The residence covers an area of nearly 200 square meters. The house is antique, with sparse green bamboos and several banana plants outside the window, making it extremely quiet and elegant. There are three Tunling trees in the courtyard that are over a hundred years old. Their lush branches and leaves cover most of the courtyard.
This is Chu Jun's new residence, which is a hundred times better than the small wooden house he lives in outside the gate, but he has to pay the rent of two thousand spirit beans every year. Of course, the inner disciples have a monthly payment of two hundred spiritual beans, which is barely enough to pay the rent. If they take the time to go hunting a few times, it is more than enough to cope with it. Chu Jun had just received a reward of 10,000 spiritual beans, and with the 800 spiritual beans obtained from the spiritual millet harvest, he could be said to be rich and wealthy. After paying rent for a year, I still have nearly 9,000 spiritual beans.
At this time, Chu Jun was tinkering in the yard with a meeting gift given to him by the cheap master Qu Zhengfeng, a first-grade defensive vest that could withstand several attacks from first-level spiritual beasts. Chu Jun happily put it on, He took out a light cyan long sword and looked at it carefully. This long sword was also given by the cheap master Qu Zhengfeng. It is a very ordinary first-grade green steel flying sword. Although it is only a first-grade flying sword, its hardness and sharpness are several times stronger than a large sword used for physical training. The most important thing is that the flying sword can withstand the infusion of spiritual power, while ordinary swords cannot withstand it and are easily broken.
Chu Jun held the green steel flying sword in his hand. He closed his eyes and felt the cold breath coming from the handle. As if he was back in the fighting field again, Ruan Fang's flying sword with lightning flashes came to kill him in the chest... Chu Jun suddenly said Huo Di opened his eyes, his palms already soaked with sweat.
Chu Jun took a deep breath, once again imagining the scene of that fatal sword flying, and experiencing the mystery of the sudden burst of divine power in his legs. When Chu Jun opened his eyes again, a cold light flashed in his eyes. A faint silver light flowed through the blade of the green steel flying sword, and the tip of the sword buzzed slightly.
Chu Jun stared intently at the green steel flying sword in his hand. The hand holding the handle of the sword slowly released, and the green steel flying sword actually hovered precariously above the palm of his hand.
"Successful!" Chu Jun was ecstatic, and the light on the Qinggang Feijian suddenly dimmed, and it fell down with a swish.
Chu Jun held the handle of the sword excitedly. He had already figured out some ways to drive things away. Spiritual consciousness controls the movement of objects, and spiritual power is transmitted through spiritual consciousness to provide power for objects. Only when spiritual consciousness and spiritual power cooperate properly can objects be driven like arms and fingers.
Chu Jun used the new moon's divine power again, and his divine consciousness attached to the green steel flying sword. The divine power was transferred into the green steel flying sword through his spiritual consciousness, and he slowly let go of his hand. Sure enough, the green steel flying sword hovered above the palm of his hand, much more stable this time than the first time.
Chu Jun suppressed the excitement in his heart, and his spiritual consciousness directed the Qinggang Flying Sword to slide forward. The crescent moon's divine power was continuously transmitted into the Qinggang Flying Sword through his spiritual consciousness, and the Qinggang Flying Sword slowly moved forward half a century. The rice queen dropped to the ground. Chu Jun knew that it was caused by his own divine power output not being able to keep up with the command of his divine consciousness. It was like turning on a high gear and not stepping on the accelerator enough, causing a dead fire.
Chu Jun practiced repeatedly for more than an hour, and finally he could control the green steel flying sword to move simply within one meter around his body. This was undoubtedly a huge improvement. Chu Jun practiced while the iron was hot until his divine power gave out and his consciousness could no longer continue before he stopped to rest.
Today, he was almost killed by Ruan Fang's sword. Chu Jun was greatly stimulated and knew the importance of strength. In this other world where the strong are respected, the lives of the weak will always be in the hands of others. The body cultivator who was chopped into two pieces today, except for people who are familiar with him, who would care about the life of a mosquito. If he hadn't practiced the Lingyue Jue, maybe he would have been carried away and buried hastily. After a few months, I’m afraid no one will remember that there was an unlucky guy named Chu Jun.
Chu Jun silently used the Crescent Moon Technique, absorbed the refined moonlight essence, and restored the consumed crescent moon power.
"Be careful, someone touched it!" The light and shadow woman's dry and cold voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
Chu Jun was taken aback, hurriedly closed his kung fu, clenched the green steel flying sword in his hand warily, stared up at a Tunling tree with cold eyes, and shouted: "Who? Get out!"
A guy in a black shirt jumped down from the tree nimbly. It turned out to be Shen Xiaobao who escaped today. Shen Xiaobao looked at Chu Jun with strange eyes: "It's impossible. With my master's ability to walk thousands of miles alone and walk on the snow without a trace of lightness, how could you, a second-level physical practitioner like you, find it out!"
Not feeling any hostility from Shen Xiaobao, Chu Jun couldn't help but relax and said: "Because you smell!"
Shen Xiaobao asked curiously: "What does it smell like?"
"It smells like burning!" Chu Jun stood up and said calmly.
Shen Xiaobao turned around and smelled it, and sure enough he smelled a burnt smell. It turned out that Lin Ping's electricity had burned many places on his clothes during today's competition. Shen Xiaobao screamed strangely: "Do you have a dog's nose?"
Chu Jun frowned and said, "Senior Brother Shen snuck in late at night, what are you doing?"
"Bah, bah, bah! Don't say it so harshly. I climbed over the wall and came in openly. Heaven and earth can tell, and the sun and the moon can prove it!" Shen Xiaobao said with no shame.
