Confucian Sword Immortal: After studying for ten years, his majesty reaches the sky

I don't know if it was the reason for last year's bumper crop, but this year's temple fair in Ning'an Village was particularly prosperous.

The streets next to the temple are lit up with colorful lanterns, and opera troupes are specially hired from the city to sing operas.

Not only that, but there are also various wood carvings, snacks, puppet shows, ......

In the midst of the lanterns, the streets are full of pedestrians.

Qing Yan was also completely attracted, sometimes stopping in front of the lanterns, sometimes looking at the Huangmei Opera on the stage.

Although she had participated in the temple fair before, the feeling was completely different from staying by the young master's side.

Qing Yan had a lot of fun, and Xiao Jiu also seemed quite curious, always coming out of Chen Ning's sleeve from time to time and observing the surroundings curiously.

Its pitch-black body happened to blend in with Chen Ning's sleeve, so no one noticed it at all.

"Qing Yan, do you want a gift?"

As he walked, Chen Ning suddenly took out a string of beautiful sugar figures from behind his back like a trick.

Qing Yan's eyes lit up, but she soon snorted softly:

"I'm not a child anymore, young master, don't think that you can fool me as easily as before by quietly buying a candy man while I'm looking at the lanterns!"

"So what if that's the case?"

Chen Ning smiled slightly, and wrapped the sugar man with a wisp of purple qi.

Under the power of purple qi, the sugar man soon began to reshape, and gradually transformed into a girl who looked very similar to Qing Yan.

Chen Ning took out another string of sugar figures and made them into his own appearance.

"It's so beautiful!" Qing

Yan suddenly stood on tiptoe in surprise, and a pair of beautiful eyes sparkled.

She instantly forgot all about what she had just said, and happily took the sugar man from Chen Ning's hand.

"I don't know why, this taste seems to be much sweeter than last year!" Although

the sugar man is very sweet, Qing Yan is only willing to eat the string of sugar people she looks like, and the other string of sugar people similar to Chen Ning is carefully protected by her, as if she is a treasure.

Unconsciously, there are more and more people near the temple fair.

With the influx of people, the two of them were almost scattered.

Qing Yan struggled for a long time, and finally slowly stretched out her hand to Chen Ning with hesitation, her voice was as small as a mosquito fly:

"Young Master...... Can you please hold my hand?

Don't get me wrong!

I'm just worried that there are too many people, and I'll accidentally get separated from the young master!"

"You girl, isn't it good to be a little frank......"

Chen Ning turned around and smiled.

He didn't say much, and directly gently took Qing Yan's delicate little hand.

"Thank you, young master...... under

the lantern, Qing Yan's beautiful eyes also faintly shone brightly in this light.

Being held by this warm palm made her suddenly feel extremely relieved.

Even if she closes her eyes and doesn't look ahead, even if she keeps going like this, she firmly believes that she will never be hurt at all.

Qing Yan couldn't help lowering her head slightly, I don't know if it was because of the light, her beautiful cheeks had been dyed with a beautiful blush ......

"Tsk, I didn't expect Chen Ning to like his maid, but he is still a scholar, he is really unambitious.

"That's right, I was thinking of introducing my daughter to him.

My daughter has a strong body and a round waist, a big buttocks, and is not much stronger than that thin girl? If you can't marry, it's really bad luck for his Chen family!"

Seeing this scene, several aunts next to her, who originally planned to go up to help her daughter go on a blind date, were discouraged and muttered dissatisfied.

The young men of the village gritted their teeth.

After all, Qing Yan's appearance is very different from those rural village girls, and she has long become a goddess in the minds of many young people, but she didn't expect to be taken first by Chen Ning!

I really can't understand what is so good about a scholar?

Looking at his slender figure, it is estimated that it is not enough to beat him with a fist!

The young people in the village are eager to try, and they can't wait to go up and compete with Chen Ning on the spot to show their strength.

At this moment, Xiao Jiu suddenly got out of Chen Ning's sleeve and kept spitting out snake letters towards a bald man with a tiger tattoo on his neck in the distance, making a vigilant sound of 'hiss, hiss'.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Jiu seemed to be enjoying the lively temple fair just now, and this earth-shaking attitude was obviously for a reason.

The man it was facing was named Zhang Hu, a thug who was idle and often fought in the village.

Many people in the village were extremely dissatisfied with Zhang Hu, but it was a pity that Zhang Hu had learned some martial arts outside in his early years.

Coupled with his tall and strong body, big shoulders and round waist, there was no one in the whole village who was his opponent.

So much so that although the villagers were resentful, no one dared to say anything.

Is Xiao Jiu afraid?

No, this alone is absolutely impossible.

After all, no matter how much it says, it is also a black water snake with pure blood and dragon transformation resources.

