Chapter 112: The Fight Begins (4)

The old man of Shanji postponed again and again, "No, no, no, Brother Shengsheng, this is too precious, and now the longevity spirit grass of the last year is regarded as a treasure by other clans, it is very rare, and the hundred-year-old Shouyuan Dan can extend the life of the person who will end his life for a hundred years, so precious, how can I accept it."

"Brother Shanji, we are friends, between friends, why do you need so many politeness, if you don't accept it, you just don't like my friend" Qiao Shengsheng insisted on giving this pill to the old man Shanji.

"Hey, okay" In the end, the old man of Shanji reluctantly accepted it, he thought that his eldest brother was going to move Tianji Pavilion to the Qiao Tian Clan, and just now he said in public that he wanted to join the Qiao Tian clan genealogy, with the temperament of the eldest brother, there is a chance that he will really do this, and he will definitely follow his eldest brother. Since it is destined to be a family in the future, there is really no need to be so polite.

In the trial tower, Tianji began to present a picture in his mind: the avenue is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and people are one of them, what he is looking for is this one-day machine, and the heavenly machine is ethereal and untraceable, so the future generations will derive thousands of hexagrams, to deduce all kinds of heavenly machines, how can he simplify the complex and integrate dozens of complicated hexagrams? By the way, the ultimate goal of the Heavenly Machine, the Thousands of Dao Hexagrams, is to explore that trace of Heavenly Opportunity. Focusing on this ultimate goal, it is not enough to integrate other similar hexagrams.

Tianji lay on the ground, and began to fuse hexagrams in his mind, constantly fusing and separating, and constantly trying. When he simplified the complex and comprehended the heavenly machine, the whole person's breath became ethereal. At this moment, he seemed to be one with this heaven and earth, achieving the unity of heaven and man.

Outside the Trial Tower, Qiao Zhi looked at Tianji and was shocked again, epiphany, Tianji also had an epiphany? These two people are really amazing.

Simplify? Qiao Zhi suddenly remembered that more than three hundred years ago, when he was fighting with people in the land of trials, he often used this set of swordsmanship, and felt that another set of swordsmanship seemed to be better against the enemy, and he was often confused, and then he pondered that he had learned too many swordsmanship, and there were many dazzling swordsmanship. It was too confusing and cumbersome to use, and then he thought on a whim whether he could simplify all the swordsmanship he had learned and retain its efficacy, so that it would be easier to use.

Later, he began to try constantly, and whenever there was a hint of inspiration, he would put on a mask, incarnate another person to fight with others, and constantly explore in actual combat, constantly trying its feasibility, and finally he really succeeded in the experiment. Slowly, he reduced tens of thousands of swordsmanship to thousands, and then slowly turned into hundreds, and during that time, his entire mind was completely immersed in it, like a mad demon.

In the end, the consequence was that the entire place of trials was frightened by him, and when he saw him, he was scared to the bottom of the urine, and people still called him a ghost Yama, and the entire people who participated in the trial land were terrified, and he became a nightmare for everyone who participated in the trial land at that time, and his great achievements and legends are still spread in that trial land.

Many people are still searching for the whereabouts of the ghost Yama, but fortunately, he put on a mask at that time, and only the little fat man, Qiao Xiaoshan and Huo Qiao knew that the person was him. Otherwise, I'm afraid that it will be even more troublesome now. Even Huo Qiao knew that it was a complete accident.

Later, after returning from the path of trials, he continued to study swordsmanship in retreat, and even participated in the study of all the books and miscellaneous swordsmanship in the library pavilion, and retreated for nearly a hundred years, and finally he really reduced all the swordsmanship in the world to nine swordsmanship.

Once in the Ten Thousand Races Martial Arts Competition, he wanted to verify on a whim how powerful the nine styles of swordsmanship he had studied for a hundred years were, but he accidentally showed off in front of everyone of all races.

Afterwards, he was honored by the world as the Sword Saint, and was worshiped by everyone, and when he saw the passionate appearance of those women, and their eyes lit up with adoration, they all wanted to eat him alive, and he was frightened on the spot. This also caused him more trouble. He regrets it now, and he shouldn't have itched for a while.

After that, he no longer used his sword before the world. As a result, everyone in all ethnic groups said that he was invincible, and he was alone with a sword, and he was too lonely to be invincible, so he never came out of the sword. It's really embarrassing.

For more than a hundred years, he has been trying to make the nine styles of swordsmanship simple into one sword again. But later, no matter how he tried to experiment, he couldn't succeed, and it was too difficult for all the laws to be one, so far, he only reduced it to three styles of swordsmanship, and swordsmanship could no longer be advanced.

He thought that maybe it was because he was not besieged by hundreds of people like the trial land more than three hundred years ago, and he was on the verge of life and death at any time, and he was not stimulated by the crisis of life and death, so his sword could not achieve the unity of all laws.

This is also one of the reasons why he has been obsessed with searching for the endless Shura Hell for so many years. After all, the Endless Shura Hell is imprisoned by the biggest demons between heaven and earth, and if he can fight them to the death, maybe his swordsmanship can go further. Of course, he will only go to them if he can protect himself or if his life is about to run out, after all, it is too dangerous there. The people who are imprisoned are all the biggest demons in the world, maybe they can cut him like tofu when they go out, and he won't want to go there to die.

