Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was half-stepping into the Xuan Realm, opened his eyes wide. He felt that there seemed to be Mount Tai on his shoulders. He couldn't move his body no matter what. He could only watch the two fingers pointing at him.
Two fingers touched the center of his eyebrows and left. Xuanyuan Jingxuan was slightly absent-minded. He touched his forehead, but there was no change. He just treated it as a false alarm. His body was as indestructible as a Buddhist arhat, and he was not afraid of sword attacks.
How can the body be hurt by two fingers?
Xuanyuan Jingxuan was immediately furious and wanted to kill him. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest, and then his meridians seemed to burst. His vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
Just die like that?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stared blankly at the corpse in front of him, his mind going blank.
No matter how shameful Xuanyuan Jingxuan's conduct was, he was a genuine master after all. How could he die in the blink of an eye in the hands of his father, who couldn't lift it with his hands or carry it on his shoulders?
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's seven orifices were bleeding slightly, and he wanted to reach out to touch his wife, but he still lacked the courage. He sighed, turned to Jingzhou again, and said, "Qingfeng will need more care from the young master in the future."
Jingzhou guessed what the scholar was thinking. He most likely planned to go to Guniujiang alone, so he immediately cursed: "Bullshit, with you as my father, why do I need an outsider to help me? Although you are not afraid
One death, but this is a fork in the road after all. With your current strength, you are just an immortal immortal without a foundation. It is enough to kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, but against Xuanyuan, the outcome is less than 50 or 50."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng came back to his senses, trembled, and said in disbelief: "You want to go to Daxueping to kill the ancestor?"
The coughing scholar just smiled without answering, only his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Cao Changqing didn't make it clear to you in his letter?" Jing Zhou frowned. Although this scholar has read all the Three Teachings, he is a die-hard man. What if Xuanyuan Jingcheng went to Daxueping and forcibly promoted himself to the level of a land god?
Realm, and Xuanyuan Dapan perished together, wasn't his trip in vain?
Although the Xuanyuan family in Huishan had a solid century-old foundation, in his eyes, it was not as good as the talent of Wang Zuo, who was just one step away from becoming a Confucian sage.
Seeing that his wife refused to look at him again from beginning to end, Xuanyuan Jingcheng let out a slight sigh and said: "The letter made it clear, but how can Jingcheng be willing to ask the young master to take part in this muddy water? Although the victory or defeat is less than five or five, I
I am sure to kill Xuanyuan Dapan. I didn’t dare to die before. What will her mother and daughter do after I die? So I have been waiting until the young master asked someone to deliver the letter."
"Clean up this family, and Qingfeng and her mother will never have to suffer any injustice in the future. But I hope that after today, the young master will help Qingfeng control Huishan. After that, the young master will use Qingfeng as a puppet, and he can bring the power of the Xuanyuan family into the family."
In the palm of your hand."
Twenty years ago, he could do nothing when he saw his wife entering his ancestor's house. Twenty years later, Huang Tian finally paid off and he could read a message from heaven and man.
He read Spring and Autumn Days, Taoism Wuwei, and Buddhism Compassion.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng wants this ancestor to know that his so-called understanding of the three religions is nonsense!
Double cultivation of enlightenment is really a heresy!
Since Xuanyuan Dapan wants to achieve great immortality, he wants this ancestor to see what great immortality is!
Jingzhou scolded: "That's all bullshit. How can you, a wife like you, live alone after you die? After half a lifetime of studying, I understand the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn Period, but I can't understand a woman's heart. She is angry with you and doesn't even look at you.
Can't you look at her more?
"She doesn't allow you to step into this courtyard, do you really think that you can't step in? If she doesn't care about you, why does she climb into Xuanyuan Dapan's bed but turn a blind eye to Xuanyuan Jingxuan?"
"Xuanyuan Qingfeng is a daughter and wants to be the Lord of Huishan. The name is not justified. Even if you arrange it properly, there are still a lot of troublesome things left. Up and down Huishan, for the second and third bedrooms,
There are quite a few people who swear allegiance to her, even if I can shine on Xuanyuan Qingfeng once or twice, how can I shine on her thousands of times?"
"Besides, if you Xuanyuan Jingcheng is dead, what use will I have to the Huishan forces? If you really want to die, you will have to compile a new calendar for me before you die!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng was stunned for a while and smiled bitterly. He was so smart that he didn't understand that his wife was angry with him.
If the person in front of him hadn't pointed it out, he probably wouldn't have been able to see clearly in his life.
Just as Xuanyuan Jingcheng was about to say something, he saw the man in front of him rising into the sky and heading straight towards Daxueping.
This is killing people!
"Small grievances can be eliminated with wine, but big grievances cannot be eliminated without a sword." Xuanyuan Jingcheng watched the purple shadow go away, and smiled at the woman who always had her back to him, her sleeves fluttered, and so did everyone else.
Disappeared into the courtyard.
Since I can keep my body intact and not die, I will use my awe-inspiring energy to sweep away this dirty Xuanyuan family.
