Chapter 365: The life of a loser does not need explanation
Tian Boguang helped Wang Xuan up from the ground, grabbed his shoulders and shook him roughly, "Wake up, wake up, isn't he really dead?"
"Papa~!"
The two big mouths swiped hard, but seeing that Wang Xuan still had no reaction, Tian Boguang looked panicked and raised his hand again to continue slapping. At this moment, Wang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes widened.
It was as if a bolt of lightning struck.
"call!!"
A qi sword spurted out from his mouth and headed straight towards Shetian Boguang's face.
Tian Boguang was startled by Wang Xuan who suddenly opened his eyes. He subconsciously jumped behind him and barely managed to dodge the air sword, almost getting slapped all over his face.
"Ah~!"
"It hurts me so much, breathe in, breathe in, it's his grandma's fault!" Wang Xuan put his hands behind his back and started sweating all over his body. Starting from his cheeks to his toes, all the muscles in his body were trembling.
This time the divine power assistance has been running for too long. Although Wang Xuan has gradually become accustomed to this kind of pain by using divine power to assist his practice in the past two years, it only lasts for one night at a time on weekdays.
This time it took a full five days, and because after the trip to Kunlun Mountain, Wang Xuan's mental state was greatly improved, and he could temporarily leave the body for internal vision, which also allowed him to temporarily escape the side effects of divine power training - pain.
, Therefore, the system upgraded Wang Xuan's newly developed meridians to the previous level in one go.
In five days, it was developed to the level of the previous two years at once. Although the effect was indeed outstanding, but... without preparation, after the spirit returned to the body, Wang Xuan suffered ten times the pain before!
Fortunately, his spirit was much stronger than before, so he was not stimulated to death by the sudden pain. However, even so, he had just fallen into a coma.
Tian Boguang's shaking and loud mouth did make him wake up early, but it didn't matter at all. In his daze, Wang Xuan felt as if someone was whipping him?
His arms were shaking so much that Wang Xuan couldn't hold himself up and lay on the stone floor. He panted for a while before he slowly recovered.
Tian Boguang looked at Wang Xuan who was struggling to sit up and laughed loudly: "I knew that the master would not suddenly die. He scared me just now!"
"Really?" Wang Xuan looked at Tian Boguang with some suspicion, "Why did I feel like someone hit me just now?"
Tian Boguang's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly remembered the slap in Wang Xuan's mouth just now...
Day, it’s broken!
Having been with Wang Xuan for so long, he knows Wang Xuan very well as a person. Even though he appears to be very big-hearted to the outside world, he is actually a very vindictive person. The most important thing is that he is also very bad. He often deceives and kills people.
I’ve done this once or twice before helping someone count the money after selling him...
If Wang Xuan knew that he slapped him loudly...just thinking about it would make me sweat!
"No, no, no!" Tian Boguang shook his head violently, "I was watching right next to you. There are no outsiders here. How could anyone hit you? Absolutely not!"
Wang Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. If there is no outsider, then it is you, you bastard. If you dare to hit me secretly, just wait, hit me, and I will ruin your life... It must be done.
Master Dingyi is marrying you!
must!
"That's good. Maybe it's my misunderstanding. Let's get some food. There won't be some wild animals in this valley, right?" Wang Xuan said nonchalantly, as if he really believed it.
Tian Boguang hurriedly turned around and left. He turned around and secretly let out a breath. Then he secretly glanced back at Wang Xuan. Seeing that there was no other reaction from the other party, he continued to accelerate into the dense forest.
There are still some animals in the valley, and they are basically herbivorous animals. With Tian Boguang's lightness skills, he can catch some game easily.
Wang Xuan sat down tremblingly and began to perform the Nine Yang Magic Skill. The muscle pain in his body has not gone away. Using internal force to help treat it will speed up the recovery process.
After eight weeks of walking, I felt much better. At least my whole body no longer felt like it was falling apart, and I had regained some strength.
When I opened my eyes at this time, I saw that several fat rabbits had been roasted on the fire. The fat was falling continuously on the fire, making a sound of "bah, bah", and there was a smell of barbecue.
