After being around for a long time, no one has the ability or magic weapon to stay in the bottom of the pack.
When the scholar surnamed Chu heard the title "Junior Year", his heart was shaken for no reason. He knew that something was wrong, maybe it was the young man's trump card, but he was unable to sense the crisis. Where did it start? The embarrassed scholar surnamed Chu suddenly changed his mind. He gritted his teeth and slipped out a bluish-white ball from his sleeve. It was so bright that it looked like something ordinary.
After the scholar surnamed Chu clenched his fingers, the ball melted like a candle in the fire, and the juice as thick as mercury quickly spread from his arm and quickly covered his whole body. The next moment, the slender man He actually put on an armor as white as snow, with the shining breast mirror in the center, in the style of a bright armor. In Taoist temples in the secular world, the statues of heavenly kings and spiritual officials often wear this armor, which means they are bright and upright.
If he had not realized that his life was in danger, the scholar surnamed Chu would not have used this priceless "A Pill" even if he recovered his true form. The most expensive are only more expensive, and they have always been priceless. They are usually forged by the Mohist Mechanics and the Taoist Fulu Sect. They are usually condensed into the shape of fist-sized pills. They do not take up space and are easy to carry. They can be poured into the battlefield as soon as they are on the battlefield. Qi, instantly protected by treasure armor, indestructible.
The scholar surnamed Chu was protected by Jiawan treasure armor. The surface of the armor exuded a layer of slightly rippling white halo, like the scene of a moonlit night with heavy snow on the ground. The scholar stood up, looking a little brighter than before. Calmly, he said with a wry smile: "Young man, you have done me a lot of harm. Originally, this bright armor was to prevent the uneven distribution of the spoils. When the time comes, it can be used to resist the joint offensive of Taoist Bailu and the Mountain God. Now, The trap was exposed early, so they will definitely be more careful. What should we do?"
Although the words were relaxed, the scholar did not take it lightly at all. At the moment, he was still puzzled. Why did the young man shout out? After the "first day of junior high school", there is no more content? Even if the sword was not unsheathed, left the wooden box, and flew from the opposite wing, there was no helper hidden in the dark to attack him.
The scholar surnamed Chu was puzzled.
The taciturn young man in front of me is definitely not a guy who likes to joke.
With two punches, he almost revealed his true form. I am afraid that the bearded swordsman who rushed to kill the big demon could not do it with his strength in the four realms.
Although the "first grade" did not appear.
But the scholar surnamed Chu can still conclude that if this junior high school student shows up, he must be a master who cannot be underestimated, or a powerful offensive magic weapon.
Chen Pingan was a little annoyed and slapped the sword gourd on his waist hard.
Now the "first grader" in the gourd has an inexplicable change in temperament. Before, he had a bad temper and would often make Chen Pingan endure hardships, but since he left Luo Luoshan, he has become a lazy person. , motionless all day long, even thinking about getting angry with Chen Pingan. After Chen Pingan re-photographed the sword gourd, he still remained motionless, hovering over the sword gourd.In the void inside the sword gourd.
On the contrary, the green and faint Feijian Fifteen was buzzing, and it was actively communicating with Chen Ping'an emotionally. It was probably to say that the first grade of junior high school was unwilling to go to war, so it could do it for Fifteen.
The two flying swords, after awakening, are like children who can't speak yet. They have intelligence, but they are not high. They still act more by instinct. Chen Ping'an's heart and mind, they They can perceive clearly, but the two parties often have poor communication, and Chen Pingan can only vaguely know their emotions, so communication is still not easy.
After seeing Chen Ping'an's action, the scholar surnamed Chu immediately looked at it and saw only the vermilion wine gourd. In fact, before that, in the early stage of their encounter in the heavy rain outside the ancient house, the scholar surnamed Chu had carefully looked at the young man with a sling and the young Taoist priest. At that time, he felt that they should not be an outsider. In both the government and the public in Caiyi Kingdom, the mountains are not high and the water is not deep. There is no place for a tiger or a dragon. Taoist Bailu and his like are already powerful masters and gods.
