Chapter 30: Martial Arts Competition Chixiao

readx;?ā€œ Haha, Lao Tzu also has a day to turn over!" Boss Jia woke up after a dizzy, got up and wiped his saliva, pointed at the evil sky and shouted excitedly, "Keep shaking!"

Evil Sky picked up the dice cup, and shook it lightly to drop the table, and the gamblers couldn't wait to open it to see, two-two-two!

"How is that possible!"

"Damn, two-handed leopard, Lao Tzu has gambled for more than ten years, and I have never seen it!"

"Uncle, I don't believe it, it's big!"

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Evil Heaven has more than a dozen leopards in a row, from one to six rounds of more than two rounds, and has wiped out the money and wealth of the six gamblers, and at the same time made Boss Jia crazy and danced on the side, only Evil Heaven is still under the influence of anger and nervousness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Until the gambler who lost in a hurry slammed a punch into the evil sky's head.

"How dare you go out of the old man, ******!"

The evil killing moved slightly in his heart, and the evil sky didn't even look at it, stretched out his small right hand, and held the attacking wrist tightly.

Bull Demon Tremble!

"Ahh

The skin is open, the flesh is blooming, and the bones are broken!

The blood sprayed all over the table, like a basin of cold water, was splashed on the heads of the six people, and the gamblers who shot only screamed miserably, then glared at Boss Jia resentfully, turned their heads and ran away with a miserable face.

Boss Jia was stunned, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, but when he saw the silver on the table, he was immediately full of courage, and while collecting the money, he laughed and comforted the evil sky: "Don't be afraid!

Evil Heaven didn't speak, turned around and entered his house, and as soon as he closed the door, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet!

"Xie family, there's nothing you can't do!"

From the Xie family, from the border Yangshuo, and came to Bianliang alone, he would not have attracted anyone's attention, but because of the Xie family, he had already become famous before he arrived in Bianliang.

Although the word killing and cultivating did not cause much shock for the time being, the evil heaven knew that once he was really identified as killing and cultivating, the entire Song Kingdom would definitely not let him go in line with the principle of preferring to kill the wrong person and not let him go.

"Xie family, only if your blood has flowed enough, will you be afraid!"

It was a full half an hour before the evil heaven's state of mind calmed down, and he didn't delay any longer, and after breathing for a while, he recalled the contents of the ninth salt vegetable book and began to cultivate.

Because he knows that there is a great place of death ahead, ready to bury him!

Even if he has the inheritance of the evil emperor who transforms decay into magic, he will not be able to break free from the fate of death given to him by the entire rivers and lakes of the Song Kingdom!

Only a strong strength can allow him to seek a lifetime in ten thousand deaths!

The Evil Emperor inherits the ninth layer of the Brute Force Realm--Mixed Yuan Pile!

The word mixed yuan, nowhere to hear, nowhere to see, nowhere to touch, similar to the marrow of people.

The marrow is hidden in the bones, which is the deepest level of the human body, and it is the most difficult place for the exercises to go deeper, and the mixed element pile is an exception.

The mixed pile does not need to move in a big way, only need to complete nine sets of strange posture standing piles, when the ninth set of pile method is completed, it is the time when the mixed yuan pile is completed, and it is also the day when the warrior washes the marrow.

Except for the unbearable pain, Evil Heaven's previous cultivation did not encounter any difficulties and bottlenecks, but this time something went wrong.

No matter how resolute he is, he can't support himself with his little thumbs on the ground, it's not a question of persistence or not, it's a problem he can't do at all.

Enduring the sharp pain of that moment, Evil Heaven tried seven or eight more times, and finally found out the reason - the basic requirement for cultivating the Mixed Yuan Pile was that the martial artist's skin, flesh, bones and tendons were completely complete, and he couldn't do it, he could only do it because his first eight layers of cultivation had not yet been completed.

That is to say, the forging of the skin of the evil heaven, refining the flesh, the bones and the tendons, has not yet been completed.

The Evil Heaven, who thinks that his foundation is quite solid, does not know that if these four layers of cultivation reach perfection, the body will produce a special sign, that is, Hui.

The forging of the skin is complete, the skin is shining, the flesh is perfect, the flesh is shining, and the same is true for the bones and tendons, originally when the evil heaven was cultivating the demon strength of the mixed world, the skin had a faint sign of brilliance, but it was a pity that he did not do it in one go, and lost the opportunity to shine in vain.

Moreover, the evil heaven also got one thing wrong, the so-called killing cultivation, its real purpose is not to tap its own potential, increase the cultivation speed, and consolidate the foundation of cultivation, the reason why the crazy old man faintly arranged for the evil heaven to go to the path of killing and cultivating is only for two words.

Evil killing.

Without killing, the evil emperor's mental method of the evil heaven will not be able to break through the level of evil killing in a lifetime.

After realizing his shortcomings, Evil Heaven finally calmed down, and his state of mind at this time was not suitable for cultivation, so he went out of the house again, took the time to make dinner, and brought it to the stone table.

Boss Jia was immersed in the joy of counting money, and when he saw that Evil Heaven had made a supper so intimately, he even had the urge to kiss Evil Heaven.

"Hey, that bastard finally did a good thing and tricked you. Boss Jia said with emotion while eating and drinking, "You know, in front of you, Goudan found a total of eight guys for me, the longest half a day, the shortest didn't even enter the door, slapped Goudan and left." ā€

Speaking of this, Boss Jia was a little sad: "The dog and his father died early, his mother finally pulled him up, and before he could enjoy the blessings, he was beaten to death. ā€

Listening to Boss Jia's broken words, Evil Sky felt a little more comfortable, he had never thought that this kind of small talk would make people calm before, Boss Jia saw that Evil Sky was distracted, and smiled again: "Don't think about it, I said it to you when I saw that you had kung fu." ā€

Evil Heaven was stunned: "Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll beat the dog's eggs, haha!" Boss Jia laughed and blinked, "But I know, you won't beat him, like the dogs, you kid is also a person who deserves to get ahead, eh? ā€

"I don't blame the dogs. Evil Heaven shook his head, "I still have something to do, so I won't participate." ā€

Boss Jia shook his head and sighed: "Relying on yourself alone, even if you cultivate for a lifetime, you can't practice anything famous, you look at those children of the family, all kinds of heaven and earth are eaten, and those who are cultivated are swishing, all of them can enter the three major factions, and we poor people want to enter the three major factions, except for the martial arts competition, there is no other way." ā€

Evil Heaven frowned slightly, and asked, "If you enter the martial arts competition, you can enter the three major factions?"

"Haha, where is it that simple. ā€

Boss Jia was happy, folded his fingers and said: "The martial arts competition is divided into two groups of brute force domestic qi realm, only the top ten of the two groups are eligible to be accepted as disciples by the three major factions, but even if you enter the top ten, you don't want to go wherever you want, you have to be picked by others, you want to pick your own sect?

Evil Heaven nodded and asked, "How many people are selected by Chixiao Peak?"

"Minimal. Boss Jia took a sip of wine, shook his head and said, "Although the three major factions get along harmoniously, there is also a lot of competition, Chixiao Peak is the first major faction, including the top names in the martial arts competition, where are the Biying Pavilion and the Daoluo Gate willing, hehe, so they united, it is said that the top ten in the brute force realm of the last competition were robbed by them, and nine of them were snatched away." ā€

The evil god knew that if he wanted to enter Chixiao Peak, he had to participate in the martial arts competition, and if he wanted to enter Chixiao Peak 100%, he had to win the first place.

Still, it's pretty simple.

It can't be said that Evil Heaven is overconfident, although he doesn't know how good his cultivation is, but he has discovered the perversion of his combat power through actual combat, after turning into a dragon and changing the tendons, with his current strength, it is not too easy to deal with a ninth-layer martial artist in the brute force realm.

