After being around for a long time, no one has the ability or magic weapon to win the battle.
When the scholar surnamed Chu heard the name "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 could not sense where the crisis started. He was embarrassed.
The unbearable scholar surnamed Chu suddenly changed his mind. He gritted his teeth and slipped out a bluish-white ball from his sleeve.
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 actually put on a white suit.
The snow-like armor, with the heart-protecting mirror in the center, is gleaming and is in the style of bright armor. In Taoist temples in the secular world, statues of gods and goddesses of heavenly kings often wear this armor, which symbolizes the light and uprightness.
If he hadn't realized that his life was in danger, the scholar surnamed Chu would not have used this priceless "Jiawan" even if he recovered his true form. Jiawan is a military treasure and is highly respected. The price is not the most expensive, but more expensive, and
They have always been expensive but not marketable. They are usually jointly forged by Mohist mechanics and Taoist Fulu sects. They are usually condensed into the shape of fist-sized pills. They do not take up space and are easy to carry. As soon as they go to the battlefield, they can pour in true energy and instantly protect themselves with treasure armor.
,indestructible.
The scholar surnamed Chu was protected by Jiawan treasure armor. The surface of the armor exuded a slightly rippling white halo, like the scene on a moonlit night with heavy snow on the ground. The scholar stood up, a little more calm than before, and said with a wry smile: "Young man
Lang, you have done me a terrible job. This piece of light armor was originally intended to prevent uneven distribution of spoils. It could then be used to resist the joint offensive of Taoist Bailu and the Mountain God. Now that it has been exposed early, they will definitely
I will be more careful, what should I 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 say "First Grade" and then nothing more happened? That is, the sword was not unsheathed, left the wooden box, and came from the opposite wing.
As they flew by, there was no help hidden in the dark to rush them out.
The scholar named Chu was puzzled.
The taciturn young man in front of me is definitely not a guy who likes to joke.
Two punches almost caused him to reveal his true form. I'm afraid that the bearded swordsman who rushed to kill the big demon couldn't 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. However, since leaving Luo Luo Mountain, he has become a lazy guy and remains motionless all day long.
He even had no intention of losing his temper with Chen Pingan. After Chen Pingan re-photographed the sword-raising gourd, he still remained motionless, hovering in the void inside the sword-raising gourd.
On the other hand, the green and faint Feijian Fifteen was buzzing, and it was taking the initiative to have a superficial emotional exchange with Chen Ping'an. It was probably to say that the first grade of junior high school was unwilling to go to the battle, and it, Fifteen, could do it for him.
The two flying swords, after awakening, are like children who can't speak yet. They have intelligence, but it is not high. They still rely on instinct to act. Chen Ping'an's heart and mind can be clearly perceived, but both parties often
Communication is not smooth, and Chen Pingan can only vaguely know their moods, so it is still not easy to communicate.
After seeing Chen Ping'an's action, the scholar surnamed Chu immediately looked at it and saw only the vermilion wine gourd.
At the beginning of the meeting in the heavy rain outside the house, the scholar surnamed Chu carefully looked at the young man with a backpack and the young Taoist priest. At that time, he felt that they should not be matched by some outsider talents. In the government and the public in Caiyi Country, the mountains are not high and the water is not deep.
If you can't hide the tiger, you can't hide the dragon. Bailu Taoist and his like are already powerful masters and gods.
Not surprisingly, the scholar surnamed Chu is the dragon crossing the river that makes waves, so it makes sense.
He left the mansion this time and went south from the Guyu Kingdom to the Caiyi Kingdom. He worked hard for the things in this house. Even if he was sure of winning, he still worked hard to get it. First, he won over the Taoist Bailu and the Mountain God of Yanci, and each of the three parties took what they wanted.
In order to meet his needs, he then made acquaintance with a member of the family surnamed Liu, and lured him to visit this mountain. He told the two allies that he would not hesitate to personally take risks and first explore the truth. Relying on the official and scholarly atmosphere that the scholar surnamed Liu had been imbued with since childhood, he
The real purpose of covering up the faint demonic aura on his body is to explore the ground veins on which the formation is based, so that during the war, if you can fish in troubled waters and steal the magic weapon, you will not have too much entanglement with Taoist Bailu and the mountain god, and rely on the appearance of the magic weapon.
Unexpectedly, Jiawan protected himself, flew away, and returned to the ancient Yu Kingdom 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 exaggerating the ancient house to become more evil. In fact, for a hundred years, the ancient house has been filled with a strong evil spirit, which can cause harm.
