Sword comes

After being in the rivers and lakes for a long time, no one has the ability and magic weapon to suppress the bottom of the box.

When a scholar surnamed Chu heard the title "First Grade", his heart was shocked for no reason. He knew that something was wrong, and it might be the boy's trump card, but he couldn't perceive the crisis, where it started, and he was embarrassed The unbearable scholar surnamed Chu changed his mind sharply, gritted his teeth, and slipped out a bluish-white ball from his sleeve.

After the scholar surnamed Chu clenched his five fingers tightly, the ball melted like a candle in a fire, and the thick liquid like mercury quickly spread from his arm, quickly covering his whole body. The next moment, the slender man actually put on a white robe The snow-like armor and the heart-protecting mirror in the center are shiny and in the style of bright armor. In the Taoist temples of the secular world, the statues of heavenly kings and spirit officials often wear this armor, which contains the meaning of being bright and upright.

If he hadn't realized that his life was being threatened, the scholar surnamed Chu would not have used this priceless "Jia Pill" even if he recovered his real body. They have always been priceless, and they are usually jointly forged by Mohist mechanism masters and Taoist talisman schools. They are usually converged into fist-sized pills, which do not take up space and are easy to carry. ,indestructible.

The scholar surnamed Chu has a armor of armor pills, and the surface of the armor exudes a layer of slightly rippling white halo, like the scene of a moonlit night covered with heavy snow. The scholar stood up, a little more calm than before, and said with a wry smile: "Young man! Lang, you made me miserable. Originally, this bright armor was to prevent the result of uneven distribution of spoils. It can be used to resist the joint offensive of Bailu Taoist and Mountain God. Now that it has exposed its feet early, they must I will be more careful and prevent it, what should I do?"

Although the words were relaxed, the scholar did not take his guard lightly at all, and he was still a little puzzled at the moment. After the boy shouted "The first day of the junior high school", there was no more words, that is, the sword was unsheathed, left the wooden box, and flew from the opposite side room. They rushed over, and there was no helping hand hidden in the dark to kill them.

The scholar surnamed Chu was puzzled.

The taciturn young man in front of him is definitely not a guy who likes to joke.

Two punches almost made him show his original shape. I am afraid that the big bearded swordsman who rushed to kill the big monster could not do it with his strength in the four realms.

Although "first day" did not appear.

But the scholar surnamed Chu can still conclude that as long as this first day of junior high school shows up, he must be a master that cannot be underestimated, or a magic weapon with great lethality.

Chen Pingan was a little annoyed, and slapped the sword-raising gourd on his waist heavily.

Now the "first day of junior high school" in the gourd has changed his temperament inexplicably. Before, he was short-tempered and often made Chen Pingan suffer hardships, but since he left Luoluo Mountain, he has become a tired and lazy person, dead silent all day long. He even lost his temper with Chen Pingan. After Chen Pingan re-shot the Yangjian Gourd, he remained motionless, hovering in the void inside the Yangjian Gourd.

On the other hand, the faint green Flying Sword Fifteen, buzzing, was taking the initiative to have a superficial emotional exchange with Chen Pingan, probably trying to say that if he didn't want to fight on the first day of the new year, Fifteen could do it for him.

The two flying swords, after being enlightened, are like children who can't speak yet. They have intelligence, but not high, and they act more on instinct. They can clearly perceive Chen Ping's heart and mind, but the two sides often The communication is not smooth, and Chen Pingan can only vaguely know their emotions are good or bad, so it is still not easy to communicate.

After seeing Chen Pingan's action, the scholar surnamed Chu immediately looked intently, only saw the vermilion wine gourd, its brilliance was dim, and there was nothing unusual about it. At the beginning of the meeting in the heavy rain outside the house, the scholar surnamed Chu carefully looked at the box-carrying boy and the young Taoist priest.The government and the people of Caiyi Kingdom, the mountains are not high and the water is not deep, the tiger cannot crouch, and the dragon cannot hide.Bailu Taoist and his like are already the master gods of the Megatron side.

Not surprisingly, the scholar surnamed Chu is the dragon crossing the river who makes waves, so it makes sense.

He left the mansion this time, and went south from the ancient Yu country to the Caiyi country. For the things in this house, he tried his best. Then he made friends with the descendants of the aristocratic family surnamed Liu, and tricked him into traveling in this mountain, telling those two allies that he did not hesitate to take risks himself, and first explored the truth. This is to cover up the slight evil spirit on his body. The real purpose is to explore the ground veins on which the formation is based, so that during the war, if you fish in troubled waters and steal the magic weapon, you will not get too entangled with the Bailu Taoist and the mountain god. Unexpectedly protected by Jiawan, he flew away and returned to the ancient Yu country to continue to practice with great concentration.

