Chapter 43 Sweeping away the dragon and the snake drunk with ink
Rong Jin's expression changed drastically, and the case in front of him flashed.
He only felt that the fetal breath stuck to the bottom of the bottle was like a mud cow entering the sea. It was only taken by Chen Heng and disappeared without trace.
"Is it possible that he really is a disciple of some great sect?! But what kind of Qi training technique is this..."
There is no room for thinking anymore.
A room of electric light and flint.
Rong Jin saw the wine bottle rushing towards the door. He hurriedly picked up the fetal breath and grabbed it with his hands. However, with just one touch, the wine bottle burst open under his horrified gaze!
"not good?!"
Rong Jin hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves to prevent the wine from splashing on the door. However, the wine only swayed slightly and then started to circle and dance in the air, like a silver snake playing in the water, swimming around, filling the whole hall with the mellow fragrance.
overflow.
"You are so ambitious that you can stride swiftly and strode through the clouds. You are a person who is superhuman in this world and can break a branch as fast as you can."
He took another three steps forward, and with each step, the rapier circled faster and faster. Finally, after sixteen intertwining reciprocations, his breath flickered, and he suddenly slashed down!
So, until half an hour later.
Afterwards, he led Chen Heng to a clean three-story building, gave instructions to the palace maids, and left with a smile on his face, saying goodbye happily.
While everyone was in a state of confusion, Chen Heng shook his head silently, but he couldn't help but feel regretful.
In just a moment, the cup of tea landed in a completely black attic. Just as Chen Heng was about to push down the light, Rong Tuo grabbed his sleeves.
Rong Tuo and Rong Xuantao were also silent, facing each other, only in shock.
With just one breath of fetal breath, you can do such tricks with a cup of wine, and also cut through Rong Jin's wind-breathing technique in one breath?
"It will all come to light when everything is over. Unfortunately, the fun of drinking has run out today, so what should we do?"
At that moment, it seemed that he was only a thin layer of gauze away from the "ten steps and one kill". With just one poke, he could pierce through it. From then on, his sword practice was promoted to a new world.
"Disperse!"
Chen Heng's expression was calm and he responded: "Thank you very much."
Chen Heng only glanced at it and frowned secretly: "What a mess."
What can I watch in half an hour?
As for Chen Heng.
After putting the golden legal deed into the Qiankun bag, Chen Heng hugged Rong Tuo and said with a smile:
"I wonder what kind of geographical features are hidden in my friend's library. Can you allow me to take a look?"
"I have memorized it all and know it by heart."
Chen Heng put away his thoughts and just looked over, his expression neither lustful nor arrogant:
Such a vigorous and powerful fetal breath!
So razor sharp!
What level of Qi training did he take part in?!
If this person is not a disciple of the great sect, then who else deserves the title of disciple of the great sect?
He communicated with Jin Chan with his mind and entered the Realm of One True Dharma. After remembering every word in his mind, he retreated and continued to the next book.
Seeing him walking into the attic without changing his expression, Rong Tuo was a little confused and froze in place.
He didn't move, and Rong Jin didn't move either. They stayed silent for a long time, until Rong Jin's face turned red. He thought Chen Heng was deliberately trying to humiliate him, and was just about to evaporate the drink without hesitation.
Rong Jin and others were all frightened. They took a breath and struck out, but before they could get close, the rapiers had already crossed and flown far away, completing half a circle.
In the eyes of the boy, Chen Heng just looked at the bamboo book and was stunned for a few seconds, then put it down again and picked up the next volume.
Chen Heng laughed loudly and kicked the table in front of him to the ground, causing the cups, plates and bowls to jingle.
At this time, Rong Jin no longer cared about the disciples of the great sect or the generals of the Zhu Kingdom. The murderous intention weighed on his heart like a big stone. His hands trembled rapidly like wheels, and when his throat moved, he suddenly blew out
There was a strong wind.
"The pen is dipped in the mountains and rivers, the hand is touching the latitude of the elephant, and I am smiling proudly in the wind and clouds into the magnificent title."
After asking for advice several times in a row, Rong Tuo finally felt helpless and pointed in a certain direction.
With this sound, the three rapiers condensed by wine fell to the ground without strength, dripping down and splashing half of Rong Jin's legs.
After this, there is no longer any difference.
Chen Heng raised his head and pointed his hand.
Rong Tuo sneered in his throat, but before he could finish laughing, Chen Heng had already taken hold of him and turned into a ray of light, soaring into the sky and flying straight into the sky.