Daxueping
Guniu descends to the fairy's mansion
A burly old man climbed up from the furnace, looked out with sharp eyes, and whispered: "Such a person has come to Hui Mountain. Could it be the old Taoist from Longhu Mountain?"
After hearing this, the Taoist nun who was forcibly kidnapped from Longhu Mountain trembled. The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain?
It's not like he's here to look for himself.
At first, the Taoist nun was still worried when she fell into the hands of Xuanyuan Dapan. Later, after being exposed to the rain and dew, she realized that there was such joy in the world. Xuanyuan Dapan seemed to be older than the master.
Who would have thought that he would become stronger with age, and he would be extremely happy every time.
Compared with practicing hard in Longhu Mountain, enjoying the joy of fish and water in this place is like a fairy's day.
"This aura is not from the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain!" The graceful ancestor of the Xuanyuan family put aside the arm entangled with the furnace tripod, put on his brocade clothes, and strode outside.
Xuanyuan Dapan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the gate of Guniujiang's mansion, unsmiling and majestic. He had been in charge of the Xuanyuan family for a full period, and he had the aura of a superior person, especially his cold eyes, which made people shudder.
Xuanyuan Dapan glanced to the northwest and saw a long rainbow passing through the sky. In front of the long rainbow, there were several figures rushing up from the ground, trying to stop the long rainbow.
As several dragon-like sword energy slashed out, one figure after another fell to the ground, unsure of life or death.
"With purple clothes and a jade belt hanging from his waist, he can still have such strength. Could this boy be the mountain ghost who dares to challenge the Qingzhou navy?" Although Xuanyuan Dapan has been a double cultivator in Guniu all year round, he is not indifferent to the world's affairs.
On the contrary, there is no major event in the martial arts world that he does not know.
Guessing the identity of the person, Xuanyuan Dapan sneered a few times.
For people in the world, the fastest way to become famous is to follow the reputation of the older generation. This was the case for Li Chungang back then. When he was in his twenties, he went to Sword Pool to challenge Wu Wei, the Plum Blossom Sword Sect, and humiliated the senior to the extreme.
He committed suicide by pulling his neck. In just a few years, Li Chungang defeated the older generation with one man and one sword, and earned the title of a sword god.
It's just that there is only one Li Chungang in the world, and Shangui wants to step on his Xuanyuan Daban, a long-established figure, and use it as a stepping stone to fame, but it's still a bit difficult.
It seems that he has rarely made any moves in recent years, and the world has almost forgotten his name Xuanyuan Dapan.
So what if one sword can break more than 600 pieces of armor?
So what if I destroyed the Huanglong battleship with just one hand?
Xuanyuan Dapan has a very high self-esteem. Looking at the Central Plains, the only people he can take seriously at this time are the two immortals on Longhu Mountain, Wang Xianzhi from Emperor Wu City, Deng Tai'a who can compete with Wang Xianzhi, and the two monks from Liangchan Temple.
Who else is the indestructible bald donkey in white?
Cao Changqing, an official in Tsing Yi who ranked among the top three martial arts reviewers, was just a junior in his eyes.
At the age of thirty, he was able to fight against the Four Great Masters of the Spear, Wang Xiu. At the age of forty, he dared to break into the Wu Family Sword Tomb single-handedly. In the next ten years, he had a sword fight with Li Chungang at the peak of his swordsmanship. He even went to Qi Xuanzhen before he ascended to the throne.
At the Dragon Tiger Mountain Demon Slaying Platform, if you compete with the best person in the world in terms of internal strength, even if you are slightly inferior, it will still be an honor to lose.
Over the years, he devoted himself to the enlightenment of the Great Dao in Guniujiang, and devoted himself to integrating Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. His cultivation level steadily increased, and even the land of gods and immortals was not out of reach.
At this time, even if Li Chungang returned to the world and used the two-sleeved green snake in Daxueping, he would still be smashed to pieces under his fist.
The rainbow came in an instant and landed at the end of the snow flat.
Jing Zhou looked blankly at the old man who was able to kill his granddaughter and great-granddaughter, and suddenly the word "cannon armor" came to his mind.
The Thirteen A of Spring and Autumn Period is really lacking.
Although Fangzhongshu was regarded as heresy by the three sects, it was just that when Xuanyuan Dapan got in the hands of Xuanyuan Dapan, he really fiddled with it. Wu Lingsu, who was also hiding in Qingcheng Mountain and practiced the Tantric Joy Technique, discussed the cultivation
Because, compared with Xuanyuan Dapan, a small dwarf is a big witch.
This old man looks shriveled, but in fact he has a long breath in his belly, his eyes are shining, especially his pair of iron palms, and his bones are as broad as a fan. He is obviously very good at boxing and kicking.
Jing Zhou thought to himself: "This is a disrespectful and lustful old guy. In all likelihood, after losing to Li Chungang in a sword fight and losing to Qi Xuanzhen in a sword fight, he will focus on his fists and kicks again. What is this old guy?
I want to learn everything, but I also want to be good at everything. I practice over and over again, but I don't get good at it. If you are willing to focus on practicing swordsmanship, you may not be able to defeat Gu Jiantang."
