1. Suzhou Cold Day [78/100]

"Smack"

In the midst of the crisp sound, the frost covered by Shen Qiu's body shattered.

Those flying cold air were like falling snow, wrapping around Shen Qiu's side, and being carried by the true air rotation, it looked very beautiful.

A flash of ice fell on the blade of the shaking blade, but it did not disperse, and when Shen Qiu raised the long knife, it fell into the ground.

This warring atmosphere is cold, like on a snow-capped mountain, and it is so cold that it is difficult to breathe.

"Bang"

The seven stars shook the light, the sword intent burst out, and a fierce and bloody aura rushed to his face, and then a sharp knife qi grazed through the air, so that the master of the Witch Sect opposite Shen Qiu had to shake his hand and return to defense.

I saw that his ten fingers were covered with ice condensation, like a glove made of ice, and sharp ice spikes extended from his fingertips, and every time he shook it, there was a cold energy breaking out of his fingers.

Shen Qiu pounced on him, ignoring the cold fingers hitting his body.

The more and more skillful sacrificial duel was opened in nine points, and the true qi of Xueji in his body skyrocketed several times.

Pressed on top of the knife type, there is a kind of momentum of splitting mountains and breaking the sea.

Seeing that this desperate sword could no longer be dodged, the black aura of the Witch Sect master raised his hands, and a layer of heavy ice armor spread all over his body in the middle of the true qi swimming.

He tried to use this witch sect to block Shen Qiu's mortal sword.

But...

"Bang"

Shaking Light slashed in from his left shoulder, and between the ice armor shattering and bursting, it slashed down obliquely like a bone chopper, shattering the heavy ice armor on the body of this witch sect master.

He was left with a deep scar on his chest.

When the mastery was broken, the witch sect shook his hand and two cold and sinister palms, Shen Qiu dropped the shaking light, and his body was three points faster, and he also used his palms to fight with him.

There was a strange sound of a ghost crying and a wolf howling, which emanated from Shen Qiu's strange palm.

The two of them made ten moves against each other, and the soul-destroying ghost claws of the furnace were perfect, and the ten true qi were punched into the master's body, locking the true qi in his body.

Shen Qiu was not having a good time, in this desperate battle, his body was already covered with frost, and even his heart felt cold.

"Huh"

The sound of wind and thunder moved, Shen Qiu turned his palm into a finger, and a mysterious wind and thunder finger hit the forehead of the master of the witch sect, and the last trace of Xueji true qi rushed into the brain marrow, like a bayonet, completely destroying his brain marrow.

And the palm of the master of the witch was also imprinted on Shen Qiu's abdomen, knocking Shen Qiu out.

He swayed in the air as if he were stepping on an invisible wall, and between the ups and downs, he fell to the ground, and reached out to touch the cold blood stains on his mouth.

In front of his eyes, the master of the Witch Sect who had been pierced through his brain had turned into a dancing point of light.

"Finally won."

In the dream, Shen Qiu let out a sigh of relief.

Since that day, after separating from the Qingqing Mountain Ghost, he arrived in Weihai all the way, and rented a boat to go to Liaodong, except for feeding the little chicks with true qi every day, almost all of his time was spent in dream sparring.

It took almost half a month, and finally figured out the martial arts path of this witch sect master, and he was seriously injured and killed.

There was a hint of relief in Shen Qiu's eyes.

The Northern Dynasties did not have a list of rivers and lakes, and naturally they didn't know what level this martial arts master was, but in the hands of more than ten days, Shen Qiu could basically determine that this guy should be at the level of the first entry list.

Defeating him meant that Shen Qiu could already fight with several masters at the end of the crane in the ground list with shaking light in his hand and using his sacrificial duel and all his martial arts.

This also means that Shen Qiu has finally climbed from a third-rate rookie to the level of a master of the rivers and lakes after he got started with the sword intent.

It's not easy.

Shen Qiu stepped forward and reached into the swirling point of light.

He thought again that on the Qilu battlefield before, there were a total of five people like this wizard master, but he was killed by Qiu Buping four in a row, leaving only the last lucky guy alive.

The martial arts realm of Qiu Buping can also be seen from this.

More martial arts knowledge was integrated into Shen Qiu's mind, and the familiar feeling of swelling made Shen Qiu sit cross-legged on the ground, breathing the true qi in his body, and he glanced at the hatred in the dream realm in front of him, standing with a gun.

He didn't even have the slightest idea of going forward to challenge.

If Qiu Buping wants to kill him, one shot is enough.

"Huh, I'll beat you, Lord of the Villages."

Shen Qiu put his hands on his knees, looked at Qiu Buping who was standing with a gun in front of him, and said:

"Someday, I'll beat you up."

The next moment, the dream shattered.