As for the appearance of the bearded man, it was only on his spur of the moment, so he spread rumors in nearby towns, fueled the flames, and rendered the ancient house more evil. In fact, it is true that the ancient house has a strong evil spirit for a hundred years. There is really no such thing as the common people or the tyrannical side.The purpose is to make the water in this pond more turbid, which will help him escape easily. Even if the big bearded man consumes some of the master's skills of the ancient house, it is a good thing. is a good thing.

And that old-fashioned bearded swordsman, who didn't know these inside stories, followed those rumors, drank two bowls of strong wine in the nearest small town, and his blood boiled. He just felt that the heavy rain was weird, so he hurriedly set off to kill the demon come.

Among them, the torch that the mountain god personally smeared with ointment, and the oiled paper umbrella that the Taoist Bailu hid ghost coins and ghosts are both inconspicuous but thoughtful objects.

One is to help the nominal owner of this place, the Yin Temple Mountain God, to inspect the internal energy mechanism of the ancient house at close range, and the other is to help the Bailu Taoist set up organs, find opportunities to show up, and destroy the old house from the inside out to resist foreign enemies. The methods used, such as the dilapidated runes of Qingci from the Emperor's Imperial Palace, and the shadow wall that still has a trace of Taoist authentic charm, these methods have helped the precarious old house to withstand many sinister attacks.

There are three alliances, none of which is a fuel-efficient lamp.

But this is normal, if it wasn't for this, he would have died and become a stepping stone for other vicious monks if he practiced in the mountains where the jungle preys on the strong.

For example, in this ancient house, the hostess, the hostess, the old woman, and the master and servant have lived in seclusion for hundreds of years. What will happen to them is the miserable situation that everyone covets now.

Unwilling to cause trouble, the scholar surnamed Chu chose to take the initiative to take a step back, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you and I have no enmity. Why meet each other in life and death? As long as Mr. Chen is willing to quit the ancient house tonight, in the future, as long as you pass by the ancient Yu Kingdom, I, Mr. Chu, People must treat young masters with good wine, even if young masters want to go to the palace of the ancient Yu Kingdom to drink wine. For example, if you choose a snowy night, someone from Chu can carry wine with Mr. Chen and sit high on the roof of the palace hall. Drinking wine and enjoying the snow is enough, there is no need to worry about the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom getting angry and driving people away."

To be honest, although the scholar surnamed Chu came from an unhealthy background, after cultivating a human body, he experienced something, and his demeanor was outstanding, and he was even more aristocratic and noble than the rich and powerful.Freezing three feet does not happen in a day, and it must be a unique opportunity to have today's grace.

Chen Pingan finally spoke, and asked: "I heard that the emperor of the ancient Yu Kingdom was named Chu, and your surname is also Chu, so it is related."

The scholar surnamed Chu hesitated for a moment, as if to express his sincerity, nodded and smiled and said: "There are some relationships, but there is no blood relationship. In short, they depend on each other and guard against each other. It is more complicated and difficult to explain in a word."

The word Chu means the upper part of the forest and the lower part of the tree. The word "Zhu" can be interpreted as the word "foot". The two trees are forests, and there are feet under the trees. Scholars with the surname Chu use this as their surname. It goes without saying that most of them are ancient trees.

It's just that Chen Pingan's reading and literacy is still superficial, and it is far from being able to accurately "understand" characters. After all, it is far less knowledgeable than Cui Chan or Wei Bo. Yan Bo.

Chen Ping took a look at the armor on the scholar named Chu, and made up his mind not to use fifteen. He just took this opportunity to try his own boxing skills, so as to determine the depth of his three realms, and asked again: " What level are you a Qi trainer?"

The scholar surnamed Chu said with a smile: "It's just the fifth realm."

This is of course an understatement.

It is only one step away from the gods of the middle five realms, how could it be "just"? You must know that those immortal family lords with the prefix of Zong, the monks of the middle five realms are also extremely precious existences, either they are worshiped by noble elders, or they are in charge A deacon with real power, even the sect is like this, let alone the small countries like Guyu Kingdom and Caiyi Kingdom, which are like tiny places.

