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The reason why the God of Wealth can become the guardian of the Linglong Pagoda is not because he thinks that his martial arts, in fact, although his skills are good, he is not worth mentioning in the pagoda. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The only reason why he can become the guardian of the Linglong Pagoda is Kung Fu, "Fortune and Treasure" is a strange exercise, such as the previous gold ten thousand taels, which can turn into a huge gold ingot to attack the opponent, and the scattered hands at this moment are also unique.

The God of Wealth calls it "money can pass through the gods".

Qian was able to channel his spirits, which naturally had all kinds of strange effects, just like making Han Chuang's heavy sword unable to advance an inch at this moment. No matter how hard Han Chuang tried, he only felt that there was an indescribable power hidden between the opponent's palms, and his heavy sword was like slashing on the water.

At first, it can be broken, but the later it is, the greater the pressure of the water, until the end, it is difficult to move an inch.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, and he tried to dispel it, but the force of the shock in his hand clearly told him that it was true, an unquestionable fact.

He tried to calm himself down, but crazy thoughts were like seeds of sin, and once they took root in his mind, they were difficult to get rid of.

The strength on the sword gradually decreased, and even the sword qi gradually became gentle and drizzling, and the originally sharp sword roar turned into a weak chirp at this moment, as if it told all the helplessness and sorrow in this world.

Despair weaves an overwhelming web over him, wrapping around his body, not giving him any time to react or struggle, everything seems to be calculated, like fate, irrefutable, unchangeable.

Just when Han Chuang was desperate, Nie Qingqing's soft shout suddenly came from his ears: "Brother Han, get out of the way!"

There is no reason, no hesitation, if there is anyone in this world that Han Chuang absolutely believes, it is Nie Qingqing.

She would never harm him, let alone do anything detrimental to his interests, because from a certain point of view, they are one and inseparable.

Han Chuang used the last bit of strength to turn around and dodge, and felt a silver sword qi brush his cheeks, cutting off a few strands of hair on his sideburns.

The hair fell, swirling down in the air, and at the same time it seemed that there was an invisible net, the sword qi was indestructible, but it could only destroy the real thing, what if the power did not have the real thing?

Han Chuang also believed in this theory before, but everything that happened at this moment, Nie Qingqing's release of this wisp of sword qi, subverted all his perceptions of sword qi.

This was a special kind of sword qi, so special that Han Chuang thought that it could easily cut everything.

"Flutter!"

A special voice drilled into his ears, and at this colleague, the pressure on Han Chuang's body suddenly relaxed, and he looked up, and saw that the God of Wealth, who had won the game before, was vomiting blood while retreating backwards, and the gorgeous palace clothes were stained with red blood stains that pierced the eyes, which was shocking.

Han Chuang was still in a daze, still thinking about what caused this, when he heard Nie Qingqing's weak voice coming from behind him: "What are you waiting for?

Han Chuang reacted and stabbed straight with his sword.

Without the restraint of the invisible net, his sword regained its former power, and even after this test, the power of his swordsmanship became more and more immense, more and more incredible.

Straight stabbing with a sword is just the simplest and most basic action, but with a heavy sword, there is a kind of incredible destructive power mixed with it, and the sword body is like a swift black python, sweeping towards the body of the God of Wealth.

At this moment, all fears were thrown away by Han Chuang, and there was only one thought in his mind: to defeat the person in front of him.

The belief is unprecedentedly firm, so firm that he doesn't need any skills at all, and he can't help but think of what the mysterious man said to him when he taught him the beginning of swordsmanship: the so-called swordsmanship, the important thing is not the skill, all the skills are from the heart, the origin of the swordsmanship is in the heart, not in the law, when you can forget all the swordsmanship, from the heart, you can be called a house.

In the past, Han Chuang didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and even regarded it as evidence of the idealistic learning of the ancients, but at this moment, when he encountered a crisis, when he didn't have time to think, when his subtle ability couldn't help him judge the situation, when he wanted to survive, he had to succumb to instinct, he finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.