The common people really don’t have a tyrannical side. 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 will be a good thing. If it can support Taoist Bailu
It's even better to have a chaotic fight with the mountain god.
And how could that old-fashioned and warm-hearted swordsman with a big beard know these inside stories? Following those rumors, he drank two large bowls of strong liquor in a recent town, and his blood was boiling. He just thought that the heavy rain was weird, so he quickly set out to kill the monster.
Come.
Among them, the torch with oil anointed by the mountain god himself, and the oil-paper umbrella with copper coins and ghosts hidden in it by Taoist Bailu, are both inconspicuous objects, but very thoughtful.
One is to help the nominal owner of this place, the Mountain God of Yinci Mountain, to closely inspect the inner energy of the ancient house. The other is to help Taoist Bailu arrange the mechanisms and find opportunities to show up and destroy the ancient house from the inside out.
Various methods, such as the dilapidated Shen Gaozong Qingci runes and the shadow wall with a hint of Taoist authentic charm, helped the shaky 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 each other, I am afraid that I would have died long ago and become a stepping stone for other vicious monks.
Are there any qigong practitioners who live in peace with the world? Of course there are. For example, in this ancient house, the man and woman, 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 at the moment.
Not wanting to cause trouble, the scholar surnamed Chu chose to take the initiative to take a step back and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you and I actually have no enmity. Why do we need to meet each other in life and death? As long as Mr. Chen is willing to leave the ancient house tonight, I will pass by the ancient Yu country in the future.
People must treat the young master with fine wine, even if the young master wants to go to the ancient Yu Kingdom palace to drink, for example, on a snowy night, Mr. Chu and Mr. Chen can sit high on the roof of the palace hall with wine in hand, grand and generous.
Just drink and enjoy the snow, and there is no need to worry that the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom will get angry and drive people away."
To be honest, although the scholar surnamed Chu has an erroneous background, he did not know what he went through after cultivating the human body. He has a good temperament and is outstanding. He is even more wealthy and noble than the wealthy and powerful Junyan. Frozen
Three feet is not built in one day. It must have been a unique opportunity to have the grace and magnanimity that I have 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, and as if 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 "Chu" refers to the upper forest and the lower part of the forest. The word "苋" can be interpreted as the word "foot". The two trees form a forest and there are feet under the trees. Scholars named 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 ink, with occasional understanding", and are far from reaching the level of being able to accurately "decipher" characters. After all, they are far less knowledgeable than Cui Chan or Wei Bo.
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, and then asked again: "
What level of Qi practitioner are you at?"
The scholar surnamed Chu smiled and said: "It's just the fifth realm."
This is of course a self-effacing statement.
There is only one step away from being a god in the middle fifth realm, how could it be "just"? You must know that those powerful lords of the immortal family with the prefix "Zong" and the monks in the middle fifth realm are also extremely valuable beings. They are either worshiped by noble elders, or
This is true for a sect that is a deacon who holds real power for a party, let alone small countries like Gu Yu Country and Cai Yi Country that are like tiny places.
But the slightly complacent modesty of the scholar surnamed Chu sounded like a genuine "just" to the stubborn Chen Ping'an. Is this the "big demon" in the fifth realm spoken of by Taoist Zhang Shan? Chen Ping'an was light-hearted.
Twisting slightly and grinning, the wedding lady ghost can't beat him. The guy wearing a turtle shell in front of him can really be used to practice his skills. Being able to beat him to death is the best. If he can't beat himself, it's not a loss. After all, there is a flying sword next to him.
The body is 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 fight for his life, he must take every step for success.
, being cautious is also Chen Pingan’s strength.
The scholar surnamed Chu said helplessly: "Why are you still fighting?"
Chen Ping'an gave a straightforward answer, "If I don't beat you, my friend and the swordsman will be in danger."
The scholar surnamed Chu's eyes became sinister, and the Ni Bodhisattva was still angry, not to mention that he was such a powerful local snake who was used to seeing the splendor of the world, "Young man, you can't shed tears until you see the coffin? I'm telling you clearly, ancient times
Outside the house, there are two people who are watching eagerly, do you really want to get involved? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Chen Ping'an's reply made the scholar surnamed Chu 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, but because he wanted to confirm the intentions of the two young ancestors in the sword raising gourd first.
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. It showed its sharp edge without any cover.
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, stop, and fly by, coming and going in a hurry.
