The so-called 100 days of injured muscles and bones, although Luo Dagou suffered a flesh injury, but the injury was too serious, and he was young, he was choked by the neck and almost lost half of his life, so he recuperated in this inn for more than three months.

Three months passed in a flash, the spring flowers bloomed, the ice and snow melted, the young leaves grew on the branches, and the stars also appeared on the earth.

On that day, the wind and sun were beautiful, the sky was clear, and the clouds under the blue sky were swept away, and there was no obstruction at a glance. The rolling mountain line in the distance and the blue sky create a beautiful picture.

Luo Dagou walked out of the door, stretched his waist, and took a deep breath, which was very pleasant.

In the past three months, his injuries have all healed, and his body has grown a lot, and he looked down, his face was slightly blushing, and he turned into the house and chose a tight garment to wear in it.

He quietly walked behind Zhao Wuqian, silently, and was about to kick his ass, but he never thought that his feet would slip, and he fell down in a daze, splitting a fork.

Zhao Wuqian was bending down to wash his face, turned his head to look, looked at Luo Dagou's funny appearance, laughed, and leaked a mouthful of snow-white teeth, "Big dog, are you naughty again?" ”

Luo Dagou fell in pain, grinned, and scolded in a low voice.

Zhao Wuqian twisted his waist at will, looking angry, like a half-grown child, without the slightest hint that the successor head of Kunlun Mountain should be old and serious.

When Bai Xiao Zhenren set him as the successor head, he was strongly opposed by several elders on the mountain, and he really couldn't imagine how such a character could lead the Kunlun faction, which is known as the orthodoxy of Taoism.

I only thought that when I got older, I would become more stable, but I didn't expect that Zhao Wuqian would be more unscrupulous the older he gets.

When I was still a little steady, when I grew up, I relied on Bai Xiao Zhenren's pampering, ran rampant and domineering, and lived like a crab.

Even a few elders with white beards didn't pay attention to them, stealing chickens and touching dogs when they had nothing to do, leading sheep by hand, tickling the elders, washing the foot basin, and even the night pot were all looted, causing the entire Kunlun Mountain to be restless, and getting rid of the demons of the world.

Zhao Wuqian looked at Luo Dagou's funny appearance, and a smile appeared on his face, "Just your light skills, you have to sneak attack me, and practice for another hundred years." ”

Luo Da was angry, his little face was bulging like a frog, with a little shame in his eyes, and he scolded in a low voice, "Little miscellaneous hair." ”

That Zhao Wuqian is not a revenge master, but he alone has to compare with Luo Dagou, made a grimace, and returned the sentence "Little brat." The two big hands were full of water and splashed on Luo Dagou's body, and the dots of water shimmered in the sun, which made him feel cold.

Luo Dagou shook his head, like a puppy, which provoked Zhao Wuqian to laugh, but there was no shame in his eyes, but he was very cunning, which made Zhao Wuqian feel bad.

After less than a stick of incense, Luo Dagou asked, "Little miscellaneous hair, do you have a stomachache?" ”

Zhao Wuqian's eyes rolled upward, only to feel that his stomach was turning over the river and the sea, and a sullen fart was released, and the floodgates were opened between the two strands, and the desire to pour thousands of miles could not help it.

"You! When?? Zhao Wuqian panicked, didn't care about washing half of his face, clamped his legs and rushed out.

Luo Dagou leaned back and smiled back, "I put it on you last night, or I can get up early in the morning?" ”

It is said that people have three urgencies, and in the early morning, when the essence of the five grains is absorbed and the waste is discharged from the body, where is there a toilet for Zhao Wuqian to solve in a hurry?

He searched around, but didn't find a toilet seat, so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Dagou and said, "Little villain, you wait!" ”

Luo Dagou grimaced and couldn't stop laughing, he walked up to Zhao Wuqian and said with a smile: "Dare to ask this brother, dare to ask me to tickle?" ”

Zhao Wuqian was stunned and shook his head.

Luo Dagou stretched out his fist, measured it in front of him, punched back and forth, the fist wind was whirring, and the fist already had a little strength, and said with an evil smile: "Then do you dare to accept my fist like a small casserole?" ”

Zhao Wuqian's head shook faster, I really didn't know that Luo Dagou had such an idea.

His stomach hurt urgently, his face was flushed, he couldn't walk, and he bent down holding his stomach.

Luo Dagou smiled even brighter, "Brother Zhao, do you dare to fart now?" ”

Zhao Wuqian was annoyed and replied, "Let your mother go...... Fart~~"

He couldn't bear it anymore, his rectum tightened, he lifted his breath to his chest, he didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not, he crawled out on all fours, got into the firewood and grass, and poured for thousands of miles.

But listening to a series of explosions like firecrackers, the frowning brows finally relaxed, and his face was relaxed.

He Saizi walked out of the door and witnessed all this, and just wanted to teach Luo Dagou a lesson with a straight face, but looking at his cute and loving appearance, his heart was stagnant, and he only smiled helplessly, that is, he suffered Zhao Wuqian and let Luo Dagou play tricks.

This is also the repertoire of Zhao Wuqian and Luo Dagou, in the past three months, Luo Dagou tortured Zhao Wuqian every day, and did not take this Taoist priest who treated him every day as a benefactor.

After about half an hour, Zhao Wuqian walked out with vain steps, his face was pale and his mouth was dry, as if he had a serious illness.

