Su Bian Cultivation World

"I did find that your physical strength is far superior to that of other people of the same age, so that's why." Luo Cang nodded, putting his hands in his sleeves, "Who taught you this method?"

"My second brother told me the last time he came back to the island."

"It's your ability to persevere." Luo Cang took a deep look at Luo Jiujiang, "Your body is strong enough now, but if you want to go further, I can also give you a new introduction." A higher waterfall, if you love to practice, take the time to practice by yourself.”

After briefly explaining the matter, Luo Cang did not dwell too much on this topic: "Since I have saved this part of the time, I can move forward the plan that was left behind...not counting as a member of the inner island." Formal Big Bi Xiao Bi, have you ever fought?"

Luo Jiujiang and Luo Cang met each other's eyes for a moment, and replied honestly, "I've fought a lot."

How can a boy of this age not fight.In the clan, he is the young son of the patriarch's family, and not many people come to find fault with him, but he also has a few enemies in the Seven Islands, and he has taken the initiative to go out and cause trouble a few times before.

"En." Luo Cang responded coldly, unable to tell whether he was satisfied with the answer or not, "Then do you know the difference between a competition and a fight?"

"Competition is more elegant and more disciplined than fighting." Luo Jiujiang has a personal experience of this point. When fighting, there is not so much nonsense between each other. Once the fight is in a hurry, the number of ways on the sword will also be dismantled and changed. Soon, sometimes the moves are quite indecent.

"Oh, that can count as well." Luo Cang nodded indifferently, "But the most different point between fighting and competition is that others may not fight you alone."

While talking, Luo Cang waved his hands out of thin air.The last time he did this was in the morning, when the mountain of books that suddenly appeared almost buried Luo Jiujiang.Luo Jiujiang's memory of his action was still fresh, and he flashed back without saying a word.

... Then five burly men appeared before his eyes.

"Puppet?" Luo Jiujiang didn't even need to look closely, the skin of these puppets shone with an iron-colored luster, and there were obvious traces of mechanisms at the joints. Although each face did not lack eyes and noses, the facial features were all pressed out of a mold , each puppet looks the same.

These five tall and stout puppets are holding a hard brow-leveling stick upside down in their hands, and their heads are all round and bald. Maybe they are afraid of being indecent, and each of them has a rustic and fat monk indiscriminately. robe.

"These puppets are following the path of Buddhist cultivation." Luo Cang didn't seem to want to say anything more, "From today on, you should learn how to fight."

Luo Jiujiang has just observed carefully for a while, and has confirmed that the sticks carried by these puppets are made of star steel that has been tempered many times: this thing can break ordinary people's tendons and bones when it is dropped by weight alone. If it is rounded, I am afraid that his body is strong enough to withstand a few blows.

Out of this consideration, Luo Jiujiang said cautiously: "What kind of cultivation are they roughly equivalent to?"

"After all, it's just the beginning, so I don't want to ask too much." Luo Cang's eyelids drooped slightly, "Since you are the seventh level of Qi Refining, they are also the seventh level of Qi Refining. If you can't beat it, it's nothing, you just need to be beaten That’s it—you have to be good at beating and being beaten when you are out of the house.”

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

This sounds like a jerk, but it does make sense.Luo Jiujiang sighed, and drew out his knife, but there was clearly a eager smile in his eyes.

The handle of the knife skillfully turned around Luo Jiujiang's wrist, and made a fancy knife flower. Luo Jiujiang gave a slight salute to the five black and black iron lumps, and said with a smile: "Please."

……

When he took the first stick, the heavy force wrapped in the sound of the wind shook Luo Jiujiang's wrists numb.

And behind him, the remaining four sticks were swung mercilessly, and the strong force and swift speed made a sound of piercing wind, and the hair on Luo Jiujiang's back stood on end.

He flipped his hands away from the puppet's eyebrow-leveling stick in front of him, dexterously dodged behind the opponent, and stabbed the puppet's back with the knife, but had to stop in a hurry halfway - Luo Cang only said that the opponent would stop if he hit the puppet's vital points Action, but he didn't say that the elbows of these puppets can be turned outward!

It is a literal turning out!

The big iron lump in front of him didn't even need to turn around, and he swept across Luo Jiujiang's calf with a clean stick. Luo Jiujiang dodged it, but he had already missed the golden opportunity to make the first move.

The remaining four puppets also took advantage of this delayed moment to surround them. The unexpected situation disrupted Luo Jiujiang's previous plan. The original fierce attack was forced to stagnate, and the momentum weakened, and it was forced to become defensive .

Luo Cang watched the scene coldly from the side.

Between lightning and flint, Luo Jiujiang bowed his waist and retreated, put one hand on the back of the knife and pushed it out flat, knocking away two black steel rods, and at the same time walked a series of mandarin duck steps under his feet, and stepped on a steel rod to eject it with force , crashed out from the gap in the encirclement of the five puppets.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiang realized from the bottom of his heart that his and Luo Cang's definitions of fighting were indeed quite different - the fighting in his impression was only worthy of being called ordinary fighting, while the one in his master's concept was frantic fighting. Gang fights.

