The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 77
The donkey cart did not stop day and night, and eight or nine days passed in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Nan, Xuan Tong, Deng Baichuan, and Kang Guangling are all first-class martial arts masters. At this time, they lost all their martial arts and became prisoners at the mercy of others. It is embarrassing.

Ye Wuxin, who was crowded into a donkey cart with everyone, knew that these carts were heading towards Leigu Mountain.

He vaguely felt that there was an inexplicable existence slowly attracting his soul.

'Is this the general trend? '

It doesn't feel good to have more than a dozen people squeezed into a donkey cart, but Ye Wuxin slowly runs Ming Yu Gong, but she knows it very well in her heart.

His destiny is coming soon.

'Damn it, sooner or later, this Ding Chunqiu and the bunch of bastards around him will be killed.No, just killing him is not enough. Before dying, let these bastards enjoy the feeling of being eaten by corpse insects. '

Just as Ye Wuxin was thinking about what to do, the donkey cart suddenly bumped, apparently on a mountain road.

Time passed slowly, and the momentum of the mountain road was getting higher and higher. At noon, the donkey cart could no longer move half a step forward.

A group of Xingxiu disciples called them out of the car and walked up the mountain on foot. After walking for half an hour, they came to a wide mountain.

I saw that the bamboo shade here is lush, the scenery is lonely, and a pavilion was built with giant bamboo beside the mountain stream.

The gazebo blends in with the surroundings, and the conception is quite ingenious. At a glance, it is impossible to tell whether it is a bamboo forest or a gazebo.

Feng Asan in the group had a puzzled expression on his face, and couldn't help but look around, admiring the ingenuity of the designer.

Everyone had just rested in the gazebo for a while, when they saw four figures rushing over from a distance.

The first two are Ding Chunqiu's disciples, presumably they went up to explore the mountain or send a message before the car stopped.The last two were two young men dressed in village clothes.

After the two of them entered the gazebo, they bowed to Ding ChunQiu and presented a letter.

Ding Chunqiu sneered twice after reading it, shaking the feather fan in his hand more vigorously.

"Okay, very good! You haven't given up until now. Since you want to fight for life and death again, I will accompany you."

Seeing this, one of the youths turned around and walked out of the gazebo, took out a firecracker from his arms, and released it towards the sky.

Just hearing a bang, the firecrackers rushed into the sky.

In ordinary firecrackers, there is one sound, followed by another sound in mid-air, and it is blown to pieces.

After the firecracker flew into the air, there were three popping sounds in succession. It was obviously made by a special person and used as an instruction.

Seeing this, Feng Asan was immediately startled, and whispered to Kang Guangling beside him.

"Brother, this is our craft."

Not long after, a group of more than [-] people came down from the mountain road, all dressed as peasants in the countryside, all carrying some kind of long-shaped weapons in their hands.

After walking in, everyone discovered that these long objects were not weapons, but sticks.There is a rope net between every two bamboo bars for people to ride on.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu smiled coldly and said to everyone.

"Guests are welcome, everyone is welcome, just sit on it."

At that moment, Xuannan and the others sat on the ropes one after another, and the young men lifted one by two, and ran up the mountain with brisk strides.

Ding Chunqiu set off first, with a wave of his sleeves, he left gracefully.

His speed is neither too fast nor too slow, but on this steep mountain road, he seems to be floating against the wind, without touching the ground.

In an instant, the whole person was submerged in the bamboo forest in front of him, and his lightness kung fu and body skills were top-notch.

Deng Baichuan and others fell victim to Ding Chunqiu's transformation and poisoning exercises, they felt resentful all the time, they only felt that they were mistaken for the tricks of evil spirits, and their own abilities were not as good as the old devil's.

Until now, seeing that his lightness kung fu is so superb, a true skill that cannot be tricked, he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart.

Seeing such superb lightness kungfu, Feng Bo could not help but praise him.

"This old demon's lightness kung fu is really amazing, I'm not as good as him, I admire him!"

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of Xingxiu Sect praised Ding Chunqiu's martial arts like no one else in the world.

Not only that, but compared with the martial arts masters since ancient times, the ancestor Bodhidharma and others, all of them are not as good as Ding Chunqiu.

The intensity of flattery and flattery, and the disgusting nature of bragging and flattery, were unheard of by everyone present, and it can be said that they opened up a new world.

Seeing this, Gang Jingbao immediately wanted to tease these Xingxiu disciples.

"Brothers, the Xingxiu Sect's kung fu is indeed better than any other sect. It is truly unprecedented and unprecedented."

As soon as the words came out, all the Xingxiu disciples were overjoyed when they heard the words, and one of the disciples started asking questions.

"In your opinion, which is the most powerful kung fu in my Xingxiu sect?"

Bao BuTong laughed loudly, and preached to the disciples of XingXiu.

"The first skill is flattery. If you don't practice this skill to the deepest point, you may not be able to survive for a while in the noble family."

"The second sect is Fa Luo Kung Fu. If you don't brag about your sect's martial arts virtues, not only will your master look down on you, but you will also be excluded from the sect, and there will be no room for you."

"This third skill, it's the brazen skill! If you can't obliterate your conscience and become a brazen person, how can you practice the two great skills of flattery and faluo. Hahahaha!!!"

Bao BuTong felt aggrieved for days, as if a bone was pinched in his throat, he couldn't spit out fast.

He expected that when these words came out, all the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect would be furious and beat him together, but who would have thought that the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect would nod silently after hearing these words.

"This old man is so smart that he has a deep understanding of the miraculous skills of our sect. However, the three magical skills of flattery, conch, and cheek are also very difficult to practice."

"Ordinary people are deeply tainted with such worldly views, and always feel that some things are good and some things are bad."

"As long as there are such boring thoughts of good and evil, right and wrong, in the heart, it will be twice the result with half the effort if you want to practice the brazen skill, and often at the critical moment, the effort will fall short."

As soon as these words were said, not only Bao BuTong, but even the two old monks who had experienced Buddhist principles couldn't help but look at the man.

There are such brazen people in the world, today I really learned a lot.

Bao BuTong's intention was to sarcasm, but he never expected that this group of people would all nod their heads and praise him for being right!
I couldn't help but feel a touch of curiosity in my heart, and hurriedly continued.

"Your sect's magical skills are extremely profound, and I admire them from the bottom of my heart. I would like to ask all the great immortals to enlighten me a lot."

The members of the Xingxiu sect heard that Bao Differ called themselves the Great Immortal, and they immediately became exhilarated, and one of them who was closer to Bao Differ replied.

"You are not a disciple of this sect, and the secrets of these magical skills cannot be taught to you."

"However, there are some superficial truths, so it's okay to tell you. The most important secret, of course, is to enshrine Master as a god. His old man just farts."

(End of this chapter)