Not surprisingly, the scholar surnamed Chu is the dragon crossing the river that makes trouble, so it makes sense.
He left the mansion this time and went south from the Ancient Yu Kingdom to the Caiyi Kingdom. He tried his best to get the things in this house. Even if he was sure of winning, he still worked hard to win over Taoist Bailu and the prostitute. The three parties each took what they needed in order to worship the mountain god, and then befriended a member of the family named Liu and tricked him into traveling to the mountain. He told the two allies that he would not hesitate to take risks himself and first explore the truth. With the help of the scholar named Liu who had been imbibed since childhood, He is full of official aura and bookish aura to cover up the weak demonic aura in him. The real purpose is to explore the earth veins on which the formation is based, so that he can fish in troubled waters during the war. If he steals the magic weapon, he will not be able to fight with Taoist Bailu and the mountain god. After too much entanglement, he relied on the unexpected Jiawan to protect him, flew away, and returned to the ancient Yu country to continue practicing with concentration.
As for the appearance of the bearded swordsman, it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea. He spread rumors in nearby towns, adding fuel to the flames and rendering the ancient house even more evil. In fact, for a hundred years, the ancient house has been haunted by evil spirits. It is true that he has strong anger, but he is not cruel to the people and brutal. The purpose is to make the water in this pond more turbid, which will help him escape easily. Even if the bearded swordsman consumes some of the ancient house owner's skills, it is a good thing. If it can be sustained until Taoist Bailu and the mountain god come to fight, it will be even more is a good thing.
How did the old-fashioned and warm-hearted swordsman with a big beard know these inside stories? Following the rumors, he drank two large bowls of strong liquor in a recent town, and his blood was boiling. He just felt the heavy rain. Weird, he quickly set out to kill the demon.
Among them, the torch anointed by the mountain god himself, and the oil-paper umbrella used by Taoist Bailu to hide copper coins and ghosts, are both inconspicuous but very thoughtful objects.
One is to help the nominal owner of this place, the Mountain God of Yin Temple, to closely inspect the internal energy of the ancient house. The other is to help Taoist Bailu arrange the mechanism, find opportunities to show up, and destroy it from the inside out. The means used by ancient houses to resist foreign enemies, such as thoseThe dilapidated Qingci runes of Shen Gaozong still have a trace of Taoist authentic charm on the screen wall. These techniques have helped the dilapidated ancient house to withstand many insidious attacks.
None of the three parties in the alliance is a fuel-efficient lamp.
But this is normal. If it weren't for this, practicing in the mountains and wilds where the weak and the strong prey on the strong, I am afraid that I would have died long ago and become a stepping stone for other vicious monks.
Are there any Qi practitioners who are indifferent to the world? Of course there is. For example, in this ancient house, the male and female owner, the old woman, and the three masters and servants have lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. What will happen to them is the miserable situation that everyone covets now.
Not wanting to cause trouble, the scholar surnamed Chu chose to take a step back and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you and I actually have no grudges. Why do we need to meet each other in life and death? As long as Mr. Chen is willing to withdraw from the ancient house tonight, he will just pass by in the future. In the ancient Yu Kingdom, someone from Chu would definitely entertain the young master with fine wine. Even if the young master wanted to go to the palace of ancient Yu Kingdom to drink, for example, on a snowy night, someone from Chu would be able to sit high in the palace hall with Mr. Chen, carrying wine. On the roof, you can just drink and enjoy the snow without having to worry about the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom getting angry and chasing people away."
To be honest, although the scholar surnamed Chu was of shady origins, he was a cultivator. After being born, I don’t know what I have experienced. I have a good temperament and stand out from the crowd. I am even more wealthy and noble than the powerful noble Jun Yan. Three feet of ice did not freeze in a day. It must have had its own unique opportunity to be as graceful and graceful as it is today.
Chen Pingan finally spoke and asked: "I heard that the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom was surnamed Chu, and you are also surnamed Chu. Does it matter?"
