After Huangque stopped, Xie Shi put down the tea cup, as if he was completely relieved, and laughed loudly: "Is this the way of hospitality in Da Li?"
Cao Xi was resentful, a little embarrassed. Awkward.
He wanted to kill Xie Shi, and then implicate a certain Taoist bigwig behind Xie Shi. Then there would be a mess, including the Yingyin Chen family of Posuzhou and the saint Ruan Qiong of this place. , as well as the two ancestral military families of Aquarius Island in Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, the unknown white jade tower in Dali, Cui Cheng, the profound imperial master of Dali, etc., etc., Cao Xi can complete the mellow and Confucian Chen family They made an agreement to successfully control their own natal porcelain, marry and become in-laws at the same time, and then find an opportunity to escape and watch the fire from the other side comfortably. There will be a tall man to hold up the sky when it falls. Once and for all, at worst, they will hide in Zhenhai Tower from now on. side.
But Cao Xi didn't want to be a bird in the forest, so he first confronted Xie Shi head-on.
After sensing the appearance of the oriole, the well-informed Xu Ruo originally gave up the idea of drawing the sword. After hearing Xie Shi's words, he felt unhappy and took hold of the sword again. Holding the hilt of his sword, the Mohist hero walking in Taoye Lane slowly walked towards the Xie family's old house and said as he walked: "How is Dali treating guests? I don't need to say anything. If I am really determined to treat you, Unfortunately, the girl Zhigui will not appear in the town at all. Xiaozhi is moved by emotion and Dali is not doing a bad job. But you thanked Shishi on the table of the inn, your tone was not small, and you didn't put Dali at all. In the eyes. Why, now that I have the support of your ancestor, I will continue to show my prestige? Okay, I, Xu Ruo, will fight a life-and-death battle with you today only as Xu Ruo."
Xu Ruo walked to the door of Xie's house and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I, a descendant of the Mo family, promise a thousand pieces of gold. I, Xu Ruoruo, what happened today will only end between life and death between you and me. In the future, whether it is Da Li or a master of the Mo family, No matter what, I won’t cause any trouble to you Xie Shi.”
Cui Cheng, Cao Xi, Ruan Qiong, Xu Ruo, the unknown warrior. The town is dominated by dragons and tigers, and these five people respect each other, forming an invisible network that joins forces to suppress Xie Shi. Logically speaking, Xu Ruo is the last person to take action first. Who would have thought that in the end, it would be this Mohist ranger who was easy to talk to everyone who wanted to be the first to use the sword, capture and kill each other, and learn the teachings of a Taoist heavenly king on his own? Great ability.
Xie Shi frowned, looked towards the door of the mansion, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Ruo, do you really want to take action?"
Xu Ruo patted the hilt of his sword, Sa Ran smiled and said: "It has been a long time since I have never handed out a sword completely. I have tempered two or three swords for this, which is pretty good. I believe I will never let Xie Tianjun down."
Xie Shi is unprecedented. Some people are riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. If it was a personal grudge, he would really have to let go of his hands and feet in Ju Luzhou, but this time going south across the continent, it was not that simple. Being able to make him do these undesirable things speaks volumes. As a Taoist master of Yizhou, how could he swallow his anger and return home just because he was threatened with his life porcelain?
Cao Xi was a little gloating about his misfortune.
Xu Ruo is famous for being a soft-spoken person.Ru Ruo belongs to the best-tempered group of rangers in the world. Xu Ruo's ability, depth of cultivation, and level of backing have always been a mystery because he rarely takes action. However, everyone on the mountain and down the mountain believe in one thing. Being able to survive After a long period of time, a practitioner has gained such a great reputation. The more good-tempered a practitioner is, the more amazing he will be when he has a bad temper.
At this moment, an old voice like a bell rang through the Xie family's old house, "Xu Ruo, don't fight with me, Xie Zhen, just leave it to me to practice, it's just right Congratulations on my return to the tenth realm of martial arts. If your opponent is not strong enough, you will not have a good time fighting! If Xie Shi feels that I am bullying others with strength, it doesn’t matter. I will have a hearty fight with the person behind your scenes! Xu Ruo's general principles, personal grudges, and self-esteem of life and death!"
The pink oriole that has been standing on Xie Shi's shoulder cries softly and sweetly.
On the way to Longquan County, he also said that he would personally help your Great Li Dynasty to kidnap..."
