Chapter 66: As soon as I meet Jing Tian, ??I will turn into a dragon
"Waiter, cut two pounds of beef and warm a pot of good wine!"
"The imperial court prohibits the private slaughter of farm cattle. It violates the law. Someone comes and takes him down!"
Xiongba, death.
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The above scenario did not happen.
When Xiong Ba sat down, dropped a piece of silver, and made the above request, the waiter at the tea shop immediately became happy and went to cut the beef.
In this era, one ingot of silver is equivalent to 600 yuan in later generations. Think about it, if you give 600 yuan to a waiter at a food stall, he will not be able to serve you well with wine and food?
As for the ban on the sale of beef, it is actually just a verbal decoration. The slaughter of farm cattle has not been allowed in all dynasties. However, not to mention that there is no shortage of cattle and sheep at the banquets of the rich and powerful. Folk beef is also rampant. As long as there is money, it is all
Can't help it.
And educated people, such as Li Bai, would recite a poem when eating beef with fine wine: "It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cows, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time!"
Illiterate people, like Xiong Ba, eat beef with fine wine and nod their heads: "Hmm! It's delicious! It's delicious!"
He ate well, and the atmosphere in the tea shop was also lively.
A few miles away is the capital city, the center of the world. Whether you are studying to gain fame, doing business, or being a martial artist, you can't help but feel a sense of pride and ambition, thinking about your own bright future.
Xiong Ba is an ambitious person. After eating half a plate of beef and drinking strong wine, he felt warm all over and began to look at and listen calmly.
He was looking for an opportunity to get in touch with the powerful people in the capital, recruit troops, and establish his own power.
The battle with Xiong Wu made him realize that no matter how powerful a person's martial arts is, unless he reaches the extreme level of a sword master, who is the best sword in the world, he must control a large force in order to make a difference.
Last year, the ten sects were defeated miserably in Lingyun Cave. The top ten leaders were killed, and the elite elders suffered heavy casualties. The Xiongba was waiting for the opportunity, hoping that chaos would spread in the world, and even counting on Wushuang City to go south.
Nothing happened.
Xiongba was very surprised.
Have times changed?
Is he the only one left among the careerists in the martial arts world?
He doesn't believe it!
Originally, Xiong Ba had already taken his fancy to a martial arts family and wanted to marry the head of the family. It was not a hit-and-run relationship at first sight. The main reason was that the head of the family possessed a unique skill passed down from his family, had a wealth of wealth, was innocent, and had a daughter. This was simply the best stepping stone.
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But after weighing the pros and cons, Xiongba resolutely abandoned this line.
He is a hero with pursuits. A big event like the bloodbath of the ten sects can never happen again. If he misses this village, there will be no shop. In comparison, what is the wealth and martial arts? What is the right way to take advantage of the opportunity to rise?
Xiongba established the first organization in his life, the Money Gang!
I want to use money to pave the way and achieve great things.
Just when the money gang's business was booming, Xiongwu came to kill him.
After a confrontation, the money gang was wiped out.
Not only was his hard work destroyed by Xiong Wu, but his life was almost lost.
Xiongba once wondered if he had taken too big a step, but he opened his bow without any intention of turning back.
It doesn't matter that the money gang is gone. Next, he plans to establish a power gang and rise again while the top ten sects are licking their wounds.
But before that, the scourge of Xiongwu must be solved.
Since Xiongwu's martial arts skills were extremely high, ranking above the top ten masters, Xiongba felt that if he wanted to win, he could only use the imperial power.
Since the change of dynasties, the power of Jianghu has become stronger and stronger, and the prestige of the imperial court has gradually declined until it disappeared.
The various sects in the world dominate the towns and cities without even paying taxes, which is equivalent to countless vassal towns.
I believe that the royal family has long been unable to bear it any longer. It is just that they are not strong enough to have an attack.
"As long as the imperial court officially conflicts with various sects, it will be an opportunity for my power gang!"
Xiongba put the beef into his mouth, chewed it slowly, looked in all directions, and eliminated targets one by one.
The tea shop he chose was the busiest one near Guandao. There were nearly twenty tables, at least half of whom were from the world. They were dressed in elegant clothes, chatted and laughed happily, and everyone spoke nicely, attracting a lot of people.
attention.
