After a while, Mu Nianci found a pheasant.

"Come, give me the pheasant, and I'll make a chicken called the flower chicken." Seeing that Mu Nianci was about to roast a pheasant to eat, Qigong hurriedly brought the pheasant over.

"Wait for me later, I'll go find some lotus leaves." Hong Qigong hugged the pheasant and disappeared, and he didn't know where to look for lotus leaves.

Mu Nianci sat quietly on the side, taking care of himself on the fire, preparing for the call of the flower chicken, and did not speak, looking extremely quiet.

Ji Zhen suddenly asked, "Aren't you curious why I want to sabotage your martial arts competition?" ”

Mu Nianci shook his head, "Childe is not sabotaging, but helping me." ”

Ji Zhen said strangely: "Since you think I'm helping you, then you obviously resist this martial arts competition in your heart." If there is resistance, why continue to swing? ”

"It's not me who strikes you, with your martial arts, if you swing, there are many people in the world who can defeat you."

Mu Nianci was silent for a moment.

Ji Zhen saw that the other party was silent, and suddenly understood.

In this ancient society, Mu Nianci was also old, and he also reached the age of talking about marriage. Moreover, she may not want to embarrass and worry her stepfather, but although she has resistance in her heart, she still swings.

Such a woman is really pitiful.

Hong Qigong's light skills are not good, and they are purely supported by internal force. The two said these two words, and the figure of Qigong returned.

At this time, Mu Nianci's fire had been set up, and Qigong also slaughtered the chicken, removed the internal organs, painted the chicken body with soil, and finally wrapped it in lotus leaves and buried it in the fire.

So, just wait.

The flames are rising, and Mu Nianci is adding firewood.

Hong Qigong sat down with his back against the tree, wrapped a dog beating stick in one hand and a wine gourd in the other. Xiang Ji Zhen asked, "Boy, where are you going?" ”

Ji Zhen shook his head, "I don't particularly want to go anywhere, I just wander around the rivers and lakes at will." ”

"Why do you look so lifeless when you're young?"

Ji Zhen was also like Mu Nianci, picked up a dead branch, sent it to the fire, and smiled lightly, "Vitality is because they are full of unknowns about this world, and once they understand the nature of the operation of this world and are powerless to break it, their vitality will slowly fade away." ”

"So, you've hit a wall?" Hong Qigong took a sip of wine and said.

Ji Zhen shook his head, "I haven't touched it yet, but I just saw that huge wall." ”

That wall contains the country and the rivers and lakes.

Among the countries, there are Dajin, Southern Song Dynasty, Mongolia, Dali, and Tubo Xixia.

Among the rivers and lakes, there are five unique characters, various major sects, and various free people in the rivers and lakes.

"And did you decide you want to hit this wall?"

This sentence was not asked by Hong Qigong, but by Mu Nianci. When she asked, she looked at Ji Zhen with her eyes, very curious, and after being curious, the look in her eyes fell silent for some reason.

Ji Zhen lifted his long sword, "I want to use the sword in my hand to smash this wall, in this world, nothing can stop me!" ”

When this sentence is spoken, it looks radiant and full of style, like the pride of the sky!

Hong Qigong looked at Ji Zhen's face and took another sip of wine, "It's not that this kid is not vibrant, but the things in this world make him feel bored." ”

"At a young age, you should have experienced a lot of things."

And Mu Nianci looked at Ji Zhen's confidence, and the look of immersion in his eyes resurfaced, biting his lip with the tip of his teeth, and a look of struggle flashed on his face.

Eventually, her eyes flashed and she made a decision.

"Boy, the chickens are fine."

Hong Qigong smelled the fragrance and immediately shouted. Then the figure immediately stood up, poked and picked the dog beating stick in his hand, and picked out the flower chicken.

"Good stick!"

Ji Zhen shouted, this poke and pick, it looked extremely ordinary. But it is precisely because of the ordinary that the mystery can be fully revealed.

At a certain level, the change doesn't have to be gorgeous. Ordinary and ordinary test the grasp of martial arts moves.

Hong Qigong nodded and glanced at Ji Zhen's long sword.

Although the chicken was very hot, Qigong was not afraid at all, and soon divided the pheasant into three parts, one for each person.

In this mixed soil, there seems to be an unknown seasoning added, making this called flower chicken not only contains a simple meat aroma, but also makes people want to smell it.

Ji Zhen was not polite, reached out and took it and began to gnaw.

Although he is a man, he is not rough at all when eating, on the contrary, he is a bit of a woman chewing slowly.

Hong Qigong looked at Ji Zhen's luxurious clothes, looked at the extraordinary long sword, and then looked at Ji Zhen's actions of eating chicken.

I suddenly realized a little bit in my heart: he was a rich kid.

Qigong eats the roughest, so he eats the fastest.

After eating this one-third of the chicken, Qigong stood up and patted his stomach, "After eating, you have to do something to digest." Boy, do you want to have a jousting competition? ”

Although meticulous, Ji Zhen's speed is not slow, and when Hong Qigong said this, Ji Zhen just finished eating.

"It's fine."

After talking to Hong Qigong for a few words, he also knew that the other party was probing his bottom. The reason for refusing before was that he didn't want to cause more trouble, after all, his identity in this world was not very friendly to people like Qigong.

However, Qigong has been testing, and Ji Zhen has also tested the other party's martial arts, in order to measure his excesses or gaps compared to the five uniques.

Ji Zhen stood up, took out a piece of fabric from his arms, and wiped his hands with it.

Then he walked towards the Seventh Prince.

"You didn't have a sword." Qigong pointed to the long sword stuck in the ground behind him and said.

Ji Zhen smiled and shook his head, "Although the sword technique is good, the palm technique is also good, just come to learn the power of the Seven Princes' dragon descending palm." ”

"Good boy, guts."

The two sides stood still with each other, and their expressions also turned serious.

Suddenly, Ji Zhen made a move.

Qigong will not take the initiative to make a move, he claims to be an elder, in the competition, how can an elder shoot at the junior?

As soon as Ji Zhen stepped on it, his figure flashed rapidly, his five fingers opened, and he raised his palm to gallop towards Qigong.

It was a downward pressure on Qigong's chest!

Suddenly, the momentum between the two was a pause, as if it had frozen in an instant!

Hong Qigong's eyes flashed, and his whole body was shaken, and the solidified momentum was dispersed by him.

Then, with a solemn expression, he took a light breath, his true qi was raised, and his left hand was raised, and it was also issued with a palm, and the palm technique against Ji Zhen was sealed!

Rumble!

Ji Zhen's palm and Qigong's palm immediately touched, and then the palm power of the two exploded, and the palm power scattered, setting off the dust in the woods and the fallen leaves.

Trample!

Trample!

Trample!

Ji Zhen and Qigong both retreated, and they both took three steps back!

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Zhen's mouth, because he didn't use the strength of the external Dao, just the strength of the internal strength.

The power is equal!