Xie Shi said this exactly according to the original words, with a slightly stiff look on his face, thinking about keeping it secret for the venerable, He quickly changed his words and said: "We have invited He Xiaoliang, the 'Jade Girl' of the Taoist Tract of Aquarius Continent, to show our sincerity by preventing you, Da Li, from having any conflicts with the Shen Gaozong in the future. Therefore, the only place where your Da Li Song clan really needs to pay attention is A place in Zhenwu Mountain."
Cao Xi thought about it and felt that something was wrong. But there was nothing wrong with Xie Shi's words.
Xie Shi looked towards the door of the mansion, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "If you want to fight, I, Xie Shi, will definitely accompany you when this matter is over!"
Then he shifted his direction, Facing the mountains in the southwest, it is where the Luoluo Shanzhu Tower is located. "If you want to fight with my master, you must fight with me, Xie Shi, first. I hope you understand. If you feel that I, Xie Shi, look down on you..."
Xie Shi put away his fists, clasped his hands behind his back, and sneered: "Then just think that I, Xie Shi, look down on you!"
Xu Ruo dropped the next sentence, "This matter is here. I'll definitely accompany you."
On the other side of Luopo Mountain, the old man turned to look at Cui Han and said, "What, when should I take action?"
Cui Han looked as usual, rubbing his thumb and index finger gently, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and said slowly: "No rush. Originally we were just talking about business, but he asked for a price that was too high, so I wanted to borrow your ninth level of martial arts. , just to help His Majesty the Emperor repay the money on the spot. Now that the big boss behind the scenes has spoken out and made a big step back, there is no need for Dali to break up with Xie Shi. Hehe, Xie Shi will have to sit on the hilltop north of Guanhu Academy in the future. , I can’t hurt this Lord Tianjun. After I come out of the mountain, I have to persuade Xu Ruo not to be emotional for the time being. It’s a bit of a headache. People like Xu Ruo are stubborn without desire. What he believes in is, well, a headache.”
< p>The old man standing barefoot in the corridor looked at Cui Han's side face and sighed, "剉瀺, don't youIt should become like this. "Cui Chan pointed to the distance and said with a sneer: "I am Cui Chan. Your grandson Cui Wei is in the Sui Dynasty. Not only does he look like a boy, he also has a childish boyish mind. It should be as you like. . "
Cui Chan was in a bad mood and suddenly said sternly: "Come out! ”
This angry shouting scared the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt to tremble. The boy in green was even more frightened to the point where his two limbs trembled. Why, you can’t secretly curse a few words in your stomach? Can you hear this? When did the Confucian saint become so powerful?
Fortunately, a slender man in his thirties walked out of the quiet path outside the bamboo building. Aged 18, he was handsome, wearing a black shirt, and exuding a tough temperament like ice. He seemed to be a difficult person to get along with. He walked firmly outside the bamboo building, lowered his head towards the second floor and clasped his fists, saying: " The Cui family's last banquet was dedicated to Sun Shujian, to pay homage to Dali's Imperial Master, and to pay homage to their ancestors! "
Cui Han's eyes were displeased, "The mendicant stopped you once, which is equivalent to saving your life. How dare you go into the mountain and come here? ! ”
At that time, Cui Chan quietly left the inn to see the old man. In fact, he had already noticed the man hiding in the dark. At that time, Cui Chan had murderous intentions, but the monk took action first and blocked Cui Chan. With the Cui family worshiper, Cui Zhan didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't kill anyone.
Sun Shujian's face was solemn and he kept his fist posture, but raised his head and looked at Da Li Imperial Master, "The ancestor of the Cui family. There is a special person in the house who is responsible for keeping an eye on the ancestor. Every ten years, a new person will keep an eye on him to prevent anyone from harming the ancestor secretly. These ten years are the next. The ancestor left the south without permission this time, and it was my subordinates who helped deliver false information, falsely claiming that the ancestor was still stranded in the south. "
Cui Chan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "So you are here to ask for a reward from me? "
Although the man shook his head, he did not conceal his hot eyes and said loudly: "Don't dare! I, Sun Shujian, only hope to learn boxing from my ancestor! Even if your talent is limited and you can only learn a little bit, you will die without regrets! "
The barefoot old man smiled and said: "During these hundreds of years of poverty, when I occasionally wake up, I remember many guys like you. Most of them have higher cultivation than you, but all of them are Embroidered pillow, when it comes to talent and combat power, it is really not as good as you, a six-level martial artist with a wild background. There is no need to belittle yourself. It is impossible for you to choose to be relegated to me voluntarily and burn a cold stove that has been cold for a hundred years. It is also your Sun Shujian's. Selfish planning, right?