Taking the initiative to turn around and hold the stick of the puppet closest to him, Luo Jiujiang slammed into the opponent's arms and stabbed the puppet's chest and abdomen with his backhand. At the same time, he felt that he wanted to scold his mother.

Generally, Buddhist practitioners fight with defense as offense, most of them will conjure up a vajra mask, and take the way of letting you be stormy and I will stand still.According to the ferocious moves of these puppets, it is even flattering to say that it is a demon cultivator!

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Two quarters of an hour later, Luo Jiujiang, who had dealt with the last puppet, half-kneeled on the ground with a knife, and didn't want to say a word: Now even if he breathes a little harder, his whole body will hurt like hell.

Just now he resolutely took a stick in the back, and took the opportunity to use a sharp knife to create a gap between the puppets that could determine victory or defeat.However, how could a flesh and blood body resist the cold steel, the fall was heavy and hard, and Luo Jiujiang's internal organs trembled, almost having the illusion that his lungs were about to be ejected.

The injury on his back slowed down Luo Jiujiang's speed of dodging with his knife, and he didn't find a chance to kill the third puppet for a long time.During this period, due to stagnation in his body skills, he inevitably received a few sticks.

——From this point of view, Luo Cang's heart is indeed harder than steel.Just now Luo Jiujiang had no choice but to use his left arm to support an eyebrow-level stick, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in the radius, and there was only a click in his ears, but the bone was almost broken.

However, Luo Cang sat firmly in the wheelchair, not only did his body remain motionless, but even his expression did not change a bit.If it weren't for Luo Jiujiang's strong body and quick response, he immediately used his left arm that was so painful that he almost didn't feel it to withstand it, first used the handle of the knife to force the puppet back behind him, and then stabbed the puppet in front of him to stop the movement. Only by breaking a few can Luo Cang stop it.

After relieving the most painful breath, Luo Jiujiang Fang raised his head and forced a smile: "I wonder if Master has any medicine?" If this wound is not wiped with good medicine, he probably won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

"There is medicinal wine."

Luo Cang slowly turned the wheelchair and walked to Luo Jiujiang's side, waiting patiently for Luo Jiujiang to unbutton his jacket and reveal his back.Luo Jiujiang was hit hard with his left arm just now, but now he is still unable to move finely with his fingers.When he tore off his top shirt, he turned his head and saw that the place on his back where he was hit by a stick had now turned into a large bruise spreading like a spider web.

Luo Cang's eyes softened a bit, but his movements were still ruthless.He unscrewed the lid of the medicinal wine and pushed Luo Jiujiang's back to invigorate the blood. The pain in his hands made Luo Jiujiang tremble.

In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of grinning his teeth, Luo Jiujiang casually found a topic that made him resentful: "Master, are these five puppets really Buddha cultivators?"

"I won't lie to you, they are indeed Buddhist cultivators." Luo Cang pressed Luo Jiujiang's shoulder heavily to prevent him from breaking free, "But their tricks are imitated by Buddhist cultivators who practice the six animal paths, so I'm afraid I forgot to talk to you." explain."

Luo Jiujiang: "...Then Master, your words are so elegant." Most people don't say that the six animal ways are Buddhist practice, and usually call them cults!

"You can make these five puppets stop, which surprised me." Pushing away the clotted blood on Luo Jiujiang's back, Luo Cang pulled Luo Jiujiang's left arm again, and wrinkled slightly after just one glance. Frowning, "But it was too reckless to deal with the second puppet, and I shouldn't have resisted it with my back."

"In that case, there is no other way than this." Luo Jiujiang twitched the corner of his mouth—Luo Cang changed a new medicine on his arm, and it didn't hurt when rubbed on it, but it made his bones sore.

Luo Cang shook his head: "There are other ways. Do you want me to tell you, or do you want to think about it yourself?"

"Then let me go back and think about it. If you don't wake up tomorrow, please tell me, Master." After the wounds on his back and arms were treated, Luo Jiujiang put on his clothes again and shook the hem, "Huh?"

It was Luo Cang who handed the bottle of medicinal wine and a medicine bottle to his eyes.

"Put it away." Luo Cang said briefly, "Otherwise, do you still want to work as a teacher to treat your wounds again and again?"

"Don't dare dare, thank you, Master." Luo Jiujiang said dare not, but smiled on his face: The two medicines Luo Cang gave him are really good, and the wounds on his body have been treated for less than a cup of tea. But the sense of swelling and pain on Cai Cai's body has been swept away.

Judging from the courage of the other party to cook breakfast with Titian leaves, these two medicines probably have some famous names.

Just as Luo Cang turned the wheelchair to signal Luo Jiujiang to follow, Luo Qi waved and ran from a distance: "Brother Luo——Brother Luo——"

"What's the matter? Don't worry, speak slowly." Luo Jiujiang took two steps forward, only to see that this clan brother who usually always chased after him looked terrified.

"Finally found you!" Luo Qi grabbed Luo Jiujiang's sleeve, gasping for breath, and barely squeezed out half a breath from his lungs, "Brother Luo, Brother Han's mother... is gone. "

"what?!"