Although Zhui is reckless and arrogant, he is not domineering, otherwise he would not have possessed magical powers when he hit Wen Le's T-sheath just now. wWw.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.Com
He also sincerely admires Wen Leyang. In his opinion, Wen Leyang is just an ordinary person, but his weird skills are not inferior to his own, and he is also much more knowledgeable than himself. People know that after entering the power, he will hide the power. There is a breaking position behind the hidden position, and I, a person who practices 'shi magical power', don't even know it.
At first, Qin Zhui had no intention of going to Jiuding Mountain, and just wanted to find a place to go there sadly. However, no matter what, he couldn't get rid of the depression in his heart, and he had no other way to relieve it except venting his anger with a knife. However, he didn't expect that he would hate the sky so much. The mood of the earth is exactly in line with the artistic conception from entering the situation to hiding the situation.
Entering the situation is to dissolve the heaven and earth into the sword's force. To put it bluntly, it is the word "borrow", borrowing the force from the sky and the earth; while the Zangshi is to abandon the original heaven and earth and use your own sword to shape the environment. What is emphasized is a 'creation' 'The word, creates the world by itself, claims to be square and round, and with one knife, I am the only one who dominates. From borrowing to making, the most important breakthrough is to forget the original world. At that time, Qin Zhui wished he had forgotten how ugly he was. Coupled with his training in the Pinjin Nest, he had already entered the situation. After practicing to the extreme, I was able to achieve a breakthrough in just a few days.
Every time a cultivator breaks through a level of skill, his mind will reach a higher level. Therefore, whether it is the big or small rabbit demon or the awl from the Book of Heaven, none of these peerless experts are old monsters who are not careful in their calculations. Of course, Wen Leyang's technique is unique and not included in this list...
After Qin Zhui mastered the Zangshi, his mind seemed to have become more flexible. Wen Bucao was not a cultivator, and he founded the world with poison. In the eyes of Wufu Zhengdao, he was simply not a good family. How could Gong marry his daughter to Wen Leyang? Qin Zhui had never thought of this. Qin Zhui figured this out and saw a glimmer of hope, so he went up to Jiuding Mountain, hoping that Nineteenth would fulfill his promise.
Qin Zhui's words are sometimes relaxed and joyful, revealing the joy of a young man's love; sometimes they are upright and loud, bringing out the joy of breakthroughs in martial arts; sometimes they are low and negative, unable to hide the sadness of failed infatuation, but they are never because they are talking about the love between men and women. But to feel awkward and to be in love with each other is to be upright and honest, and it has been human nature since ancient times!
After Wen Buzu finished listening, he let out a long sigh of relief and pointed at Nineteen, who was standing opposite, his expression restored to indifference: "Girl, this is what's wrong with you..."
Before his long speech could begin, Nineteen shook his head and interrupted: "It's useless to talk more.
Then he raised his clear eyes and took a deep look at Qin Zhui: "I was seriously injured trying to save Wen Leyang's sweetheart. If you are not willing to go on our previous date, let him fight for me!" "
Wen Leyang's eyes suddenly lit up. He and Qin Zhui had been on the same side for a long time, and he looked at Nineteen with bright eyes: "It's okay for me to fight for you, but if I lose, you must keep your promise and don't go back on it! "
Nineteen. nodded. The smile is very comforting. Her appearance is not as stunning as Changli's, nor as clear as Xiao Yi's. It's not as good as Mu Mu's spicy and flirtatious look. There is no awl that is so charming that I feel pity for him. At first glance, she looks like an ordinary woman. But take a closer look. Those delicate and well-proportioned things that are easy to be ignored can also appear as something indescribable that makes people unable to move their eyes.
Now even the cunning and calculating monk Bu Le and several old men laughed. After getting along for a while. They all had a good impression of the Nineteenth Place. But between Wen Bucao and this one-character palace girl. There is always a layer of mist full of conspiracy. Keep them on their toes. Now if Nineteen and Qin Zhui are lovers, they will eventually get married. That's a happy event.