"It's moving, the fat man is moving" Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed, awakening Qiao Zhi's wandering thoughts, he looked at the water curtain mirror, and saw the little fat man writing on the wall at a rapid pace, and there were words in his mouth. Soon he was writing all over the wall, moving on to another, and the heavens were still asleep, and seemed to be sleeping soundly.

"You say, will it be the little fat man who leads again this time?"

"That's not necessarily, the predecessor of Tianji is easy to trigram, better than the results of dozens or hundreds of years of penance by others, I think he must think it's too simple, so he's waiting for the little fat man."

"Hey, they are all masters, we only have to look up, and it seems that only the young son of heaven can compete with these two"

"Don't say it, if the young son of heaven fights with the two of them, do you guess who loses and who wins?"

"Needless to say, it must be the young son of heaven, more than two hundred years ago, the young son of heaven fought all over the world with a sword, and now it must be even more powerful, I am afraid that the most powerful clan elder in our clan may not be his opponent."

"If the young son of heaven can join in a competition, then I don't know how exciting it will be? It makes my blood boil just thinking about it."

"Hey, let's not think about it, Shao Tianzi is most afraid of trouble, and he never joins in the fun, how can he find something to do for himself"

"Born like a young son of heaven, what a regret in life"

"Wake up, look, the predecessors of Tianji have finally woken up"

In the trial tower, Tianji opened his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he immediately pouted his butt again, and kept lying on the ground and writing seriously.

Gradually, everyone could only see his afterimage rotating rapidly, and it didn't take long for the fat man to successfully break another record. The little fat man immediately turned his head and saw that the little white face had also moved, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, this little white face, I didn't expect that there were really two brushes.

The little fat man continued to take out a spirit peach, leaned lazily against the wall and ate it, this time he didn't scold the heavens like before, he suddenly didn't want to use those sideways anymore, and wanted to rely on his strength to really compete with this little white face. A strong opponent needs to be respected. It is rare to meet a few opponents in chess, Xiao Qiao was one before, but unfortunately they learned different paths, Xiao Qiao is indifferent by nature, and his personality is withdrawn, but he doesn't like to join in the fun. This little white face is kind of interesting. Kind of like him. The little fat man suddenly found a feeling of sympathy in Tianji.

Soon Tianji also succeeded in breaking another record, and Tianji turned his head triumphantly and saw the little fat man constantly eating the fruit and looking at him with a smile, and suddenly became angry. Dare to laugh at him, he thinks that this little fat man doesn't take him seriously, Tianji continues to carry forward the spirit of anger, "Oh yo, your flesh covers your eyes, please don't laugh, otherwise the old Taoist can't see your eyes, eat so fat and eat non-stop, it's really full all day and night and have nothing to do."

The little fat man, who was going to shake hands in a friendly manner, was immediately angry, the fat man felt that it was a big mistake to sympathize with you, you were cheap, the little fat man scolded directly, "I've seen ugly, I've never seen such ugly, you laugh, the powder will fall, why don't you look ugly, take a closer look and look even uglier, you look like you just crawled out of the eighteenth layer of hell, in fact, it's not your fault that you're ugly, but it's your fault that you're scary." ”

"Hmph, looking at how you look like a dog, you must be the best among the scum, the best of the beasts. Look at it, this little face is fat, just like a pig" Tianji crossed his waist with one hand and pointed at the fat man in the twilight mirror with the other.

"With your face, there are three layers inside and three layers outside, and the city walls are not as thick as yours. It's simply invulnerable, invulnerable, it's really invincible in the world" The little fat man is not to be outdone.

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Outside the Trial Tower, everyone was once again messy in the wind.

Can't these two sit down and play happily? How can it be compared to the inexplicable quarrel? Are these two people the reincarnation of the legendary Gongjing? Mortal enemies? Not to be allowed in the world?

Jiuyou stuffed a large ball of crab meat in her mouth, took the crab legs and listened, and Zhou Gong found her. She began to keep her upper eyelids against her lower eyelids and began to roll back and forth, and gradually felt that her upper eyelids were like a thousand gold, and she began to peck rice like a chicken, nodding back and forth.

Qiao Zhi was speechless when he looked at the water curtain mirror, and when he accidentally saw the scene of Jiuyou, he also felt speechless. All three of them are wonderful.

Da Hong looked at it and wanted to wake up Jiuyou quickly, these two people were arguing, it was a wonderful time, how did Jiuyou fall asleep.

Qingxue stopped her in time, she reached out and gently took off the crab leg in Jiuyou's hand, and then took out a cloak and wanted to cover Jiuyou, but coincidentally, Jiuyou couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell directly on Qingxue's thigh. Qingxue was stunned, this scene is so familiar, looking at Jiuyou still having a bag in his mouth, eating crab meat, he couldn't help but chuckle, can he eat it when he falls asleep? She's so cute. Qingxue directly took the cloak and covered her.

In a blur, I felt that my head was on a soft pillow, which was very comfortable.

She slept more soundly, and she had a sweet dream in which she dreamed that she was being held in her mother's arms, which was very warm.