Legend of the Cultivation God

Ninth ten chapters

Ninth ten chapters

The celebration feast in the Great Faction Master Ou looks forward to the future of the painting, reaching the first high ‘tide’, the people in the Chamber of the Chamber are as excited as the blood of the chicken, and they frequently toast each other, it seems that this entire Jiang Hu has surnamed Misty.

There are naturally sober people in the hall, such as Ou Peng, the initiator of the crowd, Misty Liuhu, who is competing with other Elders, and Ou Yan, who is screaming with the singer Yan, and so on, Jiang Hu has never lacked a wise man, but he has lost a great man who can command the fool’s thoughts and behaviors. Maybe he knows something can’t be trusted, but look at Jiang Hu, who is bloody, why can’t he sing today today, and share this with Jun. Time?

Outside the chamber, 暮 ‘color’ is like a song.

After a few days of the banquet, Shui Yupeng went to Luoshui and re-opened Luoshui. At the repeated request of Shui Yupeng, Ou Peng reluctantly sent Shangguan and the elite to accompany Shui Yupeng to handle the affairs of Luoshui.

Misty Faction and Luoshui’s bloody and merged, Jiang Hu in the martial art is indeed a small, unremarkable little wave, and did not attract a lot of attention, but in some places, there are different reactions.

Ten Thousand Swords Peak, the Chamber of Deputies, Wan Chengjiu listened to the following report, the face ‘color’ is gloomy, and the palm of the hand pats the arm of the chair, saying: “Misty Faction, this development, how do I respond to Ten Thousand Swords? Is there any good rationalization suggestion? If not, go to the grassroots to find a few representatives to get two proposals and let us discuss.”

Spreading Fragrance Doctrine, a flower pavilion, the fragrance is infiltrating, a pair of jade hands, holding a piece of floral rice paper, the sound of the sound: “Great Faction Master Ou, really non-human, slaves have a good eye, but I don’t know you. What can be developed, wait and see.”

Great Forest Buddhist Temple, a secluded lodge, under the candlelight, a dry hand, took a small note, and looked at it. The two fingers slammed the paper, and the paper ash burned. Landing, hoarse voice sounded: “It’s stupid, such a fragrant bait is not eaten in front of you, but it has been squashed, so that Laozi is also in vain. It seems that I have to think about it, this Misty Faction The skinny dead camel is bigger than the horse.”

A mysterious place, a mysterious person, a mysterious voice: “This Jiang Hu is really lively, Misty Faction, why haven’t you died yet?”

But these are not what Ou Peng can know. He and his Misty Faction are developing steadily.

Everything on Jiang Hu, Zhang Xiaohua didn’t know, even what happened to Misty Faction was not known to Zhang Xiaohua. He and his Fist Art had entered a bottleneck.

Said to be the bottleneck, it is to raise Zhang Xiaohua’s Cultural Base, but Misty Faction four people in the sloppy Zhang Xiaohua after some basic Fist Art, and then according to their own learning, Professor Zhang Xiaohua such as Liu Jiaquan, Cai Family boxing When Li Family Boxing, Mo Family Boxing, Wu Family Boxing, and Xue Family Boxing, there was a strange phenomenon. The Fist Art and Zhang Xiaohua that I taught in the past are certainly more and more forgotten. After the night, I can always remember some. Whether it is three strokes or four styles. It always shows that I have already learned, but later these Fist Art, no matter how much Zhang Xiaohua learned the day before, spent the night, and waited until the next day, completely forgotten, even if I continued to study, and then one day, still, He Tianshu thoroughly scratched his ears.

In the mind of He Tianshu, this Zhang Xiaohua can pick up five hundred pounds of weight in one arm without cultivation. It is a genius. Although this weight is not too stunned for Jiang Hu people, think about Zhang Xiaohua. After the practice of martial arts, it will be tempting to think about it. Although it is old, martial arts can’t be Great Accomplishment, and later can’t be as famous as Shi Niu, but it is more than enough to change the status quo of He Tianshu, but this Zhang Xiaohua’s brain? There is really nothing to say, watching this child is not stupid and stupid, how can I learn? This most basic Fist Art can’t be practiced, let alone Zhang Xiaohua doesn’t know the Inner Cultivation Heart Law. A few days ago, watching Zhang Xiaohua can’t all remember the Fist Art of Professor, but it’s good. Can also learn a little, He Tianshu thought that let Zhang Xiaohua learn to learn, maybe open it? Nowadays, He Tianshu is completely disheartened, Zhang Xiaohua, the dead wood, which is completely decayed and unbearable.