Whether it is a swordsmanship that advances without retreat, or a swordsmanship that adheres to the document, there is only one thing that is required, and the swordsmanship must be subordinated to the heart, the heart, and the thunderbolt.

This is a sword that is sure to win, without giving the opponent any time and space to react, and it is not necessarily wonderful to the peak, but it makes it impossible to dodge.

The God of Wealth felt as if he was locked up, and it was difficult to move his fingers.

The tremendous force knocked him away, his body whirling in the air, and the feeling of pain returned, just like there were thousands of ants in the intersecting crevices of every bone.

The God of Wealth felt as if his body was falling apart, and for a while, the struggle became the most ridiculous thing.

Oh my God, who did I provoke? Why did I have such a horrible swordsmanship?

He regretted it, but it was too late, even tears could not make it happen again, all the consequences had to be borne by himself, and when his body was knocked away, he clearly understood this.

With a bang, his body slammed into the side wall of the palace he was proud of, and the rubble and smoke blurred his eyes, and vaguely, he saw that the figure that made him extremely frightened was slowly approaching.

It walked slowly, like a creeping heel against the ground, but without the slightest sign of stagnation, and the figure always moved forward at a definite, mysterious pace.

The seeds of fear finally blossomed, and a humble flower blossomed in the bottom of my heart. The God of Wealth shrank into a ball, his eyes full of fear. It's hard to imagine that a person who claims to be a god would have such a shallow and human expression, but the picture of the fact is irrefutable evidence.

Maybe there is still a trace of embarrassment and shame in his heart, but in front of his life, everything is vain. Really, only fate is real.

"Buzz"

The sound of the sword, the God of Wealth felt a cold forehead, and there was a dark heavy sword, pointing at his forehead, which was only a piece of paper away from the heavenly court.

How close is this distance? It probably only takes a shake of the swordsman's hand to kill him, but the swordsman's hand is as steady as Mount Tai, and there is no sign of trembling.

So, the God of Wealth's body trembled, and there was a hint of humility in his voice that even he could not imagine, "No, please, don't kill me. ”

Han Chuang sneered slightly, the sword did not leave half a step, still pointing at the forehead of the God of Wealth, "Give me a reason," he said, his voice as piercing as a thousand years of ice.

At this time, Nie Qingqing also slowly walked to Han Chuang's side, and the unbelievable sword also caused her a lot of damage, the true qi in her body was almost twitched, and the strength of her muscles almost dropped to a low point. She supported her body with swordsmanship, and she struggled to stand, although she swayed, but still standing.

Han Chuang smiled at her, and she smiled, neither of them spoke, and there was no need for vulgar things in language between them.

After about a minute, Han Chuang still ignored the God of Wealth's plea for mercy, but said to Nie Qingqing in a soft voice, "How is it?"

Nie Qingqing smiled and replied, "It's just a loss of strength." ”

Han Chuang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "That's fine, it scared me just now." ”

Nie Qingqing glanced at him and said disdainfully, "You scared me." ”

Han Chuang looked at the God of Wealth with a playful gaze, and said to Nie Qingqing: "He is very powerful. ”

Nie Qingqing smiled: "Of course, I can see it," the same playfulness echoed in his eyes.

"Just a little bit. Han Chuang said, "I won't see you anymore." ”

"But you finally got it. Nie Qingqing said with a smile.

Maybe she didn't fully understand Han Chuang's realm, and she didn't know what it meant for Han Chuang to take this step, but she could clearly feel Han Chuang's change, which was a change from the inside out.

"You know what? You used to be like a sword, and now you are like a sword, the sword used to be ruthless, and the sword now is warm. As Nie Qingqing spoke, she couldn't help but lean her head on Han Chuang's chest, and the soft touch made her feel at ease.

She was very tired, very tired, the sword just now had taken away too much of her spirit, she leaned on Han Chuang's chest and closed her eyes gently.