Extremely fast, it would hover urgently on the inner wall of the sword gourd every time, just shy of crashing into it. It was completely different from the first year of junior high school when it was bumping around inside the sword gourd and hitting the wall crazily.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an roughly concluded that Xiao Feng Du, or the Bai Hong Fei Sword he named Chu Yi without authorization, was sharper and stronger than Fifteen. However, the shortcomings were also obvious, that is, the sword was slow and not easily struck.
Chen Pingan has complete control, so every time he draws his sword, it will be inaccurate. If it is a stalemate situation, especially in a good situation where he has the upper hand, he can let the first grade of junior high school show up and have a random collision. Anyway, he is not afraid of damaging the collision.
Bad, but in a dangerous situation, the docile and fast Fifteen is still needed to help with a fatal blow to make the final decision.
Of course, the natal flying sword is very powerful. It is the foundation of a career that swordsmen in the world dream of. Once you are lucky enough to have it, it will be the favorite of Zhen Ruo Xingming.
Swords have two problems. One is that they are hard to come by. There are countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures required to refine the sword. The other is that they are famous for their astonishing killing power. Without leaving the Qi Mansion, there is a silent intimidation.
However, once the enemy is killed outside the body, as long as there is a slight loss, such as a chip in the blade, cracks in the sword body, etc., maintaining a incomplete and damaged natal sword is a huge expense.
That's why there is a proverb spread 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 first called the first grader to fight. He was worried 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, just hit it here, this pair is worth it
The rare armor pills that San Qianxue spent money on are from the royal family’s warehouse of the ancient Yu Kingdom. Mr. Chen, it’s up to you to break them!”
How could Chen Pingan be polite to him?
As soon as he tipped his toes, the floor tiles shattered instantly, which showed how fast he was moving forward.
The old saying goes that the tree moves the dead and the dead move the living. It is not unreasonable. Although the tree spirit scholar is a five-level qi practitioner and is not weak in physical fitness, he is indeed not proficient in moving around and fighting at close range, so he spent a huge price to seize the armor pill.
Use it as a life saver at critical moments.
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 a punch, it was so powerful and heavy 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. However, this time there was no trace of embarrassment, but the person behind him
The wall 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, and you can punch hundreds of thousands of punches,
Mr. Chen will find it difficult to crush Jiawan at once."
The fourth, fifth, and sixth realms of martial arts are no longer limited to body tempering, but have risen to the level of martial arts of refining qi. Therefore, they are known as the little master realm. Each realm deals with the three things of soul, soul, and courage. Once
With great success, the martial artist's combat power will increase step by step. Not only will the physical body be replenished, but the Qi practitioner will also have more confidence in confronting the spirit warriors. Especially when dealing with spirits and ghosts, it will be twice the result with half the effort. Every time he strikes, the impact of the punch will be like the scorching sun.
, ward off all evils.
The punch succeeded, hitting the expected place. The reason why Chen Pingan did not pursue him was not because he was exhausted. On the contrary, the punch was just a side dish. Chen Pingan was mainly shocked by the strange wall behind the scholar. Could it be that the whole
It's all like this within the walls of an ancient house, deep-rooted?
Over in the backyard, light bloomed from time to time, flashing away and illuminating the night, accompanied by the shouts of bearded swordsmen.
The three yellow paper pagoda demon-suppressing charms have been used up, but there are still two golden demon-suppressing charms hidden in Chen Pingan's sleeves.
And two Shuchichi charms.
Chen Pingan said silently, "That's it."
The few times I punched before, I relied on my strong body shape, but in fact they were all in a straight forward direction.
Then Chen Ping'an 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, it was like a big sun rising from the East China Sea, which was extremely frightening.
God's drumming style!
The scholar surnamed Chu swallowed his saliva and wondered if he should sit down and chat again?
Why do I 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. 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 and came to the scholar in an instant.
In front of him, a punch hit the ribs covered by Komaru. It was so fierce and powerful that the scholar surnamed Chu staggered to one side, but at the same time it made him relax and put on a serious boxing stance.
After that, the young man's punches were frightening, but his strength didn't seem to increase much.
The barefooted old man once said with a smile in the Luoshan Bamboo House that the drumming style of this god-man of mine focuses on the first punch. When the first punch arrives, the divine will pulls it, connecting end to end. After that, the ten punches and hundreds of punches will come naturally, so the first punch must be
If you want to hit your opponent, how many punches you can throw out depends on how long you can hold him down with one breath.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an did not hesitate to use a Shukuchi Talisman in order not to miss his 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 the Jiawan Baojia flowed. Wherever Chen Pingan's fist hit, the brilliance was there.