So, He Tianshu said: “Zhang Xiaohua, your cultivation is now entering the bottleneck. Breaking through this bottleneck depends on chance. For the time being, I will not teach you other Fist Art. You should first study the previous Fist Art, and so on. The bottleneck, I will teach you again.” Just sent Zhang Xiaohua, and dropped Zhang Xiaohua himself to hazard stance, and turned over and over to think about the incomplete Fist Art.

However, this Zhang Xiaohua is also diligent and hardworking. Every day, the sun gets out of the face, and never goes back to the house at night, and martial arts in that place, whether in the wind or in the rain, the thunder is not Dynamic, this kind of toughness makes He Tianshu very moved, but think about his brain, He Tianshu still gave up other ideas.

It’s not only He Tianshu, but also Elder Yu, who is looking at Zhang Xiaohua’s martial arts almost every day. He is also very knowledgeable about his situation. Every time he is nods, but this nods is definitely the hard work of Zhang Xiaohua. With the latent talent, it doesn’t matter at all.

On this day, at night, the wind was clear and the stars were thin. He Tianshu was in a good mood. Seeing Zhang Xiaohua turned over and over, he made a few moves. He called a timeout and said, “Zhang Xiaohua, you have been practicing for so long, so I will have some Fist Art, how do you get to the real martial arts today?”

Zhang Xiaohua looked at He Tianshu and said, “Captain He, can you see if I can?”

He Tianshu said with a smile: “Why not, the martial arts expert is also trained from the basic one, you don’t have to be afraid, I let waiter be merciful, and you can feed you.”

Finished, a Misty Faction disciple who was practicing punching next to him said: “Nie Xiao’er, come over, and Zhang Xiaohua is right, you can practice his moves, don’t take it seriously.”

Nie Xiao’er took over and said, “Okay, Captain He, I know.”

Then, my feet are closed, my palms are forward, and I get a starting hand. Zhang Xiaohua looks at it, hey, familiar. Isn’t this the starting point of Arhat? Although, this is his first time to compare with people, the palm of his hand has already sweated, but still like Nie Xiao’er, put up a hand, then, Nie Xiao’er shouted: “Zhang Xiaohua, you first Let’s go.”

Zhang Xiaohua should sing: “Okay, Nie Xiong is careful.”

Finished, lift the leg, move forward, push the right fist, and hit Nie Xiao’er, then Nie Xiao’er sees Zhang Xiaohua, his fist is getting bigger and bigger, waiting for his eyes, his body is frustrated, his left hand is holding Zhang Xiaohua’s On the wrist, the right hand hit a fist in Zhang Xiaohua’s nose.

But the nose of the mortal is a weak place. Although Nie Xiao’er has left love, Zhang Xiaohua is still a long-running tear. He can’t see anything, and he can’t take a punch. Tears.

Wait for Zhang Xiaohua to wipe his tears and see Nie Xiao’er, God’s ‘color’ firmly said: “Come, Nie, we continue.”

After that, the two posed again. This round was like a first copy. It was just that Zhang Xiaohua was too fast, and Nie Xiao’er couldn’t stop, and the first fist was firmly hit in Zhang. On Xiaohua’s nose, immediately, Zhang Xiaohua had a long nose.

Zhang Xiaohua immediately jumped out of the circle and wiped the nosebleed, shouting: “Do not fight, don’t fight, you lie, why don’t you follow the routine?”

Everyone is stunned. If this time is not with Zhang Xiaohua, the nerve exercise is tough, this sentence is enough to make them short circuit.

Poor Zhang Xiaohua, who thought it was to follow the routine, everyone felt: “Self-study, really not, or full-time, master-teaching, regular academic qualifications.”

Waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to finish, He Tianshu said to him that he meant to fight. Zhang Xiaohua understood that it was also true. If it was just a routine, everyone would put their own Fist Art on the side. Where is the blood, the ‘sex’ life gambling?

This Third Zhang Xiaohua took care, slowly followed Nie Xiao’er’s pace and moves, and began to hand a little trick, although the strange exception, but actually took the First step.

It’s just the hand, the arm, the leg, the blunt one, like the first brother who just entered the flower, taking care of the left and disregarding the right, it’s like a cumbersome bear, and looking back at Nie Xiao’er, It was a fiddling attitude, Fists & Kicks played the beautiful, flying like a butterfly, and Zhang Xiaohua’s Fists & Kicks couldn’t stand him, but his body, face, legs There was no less than Nie Xiao’er’s playing. In the end, Zhang Xiaohua was also very angry. Looking at Nie Xiao’er made a move, and feeling that using Erlang’s trick was appropriate, it made the whole body’s strength, a punch Nie Xiao’er hit, the fist “hu” one sound went to the eyes of Nie Xiao’er, and the strength seemed to be no worse than the punch that hit He Tianshu that day. In Zhang Xiaohua’s thought, how? I have to fly Nie Xiao’er to fly out. How can I say that this is also a fist with five hundred pounds of strength.

But the facts, but far beyond the surprise of Zhang Xiaohua, Nie Xiao’er saw the fists, did not panic, fists turned, hands with Gold Thread wrapped around the bowl, took Zhang Xiaohua’s fist, one hand before Exploring, grabbing Zhang Xiaohua’s clothes, and then stepping forward, a four-two-pound technique, took Zhang Xiaohua’s body, followed the direction of his fist, pulled, instantly, Zhang Xiaohua’s small body, such as the string Like an arrow, he left the ground and flew out. Fortunately, the front was the ‘medicine’ field, the Land Protector was soft, and the usual ‘medicine’ material was planted. He Tianshu saw this and did not stop it.

In fact, He Tianshu lost his confidence in Zhang Xiaohua, and his strength is there, but he will not use the method, just like a three-year-old child can play a huge Meteor hammer, although it can be amazing, but one is not careful, It is the result of picking up your own head. At that time, you are still losing your own ‘sex’ life.

Although Zhang Xiaohua can have a lot of power, but the road to Fist Art is like a dead wood, can not use his own strength, this Nie Xiao’er is just the last disciple of Misty Faction, a simple four or two can get Zhang Xiaohua’s Life, let alone others?

After not long afterwards, surely, Zhang Xiaohua, who was gray-faced, came back safely, only the dust on the clothes and the mud on the hair. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua did not have the remorse and frustration of He Tianshu, but it was a surprise. Unusually, when I walked to Nie Xiao’er, I was busy asking what Fist Art was, and I didn’t teach him a few days ago.

Nie Xiao’er looked at him innocently, pointing poorly at He Tianshu and said, “Brother, this has to let Captain He tell you.”

Zhang Xiaohua came over and asked He Tianshu to teach him this kind of Fist Art. He Tianshu couldn’t help but say, “Zhang Xiaohua, you are willing to learn the strength of martial arts. I am extremely supportive, but everything must be done in order. If you don’t lay a good foundation, you won’t succeed in learning any advanced martial arts. The martial arts used by this waiter is not a kind of Fist Art. It is just an application of Fist Art. You don’t even learn the basic Fist Art. What teaches you? Moreover, these four or two tricks are not only about posture, but also the way to use power. There is a unique method of Misty Faction. You are not a Misty disciple now, but I am afraid that Professor is yours. Even if you want to learn, I have to ask for the Village Master. After the relevant leadership instructions, I can consider it.”

After that, He Tianshu apologized and smiled: “Re-examine the ‘dew’ point, this instructions for the First Layer First Layer, and then the first layer First Layer, down to me, do not know the Year of the Monkey, this high-level style is If you are still in a position to discuss it, you will still practice your Fist Art safely, pass your bottleneck, and then plan.”

Zhang Xiaohua was rejected by He Tianshu, and he was slightly sad, but he also knew that he had a favor of the Village Master. It was very good to have a Fist Art. He Tianshu did not hide himself. I learned a lot, but my Fist Art is really too much. He didn’t qualify to blame anything before he got the credit and got He Tianshu’s approval.

