Chapter 15 and 16 Drawing Cursive Scholars
"I've never seen this little brother before!"
What are you doing if you don't wait for Yang Erlang to leave, Nanshan Swordsman said casually, although he just said it casually, but Yang Erlang could clearly feel that the words were aimed at him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Under Yang Erlang!"
Yang Erlang was not afraid or flinched, and replied directly with his fists clenched. For the sake of the secrecy of this trip, he also changed into capable gray clothes, coupled with the sword behind his back, he looked like a young man.
Nanshan Swordsman nodded and said, "Good boy, most people who see me or hear my name are submissive, but how old are you to have this courage and courage." ā
Yang Erlang smiled slightly and said, "There is no difference between people, except for their physical appearance, why should they be submissive to others?" You are rich today, I will serve you, you will be lost tomorrow, I will deceive you again, this should not be done by my generation. ā
These words made the people present, including the Nanshan swordsmen, also stunned, the reason why they mixed in the rivers and lakes was not because Shigui looked down on them, and part of their purpose of mixing well was to impress others, not just to bully others.
Everyone understands this truth, but no one says it, as if people have to be divided into three, six, nine and so on.
"Heroic, get the wine!"
Nanshan Swordsman felt that he had met a confidant today, and regardless of his identity, he sat next to Yang Erlang with a big grin.
"Good!"
Yang Erlang didn't expect this Nanshan swordsman to be so approachable, he originally thought that maybe there would be a fight, whether he could fight or not was one thing, the key was that he was unwilling to admit defeat easily.
When drinking, the two didn't say much, what he didn't expect was that on the first day he came to Nanshan County, he drank at the same table with the bandit leader, and the reason for drinking was just because he was like-minded.
"However, I am now a member of the Lunatic Cult, and I am considered a half-official, and he is a bandit, which is incompatible."
After drinking, in the bedroom, Yang Erlang sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and concentrated, and suddenly he said, "If the two are separated, isn't it the collusion of officials and bandits?" Business is business, friendship is friendship, and I can distinguish clearly. ā
Just as he didn't think he was a good person before, it is difficult to be a good person, but it is easy to be a bad person.
He simply shook his head, unwilling to think about it anymore, the most important thing now is his own cultivation, as long as his strength is strong, all the right to speak is in his hands.
"I've seen it in the review of the Lunatic Cult, whether it's a cultivator, a Confucian cultivator, or whatever, the Qi refining layer is divided into ten layers, and if the ten layers are perfect, you can build a foundation. I have just entered the first layer of Qi refining, and I am still far away from building the foundation, but the true qi in my Danhai is from the aura on the jade slip, which is very strong, but I feel that I have no way to get these aura again. ā
Yang Erlang cultivated for a while, and suddenly sighed, the reason why he has the confidence not to be afraid of the old man of the incense lord and the Nanshan swordsman is because the aura on the jade slip is a hundred times more clever than the ordinary aura, but these true qi in the Danhai are gone, and he can only absorb the aura between heaven and earth, but this aura is too low-level.
Just like a person who eats coarse tea and light rice every day, it is nothing, but suddenly he is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he will feel difficult to swallow when he eats coarse tea and light rice.
But there is no way, no matter how unpalatable it is, you have to eat it, but fortunately, with the aura on the jade slip, the rate of absorbing the aura between heaven and earth is much faster.
In addition to spitting out the old and accepting the new, he is also checking the divine words that came out of the jade slip, "Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Treasure" is the immortal Lu of Daluo Tianqin, which includes the exercises he practiced before, but most of them are too advanced, he can't even understand it now, let alone cultivation.
But soon, he found one of the complicated exercises, not to mention whether he could practice or not, first of all, he could understand the meaning, and only when he could understand it, could he comprehend it again.
""Ninety-Eight Magical Powers", I can only practice this now, the name is magical, but it is a bit monotonous."
Yang Erlang shook his head, he left the Moon Worship Sect in a hurry, and he didn't even learn half of the moves, and right now, he could only hold on to his feet temporarily.
"No, eight is gossip, nine is the nine palaces, gossip is Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui, both refers to the eight directions, and has the meaning of encompassing all things, the nine palaces are the gossip plus one, I am in it, should be with all things."
If each word in the Bagua is a point, then the combination of these points becomes a surface, and the Bagua sets the nine palaces, forming a three-dimensional, this three-dimensional is the universe, and the point in the middle is me.
"If the universe is small, it is only a few points, and if it is big, it is simply boundless."
Yang Erlang nodded, he set the Nine Palaces Diagram up and down, left and right, he led the Middle Palace, and arranged the gossip in all directions, these points each acted in pairs, constantly running, full of vitality, this is the shrinking universe.
"There are all kinds of changes in this, I can't understand it yet, it's because my cultivation is still too shallow, and it's because my cognition is not enough, if this set of exercises can be cultivated to the extreme, you can deduce everything and everything, and you can turn into everything at will, nine times eight equals seventy-two, seventy-two changes!"
