"Little friend, you have some insight. This Winter Palace is indeed a part of the 'Ancient Heavenly Court'." A steady voice stepped out of the palace.
It was a prudent middle-aged man, wearing a simple Taoist robe, carrying a long sword, and holding a whisk in his hand.
Song Shuhang looked at the middle-aged man, and then he could see at a glance the realm of the other party - the realm of the second rank, and it should be the realm of the fifth dantian and dragon palm dantian. The infuriating river behind the middle-aged man has only condensed to the position of the 'dragon palm'.
This realm is a little stronger than the foreign monk, and it is about the same level of strength as the original 'altar master'.
I'm not mistaken, this Daoist only has the strength of the second-rank realm? Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.
As the owner of Forbidden Palace, this Taoist priest is slightly weaker... Could it be because the other party hid his aura and suppressed his true strength
In Shuhang's heart, Ye Sidao: In my eyes, the opponent only has the strength of the second-rank fifth dantian small realm. Maybe it really suppressed the breath and realm...
"Pin Dao is the current custodian of the Palace of Bitter Winter, Shuang Hanzi. I don't know what the two fellow Daoists call them?" Shuang Hanzi saluted Song Shuhang and Venerable White.
He didn't reach out to hit the smiling face, so Senior White didn't directly take action.
"You can call me Bai, if you call me Venerable Bai, it's fine." Senior White replied.
Venerable White? You are a liar, if a Venerable can dash to the Palace of Winter, I will cut off my head and kick it for you. The corners of Shuang Hanzi's mouth twitched, but he still smiled reluctantly: "Hello, Fellow Daoist Bai."
Song Shuhang also said: "Fellow Daoist can call me Shushan Jushi."
Senior White turned his head and asked curiously, "Huh? Isn't that the Tyrant Saber Song Yi?"
"No, today is Friday." Song Shuhang said seriously.
"Oh." Although the white predecessor looked inexplicable, he still nodded.
Shuang Hanzi: "..." Does it have anything to do with the name of the Dao and what day of the week it is today
Shuang Hanzi tried his best to make himself laugh more normally: "Fellow Shushan layman looks so young, how long has you been practicing in Taoism?"
Song Shuhang was a little puzzled, why did he ask this question
"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I just asked casually. If it's inconvenient to answer, there's no problem." Shuang Hanzi smiled.
"There's nothing hard to answer." At this time, Senior White smiled and said, "Little friend Shuhang, this is the answer to Daoist Shuanghanzi."
Song Shuhang: "The time to practice in the Dao is still shallow, and I only officially contacted the Dao three months ago and began to practice."
"Three months?" Shuang Hanzi was taken aback and looked at Song Shuhang in disbelief.
"It will take three months before and after, but I have had adventures here and spent a period of time in the 'time-type' secret realm. If you count that part of the time, it will be four months of cultivation here." Song Shuhang said .
"Fellow Daoist is really lucky." Shuang Hanzi chuckled.
Then, Shuang Hanzi suddenly took off his simple Taoist robe, revealing a set of combat armor inside: "The Palace of Bitter Winter, I want to activate the personal arena function, and the battle target is designated as this 'Book Mountain Layman'. Mom It's an asshole, he has been practicing the Pin Dao for more than 30 years, and now he is the fifth dantian realm of the second rank. Torturing him, a weak chicken who has only practiced for three months, is as easy as playing!"
Song Shuhang: "..."
Senior White: "..."
Ye Si: "…"
Is this called a picture of poor daggers? The Daoist Shuanghanzi asked so many questions, but he actually wanted to know the details of Song Shuhang and Senior Bai? Then, when he learned that Song Shuhang had only been practicing for three months, he happily dragged Song Shuhang into the personal arena, ready to abuse Song Shuhang.
But why would he abuse Song Shuhang? He abused Song Shuhang, and there was Senior White standing beside him. Did he beat Senior White
"If you don't die, you won't die, why don't some people understand it?" Song Shuhang murmured.
While speaking, he felt his body light up and was pulled into a ring.
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The 'personal arena' mentioned by Shuang Hanzi was similar to the arena in the independent space where the demon hamster pulled Song Shuhang into. It is also a relatively independent battle space, fully enclosed.
Song Shuhang and Shuang Hanzi stayed in the battle space.
Senior White was isolated outside the ring and became an audience.
Song Shuhang sighed: "Fellow Daoist, why are you suffering?"
"No way, Pindao has to complete the task." Shuanghanzi sighed: "As the guardian of the 'Winter Palace', Pindao must at least block the monks who invade the forbidden area. If not, the status of Pindao's 'guardian' will be cut off, and he will have to start over from a hard labor. So I can only say that you are unlucky, Shushan Jushi Daoist."
Song Shuhang: "..."
From Shuang Hanzi's words, he probably understood the reason why the opponent suddenly pulled him into the arena battle space.
