Chapter 12 Yan Chixia
"Roar!"
Yuan Zhi roared angrily, picked up the Zen staff and smashed it at Zhou Yi.
Rumble!
The blow missed, and the masonry on the ground shattered into powder.
Mad Wand Method!
One hundred and eighty pounds of Zen staff, Yuan Zhi made a tiger and a tiger.
Any table, chair and bench that came into contact with it became shattered in the blink of an eye, and the bones of several water bandits who couldn't dodge were shattered and stuck to the wall and could not fall.
Zhou Yi kept retreating, until he reached the side of a mountain bandit, stretched out his hand and pulled out the steel knife, and at the same time, gave the mountain bandit a palm.
"I'll lend you a weapon."
The ordinary steel knife was attached to the Ziyang sword qi, and it instantly sharpened the iron like clay.
I saw a flash of the knife.
The Yuan Zhi of crazy destruction stood still for an instant.
Then a line of blood appeared on the neck, and the shiny head gurgled and rolled down.
The black iron staff fell to the ground, only to find that it had been cut in two.
"Taoist spells are indeed a bit bullying against ordinary martial arts."
Zhou Yi looked at the other mountain bandits and water bandits who were silent, without the slightest mercy, looking at their anger, he knew that they did not do much evil on weekdays.
The flickering light of the knife only ensured that they would die quickly, and they would not feel even a trace of pain.
Zhou Yi casually threw the steel knife into a pool of blood, looked up at the stunned Chen Jinyu, and shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
"Someone washed the floor, the little minions were sent to the yamen, and the two bandit leaders were sent to their father's grave."
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Back hall.
Zhou Yi and Chen Hong sat at the top, and Chen Jinyu, who has always been strong, obediently served tea and poured water in front of his father-in-law and elders.
Tea is a tribute to Dajing, and there was only tea that could only be drunk by the royal family, and the officials of the Tea and Horse Division directly offered a price to make a lot of money.
If there is not enough to drink in the palace, it will be shoddy, anyway, it is not a tea ceremony, and there is no difference at all.
Chen Hong endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.
"What kind of realm have you reached in martial arts?"
"The eight veins of the Qi Jing have all been penetrated."
It took Zhou Yi three months to penetrate the six meridians, and the Ziyang Sword Qi was extremely sharp, and the speed of opening the meridians was ten times faster than the speed of the internal qi.
In the next two months, he broke through Ren Du and constituted a small Zhou Tian in the body, and the meridians alone have achieved the peak of the day after tomorrow.
Zhou Yi kept trying to connect the outer world, but unfortunately he couldn't sense the aura of heaven and earth at all.
The last batch of centennial elixirs was consumed, and Zhou Yi no longer forced it, and came out of the retreat to relax.
"One year, the day after tomorrow peaks ......"
Chen Hong is watching his apprentices break through ordinary people's cognition step by step.
In one year, he has grown from a thin scholar who does not know martial arts to a top master in the world.
"The disciple is born with a good meridian, and he can easily open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, but in fact, the internal qi cultivation is still far behind."
Zhou Yi is self-aware, and the person who really breaks through the peak of the day after tomorrow with internal strength step by step, the internal qi of the dantian can be called massive.
Ziyang sword qi has a miraculous effect when breaking through the meridians, and it is indeed extremely consuming to condense internal qi, and now the sword qi in Zhou Yidantian is no bigger than a thumb. If you want to fill the sea of dantian qi, you still have to wait at least ten times the sword qi, which means that it will take at least five years.
"No wonder, no wonder, legend has it that the patriarch of Buddhism Bodhidharma was born with a hundred veins, and he had an epiphany under the Bodhi tree, and he directly became a congenital master from a mortal."
Chen Hong seemed to have found a reason to reluctantly understand the talent of his disciple.
Zhou Yi took out a booklet from his arms, which was a copy of the Purple Yang Sword Qi Sutra that he had written silently.
"Master, this is a volume of Daomen Sword Qi Secret Method, with a disciple's annotation on it, and you can cultivate it by yourself. Until the cultivation is successful, you must not let the second person know. ”
"Sword Qi Secret Method? Could it be that you killed Yuan Ji's exercises? ”
Chen Hong's eyes lit up, but he saw it with his own eyes, three feet away, with a finger, the top master Yuan Ji was killed instantly.