So Evil Heaven nodded: "I'm going to Chixiao Peak." ā€

"Men should be a little ...... Poof!" Boss Jia finally reacted after spraying, and his eyes suddenly shocked him, "You, what did you just say?"

"I'm going to Chixiao Peak. Evil Heaven repeated earnestly.

Boss Jia was quiet for a while, then put down the wine glass, lay on the rocking chair and was about to faint, then raised his head slightly and said: "Don't take what I say seriously, just listen to Chixiao Peak or something as a myth, remember to clean it up after eating, I'll faint for a while." ā€

After speaking, Boss Jia's head tilted, and he was finally frightened by the arrogant words of the evil sky.

"I'll go to Chixiao Peak. Evil Heaven said again, packed up the dishes and chopsticks, and entered the house.

Looking up at the bright moon through the window, a smile appeared on the corner of Evil Tian's mouth, the moon was very large and round, so it looked very close, he had never been so close to the moon, as if he had never been so close to Xie Shuai.

"Xie Shuai, wait for me!"

In June and July, the weather is very hot, but in Chixiao City, which is two thousand miles away from Bianliang, people are still wearing cotton jackets.

Located in the northernmost part of the Song Kingdom, Chixiao City is on the verge of Chuhai Sea, which should be warm and humid, but what is good is that Chixiao City is also the starting point of a glacial mountain range, so Chuxiao Sea blows a humid sea breeze towards Chixiao City, and the glacier mountain range blows a cold wind towards it.

Chixiao Peak is on the glacier five hundred miles outside Chixiao City.

Chixiao Peak is very high, and compared to the glacier, it is just an inconspicuous bulge, and it is this bulge that has dominated the rivers and lakes of the Song Kingdom for hundreds of years.

Xie Shuai was on this bulge, he had been to Chixiao Peak for more than a month, and his cultivation had broken through to the third layer of the Inner Qi Realm, this kind of rapid progress should have made him extremely happy, but he was sitting in the pavilion making tea, his face was gloomy.

Xie Shuai made tea because someone wanted to drink tea.

Sitting opposite Xie Shuai was the chief disciple of Chixiao Peak, named Tong Lang, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

The small talk between the two seemed to be coming to an end, because the tea in their teacups had turned white.

"I heard that someone sent you a human head, who is it?" Tong Lang, dressed in a thin shirt, was not afraid of the cold at all, glanced at Xie Shuai, and asked with a smile.

Xie Shuai was slightly stunned, and then shook his head and said respectfully: "This person is not worth mentioning, and he doesn't dare to pollute the senior brother's audio-visual hearing." ā€

Tong Lang smiled, put down the teacup and walked out of the pavilion: "Then cultivate in Chixiao Peak with peace of mind, don't say that the place you dream of is you, with my current achievements, I am not qualified to enter." ā€

"If it's really as the senior brother said, why can my sister enter?" Xie Shuai's face was extremely unwilling, and he asked urgently.

Tong Lang stopped, looked up at the highest point of the glacier half-sideways, and sighed: "Because she is qualified." ā€

After speaking, Tong Lang left abruptly, Xie Shuai was stunned for a long time, and sat down angrily.

He planned for six years, treated Xie Yun for the cold and secluded veins, befriended the high-level of the three factions, and wanted to recommend Xie Yun's merits to practice in the land of legends, but fate played a big joke on him, and he didn't do everything, but Xie Yun, who didn't do anything and enjoyed it, went.

Every time he thought about this, Xie Shuai was so resentful that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Qualifications?hehe," a trace of madness flashed in Xie Shuai's eyes, "It's like no matter how much the evil sky tosses, it will always be trapped in my hands, how qualified are you Xie Yun to stand on my head!"

"I'm the only one who is qualified to reach the top!"

Xie Shuai fiercely whisked the tea set on the table into powder, walked out of the pavilion, and walked towards the only way down the mountain from Chixiao Peak.

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