Looking at the posture of the two Taoist priests on the opposite side who were just waiting for him to be restrained, Zhu Fugui was a country man who had never seen the world, but he was sneering in his heart with panic on his face.

Do you say yes or so? Qi refiners are devoted to preaching, ignoring mundane affairs, and occasionally appearing in the rivers and lakes are also lonely and flying in the dark, where can they be in such groups? Not to mention that since the Han Dynasty has lasted for more than 2,000 years, almost all of the qi refiners have become extinct.

The two Taoists didn't expect the man to adjust his breathing, stepped forward again, raised his sword and shouted:

"Qi refiners are not allowed to set foot in the red dust, are you going to break the rules of these thousands of years?"

Zhu Fugui caught a glimpse of the boat five or six meters offshore, and his heart was a little more stable. I want to drag it for a while and wait for the boat to cross the center of the river, Brother Jiang is very good at water, and it is difficult for this demon to arrest people.

"Thousands of years old, what are you doing with it?" The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't detect the aura of the demon beast, and his eyes rolled and asked: "Your man's cultivation is not low, and it has something to do with the Cannon Fist Gate?"

"Nope. ”

"The age of the child on the ship happens to be thirteen years and seven months?"

"It's not!"

"Hmph, it's useless to hide it. Tell him to go ashore, and you will cut off your arm again, and today this matter will be revealed, and your life will be spared. ”

"Hahaha, you think Lao Tzu is a three-year-old child, so easy to deceive! If you want to catch him, step on Lao Tzu's corpse!"

Zhu Fugui was in a hurry to get lucky, and his thin body seemed to be a green pine clinging to a rock, motionless like a mountain.

"Life is so big that it's nothing more than life and death! Are you not afraid of death?" the middle-aged Taoist priest sneered.

"Phew, if the husband doesn't do something, he must do something, you guy who is blinded by lard and refining qi with roe head rat eyes knows a fart! Lao Tzu doesn't believe that a guy like you who hurts heaven and reason can also cultivate the way of heaven and seek immortality!"

Do everything possible, after all, the strength is not good, and in the end, it is inevitable to fight to the death. Zhu Fugui had made up his mind, and snorted fiercely at the opposite side, putting life and death out of the way.

He has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and his martial arts may not be extremely high, but his vision is very vicious. Since there is a desperate mind, it is necessary to observe carefully, but the more you observe, the more frightened you become. Taoist martial arts are most famous for Tai Chi, Xingyi, and Bagua, Tai Chi overcomes rigidity with softness, rapid shape and meaning, and gossip is strong, even if other unpopular martial arts are more obscure, there are always traces to be found. But these two Taoists came to an abrupt end suddenly, and their posture, position, and posture were not deliberately concealed, but they couldn't see the history.

The body of the Buddhist cloud is just a stinky skin, although the Taoists do not pursue appearance, but they also pay attention to a floating dust. The middle-aged Taoist sharp-beaked monkey cheeks are ugly, and his status in the outer gate is not very high, and he often eats people and laughs shamefully, at this time, he was triggered by a sentence of "roe head rat eyes", his eyes flashed, and the apprentice behind the opposite side shook his head slightly, and said gloomily: "Keep your mouth alive." ”

The man in front of him is unknown but he is determined to protect that child, could it be that he is really lucky to bump into the legendary god son?

The young Taoist priest took out the dust that was inserted behind him and took a step forward casually, still annoyed that he had just been cut face, and sneered: "The people who slaughter dogs are also worthy of talking about the way of heaven!"

Zhu Fugui looked up to the sky and laughed, straightened his body, burst out with a majestic momentum, and said:

"Every time you slaughter more dogs, you are all readers. I have heard that the people in the martial arts, from the samurai, the martial artist to the palace, are not the enemies of the Qi Refiners, and only the masters above the grandmaster can fight. Today, let me, a small hall, comprehend the combat power of the Qi Refining. ”

There was a chaotic sound of running and shouting from the embankment, getting closer and closer, but it was coming this way. The three of them stopped in a daze, only to see six sturdy young men running from the direction of Shawan, three of whom were carrying sticks.

Those who practice martial arts, the first martial arts can only be regarded as apprentices, brush the waist, kick the legs, squat the horse, step and play sandbags, and after a year or two, about Xiaocheng is called a beginner samurai. When his basic skills are solid, he can win three or five people by practicing two or three sets of boxing techniques, and become a middle-level samurai. And when he has profound skills and rich experience in actual combat, he will become a high-level samurai when he stabilizes the middle-level samurai.

A samurai samurai, after all, is a soldier, and he is just a soldier when he charges into battle in a million army. When he completely mastered a martial art, had a unique understanding and surpassed the strength of the samurai, and was able to teach the apprentice to open the museum, he became a martial artist.

But no matter how powerful the martial artist is, it just relies on the subtlety of the moves and the strength of the body, once it can be able to release the internal qi externally, the magic to the peak of the control of the body and stimulate the potential, the so-called "a feather does not fall, the meaning of the force", then entered the realm of the palace, which is commonly known as "entering the hall", occupying a place in the martial arts.