Sun Shujian was quite a villain, and he nodded and said: "It is true that I am lucky, hoping to use the favor of my ancestor to reach the sky in one step!" ”
“Oh? You are very ambitious. This Great Li State Master next to me might like you. "
The old man pointed at Cui Han beside him, then at himself, and finally at the pure martial artist downstairs, "You ungrateful thing, since you still know that I am the ancestor of the Cui family, why not You're such a coward for daring to act like this. Aren't you afraid that when I'm awake, I'll punch you into the mud? ”
Sun ShujianHis eyes were firm, "I only know that if I don't give it a try, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life!"
Cui Chan narrowed his eyes and looked at this young junior carefully for the first time.
Somewhat interesting.
The old man caught Cui Han's expression from the corner of his eye, smiled, jumped down to the second floor lightly, and stood calmly. Behind the old man was the first floor of the bamboo building with the door closed. There was a big room inside. There was still a miserable young man lying in the medicine bucket. The old man stared at the family member whose muscles were tight, and said, "You want to learn boxing from me, but you can't do it without some real skills. Do you dare to take a punch from me? I'll take it and don't say anything." The ninth realm and the eighth realm are in your pocket, Sun Shujian. If you can't catch it, there will be no second punch."
The great opportunity is right in front of you, but Sun Shujian still hasn't lost his mind. He asked directly: "May I ask, ancestor, at what level of cultivation do you need to punch?"
Cui Han on the second floor smiled, he was indeed qualified to be his chess piece.
The old man on the first floor laughed wantonly and was extremely happy, "You are from the Sixth Realm. I don't bully others. I only give you a punch from the Fiveth Realm. How about it?"
The man kicked me. Step forward, step back, and put on your own boxing stance. A flow of fist intention is like spring water in a stream, flowing through the whole body, completely natural.
Obviously, in terms of martial arts, the self-taught Sun Shujian not only has great perseverance, but also has a very good understanding. With his status as a wild cultivator, it is very likely that in order to reach this height, he has done six A top-level martial artist, a martial arts master who is rampant in the country, and has put in a lot of hard work that is unknown to outsiders.
Sun Shujian held his breath and concentrated, and vaguely showed a bit of everyone's demeanor, "Ancestor, please punch!"
Cui Chan suddenly sighed for no reason.
The barefoot old man stepped forward and punched him.
A simple punch hit Sun Shujian on the forehead.
Sun Shujian, who had no time to stop the old man, flew backwards for ten feet in an instant and lay in a pool of blood, with his limbs twitching and blood pouring out from his seven orifices. When he was about to die, this young warrior with a heart as high as the sky could not stop him. , staring at the sky with wide eyes, his eyes full of confusion, unwillingness and anger.
The girl in the pink skirt covered her eyes, afraid to look at this scene.
The boy in Tsing Yi swallowed his saliva and looked, didn’t he just hit someone to death with one punch?
Cui Han on the second floor asked aloud: "Why do you do this?"
The old man turned around and jumped back to the eaves of the second floor, "This kind of person is not worthy of learning my boxing skills."< /p>
Now that the person is dead, although it is a bit regretful, a pure martial artist who is expected to advance to the eighth realm or even a hundred feet is an important chess piece that cannot be underestimated, but Cui Chang quickly gave up on this Emotionally, everyone is dead, and it is useless to think about it. Fortunately, it is someone else's territory, and there is no need for him to collect the corpse.
Cui Chan asked curiously: "Why did you kill him?"
The old man sat back on the bench, "It's not for you, it's for the guy downstairs."
There is no way for blessings and misfortunes, but people call for it.
Cui Han looked down.
OneOutside the building, a young man with an ugly face stood looking up at them.
But the boy never spoke.
The atmosphere is extremely cold.
After a while, the old man did not get up, and the young man did not leave.
Cui Han felt a little bored.
Even if the man downstairs is another one of my husbands.
But Cui Chan is really not interested in these things. If it weren't for someone, he might still be able to return to the human world. Since his soul is half and his body is separated, the clay bottle will not be of any benefit to him. Chen Ping'an, Cui Zhang doesn't mind giving this young man a ride. Not to mention it is an eyesore, and many changes may occur. This makes Cui Zhang, who is used to controlling the overall situation, dislike it. As for the path of "Young Cui Zhang", whether Will be frustrated because of this, and all living beings will have no hope of returning to the top. What does it matter to his national master Cui Chan?
We are two people after all.
The old man sat on the bamboo chair and sneered: "Why, you hate me for killing innocent people indiscriminately, and you want to ask for justice from me for that guy who refuses to die in peace?"
Chen Pingan walked to the body, squatted down, and found that it was dead.