But... How did this Shuanghanzi, who was only in the second-rank realm, become the guardian of the 'Winter Palace'? Is the Winter Palace empty
"Don't struggle anymore, fellow Shushan Buddhist monk. Although the poor Daoist has average aptitude, he has missed the golden age of cultivation, and he has only reached the second-rank realm after 30 years of hard work. The problem. Little friend, just stand and let Pindao beat you. As long as one punch knocks you out, Pindao's mission is complete." Shuang Hanzi suggested.
"Fellow Daoist Shuanghanzi... When you caught me in, couldn't you see my cultivation realm?" Song Shuhang asked.
"What do you mean?" Shuang Hanzi said.
"Okay... It seems that fellow Daoist can't see my realm. In this case, I feel that I must introduce my ghost to fellow Daoist." Song Shuhang snapped his fingers.
Ye Si cooperated and emerged from Song Shuhang's body. She pulled her skirt and gave Shuang Hanzi a lady's gift - she just learned from TV not long ago.
Shuang Hanzi looked at Ye Si, only to feel that there was spiritual power surging in this spirit ghost, faintly exuding the breath of golden elixir.
"My spirit ghost, Ye Si, has a cultivation base of the fifth-grade realm, and the golden elixir spirit emperor, it's all right!" Song Shuhang said.
Shuang Hanzi: "Your uncle!" How on earth did you, a cultivator who has only cultivated for three months, get a spirit ghost that has reached the fifth-rank realm
This is hell!
Adultery, there must be adultery in it.
"Friend Shushan, this is your fault. The arena battle between the two of us is a very personal matter. How could the battle between you and me bring in your ghost lady? "Shuang Hanzi gritted his teeth.
Song Shuhang: "The spirit ghost and the cultivator are one body, and they are not separate from each other."
Shuang Hanzi grinned: "I didn't expect fellow Daoist to have such a means... Fortunately, the poor Daoist also has a means."
After speaking, he suddenly said loudly: "Ring rules: Please ask the ghosts in the arena out, the power of ghosts is not allowed in this arena battle!"
swoosh~~
Ye Si was also teleported to the bottom of the 'personal arena' and stood side by side with Senior White.
"Does this ring still have this kind of function?" Senior White said.
Ye Si smiled and waved to Song Shuhang in the audience: "Come on, Shuhang, I can't help you!"
Song Shuhang: "..."
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Shuang Hanzi: "Now, your ghost is gone."
"Well, friendly means. I wonder how many times you can use this kind of arena rule?" Song Shuhang asked.
Shuang Hanzi laughed and said, "Guess what, fellow Daoist?"
"Don't guess, friend, please!" Song Shuhang took out his treasured saber and aimed it at Shuang Hanzi.
Shuang Hanzi slowly pulled out the long sword behind him and said solemnly, "This sword is called Han Kui, it is one meter two long, and it is made of extremely cold iron stone..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Shuhang had already attacked.
Under "A Gentleman's Journey", Song Shuhang's figure was erratic, but he approached Shuanghanzi at a very fast speed.
At the same time, Song Shuhang turned his wrist slightly.
A raging flame burned from the knife, and the flame on it was pale and extremely hot. Daoist Scarlet Firmament passed the flaming knife personally, and Song Shuhang was ready to end the battle with one move.
"You are also a second-rank cultivator?" Shuang Hanzi asked in surprise. Although the flaming knife is only an entry-level high-road cargo knife technique, if you want to generate flames from the knife, only a second-rank cultivator can do it.
"Guess." Song Shuhang slashed down.
Guess your uncle, you liar, you said that you have only practiced for three months? Can you cultivate to the second-rank realm in three months? You think you are a little brother covered by heaven!
Shuang Hanzi gritted his teeth and held the long sword: "Ice Dragon Roar!"
Ice Dragon Roar is a sword technique he masters that integrates offense and defense. When a sword is slashed out, the cold air on the sword combined with his icy infuriating energy can condense a lifelike ice dragon.
That ice dragon can retreat and defend, and can attack, far from being comparable to the 'Flaming Knife'.
Even if this liar is a second-rank cultivator, his flaming knife is destined to be swallowed by his own ice dragon...
Before Shuang Hanzi had finished thinking about it, the 'ice dragon' condensed on his sword melted away.
The lifelike ice dragon has just appeared, and when it encounters the blade gas of the flame knife, it melts into water in an instant, like snowflakes under the scorching sun.
The ice dragon turned into a water dragon... Then the water dragon lost control and fell to the ground.
At this time, Song Shuhang's flaming knife remained unabated and slashed down.
when! The flame knife slashed on the cold sword, and the two divine weapons made a sour friction sound.
Shuang Hanzi felt his arm go numb and lost consciousness.
The opponent is very strong.
Not only that, the flame of the flaming knife burns all the way along the cold. If it weren't for Han Kuo, it was also a magic weapon, and it would have been destroyed in this hit.
Shuang Hanzi secretly screamed that it was not good, the other party's flaming knife was obviously not the kind of common goods.
"Three heads and six arms!" Song Shuhang's voice sounded again.
Three heads and six arms? This young man has mastered this kind of spell? Frost Hanzi was shocked. (To be continued.)