The scholar surnamed Chu hesitated for a moment, as if In order to express his sincerity, he nodded and smiled and said: "There are some relationships, but there is no blood relationship. In short, they are dependent on each other and guard against each other at the same time. It is more complicated and difficult to describe in one sentence." , the word "狋" can be interpreted as the word "foot", two trees form a forest, and there are feet under the trees. Scholars surnamed Chu took this as their surname. It goes without saying that most of them are ancient trees.
It’s just that Chen Ping’an’s reading and literacy skills are still limited to the superficial skills of “rough writing and occasional understanding”, and are far from reaching the level of being able to accurately “decipher” characters. After all, they are far inferior to Cui Chu or Wei Bo are as knowledgeable as Yan Bo.
Chen Pingan looked at the armor on the scholar surnamed Chu and made up his mind not to use Fifteen yet. He just took this opportunity to try out his boxing skills to determine the depth of his three realms. , then asked: "What level of Qi practitioner are you at?"
The scholar surnamed Chu smiled and said: "Only the fifth level."
This is of course a sign of self-effacement. word.
How can it be "just" when he is only one step away from being a god in the fifth realm? You must know that those powerful nobles of the Immortal Family with the title "Zong" and the monks of the Fifth Realm are also extremely valuable beings. They are either worshiped by elders with noble status, or they are deacons who hold real power. This is true for the sect, let alone the ancient Yu Kingdom. , Caiyi Country, these small countries are like small places.
But the scholar surnamed Chu is slightly complacent.His modesty sounded like a genuine "just" to the stubborn Chen Ping'an. Is this the fifth level "big demon" mentioned by Taoist Zhang Shan? Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist slightly and grinned. He couldn't beat the ghost in a wedding dress. The guy wearing a turtle shell in front of him could really be used to practice his skills. If he could beat him to death, it would be the best. If he couldn't beat himself, it wouldn't be a loss. After all, he was still alive. There are flying swords nearby, not one, but two!
When Chen Ping'an had just practiced boxing for a few days, he dared to tease the monkeys in Zhengyang Mountain like walking a dog. Not to mention his strength, just in terms of courage and courage, he was indeed stronger than many martial artists in the world. Of course, once he chooses to risk his life, he must be careful and careful every step of the way, which is also Chen Ping'an's strength.
The scholar surnamed Chu said helplessly: "Why do we still need to fight?"
Chen Ping'an gave a straightforward answer, "If I don't beat you, my friend and that knife The meeting is very dangerous."
The scholar surnamed Chu's eyes became sinister, and the Ni Bodhisattva was still angry, not to mention a powerful local snake like him who was used to seeing the splendor of the world. "Young man, you don't see the coffin. Aren’t you going to cry? I’m telling you clearly that there are two people outside the old house, do you really want to get involved?”
Chen Ping’an’s reply made him The scholar surnamed Chu was furious, "Whether you are afraid of me or not, it doesn't matter whether I beat you or not."
Chen Pingan took a deep breath. The reason why he delayed for so long was not because Chen Pingan wanted to show off his prestige. Instead, he had to first determine the meaning of the two young ancestors in the Sword-raising Gourd.
This will determine how he should fight the fight.
Feijian Chuyi, whose real name is Xiao Fengdu, first appeared in his ancestral home on Mu Ping Lane, like a small white rainbow hanging in the air. Although the sword was slender, it was full of majestic and majestic momentum. Sharp and sharp, without any cover-up.
Feijian Fifteen, who exchanged things with Old Man Yang, has a slightly different momentum. Feijian’s divine intention is more quiet, and the movements in the sword-raising gourd are all sudden and sudden. Flying by, coming and going in a hurry, extremely fast, each time it would hover urgently on the inner wall of the sword gourd, just a hair away from hitting it. It was completely different from the first day of junior high when he was bumping around inside the sword gourd and bumping into the wall crazily.