Chen Pingan said softly: "I don't know why you came, and I don't know why he killed you, so what I can do is help you bury it. If I know your hometown in the future, I will try my best to Let your bones fall to their roots."
I said it not only to the dead, but also to the two people on the second floor, and more like to myself.
The old man suddenly shouted loudly, with a look of extreme anger on his face, ferocious and terrifying, and said with a rainbow of momentum: "There are thousands of good people in the world, but there are only a handful of pure warriors like me in the world. Count! There are so many monks in the world. How do you think those who reach the top are good and bad? Chen Ping'an, are you learning to practice boxing or to be a human being?"
He stood up, waved the boy in green to help with the funeral arrangements, looked towards the second floor, and said, "Just learn boxing!"
The old man stood up and laughed heartily, "Okay, okay! When will you practice boxing?"
Chen Pingan walked silently to the bamboo building and climbed the stairs.
The old man turned around and walked into the house, "Just call me if you need anything."
"Don't worry."
Cui Chan turned around and walked towards the stairs, saying firmly: " No!"
The old man paused slightly, then strode across the threshold, and the door slammed shut.
Cui Chan stopped at the entrance of the stairs. Chen Pingan walked halfway and stopped when he saw that he had no intention of getting out of the way.
The old man in Confucian shirt looked down at the young man and said with a smile: "In the past, in the Lizhu Cave that has not yet fallen and broken, you, Chen Ping'an, were the most pitiful. Your energy was weak and almost nonexistent. So I can only pass by all opportunities and become someone else's bait.
Now that there are no these mysterious restrictions, there is even a sense of being able to survive, then such a big pie falls from the sky. Catch it well, catch it firmly, my hands areIt will be smashed, the legs will be crushed, and even if your teeth are broken in your mouth, you still have to fight for it with your last breath and hold on to it! "
Cui Chan walked down and said: "These words are said to you on behalf of that old guy. He never likes to talk well, and everything he does and says is justified. Virtue is actually quite annoying. If it were me, I wouldn't come to see you at all this time. Your life or death is actually not important now. You have to thank Qi Jingchun, my junior brother, for this. Of course, if you, Chen Pingan, fail to live up to your expectations, Qi Jingchun will die unjustly. "
At this point, Cui Han smiled with a complicated smile, "I have to admit that my vision is better than that of Old Man Yang, but worse than that of Qi Jingchun. ”
In the end, the two of them passed by each other, and each side turned slightly to make way.
At that time, Cui Han stopped slightly and whispered: "You know you are the most important person in your life." The most dangerous moment, which time was it? "
The young man slowed down almost at the same time.
Cui Chan whispered: "It's the bunch of candied haws that a certain 'good Samaritan' wants to give you. If you had taken it at that time, everything would have been in vain. ”
Chen Pingan was so shocked that he couldn’t be more shocked.
Many past events are still vivid in his mind.
Cui Chan, the national teacher, continued to walk down. The moment he stepped out of the last step of the stairs, his figure disappeared in a flash.
This day's boxing training not only strengthened the body but also strengthened the soul. Compared with yesterday's suffering, it was even more intense.
No matter how hard Chen Pingan gritted his teeth to hold on, he still fainted several times, but was beaten to consciousness by the old man. Repeatedly, life was really worse than death.
The boy in Tsing Yi carried Chen Pingan. When I left the house, I almost thought it was the second corpse collection today, and I was shocked. At that time, Chen Ping'an's breath was as fine as a gossamer, and his breathing was weaker than that of a dying old man.
So much so that Wei Bo had to go to the second floor and knock on the door to remind the old man that going too far was too much.
The old man answered angrily, "I don't know anyone in the world who can teach me boxing." How many people are qualified to point fingers? ”
Wei Bo went downstairs angrily. He was really worried, so he had to watch Chen Pingan’s breathing in the medicine bucket to prevent any accidents.
In the night, Chen Pingan was listless. She put on her clothes and walked out of the door.
The boy in green was practicing on the cliff, and the girl in pink skirt brought a small bamboo chair.
Chen Pingan sat on the bamboo chair and touched her head. He smiled and said, “I’m fine. "
The girl in the pink skirt forced out a smile and imitated the kid in green to flatter her, "Of course, my master is the best. ”
Chen Pingan made a face at her.
Finally the little girl was amused.
After that, Chen Pingan sat quietly on the chair with his hands He placed it casually on his lap, sitting in a lazy posture, not intentionally.
But now, Chen Ping'an finally has a temperament.The indescribable sharpness, even if he doesn't speak, whether he is sitting, lying down or standing, the true meaning of boxing flowing out of his body like a rapid flood can make boxing experts feel dazzling and dazzling!
