"Niu Mo Yuan Hegemon Body, Liuhe Xingyi, Big Tablet Smashing Hand. Pseudo-mysterious skills, Capturing Dragon Power?"
In the back garden of Beitang's house, the sound of the piano has dispersed. Beitang Cangjue is still sitting in the pavilion, but there are a few more people in front of him, with a respectful expression.
"Based on the Dragon Subduing Tiger Boxing Technique and the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body, the power to capture the dragon is derived. Is this really true?"
Although he knew clearly that his subordinates would never dare to speak nonsense or lie to him. However, because this matter was too unbelievable, Beitang Cangjue had to ask this question.
In front of him, the man who was the head of the crowd and looked like a butler pondered for a moment before replying in a cautious tone: "I was a little farther away at that time and could only see the outline. Is it true?"
, cannot be confirmed. However, Zhuang Wudao's mysterious power does have the power to capture dragons and tigers. This is true. Mo Yun was 150 feet away and was sucked back by Zhuang Wudao. However,
One punch can shock you to death. This kind of force, even if it is a real dragon-capturing power, is nothing more than that."
"That should be it!"
Beitang Cang Jue nodded slightly with satisfaction: "Interesting, this Zhuang Wudao is really interesting. In other words, only one of the six Qi Practitioners who participated in the ambush this time escaped. A group of armored soldiers also
Most of them dead?"
"yes!"
The steward bowed again and said: "I have witnessed with my own eyes that this man is invulnerable to swords and has excellent boxing skills. On the battlefield, he indeed has the power of an ancient overlord."
"Is that so? I saw him right! So what happens now? I heard from you that he was poisoned and passed out. Will there be any hidden diseases?"
"Probably not. I have checked his pulse. The poison is not deep and can be discharged in three to five days. However, this child's body is overflowing with energy and blood and it is difficult to suppress it. When he wakes up this time, it will take at most half a month to become a real person.
Yuan."
"True essence? Qi training realm?"
Beitang Cang Jue chuckled, turned his head and asked, "What do you think of this person?"
This question was directed at Beitang Qin.
Beitang Qin's expression had been changing as early as when he listened to everyone's narration. When he heard the words, his breath suddenly suffocated. Then he curtsied with a slight shame: "Miss and Mr. have a keen eye for knowing people. With this Zhuang Wu
The truth is. The day when our Beitang family will solemnly cross the city is right in front of us. This person can indeed be treated with the courtesy of a national scholar, but Qin'er was rude before."
"Exclusive?"
Beitang Cang Jue shook his head and said: "With the temperament of the old man from the Gu Yue family, he will not let it go. If the ambush strategy fails, there must be a backup plan, just wait. It is wrong to say that I know people with my sharp eyes.
I never expected that Zhuang Wudao's power could break through the killing situation and kill Feng San on his own. This is really a variable, which makes people look forward to it, but also makes it difficult and difficult!"
"However, Zhuang Wudao's talent in martial arts, coupled with his ability to capture the dragon, seems to be enough to make an exception for the Wu Jing Gym." The person who reminded him was the steward.
Beitang Qin's eyebrows jumped. This was indeed true. Zhuang Wudao was of a clean family background and had no family ties behind him. He was able to cultivate three top skills to a level close to the first level. This man's understanding of martial arts was of course needless to say.
It was exactly the type that Li Chen Sect liked the most when it started recruiting disciples, and he always received preferential treatment.
The dragon-capturing power can restrain all those who are good at spiritual arts and most of the spiritual weapons in the world. Even if Zhuang Wudao's cultivation qualifications are insufficient, it is enough for the Lichen Sect to make an exception and recruit him. There is no need to participate in the big competition and take risks with
Disciples from many aristocratic families in Yuecheng competed for it.
But Beitang Cang Jue didn't care: "Nothing! Since he has already boarded the ship, it will be difficult for him to get off. And he made an exception to recruit people who joined the Lichen Sect. Due to the rules of the sect, unless he achieves the golden elixir, he will have to spend his whole life.
None of them can be true. This boy is intelligent and ambitious, so he should naturally know how to make a decision."
After saying this, Beitang Cangjue held the tea cup in his hand and rubbed the edge of the cup carefully with his fingers. His eyes flickered, as if he was pondering something, and finally he smiled and stopped thinking about it.
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When Gu Yue Minghui arrived at the Gu Yue family's mansion, he found that Gu Yue Tianfang and Gu Yue Qingrong had returned before him.
Both of them were sitting in the dark lobby. Although it was dark, there were no lights on. One of them closed his eyes and meditated, playing the piano without saying a word. The other was in a state of absent-mindedness and his face was pale.
"Grandfather, father!"
Gu Yueming saw the ceremony and said with a guilty voice, "It's the child's incompetence that makes you two worried."
"What does it have to do with you?"
Gu Yue Qingrong said in a low voice: "My Gu Yue family has tried its best, but we can't do anything about that kid. What can you do? Your grandfather and I didn't expect this kid's capabilities, let alone you? Don't talk about this.
It’s imaginary. The most urgent task is how to respond!”
Gu Yue Tianfang also opened his eyes and said with a calm expression: "It's a blessing, not a curse. Things in this world can only happen if you are not prepared. Even though everything failed today, I have gained a little bit by knowing this person's background. I really can't wait until the big day."
When you compete, you are caught off guard. Let me ask you, against this village, what are your chances of winning now?"
"Before today's battle, I had 70%. After today's battle, it will be four or six, and I will be six and he will be four."
