Stunning beauty

Confucian Camp.

"Holy Fighting Technique!"

After dealing with the matter of the little monk, Li Ziye didn't know where his head twitched again, and he wanted to challenge Little Red Riding Hood.

A certain person always feels that he is good again just after a little progress.

In the camp, the two stood facing each other, and then, Li Ziye yelled loudly, and came up with a big move.

Surrounding him, a group of Confucian disciples watched, acting like a melon-eating crowd.

Fight, fight.

Come on big brother!

The approval rating was overwhelming, no one was optimistic about Li Ziye, as long as he was not blind.

Regardless of strength or charisma, Little Red Riding Hood wins.

"Twenty strokes, up to twenty strokes."

Some disciples quietly placed a bet that Li would lose within twenty moves.

"Fifteen tricks!"

Some disciples hesitated for a moment and whispered.

"Ten moves are the most."

A familiar voice came and said.

"Second...second senior brother!"

Everyone reacted and was taken aback. They immediately shut up and pretended they hadn't said anything.

Wen Xiuru smiled and stood there quietly, watching the competition ahead.

Although brother Li has made a lot of progress these days, compared with senior brother, he is still far behind.

More importantly, Brother Li is very familiar with all martial arts.

For example, Chen Jiaoxi only demonstrated Brother Li's Haoran chapter palm technique, and the rest were basically taught by the senior brother, and the Feixian Jue was also practiced by the senior brother with the help of the senior brother. The bright mirror is not a Taiwan, and the senior brother has seen it many times, and he often gives advice to him.

how to spell?

No need to fight!

Hang and beat!

Sure enough, during the battle, Li Ziye unleashed his big move, and his true energy rose slowly, almost breaking through the limit of the second divine treasure and touching the third realm.

After many days of practice, Li Moumou's Holy Fighting Technique barely achieved a small success, and finally he was able to control it a little.

Among them, Little Red Riding Hood should account for more than half of the credit.

To describe it in four words, only, spare no effort!

Difficult to teach, stupid!

Li Moumou's talent is the worst that this Confucian senior brother Bai Wangyu has ever seen... Well, because of someone's face, I barely brought one of them.

Li XX took most of the elixir brought by Zhu Zhu, and Li XX also ate the elixir brought by Faru.

In addition, when Li Moumou came to Mobei, he brought a carload of medicines with him, and someone's cultivation resources, so good that it was really enviable.

Ran and egg.

"boom!"

Just after ten strokes, a figure flew across the air, slid across a graceful curve, and with a bang, fell face down and gnawed on the mud.

History is always surprisingly similar and has never changed.

"Sure enough, ten tricks."

Outside the battle, Wen Xiuru said with self-satisfaction that every move is not bad, his eyesight is really getting better and better.

In the distance, after watching the competition ahead, Chen Qiaoer narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "He is also the son of the Li family, why is there such a big gap."

Li Qingzhi was already able to compete with the great cultivators of the five realms, but Li Ziye was still so weak after spending countless cultivation resources.

Even if it is a pig, it should be enlightened after being fed so many great medicines and medicine kings.

"Cultivating Confucianism broke through to the third level two days ago, we don't need to worry about it at all, it's just this kid, hey."

On the side, Yao Guihai also had a look of hatred for his indisputability, he had never seen such a stupid person before.

"His comprehension of moves is still passable, that's the speed of his cultivation."

In front of the two, Faru sighed softly, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Forget it, his Li family has a lot of money, if it's really not enough, let's pile it up with Yaowang and Dayao."

"Yesterday, the Li family sent another batch of big medicine here. The Central Plains is so far away from here, and there will be troubles on the road. The Li family's ability to successfully deliver the big medicine is really not small." Yao Guihai said with emotion.

"Money can make a ghost run the mill."

Chen Qiaoer said lightly, "Isn't that what that kid often said?"

"Let's get ready, give him the medicine king, and help him open the fifth meridian."

Faru said.

"Ok!"

Yao Guihai, Chen Qiaoer nodded in response.

After half a day.

In front of the tent, one after another Confucian disciples came carrying buckets of hot water, entered the tent, put the hot water into the big wooden bucket, and were very busy.

"Husband, I will help you change your clothes."

Not long after, after the medicinal bath was ready, Zhu Zhu stepped forward, looked at the young man in front of him, and said with a smile.

"It's... not good."

Li Ziye said shyly.

"Boy, what are you dawdling in, hurry up!"

Ahead, Yao Guihai said impatiently upon seeing this.

"What are you urging!"