So Chen Ping'an roughly concluded that Xiao Fengdu, or the Bai Hong Fei Sword he named Chu Yi without authorization, was sharper and stronger than Fifteen, but its flaws were also obvious, that is, the sword It is slow and difficult for Chen Ping'an to completely control, so every time he draws the sword, it will be inaccurate. If it is a stalemate situation, especially if you have a slight upper hand, you can let Chu Yi show up and bump into each other. Anyway, you are not afraid of being damaged. However, in a dangerous situation, you still need to be docile and fast. Fifteen comes to help with a fatal blow, to make the final decision.
The natal flying sword is of course very powerful. It is the foundation of a career that all sword cultivators in the world dream of. Once they are lucky enough to possess it, it will become the favorite of Zhenruo Xingming. . However, there are two problems with any natal flying sword. One is that it is not easy to obtain.There are countless natural and earthly treasures needed. Secondly, it is famous for its astonishing killing power. It has a silent deterrent effect without leaving the Qi Mansion. However, once the enemy is killed outside the body, as long as there is a little loss, such as the blade breaking, There are gaps, cracks on the sword, etc. It is a huge expense to maintain a damaged natal sword.
That’s why there is a proverb circulating in the mountains: if you are rich, you can practice swordsmanship, if you are poor, you can practice swordsmanship, and if you lose everything overnight, you can also practice swordsmanship.
This is the reason why Chen Ping'an called the first grader to fight first, fearing that the fifteenth grade would officially appear for the first time to kill the enemy, and then it would end quickly.
Both sides have their own insistences. Since they can't reach an agreement, they can only see the real deal.
The scholar surnamed Chu, who was actually an ancient tree spirit, stretched out a finger and tapped the shining breast shield, "Isn't your fist very hard? Come on, even though Fight here, this pair of rare armor pills worth three thousand snows is from the royal family of the ancient Yu Kingdom. It’s up to you to break it, Chen Ping’an!”
How could Chen Ping’an know? Be polite to him.
When he tipped his toes, the floor tiles shattered instantly, which showed how fast he was moving forward.
It is not unreasonable to say that the tree moves the dead and the person moves alive. Although the tree spirit scholar is a five-level qi practitioner and is not weak in physical fitness, he is indeed not proficient in tossing and turning and fighting in close quarters, so he spends this time He paid a huge price to seize the armor pill and used it as a life-saving talisman at a critical moment.
The scholar surnamed Chu was born with a tough body, and with the armor covering his body, he gathered his energy and concentrated his mind to receive the young man's punches at leisure.
After one punch, it was so powerful that the breast shield was dented by more than an inch. The scholar surnamed Chu flew out and hit the outermost wall of the ancient house, but this time there was no more punch. Despite his slightly embarrassed posture, the wall behind him suddenly shattered, revealing a shocking and horrifying scene. Inside the wall were not bricks and stones, but entangled tree roots that were slowly squirming.
The scholar surnamed Chu patted the dust on his shoulder and said with a sarcastic smile: "Is this all you can do? If you don't have the courage of a Six Realm hero, even if Mr. Chu stands still from beginning to end, let him You can punch hundreds and thousands of punches, but it’s still very difficult for Mr. Chen to crush Jiawan in one go.”
The martial artist’s fourth, fifth, and sixth realms are no longer limited to body tempering; Rising to the level of martial arts in refining qi, it is known as the Little Grandmaster Realm. Each level deals with the three things of soul, soul and courage. Once achieved, the warrior's combat power will increase layer by layer. Not only the physical body, but also the continuous practice of qi. The soldiers also have more confidence, especially when dealing with ghosts and monsters, and they get twice the result with half the effort. Every time they strike, the impact of their fists is like the scorching sun, and all evils can be warded off.
The punch succeeded, hitting the expected spot. The reason why Chen Pingan did not pursue him was not because he was exhausted. On the contrary, this punch was just a side dish. Chen Pingan was mainly driven by the weird person behind the scholar. The wall was shocked. Could it be that the whole wall of the ancient house was like this and deeply rooted?
