Chapter 9: The Power of a Punch
This is the reason why the evil king Sun was surprised, a person's soul actually appeared in a dream, even he couldn't believe it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The dream is illusory, and the soul is real, and the two are completely incompatible, but Bu Qingyun's soul really appeared in his dream, no wonder he couldn't find it.
"Your kid's life is really big." The evil king Sun smiled bitterly, and it was precisely because of this that he dispelled his inner thoughts, he was not ready to continue, for him, everything could not be repeated, in his life, he would never accept a second failure, especially in the same thing.
"Well, in this case, Lao Tzu will leave this soul in your body and resolve a crisis for you!"
In the chaos in Bu Qingyun's mind, the figure of the evil king Sun sat cross-legged.
And this night, Bu Qingyun had a nightmare, he dreamed that he had experienced a life and death crisis, but when he woke up the next morning, he didn't remember what happened in the dream at all, but the soreness all over his body confirmed that he did dream last night!
At this moment, a childish voice suddenly came from outside the house.
"Senior Brother Bu, Master Master has summoned you!"
When Bu Qingyun heard this, he quickly got up, moved his muscles, and then opened the door and saw the boy outside the house.
In fact, this boy is not a boy, he is actually older than Bu Qingyun, but he is a natural dwarf, so he can't grow taller.
After this month's contact, Bu Qingyun also knew that this boy's name was Sanchi, in fact, it was not his real name, but because of his humble status, he was often ridiculed by other disciples, and over time, he was given such a nickname, Sanchi Boy!
For this nickname, the three-foot boy didn't like it at first, but after a long time, he found that it was actually quite a match for him, so he slowly accepted it, and his personality began to become easy-going, and there were disciples in the door who were willing to associate with him.
And Bu Qingyun has special respect for him, and at the same time is grateful, he has taken care of his life in the past month, so Bu Qingyun has a good relationship with him, and because Bu Qingyun is also a registered disciple, he is also quite sympathetic.
"Senior Brother Sanchi, do you know what the master called me?" Bu Qingyun asked softly.
Sanchi signaled to him not to worry, and said: "It is said that it is because I found a way to remove something from you, it seems to be so, and I don't know the specifics." ”
"That's the case," Bu Qingyun pondered for a moment and said, "Thank you, senior brother, then I'll go!" ”
After saying that, he left quickly, for fear that the people would be in a hurry to drive him down the mountain.
Still in the main hall, Bu Qingyun was still standing in the position where he came in for the first time, and he made a deep sigh and shouted: "Disciple Bu Qingyun, I have seen the master and the elder uncles!" ”
The old man at the top is the head of the Lonely Yuan Gate, the Dao name Zhen Yuanzi!
Zhen Yuanzi looked at Bu Qingyun at the moment, with that smile on his face, and said, "The teacher summoned you today to how to break the barrier in your body. ”
"Master Lao and your predecessors have bothered!" Bu Qingyun is respectful, even if these people are not legendary immortals, I am afraid that they do not know what realm they have reached on the road of cultivation, but I am afraid that they are an existence that can compete with immortals.
Zhen Yuanzi was still smiling, but the horse-faced old man below, his eyes were fixed, and he sighed lightly.
He saw that there were traces of cultivation in Bu Qingyun's body, not only him, but several other people, except for Zhen Yuanzi, had already seen the difference and looked at it one after another.
"There is a barrier to isolate the source qi, and it can still lead the source into the body, this son is really extraordinary!"
At this moment, everyone's minds are responding to this sentence, especially the light-hearted horse-faced old man before, who couldn't sit down at the moment, jumped up directly, and said: "I can't break the barrier in this son's body, you can't break it, and the senior brother in charge can't break it, since the senior brother in charge only gave him the identity of a few disciples, then today I want him to return to my disciple and be a real disciple!" ”
After the horse-faced old man finished speaking, he directly pulled Bu Qingyun to walk outside the hall in the stunned eyes of everyone.
"Huh"
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air behind the two of them, and Bu Qingyun only felt a strong wind coming behind him like a sharp thorn, making his breathing a little stagnant, while the horse-faced old man was not in a hurry, snorted coldly, waved his robe, and then swept out of the main hall with his strength.