Coming to the nose.
Following Wang Xuan these years, Tian Boguang has opened his eyes to all kinds of delicacies. This time he brought a lot of seasonings with him when he went out. Although his skills were not very good, the roasted rabbit was equally delicious.
Wang Xuan was not polite. He grabbed the wooden stick on which the rabbit was skewered and started to skewer it like his favorite mutton skewers.
After picking up four rabbits in a row, weighing about 20 kilograms, I felt comfortable in my stomach. I exhaled with satisfaction and lay on the stone slab to bask in the sun.
He slept in a daze for a whole day, and when he woke up, it was already noon the next day. Wang Xuan got up and stretched his muscles. His whole body was rattling and he felt extremely comfortable. Yesterday's fatigue was swept away.
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Looking at Tian Boguang who was practicing his sword, Wang Xuan put a smile on his lips, walked to the nearby area, took out his horse-cutting sword from the space and shouted: "Come on, let's practice!"
Tian Boguang put away his sword and stood there, concentrating. He usually sparred with Wang Xuan a lot. As time went by, he gradually got used to Wang Xuan's violent sword skills.
Although Wang Xuan came here to do some Nine-Yang Magic Skill, even Tian Boguang would not believe how much progress Wang Xuan could make in less than ten days. When the Magic Skill is like Chinese cabbage, you can eat it by stir-frying it!
In that case, he wrote his name backwards!
Seeing that Tian Boguang was serious but didn't take it too seriously, Wang Xuan secretly laughed in his heart, "You bastard, I told you to beat me up." The Nine Yang Divine Art was filled with strong internal energy, and he stepped hard on the ground with his feet.
'boom!'
There was a louder noise than before, and Wang Xuan took a step more than ten meters away. He flashed in front of Tian Boguang at a speed far beyond Tian Boguang's expectation, and slashed down with the mountain-like momentum of the sword in his hand.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tian Boguang was so frightened that he shouted out, stepped on the three fold clouds and used it, and retreated in an attempt to avoid, but then he screamed again.
The vigorous and masculine technique of Nine Yang Divine Skill is indeed suitable for Wang Xuan's temperament. Its explosive power is not a little bit stronger than Wanli Huangsha Jue. Tian Boguang runs fast, and Wang Xuan chases him not too slowly. The sword force has been firmly locked on Tian Boguang.
There is absolutely no way to hide.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Tian Boguang gritted his teeth, and the long knife in his hand erupted into a series of continuous knife shadows. "Dang, dang, dang..." He hit the same position of the horse-cutting sword more than twenty times in a row. He tried his best to release the force, but was finally shocked.
He flew backwards for more than ten meters, choked on his breath and couldn't get up for a long time.
Wang Xuan was unreasonable and chased after him with two long strides. His figure was not at all graceful and elegant. Instead, he had a violent feeling like a tiger descending from the mountain. His momentum was huge, and the sword in his hand did not change. It was just a slash.
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The changes in moves are just to find loopholes to kill the enemy, and they are ever-changing. But for Wang Xuan, cutting is enough. As long as you can't avoid me and confront me head-on, who will Wang Xuan be afraid of?
After more than a month of traveling to the Kunlun Mountains, Wang Xuan's sword power not only contained the original domineering aura, but also contained a majestic aura that was as immovable as a mountain. The essence of it is to crush and use force to defeat cleverness.
Under the general trend, who can stop it!
Tian Boguang couldn't figure out how Wang Xuan suddenly became so powerful. He had the strength of a first-class master. The most hateful thing was that this kind of tactics was Tian Boguang's nemesis.
The strength of his sword skills lies in the complex changes and speed. Whether after blocking or dodging, the changes in sword skills are so dazzling that it is hard to guard against. However, when fighting Wang Xuan, all the changes are useless.
You hit yours, I'll hit mine, you can change it in a thousand ways, I'll strike with my own sword, it's impossible to dodge, it's impossible to block, I can only unload my force as fast as possible, this special
Who can withstand it?