The old rabbit demon was unhappy and slapped his chest to the ground. Guaranteed to Nineteen: "Don't worry, girl. If Xia, Laojia, Laojia and the others don't agree and cause trouble, I'll make the decision for you. The Great Mercy Temple will also make the decision for you!" He said, poking at the great monk Xizhi next to him. The old rabbit demon Bu Le has been hiding his identity in the Great Mercy Temple. Except for Xiao Jie Bashi Sheng and Good Judgment Abbot. No one knows his status. But after the battle of fighting and crying Buddha. Several abbots at Mercy Temple also understood. This bald old man who claims to be melancholy is the real big boss.
Xizhi was stunned for a moment. Some dumbfounded. He nodded reluctantly. The monks at the Great Mercy Temple are monks after all. Now he actually wants to help others steal their wives.
Anyone knows. Wen Leyang will definitely lose. In the eyes of everyone in Wen Bu Cao. Nineteen is to find yourself a step that everyone understands. Unexpectedly, Nineteen shook his head again: "You all underestimate him too much." He said. He extended his fingers. Qin Zhui nodded distantly.
really. Qin Zhui strode to Wen Leyang. His tone was sonorous and firm: "If you let me know it on purpose, I would kill myself on the spot! Qin Zhui is a man of faith. He always does what he says!"
Wen Leyang groaned, his face full of surprise. Before he could speak, Qin Zhui continued: "If you deliberately let me do this, and I don't see it, then all the meridians in my body will be shattered, my blood will turn to ice, and my bones will be broken." But he has not died for ten years! Qin Zhuijing loves her and looks forward to traveling all over the world with her and having a few more children to practice kung fu with me, but he cannot let me rely on you! If you want to think highly of me, surnamed Wen, don't give in. Qin is never afraid of losing, he’s just afraid that he won’t lose happily enough!”
No one expected that Qin Zhui would swear by his own curse not to let Wen Leyang cheat.
Wen Leyang laughed, pointed at him for a long time, and then cursed severely: "You are such a fool!"
The old rabbit demon sneered half-heartedly: "Look, what I said is right."
In Nineteen's eyes, a hint of disappointment and a few layers of helplessness quietly flashed through, but this was
character.
Qin Zhui laughed: "If I can't beat you, I'll stay here. At worst, if I train him for a few more years, I'll beat you sooner or later!"
Wen Buzuo spat on the ground: "You idiot, don't think about it. Jiujiu would have married Wen Leyang long ago!" As soon as he finished speaking, four looks were colder than ice knives. , from the eyes of the two most beautiful girls in the village, they chopped hard into his face.
Qin Zhui showed a ruthless expression and raised the Tang Dao in his hand: "Hit him first and then talk about it!" Then he slashed straight down with the saber, slashing at Wen Leyang mercilessly.
Wen Leyang immediately understood what hidden potential was! In the Tang sword, there is hidden the power of heaven and earth, which blooms with one sword. Under this sword is Qin Zhui's world! Either retreat and escape from the world Qin Zhui drew with his knife; or advance and confront the opponent head-on with wrong punches. If Wen Leyang hadn't reshaped his body at the foot of Jiuding Mountain, he wouldn't be able to block this sword now.
Although Qin Zhui's sword was fierce and sharp, in the eyes of the current Wen Leyang, it was always a little slower. Whether for a monk or a warrior, this difference was enough to determine life or death, and it was enough to practice for a hundred years! But Wen Leyang was also quite depressed. He had just reshaped his body and he still had not mastered his strength well. He wanted to shake the house just now, but it all exploded into dust. Afraid that Qin Zhui would be hurt if he struck out, or if it was just an injury, Wen Leyang mainly muttered, fearing that he would blow Qin Zhui with one punch.
The difference between this line and the gap is a whole world. Wen Leyang's current strength is not inferior to that of the old rabbit demon in its prime, and Qin Zhui's magical powers may not be as good as the little rabbit demon's judgment.