But Xiong Ba knows that these are often the good and the beautiful, but those who are taciturn and slow to eat and drink are the real characters.
By the time the plate of beef was nearly finished and people were coming and going, he had already focused his attention on a tall woman occupying a table to herself.
He couldn't see through this person at all, but he felt vaguely familiar.
In a daze, Xiong Ba remembered the time when old man Sanjue was practicing martial arts.
The old man Sanjue once practiced his three skills on the top of the mountain, transforming into a sword of frost and snow, facing the unpredictable sea of clouds and the fierce wind.
The domineering force of the three majestic forces between heaven and earth made everything seem to surrender to him, making Xiongba unforgettable forever.
Now this person seems to be not even as good as the peak martial arts performance of Sanjue Old Man.
I can’t tell you exactly, but it’s just very, very powerful.
Xiongba's eyes flickered, and he suddenly stood up and walked towards the table while holding the half-drunk wine.
He walked around in a circle and deliberately came to the front of the woman to strike up a conversation.
But when the woman raised her head and glanced coldly, Xiong Ba's heart suddenly became excited.
hiss!
These facial features and appearance only appear once every few hundred years!
When he saw the strong and burly back, he was already mentally prepared. After all, it was normal for people in the world to be rugged and heroic, but when compared with the front, he actually felt like a killer from behind!
But Xiongba is Xiongba after all. He calmly sat down opposite and said in a familiar voice: "Friend, it's boring to drink alone. How about having a drink together?"
The woman showed no reaction, as if there was a ball of air in front of her and no one existed at all.
She is none other than the great witch Xiao Jingtian.
After the battle in Wushuang City, Xiao Jingtian did not swim back to Japan in the winter. Instead, he traveled around China to experience the local customs.
Since learning the Four Arts of Hunyuan, due to the fear of Xiao Sanxiao and fear of having their martial arts taken away by their father Gui, the Xiao brothers have been hiding in Japan. They only come to China a handful of times, and each time they come in a hurry and return in a hurry.
But after experiencing the storm, Xiao Jingtian is no longer afraid of Xiao Sanxiao, and even looks forward to a head-on battle with him. Naturally, there is no need to rush back to Japan.
She spent half a year traveling around various places, and then came to the capital.
During the whole process, the realm of Hunyuan's four skills has been gradually improved. Although Wushuang City has lost hundreds of years of skill in the battle, and it will not be replenished for a while, but when it comes to real combat power, it is probably increasing instead of decreasing.
Such a state is close to the pinnacle of this world. Whether a person is sincere or has an ulterior motive can be determined at a glance.
Xiongba's deliberate approach was like a clown, making her completely unwilling to pay attention to him.
This was after a big change in temperament. In the past, Zhang Wu was the elegant and easy-going one during the day, and at night he was the elegant and easy-going Great Demon God. With one punch, his head blossomed.
Of course, even if her temperament changes drastically, Xiao Jingtian is definitely not the Virgin. If the person in front of her still dares to pester her, then go to hell.
Xiongba didn't know how terrifying this man was, but he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart. He closed his mouth tactfully and looked at him carefully.
It was hard to put into words when I first saw it, but it was still hard to say when I saw it again, but the meaning was different.
Although this person looks ugly, he has an indescribable grace. His facial features seem to be magically crafted and harmonious with the heaven and earth. It is a temperament that truly transcends appearance.
Master!
Extremely expert!
You have to flatter yourself!
Xiongba's eyes flashed and he started to drink.
If you want to please the other person, you have to do what they like.
It seems that this person doesn't like to make noise, and blind flattery will only arouse disgust. It is better to think of other ways to get closer.
When the great witch saw that the male tyrant had calmed down, she stopped paying attention and drank the wine in the bowl. Just as she was about to stand up, she suddenly raised her thick eyebrows and looked outside.
After a full ten breaths, Xiongba's expression also changed and he looked outside, but it was already too late.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Figures suddenly appeared from all directions and surrounded the tea shop.
Ordinary people without martial arts skills could not react for a moment, but those people in the world changed their colors when faced with the dragnet.
The next moment, a man in brocade robes with a long, narrow face and no anger or authority walked out and said loudly: "The important criminals are captured at the six gates. Don't panic while others are waiting!"