He is constantly deducing, cultivating the truth is seeking the truth, seeking the truth is not only to strengthen the body through refining qi, but also to strengthen one's own knowledge of the sea and enrich one's knowledge, otherwise he only has the ability to slay the dragon, but he doesn't know if there is a dragon, and he doesn't know where the dragon is, and how to slay the dragon?
At the moment of cultivation, it has been a day in the world, he is cultivating and cultivating, and before he knows it, the rooster announces that a new day has arrived.
He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he had been successfully promoted to the second layer of qi refining, and the tenth layer of qi refining, all of which were spitting out the old and absorbing the new, but each layer was just difficult to break through. He has cultivated the "Ninety-Eight Divine Power", he can deduce everything, and he can deduce the method of breaking through the second layer of Qi refining one layer, he can deduce it.
And when he broke through to the second layer of Qi refining, his body was much thinner and stronger, and his brain was a little brighter, and he was more handy in deducing "Nine Eight Divine Powers", and they complemented each other.
"It's so easy, but it's not good, deducing this kind of exercise, it's just brain-consuming, I feel like my brain is going to explode, it seems that my knowledge level is not enough, I'll go get some food first, and then find a book to read."
He shook his head melon seeds, feeling that his stomach was empty, since he had the true qi in the jade slip, he almost didn't feel hungry, but now, he was so hungry, probably because the body could maintain physical strength through the true qi in the body, while the head melon seeds needed food to supplement nutrition.
He got up and jumped, only feeling that his walking and waving hands were very different from usual, this was the improvement in temperament brought about by the deduction of "Ninety-Eight Divine Powers", and he could feel that his use of his body and true qi was more handy.
"What do you want to eat?"
Yang Erlang went directly to the restaurant and found a random place to sit down, and immediately the shopkeeper greeted him and asked. Last night, this young man was a character who could sit and drink with Nanshan Swordsman, why didn't he shout his master? It is also regarded as a second acquaintance of the shopkeeper.
Yang Erlang did not refuse this title, he knew that it was useless to say it, so he simply said casually: "Good wine and good meat, just top." ā
"Okay!"
The shopkeeper turned around and wiped the cold sweat on his head, this master has a really good temper.
While waiting, Yang Erlang suddenly couldn't hear a few people whispering at a table not far away, he broke through to the second layer of qi refining, plus the deduction of the "Ninety-Eight Divine Power", his hearing didn't know how many times more sensitive.
"Have you heard, just an hour ago, the cursive scholar slaughtered the entire village of Xiaohe Village, just because one person in the village said that he was useless and a scholar."
Yang Erlang was shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect that there would be such a ruthless person in this world.
"What a cursive scholar, I just arrived in Nanshan County, and I killed someone, isn't this a slap in my face?"
He said while eating his heart, "It just so happens that I haven't really fought with anyone yet, since you hurt the heavens and reason, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ā
If the people in the rivers and lakes fight and kill, he will naturally not care, but if it hurts innocent people, this will have to be brewed, after all, his current identity is the representative of the Nanshan County Branch of the Moon Worship Sect.
Xiaohe Village is not far from Nanshan County.
"You're here."
At the entrance of Xiaohe Village, a man about thirty years old who looked like a scholar was shaking a folding fan and looking at the village full of blood.
Yang Erlang did not deliberately hide, but came to the entrance of the village generously, what he didn't expect was that the cursive painter killed someone, and he didn't run away.
He didn't say much, and said calmly: "Yes! ā
"It's you!"
The cursive scholar turned his head and looked at the young man, much younger than him, if it weren't for the fact that he was in the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon Building last night, this kid could actually sit and drink with the Nanshan swordsman, it was simply a negligible existence, he guessed that someone would come to do justice, but he didn't expect it to be him, so he said, "Why don't you ask me why?" ā
"Everyone has his own style, there are not so many whys, you killed so many people, but I want to kill you."
Yang Erlang said bluntly, "But I admire you very much, you didn't run away." ā
"Hahaha!"
The cursive scholar looked up to the sky and laughed, and then said, "I'm the same as you, you just have just cultivated some skills, and you just want to find someone to try your fists and feet, what kind of justice?" And I'm the same, I've just learned the trick, and I want to find someone to try my hand at it. ā
The words are all picked up on this, and it seems that no one is convinced.
"I'm still a little different from you, and that's that, in part, I'm really here to get justice."
Yang Erlang's face changed, but he didn't expect to be told through his thoughts.
"In that case, come on!"
The cursive scholar's face also changed, he put away the folding fan, jumped up, and pounced on Yang Erlang,
Yang Erlang was also not afraid, even Tai'a was not out of the sheath, he simply relied on the deduction of footwork moves and cursive calligraphy in "Ninety-Eight Divine Powers", and saw the moves.
The two fought several times in a row, but they didn't even know the winner.