He pleaded slightly: "Little Ancestor, why do you play with me every day, let's stop for two days?" ”

Luo Dagou stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, with a playful face, "I have a good relationship with you, hahahaha." ”

Zhao Wuqian was speechless, and sighed helplessly, he, the demon of the world on Kunlun Mountain, the thief who stole the night pot, was so obedient that a child cleaned up, and he was afraid that he would be laughed off by the brothers on the mountain. He finally understood the mood of those elders on the mountain, and an old and stern face appeared in front of him, "Even the old way of stealing the night pot, dirty!" ”

He Saizi doted on Luo Dagou aside, "I have something to say to my junior brother, you can play with him later." ”

In the face of this serious Kunlun sect elder brother, Luo Dagou didn't have the slightest intention of playing tricks on people, smiled playfully, and jumped away.

He grimaced at Zhao Wuqian again, "Little Zamao, I'll trouble you again tomorrow, I'll go and play with Sister Xiao." ”

Zhao Wuqian looked helpless, and somehow he was targeted by the little devil Luo Dagou, he obviously had a deep blood feud with Li Guxing, but he tortured himself every day, and he couldn't beat and scolded him, and suffered a dumb loss for three months.

He Saizi said: "If I hadn't heard you talk about him, I really wouldn't have seen that he was a child with a lot of hatred." ”

Zhao Wuqian's face changed suddenly, and he said: "The child is not bad, but he is a little deeper, the more innocent he becomes, the more scared I am in my heart." If one day he doesn't take laxatives......"

He Saizi said: "Don't worry, I don't think this kid has those bad intentions." But what's wrong with you? How much power is restored? ”

In these three months, in addition to conditioning Luo Dagou's body, He Saizi still practiced diligently every day, and the kung fu he practiced was also strange, and when he practiced again, he was familiar with the road, the speed was extremely fast, and his skills were deeper than before, but the three calamities and two calamities were still indispensable, which only increased a lot of pain.

"The skill has recovered about three or four percent, and it has broken through the first-level realm."

He Saizi dragged his chin and thought about it carefully, "At the first level, the Hundred Flower Palms can already be used freely." ”

Zhao Wuqian just smiled and didn't reply, he suddenly slapped a palm from his side, the palm wind was dense, coherent and free, and the power was stronger than before, two inches away from He Saizi's face door, he removed his hairpin, and his waterfall-like hair flowed down, and it was beautiful in an instant.

He Saizi leaked a satisfied smile, "The skill does not retreat but advances, which is not bad, but your swordsmanship is not as refined as the Hundred Flower Palm." ”

Zhao Wuqian spread his hands and said helplessly: "That must be no, you also know that the internal strength that the master taught me is called "Chizi Dao", and this swordsmanship is called "Moving Mountain Sword", which is the secret of our Kunlun faction, especially the internal strength of the Chizi Dao, which can only be passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and there is not even a secret book since the establishment of the sect. Although the speed of re-cultivation is several times faster every time, we have only been three months, three months in the blink of an eye, and it is better than ten years of penance, how can it be so easy to recover? ”

He Saizi was silent, for martial arts, his junior brother is much stronger than himself, and it is also because of his simple nature, and his few distracting thoughts are most in line with the internal strength of this deficit road, Bai Xiao really made an exception to designate Zhao Wuqian as the next head.

Although Zhao Wuqian said this, he himself also wanted to know to what extent his mountain-moving sword technique had reached with the internal strength of the Pure Dao, and he couldn't help but smile slyly.

"Senior brother, can you feed the sword moves to the junior brother? I heard that your nine swords are different, and the nine swords are even more unique, so I really want to see how my senior brother performs this sword technique. ”

He Saizi raised his eyebrows, and his heart was itching, he started earlier than Zhao Wuqian, because it was not his turn to practice on weekdays, Zhao Wuqian had not tried it once in more than ten years, and he had long wanted to compete with this amazing and brilliant leader.

With his left hand behind his back, he stretched out two fingers of his right hand to use his true qi, and roared, "Sword!" But with a few crisp sounds, nine swords burst through the door, hovering over their heads, circling and twisting.

Zhao Wuqian's eyes flickered, his right hand held the scabbard, and his breathing gradually became short.

He Saizi is a rare genius in Kunlun Mountain, according to Bai Xiao Zhenren, if it weren't for Zhao Wuqian who was born with a pure heart and fit the exercises of the Pure Dao, the next head of the Kunlun faction must be He Saizi. In the face of such a person, how could Zhao Wuqian not panic in his heart?

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, nine flying swords came one after another, each attacked, each defended, a sword in the lead is called Juque, it is a thick and wide giant sword, people born with divine power may be able to wield, if you want to make this sword freely without a ten or eight years of kung fu, I am afraid that it will not work.

This sword alone can wipe out all the second-rate masters in the rivers and lakes, and even compete with many first-class and inferior masters.

Zhao Wuqian stepped back, avoiding Juque's edge, this sword was more than powerful and not agile, avoiding him lightly and skillfully and effortlessly.

The two swords that followed were called Xihe and Wangshu, taken from the meaning of the sun and the moon, also known as the sun and moon sword, the two swords complemented each other, the fast was faster, the slow was extremely slow, and the shadow followed the enemy to the ends of the earth.

Although these three swords have a headache, but the most powerful is the fourth sword - Zhao Gut, this sword does not know what material it is, it is as transparent as water under the light, flying silently in the air, if you are not careful, you will only be penetrated by this long sword.

Zhao Wuqian said: "Senior brother, just these four?" ”

He Saizi pointed at the sword and said: "If your skills have not recovered, use these four, if you can't resist you, I will make "fish intestines" again." ”

Zhao Wuqian said: "Then don't blame me for being rude!" ”