In the backyard, light bloomed from time to time, flashing away and illuminating the night, accompanied by the shouts of bearded swordsmen.
Three yellow paper pagodas to suppress demonsThe talismans have been used up, but there are still two golden demon-suppressing talismans hidden in Chen Pingan's sleeves.
And two Shuchichi Talisman.
Chen Pingan said silently, that’s it.
The previous few times I punched, I relied on my strong body shape, but in fact they were all in a straight forward direction.
Then Chen Pingan was different this time. He put on an extremely ancient boxing stance, took one step forward, stretched his arms, slowly clenched his fists, and moved smoothly.
In an instant, Chen Ping'an's fist poured out like a flood, which could really pierce people's eyes. When it fell in the eyes of the scholar surnamed Chu opposite him, it was like rising from the East China Sea in a day, which was extremely terrifying.
God beats the drum style!
The scholar surnamed Chu swallowed, wondering if he should sit down and chat again?
Why do you feel that the armor protection may not be stable anymore?
The young man in front of me has clearly not yet reached the third level of martial arts and Qi refining!
Why is there such an unreasonable and strong fist spirit?
The scholar surnamed Chu wanted to give up, so he should at least avoid his sharp edges and stop stupidly letting fists hit him. The moment he was about to move his position, the young man disappeared out of thin air. In an instant, he came to the scholar and punched the ribs covered by Jiawan with a fierce and powerful punch. The scholar surnamed Chu staggered to one side and moved away, but at the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief and put on his posture. After a serious boxing fight, the boy's punches were frightening, but his strength didn't seem to increase much.
The barefoot old man once said with a smile in the Luoshanzhulou that the drumming style of my god is to punch first. When the first punch comes, the divine will pulls it, connecting end to end, and then ten punches and hundreds of punches will come naturally. It's here, so the first punch must hit the opponent. How many punches can be delivered after that depends on how long it can last until the opponent falls.
So Chen Pingan did not hesitate to use a Shukuchi Talisman in order not to miss the first punch.
After that, Chen Pingan punched faster and faster, and the force was only slightly heavier than before. He punched the scholar surnamed Chu in various places. The light of Jiawan Baojia flowed, and wherever Chen Pingan hit his fist Wherever it is, the brilliance suddenly lights up. It is indeed the best treasured magic weapon in the ancient Yu Kingdom.
Every time he tried to dodge, it seemed like he was only half a step away, but he just couldn't dodge the punch. The scholar surnamed Chu, who had no power to fight back, after receiving the tenth punch, His face suddenly turned pale.
Shoulders, chest, ribs, abdomen, back vest, temples of the head, between the eyebrows, elbows, knees.
There is no place that is not a "foothold" for Young Fists.
Chen Ping'an's punches are as fast as thunder. The key is that in the eyes of the scholar surnamed Chu, the young man always has calm eyes, steady breathing, and a calm mind. The combination of every step and every punch is just right and natural. It is simply an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years.
After fifteen punches, Chen Pingan's fist was already bloody and bloody, with some bones exposed. But how could Chen Pingan care about this painless pain in his flesh?
Compared to breaking it bit by bit with a hammerThe pain of flesh and blood on his fingers and the pain of breaking bones inch by inch is compared to the pain of peeling the skin and cramping by himself. Chen Ping'an feels this pain, and he can be considered to be enjoying himself comfortably.
The scholar surnamed Chu has revealed half of his true body, becoming ten feet tall, with green eyes, a face covered with veins, and signs of bulging muscles can be seen under the armor, like the curves of an old tree. .
He blocked his face with both arms and was knocked away again and again. He shouted with all his strength: "Taoist Bailu, God of Qinshan, things have changed, come and help me!"
On the hillside outside the ancient house, the Yin Temple Mountain God changed his color slightly after hearing the sound.
The sparks from the torch that the scholar surnamed Chu had inserted into the corridor pillar were quickly separated from the flame. Dots of flames were floating around. Although most of them dissipated quickly, there were also some small fire balls. , one after another floated through the hand corridor to the Sanjin courtyard, allowing the mountain god to observe the scene in the ancient house through the flames like his own eyes.