After three stabs, Tian Boguang's arm was numb and painful, and he could hardly lift the knife. He turned around and ran away with a scream. Damn, if you can't beat me, why can't you run away?
Come on, catch up with me if you have the guts!
It’s just that he seems to have gone, and Wang Xuan, his Qinggong style, can also...
I was too weak to catch up before, but now...
"I told you to run!"
"boom!"
"ah!"
"Still running!"
"boom!"
"ah!"
"Let you hit me secretly!"
"Ah~ It's unfair, I thought you were dead!"
"If you beat me even after I die, you are going to whip my corpse!"
"Ah~! I want to save you!"
"Haha, I'm saving you now too!"
"ah……"
A moment later, Tian Boguang was caught back with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He had a look of despair on his face. He couldn't run away like this. He couldn't live this life!!
In fact, it's not that Wang Xuan's Qing Gong is really better than Tian Boguang's. Wang Xuan simply can't master this set of Qing Gong, but his internal strength is now one step ahead of Tian Boguang's, so the two are evenly matched.
"How is it possible, Master? How could you become so powerful all at once!" This is not in line with common sense. After entering Huajin, Tian Boguang obviously felt that his qualifications had improved, and his internal strength had a chance to improve. Even now, due to the physical body
His control is even more subtle, and his combat prowess has already reached the top level.
But compared to Wang Xuan, there is still a huge gap in combat effectiveness.
After honing his internal strength, it was unimaginable how much his combat power had improved. He had jumped to a big level.
"If you think the Nine-Yang Divine Art is fake, there are a lot of people in this world, but there are not many who can compare with the Nine-Yang Divine Art, and even fewer who surpass it."
"Even if it's a peerless magic skill, it can't be learned so quickly. This..."
"Am I an ordinary person?"
Wang Xuan looked so matter-of-fact that Tian Boguang choked to death.
"When I get back, I will write down the Nine Yang Divine Skill silently for you, and you will know it after you practice it yourself."
Tian Boguang was deeply moved by Wang Xuan's understatement and indifference. In his eyes, Wang Xuan's understatement was because he didn't want to make him feel owed a favor.
However, it would be strange if this kind of peerless secret book were to be circulated in the world, and it would not cause a bloody storm. No matter who gets it, it will not be generously given to others for reference.
In Tian Boguang's view, Wang Xuan's behavior was the greatest trust and affirmation in him, and it was natural to work hard for him.
Wang Xuan, who was teaching martial arts, never thought that the divine power was only that of the Sea Goddess. Once it was used up, there would be no place to replenish it. If it was not necessary, it would be best to copy such secret books and the like.
This trip to the Kunlun Mountains for the two of them was a perfect ending. The reason why they said this was that Wang Xuan had unexpected gains.
He simply thought that there was Jiuyang Nerve here, but he never expected that after entering it into the system, there was actually a Poison Classic and a Medical Classic. Although these two could not improve his personal combat effectiveness, they were indeed real medical works.
, if it is popularized, it will be more helpful to ordinary people. There are only a few people who can practice something like Nine Yang Magic, so it has no promotion value.
Yes, the Poison Classic is also considered a medical work, and there is no distinction between medicine and poison.
After packing up their things, the two of them prepared to return home.
…
In Huashan Mountain, for a month, Yue Buqun went to the back mountain to cross the cliff every three days. One was to record the swordsmanship secrets of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and the other was to teach Linghu Chong.
After all, he is not young anymore, and the next generation of leaders must be trained. If the leader of a martial arts sect is not good at martial arts, he will not be able to take advantage of him.
More than half a month later, after recording the sword skills, Yue Buqun began to prepare to expand the Huashan Sect.
Wang Xuan got 100,000 taels of silver, all in cash. After all, there was poor communication between the north and the south. Banknotes from a large bank were generally only accepted in one area. It was too far from Fujian to Shaanxi, and there was no bank in the Ming Dynasty that could handle it.
The stall is so big.
