In the inner courtyard behind the Chunlu Pavilion, the faint fragrance of tea wafts in a quiet room. Bu Zheng, Chu Tianyao and Mu Lao sat around an antique low table, talking in detail about everything that happened in the process of their rescue of people.

Nanfeng didn't bother to pay attention to these things, and as soon as he arrived at Chunlu Pavilion, he fell in love with this fireworks willow lane with singers singing and playing the piano for the first time. After a decade-long abstinence career, he smelled the fragrance of the woman's fat powder, like a fishy fly. At this time, I don't know which sister's room is talking about Fengyue.

Mu Lao sat on the futon, his hands crossed in the loose cuffs, and his broad body remained motionless like an old monk's meditation. He had a broad forehead, long pale eyebrows and long drooping beards on both sides of his face, a handful of white hair floating on his chest, and a faint light hidden in his eyes, like an old and refined wise man.

When he learned that Bu Zheng could open the seal of the Lieyang Forbidden Land, even though Mu Lao had decades of qi cultivation and training, his face changed slightly. Listening to the whole story, Mu Lao nodded in approval of the way of martial arts in Jinyang City, and he asked Bu Zheng: "If you lose by then, won't you not only be unable to save people, but also compensate you." ”

Bu Zheng smiled indifferently and replied: "Mu Lao, the world often says that you should do your best and obey the destiny of heaven. I couldn't bear to see the people in misery, and in the face of death but unable to survive, so I came to help. But Bu Zheng is not an omnipotent god, I can only do my best to be truly worthy of my heart, worthy of my teacher, and worthy of heaven and earth. ”

Mu Lao stroked his gray beard and nodded with a smile. The young man in front of him gave him a sense of righteousness and radiance. It is like a gentleman's sword, upright, straight, and sharp.

Taixuanmen can teach such a disciple, and he is worthy of the orthodoxy of Taoism, a model of morality, and should be an example for the world.

The Oiran Chu Tianyao on the side pouted and kept rolling his eyes at Bu Zheng. Her expression was extremely disagreeable with Bu Zheng's reasoning, but her demeanor was extremely cute and cute.

"Although you lost with a clear conscience, the person was still not rescued, and the problem was not solved. It's not the pedantic and stubborn set of the righteous path. Boring!"

Oiran couldn't say a word, but Mu Lao laughed and lost no time in asking: "In fact, the world has many misunderstandings about the god of the underworld, is Bu Shaoxia interested in listening to the old man explain the way of life of our so-called 'cultists'?"

The upright young man of Taixuanmen still shook his head, and politely rejected the old man's kindness. Since he was sensible, the god of the underworld was no different from a demon to him, the history books wrote so, and the elders taught him so, and he did not have the slightest affection for the teachings of the god of the underworld.

After drinking a cup of bitter tea, Bu Zheng said goodbye to Mu Lao and left. Chu Tianyao's big eyes looked at the man's departing back, and said in annoyance: "Mu Lao, look at this bull's nose, it's stinky and hard, and you still value him so much." ”

The old man looked at the handsome woman who was a little unspeakable, and his eyes were like that of a kind elder looking at his favorite granddaughter. He spoke slowly, "The old man has read countless people in his life, and he still has some eyesight when asking himself. Bu Zheng has a relationship with the god of the underworld, not only because he broke the situation, let's wait and see, there is a divine will in the underworld. ”

Bu Zheng stepped out of the Chunlu Pavilion, left Jinyang City, and rode the horse he rode when he left the sect, all the way towards the sunset mountain forest. The luggage on the horse was left in the room of the Chunlu Pavilion by him, so as not to lose it, there were things that the master asked him to send, and when it was over, he had to continue on the road.

The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. Bu Zheng stood by a turbulent river, with high mountains and cliffs in front of him, waterfalls and springs. Lush vegetation, green pines and cypresses, an ethereal and secluded place far from the dust of the world.

This is the place of cultivation chosen by the man, and the five-day period is gone in a blink of an eye. From Mu Lao and others, I learned that Liu Du must already be in the realm of knowledge, but he didn't know how many tricks he knew, and his strength would definitely not be weak. He is still lingering in the condensation stage, which makes Bu Zheng very worried.

Only those who have really embarked on the path of cultivation will understand what a realm and a day by day are all about the difficulty of fighting a cultivator who has already condensed his qi to fight the realm of Kaifu and fighting a chicken. And entering the stage of enlightenment, it is like climbing to the top of the mountain, and you can despise the condensation realm at the foot of the mountain.

The man with clear eyebrows folded his hands behind his back, looking at the wide waterfall that looked like a match, carefully analyzing his own strengths and weaknesses. The Lieyang Gong Body is based on the fire grapes that conquer the heavens and the earth, absorb the power of hot molten pulp, and are reborn and refined. As early as when Lie Yang fought with the demons, he poured his invincible prestige with the blood of countless demons, and it was his strongest weapon at present, and he could make up for the gap caused by the level of the realm by fighting with it.

Xuanjian Wushuang is the most swordsmanship of Taixuanmen, and Lieyang Sanyao is the unique boxing technique recorded in the secret method of Lieyang Gongshu cultivation, and these two martial arts are the key to Bu Zheng's choice to compete with Liu Du.