It suddenly lit up, and it was indeed the most 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 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 boy's eyes are always calm, his breathing is steady, and his heart is too calm. The combination of every step and every punch is just right and natural. He has lived for hundreds of years.
old monster.
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 the pain of breaking the flesh of his fingers bit by bit with a hammer, and the pain of breaking bones inch by inch, compared to the pain of peeling skin and cramps by himself, Chen Pingan felt this little pain, and he could be considered to be enjoying himself comfortably.
The scholar surnamed Chu has revealed half of his true form, becoming ten feet tall, with green eyes, a face covered with veins, and signs of bulging muscles 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 mountain god of the Yin Temple changed his color slightly after hearing the sound.
The sparks from the torch that the scholar surnamed Chu had inserted on 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 fireballs that continued to pass through the corridor.
Floating towards the third courtyard, the mountain god can observe the scene in the ancient house through the flames like his own eyes.
Therefore, the mountain god clearly saw the fight between the scholar surnamed Chu and the young man, which made him a little embarrassed. It was not that he was embarrassed to help, but that he was embarrassed when he should enter the scene to gain the maximum benefit. The scholar from the ancient Yu country was broken in the treasure armor
Before, he was too lazy to help in times of need, killed the young man, and helped the scholar keep the Jiawan armor. Didn't he make 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 I don't take action, I am afraid that I will hurt the female ghost's true body. How can I say, Qinshan God?"
Should I go with Pindao, or continue to watch from the sidelines?"
The mountain god of Yin Temple laughed and said: "Since you and I are allies, we should advance and retreat together. There is no reason to retreat in the face of battle."
The Taoist laughed loudly and threw the snow-white whisk forward. Just when it was about to land, a tall white deer appeared in the illusion. The Taoist swept away and rode the white deer forward quickly, the Taoist robe's big sleeves bulging.
Fortunately, there were no woodcutter people nearby, otherwise they would probably have bowed their heads and shouted for gods.
The mountain god of the Yin Temple didn't use much magic. He just took a simple step and walked to the side of Bai Lu and the Taoist.
The white deer ran like the wind and soon arrived outside the ancient house. The middle-aged Taoist man rushed 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 a poor Taoist."
Help you kill the enemy!"
After Chen Ping'an punched twenty times, he reached his limit. Unfortunately, he still couldn't break the armor.
Although the scholar surnamed Chu was beaten until his orifices were bleeding, his soul was shaken, and his true body was completely exposed. Almost the entire corridor was destroyed by the two men. However, the scholar surnamed Chu only lost the power to fight and relied on his talent and light.
Armor, I still have enough power to protect myself, so I won't be beaten to death by that young man's fist.
Then Taoist Bailu, 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 ray of white rainbow swept out of the small vermilion gourd and pierced the precious armor breast mirror that had just been dented.
Almost all the glory of Komaru is concentrated on the breast mirror.
Baojia made a slight sound like porcelain breaking.
The ray of white light bounced back and disappeared in a flash without knowing where it was going.
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 then fell back. Before he was dying, he said angrily and harshly: "They are destroying the foundation of my road one after another, let's wait and see!"
After saying these words, the scholar of the Chu family who fell to the ground turned into a large piece of green dead wood, rotting into ashes. The treasured armor that had lost its owner also returned to the shape of a gleaming ball.
Chen Pingan frowned.
It turned 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 seized the gap in the treasure armor to condense spiritual energy and defend the heart mirror.
The two flying swords easily penetrated the scholar surnamed Chu's eyebrows.
Standing on the high wall of the ancient house, the mountain god of Yin Temple exclaimed: "My destiny is to fly the sword!"
He turned around and took a big step out. His figure soon appeared more than ten miles away. The cold wind blew and he was sweating profusely.
"Mother, sword fairy!"
The Taoist White Deer, who had just touched the ground with his feet and was floating in the verandah, stood up from the ground with his toes, and ran away without saying a word. He suddenly threw the fly whisk in the air, and the white deer landed on the ground, with the Taoist riding on his back in a hurry.
Escape far away.
Chen Ping'an was a little stunned. He stood there, confused. He thought to himself, a layman who had only practiced boxing for less than two years, how could he become a swordsman? I'm not even a swordsman.