The true qi is three feet outward, almost comparable to the legendary innate grandmaster.
Chen Hong carefully put away the Ziyang Sword Qi Sutra, couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately went back to comprehend the sword qi after saying a few casual words.
His talent has not been high or low since he was a child, and after cultivating his internal qi, he has only penetrated the Yang Wei vein for more than 20 years, and he has not advanced an inch since then.
Now that he has obtained the Ziyang Sword Qi Sutra, how can he hold back.
When Chen Jinyu saw that the second uncle was gone, she immediately skipped her dignified and virtuous lady, sat on the chair with a grin, and learned to cross her legs.
In the Chen family of the Golden Dao Sect, Chen Jinyu is not even afraid of Chen Xiangyan now, but he is afraid of Chen Hong, the second uncle.
Among them, not only Chen Hong has no children and no daughters, he has been very good to Chen Jinyu since he was a child, and he immediately thought of her when he had a good match. Also because Chen Hong is Master Zhou Yi, the relationship between master and apprentice is comparable to that of father and son, Chen Jinyu has to be obedient.
Zhou Yi didn't care about Chen Jinyu's youngest daughter, and asked, "Yan Chixia, who often comes to drink on credit, has she been here these days?" ”
"I haven't been here for a few days, and I guess I'm running out. Tell me quickly, why did you let him drink it in vain? ”
Chen Jinyu has always obeyed Zhou Yi's words, whether it is giving Yan Chixia free wine on credit, or spending a huge amount of gold and silver to collect a century-old elixir.
Since the immortal drunk has made a lot of money, Chen Jinyu has been buying the hundred-year-old elixir unlimitedly, and the hundred-year-old elixir can be traded without anonymous auction, and the immortal drunk can be directly pulled away.
Guy Zhou Yi experimented with a century-old ginseng plant, and the door of all wonders absorbed the spiritual energy in the ginseng and transformed it into 2 points of origin.
Later, I tried other centenary elixirs, and the ginseng lingzhi was the most efficient, which could be converted into 2 to 5 points.
This is the only means of growing the source at present, and Zhou Yi will naturally not be stingy with money.
At least one-third of the gold and silver sea earned by the immortals were on the purchase of elixirs.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Zhou Yi to penetrate the eight veins of the Qi Jing in half a year. The meridians of the human body are fragile and can be penetrated unless they are simply dredged by violence.
Four months ago, Chen Jinyu told Zhou Yi that a bearded man with a sword on his back did not have enough money and wanted to drink on credit.
On the second day, he carried a tiger to settle the account.
The bearded man is very drinkable, and he can drink a jar of fairy drunk at a time.
The fairy drunk is not the previous drink, the drunkard known as the wine fairy wine god, two bowls down to get drunk, so it is called the fairy drunk.
Zhou Yi's first thought was Yan Chixia, and then it was confirmed.
Since then, Yan Chixia only has to hang up the account when she drinks alcohol, and she can pay it back whenever she wants.
Zhou Yi said: "Yan Chixia is a real master. ”
Chen Jinyu blinked: "How tall is it, is it more powerful than you?" ”
Now Zhou Yi is the most powerful person in the world in the eyes of Chen Jinyu, who means who dies.
"At least three stories high, I can't even have one floor."
Zhou Yi is not self-deprecating, it is precisely because of the Ziyang Sword Qi Sutra that he knows the gap between the martial arts of the rivers and lakes and the real Taoism.
One is to practice martial arts, and the other is to cultivate immortals.
"So powerful!? So why is he so poor that he doesn't have any money to buy wine? ”
Chen Jinyu found it difficult to understand that a real outsider could not afford to pay for wine. In her eyes, the strong will never be short of money, and the eldest grandfather Chen Xiangyan is far from Yuan Ji Yuanzhi, and he still has a lot of money.
"Later you will understand that I am looking for him now. If I'm not there one day, you can go to find Yan Chixia, he owes you money for wine, and he will definitely help you. ”
Zhou Yi said, not giving Chen Jinyu a chance to think, he had disappeared.