This change Bu Qingyun also didn't expect that it was originally a matter of discussing the removal of the boundary source barrier for him, but it evolved into that he wanted to change his master, of course, he didn't know why.
At this moment, while walking quickly, he was closest to the horse-faced old man, and Bu Qingyun only felt a coercion emanating from it, but it was suppressed, and when the horse-faced old man waved his sleeve robe before, it was far more than that.
In an attic on the side of the main hall, the horse-faced old man sat upright, Bu Qingyun stood in front of him, and arched his hand and said: "Thank you for the favor of the master, the disciple is very grateful!" ”
The horse-faced old man did not smile, but looked at Bu Qingyun with a cold face, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and only after a long time did he sigh and said: "Old man Nanshanzi accepted you as an official disciple today, and he is already your master, and now I have a question I want to ask you, and you must answer it truthfully." ”
"Yes," Bu Qingyun said respectfully.
"There is a barrier in your body that separates the source qi, how do you introduce the source qi into your body?" The horse-faced old man's face changed faintly, revealing a little expectation.
Bu Qingyun naturally couldn't tell the existence of the evil king Sun, so he said: "Introduce the source into the body, the mighty Zhoutian, all the veins are parallel, and the source becomes a god!" ”
The horse-faced old man frowned, and he didn't ask any more, but with a flick of his fingers, a shadow stopped in front of him, turning into a booklet, Bu Qingyun took it, and saw that it read: Flashing footwork!
Bu Qingyun was overjoyed and respectfully withdrew from the hall.
But just as he walked out of the attic, the horse-faced old man's face suddenly turned red, and he coughed in his mouth, and finally a bloody sword spurted out, but the blood was not red, but black, and it was bruising.
After Bu Qingyun left the attic, he walked towards a house not very far from this attic, which was considered Bu Qingyun's new residence.
However, this room is much cleaner than the one I lived in before, as if it was often cleaned.
Bu Qingyun walked in, and was about to meditate and practice, when suddenly a voice came from outside.
"Boy in the house, come out quickly!"
The voice was a little harsh, as if someone was pinching his throat, as if if he didn't open the door, they would break in.
Bu Qingyun was afraid of extraneous branches, so he opened the door and saw a total of five people, led by a young man in brocade, with a hint of arrogance in his expression.
The four people around him were all flattering, and Bu Qingyun had not seen such a scene, and those in Bujiazhuang who were about the same age as him were like this.
A slender young man at the front, he was the one who shouted, and when he stepped into Qingyun, he didn't hurry and asked, "You called me?" ”
The slender young man shouted: "This is our boss's place, you quickly clean up, roll up and leave." ”
Bu Qingyun frowned, this is the residence given to him by his master Nanshanzi, how did it become the place of this young man in brocade?
Since the platform halfway up the mountain to today, Bu Qingyun has been holding his breath for more than a month, and finally he can't hold back anymore, just because he also wants to take this opportunity to try his virtual cultivation to what extent, so he said: "It's okay if you want me to get out of the way, defeat me first." ”
The slender young man screamed: "Yo, the tone is not small, then let you see how powerful the master is first." ”
After speaking, he kicked his feet, and his body swept out like a rabbit, and punched Bu Qingyun's chest.
But just when his fist was about to land on Bu Qingyun's chest, he saw Bu Qingyun's figure slightly on one side, and easily dodged the opponent's punch.
Because in Bu Qingyun's eyes, although the punch was fast, he could see it extremely clearly.
"Is this what a monk is capable of?"
At the same time as Bu Qingyun's eyes flickered, the same punch hit the slender young man's chest, and his figure immediately flew upside down and fell to the ground.
"This..."
He didn't expect this kind of result, so he went up to see how the slender boy was, he didn't want to kill anyone.
But when he had just taken the first step, the young man in brocade had a solemn face, and said with bad intentions: "It turns out that you have practiced to the third layer of Ningyuan, which is very good, lest others say that I am bullying the weak." ”
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