Da Bong fights more people

"boom boom"

At the end of the horizon, a figure rushed towards him. One moment he was still far away in the sky, and the next moment he was close at hand.

It was Jiang Lvzhong with a ferocious face and red eyes.

The berserk energy was surging like a sea tide, showing the master's boundless anger.

Station, lobby.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stayed in the hall, and only one gong was left upstairs to guard the prisoners.

The sabers of the two were placed on the table, neither of them spoke, they sat silently, this atmosphere has been maintained for half an hour.

Suddenly, the ears of the two moved together, and they heard the sound of wheels rattling, and stopped at the gate of the post station.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao grabbed their sabers and ran out. In the yard, they saw Governor Zhang, the gongs, and Li Miaozhen with a high ponytail.

Sadness etched on their faces, they were silent.

"Where's Ningyan? Where's Xu Ningyan?" Song Tingfeng looked around in the crowd, but he didn't see his colleague.

"Outside," whispered a gong.

Song Tingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed out recklessly. Then, he saw Xu Qi'an in the carriage outside the post station.

A robe was covering his face, and Song Tingfeng could recognize him because of the distinctive knife.

Song Tingfeng stretched out his hand, trembling, and tore off his robe.

Half an hour ago, he was still a lively companion, but now he has no expression, forever.

Song Tingfeng stood there with his head down, maybe for five or six seconds.Suddenly, "Ah" howled heart-piercingly.

"Sorrow" a gong walked over with tears in his eyes.

"Get out!" Zhu Guangxiao kicked him flying.

Song Tingfeng was still wailing there, "I'll go to your mother's condolences, my brother is gone, you let me mourn you and return my brother, return my brother!"

In the gray world, Xu Qi'an saw the small temple again, and there was a handsome young monk sitting cross-legged in the temple.

"Master" Xu Qi'an said in grief and indignation: "I seem to be dead. I want to greet the women in your family. Is it convenient?"

ps: This chapter has [-] words, and three chapters are combined into one.

Last night I coded, coded and fell asleep. I got up at 05:30, washed my face, and continued to code.Because of the plot, it is not easy to break chapters. It is best to read continuously to have a reading experience.So I thought, let's just finish writing in one go.So I wrote nine thousand words.

Well, at the end of the next chapter, the Yunzhou case is over.Go back to the capital to soak up the princess.

Remember to help me catch the worm, I went to catch up on sleep.

Chapter 226 Spring Festival Recovery (8000-word chapter)

Xu Qi'an was very angry, anyone who encountered such a thing would be angry.

If he didn't know that he couldn't beat him, Xu Qi'an would have stepped forward to make trouble, holding his collar with one hand, and slapping his hand with the other, asking while beating:

Didn't you promise to save me, you bastard, you fucking give me back my life!

This smelly monk has completely betrayed his trust. He agreed that I would dedicate my body to you, and you helped me kill the enemy?Although we have a verbal agreement, can we have a little contract spirit?

At this time, Xu Qi'an thought of a song very suitable for the occasion:

You betrayed my love, you owed a debt of conscience, and finally I knew the truth and shed tears.

"What should I do now? Can I still live? Do I want to be reincarnated or reborn? Is there reincarnation in this world?"

Xu Qi'an suppressed all his emotions with a feeling of apprehension, and discussed with Monk Shenshu kindly.

Things have come to this point, it is useless to turn your face, and you should consider how to face the future.This is not cowardice, this is the way of thinking of adults.

Among the two options of reincarnation and rebirth, Xu Qi'an prefers the latter. After all, it takes a long time for 8D to grow to 8D.

The soul of an adult, trapped in a baby's body, within a few years he was too bored to go mad.

When Xu Qi'an was thinking about it, Monk Shenshu opened his eyes, and said peacefully, "You seem to be blaming me?"

No, I don't blame you, it's just that I believed in the wrong person... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"How much do you know about the martial arts system?" Monk Shenshu smiled.

Xu Qi'an thought for a while, and said, "Whoa, whoa?"

Master Shenshu paused for a moment, as if he didn't hear it, and said indifferently: "Warrior tempers himself and uses human power to fight against the power of heaven and earth. The "body" does not only refer to the physical body, but the spirit, energy and spirit are one."

You, a stinky monk, don’t even know how to answer the question, it’s not fun...Xu Qi’an nodded suddenly: "So, even if the master has been sealed in Sangbo for 500 years, the primordial spirit is still immortal, is that the reason?"

This is reasonable, if it is just to temper the body, then the shortcomings of the fighters are too obvious, like the Taoist system that specializes in cultivating the soul, wouldn't it be possible to win the fighters in minutes?

Although warriors are not as fancy as the major systems, they feel the most stable in the later stage, at least more stable than Daomen.

Take a look at the virtues of the three sects of Taoism, and what they can't do, Honkai No.1.

Monk Shenshu nodded, "But below the third rank, warriors mainly focus on tempering the physical body and exhaling and cultivating Qi, and only the seventh rank of refining the gods is to temper the primordial spirit."

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an suddenly realized that something was wrong. Since the proportion of spirit, energy and spirit is equal, why is it only the seventh grade to temper the soul?

"Now you know the importance of refining the gods." Monk Shenshu explained:

"Ordinary warriors who cultivate gods only initially grope to the limit, which is low-level. Constantly breaking through the limit in a desperate situation, this is high-level. The more solid the foundation you have laid at this stage, and the higher the level in the future, the better your background will be." deep."

"Master, which grade is the foundation for the seventh-grade cultivation of gods?" Xu Qi'an's heart moved.

"Second grade is the same way."

This is too far away for me, and it's hard to say whether I can reach that height in this life...Xu Qi'an slandered inwardly, "That's the truth, but, but I'm still dead after all."

He felt that it was too bad to lose his life for nothing to lay the foundation for the illusory second grade.

"Live to death, how can you live if you don't die?" Monk Shenshu laughed.

"Then should I be reincarnated or reborn?" Xu Qi'an asked, and said in a deep thought: "If I could choose, I would like to be reborn, and I don't have too many requirements, um, first of all, I must be beautiful.

"Secondly, you have to be the son of a prominent family, born with a golden spoon in your mouth. Of course, the best cultivation base is the Qi training state, and you must not refine the Jing state. I don't want to go back to the old one, sitting with my hands on the yin and sighing. Hard days.

"Finally, there must be a Humeizi sister who is in her twenties, the kind who can speak."

Monk Shenshu ignored his request, his face seemed to be engraved with eternal peace, and said: