---- This firm is not simple.
Unlike the other four, this ghost had done espionage work. Good at observing doorways.
After he came in, he only felt that the shop was full of mystery. There are almost no places to hide, and almost every dead corner is placed where someone can see it, as if it was cleverly designed to deal with someone sneaking in. Even the sentry of the Baimu Palace is not so strict, how can a commercial firm in this area be able to do it
Naturally, he would not be as stupid as the rest of the people, hiding in places where he would be discovered. He figured out the only place that wouldn't be found. It's the last room in the shop.
There are only two people in here, a tall man is sleeping soundly, and all the harazis are dripping on his clothes.
In addition, a middle-aged man in his thirties sat in the middle. He was dressed in a black sable cloak and silver scale armor. He had a mighty appearance, three scrimmage beards, and eyes like electricity. In particular, the posture of manicuring with a large knife is so skillful that it is impeccable.
Damn it! Decided to be this funny!
The ghost secretly made up his mind, holding the short-edged sword on the waist in his hand, and lowered his body like a cheetah attacking. But unknowingly, it fell lower and lower, and finally fell directly to the ground, unable to stand up at all. I can't use my energy all over, as if my body is not my own. He didn't even know when his strength was lost, and his body no longer had any strength.
"Huh? Who is this?"
After a while, the man repaired his nails, only to find the ghost lying on the ground. "When is there more than one person
On the other side of the man, someone smiled faintly: "Probably went the wrong way." The subdued ghost didn't even know anyone behind him.
In an instant, he was sweating heavily. This kind of thing, only a hundred eyes can do it before. How come there are such experts in this district? Then when I was thinking about this question, my consciousness fell into darkness.
There is also a ghost, very rare, who invaded from the kitchen. He was careful not to be found by anyone. Suddenly, the voices of two women came, and the ghost grabbed the knife and became more alert. If something goes wrong, kill immediately.
But the conversation is
"Xiao!! What are you cooking? Why is it purple---and there are skeletons on the water!?" "I don't know, I just cooked it the usual way."
"This can't be served to guests! You are not allowed to enter the kitchen again! Really, who told you to come here. Forget it, you go back to the shopkeeper's wife, many people are looking for her.
"Oh fine…
It doesn't seem to be found... The ghost gradually relaxed, and the five fingers holding the knife also slowly loosened.
Suddenly, I felt hot on my head, and it turned out that the tea I didn't want was splashed on my head. Yougui almost jumped out angrily and killed that stinky woman! But even if the soldier on the mission fell into the sea of fire, he couldn't say a word. With the last cry, he resisted the torment of the boiling tea with great perseverance. Until a drop of tea fell on his lips along his cheek.
And he accidentally tasted it.
… he never woke up again…
The last ghost came in through the main entrance pretending to be a guest. When he saw the proprietress of the shop go out, he followed carefully all the way.
This woman is weak, and her appearance is even more beautiful. And the figure... Hehehe. It happened to be a great opportunity to kidnap and give it to Lord Baimu to make him happy and show his merit.
So he followed into the woods, and now
The two figures quickly exchanged hands like wind and electricity, and the speed was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.
Ming Xiaolou's slender finger lightly pointed, Shen Yiren avoided and hit the tree behind him. The small tree about one person's waist was broken in response, and if it was struck by lightning, it would fall to the ground with a click. The middle finger was scorched black for a while, and a faint spark was faintly visible.
Xia Er grinned: "It's too late to surrender, I only contributed 50% of my strength." Shen Yiren gestured to the sword in his hand.
"I haven't fired a single sword yet. Be careful, your brother also knows that I, Shen Yiren, want to use a sword, but it's not something ordinary people can resist."
Xia'er wrinkled her little nose and hummed: 'These words are shameless in every sense. Shen Yiren smiled silently, and suddenly stepped forward with his sword.
The soft-fingered sword that could be wrapped around her slender waist suddenly stood up, pointing straight to the sky, and the momentum of her whole body kept expanding. Xia Er knew that this move was powerful, and flew back.
There was a loud bang, and Xia'er, who hastily avoided, was also stunned.
The place where Shen Yiren dropped the sword actually sunk into a big hole, as if what Shen Yiren was holding was not a soft waisted sword, but a big hammer of a man of divine power, so he could have the power of breaking the ground.
"Didn't I say it? Ordinary people can't stop it."
The ghost didn't even dare to swallow.
----What should I do, Mom, I really want to run away...
Chapter 68 Yizhen Shop (4)
Daluoshan martial arts has always been scattered.
In addition to the legacy of the ancestors, there is a magical spiritual method that runs through the upper and lower levels. The rest of the martial arts are all pieced together with a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west.
The reason is inseparable from Daluo Mountain's outliers and the complicated and chaotic sources of martial arts. In the later generations of Daluo Mountain, the master and direct disciples can still study the classics in the Shenzhu Pavilion of Shuhai. The rest can only rely on some basic skills to ponder, and finally come up with a bunch of different martial arts. Many jokes have been made, and this generation is the most ignorant representative of Ming Feizhen's "Book of Night Luos".
This situation was rewritten only after the appearance of the previous generation's leader, that is, Heroes of Shenzhou. Based on the magical powers he has learned, he will meet in a hundred years in his life, and accumulate in Daluo Mountain for a thousand years, and all of them have been recorded in a book "Daluo Five Nerves". At this point, Daluoshan martial arts has finally become a system, and there are guidelines for every move. The disciples under his command no longer ponder like headless flies.
