[Comprehensive martial arts] Cultivation to another world

Chapter 068 The Story of Yitian Slaying the Dragon

The great hermit is hidden in the city, and there is a Zhuangzi named Tangjiabao less than fifty miles away from Wudang Mountain.

Tangjiabao is not a village or a town, but it is actually a small village; the population is not small but it is definitely not large, except for an old man who looks after the door; there is also a coachman in charge of driving a carriage, A cook in charge of cooking; a gardener in charge of planting flowers and plants.

Then there are three servants who are responsible for cleaning and running errands, and four maids who are responsible for taking care of the daily life of the master in Zhuangzi; besides this, there is a master of Tangjiabao and an apprentice she has accepted.

Tangjiabao is located at the foot of a hill about fifty miles away from Wudang Mountain. In front of Zhuangzi is a clear stream; behind Zhuangzi is a large bamboo forest. Although it is not a place with famous mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery, it is also quiet and pleasant. Suitable for small days.

Standing outside, Zhuangzi looks very ordinary, no different from an ordinary villa; passing through the corridor is a large peach blossom in full bloom, and behind this peach blossom forest is the residence of the owner of Tangjiabao.

There is an exquisite bamboo pavilion in the depths of the peach blossoms, and a young girl is sitting in the pavilion; wearing a purple embroidered tube top, and a lavender tulle outside; the skin on the face is white and translucent, and the eyebrows are picturesque The eyes are even more agile; the long black hair is casually scattered on the shoulders, and there is no extra hair accessories, only a purple ribbon is casually tied behind.

He is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he does not have the innocence and simplicity that people of the same age should have; apart from the lively eyes, there is only the alienation and loneliness that radiates from the bones.

"master!"

Walking slowly along the path in the peach blossom forest is a girl who is slightly younger than the girl in purple, wearing a light blue embroidered skirt; with a snow-white melon-seeded face and big eyes looking forward to the light, probably because she walked too hastily ; her cheeks were as rosy as if she had applied good rouge, and when she pursed her lips and smiled slightly, the pear dimples at the corners of her mouth appeared sweet and pleasant.

"Zhiruo, have you finished your homework today?" The girl in purple is none other than Tang Xianxian, and the girl she calls Zhiruo is none other than Zhou Zhiruo, the second heroine with a sad ending in Yitian Tulongji !

After the third life in the previous life, Tang Xianxian stagnated for a long time and had no advanced cultivation. She finally upgraded. She stayed in the space for ten years; outside the space, it was only two years. When you are in the middle realm, you are in the ranks of refining virtual reality!

The temperament of the whole person is quite different after her cultivation level is improved, but when she knew that her world this time is the world of relying on the sky and slaying dragons; the first thing Tang Xianxian did was to go to this place not far from Wudang Mountain to build a Build a Tangjiabao.

Then she went to the Weishui River in person, and directly used means to convince Zhou Zhiruo and his daughter without too much nonsense; then she successfully brought Zhou Zhiruo under her own sect, and Zhou Zhiruo became the first eldest daughter of Tang Xianxian after three lifetimes. disciple.

When I was watching Yitian Tulongji, Tang Xianxian liked sister Zhiruo the most; she hated the indecisive and vacillating little friend Zhang Wuji, since she came to this world, the fate of sister Zhiruo must be rewritten.

At the beginning, Tang Xianxian herself was not used to it, after all, her current age was obvious; at most, she was only two or three years older than Zhou Zhiruo, and she really felt uncomfortable being her master; It took a long time to get used to it.

In Tang Xianxian's own words, don't look at her appearance, she is only a teenager; but in terms of her three generations of experience, it is not an exaggeration to call her an old monster. Thinking about it this way, she can face herself calmly There is a fact about a 12-year-old apprentice.

"Master, the homework has been done."

Zhou Zhiruo has always been close to Tang Xianxian, so this girl took out a human skin mask from behind as if offering a treasure; she raised her face and said to Tang Xianxian: "Master, Zhiruo made a human skin mask today; Master, please show it to me. Is it suitable?"

Zhou Zhiruo will never forget that four years ago, her master found her home by the Weishui River; the first words that the master, who was only 11 years old, said to her father was: "You are Zhou Zhiruo's father, I want to take your daughter disciple."

Then, while Zhou Zhiruo and Zhou's father were stunned, Tang Xianxian folded a reed by the river with a calm face; and then performed a magnificent move of the Bodhidharma's crossing the river with a reed, and then without any suspense; Father packed his luggage and took Zhou Zhiruo, obediently followed behind Tang Xianxian and left by the Weishui River where he had lived for more than ten years.