In the familiar feeling of the ship shaking, Shen Qiu opened his eyes.

He has two more martial arts skills in his mind, which are very complete, both of which are peerless sects of the Witch Sect.

One set of Xuan Ice Fingers, one set of Cold Pool Duel.

Fingering is the best martial art in the rivers and lakes, and it is the kung fu of the witch religion, although it is called fingering, but it contains all kinds of changes in the fist and palm.

The internal strength is a little worse, and it is not as good as Xueji's mental method.

But this cold pool is also very promising, just like the fish intestine skill of the Five Elements Gate has been cultivated to the highest level, it is a body of five elements true qi, and this cold pool has been cultivated to perfection, and you can practice another miraculous skill of the witch sect.

Known as the "frozen thousands of miles", Shuoxue Xuangong.

It is said that the national teacher of the Northern Dynasty, the master of the heavenly list, was happy, so he used this set of miracle skills.

"Uncle Chabao, your wind and thunder fingers are getting more and more unable to keep up with the rhythm."

Shen Qiu put his fingers together, and made a dot in front of him, and he said with emotion:

"I used to think that you were already a master of the rivers and lakes, but now that my horizons are wide, I find that you are just a third-rate person in the rivers and lakes. And I, Shen, have already surpassed you now. ”

"Well, the Soul Destroying Ghost Claw is still almost hot, and I have to continue to study and ponder, but the Autumn Wind Knife has already obtained three flavors, but it is missing a few moves, and it is not complete."

Shen Qiu got up from the bed and walked out of the cabin while thinking about his current martial arts progress in his heart.

"The phantom has definitely entered a bottleneck, and it needs to be practiced diligently, and if it can, it needs to find a set of other body methods to learn from one or two."

"Next, in addition to comprehending the sword intent every day, you must start to comprehend the Xuanbing fingering, if you can integrate the Soul Destroying Ghost Claw, the Wind Thunder Finger and the Xuanbing Fingering, it will be awesome."

Thinking so, he stepped out of the cabin, and everywhere he looked, there was a vast sea, and at the end of his sight, he could vaguely see a desolate coast.

And Xiao Tie, naked, with his trouser legs rolled, is on the deck, dancing the iron heavy sword, back and forth with just a few moves, it looks a little cumbersome, but in fact, it is to understand the sword style and find more changes.

"Xiao Tie, how did you practice the Clothes Explosion Skill and Phantom Footwork I taught you?"

Shen Qiu shouted to Xiao Tie, who opened his eyes and showed a sincere smile to Shen Qiu, he said:

"Brother Shen, that set of magic skills is a bit strange, I haven't memorized the qi route yet, but the phantom footwork is almost beginner."

"Okay, then let's have a discussion."

Shen Qiu took off his coat, dressed in a short dress, stepped forward and made a move of destroying the soul and ghost claws, and said to Xiao Tie, who was lifting the sword in front of him:

"I don't need a knife today, I use a knife to bully you, and I will change my fist today."

"Okay."

Xiao Tie carried the heavy sword on his shoulder, and under the sun, his tendons and flesh were covered with sweat, and he felt like a fitness gentleman.

He looked at Shen Qiu's strange palm technique, and said to Shen Qiu:

"Brother Shen, how much martial arts do you know?

I see that you have entered the ranks of masters with a knife, and this fist is also used in a good way, and I have also seen you use fingering, hidden weapons, and throwing axes, how did you learn so much?

I've heard Master say since I was a child, if you concentrate on martial arts, aren't you afraid of being greedy and chewing too much? ”

"Don't be afraid!"

Shen Qiu smiled, and he said:

"I have a special way of practicing martial arts, which others can't learn. Don't talk nonsense, Xiao Tie looks at the move! ”

"Whoosh"

In the howl of the ghost crying wolf, Shen Qiu flashed like a ghost, rushed into Xiao Tie's five-foot sword encirclement, and hit with a wave of his palm, while Xiao Tie took a step back.

The heavy sword in his hand was in front of him, and he couldn't get rid of it, blocking this ghost claw.

The two of you come and go, Shen Qiu's body is light and smart, and his palm is strange, like a haunted soul, often slapping out from an impossible place, forcing Xiao Tie to be in a hurry.

But Xiao Tie is as steady as a stone, and the heavy sword in one hand is very skillful, and it is placed tightly, and occasionally a sword can force Shen Qiu to retreat.

This is a competition, naturally there is no need to ban the tricks, the two of you come and go, hit half a pillar of incense, and then stop.

On the deck, they brought out their respective chicks to bask in the sun, and fed a few Gu worms, and in the past ten days, the two chicks have grown up twice, and they are as big as chicks.

The body is covered with gray face, coupled with big eyes and small wings, it looks very cute.