Heroes of Shenzhou are not only highly respected in the rivers and lakes, but in Daluo Mountain, they are still effective, and their authority is even higher than the number one in charge. It is because of his great contribution to the martial arts of the Daluoshan faction that he has carried on the past and opened up the future.
As the head of Minghua language, he has three out of five of the five nerves, and the three are 'shadow sweep', 'shen palm' and 'juejian'. The reason is simple and clear - because he is handsome.
The knight travels thousands of miles with the sword, the white clothes come and go like the wind, and the wicked are killed. What a heroic demeanor. The other two] he didn't have the thought to study, let alone practice. Tianfeng Xuanyuan was able to master the "Golden Immortal Sutra" mainly because of the generosity of the Tianfeng family. Feeding tonics, taking medicinal baths, and instilling internal strength since childhood, he forged a pair of invulnerable copper skin and iron bones. Practicing the "Golden Immortal Sutra" again is sure to get twice the result with half the effort. Compared to his entry, even the hero of Shenzhou was far inferior when he was young, and it can be said that he was the purest person who practiced this unique skill.
As for the rest of the "Remnant Killing Sutra", although she taught Xia'er to get it, what she practiced was not the same.
The "Remnant Killing Sutra" itself is not actually the study of the right way. Most of the inner Tibetan martial arts are not aboveboard. Daluo's five nerves are all-encompassing, and it is the first-class martial arts scripture in the world that fully describes what Shenzhou heroes have seen and felt for a hundred years. But martial arts is also a fighting technique, how can they all follow the right path. This sutra collects the content of various sinister martial arts, torture and interrogation, the most effective way of destroying the human body and so on for hundreds of years. The name of the word 'criminal murder' is to remind the descendants of this nerve to practice, and there are various ways to harm others and themselves, and they should not be self-disciplined.
When Minghuayu was young, he didn't pay attention to this secret book, and when he had to teach his daughter, he turned the book out from under the bed, and the dust was half a foot thick. I picked up the book and swept it through, and then I sifted through hundreds of martial arts, such as strange art, cutting tendons and breaking veins, destroying people's skills, and breaking people's popularity. After fingering all the way, he passed it on to Xia'er.
As everyone knows, this practice is incredible. When Ming Xiaolou was less than fourteen years old, he was able to beat Tianfeng Xuanyuan many times on Daluo Mountain without the ability to fight back. Even in a draw with Hong Jiu, there are several records of riding to the head and winning a big victory. For a time, he became the strongest of the younger generation of Daluo Mountain except Ming Feizhen---Ming Suwen aside---everyone was in an uproar, all sighed that the master's beloved daughter has a special talent, early wisdom and clear vision, she has the past The demeanor of the leader.
Minghuayu thought to himself that a group of blind eyes could not see it.
"Daluo Five Nervousness" is all-encompassing, and it can be said to be a perfect martial arts. The only disadvantage is that the content is too numerous and complicated, and the training takes too long. Poor life force or can be proficient in one or two. To practice all five, unless you have to live as long as the hero of Shenzhou.
The Minghua language is given based on merit, and the overly vicious and vicious parts of the "Remnant Slaughter Classic" have been removed, and it has been refined into less than one-tenth of the content.
To practice naturally fast. In particular, he was willing to teach it hand-in-hand, unlike other disciples who had to practice in the wilderness, and the efficiency was even more extraordinary.
Therefore, Ming Xiaolou has made rapid progress. At the age of fifteen, he has reached the realm of 'breaking the void', and he is only one step away from the realm of real masters. It is surprisingly rare in martial arts.
But it has come to an end.
One afternoon, Minghua said when he was feeding his daughter with him.
"Daughter, Dad passed on your martial arts. What you expect is that you won't be bullied after you go down the mountain. It's not the way to practice martial arts. You can take shortcuts in martial arts, but you have to divide the target. It's not Dad's Tianluo Collection, there's no luck in it.'
When asked how he compares with his fellow apprentices, the geek of Megatron Kyushu showed a more father-like smile.
"Your brothers and sisters follow the way of your great master. They are hard-working, honest, and have no fakes. Dad taught them martial arts. Do you think one of them taught them hand-to-hand? Which is not a fight? You learn it after you die. But the martial arts you practice in this way are yours, and no one can take it away. Don't look at your rapid progress, you've reached the end of your training. Within three years, they won't be able to match you. In five years, it is hard to tell whether you will win or lose. After five years, you will no longer be able to catch up with them. If you want to go further, you can only practice from the beginning." This answer did not make Miss Ming of Daluoshan cry, on the contrary Just a look of doubt. "What do I do with retraining? Do I have to train so hard?"
For Xia'er, martial arts are not necessary. She is the jewel in the palm of the head of Daluo Mountain, the daughter of Minghuayu, and the younger sister of Mingfeizhen, who would dare to bully her. Standing still was not a problem for her.
"Of course not.
A big hand was placed on top of Xia'er's head and caressed, her gentle voice was like a warm spring breeze, and her father's handsome face, which was somewhat backlit in the sun, could not be seen clearly. Just remember the touch of the top of the head is very comfortable.