In this way, the eight-year-old Zhou Zhiruo had an extra master, and the 11-year-old Tang Xianxian had an extra apprentice named Zhou Zhiruo.

It wasn't until she became Tang Xianxian's apprentice that Zhou Zhiruo realized that although her master was young, what she had learned could only be described as unfathomable. Even piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, disguise art, medical divination and astrology will also pick out the teachings that they are interested in.

Zhou Zhiruo also asked Tang Xianxian curiously: "Master, what kind of sect is our Wuyou Sect? How come the disciples have never heard of it?"

Every year, Tang Xianxian will take Zhou Zhiruo to the rivers and lakes for two or three months to practice. The rivers and lakes will never be separated from blood and rain; Tang Xianxian doesn't want to rack his brains to teach a little white rabbit.

Zhou Zhiruo and Tang Xianxian have also seen a lot of vendettas outside, although she was only 12 years old, she did not kill; but there have been several records of such injuries.

Every time I go out, I have heard of Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Kongtong... Zhou Zhiruo has heard of it, but she has never heard of the Worriless Gate that her master said.

"Zhiruo, you have to remember, this sect is a hermit sect; besides, this does not mean that just because you are famous in the Jianghu world, you are very powerful."

Tang Xianxian smiled slightly and asked, "Zhiruo, do you think Master is capable?"

"Mmm... Master, you are so good." Of course her own master is the most powerful, Zhou Zhiruo nodded without thinking.

"So Zhiruo, you must remember." Tang Xianxian took the opportunity to teach his apprentice a lesson: "Those people who keep saying that they are very good are mostly people who are trying to gain fame."

"Mmm... Master, Zhiruo has remembered." Zhou Zhiruo nodded seriously and replied, because she admired Tang Xianxian too much; in Zhou Zhiruo's heart, Tang Xianxian's words were always regarded as holy metaphors.

Tang Xianxian has always believed in one sentence, in the face of absolute strength; all conspiracies and schemes are paper tigers.

Not to mention that Yitian's world can be regarded as a troubled world, and only with strong strength as the backing can one live a carefree life; so when he knew that the world he was in was the Yuan Dynasty, besides Tangjiabao, Tang Xianxian was still in the rivers and lakes. A huge information network.

Immortal Tang doesn't have much interest in this troubled world, all she wants is a pure land; occasionally when she is bored, she just goes out to make soy sauce and watch the excitement.

Tang Xianxian looked at Zhou Zhiruo and thought about the news he received not long ago, saying that Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu had returned to the Central Plains with their son Zhang Wuji; in a few days it would be Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday in Wudang Mountain. The rhythm of the performance; I don't have anything to do recently, so I might as well just take Zhou Zhiruo to watch the show and get some soy sauce.

"Zhiruo, go back to your room and tidy up; the master will take you out tomorrow." After deciding to do it, Tang Xianxian explained to Zhou Zhiruo.

"Really, Master?" After all, Zhou Zhiruo was only 12 years old, such a young girl was just at the age where she liked to play and make trouble; she was inexplicably happy when she heard Tang Xianxian's words.

"En! You should spend a good time with your father in the afternoon first, and we will have to go out for several months tomorrow." Tang Xianxian nodded and said.

"I see." Without Tang Xianxian's words, Zhou Zhiruo had already run away and disappeared; only the voice came from a distance along the wind: "Master, Zhiruo is going to say goodbye to Daddy!"

Father Zhou was an ordinary fisherman when he was brought back to Tangjiabao, but only for four short years; now Father Zhou is no longer a rural fisherman who knows no martial arts, after four years of teaching by Tang Xianxian; Although Zhou's father's martial arts is not a master, it is more than enough to protect himself against ordinary martial arts people.

Tang Xianxian looked at Zhou Zhiruo's disappearing figure and couldn't help but shook her head, alas...why is this girl still so frizzy; but there's nothing wrong with the little girl's liveliness.

Now that he has decided to go abroad tomorrow, Tang Xianxian plans to go back to the space to look around; see if there is any suitable weapon at hand, his apprentice has been learning swordsmanship for several years; it is also time to choose a handy weapon for her weapon.

After all, Tang Xianxian was a master for the first time, so she didn't think too much at the beginning; most of the martial arts she taught Zhou Zhiruo was done at will, except for the martial arts of Taohua Island; most of them were from Wang Lianhua's day What Zhou Zhiruo has learned is very complicated; but there is really no one who is really proficient except Taohua Island's "Lan Hua Fu Acupoint Hand".

Even this 'Orchid Blowing Point Hand' was caused by the girl's desire for beauty at the beginning, Zhou Zhiruo saw that the 'Lanhua Blowing Point Hand' was very beautiful when she used it; it took a lot of hard work to achieve today's result.

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