One hundred thousand taels of silver is ten thousand kilograms. There is no way Yue Buqun could take it away at once. Besides, he didn't want to be discovered, so Wang Xuan sent someone to escort the silver separately, divided into ten trips, and mixed with other goods.
transported here.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The first batch of silver arrived some time ago, and he secretly hid it. This time he went down the mountain to use part of it to order more grain and meat.
Class replenishes Huashan's inventory.
Youdao is poor in literature and rich in martial arts, and those who practice martial arts are all big-bellied men. After all, strength must be derived from food. Even though there are only more than 20 disciples in Huashan, each of them can consume as much as five strong laborers.
, the most egregious thing is that these people are not engaged in production, only consumption without output...
There were thirty people in total, which was very expensive, and the Huashan sect was really poor now, and could only survive on the more than a thousand acres of fertile farmland at the foot of the mountain.
As for various rare medicinal materials...the best ones can be collected in Huashan Mountain. If they are not available...then they have no choice but to have them!
It is impossible to buy it, there is no money!
In order to manage the operation of Huashan, Yue Buqun can be said to have broken his heart. Otherwise, with the magic of Zixia Magic and his own talent, he would never be as strong as he is now.
Of course, now that you have money, everything is different. Damn it, you can buy double the amount of meat, it’s so delicious, and you can buy whatever medicinal ingredients you need, you just have money, you can do whatever you want...
Well, Yue Buqun, who was used to searching, couldn’t bear to part with it...
After making an agreement with the merchant and handing over the money, Yue Buqun turned around and left. He had other things to do. He went to the nearby villages and counties to look for martial arts seedlings. He couldn't rely on others for this matter.
The person doing the trick should have good looks, be older, and look like a fairy, otherwise the other party will think you are a human trafficker!
With the way Linghu Chong and the others look like, it's hard to win people's trust. After all, they are ordinary people, and they don't know what Linghu Chong is like!
Moreover, you have to be picky about your age. If you are an orphan, it’s okay, otherwise you need the consent of the other person’s family.
Generally speaking, no one from a relatively wealthy family would agree to come out to learn martial arts. Wouldn't it be better to study the Four Books and Five Classics if you have the spare time? If you take the exam to become a scholar or something, the whole family will stand out immediately, so why bother to learn martial arts and fight with others all day long?
Those who kill and kill may die without a burial place.
It is said that learning martial arts can strengthen the body and prolong life, but at the end of the day, there are only a few people who can live longer, and most of them died halfway.
After five days of going down the mountain this time, we once again managed to recruit fourteen similar seedlings. Now there are more than seventy disciples. Seeing the prosperity of Huashan, Yue Buqun has been smiling more and more recently.
On the other side, when the one-month period was over, Linghu Chong rushed down the mountain like a wild boar that had taken off its reins. The reason why he was so impatient was to go to the bottom of the mountain to find some wine. If he didn't find some wine to drink, he might not be able to do it.
So hungry and thirsty!
When we arrived at the restaurant at the foot of the mountain, the waiter was very familiar with the famous Linghu Hero. He greeted him in a high voice, "Hey, Linghu Hero, it's been a long time. It's been a few months now, and it's still the same."
Are there rules?"
"As long as you can talk, it's the same old rules." He said and threw out a silver coin in a cool manner.
I found a seat in the middle of the hall, hugged my fists and exchanged pleasantries with the familiar drinkers around me.
Linghu Chong's name is quite useful at the foot of Huashan Mountain. He has a good reputation and many acquaintances.
A large jar of wine was served, and a few random dishes were paired with it. Linghu Chong began to drink heavily until the afternoon. He drank three jars of wine and became extremely drunk.
The two waiters were also used to it. One raised his hands and the other raised his feet. They finally got it into the guest room, threw it on the bed and left it alone.
Normally, this hero would sleep until the next morning.
Maybe he had been holding it in for a month and drank too much all at once. In the middle of the night, Linghu Chong was woken up by the urine. He ran to the latrine to vent his anger, and then walked back comfortably.
When I got downstairs, I suddenly heard voices. I subconsciously calmed down and heard clearly, "The news has been confirmed. The third brother will be executed at noon tomorrow. Please tell me what to do!"