However, the self-satisfied modesty of the scholar named Chu, in the ears of the obsessive Chen Pingan, was genuine "just".This is the fifth level "big monster" Chen Pingan, the Taoist priest Zhang Shan, twisted his wrist slightly, and grinned. Death is the best, if you can't kill yourself, you don't lose, after all, there are flying swords by your side, not one, but two

Chen Pingan had just practiced boxing for a few days, and he dared to walk a dog to tease the Zhengyang mountain moving ape. Not to mention his strength, but in terms of courage and courage, he was indeed much stronger than the martial arts in the world.Of course, once he chooses to fight for his life, it is also Chen Ping'an's strength to be careful and cautious at every step.

The scholar surnamed Chu said helplessly: "Why do you still want to fight?"

Chen Pingan gave a straightforward and unmistakable answer, "If I beat you, my friend and that swordsman will be very dangerous."

The eyes of the scholar surnamed Chu became gloomy, and the mud bodhisattva was still angry, not to mention that he was such a powerful snake who was used to the glory of the world, "Young man, you will not cry when you see the coffin, I will tell you clearly, the ancient house Outside, there are two other people watching, you really want to get involved, I really think I'm afraid of you."

Chen Ping's answer made the scholar surnamed Chu furious, "It doesn't matter whether you are afraid of me, whether I beat you or not."

Chen Pingan took a deep breath. The reason for delaying for such a long time was not because Chen Pingan wanted to show off his prestige, but because he wanted to determine the meaning of the two little ancestors in Yangjian Gourd.

That would determine how he should fight the fight.

Flying Sword, whose real name is Xiaofengdu, appeared at the ancestral house in Niping Lane, like a small white rainbow hanging in the air. cover up.

However, Feijian Fifteen, who exchanged things with old man Yang, has a slightly different momentum. Feijian's spirit is more quiet, and the movements in Yangjian Gourd are also sudden stops, sudden skimming, coming and going, It is extremely fast, and every time it hovers in an emergency on the inner wall of the Yangjian Gourd, it is just a little bit close to hitting it, which is completely different from the bumping around in the Yangjian Gourd on the first day of the junior high school, crazily bumping into walls.

Therefore, Chen Ping roughly concluded that Xiao Fengdu, or the Baihong Flying Sword he arbitrarily named as the first day of junior high school, is sharper and stronger than the fifteenth, but its flaws are also obvious, that is, the sword is slow and not easy to be attacked. Chen Pingan is completely in control, so every time the sword is drawn, it will not be accurate enough.If there is a stalemate situation, especially in a good situation with a slight upper hand, you can let the first day of the junior high school show up and bump into it. Anyway, you are not afraid of damage, but in a dangerous situation, you still need to be gentle and fast Fifteen to help a fatal blow, to finalize the final word.

Of course the Flying Sword of Fate is very powerful, it is the foundation of the world's sword cultivators' dream, once it is lucky enough to have it, it will be a treasure of life, and it will also cause headaches for the rest of the Qi practitioners.However, there are two problems with any natal flying sword. One is that it is not easy to get, and the treasures of heaven and earth required to make the sword are countless. The other is that it is famous for its amazing killing power. Wordless deterrent power, but once out of the body to kill the enemy, as long as there is a little wear and tear, such as a gap in the blade, a crack in the body of the sword, etc., it is a huge challenge to cultivate a broken and damaged natal sword. overhead.

That's why there is a proverb circulating on the mountain, the rich also cultivates swords, the poor also cultivates swords, and the ruin of one's family overnight is also sword cultivation.

This is the reason why Chen Pingan called for the first day of the first day of the junior high school to fight, worrying that the first official debut on the fifteenth day would kill the enemy, and then the curtain would end quickly.

Both sides have their own insistence, since they can't reach an agreement, they can only see the truth.

The scholar surnamed Chu, who is really an ancient tree spirit, stretched out a finger and tapped on the shining chest mirror, "Isn't your fist very hard? Come on, just hit here, it's worth it!" The rare armor pills worth three thousand snowflakes are in the warehouse of the royal family of the ancient Yu Kingdom, the surname is Chen, if you break it, it’s up to you.”

How could Chen Pingan be polite to him.

With a touch of the toes, the floor tiles shattered in an instant, showing the rapidity of the forward momentum.

There is an old saying that the tree moves the dead and the living, and it is not unreasonable. Although the tree spirit scholar is a Qi practitioner of the five realms, his body is not weak, but he is really not proficient in moving around and fighting in close quarters, so he spent a huge price to grab Jiawan. As a life-saving talisman at critical moments.

The scholar surnamed Chu was born with a tough body, covered with armor, gathered his energy and concentrated his mind, and took the time to welcome the boy to punch.