Even the big demon in the mountains was extremely in awe of Xiao Jiu, and it was obviously impossible for it to be frightened by a human being.

Chen Ning deliberately walked in the direction of Zhang Hu, and when he passed by face to face, his eyes quickly became cold.

"I see.

Although it was difficult to see the abnormality when it was far away, the moment he touched Zhang Hu's shoulder just now, Chen Ning immediately noticed it.

Zhang Hu's body had no flesh and blood at all, just an empty shell.

Like the Yang brothers, he has already become a painting slave hidden in the crowd! Originally, he

thought that Xiao Jiu was just a greedy snake in addition to devouring it, but he didn't expect that its perception was unexpectedly extremely keen, and it could even recognize the painting skin slave that was difficult for even himself to detect.

"Good job.

Chen Ning touched Xiao Jiu's head twice, and praised it once.

After putting away Xiao Jiu, Chen Ning returned to pass by Zhang Hu's side and suddenly patted Zhang Hu's shoulder heavily.

"What are you doing?" Zhang

Hu's eyes widened suddenly.

The people in the village avoided him, but Chen Ning was the first to dare to take the initiative to touch him.

"It's nothing, it's just that you're upset.

Chen Ningyun said lightly.

"What?"

Zhang Hu didn't expect that someone would dare to take the initiative to provoke him.

Hearing this, he was instantly furious.

The temptation was very successful, just from Zhang Hu's irritable personality when he was provoked, Chen Ning could see that he was probably the same as the second and third children of the Yang family, and he had not yet realized his identity as a pi slave.

Hearing the voice, the eyes of the villagers also converged.

This was the first time they had seen each other.

After all, although Chen Ning is 1.8 meters tall, he doesn't look like he has muscles at all in his thin clothes.

It's a little unimaginable that he dares to take the initiative to provoke the number one bully in the village.

"I think your kid is looking for death!" was

actually humiliated in front of everyone, Zhang Hu gnashed his teeth angrily, and jumped like thunder.

"With your little strength, are you sure to cooperate with me to say the word "death?"

Chen Ning smiled coldly.

It was determined that Zhang Hu was a painting slave, and then it was enough to beat him up and take him away.

After all, if you blow him off in the head in front of a villager who doesn't know anything, I'm afraid it will only cause panic.

"In front of me, you dare to be so arrogant, let Lao Tzu die.

Zhang Hu's angry eyes were about to split, like a hungry tiger coming down the mountain, and suddenly pounced on Chen Ning.

This punch slammed into Chen Ning's chest.

The next second.

A terrible wail suddenly echoed in the night sky.

However, this wail did not come from Chen Ning, but from Zhang Hu, who punched.

He felt as if his punch hadn't hit a human at all, but more like it had hit a steel plate.

That huge impact force was directly returned to his hand dozens of times!

Zhang Hu was covered in cold sweat in an instant, and he felt that all five phalanges seemed to be shattered at this moment.

Even after becoming a painting slave, his physical functions have quietly improved by two or three times, but this strength is insignificant in front of the barrier of merit protection.

"You, what the hell have you done!" Zhang

Hu trembled in pain, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"It's because your fists aren't hard enough that you can't blame me.

And you've punched me just now, so it's up to me to come back.

Chen Ning sneered.

A punch was swung out, directly shattering the air and sweeping up the cold fist wind.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down infinitely in Zhang Hu's eyes.

The intuition hidden in the depths just kept telling him in his ear that if he was hit by this punch, he would definitely die!

"Don't!"

Zhang Hu was terrified, and even completely lost his dignity, and desperately let out a cry of pleading.

"Bang. A

whistling whirlwind swept past his ears, almost deafening him.

Unconsciously, he had knelt down in front of Chen Ning.

His eyes were full of horror, and he trembled all over.

I just don't know why, I can't even shed a tear.

The punch stopped an inch in front of him.

Chen Ning didn't hit out.

After all, if it really hit him in the head, I'm afraid Zhang Hu's head would fly out directly like a ball on the spot.

His life is of some use for the time being.

"Let's go, don't be ashamed.

Seeing Zhang Hu's frightened appearance of slumping to the ground, Chen Ning flew up directly.

and tugged on the collar and dragged Zhang Hu's sturdy body out of the crowd.

Looking at this scene, the villagers looked at each other and were completely dumbfounded.

Especially the few young people who threatened to find Chen Ning alone for Qingyan just now, they were even more frightened and scared.

"Isn't Chen Ning a scholar, how can he look like he can fight better than a martial artist!"

"Who said just now that if you look for him alone, you must punch one by one?"

"To be precise, it should be punched one by one......"

The young people in the village looked left and right, and finally were speechless, and soon lost ......their voices