All Heavens Cloud Disk

Chapter 456 Vientiane Academy
The Taoist nine-character mantra attached to "Confucianism Cultivator" integrates offense, defense, recovery, and movement, which is very mysterious!

If Ning Caichen wants to exert 100%, or even [-]% of his combat power, he must develop a mantra unique to Confucianism, or other methods such as martial arts...

For example, he still doesn't have the corresponding offensive means of tongue and sound skills. You must know that Confucianism cultivators' verbal guns and swords can also kill people, and they kill people invisible!

"Tsk! He ran away again..." Yan Chixia came over and supported Ning Caichen, who was staggering, "How is it, boy Ning? Are you okay? I think you still need to find a way to exercise your body." , if the enemy can block your blow, you don't even have the strength to escape..."

"I know……"

Ning Caichen shook his head and smiled wryly. He has been studying the "action" in the nine-character mantra recently. He has some clues, but he hasn't fully learned it yet.While speaking, he raised the pen in his hand and danced in the air.

The nine-character mantra of Taoism!
The character "Zhe" does not grow bigger than the previous two characters. Instead, it dances and turns into a cloud of white spiritual mist in mid-air, falling down and sinking into the bodies of him and Yan Chixia...

"This is……"

The faces of the bearded beards were full of astonishment, the tired and slightly pale faces of the two people quickly turned rosy, and the anxious breath of each other suddenly became much calmer, and Ning Caichen also stood up straight again, with a long face. He let out a mouthful of turbid air and recovered, but the literary energy in his body was almost exhausted, and it took some time to recover.

Yan Chixia curiously sized up the two motionless swordsmen in blue standing beside her, and stretched out her hand to poke one of them, only to see that the other looked up. Under the green bamboo hat was a face with ordinary features, which felt similar to that of Ning Caichen. Kind of like, without saying a word...

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The swordsman praised him unceasingly, and said with a smile: "Your ability to cast beans into soldiers is really good. Warriors, swordsmen, and the Taoist mantra just now are much better than me..." There was a little envy in the speech , from the various means shown by this little scholar just now, it is obviously a very complete inheritance, unlike myself, who only got a magical sword and a few incomplete sword moves, which led to the lack of power of the sword moves, forcing him to He had no choice but to learn some Taoism to make up for it...

He sighed slightly, the sword cultivator had long since disappeared in the world, and he had obtained the inheritance of swordsmanship in a cave in his early years. Unfortunately, after decades of delay, Yan Chixia's progress in swordsmanship was minimal.

……

Outside the academy, a swordsman dressed in black and wearing a black hat looked at the gate of the academy with some doubts, and there were four large characters on the plaque on the gate: Vientiane Academy.

"Hey, what happened here? How did it become the Vientiane Academy? Well..."

Swordsman Xiahou frowned slightly, and stepped into the half-closed academy gate without saying a word, his face froze for a moment, the faint smell of books rushing towards him, the extremely clean solid wooden floor, and the neatly arranged The round seat, and the statue of Confucius at the top... all shocked him. Before, when he came here to fight against his old enemy, it was just a dilapidated temple full of dust and cobwebs. Such an elegant and natural academy——

How long has it been? !
"Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia!!!"

Xiahou swordsman didn't care so much, just based on the faint smell of wine in the air, he concluded that the guy must still live here!What's more, Yan Chixia could live in such a dilapidated temple before, and now, there is no reason to leave such a quiet and elegant academy.

"Yan Chixia, come out and fight me! This time, I will definitely defeat you!"

His voice spread in all directions, shaking the vast forest outside the academy, but it failed to cause the slightest disturbance in the academy. Xiahou swordsman frowned slightly, and raised his vigilance. It seems that this place There are miracles, so be careful...

Inside the academy, in an elegant hut, Lu Zihua, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and frowned slightly. He was a little displeased when his thoughts of comprehending the eighth level of Juyuan Gong were interrupted.

Swipe, a clone was separated from him, and the main body even arranged a magic circle in the room to isolate the external sound, while the clone walked out slowly, and soon came to the lobby.

"Who are you?"

As soon as they met, Lu Zihua's avatar was very rude and looked at each other indifferently.

"My humble swordsman Xiahou, where is Yan Chixia? Let him come out and fight me to the death!"

"He went out, not here!"

"Not here?" Swordsman Xiahou was full of fierce sword intent all over his body, and the sword behind him let out a clear and long sigh, and said coldly: "Tell me where he is..."

"do not know!"

Lu Zihua's avatar was expressionless, "There are no swords and swords in the land of scholars, please go out from here..."

"Hahahahaha...interesting!" Swordsman Xiahou was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst out laughing, "If I don't go out, you little scholar can help me..."

boom!
This guy seemed to be hit in the head by some prehistoric giant volley. The whole person flipped backwards and flew out of the gate...

Praise——

Boom! !Click!Boom!Click! !Boom...

The Xiahou swordsman who flew out in a spin smashed two towering trees one after another, and finally stuck him sideways heavily on a big tree that could only be embraced by four or five people...

prick--

This thing slid down from the tree trunk, and with a sound like a salted fish, it stood upright on the ground, clutching his own strong and strong waist, twisting, moaning and whimpering in pain. I can't even call out!But he saw that the guy's eyes were bulging, and when he landed, he was facing the direction of the academy, but he saw that young man turned into a little bit of aura and disappeared...

Here, this son...

Boom, this guy's head fell to the ground, and he passed out. Under the casual blow of Lu Zihua's avatar, he could persist for so long before passing out. This guy's willpower can be said to be very good.

……

I don't know how long it took, Xiahou swordsman became conscious in a daze, but he seemed to hear a very annoying voice, as if it came from the sky, in a daze, he couldn't quite hear what the other party was saying...

"Old Xia, Lao Xia... Alas, wake up! What's going on with you..."

Yan Chixia stretched out her callused palm from holding the sword, and unceremoniously slapped this guy on the face, slapping and cracking, "Wake up, don't go to sleep, who hurt you? !"

After a while, Xiahou swordsman finally managed to open his eyes, only to see the guy's chest heaving suddenly, and he raised his head and sprayed out a blood arrow more than three feet high, and finally he was relieved!
(End of this chapter)