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Chapter 142 Brothers Bureau, Confucian scholar Su Mo

The last level is at the foot of the mountain, the Heavenly King Challenge, and you can go out after finishing it.

Li Dingxun met an unexpected opponent.

Li Zhongshou, his second brother.

"Brother, you are finally willing to come out."

"Second brother, long time no see."

In a family of four children, the second child got along with the eldest brother the most. Until Li Zhongshou was taken to discipline by Shi Minghua, they would chat for a while every day. Relatively speaking, the third and fourth children did not have a deep friendship with their eldest brother. The two younger ones still

I like my second brother more.

The two brothers stand opposite each other. Although they have similar looks, they have completely different temperaments.

After all, Li Dingxun is older and as tall as a barrier.

Li Zhongshou was energetic, lively, and had a pair of eyes with a cold light that made people feel frightened.

"If the eldest brother wants to go out, he has to pass the test of his younger brother, but I will not show mercy." The rough education gave this boy a strong unruly wildness. He is keen to challenge everything, eager to win, and indifferent to emotions.

Li Dingxun shook his head, "Boy, it's still a little bit worse."

"Brother, you can't achieve great things by working behind closed doors. As a younger brother, I have won hundreds of games in a row in the pure land arena, and I am known as a master of the Iron Lion with the Golden Palm."

"What an unpleasant nickname."

Li Zhongshou smiled slightly and was not annoyed. He continued to use words to weaken his elder brother's momentum.

After breaking two levels in a row, Li Dingxun must be in a good state of mind. He must suppress this anger, otherwise it will be difficult to influence him later.

"I can chat with you more, brother, but you'd better hurry up. I don't want to go out in the dark."

"In that case." Li Zhongshou leaned over, a pair of pale golden palms hidden under his ribs, "Take the move!"

boom!

Li Zhongshou jumped forward and the thick limestone bricks were crushed to pieces, like a lion attacking a sheep. In an instant, he rushed in front of Li Dingxun and struck out with his palm!

Hit the face with the right palm and hit the abdomen with the left palm.

Secret fifth level, lion-like gold sand palm. The flesh palm is hammered like fine steel, the palm force is powerful and powerful, breaking stone and jade as easily. An ordinary martial artist will be torn into pieces after receiving this palm.

"Too slow." Li Dingxun swayed and appeared behind Li Zhongshou.

Zhong Shou gritted his teeth, stepped on the mountain step, and leaned back.

Li Dingxun stepped back slightly, getting out of the way of the struggling arm. Just as he was about to end this farce, he heard a loud noise in his ears.

"Roar!" Li Zhongshou used the lion's roar skill, his eyes widened, and a mountain-like lion seemed to appear behind him. He opened his bloody mouth and roared like a landslide.

The disciples who were watching were fighting with each other, and the hall masters nodded secretly.

God beats!

Li Dingxun froze as if he was shocked.

Li Zhongshou grinned, "Brother, it's true as his father said, you are just a talent and will never make it big."

Just release your palm and click as far as it will go.

Then the two looked at each other.

Li Zhongshou was horrified, and his eldest brother gave him an appreciative look.

"Not bad."

Speak softly.

But like thunder.

With one kick, Li Zhongshou flew out of the ring.

Li Biguang, who had been standing nearby and watching, laughed loudly, went up to the stage and patted his son's broad shoulder. Only then did he realize in a daze that the little Douding was now almost as tall as him.

"Boy, that's great! How far have you mastered the Kung Fu skills I gave you?" The sect leader gave Li Dingxun a share of all the Kung Fu skills of the Lion Sect. As for Li Dingxun, he, as a father, had no idea how far he had practiced them.

Not sure.

"Internal strength, unique skills, and boxing skills." Li Dingxun's words were concise and concise.

"Well, not bad, that's all right. Look at the salute I've prepared for you."

The so-called luggage is actually a set of super-grade three armor.

The helmet is an iron crouching dragon, the armor is Sheng Yuan's clothing, and the boots are a tiger's eye wheel that can subdue demons.