"Hehe, the boy is very lucky. He has already passed Zhixuan at a young age. With Li Chungang's demeanor, no wonder he dares to invade our Huishan!"
Jingzhou looked directly at Xuanyuan and said, "Even if I haven't crossed Zhixuan, I still dare to break into your Huishan."
"Hmph, that's not a small tone! You broke into my Guniujiang and killed my Xuanyuan family's retainers. Have you ever thought about the consequences? Don't think that the court can't do anything to you, just because you really think that no one in the world can cure you!"
Xuanyuan Dapan was not in a hurry to make a move, but held his hands behind his back.
This approach, in the eyes of Lao Jianghu, is extremely trustworthy. When facing an enemy, standing with your hands behind your back will naturally be half a point slower. If your skills are almost the same, you will suffer a big loss for this half point.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Jingzhou didn't answer, but just smiled and said: "I often heard that there was a martial arts wizard in Guniujiang. He was able to take power in Daxueping when he was thirty years old. Later, his cultivation level was on par with the four great masters, and he overpowered Jianzhou's martial arts community for a decade.
He is truly a character.”
"You think you can make me soft by saying nice things?" Xuanyuan Dapan sneered, full of arrogance.
What about the celestial realm?
It is just the celestial realm among the three religions.
The Xuanyuan family is adjacent to Longhu Mountain, and the people Xuanyuan Dapan has come into contact with most in his life are Taoist priests. Although the Taoist aura of the boy in front of him is vague, it cannot escape his eyes.
Realm does not represent combat power, especially among the three religions, the same realm is often half a step lower than that of a martial artist.
Isn’t that Korean cat in Tai’an City good at killing celestial phenomena with his fingers?
Jingzhou sighed: "It's just that this old guy has been unlucky all his life. It's okay to lose to Li Chungang. In the next ten years, he gave up his sword to practice swordsmanship. He thought he would return to the world with a sword and gain the reputation of a sword-armor, but he was chased by the unknown Gu Jiantang all the way.
When we reached Guniu Dagang, we lost one and a half moves. Could it be that we no longer even had weapons at this time?"
Xuanyuan Dapan's face suddenly darkened, and murderous intent burst out from his body.
Jingzhou took a breath and sighed: "It doesn't matter that you have been defeated in many battles. Isn't it just that you got the name Xuanyuan Busheng? It's also a few taels of meat. It's just that this old man is not shy. The longer he lives, the more he goes back. Nothing will happen.
Together with his granddaughter and great-granddaughter, there is no one who is outstanding in the family, but who has not been harmed by him?"
"Tiger poison does not eat its seeds. This Hu Tu thing is really hard for people to understand. If such an old man who is not a son of man can become a land god, then it is okay not to become a god."
"Young man is looking for death!"
Xuanyuan Dapan's eyes widened, as if he wanted to choose someone to fall in love with. With a bang, he punched out his fists, and the internal energy accumulated in his body for nearly a hundred years stirred up, like boiling water.
In this world, anyone who dares to expose Xuanyuan’s shortcomings to his face has not yet crawled out of his mother’s womb!
Jingzhou smiled heartily and was met with a kick. The strong wind blew and hit Xuanyuan Dapan's fist hard.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar on the snowy plain, like a landslide, and ripples visible to the naked eye swayed around the two people. Along the way, the grass and trees were broken, and the sand and gravel were stirred up.
The Guniu descended onto the Shenxian Temple, which had never been damaged in nearly a century, and began to shake. The glazed tiles on the roof seemed to have a tendency to fall, which frightened the Taoist nun who had closed her eyes to enjoy the aftertaste. She lost three souls and two souls.
He grabbed a robe, didn't even bother with his shoes, and ran straight out.
Xuanyuan Dapan was not much surprised when he received a hard kick. His kick suddenly fell to the ground, and he shot up. With a palm strike, the Gang Qi surged straight towards the front of Jingzhou.
Jingzhou continued to kick the giant palm away, and at the same time he rushed forward, his sleeves flowing elegantly, and thrust out a palm diagonally, pointing directly at Xuanyuan Dapan's back heart.
Xuanyuan Dapan has faced countless enemies in his life. When the Gang Qi in his palm was kicked away, he kept paying attention. At this time, he noticed the wind behind his ears and punched two consecutively.
The fists and palms intersected, and the energy was overwhelming. The ground, which was difficult to damage with axes and hammers, could not bear it. It suddenly exploded, with ravines crisscrossing it. The sonorous sound of gold and stone seemed to pierce the eardrums.
Xuanyuan Dapan's face darkened, and he was no longer as confident as before. The strength in the hands of the boy in front of him suddenly increased, as if he had lost all energy. The breath coming from the tip of his fist was like a surge, making him retreat three steps in a row before finally Remove the strength from your hands.
"You are such a good person both internally and externally, but I have underestimated you." Xuanyuan Dapan gave a grim smile, no longer sparing any effort, and unleashed all his strength in the Celestial Realm. With a wave of his hands, the soil on the ground rolled loudly, and there seemed to be thousands of giant pythons below. Crawling, sand and dust cover the sky and the sun.