The girl in pink skirt will feel strange, especially the boy in green, so he will work hard to practice every day.
The most valuable thing about this boxing training is that the old man's training of Chen Ping'an, no matter how ferocious and cruel, has not changed the young man's original character in the slightest. No matter whether you are in the mountains or down, one rule applies. Regarding teaching, imparting knowledge and solving doubts, above the famous teachers is the master, and the old man is undoubtedly the first-class martial arts master. A master may not be a top master. For example, the ancestor of the Li family felt that Zhu He, who was no more than a martial artist in the fifth realm, was a well-deserved master. But this old man who locked himself in the bamboo tower every day, if he was not a martial arts master, he would be a master. Strange things.
"There is great scenery above the Nine Realms." Who can say this? For example, Zhu He even firmly believed that the mountain top of the Nine Realms was the end of martial arts and the end of the road.
The girl in pink skirt secretly asked: "Master, are you not happy today?"
Chen Pingan asked: "You mean the old man committed a murder?"
The girl in pink skirt timidly turned her head and glanced at the second floor, fearing that she would cause trouble for the master.
Chen Pingan did not give a clear answer, but said softly: "The last time I traveled far away, I once met a married woman ghost in a place. She liked a scholar and liked her very much. Very...I don't know how to put it, but she killed many innocent passing scholars for this. I think she was wrong, and it was not an ordinary small mistake, not the kind that can be made up for. But what can I do? , Aquarius, Li Huai, and the others were all around me at the time, and I couldn’t do things according to my temper. And I was wondering if I was being too naive, and I wasn’t sure.”
Pink Skirt. The girl asked curiously: "Master, what do you think now?"
Chen Pingan clenched his fists with both hands and rested them on his knees. His eyes were clear and he smiled and said: "That's wrong. Next time we meet, I will I guess there’s still no way to make sense, but it doesn’t matter, next time! Next time, there will always be a chance!”
The girl in the pink skirt smiled.
This kind of gentleman is different from the boring old gentleman before, but better.
Chen Pingan told himself silently in his heart.
Live first.
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As the night fell, there was a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown, pushing a wheelbarrow and using the bluffing flags found in fortune-telling stalls. Walking on the official road leading to Huaihuang County, the wheels were grinding on the road, making a squeaking sound.
It was the young Taoist named Lu who had been a bad fortune teller in a small town for several years.
A yellow bird broke through the night out of thin air, emerged from the ripples, stopped suddenly, stood on the young Taoist's shoulder, and caressed the Taoist's cheek affectionately with its beak.
The young Taoist smiled brightly, freed up one hand and pattedHuang Que's little head said, "I know, I know. I worked hard for you before. I asked you to peck coins one by one to help check the fortune of literature. There is nothing you can do. Qi Jingchun is so good at chess, you see. , Didn’t the two of us figure out Qi Jingchun’s backhand in the end? Well, I’m still convinced that this is the loser. Who let the teacher be partial? It’s obvious that I am the worst disciple at chess and fortune-telling, and the worst at fighting. In the end, I had to do all the unpleasant drudgery. Isn’t this embarrassing?”
The young Taoist is like a talkative market woman, complaining about this and that, without any trace of immortality. tolerance.
The oriole suddenly pecked the young Taoist's earlobe.
The young Taoist seemed to understand Huang Que's thoughts and laughed loudly, "How come the immortal is not a human being?"
The young Taoist's eyes lit up, he chuckled, and imitated the monk. Standing one palm upright on the chest, if it is light, it is nondescript and funny, but if it is serious, it is disobedient to the orthodoxy.
The young Taoist was not serious and muttered softly: "Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, bless me, let Xiaodao return to the town this time, and be harmonious to make money. He must be harmonious to make money. Well, I begged you last time, and it still worked. Well, didn’t you fight with Qi Jingchun in the end? So you will take care of Xiaodao this time? We will become friends in the future!”
The young Taoist looked up.
The small town at night appeared in his eyes every detail.
Whether it was after Li Zhudong fell from the sky and lost the protection of the formation, or before it was shattered and the spell restrictions were intact, to the young Taoist, it was actually exactly the same and there was no difference.
The young Taoist stretched out a finger and tapped the simple Taoist crown, as if he was thinking about a troublesome question.
A young Taoist named Lu Chen.
This is where Qi Jingchun must die regardless of whether he leaves Lizhu Cave Sky or not.
It was just that Qi Jingchun unexpectedly chose to take a big step back, and the young Taoist followed suit by taking a small step back.