"What I wore back then was passed down from your grandfather. You can try it on."

Li Dingxun wears armor and this upper body, he looks majestic and majestic like a warrior on the battlefield.

"Okay! King Chu Ba will never be better than my son in his next life! Let's set off now, and bring me a daughter-in-law when we return." Li Biguang laughed, turned and left.

Li Meizheng bid farewell to Li Dingxun and told him to report the situation through the Pure Land every night, and to go home if he was not satisfied with his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Li Dingxun agreed one by one, and finally asked his mother to say goodbye to his younger brothers and sisters on his behalf.

"Tell me, if you haven't practiced enough, don't go out and fight."

"You are the only one who can talk, so get out of here!"

Waving goodbye, Lianhua Mountain has been an evergreen home for fifteen years. The four seasons rotate.



The old ghost said, let the epiphyllum bloom all over the world. In fact, it is not just as simple as the literal meaning.

Li Dingxun thought about what to do.

It is more feasible to ask people from the Pure Land to help him plant lotus flowers. Needless to say, this is a custom in many places. It is a very common practice to offer the Pure Land epiphyllum as an offering.

So I went to those places in the pure land with few people, those evil sects, those deep mountains and old forests.

And, overseas.

There is no pure land in the overseas world.

Those ships that go out to sea say that there is a mysterious land at the end of the world, and ships will come out from the same place after entering it.

The old ghost just hopes that Li Dingxun will travel around the world, with a sword in one hand and night flowers in another hand, chanting the name of the Bodhisattva, and overwhelming all evil spirits and heretics. Let the people of the world prostrate themselves under his majestic appearance, and also experience the peerless martial arts of the Vajra Sect.

However, the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and the journey has to be taken step by step. Let’s settle China first, and then consider going to sea.

Riding a heavy horse, Li Dingxun walked slowly on the mountain path. Of course, the precious armor on his body was put into a box and placed in a small pure land. It was not like the usual fighting posture.

After traveling no more than ten miles, it was getting dark, so he rested in the woods that night.

The next day, they set off at dawn. They thought the horse was too slow, so they dismounted and started running.

People have always been carried by horses, but there was a strange scene of a man carrying a horse along the way.

Holding the horse's belly with his palm, he ran for hundreds of miles. The day was about to end, and he finally saw the smoke from the town in the distance, but he arrived at Lianjiang Station. After finding the station, Li Dingxun asked someone who had recently gone to Jiangbei Blood Valley.

When the team arrived, he learned that it would be half a month later, so he rented a four-story courtyard to stay temporarily and waited for the team to leave.

There is no other reason to go to Blood Valley. It is almost to destroy the sect.

If a knight-errant wants to become famous, the quickest way is to kill.

Killing people naturally brings fame.

If Li Dingxun kills the Blood Cult, everyone in the world will know about him. Then people will plant epiphyllums on mountains and riversides, and people will obey.

Half a month later, get on the convoy and head to Blood Valley.

Of the dozens of people walking along the way, Li Dingxun only really noticed one person.

A Confucian scholar.

A talented Confucian scholar.

"Xiaosheng Su Mo, I have seen this strong man."

"Sir, you are polite."

"Don't dare to be sir."

The two chatted and gradually became familiar with each other.

The Confucian scholar was a disciple of Shangzhen Academy in the capital. He was successful in his studies. After reading thousands of books, he traveled thousands of miles.

Shangzhen Academy was originally the Imperial Academy, and the essence of Confucianism and Taoism in the world was contained in the academy. Later, it also absorbed Taoism and even Buddhism, and it can be regarded as the culmination of the three religions in one.

In the Pure Land, Shangzhen Academy is even more famous, and its status is equivalent to the number one educational institution in the world.

No wonder everyone in the team respected this Su Mo.

Li Dingxun pondered, should I invite him to go to the Blood Sect with me? Scholars can speak well. After I level the cult, I will ask Su Mo to publicize it widely, which will greatly enhance my reputation.


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