The cursive scholar simply made a false move, jumped backwards out of thin air, stood on a stone, opened the folding fan again, shook it, and said: "Good boy, I have some skills, but you are about to die here, but it is a pity that your future is ruined." Do you know why I'm called a cursive writer? Because the grass is so humble, but how tenacious it is, I was born in the end of the world, I don't want to be looked down upon, I want to paint all the grass in the world, and kill all the people in the world who look down on me. ā
With that, he pulled out a painting from his bosom, which was full of all kinds of weeds.
"Haha, you kill them because they are weaker than you, what should you do if those are stronger than you?"
Yang Erlang couldn't have imagined that someone could be so shameless.
"So I want to be strong, you probably don't know my cultivation skills, called "Spring Breeze Blows and Grows", this world should be all barren grass!"
In a word, Yang Erlang only felt that there was a murderous aura all around, and the grass under his feet, which originally looked weak, seemed to be the same as the painting in the painting of the cursive scholar, full of murderous intent.
A scholar who should be full of sage books, but he is practicing the way of killing, but the stubborn grass seems to have turned into depression.
"Everything has a reason for its existence, and you, I don't seem to have found the value of your existence."
Yang Erlang's pupils constricted, and the weeds around him grew wildly for a while, overwhelming, and pounced on him.
"Unsheathed!"
Just when he was in a daze with the girl in black outside Qingyang County, he had already learned the art of psychics, plus he already had aura in his body, and he was more able to control things.
Suddenly, the sword moved at will, rags came out, and slashed at the weeds.
It's just that the crazy weeds seem to be really blown and grown by the spring breeze, and Ren Tai'a's sword turns into a meteor and chops it around, but it can only cut the grass, but it can't get rid of the roots.
"Chop the grass to remove the roots, cut it for me!"
Yang Erlang didn't move, he was in the decision, he wanted to calculate the "Ninety-Eight Divine Power" to find the flaws of the other party, but he didn't stop at all, cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blew and grew again.
That Tai'a seems to turn into thousands of meteors, slashing in all directions, this is a spiritual weapon, not comparable to an idle sword.
The cursive scholar's face was shocked, he never thought that this kid in front of him would have such a treasure, but he didn't panic at all, and he silently chanted a mantra in his mouth, he was a powerhouse of the fifth layer of qi refining, and the aura in his body was ten times more than that of Yang Erlang?
For a time, the aura overflowed, and these aura, in addition to strengthening itself, were also the medium of communication between heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
He looked up at the vast sky, and suddenly dark clouds swept in.
"He's recruiting thunder, but it's not hacking me, his ability, he can't control thunder, he just wants rain to make the weeds grow faster, but it makes me understand something, it's good."
Yang Erlang also raised his head, there were not many dark clouds, but it rained a little, but there was no problem at all.
"How could I possibly let him get his wish, though?"
He walked through the nine palaces, turning his hands into yin and yang, but said in his mouth, "In the gossip, Xun refers to the wind, blow it to me!" ā
After that, the wisps of true qi in his body started from Danhai, passed through his five internal organs and seven orifices, and injected into the Bagua Nine Palaces, which suddenly evolved into gusts of wind and rushed into the sky, and the rain that was about to fall was swept into the woods to the east by this wind.
Suddenly, a drizzle fell in the woods.
"You!"
The cursive scholar exclaimed, "Boy, I have some ability, give me death." ā
He jumped up and soared into the air, the folding fan in his hand was shining, and thousands of weeds poured out, but Yang Erlang could see that the weeds turned into thousands of sharp arrows, which were extremely vicious.
"Good!"
Yang Erlang led Tai'a and also cut the past.
Suddenly, in mid-air, streamers overflowed, like fireworks.
"Whew!"
He was just a false move, and in the deduced Bagua Nine Palaces diagram, a burst of fire suddenly erupted and rolled into the air, leaving the fire.
"Ninety-Eight Divine Power" is the ability to calculate everything and deduce all things, no, this is a magical power.
The thousands of weeds, ignited by this raging fire, suddenly burned more and more, burning directly to the folding fan.
The cursive scholar was in a hurry for a while, and just now Shi Yu had already exhausted the aura in his body, but he just ran away, and he had no face, and he was about to use other tricks.
"Not good!"
He was shocked in his heart, a strong murderous intent flashed in front of his eyes, and he was about to turn over and dodge.
But it was too late, the Tai Ah Sword, bright and shining, fell from the sky, locked him to death, and when he panicked, he felt that he could not escape at all, and a feeling of wanting to surrender arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.
"This is the sword of the royal road, I'm afraid even the messenger doesn't know, if it weren't for your evil, otherwise I really want to accept you as a little brother."
Yang Erlang held the sword and gently stroked the Tai'a sword, looking at the cursive scholar who was lit by the flames, and the latter came with a scream, and it didn't take long for the cursive scholar to be burned by the flames and only ashes were left and sprinkled to the ground.
"Looking at it this way, you still have a little bit of value."
And Yang Erlang had already left slowly, but he still muttered in his mouth, "It's really unpredictable, I guess even he didn't expect that he liked to paint grass so much, but in the end he became fertilizer for weeds." ā