Gu Yueming made no secret of the fact that he might not be Zhuang Wudao's enemy. After thinking carefully for a moment, he said again: "If he generates true energy and steps into the realm of Qi training, the situation will be different. The child's chance of winning is only four.
become."
Gu Yue Qingrong frowned: "I heard that Zhuang Wudao today had a pair of fleshy palms and killed more than 170 people in a row. Of the six Qi practitioners present, as many as five died. If it weren't for poisoning
If you faint, even the last person can't escape. Ming'er, are you really confident that you have a 30 to 40 percent chance of winning?"
A son is better than a father. Although Gu Yue Qingrong was a pure person, he also knew that in such a killing situation, it would be impossible for Gu Yueming to survive. Even if he could only support himself for half an hour, it would be difficult.
Gu Yueming seemed to have expected it, and explained with a smile: "Father, this big comparison skill is different from fighting on the battlefield. Zhuang Wudao's big monument smashing hand and Liuhe Xingyiquan are both strong and quick, focusing on short and straight strikes.
Enter, there is no need to move around the turning point, especially suitable for fighting one against the crowd. This child also has the power to defeat the Demon Rhinoceros. If they meet head-on on the battlefield, I am afraid that the child will not be able to survive even thirty rounds. But if it is changed to
On the stage, the situation is completely different."
Gu Yue Qingrong thought carefully, and the situation was really like this. If it were a wider place, Mr. Mo Da and his group might not die so easily under Zhuang Wudao's fleshy palm.
"Fourty percent is too little!"
Gu Yue Tianfang tapped his fingers rhythmically on the coffee table beside him, and said without doubt: "The Nine Refining Heart-Building Pills treasured by the clan can be used. But even if we increase the cultivation level of the second floor tomorrow, we can't use it."
In the middle stage of Qi training, the chance of winning is at most 70%, which is still far from enough. We need to find another way to make it foolproof——"
When talking about this, Gu Yue Tianfang once again adopted a test-oriented tone: "Today, it is no longer feasible to scare the snake and ambush the enemy. Tomorrow, what plan do you have to solve the danger of my Gu Yue family today?"
Gu Yueming said without hesitation: "My child has four strategies. One of them is to withdraw from this competition. Please ask for the grace of Master Wu Jing Lichen and get a special entry. However, my child cannot become a true disciple. It will not be of much help to our clan."
Benefit. The second strategy is to completely muddy the water, or to bring in strong reinforcements from outside, or to manipulate the venue of the Lichen Competition. Then the child may not face Zhuang Wudao before the top three are decided. However, this method,
But it will also make my Gu Yue family become the target of public criticism in Yue City. However, although this strategy is not feasible, it can still be used as a threat. Whether it is the Xia family of Baibing, or the Lin and Kong families, the Beitang family in Yue City will never be seen alone.
Da. It shouldn't be difficult to arrange a good opponent for Zhuang Wudao. The fourth strategy is that the child should try his best to open another spiritual aperture within these three months. If I have some humble opinions, please ask my grandfather to correct me."
A smile finally appeared on Gu Yue Tianfang's face, with admiration in his eyes: "If none of these four strategies are feasible? What will you do?"
"The blood of the Gu Yue family flows in the child's body, so he will not be timid!"
Gu Yueming still spoke softly, but what he said contained an unshakable determination. He smiled with a sharp smile: "With such an opponent, the child will not feel lonely in Yue City!"
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In the far north country, above the ice fields and snowy peaks,
"——The fate of the past has been broken long ago. What I seek is the avenue of immortality, and the boundless power. I can go to heaven and earth, and I can control this world, be carefree, and be omnipotent. I am not entangled in the filial piety of my parents.
,Mediocre, wasting this life——"
"Xi'er, Xi'er, when you knew that I was faking my death, you should have known my true feelings. Why did you have to come all the way from Soochow to find me? If I want to enter the Tao, I need to cut off all the connections in the world. Everything in the world,
It has nothing to do with me anymore. The money left behind is enough for you, mother and son, to survive this life. Why bother?"
"You should go back. My name is Chongyangzi now, not your husband Shen Jue."
"Lier'er has a fifth-grade qualification. If you are willing to keep him, I can give him a future. Shu'er will also treat him kindly,"
It was a woman in goose-yellow clothes, holding a four-year-old child, standing in the snowy field with the cold wind howling,
The woman was beautiful, but she kept coughing, and her temperament was delicate. However, her eyes were bright and firm, with unusual persistence.
The child, on the other hand, looked at a young man in Taoist attire in front of him with astonishment and disbelief. The look of admiration and longing in his eyes had not yet receded.
This man was dressed in a green shirt, with a shining fairy sword at his feet. He had an extraordinary temperament, a fairy-like spirit, and a stalwart figure. However, what he said in his mouth was even colder and biting than the cold wind on the top of the mountain.
of words.
And right behind this 'Chongyangzi', there is an equally beautiful woman, elegantly dressed, standing with a smile on her face, and a friendly face. She is also holding a child by the hand, and her appearance is vaguely similar to Zhuang Wudao's.
Similar, but about twelve years old, looking at the mother and son in front of her with ridicule in her eyes.
The woman in the yellow skirt stared blankly, her eyes at first in disbelief, and then turned into self-mockery. Finally, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped on the snow, which was particularly dazzling.
"Mother, mother--"
Zhuang Wudao's heart tightened, he shouted loudly, and woke up from his sleep. However, he found that he was in his bedroom, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.