Rong Tuo couldn't hold it back any longer and laughed heartily. He didn't take it seriously, he just thought Chen Heng was joking.
"Fellow Taoist, how many have you written down?" Rong Tuo looked at his expression and asked:
He stayed like this for an unknown amount of time until a deep sigh from Rong Tuo next to him brought him back from his daze.
Rong Tuo's face tightened.
The two parties quickly reached an agreement and signed a legal contract and made an oath on the basis of one thousand talisman coins, five days of practice time in the "Jade Cell Mother Pond" and Tong Gaolu's spiritual resources.
Rong Jin was devastated, his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.
Behind the thin sword, Chen Heng also closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in a daze, unable to move.
Chen Heng smiled slightly, raised his fetal breath, and escaped from the light a little faster.
Do you want to see my Rong family’s Taoist skills?!
He stared at the bamboo mask and wanted to ask sharply, wasn't it clear that there were three conditions?
But being caught by Chen Heng's power just now, he was unable to say anything and hesitated.
"This is..."The Spear and the Phoenix's Unbreakable Tactics"?"
Chen Heng looked at Rong Tuo's overjoyed look and shook his head.
After the sudden spiritual light dissipated, it was as if there was an abyss across the sky, and the tentacles could only reach the dark and dark depths.
"Although there are not many Taoist skills, there are quite a lot of mortal martial arts, military books, pharmacopoeia, etc. Taoist friends, don't be spoiled for choice. You may have picked the wrong one..."
"how?"
With a faint sigh.
But it’s just the distance of this thin layer of paper.
"I'm not lying... I really remembered everything."
Taking a closer look, I saw three thin swords condensed with wine hanging quietly three inches away from my eyes. The aroma was tantalizing and unspeakable.
Chen Heng lightly touched the thin air with his hand, and the size of the rapier was reduced by several percent. However, with this contraction, the sharp power became much stronger, like a sharp sword with killing intent.
.
"Only half an hour!"
"Fellow Taoist is really a virtuous gentleman. He loves me so much. I really deserve it."
He did not need the service of the maids, he just climbed up to the top floor, locked the door, found a big ebony chair and sat down on his own, immersing his mind in the One True Dharma Realm.
Chen Heng sighed:
"Do you know that I am a thin-skinned person, so I don't speak out because I am afraid of damaging my ambition? It doesn't matter. I already know the purpose of your friend who wants to give me Taoism. Don't worry about me. Please do it to your heart's content. Don't let it happen.
Good intentions in vain."
With a stern look, he grabbed Chen Heng and said, "No matter what, fellow Taoist can only watch for half an hour!"
"Does my glass of wine still taste good?"
…
After Chen Heng nodded slightly to the boy, he ignored him and picked up a bamboo book in his hand, flipping through it.
When Rong Tuo was so anxious that he couldn't help but break in the door, Chen Heng walked out of the attic slowly, his expression calm as usual.
The long stream like a silver snake split into three strands and condensed into the shape of a thin sword made of water. It puffed out light and fell towards the three of them in the air.
He had never experienced the life-and-death fight between monks in the same realm like this. For a moment, even his soul drifted away, as if falling into the clouds and mist.
"Mocking the blue wall, sweeping away dragons and snakes drunk with ink, dancing and wandering..."
Half an hour...
There was a moment of dead silence in the hall, and everyone was silent. After a long time, only Rong Jin sighed, clapped his hands, and prostrated himself on the ground:
"Sir, you can conquer the country!"
"..."
But in just a moment, he heard bursts of tearing sounds like tearing silk, the sharp energy was chilling, and the strong wind was chopped to pieces in one breath! He saw only three points of miserable water piercing his pupils!
"Make a ladder in the middle of the moon..."
After opening the door, I saw only two rows of bookshelves with jade slips and bamboo silks arranged neatly on them. There was a bright candle shining in the corner, and there was a boy with a vicissitudes of life standing guard in front of the candle.
But at this time, he looked respectful and turned a blind eye to the dirt on his body.
So, one day suddenly.
In that vast and empty space, Chen Heng's body suddenly trembled, and streams of air flowed around, making various loud sounds like bells, chimes, and dragons rolling down like waterfalls and waves.
"It's done!"
Chen Heng smiled and stretched out his hand to catch the airflow and said to himself.
Thanks to the Demon Advent Office for the 500-point reward, and to No One Singing Dafeng for the 100-point reward.