Li Ziye glanced at the group of people in front of him, the shy expression on his face disappeared immediately, and he said angrily, "There are so many of you, how can I take it off!"

"Brother Li, just pretend we don't exist."

Inside the tent, Wen Xiuru said with a smile, "Everyone is also curious, after all, no one has seen such a miracle as the reshaping of meridians."

"Uh-huh!"

Behind, a group of Confucian disciples nodded vigorously.

They have grown so big, they have never heard that the meridians can be reshaped, Li Jiaoxi is really different from ordinary people.

Li Ziye gritted his teeth angrily, really wanting to smash these guys to death with a wooden barrel.

Although it is no longer necessary to hide this matter today, it is too much for so many people to watch!

"Papa Faru!"

Li Ziye looked at Faru at the side, hoping that Faru's father could help manage these guys.

"Hurry up, boy, I have something to do later."

Faru ignored the boy's request and urged.

Hearing this, Li Ziye showed a look of grievance on his face, even Faru's father had changed.

As a last resort, Li Moumou could only start undressing in front of everyone.

"Master."

Beside Faru, Bai Wangyu opened the wooden box containing the King of Medicine and handed it over.

In the wooden box, a green lotus was lying there quietly, with a strong medicinal fragrance, just smelling the smell made the Confucian disciples in the tent feel refreshed for a while.

Faru took over Yaowang and stepped forward.

In the medicine barrel, Li Ziye grinned from the scald just as he entered it.

Around, a group of people showed nervous expressions on their faces.

It's time to start!

In front of the medicine barrel, Fa Ru's face was condensed, and he stretched out his hand to press the chest of the young man in front of him, and righteousness gushed out from his whole body, and he injected it gently at first, until he found the fifth meridian blocked by the former.

With a bang, the boundless majestic righteousness burst out, shattering his meridians inch by inch.

"what!"

In an instant, a scream like a slaughtered pig resounded through the Confucian camp, and the wilderness was unsheltered, and it was heard directly for several miles.

The strong men from the Buddhist sect, Tianyu hall, and Mobei Babu were startled when they heard the screams of the Confucian sect.

What happened?

"This sound?"

In the camp of the Tantai clan, Tantai Jingyue put down the art of war in her hand, and frowned slightly, it was the boy from the Li family.

Strange, does anyone in Confucianism dare to provoke that kid?

After half an hour.

Faru walked out of the tent with a tired face, his expression was a little pale, obviously, it took a lot of effort.

Then, the Confucian disciples walked out one after another, their faces dull.

Nothing!

In the rear tent, Li Ziye shivered and curled up in the medicine bucket, his face was extremely pale, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping down.

"Husband."

On the side, Zhu Zhu was heartbroken, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat off the face of the boy in front of him.

"Big Brother."

In the tent, Wen Xiuru lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "Brother Li doesn't seem to have broken through the realm, doesn't it mean that every time Brother Li opened up a meridian, he would break through the realm?"

"It should be the effect of Medicine King, it's not that strong anymore."

Bai Wangyu nodded, and said solemnly, "Brother Li may have used too many medicine kings, so the effect is not as good as before."

"normal."

Next to him, Chen Qiaoer, who had been silent all this time, stretched out his hand to put his nose on his glasses, and said, "The king of medicine is so precious. It is rare for ordinary people to come across one strain in their lifetime. This kid used four strains by himself, and it is not difficult for the body to develop resistance." It's strange, it's probably a bit of a stretch to break through the fifth meridian this time, so don't think about breaking through."

Speaking of this, Chen Qiaoer looked at the young man in the medicine barrel ahead, and said calmly, "Little guy, it seems that the shortcut to your cultivation is over. From now on, if you want to improve your cultivation, you can only practice as hard as everyone else. As for when your last three meridians can be opened, or whether you can open it, it is up to fate."

Is there anything more precious than the King of Medicine in the world?

there must be!

But something like that can really be called a fetish.

Medicine kings are rare, and gods are hard to find all over the world.

This kid's body is now like a bottomless pit, and every time a vein is opened up, the resources needed will increase exponentially.

If it weren't for the deep financial resources of the Li family, for anyone, the road to martial arts would have been cut off long ago.

However, in the future, no matter how strong the Li family's financial resources are, it may be useless.

A fetish cannot be bought with a lot of money.

The last three veins, Ren, Du, and Chong, are the most distinct dividing lines for evaluating martial arts talents. Each vein is extremely critical. Similarly, it is far more difficult to break through the first five veins.

Let's see if this kid and Plum Blossom Sword Immortal can find a way to change their lives against the sky