"It's a six-door contemporary god-catcher!"
"He turns out to be a God Catcher!"
"It's him, the God Catcher!"
"The God Catcher, it's him!"
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The onlookers gave full play to the role of the atmosphere, also known as the number of words in the water, whispering to each other and talking about it.
The main combat power of the imperial court is reflected in the six doors, and the strongest one in each class is called the God Catcher. The ten sects will also show off their face, and they are already big figures in the world. Although
Not too welcoming to meet him, after all, he is a court eagle dog.
But for ordinary people in the world, this is the cornerstone of becoming famous. Even the eyes of the tyrants showed awe, envy and yearning, silently encouraging themselves.
This is your life goal.
You don’t need to give your name, you just need a face to attract everyone’s attention.
However, the next moment, this goal was achieved.
With a sudden swish, a wanted portrait was unfolded. On it was a young version of Chiba Shinichi. He was lifelike, with a voice and a vivid face. He looked at Xiong Ba with lightning-like eyes: "That's him! Take it!"
Xiong Ba was startled, and before he had time to think about how he became a wanted criminal in the six doors, he moved and ran out.
With his bare hands, his two thick thighs spun like a whirlwind. They were the legs of the God of Wind in the Three Ultimate Martial Arts, Heavy Rain and Wind.
"A martial arts with extremely high intentions, not bad!"
In the corner of the wine shop, Huang Shang and Wen Long were still sitting peacefully.
The big witch didn't deliberately hide her aura, which was why Xiong Ba noticed that she was different. Huang Shang concealed her aura slightly, but Xiong Ba didn't even turn his attention and automatically passed by.
At this moment, seeing the domineering Fengshen legs, Huang Shang secretly nodded with approval.
The real secrets in the world of high martial arts are beyond the level of showing off skills, and pay more attention to the mysterious and mysterious artistic conception.
In terms of technique alone, no martial arts school in the world can match the Sacred Heart Jue. The ingenuity of its conception is really unimaginable, but the Sacred Heart Jue cannot be called top-notch because it focuses too much on superficial skills without the in-depth knowledge.
The core essence of hierarchy.
Just like the surface and inner layers of the Huntian Baojian, no matter how well you learn the surface layer, it is only a five-star field and cannot touch the six-star rules.
This is true for miraculous martial arts, let alone others?
The power of the Three Ultimate Martial Arts is far inferior to that of the Sacred Heart Art, but its intention is extremely high. From the beginning, it directly targets the three powers of heaven and earth, Fengyunshuang. Even if it only triggers a trace at the moment, it is enough to lay the foundation for subsequent improvement.
Pave the way.
The most obvious feature is that the same Fengshen legs have completely different effects when used by people with different temperaments.
If Nie Feng were to use this style of wind god's legs, his body would definitely turn into the wind, coming and going with the wind, just like a horse flying in the air, and it would be difficult to find its trajectory.
It can be called the spirit of the wind.
At this moment, the hegemony is unfolding, and it is like a hurricane sweeping across, sweeping across all directions with domineering and mighty power.
Looks like a tank of wind.
There is such a big gap, which proves that this martial arts is more important than gravity.
Huang Shang picked up the bowl and took a sip of tea.
"Get away!"
Sooner or later, the wind tank burst out and rolled over with a rumble. The six-door policeman who had already set up his position was unable to stop him and flew out with a bang.
"You are so impudent that you dare to hurt people and you are captured without restraint!"
Catching God was furious, and with both arms together, the Qimen weapon ring on his wrist flew out, spinning and hitting Xiong Ba's back.
Could it be that at the foot of the capital, it was the royal land? In this place, someone actually dared to resist arrest?
Xiongba seemed to have eyes in his back, and without looking back, he swung his left leg backwards and displayed a powerful movement, hitting the ring with his toes accurately.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The main purpose of the ring is to trap the enemy and lock people. The strength is strange, and it is about to go to the ankle of the tyrant, but the force is like thunder, the legs are as fast as the wind, and the strength is more than one, and it is fired several times in a row, with a blow.
With a louder sound, he finally kicked the ring back.
The catcher took the ring, his body shook slightly, and a pale look appeared on Xiongba's face, but his skills were not as good as others, and he suffered some internal injuries due to the forced confrontation.