After the punch, it was so powerful that the heart guard was sunken by an inch, and the scholar surnamed Chu flew upside down and hit the outermost courtyard wall of the ancient house. The wall shattered suddenly, revealing a frightening scene. Inside the wall were not masonry, but entangled tree roots, slowly wriggling.

The scholar surnamed Chu patted the dust on his shoulder, and said with a sneer: "That's all you can do. If you don't have the courage of a hero of the six realms, even if Chu stands still from the beginning to the end, let you punch hundreds of thousands of punches, Chen It's still very difficult for the young master to smash Jiawan in one go."

The fourth, fifth, and sixth realms of martial arts are no longer limited to body tempering, but rise to the height of martial arts refining qi, so they are known as the little master realm. Each realm deals with the three things of soul, soul, and gallbladder. With great success, the combat power of the martial artist will be improved layer by layer. Not to mention feeding back the physical body, the Qi fighters who stand up to each other will also have more confidence, especially when dealing with spirits and ghosts, they will get twice the result with half the effort. , all evils are eliminated.

The punch was successful, and it hit the expected spot. The reason why Chen Pingan didn't pursue him was not because he was at the end of his strength. On the contrary, this punch was just a dish for drinking. Within the walls of an ancient house, everything is like this, deeply rooted

On the other side of the backyard, light bloomed from time to time, flashing away, illuminating the night, and there were shouts of bearded men during the period.

The three yellow paper pagoda demon-suppressing charms have been used up, but there are still two golden demon-suppressing charms hidden in Chen Ping's sleeve.

And two abbreviations.

Chen Pingan said silently, it's all right.

The previous few punches were all relying on his strong figure, but in fact they were all straight.

Then Chen Ping'an was different this time. He put on an extremely ancient fist, stepped out with one step, stretched his arms, and slowly clenched his fists in a flowing manner.

In an instant, Chen Pingan's boxing intent poured down like a flood, which could really dazzle people's eyes. When it fell in the eyes of the opposite scholar named Chu, it was like a big sun rising in the East China Sea, which was extremely frightening.

God and man beating the drum

The scholar surnamed Chu swallowed his saliva, wondering if he should sit down and chat again

Why do I feel that the armor and body protection may not be safe?

The young man in front of him clearly has not yet entered the third realm of martial arts refining Qi

Why is there such an unreasonable and thick fist

The scholar surnamed Chu wanted to retreat, at least he should avoid his edge, and stop being so stupid as to let his fist hit his body. The moment he was about to shift his position, the young man disappeared out of thin air, and in an instant he came to the scholar In front of him, he punched the rib covered by Jiawan with a fierce force, causing the scholar surnamed Chu to stagger and move sideways, but at the same time he was relieved and put on a serious fist Afterwards, the boy's fists were terrifying, but his strength didn't seem to increase much.

The barefooted old man once said with a smile in the Lost Mountain Bamboo Tower that the old man is a god-man beating the drum, focusing on the first punch. If you want to hit your opponent, how many punches you can throw out later depends on how long you can hold your breath in one breath.

Therefore, in order not to miss the first punch, Chen Ping did not hesitate to use a ground shrinking talisman.

Afterwards, Chen Ping's fists became faster and faster, and the strength was only a little heavier than before. He punched the scholar named Chu's Qi Palace, and the light of Jiawan Baojia flowed. Wherever Chen Ping's fist hit, the brilliance was there. Lighting up suddenly, it is worthy of being one of the most treasured magic weapons in the ancient Yu Kingdom.

Every time he tried to dodge, it seemed that he was only half a step away, but he just couldn't dodge that punch. The scholar surnamed Chu, who had no strength to fight back, suddenly turned pale after receiving the tenth punch firmly.

Shoulders, chest, ribs, abdomen, back vest, head temples, brows, elbows, knees.

There is nowhere that is not the "foothold" of Juvenile Fist.

Chen Ping's punches are as fast as thunder, the key is that in the eyes of the scholar named Chu, the young man always has calm eyes, steady breathing, and a calm heart. Every step and every punch are matched just right, perfectly natural, and he has lived for hundreds of years. old monster.

After fifteen punches, Chen Pingan's fist was bloody and bloody, showing some bones, but how could Chen Pingan care about this painless flesh and blood pain?

Compared with the pain of smashing the flesh and blood of ten fingers bit by bit with a hammer, and smashing the bones inch by inch, compared with the pain of peeling the skin and cramps by himself, Chen Pingan feels this pain, and it can be regarded as a comfortable enjoyment.

