Chapter Seventy-Seven: Juxian Tower's Feast
The three-foot earth spirit only felt that his chest was suffocated, and his body was not smooth with qi and blood, and he couldn't stand up for a while. Looking up, he saw Xue Zhenjun walking with the sword, and in an instant, he was fighting with Feitian Kunpeng again.
The two of you and I fought back and forth a few times, and the long sword and the cold moon sword were intertwined again.
Feitian Kunpeng's heart was extremely awkward, this kind of Dao Sect swordsmanship was the most adhesive. Unloading and borrowing force to transform back and forth, so that even if he has a thousand strengths, he can't use it.
Seeing that he couldn't get out, Feitian Kunpeng simply pressed his long sword constantly, and freed his right hand to bend his fingers into a claw towards Xue Zhen's claw.
Xue Zhenjun took advantage of his strength to go around in a circle, avoiding the iron claw, and his backhand was a knife. The two of them exchanged swords, and after a few moves, Xue Zhenjun saw a flaw. Mistakenly grabbed the wrist of the Flying Kunpeng, twisted the opponent's wrist with the upper grappling kung fu, and took advantage of the opponent's unstable body to raise his foot and kick under the knee of the Flying Kunpeng, and then the Cold Moon Sword turned around and lifted it in his hand, and his body was short and he entered the Flying Kunpeng within a foot.
The inverted Cold Moon Sword slashed out a ray of moonlight, hovering over the neck of the Flying Kunpeng in the blink of an eye.
Feitian Kunpeng closed his eyes slightly, then opened them immediately, and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and said, "Dao Chang is very skilled." ”
Xue Zhenjun said: "Xian Kunzhong is a good weapon. ”
The twin swords of the three-foot earth spirit are just that, and the long sword in the hand of this flying Kunpeng is a sword treasure. Entangled with the Cold Moon Sword for so long, the blade is not damaged, and it is extraordinary.
Over there, the three-foot earth spirit thought to himself that he was not an opponent alone, so he simply walked over in a muffled voice. When I glanced back, I was suddenly scared into a cold sweat.
I saw a big crater on the wall, but he didn't feel anything but suffocation in his chest.
The three-foot earth spirit gasped: "Turning strength? Dao Chang Kung Fu feels that my brothers are far behind. ”
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Xue Zhenjun raised the sword.
It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that kung fu is divided into bright energy, dark energy, and chemical energy. It's amazing, but it's just an ordinary power technique.
It is like a servant holding a water and fire stick in the yamen, and the lord in the hall gives an order, which can not only make the skin open and the flesh and blood blurred, but also not hurt the muscles and bones; It can also beat people without damage to their skin and flesh, but their muscles and bones are broken inside.
In this way, can it be said that the official is a master of dark energy and chemical strength? Let the generals go out, but I am afraid that the servants will not be able to defeat the strong men who have never practiced martial arts.
Xue Zhenjun has been in retreat in the back mountain of Wudang for two years, and he and his brothers have fed each other's moves, and this kind of power skills can be mastered after a period of practice, which is not a clever means.
Feitian Kunpeng's face was gloomy, he never expected that the two of them would be able to defeat this Taoist who had just come down the mountain. Even if you are unwilling in your heart, you have to bow your head and admit defeat at the moment.
It glanced at the three-foot spirit, who gritted his teeth and took something out of his coat and offered it with both hands.
"Daoist Xue, the two of us are true to our word. This snow clam was obtained by chance, so it was compensated to Xue Daochang. ”
Xue Zhenjun took the snow clam and started lightly, but when he saw its size of an inch, the whole body was snow-white. This product is produced in the Tianshan Mountains in the Western Regions, and it is counted as an elixir in the Daomen, and there is this snow clam in the Qi Ning Pill kneaded by Master Yuan Deqiong.
In terms of quality, this snow clam in the hand is considered to be superior, and in the eyes of those who know the goods, it is not uncommon to exchange it for two or three thousand taels of silver.
Xue Zhenjun put away the snow clams with a smile, and seeing that the two of them were unwilling, he smiled and said, "It's disrespectful to be poor...... However, it is better to come and not be rude, and it is better to send two good believers and one thing. ”
As he spoke, he took out a remnant of the picture from his bosom and threw it over.
Feitian Kunpeng took the remnant picture, unfolded it and swept his eyes, and suddenly changed color.
"This ...... It's ......"