And the realm of the grandmaster above the hall is said to be able to integrate all laws, create their own combat skills, and communicate with heaven and earth, and their strength is not something that ordinary people can speculate.

Samurai, martial artist, hall, and grandmaster are the four realm levels with distinct ravines in the martial arts.

This group of young men who came running was a disciple of the Cannon Boxing Sect, and the leader was called Da Niu, a high-ranking samurai. Since the head of the Cannon Fist Gate, Tan Shan, passed away a few years ago, it has declined and withered, and there is no high-level martial artist in the door. The current number one master, Wang Tiezhu, is the master of Da Niu and others, and he can only reach the peak level of a middle-level martial artist.

In the evening, Da Niu heard that two Taoists with five martial artists went into Shawan to find bad luck in the cannon fist, and the conspiracy broke the master's arm, so he invited a few brothers to ask for an explanation. Nazhi was stopped and reprimanded by the head Tan Shilang on the way, so he had to turn around. The senior brothers were aggrieved and drank together. At night, I suddenly heard gunshots from the embankment, and I ran to check the situation because there were many people.

They were raiding the embankment on the path, and they did not see the bodies lying four miles away, and they did not realize the seriousness of the situation. When I arrived at the ferry, the two Taoists were pressing towards Zhu Fugui with great momentum, and their suppressed anger could no longer be controlled. Zhu Fugui is the merchant of the South Dongting Dayangshu, the distant nephew of Grandma Mei in Hezhou, and every month he has to pick some oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, candy, pastries, needles and threads to sell in Shawan and Hezhou, and by the way, he collects some turtle shells and snakeskin cicadas and sheds them back, and he is familiar with everyone, and he is half a local. Those two Taoist priests are not good things at first glance, and they also plotted against the master!

As soon as the six men stood in front of Zhu Fugui, they formed a wall, and the big cow deliberately shook his thick chest muscles, and pointed to the two Taoist priests and shouted: "Phew, Niu Nose, there is no one in the North Dongting who bullied us, right?"

In fact, modern Taoists have short hair like ordinary people, and only the old Taoists who have worked hard to repair the ancient still have a bull's nose and a bun. It's just that the title of "bull's nose" has been passed down for thousands of years, and the conventions have become customary, and the Taoist priests are helpless no matter how angry they are.

The young Taoist took a step back, contemptuously glanced at the menacing hairy guys, and waited for the master's instructions.

A young man noticed that there were two people lying not far away, so he walked over to check, and looked at a small boat floating in the river, although it was too far away to see the child's appearance, but the famous big dog made him recognize Man Jianghong at a glance, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, what are you doing, go ashore quickly!"

Da Niu also saw the boat in the river, and knew that Granny Mei helped the merchant collect some turtle shells and fish shells, and she was a distant relative, so she had close contacts. guessed that the Taoist priest was going to commit murder and forced Brother Jiang to Jiangzhong, but the merchant was not bad and tried his best to stop him. This big bull likes to fight hard and compete with fists and feet on weekdays, and he doesn't like to use his brain, but this guess is crooked.

"Brother Jiang, come up quickly, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid of eggs!" the big cow shouted at the river.

Zhu Fugui was suddenly anxious, stepped to the edge of the embankment in one step, and yelled: "Hurry up!"

This voice shook the ears of several young men, and their heads were spinning. They were already drinking and drinking a little ignorant, and they automatically ignored Zhu Fugui's step of stepping a few steps away from ordinary people.

Da Niu staggered, shook his head vigorously to stabilize his figure, walked over and patted Zhu Fugui on the shoulder cordially, gave a thumbs up and grinned: "We are covered, afraid, afraid of eggs! ”

Smelling the smell of wine emanating from Da Niu's body, Zhu Fugui was anxious with a black line, and his face was twisted into a walnut with a wry smile. He was indeed gifted a life-saving sword qi by the immortals, and he could kill the masters below the grandmaster. Just now, I wanted to provoke the other party and wait for an opportunity to kill him, but the thief Taoist priest was deeply nourished, and he was not impetuous at all, revealing his flaws. These six young men are all good, and they are getting involved in a blur, and they are simply walking a tightrope with their lives. Now the situation is critical, I don't know if the big yellow dog beside Brother Jiang can kill this demon Dao that is close to the level of the grandmaster!

I heard that the dog is in his twenties, and he is a centenarian in terms of human lifespan, but he is still majestic and fierce, and he is powerful and powerful. I once wanted to explore the reason, but Rhubarb was difficult to approach, and I only listened to the greetings of Man Jianghong and Granny Mei, and looked at them as if they were being looked down upon by a higher creature, which made people afraid and did not dare to get close.

After careful observation, it was found that the dog walked in a tiger's step, and everywhere it went, the beasts within a radius of half a mile did not dare to make a sound, and the birds did not dare to approach. The villagers just saw the appearance of the big yellow dog as fierce as a lion, and the fishing and rabbit hunting were like probing for things, but they didn't know the depth of its combat effectiveness, and they couldn't feel that its occasional leakage of a glimmer of breath actually chased after the immortal he had only seen in his life.