"Let me rest. ”

Han Chuang smiled and nodded, and soon felt the relaxation of the girl in his arms, like an ordinary woman immersed in a sweet dream, with a light snort.

He turned his head and looked at the God of Wealth deadly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, "Spare you, why?"

The God of Wealth has lost his previous pride, and now he is like a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy: "Please, don't kill me, don't, as long as you don't kill me, I can help you, I can help you up." As if grasping the last straw, he tore open his throat, his voice sharp and dejected.

Han Chuang shook his head and sneered, "Why should I believe you, you have already lied to me once." ”

Han Chuang will not forget the deception that the God of Wealth had deceived him before, this is a person with no credit, and any human social contract is not binding on him.

He has even lost his most basic indignity as a human being, and has been reduced to something like a beast.

The God of Wealth cried bitterly, and the tears that he finally squeezed out merged with the snot, making people feel sick to watch. "No, this time it's true, really, don't dare to deceive adults. ”

Han Chuang looked at him kneeling on the ground, his body trembling, but there was no trace of unbearability in his heart - this was a punishment, a punishment for the person who spoke.

He smiled coldly: "It's still that sentence, why do you believe you." ”

A cold wind blew, swaying the candles in the palace, and the cold snap caused by it made the God of Wealth shiver. Looking at Han Chuang's cold gaze without a trace of emotion, the God of Wealth understood that this man who had been kind to him at the beginning was angry.

Some people seem to be kind, but once they get angry, they can't be alleviated by words, and some people seem to be mild, but once they are ruthless, they will never give up until they achieve their goal.

At this moment, Han Chuang is an angry and angry person, a ruthless and gentle person, and it is simply wishful thinking to calm the anger in his heart with three or two sentences of forgiveness.

The God of Wealth is a smart man, and a smart man knows how to judge the situation, so he did not hesitate to hand over his bargaining chips: "I can hand over my spiritual sense to you." ”

"This is true!" Nie Qingqing, who was originally leaning on Han Chuang's chest, suddenly woke up, with a cold light in his beautiful eyes, staring coldly at the God of Wealth.

If the gaze can kill, the God of Wealth may have been slashed by a thousand knives. Now, even if his body is fine, his spirit has been completely restrained by Nie Qingqing, and he is breathless.

"Don't dare, don't dare to deceive adults. His voice became more and more worried, and even the last bit of lofty gesture disappeared, and now he was like a slaved dog, and all his dignity disappeared with a word of dare.

Han Chuang nodded with satisfaction, "Then give me the spiritual sense now." ”

The so-called handing over spiritual consciousness to others is actually using a special means to separate some spiritual consciousness and hand it over to others.

For a martial artist, spiritual consciousness is tantamount to life, and giving spiritual consciousness to others is equivalent to giving one's own life to others, and ordinary martial artists will not do such a thing even if they die.

But the God of Wealth in front of him did it, and he did it without hesitation almost in order to save his life, which also made Han Chuang recognize his face.

The God of Wealth closed his eyes slightly, and a ball of light floated in the center of his forehead, which seemed to be alive, swaying from side to side around his body.

"Your Excellency. The God of Wealth opened his eyes and looked at the ball of light with a hint of reluctance.

Nie Qingqing knew that although Han Chuang was smart, he lacked due common sense in some things, as if at this moment, the God of Wealth had already taken out the separated spiritual sense, and he only needed him to absorb it, but he didn't reflect it.

Nie Qingqing had to whisper in Han Chuang's ear: "Brother Han, that is the spiritual sense of human beings. ”

Han Chuang looked at this light elf-like ball of light suspiciously, his eyes were full of doubts, and he thought, "This is the human spiritual sense?

Thinking about it, after Nie Qingqing mentioned this, he also knew what to do, and hurriedly released the martial soul and inhaled this light group, for a while, there was a bit of trance in his mind, and then a kind of realization was born.

Han Chuang withdrew the heavy sword, there was no need for this kind of thing at this moment, if the God of Wealth had any abnormal movement, he only needed to move his thoughts, and he could make it disappear.

The God of Wealth also breathed a sigh of relief, although his life was still in the hands of others at the moment, at least there was no threat of the heavy sword, and even the trembling pores were released.

But he still didn't dare to be presumptuous, after all, his life was in the hands of others.

"My lord, I didn't lie to you before, if you want to open the passage on the sixth floor of the pagoda, it will indeed cost me a lot of true qi, so I asked for more gems. Seeing Han Chuang's gaze, the God of Wealth immediately trembled and said, "My lord, this cat's eye gem is also a must, if you want to open the lower layer, the gem is a must." ”

Han Chuang didn't want to say too much to the villain, so he just said coldly: "I don't want to know the process, as long as the result, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes" The God of Wealth nodded hurriedly, reached into his arms and touched for a long time, and finally found a jade-embedded gossip mirror, the mirror was made of mercury, not glass.

Seeing Han Chuang's puzzled gaze, the God of Wealth hurriedly explained: "This is the treasure given to me by the person who chose me to be the guardian, and I only need to integrate three cat's eye gems into it to open the passage." He was holding a gossip mirror, as if waiting for Han Chuang's instructions.

"Let's get started. Han Chuang didn't want to waste time either.

The God of Wealth nodded and threw up the gossip mirror, which did not fall to the ground as expected, but was suspended in mid-air, with a circle of purple light blooming around it.

The God of Wealth closed his eyes slightly, stepped on the seven-star gossip steps, and said something in his mouth. After about two or three minutes, he opened his eyes suddenly, took out three cat's eye gems from his arms, and threw them towards the mirror.

Han Chuang felt strange and thought to himself, "It's okay if you use ordinary soft power, but what you can use is a hidden weapon technique, so that the mirror surface will not be shattered by these gems?"

He knew the hardness of cat's eye gemstones, just like diamonds in his previous life. Unexpectedly, as soon as these three gems touched the mercury mirror, they fell into the water like a stone and fell into it, so that there was a circle of strange ripples.

Han Chuang only felt incredible when he saw it, but Nie Qingqing was quite knowledgeable and said: "This thing is called a hydrological mirror, and it is a commonly used prop for feng shui practitioners. ”

Feng Shui?

Han Chuang frowned slightly, as far as he knew, Nie Qu was the most powerful feng shui master of that era, but the God of Wealth said that this mirror was given by the demons, is there a connection between the two?

He shook his head, pushing the strange thought out of his mind.

The mirror swallowed the cat's eye gem, and suddenly a blue light bloomed, and the light showed a magnifying beam, illuminating the air in the area to vibrate, and after a while, a blue vortex appeared.

The God of Wealth seemed to have been fished out of the water, shouting all over his body, and his eyes looked very tired.

"My lord, this is the path to the sixth layer. ”

Han Chuang had his spiritual sense, and he was not afraid of his tricks, so he just smiled coldly and said, "I don't know much about the sixth layer, do you know what we will encounter from here?"

The God of Wealth bowed his head and said: "Tell the masters, this sixth layer is different from the first five layers, the first five layers of the pagoda are divided into five directions, south, east, west, northwest, and five directions, and each area has a guardian, everyone is clear and abides by their duties, but this sixth layer has only one guardian." ”

"Oh? And that kind of thing. Han Chuang pretended to ask lightly.

He knew in his heart that if only one guardian was needed on the first floor of the pagoda, it meant that the strength of this guardian must be extremely strong and loyal, and then thinking of Nie Qu's saying that his strength was not enough, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

The God of Wealth didn't notice Han Chuang's thoughts, and explained to himself: "Yes, my lord, there is indeed only one guardian in these six layers, and this guardian is he-"

"What's wrong with him?"

The God of Wealth shook his teeth and continued, "This Guardian is different from us. ”

"What's the difference?" Han Chuang asked.

The God of Wealth sighed, his eyes full of helplessness.