"I thought that you said that you and Master live in Liaodong, just here in Lushun, but you don't want to, you actually live on the edge of the stick country..."

Shen Qiu sat on the side of the boat, looked at the distant coast, and complained to Xiao Tie beside him.

He said:

"According to what you said, a hundred miles further east, you and your master are people from the Stick Country, we Xiaotie, I didn't expect to almost become foreign guests."

"Brother Shen, people don't call it a stick."

Xiao Tie held his chick pet with all his heart, and for the umpteenth time, he corrected Shen Qiu:

"It's called the land of Sanhan, and there is also a family and a country.

Master said that the ancestors of the three Koreans were actually from the Central Plains, and even the overseas people from the East were also descendants of Xu Fu, an immortal of the Qin Dynasty. ”

"Alas, your master's statement is biased."

Shen Qiu smiled and said:

"If you want to hear about this East Asian past, I'll tell you about it. Alas, Qingqing is not here, there is less noise, and that girl likes to hear these strange things the most. ”

The fishy smell of the sea breeze blew on the two of them, and Xiao Tie also sighed and said:

"I don't know where Qingqing and Big Brother Mountain Ghost are now, they have been separated for more than ten days, and I miss them a little."

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It's easy to guess where the mountain ghost went, it must have passed through Luoyang, and then went back to Taihang Mountain directly.

But Qingqing, where is it now?

The answer is, she is also on board.

She just left Luoyang yesterday and is heading to Suzhou.

She didn't go alone, the monk accompanied her on the boat, and guarded her safety by the way.

On the boat with the flag of the Heluo Gang, in the cabin, he changed into a long skirt of Ayaluo, tied the head of the ball again, and Qingqing, who was still tied with a red ribbon, was lying on the table, playing with his two little chicks.

She poked her finger at the two chubby chicks, listening to their soft calls, as if she had found a fun toy, and her face was full of smiles.

The monk sat on the other side, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Shiyin is really literate, she called her little bird 'Go to Disease', the same as naming people, but how can a bird have a name like that."

Qingqing had enough of playing, held the two little birds in his arms, fed them Gu worms to eat, and used the true qi in his body to warm the physique of these two little birds.

She said to the prodigal monk:

"Master, I'm going to call my little bird 'Purple Lightning' and 'Wind', is it more appropriate than Shiyin?"

"Of course."

The monk was interrupted to chant, but he was not annoyed.

He raised his head with a smile on his face and said to Qingqing:

"The poor monk also wants to thank the young girl for giving such spiritual objects to the poor monk's niece, my righteous brother has wanted to find some talisman spirit animals for her since he was born in Shiyin, but these precious things are really hard to find."

Speaking of which, the monk said with emotion:

"The poor monk heard that hundreds of years ago, when there was still a trace of aura left in the world, there were also strange beasts in the barren mountains and Daze, but unfortunately, now when the aura is exhausted, there is no one to find.

The three strange beasts in the hands of the young girl, if they are taken to the rivers and lakes, they will also lead people to scramble, but they give up to Shiyin, they are really righteous friends.

Shiyin is looking for you to be a friend in the boudoir, it's really right. ”

"Hey, hey."

Qingqing was a little embarrassed by the Lang monk's praise, she said:

"This is also the blessing of the senior brother, and I am also stained with the light of the senior brother. But Master, you said you were going to visit friends in Suzhou, do you have good friends in Suzhou? ”

"Yes."

The monk turned the beads and said:

"I have a born friend, who is a stranger from the rivers and lakes, called the 'mustard seed monk', he talks to me about the Dharma, comes and goes, and I and the two of them have become close friends."

"If the Qingqing girl is not in a hurry, when she arrives in Suzhou, she might as well go with me to meet the mustard seed monk. In the future, if there is an emergency in Suzhou, you can also ask him for help. ”

"Oh, yes."

The monk remembered something, so he said again:

"After the battle in Suzhou, your senior brother was seriously injured and almost exhausted, and he was also rescued by the mustard monk with a body of Buddhist true qi. He also saved your brother's life.

He is a lay disciple of the Gaomen Nirvana Temple in the rivers and lakes, and he also has a fate, you girl, don't underestimate him because he is a lay disciple. ”

"Ah, that's right."

Qingqing thought about it for a while, and then said:

"That's really going to see you, senior brother traveled far away in Liaodong, so I should thank Master Mustard for him."

"That's very good."

The monk smiled, he looked at the two chicks resting in Qingqing's arms, although it had only been more than ten days since they broke out of their shells, they were fed by Qingqing like meat balls, round.

The monk really couldn't look at it, so he reminded softly:

"This little beast is quite psychic, but very greedy."

"But Qingqing still don't feed it more, they will soar in the sky in the future, they are too fat, but they can't fly."