Wen Leyang had no choice but to retreat if he couldn't fight. With a sway of his body, he stepped out in front of the sword that surrounded the world.
Qin Zhui's sword failed, and he let out a sigh, and then loudly praised: "Okay! Come again!" Then he slashed with another brilliant sword...
After seven or eight cuts in a row, the swords failed. Wen Leyang almost disappeared each time and reappeared in front of him. After each sword failed to surround Wen Leyang, the huge power was blown away by the wind and did not hit the ground.
Even wenbucao who are not familiar with cultivation can see that if the power contained in these swords were fully consolidated, the homestead would have to be destroyed by him now.
Qin Zhui couldn't hit the enemy, so he put his knife away and stared at Wen Leyang and asked, "Why don't you fight back?"
Wen Leyang didn't hide anything, and smiled honestly and bitterly: "I'm not sure of my strength now, so I don't dare to take action casually."
Qin Zhui frowned, thought for a while, and then said with difficulty: "I can't beat you. If I can't hit you with one strike, I can't hit you with a sword. If you practice the hidden posture, one strike is enough!"
Wen Leyang lowered his head and sighed. He didn't know what to say, but he didn't expect that when he raised his eyelids again, the Tang knife would cut off his forehead again, and he screamed angrily: "You're cheating!" , get out of the way.
Qin Zhui didn't stop, he held his Tang sword high and slashed continuously, and said confidently: "I'm not trying to cheat. Although I can't kill you, I never thought of admitting defeat! People named Qin never admit defeat." , you either fight back and beat me to death with one punch, or you hide until I am so tired that I can no longer lift the knife, and Nineteen is standing there...now that I sit down, how can I abandon the knife and admit defeat!"
At some point, Nineteen pulled up a chair and sat down. With a smile in his eyes, he looked at Qin Zhui carefully, from top to bottom, over and over again.
Wen Leyang completely understood that Qin Zhui had indeed lived up to expectations. He was truly a fool. He kept slashing and slashing, but it seemed that he still had some strength for a while.
The sword wind roared in Wenjia Village, and two strong figures flew past like the wind. There was never a moment's pause. When the moon was at the top of the sky, Wen Leyang also calmed down. He thought he was practicing his body skills. He had just improved his skills. , a master comes to teach him tricks, which is considered a good opportunity.
The people in the village were watching with great interest at first, but then they became less and less interested. What was originally a martial arts contest turned into a race, and they all dispersed back to their plastic sheds. Xiao Yi had no skills, and the first half of She had been guarding Wen Leyang for months, but now she couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep leaning on Mu Mu's arms.
Nineteen did not move, but looked at them quietly. The tranquility on his face looked a little pale in the moonlight.
A whole night passed. Wen Leyang asked Qin Zhui while hiding, "How long will it take?"
Qin Zhui cut off his head with a knife, and replied honestly: "It will take a while!"
With a crash, Wen Buzuo opened the curtain of the shed and got out. He stretched out to face the pale sky and said with a smile: "Oh, you are still running? If you run again, you will even delay breakfast... "
Before he could finish his words, suddenly there was a noise from below the village, and heavy footsteps could be heard in confusion. Thirty or forty burly men, struggling to drag a uniquely huge rubber bag, panted up the mountain. , a man stood at the entrance of the village and shouted: "Who is Wen Leyang? We have brought what Gu Xiaojun promised you!"
Wen Leyang dodged the knife, looked at the rubber bag that was more than ten meters long, and suddenly realized, he smiled and called to the villagers: "They have brought the corpse of Ning Jiao!"
The four old men and their uncles Wen Tunhai, Bu Yuan Bu Cao, and others all looked overjoyed and walked quickly towards the rubber bags. Ning Jiao is a legendary poisonous beast, and its corpse is the best in the world for Wen Bu Cao. baby! (To be continued,) (QuanBen Novel Network www.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)