Chapter 63: Fighting
On the night of the Heavenly Master's death, Ji Liangchuan knelt in front of the Heavenly Master's coffin for seven days.
For seven days, I didn't drink a sip of water or take a grain of rice.
No one in the Taoist temple could persuade him, and the elders fought for the position of Heavenly Master, and they had no intention of caring about Ji Liangchuan's existence.
Until the seventh day, the representatives of the Yin and Yang family came to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to mourn, and Wan Yuqing found Ji Liangchuan who was dying.
Because of excessive thirst, Ji Liangchuan bit his lip and quenched his thirst with blood.
When he found Ji Liangchuan at that time, he was already in shock, Wan Yuqing hugged his body, hurriedly ran to the kitchen, fed him water and drank, and ate something to satisfy his hunger.
Ji Liangchuan, who gradually came back to her senses, scolded Wan Yuqing for being nosy, scolded her for not understanding human feelings, and scolded her for not knowing how important the Heavenly Master was to him. He had already made up his mind to kneel and die in front of the Heavenly Master's spiritual throne to repay the Heavenly Master's nurturing kindness.
He cried and said that he couldn't live alone, more than ten years ago, when he was about to freeze to death in the ice and snow, it was the Heavenly Master who rescued him and gave him a complete home, and now that the Heavenly Master has passed away, he can't bear to let the Heavenly Master go to the Netherworld alone.
Wan Yuqing had tears in her eyes, hugged Ji Liangchuan who was crying bitterly, and didn't say a word.
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In the afternoon, Mu Chuan took a few days off for Ji Liangchuan, and while Wan Yuqing and Zhang Mochen were still in Tancheng, someone gave him a sparring partner and gave Jiuge to the society as soon as possible.
Learning Jiuge is not only to learn new swordsmanship, but also to hone one's own Dao power.
A while ago, he fought with Yan Wushu and Liu Changqing, and Ji Liangchuan faintly felt that his Dao power was already tending to the third grade.
There is an old saying that is true, actual combat is the best exercise, and this sentence is very consistent everywhere.
He wasn't worried about the number of condensed souls. Luo Luo is a Rakshasa ghost, specializing in devouring ghosts for a living, and when the time comes, she can be allowed to borrow a little more from herself, but the soul power obtained through the ghost of the dead cannot be converted into a demon for herself.
It's also strange to say, since he started practicing swords, Luo Luo has never looked for himself, Ji Liangchuan actually understands very well in his heart, although Luo Luo has signed a contract with herself, she can be regarded as half a human being, and at the same time, she herself is a Rakshasa ghost, and she does not provoke Taoist priests to hate her on the road, and generally if she is not a soul bead, she will not deliberately catch him, but she still escapes, maybe, because her previous resentment against Taoist priests is too deep.
Jiu Ge's moves had already been deeply imprinted in Ji Liangchuan's mind.
He asked Wan Yuqing to hide aside for the time being, and he was about to show his might next.
Wan Yuqing sneered, her eyes curved like a crescent moon, paced back to the tree, and quietly watched Ji Liangchuan's next moves.
"Yo, it's finally done!" Zhang Mochen turned over jokingly, lying on the tree to support his head, watching Ji Liangchuan's performance.
The Longquan Sword was clenched in the palm of his hand, and the moonlight sprinkled down and poured on the silver-white blade. The five fingers condensed the Dao power, and a burst of qi began to overflow from the heart fire, and the muscles and veins of the whole body flowed.
The clouds wandered in the sky, just at the moment when the moonlight was blocked!
"Nine songs!" Ji Liangchuan resolutely swung out the blade, and the energy in his body was dispersed out of his body in an instant.
With Ji Liangchuan as the center, the nine afterimages instantly rushed out of the body and rushed towards nine different directions.
"Wow!" Wan Yuqing's eyes flashed, and she rushed forward with light steps, hugged Ji Liangchuan excitedly, and shouted between her teeth: "It's successful, it's successful!" ”
Ji Liangchuan's back was squeezed and he almost couldn't breathe.