Zhang Xiaohua’s Life First martial arts contest ended here. For Nie Xiao’er, it was just a game, and Zhang Xiaohua realized a new world. At least he knew that the test was not a routine. It seems, Suddenly, Spirit Light flashed, and he couldn’t learn the whole road. Then, why, Captain He has always asked him to learn all about Fist Art, and then talk about further study?

This question has remained in the mind of Zhang Xiaohua for a long time, and there is no answer.

However, this did not affect his enthusiasm for martial arts. After Misstain Faction’s Captain He and others washed and slept, Zhang Xiaohua still practiced his dilapidated Fist Art.

Zhang Xiaohua has been to Huanxi Mountain Village for more than a month. On weekdays, I have flattened the ‘medicine’ field, weeding grass, watering it, doing it in the past in Guo Village, practicing punches in the morning and evening, and having a good life. It’s a pleasant thing, and the food is wonderfully tight. The meat is constantly. In the eyes of Zhang Xiaohua, here is the day of Divine Immortal. I have long been throwing a nostalgic, a brain, and even almost forget that there is a pro-Second Brother. Not far from Pingyang City.

The Huanxi Mountain Village’s squats are a few days off every month. You can go out and rest in your own room. It’s very easy to rest in the village. It’s easy to manage things. If you go out, it’s very Trouble, not only to go to the management to apply for approval, but also to the designated place in Mountain Village, file the waist card, give you the time to return to the village, before you let go.

On this day, Zhang Xiaohua finished his Fists & Kicks and frowned into the hut, only to find that Ma Jing was actually washing his feet with a copper basin. Zhang Xiaohua was shocked and turned his head. He thought strangely: “This sun I still rise from the east as usual. But I don’t know if Ma Jing, who is today, washes his feet?”

Thinking about it, I quickly stepped forward, and I was concerned about the hand of Ma Jing’s forehead, and then tried my forehead. I wondered, “Brother Ma, you have no fever.”

Ma Jing angered: “I am naturally ill, why do you have a fever? On such a good day, you can go out and breathe fresh air. Why should I get sick?”

Zhang Xiaohua did not understand: “Brother Ma, what do you say? The air in this Zhuang’zi is very fresh every day, except for our house.”

Ma Jing grinned and said, “You old hat, know what, Zhuang’zi’s air is fresh, and there is no pollen smell of drunken.”

Zhang Xiaohua Suddenly, although I have never been to these places, I can’t stand the beauty of Ma Jing who is in the ear every day. I naturally know where it is.

Zhang Xiaohua felt a move and said, “Brother Ma, I heard you mention the drunken house. It seems that you are going there today?”

Ma Jing took a careful look at all around and whispered: “You kid, young, knowing a lot, smart, you are going to take care of their business. How come? You have to go?”

Zhang Xiaohua accompanied and said, “Brother Ma, you made a mistake. I just want to ask, I have been in Mountain Village for a month, and I have never been to Mountain Village. I heard that we can go out every month. I want to follow Brother Ma to Pingyang City. I don’t want to go to the drunken house. It’s good to go around.”

Ma Jing Shantou thought about it. It is estimated that Zhang Xiaohua will not delay his major events. He also nods, and he agrees. Zhang Xiaohua is overjoyed and praised, then he cleaned up and sat down. Waiting for Ma Jing.

I thought that Ma Jing would soon be packed up, but I watched Ma Jing clean up this, banging it, cleaning it from head to toe, and changing it from inside to outside. Zhang Xiaohua seems to have a kind of A refreshing feeling, this is where Ma Jing is, a handsome and handsome white face.

Zhang Xiaohua is stunned. Look at the sun outside. The time is not too late. This Ma Jing is dressed longer than the time spent by the big girl on the sedan. He can’t help but rush and say, “Brother Ma, you. Can you hurry up? This day ‘color’ is not too early.”

I know, Ma Jing is still not flustered, according to the mirror over and over again, said: “Not busy, not busy, the girl of the drunken house is estimated to be still in the dream, I went so early. Well?”

Zhang Xiaohua’s nose was stunned and almost fainted on the raft. Fortunately, the time that was mixed with Ma Jing was long. Nowadays, the knowledge is wide, and immediately the horse stance is tied, which is unbearable.