So the mountain god saw clearly the fight between the scholar surnamed Chu and the young man, which made him a little embarrassed, not to help, but when to enter the scene to gain the maximum benefit. Before the ancient Yuguo scholar's armor was shattered, he didn't bother to help him in times of need. He killed the young man and helped the scholar keep the armor. Wasn't he making himself unhappy?
The middle-aged Taoist holding a whisk in his hand suddenly said: "The sword of the bearded swordsman is so sharp that it is beyond imagination. If the poor Taoist doesn't take action, he will probably hurt the female ghost's true body." Well, what should I say, should Qinshan God go with Pindao, or continue to watch the battle?"
Yanci Mountain God said with a smile: "Since you and I are allies, we should advance and retreat together, how can we stay in the battle? The reason for retreating."
The Taoist laughed and threw the snow-white whisk forward. When it was about to hit the ground, a tall white deer appeared, and the Taoist flew away and rode on it. The white deer ran forward quickly, the sleeves of the Taoist robes bulging. Fortunately, there were no woodcutter people nearby, otherwise they would probably have bowed their heads and worshiped, shouting for gods.
Yinci Mountain God didn’t use much magic. He just took a simple step and walked to the side of Bailu and Taoist.
The white deer ran like the wind and soon arrived outside the ancient house. The middle-aged Taoist jumped up. The white deer instantly turned into dust again and flew towards the owner's hand. The Taoist laughed and said: "Brother Chu, I'm here to help you kill the enemy!"
After Chen Ping'an handed out twenty punches, he reached his limit. Unfortunately, he still couldn't break the armor.
Although the scholar surnamed Chu was beaten until his orifices bled, his soul was shaken, his true body was completely exposed, and almost the entire handwriting corridor was destroyed by the two men, the scholar surnamed Chu only lost the strength to fight. Relying on his extraordinary talent and bright armor, he still had enough energy to protect himself, and would not be beaten to death by the young man's fist.
Then the White Deer Taoist holding a fly whisk descended from the sky.
Chen Pingan had just withdrawn his punch and lightly patted the sword gourd on his waist.
A wisp of white rainbow swept out the small vermilion gourd and pierced the treasure that had just been dented.Armor breast mirror.
Almost all of Komaru's brilliance is concentrated on the breast mirror.
The treasure armor made a slight sound like porcelain breaking.
The white light bounced back and disappeared in a flash.
The dying scholar surnamed Chu was extremely panicked, but soon his face was filled with ecstasy. The armor had not been pierced and he was not dead yet!
But the next moment, he felt a chill between his brows, and his burly body slumped and fell over. As he was dying, he angrily said a harsh word: "Continuously destroying the foundation of my road, we Let’s see!”
After saying this, the Chu scholar who fell to the ground turned into a large piece of green dead wood, decaying into ashes, and the precious armor that lost its owner also turned into light. A recognizable round ball shape.
Chen Pingan frowned.
It turns out that after the first day of the new year, another faint green light flashed out of the gourd. At a speed much faster than the previous white rainbow sword light, one after another, they grabbed the treasure armor and concentrated spiritual energy for defense. In the gap between the heart mirror, the second flying sword easily penetrated the scholar surnamed Chu's eyebrows.
The Yin Temple Mountain God standing on the high wall of the ancient house exclaimed: "Flying Sword!"
He turned around and took a big step out, and his figure soon appeared in More than ten miles away, a cold wind blew, making me sweat profusely.
"Mother, Sword Immortal!"
The Taoist Bailu, who had just touched the ground with his feet and was floating in the verandah, stood up from the ground with his toes, and without saying a word He ran away and suddenly threw the fly whisk in the air. The white deer landed on the ground, with the Taoist riding on its back and fled hastily.
Chen Pingan was a little stunned. He stood there, confused, thinking to himself, a layman who had not practiced boxing for two years, how could he become a swordsman? I'm not even a swordsman yet.