However, he also used the force of the counter-shock to run three points faster in the opposite direction of the capital.
At this time, he had already thought clearly that he had nothing to do with the imperial court, and he suddenly became a wanted criminal. If it was not a sudden disaster, it would be a violent means.
Indeed, compared to searching in the vast sea of people, what other more efficient tracing method is there than the six-door police?
"Xiongwu's qualifications are dull. He must have the help of an expert behind him to achieve his current achievements. Damn it, am I going to be suppressed by him?"
Thinking of Xiong Wu's rapid progress in the three arts of martial arts, and now even using borrowed swords to kill people, Xiong Ba's eyes showed a haze. Just as he was thinking about how to fight back, his vision suddenly went dark, and a fist covered in frost struck him fiercely.
Boomed over.
His momentum was already exhausted, and he wanted to fight back and forth, but he had no time to change his moves. He could only reluctantly turn to the side and watch the fist hit his shoulder blade, and a biting cold air swept through his body in an instant.
"Xiongba, you also have today!"
It wasn't until he was punched that he saw that the enemy that suddenly appeared was big, thick, and square. It was his senior brother Xiong Wu, with a face full of deep-seated hatred.
"It's over!"
Xiongba flew out, hit the ground hard, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which actually contained blood-red ice slag.
Apparently, the cold air from Tianshuang Fist caused his injuries that have not yet healed.
This punch directly ended the fight.
What's even more deadly is that Xiongwu didn't just borrow a knife to kill people, he simply threw himself into the six doors, among the arrested members.
"Xiong Ba, for the past five years, I have been unable to sleep at night. Whenever I close my eyes, I hear the screams and last words of my master, asking me to kill you and avenge him!"
Xiong Wu kept his punching posture, and the expression on his face seemed to be crying but not crying, half smiling but not smiling. It was extremely complicated: "Pick up your head, and I can finally sacrifice the master's spirit in heaven!"
The catcher who was reduced to a foil couldn't help but glanced at Xiongwu displeasedly and waved his hand: "Take it!"
The policeman rushed over like a wolf, and Xiongba suddenly shouted: "Unjustly accused! I am unjustly accused! I have never triggered the laws of the dynasty, why did the six gates come to arrest me? This person has a personal vendetta against me, and it's upside down
Black and white, frame the innocent!"
Knowing that he was at a critical moment of life and death, Xiong Ba was already desperate for survival, and he pointed at Xiong Wu and shouted angrily.
He knew very well that Xiong Wu must have defected to the imperial court and became a hawk dog that was despised by people in the world, so he could be made a wanted criminal with the help of the six gates.
But these things cannot be put on the table. What he wants now is to expose the truth and let Xiong Wu fall into the trap.
As expected, Xiong Wu was furious when he heard this: "You are a beast that kills the master, how dare you bite back and call the thief to catch the thief? I will beat you to death!"
After saying that, he slapped the overwhelming Tianling with an overwhelming palm.
"Wait!"
But at this moment, the arresting god took action, locked Xiong Wu's wrist with a wrist ring, and said with a serious face: "The criminal must be tried by Dali Temple before he can be convicted. Xiong arresting head, please be patient!"
The implication is that as long as the Xiongba is brought back, it is not up to them to flatten or round it. In public, one must still pay attention to the rules of the court.
But Xiongwu didn't understand, or in other words, the contempt for the imperial court by people in the world made him too lazy to take care of it even if he understood.
Seeing that the enemy who killed his master is right in front of him, as soon as Xiong's martial arts skills are revealed, he will make a happy revenge and blow up Xiong Ba's dog head.
"Um?"
Zhuishen was already dissatisfied with Xiong Wu, but when he found that he was unwilling to abide by even this rule, his face suddenly changed, and he also used his skills to confront him.
After all, Xiongwu was only in his early thirties. In terms of skill alone, it was naturally not as good as the one who had been famous for a long time. The half-century-old Catcher was firmly blocked in place and roared: "Zhenshen, you dare to stop me? Hayami Ken Lao blames him.
Come down, can you afford it?"
As soon as he said this, Huang Shang, who was watching from a distance, slightly moved his brows, his expression changed again, and the strength in his hands could not help but relax.
