the turn of the woman Liu Yiyi, he was suspicious. After looking at it a few times, he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that this slender woman with a veil on her face looked familiar, especially those eyes, which he seemed to have seen before.

Liu Yiyi's voice was indifferent, and he followed his usual speaking style. After introducing himself, he took out another weapon from his arms and began to wipe it. Wang Sheng looked weird, that weapon was clearly a pistol!

However, the whole body is made of silver, and it looks small and retro, more like the ancient pistol that appeared in the movie.

"Before I thought it would be very dangerous for Miss Nie to be alone in this barren mountain, but I didn't expect Master Huiming to accompany her." Lei Li said with a smile.

Wang Sheng shook his head, "Donor Lei can't underestimate Donor Nie. Donor Nie is really soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Donor Nie took care of the two of us when we were injured. The little monk is really guilty of covering those weeds." As he spoke, he nodded slightly to Nie Xiaoqian, as if expressing his gratitude.

Nie Xiaoqian snorted coldly when she heard it, she didn't know what the stinky monk was planning, but it was really annoying to talk like a gun with a stick.

Lei Li looked at Nie Xiaoqian with some admiration, "I really can't see that Miss Nie is a hero among women." Then he seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Wang Sheng, "By the way, I haven't asked where Master Huiming became a monk. .”

Started to inquire about information again, Wang Sheng knew it, put his palms together and said with a smile: "The little monk worshiped Shaolin, and this time I was able to meet the two benefactors Nie and all benefactors because of my travels this time."

Shaolin! The eyes of Lei Lie and the others lit up, especially the short man Wang Lie's face twitched and he looked at Wang Sheng firmly. Suddenly he asked, "May I ask Master Huiming if he ever practiced the Yi Jin Jing?" His voice was deep and hoarse.

Wang Sheng was puzzled by his implying fiery eyes. He did not practice the Yi Jin Jing, but he did practice the Sutra of Washing Marrow. Searching, and thus discovering the Yi Jin Jing.

After learning about it, he knew that Yi Jin Jing is a weakened version of Yi Jin Jing, which also removes impurities from the body and strengthens the body. It is passed down to the disciples of the inner sect, but the Sutra of Washing the Marrow can only be cultivated by the true transmission.

Could it be that this person wants to practice the Yi Jin Jing? After thinking about it, Wang Sheng still shook his head and said: "My little monk didn't enter the inner sect for some reason, and he never practiced the Yi Jin Jing."

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help blinking. This bald donkey is better at telling nonsense than she is. His body is so strong that he has been trained internally. What else does Shaolin have besides Yi Jin Jing? Could it be that he also practiced it, which has long been lost in legends? The marrow washing sutra?

If that's the case, the outcome of the previous battle between the two may have to be reversed.

This bald donkey must have something tricky in his heart, and he must not relax his guard just because he is a monk, Nie Xiaoqian was secretly vigilant.

Hearing Wang Sheng's denial, Hu Lie nodded in disappointment, then lowered his head and stopped talking, as if he was very disappointed.

Lei Lie and the others looked at him sympathetically. As teammates, they naturally knew that Hu Lie had wanted to practice Yi Jin Jing for a long time, but the Lord God really needed too much contribution to exchange it.

Lei Li cut into the public channel.

"Old Hu, don't you really intend to try bloodline awakening or technological transformation, do you really want to focus on the path of cultivation? You have to know that with your talent,"

"Boss, I don't need to say much, my determination will not change." Hu Lie interrupted Lei Li and said in a low voice.

Lei Li sighed softly.

They talk internally, and they are not idle outside.

"Since Master Huiming is a master disciple of Shaolin, he should have heard of the swordsman Yan Chixia." Li Roll asked expectantly.

Wang Sheng still shook his head, "I am ashamed, I have never heard of it."

Li Roller was also very disappointed, but Nie Xiaoqian, who had been listening quietly, noticed that something was wrong. The group in front of him seemed to be not innocent, and asked Yan Chixia twice. Could it be that Yan Chixia is a very famous swordsman.

And he also knew the name of the bookworm Ning Caichen, as if he was familiar with him.

Seeing his teammates inquiring about the things he cares about one by one, Lei Li couldn't help but said in the public channel: "Be quiet for me, the task is important, whether it is Yujianshu or Yijin Jing, let me let me go later."

As for the outside world, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly raised her head and looked at the crowd with a blushing face as if she wanted to say something, but she was too embarrassed to say it, but her legs were tightly clamped as if she was enduring something.

It was inevitable that Lei Lie and the others were a little distracted talking on the public channel. Only Wang Sheng kept observing Nie Xiaoqian because he was wary of her.

Seeing her slightly familiar appearance at this time, he felt strange, Nie Xiaoqian wanted to do something wrong, and then he saw Nie Xiaoqian looked at him inadvertently, then lowered her head with a blushing face, her legs were tight sandwiched.

Wang Sheng was stunned, what do you mean, he touched his head innocently, he knew what message Nie Xiaoqian seemed to want to convey to him, but he didn't understand at all.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Nie Xiaoqian secretly hated, why is this monk dumber than a nerd.

Just at this time, Li Roll saw Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be suffering, and asked with concern: "Miss Nie is not feeling well."

Nie Xiaoqian blushed and lowered her head, "Concubine, it's a little inconvenient for me." She said hesitantly.

Li Roller suddenly realized that Miss Nie might be in a hurry, so he smiled understandingly: "Then Miss Nie might as well go outside to get some fresh air."

Nie Xiaoqian raised her head in embarrassment, looking outside at night, she looked at Wang Sheng expectantly.

This time, no matter how stupid Wang Sheng was, he knew the situation. He clasped his hands eleven times and called Amitabha, "It's unavoidable that Benefactor Nie is a bit unsafe alone. It's better to be accompanied by a little monk."

Nie Xiaoqian nodded shyly.

Lei Lie and the others stood up to make way for the two of them in a considerate manner. They also understood Nie Xiaoqian's choice. Although Liu Yiyi was also a woman, not to mention her character, they had just met, and the one Nie Xiaoqian trusted most was probably This Shaolin monk.

Wang Sheng nodded to everyone, then stood up and walked out first, while Nie Xiaoqian quickly followed with her head down.

And just as they walked out of the temple gate, Liu Yiyi, who had been wiping his weapons with his head down beside the fire, suddenly stood up.