Chu Jun couldn't help being speechless. Shen Xiaobao winked and said: "I heard that the master has recently accepted a proud disciple. It just so happens that the moon is dark and the wind is high tonight. As a respected senior brother, I naturally want to come and give you some advice!" He said and stepped forward! He stepped forward and punched out without explanation. Although the punch was blowing, it was obvious that he did not use spiritual power, but pure physical power.
Chu Jun's steps slipped, he quickly moved two feet to the left, and turned sideways to avoid the punch. Shen Xiaobao's punch was empty, and he immediately kicked Chu Jun's lower abdomen with a side kick that was extremely fast. Chu Jun had no choice but to move a few feet later to avoid his attack, and said angrily: "Shen Xiaobao, what do you mean?"
Shen Xiaobao chuckled and said, "I can't tell you are really smart, but I will beat you into a pig's head tonight!"
Chu Jun frowned and said, "What's the reason?"
Shen Xiaobao pretended to straighten his collar and said: "Of course it is to maintain my supreme prestige as a senior brother. Hehe, every time the master accepts a disciple, I will repair it for him first, so that he will be obedient and well-behaved in the future!"
Chu Jun was a little bit dumbfounded and said: "You are so shameless, what is your ability to bully me, a second-level physical practitioner, with a cultivation level in the spirit condensation stage!"
Shen Xiaobao curled his lips and said: "I have always been fair. I will never use half of my spiritual power to fight you. I will only use my physical strength to fight you. If you lose, you must obey my senior brother's words from now on. I will tell you to go east but not to the west. I will tell you to pee." Don’t fart, and the most important thing is don’t accuse me in front of the master, otherwise I will give you eye drops!”
Chu Jun suddenly felt that this situation was very familiar. When he arrived in the army at the beginning of the year, the black-faced squad leader also said something similar. He couldn't help but grinned and said, "What if you lose?"
Shen Xiaobao crossed his arms disapprovingly and said, "Will I lose? Obviously it's impossible, but if I lose, I'll call you senior brother!"
Chu Jun shook his head and said: "That's not enough. If you lose, you must obey me absolutely from now on. I will tell you to go east but not west, and I will tell you to pee and not fart, otherwise I will give you eye drops!"
Shen Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "It's interesting, come on, come on, until I kick the shit out of you, you'll be clean!" As he said that, he kicked Chu Jun unexpectedly in the lower abdomen, and sure enough, Not even half a cent of spiritual power was used.
Fighting with his bare hands, Chu Jun was not afraid of anyone. He dodged sideways and grabbed Shen Xiaobao's ankle, then kicked him three ways.
"Wow, you are so vicious!" Shen Xiaobao screamed strangely, jumped up on one foot to avoid Chu Jun's kick to the lower body, and hit Chu Jun's nose with his right hand. Chu Jun had to let go of Shen Xiaobao's ankle and retreat to avoid the punch.
The two of them fought back and forth with punches and kicks, and each received several heavy punches from the other. Shen Xiaobao screamed again and again, and said angrily while fighting: "Ah, bah, weird, weird, what kind of boxing technique did you use? It's too vicious, too brutal and violent!"
Chu Jun used the fighting skills practiced within the special forces team, absorbing the ferocity and directness of Muay Thai, the agility of Chinese Sanda, and the subtlety of grappling. It was vicious, efficient and direct, and it hit all the vital parts of the human body.
Peng!
The two of them fell away at the same time, rolling several meters before stopping. Chu Jun jumped up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Shen Xiaobao opposite him with vigilance. Shen Xiaobao stood up in pain holding his lower abdomen, his left eye and the corner of his mouth were red and swollen.
"Do you still want to fight?" Chu Jun said solemnly.
Shen Xiaobao touched the red and swollen corners of his mouth, hissed and said angrily: "You even spanked me, you are so evil. You picked your nose, inserted your eyes, kicked your vagina, bitten with your teeth, and hit your head." … you are vicious!"
Chu Jun looked at Shen Xiaobao's embarrassed look and didn't dare to grin. Shen Xiaobao shouted angrily: "Laughing fart, you can't make me any better!"
Chu Jun touched the red and swollen cheeks on both sides. There was no feeling anymore, only fleshy cheeks.
"Damn, you're wearing Fatty's first-grade defense vest... It hurts so much!" Shen Xiaobao rubbed his belly: "Damn Fatty, every time he accepts a disciple, he always gives him a vest and a green steel flying sword. , Stingy Iron Rooster, yo..."
Chu Jun touched the first-grade defensive vest on his body and said with a smile: "He gives these two things as a gift every time?"
Shen Xiaobao chuckled and said: "There are at least ten or eight of these things in his cave. This was the meeting gift I gave you when I accepted you as my disciple. Fatty is very stingy!"
Chu Jun couldn't help being speechless!
Shen Xiaobao touched the corners of his dark eyes and said with a proud smile: "Your boy has a fourth-grade superior spiritual root and is even better than me. Fatty finally doesn't have to stare at me so closely. Life will be much easier in the future... Hey, you kid, remember to practice diligently to bring honor to your master and to me, Zhengtian Clan, I think highly of you!"
Chu Jun looked dumbfounded as Shen Xiaobao climbed over the wall and climbed out of the yard, and said to himself: "This guy is really a living treasure!"
At this time, there was a beating sound at the courtyard door. Chu Jun opened the door and almost fell over. A black-eyed rooster's face stuck out. It was Shen Xiaobao who had just climbed over the wall.
"Go to Xiuling Hall tomorrow to listen to the fat man's sermon!" Shen Xiaobao said this and turned around and limped away.