Xiong Wu was eager for revenge, and with a twist of his wrist, it was exactly the movement of the cloud-dispelling palm, and the flowing water moved the clouds, throwing the arresting god away: "Go aside!"
This time, he showed no mercy. At the critical moment, Zhushen raised all his strength, turned around, and slapped a palm: "How presumptuous! Why don't you back down!"
He is the leader of the six sects. If he is overthrown by force in front of his subordinates, his majesty will be ruined.
Since Xiongwu leaves no room for action and has no choice but to take action, even if the other party's backstage comes, he still has something to say.
The situation took a turn for the worse. There was actually internal strife within the six gates. Everyone was surprised to see this. Xiongba was working hard to heal his wounds, while rolling his eyes, he suddenly shouted: "Xiongwu, I won the competition, but the master just returned the agreed three points to his vitality."
It is so unfair to pass it on to you, are you his illegitimate son?"
Xiongwu was furious when he heard this: "What nonsense! What nonsense! You poisoned..."
In the middle of his words, he was interrupted, but he was almost caught in the trap of the captured god. He could only spread the Fengshen's legs and concentrate on dealing with it.
When Xiong Ba saw this, he smiled coldly and said loudly:
"You still say no, Master is not only biased against you, but also plans to get rid of me!"
"I saw that the bowl of wine was poisonous and wanted to pour it away, but Master didn't give me a chance. In order to save my life, I turned the two bowls around!"
"Who would have thought that in order to protect you, Master would rather drink the poisonous wine himself. Can this be considered me as murdering my master?"
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"I see!"
"You poison yourself, you are poisoned by yourself, isn't this the fault of yourself?"
The onlookers were talking a lot.
Although they didn't know the specific situation originally, after hearing Xiong Wu reprimanding Xiong Ba for poisoning and killing his master, they all showed disdain and hatred.
The most important thing in the world is the relationship between master and disciple. Once you are a master, you will always be a father. It is not just a matter of words. Killing a master is a heinous crime and cannot be forgiven at all.
But when Xiongba explained the whole story like this, everyone immediately felt that it was understandable.
Even Wenlong, who was unaware, couldn't help showing his strange expression.
Even if they are twin brothers, they are treated differently, not to mention that between brothers, the master will inevitably be partial.
As a result, the bias was too much, leading to tragedy. The blame cannot be placed on the innocent tyrant.
Xiong Wu was going crazy.
Because this is not a whitewash, but a lie.
The truth of the matter is that old man Sanjue saw that Xiongba was vicious and would do whatever it took to achieve his goal, so he did not spread Sanjue's vitality. As a result, he was poisoned and plotted by Xiongba. There was no illegitimate favoritism at all and he exchanged wine bowls.
But the eyes of the masses are not all sharp. Compared with a simple villain who kills his master, they prefer to hear this kind of reversal of love and hatred. At this moment, pointing fingers, even the gods feel domineering after listening to it.
Innocent, the attack was a bit more severe, to stop Xiongwu from making the same mistake again and again.
"Xiong Wu loses in emotional intelligence and is completely incomparable with Xiong Ba's cunning!"
The peerless good Hu Nei, Skylark and Red Queen also watched this battle and expressed emotion.
It’s no wonder that Xiongba was able to create such a great cause of the Tianxiahui in the future, while Xiongwu could only be a gatekeeper in the imperial city for the rest of his life. The gap between the two was indeed all-round.
A lifeless situation was abruptly reversed by Xiong Wu's impulse and Xiong Ba's cunning.
Of course, what Xiongba gained was just a moment of respite. Once Xiongwu and Catcher decided the winner, he would still be finished.
But at this moment, Xiong Wu, who was so angry that he was stunned, punched the frost and snow, causing the bones to break. He fell away and rushed towards Xiong Ba with a roar: "The son didn't say anything, it's the father's fault, you beast."
If you dare to criticize Master, I want you to die!"
"Yes, a matter that was originally reasonable has been led into a pit. Xiongwu is afraid that he is going to rush into the street, so the kind-hearted Wuming has to come to the rescue!"
As soon as he said this, Yunque squeezed his legs and prepared for a confrontation.
Sure enough, as soon as Xiong Wu finished speaking, an ugly, rugged and strong woman suddenly appeared in front of Xiong Ba, looking around coldly: "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't speak? This is the sentence I hate to hear the most. Today