The scholar surnamed Chu has already shown half of his real body, and he has become a foot taller, his eyes are green, his face is covered with veins, and there are signs of bulging muscles under his armor, like an old tree.

He shielded his face with both arms, was knocked out again and again, and shouted loudly: "Bailu Taoist, Qinshan God, things have changed, come and help me!"

On the hillside outside the ancient house, the mountain god of the obscene temple changed color slightly after hearing the sound.

The sparks from the torch that the scholar surnamed Chu had inserted on the porch pillars were quickly stripped from the flames, and the scattered flames were floating around. Although most of them dissipated quickly, there were also some small fireballs that passed through the Chaoshou corridor one after another. Floating to the side of the Sanjin courtyard, the mountain god can observe the scene in the ancient house through the flames like his own eyes.

Therefore, the mountain god saw clearly the fight between the scholar named Chu and the young man, which made him a little embarrassed, not because he was embarrassed to help, but when he should enter the arena in order to reap the greatest benefits.Before the ancient Yu country scholar's armor was broken, he didn't bother to send charcoal in the snow, butchered the boy, and helped the scholar keep the armor of Jiawan, not to make himself unhappy.

The middle-aged Taoist holding the whisk in his hand suddenly said: "The sharpness of the bearded swordsman's treasured knife is beyond imagination. If the poor Daoist doesn't make a move, I'm afraid it will hurt the female ghost's real body. What should I say, God Qin Shan Should we go with Pindao, or continue to watch from the sidelines?"

The Yin Temple Mountain God smiled and said: "Since you and I are allies, we should advance and retreat together. There is no reason to retreat in the face of battle."

The Taoist laughed loudly, threw the snow-white whisk forward, and when it was about to land, a tall white deer appeared in the illusion, the Taoist swept away, riding the white deer and galloped forward, the sleeves of the Taoist robe were bulging Fortunately, there are no woodcutters and common people nearby, otherwise I would bow down and shout for gods.

The Yin Temple Mountain God didn't use any spells, but simply stepped out and walked to the side of Bailu and the Taoist.

The white deer ran like the wind, and soon came to the outside of the ancient house. The middle-aged Taoist rushed up, and the white deer instantly turned into a whisk again, and flew into the hands of the master. The Taoist laughed and said, "Brother Chu, come here poor Help you kill the enemy"

After Chen Ping's twenty punches, he reached his limit, but unfortunately he still couldn't smash the armor of Jiawan.

Although the scholar surnamed Chu was beaten until his seven orifices bleed, his soul was shaken, his real body was completely exposed, and almost the entire Chaoshou corridor was destroyed by the two of them, the scholar surnamed Chu just lost his strength in the first battle, relying on his talent and light Kai, he still has the strength to protect himself, so he won't be shocked to death by that young man's fist.

Then Taoist Bailu with a whisk in his hand descended from the sky.

Chen Pingan just retracted his punch and lightly patted the sword gourd on his waist.

A ray of white rainbow flew out of the small vermilion gourd, and pierced the armored heart mirror that had just been dented by the beating.

Almost all of Komaru's glowing fireflies converged on the heart-guard.

Baojia made a slight sound of porcelain shattering.

The ray of white light rebounded and retreated, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared.

The dying scholar surnamed Chu was terrified, but soon his face was full of ecstasy. The treasure armor was not pierced, and he was not dead yet.

But at the next moment, he only felt a chill between his brows, his burly body slumped and then fell on his back. When he was dying, he said angrily: "Destroy the foundation of my way one after another, let's wait and see."

After saying these words, the scholar of the Chu family, who fell to the ground, turned into a large piece of blue dead wood, rotted into ashes, and the treasure armor that lost its owner also returned to the shape of a gleaming ball.

Chen Pingan frowned.

It turned out that after the first day of the new year, another faint green light flashed out of the gourd, at a speed much faster than the previous white rainbow sword light. The two flying swords easily pierced through the eyebrows of the scholar named Chu.

Standing on the high wall of the ancient house, the mountain god of the obscene shrine exclaimed: "Flying sword of my life!"

Turning his head, he took a big step out, and his figure quickly appeared more than ten miles away. When the wind blew, he was sweating profusely.

"Mother, sword fairy"

The Taoist White Deer, whose feet had just touched the ground, fell in the middle of the veranda, tipped his toes, stood up from the ground, ran away without saying a word, and suddenly threw a whisk in the air, the white deer landed, and the Taoist rode on his back in a panic. far away.

Chen Ping was a little stunned. He stood there in a daze, thinking that I, a layman who hadn't practiced boxing for two years, became a sword fairy. I'm not even a sword master.