The swordsmanship has long been practiced, and now it is necessary to study the three rays of the scorching sun and comprehend the subtleties.

After paying attention, Bu Zheng suddenly stood still from the pacing action, his eyes slightly closed, and he opened his eyes again, and his pupils were full of fire. The heat swept from his body into the sky, scorching the air around him into shape, and at a glance the air was like a ripple of water. The golden light covered the whole body, and the red flame-like glow set off the steps as if a raging fire had been ignited.

According to the law of the Blazing Sun Sanyao Xinggong, Bu Zheng Qi walked the dragon, and the qi mansion boiled like a river and a sea, and when all the true qi gathered on a punch, he shook his arm and swung his fist, smashing violently into the waterfall.

A fist that seemed to be a fist with flames shot out like a cannonball from Bu Zheng's hand, with a loud bang, the originally complete scene of the waterfall water curtain was blown out of a big hole, and the fist was deeply embedded in the rock wall behind the waterfall like a rotating ball for a long time, making it difficult for the waterfall to heal.

The man whose whole body was on fire showed a look of surprise, but he didn't expect the power of a punch to be so fierce, and the martial arts body was really good. Suddenly, he was a little eager for the big battle that was coming.

Calm down, Bu Zheng began to seriously practice the Burning Sun Sanyao Fist Method.

Just when the people by the waterfall were concentrating on practicing, fists and shadows, day and night. A news that the big families in the jurisdiction of Jinyang City couldn't sit still, and under the impetus of people with intentions, it spread.

"Can someone open the seal of the Golden Yang Forbidden Land?" the head of the Imperial Martial Sect stood up as if it were on fire.

"Someone has entered the Jinyang Ancestral Land, is this news true or false?" the patriarch of the Liu clan in Xiqiuling was suspicious.

"This man has to be in our hands. "There is no doubt about what the master of the Absolute Sword Gate said.

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The news of the decisive battle between Bu Zheng and Liu Du blew through Jinyang City like a gust of wind, and for a while, the streets and alleys in the city, restaurants and gambling halls, and people discussed this matter after tea and dinner. Bu Zheng's identity and cultivation realm have been investigated clearly, and the forces of all parties have different opinions on who will win this battle, and there is no conclusion, which has also led to this battle becoming a hot spot in the opening of the gambling house.

Within two days, another exciting news came out, which made Jinyang City, which had been calm for a long time, boil. According to people familiar with the matter, on the day of the decisive battle, the city lord will personally come to Longhutai to preside over the battle for the two, and the most powerful five forces in the territory of Jinyang will also be present to watch the battle, after the battle, the city lord will hold a banquet in the city lord's mansion, invite the five major forces to the banquet, and the banquet will discuss a major event that may change the current pattern in Jinyang.

This is amazing, and people with hearts smell the breath of great change from it. Mu Lao sat in front of the window, holding a book in his hand, looked up at the clear sky and gradually gathered dark clouds, and sighed: "The sky has changed! The situation in the Jinyang Land Realm that has not changed for a hundred years is about to be reshuffled, and who can laugh at the end of this disaster?"

The decisive battle between Liu Du and Bu Zheng was seen as the beginning of this impending chaos, and was postponed until a month later by the City Lord's Mansion and various forces, and the reason given was the need to be prepared. Bu Zheng didn't know what preparations they needed, he only cared about whether he could win this gambling battle, and the longer the time would be able to make his cultivation stronger, so he didn't refuse.

One day a few days later, Bu Zheng practiced boxing by the waterfall as usual. After practicing, the flame golden light on his body dissipated without a trace as the true qi returned to the qi mansion, and the whole person looked harmless to humans and animals, no different from ordinary people. Only the deep pits around him that were punched out by the ferocious fists one after another, as if crying about how violent the people in front of him were.

He breathed for a while, and when his true qi had stabilized, he walked along the way back to the city.

Halfway through the journey, a woman's terrible scream suddenly attracted Bu Zheng's attention. He followed the cry, and in the mountains and forests not far away, he found a slender woman pressed to the ground by two men with fierce faces, and the man laughed and tore at the woman's clothes, and put his hands up and down on the woman's bumpy body. The woman's face was pale, her mouth was shouting for help, and tears kept flowing from her eyes.

"Stop!"

Bu Zheng shouted violently and rushed over. When the two men saw the person who had done something bad, they were furious and fought with Bu Zheng on the spot. It's a pity that the difference in strength made the two gangsters vomit blood and escape after eating a heavy punch from Bu Zheng.

"Girl, are you alright?" Bu Zheng took off his robe and put it on the disheveled woman. The woman trembled and tried to get up, but stumbled and fell. Bu Zheng hurriedly went over to support her, and the woman hooked his neck with her arm, and pierced his neck with a slender gold needle before he noticed.

"You!" Bu Zheng, who realized that the situation was wrong, pushed the woman out, but the scene in front of him gradually became illusory. Bu Zheng, who was floating like she was drunk, looked at the woman who appeared in front of her with three double shadows, she reversed the weakness just now, and laughed with happiness on her face that her plan had succeeded. Immediately, he fainted.