Dang bang.
The two broken gun barrels fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The yard was full of large and small potholes blasted out by infuriating energy, and Bai Li's father Luyuan fell into the biggest pit, his butt sank into the ground, looked up at the sky, his nose was bleeding, The face doubts the expression of life.
As a warrior honed in battle, Lu Yuan's strongest ability compared to other Jianghu people is his ability to use the environment and utensils, whether it is mainstream weapons such as knives, guns and sticks, or those strange weapons, even kitchen utensils, Farming tools, pen and ink, thread, clothes, in his hands, will become powerful killers.
Lu Yuan integrated these skills and formed his own martial arts school, which he named Bai Po Wuyi.
However, just now, in his own yard, in the right place at the right time, he showed all kinds of martial arts, but he couldn't help the white-haired man in front of him who looked much younger than him.
He even used the axe for chopping wood, the hook line for fishing, and the frying pan for cooking in the kitchen, but he still didn't hurt the man in the slightest.
Instead, it was Bai Qiuran who knocked him to the ground with only Zhongzheng's three punches.
A punch to the left eye, a punch to the right eye, and a punch to the middle of the face, smashing his nose with blood.
Originally, he wanted to avenge his beloved wife, but now it seems that he has no choice.
"how?"
Bai Qiuran patted the dust on his shoulders and asked Lu Yuan, who was lying on the ground:
"Am I qualified to be your son's master?"
Lu Yuan did not answer.
He got up from the ground, sat in the pit, was silent for a long time, then raised his head and asked:
"Young man, how can your martial arts be so strong?"
coming! It's now!
An electric light flashed through Bai Qiuran's heart, but he replied calmly:
"Of course it's because I believe in the Heavenly Venerate."
"Foundation Heavenly Venerate?"
Lu Yuan wondered:
"What it is?"
"That's a god..."
Bai Qiuran immediately flicked the mythical story that Bai Li helped perfect to his father. After he finished speaking, he stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly:
"Since I believed in the Foundation Establishment Heavenly Venerate, my waist doesn't hurt anymore, my legs don't feel weak, I walk more vigorously, and I'm more confident. I can even hang and hit with one hand."
"Is it so mysterious..."
Lu Yuan was skeptical.
Originally, he must have sneered at this kind of thing. It is estimated that in this world, apart from Taoism and Buddhism, no martial arts master would do this.
However, Bai Qiuran's strength, he has personally experienced, under his various martial arts, so relaxed and comfortable, this is absolutely impossible for the top terrestrial gods in this world.
If we really fight, looking at Bai Qiuran like this, maybe he can really hang up and fight all those old guys.
"Dad, why don't you try it."
At this moment, Bai Li came over and handed out a handkerchief to his father, at the same time he also sent an assist to Bai Qiuran.
"Try what? Do you think people will really accept me?"
Lu Yuan gave Bai Li a slap on the head, and he was angry.
"Get up, go and light the fire, and then go to your grandpa Yao's place to grab some medicine to boil it. Your father and mother both need medicinal materials to heal their injuries."
"friend."
At this time, Bai Qiuran on the side said to Lu Yuan:
"Actually, Li is right, you can really try it."
"what?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you've been stuck in this state for several years."
Bai Qiuran smiled at Lu Yuan and said:
"You may think that breakthrough is hopeless, but in fact, in my opinion, you just need a little help, go and seek the grace of the foundation-building god. As long as you want to make a breakthrough, in front of him, all living beings are equal. ."
"So selfless?"
Lu Yuan said suspiciously.
"You don't need statues or anything, just take three sticks of incense, bow to heaven and earth in the soil in your yard, and recite the blessing of the foundation-building god in your heart."
Bai Qiuran advised:
"Anyway, you don't need to spend money, or join some suspicious organization, just try it."
"… "
Lu Yuan glanced at Bai Li, then at Bai Qiuran, and then said to Bai Li:
"Alright, then I'll give it a try, Huaili, you can drop by the grocery store and help me get three incense sticks."
"Dad."
Bai Li asked in surprise:
"You promised?"
"As this little friend said, I don't need to spend any money anyway, I can still afford the incense of a few pennies."
Lu Yuan bowed to Bai Qiuran and said:
"And in this world, the strong are respected. If you beat me, then everything you say makes sense."
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Lu Yuan put three sticks of incense sticks in his yard, and then invited Bai Qiuran and Li Jinyao and Tang Ruowei he brought to have a meal at home.
After dinner, the three of Bai Qiuran said goodbye. They opened two rooms in the village inn, so they didn't stay at Lu Yuan and Bai Li's house.
Not long after they left, Lu Yuan and Xie Qianrou also applied the ointment under the service of their adopted daughter Lu Yue'er, and then the husband and wife both went to bed a little depressed.
The pain on his face made Lu Yuan not sure whether he was asleep or awake. When he came to his senses, he suddenly found that he did not have a bedroom at home, but came to a strange place.
In all directions, there was a thick fog that could not see five fingers, and even the road under his feet could not be seen clearly, but Lu Yuan could still feel that he was stepping on a solid body under his feet. Looking down, he was still wearing the clothes he wore when he went to bed. Even the feet are still bare.
"It's a long way..."
Suddenly, in the depths of the fog, there was a gentle, somewhat vague voice mixed with metallic vibrato.
"Lu Yuan... Come here as this deity."
The voice seemed to be calling his name, and after the voice appeared, Lu Yuan felt an inexplicable throbbing, calling him into the fog.
He couldn't help but walked forward, deep into the mist.
I don't know how long I walked, before Lu Yuan, the thick fog suddenly separated, and there was a golden light in front of him.
The light is dazzling but not dazzling, but it makes people feel warm and comfortable all over the body, like a newborn sunrise, which makes people can't help but have countless beautiful fantasies in their hearts.
The light gradually subsided, Lu Yuan opened his eyes and looked forward, only to find that he had come to a fairy mountain.
In the open space of Xianshan, a vigorous old Panasonic has a square stone table and four small round stools made of stones.
Directly opposite Lu Yuan, on the round stool on the side of the stone table, sat a white-haired, white-clothed man who could not see clearly.
He is carrying a sword box on his back, and on his shoulders there is a golden dragon that is naughty puffing clouds, very cute.
"It's a long way."
The white-haired man smiled at him:
"I hear your call and prayer."
Lu Yuan was stunned, cupped his hands and asked:
"Dare to ask the Venerable?"
"Good."
The man in white, who couldn't see his face clearly, squeezed a mysterious magic formula and smiled at him:
"The deity is, and the merit is immeasurable and the foundation is established."