His face was flushed, and he felt Wan Yuqing's graceful body squeezing on him, and the male hormones of youth were secreted rapidly, and it was almost time for him to have an uncontrollable impulse.
A familiar voice reached his ears, instantly dismissing all his sexual interest.
"Come on, brother, let's compete!" Zhang Mochen dragged the long sword and slowly walked in front of him, his eyes cold.
"What to fight? If you have the guts, let's try to compete! Wan Yuqing stood up for Ji Liangchuan and stood in front of him.
"Sister Yuqing, I'll learn from Liangchuan, normal martial arts exchanges" Zhang Mochen smiled wryly, "I just want to see if this kid has changed from the original after learning the new moves!" ”
"Don't think! Put away your set, you just want to take the opportunity to bully Liangchuan and establish prestige! Wan Yuqing pouted coaxedly, saying that she would not leave.
At this moment, Wan Yuqing had an extra hand on her shoulder, and she slowly turned her head and found that Ji Liangchuan was looking at her.
"Let me do it!" Ji Liangchuan took the initiative to step forward, the breeze raised the ends of his forehead, and his gaze was cold and calm.
"But he is a hermit, and your Dao strength is still meager, I'm afraid that he will accidentally hurt you if he makes a heavy move!" Wan Yuqing said worriedly.
"It's okay, Second Brother Chen will be measured!" Ji Liangchuan gently pushed Wan Yuqing away and stood opposite Zhang Mochen, staring at his eyes tightly.
Wan Yuqing saw that he was resolute, so he didn't say anything, and retreated tightly to the sidelines, watching the next competition between the two.
"Second Brother Chen, how do you want to compete?" Ji Liangchuan smiled faintly.
"Don't say that Second Brother Chen bullied you, in this way, I will spin a bowl on the table, if I don't knock you down before the bowl stops, even if I lose!" Zhang Mochen scratched his nose and said with an arrogant face.
"Heh, it turned out to be this set of ......" Ji Liangchuan lowered his eyes.
He remembered that when his Dao power was not sealed, he had provoked Zhang Mochen, if Zhang Mochen defeated him, then he would say it himself.
But now, the positions of the two have been reversed.
Looking at Zhang Mochen's face full of arrogance, Ji Liangchuan sneered.
"Okay!" He answered.
"Then I'll start it!" Zhang Mochen picked up a palm-sized bowl, and as soon as his palm exerted force, the bowl noodles immediately rotated quickly on the table.
"Hey, hey!" Zhang Mochen had a gloomy face, turned around, and told him, "Brother, be careful!" ”
As soon as the words fell, a wind swept across Ji Liangchuan's cheeks, and before he could react, Zhang Mochen's figure rushed to him like the wind, and the long sword in his hand had already stabbed directly at Ji Liangchuan's cheek.
In the pupils, the sharp blade was getting closer and closer, Ji Liangchuan quickly turned the hilt, and the blades collided directly together, making an extremely harsh grinding sound.
"The reaction is okay, but the attention needs to be concentrated!" Zhang Mochen reminded him, and the blade in his hand stretched out in the air like light and shadow, extending a light curtain that seemed to be illusory.
Ji Liangchuan couldn't judge the truth or falsehood, so he could only bite the bullet and swing the blade.
The blade in Zhang Mochen's hand seemed to have disappeared, no matter how Ji Liangchuan slashed, but he couldn't touch it anyway, he looked confident, playing with Ji Liangchuan with a calm face, and he had already made preparations for victory in his heart.
"Hehe, you lost!" Zhang Mochen turned around and slapped his palm in the air, "Bagua palm!" ”
"Baguazhang!" Ji Liangchuan was also palming at the same time.
The two palms were docked, and the huge energy took the two of them as the center of the circle, and quickly spread to the surroundings.