Xue Zhenjun said: "Poor Dao has its own True Martial Arts Mixed Yuan Gong, this Nine Turns Dan Cheng Tu looks strange, but Poor Dao can't abandon this Sect Exercises, and turn to this unclear future of Lao Shizi Nine Zhuan Dan Cheng Tu, right?"
Poor Taoist cultivators, do not care about all things, I see that the two good believers are fateful, what if they are given away? ”
The two of them were overjoyed, and Feitian Kunpeng was so overjoyed that he couldn't speak. The three-foot earth spirit was articulate and flattering.
"The Taoist is virtuous, but my brothers are far behind. Admire it below! This one...... Dao Chief, I don't know if this picture is the original picture? ”
Xue Zhenjun waited for this sentence, his face was distressed, and he said, "I don't know this." ”
"Huh? How could the Taoist not know? ”
Xue Zhenjun sighed: "It's a poor mistake to say. I got the remnants of the picture that day, and I only felt chicken ribs when I looked at it. Turning around, there are rumors that Poor Dao got this picture, and Poor Dao thought that he would send the original picture out, but I was afraid that it would be right and wrong.
When I returned to Shenjing, I simply took the cloth and made a few fake pictures, and I was ashamed, but I had selfish thoughts that day, thinking about sending the original picture to Senior Brother Wu Zhenchuan. ”
Flying Kunpeng and the Three-Foot Earth Spirit nodded, able to understand Xue Zhenjun's actions.
Xue Zhenjun said again: "Who knew that after working all night, the transcription was dizzy, so he simply took a nap. When I woke up, the fake picture and the original picture were stacked together by the maid at home. Poor Dao has not been able to find out which one is the original map for a day. ”
"Huh?" The two exclaimed, obviously not in disbelief.
Xue Zhenjun took out a few remnants of the picture from his arms, presented them in front of the two and said: "If you don't believe the two of them, they are generally the same, and it is the original picture in the hands of Xian Kunzhong." ”
"This ...... I would like to forgive me, Chief, if you can let me wait for a comparison. ”
Xue Zhenjun magnificently threw away the remnants of the picture: "The two of you are arbitrary, but you can only choose one, and the rest of the poor roads have to answer the follow-up visiting colleagues." ”
The flying Kunpeng and the three-foot earth spirit stopped talking, and squatted down to line up the seven remnant pictures, one eye was bigger than a bull's eye, and the other was focused on becoming a cross-eye.
This scratched his ears and cheeks: "Brother, I think this must be a real picture." You see here, there's a lot of wear and tear, and you must carry it with you. ”
The one said, "No! Since this picture is so precious, it must be cautious when it is carried on the body, and how can it be worn into such a shape? In my opinion, this is the real thing. ”
"Nonsense, where can you be so meticulous in a hurry?"
"Brother Xian, no matter how rushed you are, this treasure map must always be more careful."
The two argued endlessly, the three-foot earth spirit rolled his eyes, and an ugly face was like a chrysanthemum blooming, and he smiled at Xue Zhenjun: "Xue Daochang, I don't know if my brother may take an extra one?" ”
"This ......" Xue Zhenjun groaned, and suddenly came to an idea: "It's okay." But it's a matter of annoying Xian Kunzhong. ”
The three-foot earth spirit was overjoyed: "The Taoist chief said that it is, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the water comes and goes, and he is not a good man if he frowns." ”
Xue Zhenjun said: "This picture is quite chicken in terms of poor roads, and it is easy to get out of it. Poor Dao is expected to have fellow Jianghu people visit these days, but there are only a few copies of this picture, and it is just a matter of getting a high ability, and getting a low ability is only afraid that it will be a blessing or a curse.
Poor Dao just wants to practice with peace of mind, but he really can't bear such pickled things. Why don't you temporarily invite Xian Kunzhong to the house to be a head of the house, and block right and wrong for the poor road. As long as the two of them respond to this matter, the two of them can choose another picture and take it. ”
The two Flying Sky Kunpeng and the Three-Foot Earth Spirit brothers glanced at each other, and said in their hearts that this business could be done. seems to provoke right and wrong, but mixed up in the rivers and lakes, which one does not provoke right and wrong?
became the door god for Xue Zhenjun, and if he couldn't beat it, he would give the picture, and he would not offend anyone; Beaten...... Oh, what if such a fool is offended?
Feitian Kunpeng arched his hand: "The meaning of the Dao Chief, my brothers and I understand, then it is a word." ”
Xue Zhenjun smashed his left palm with his right fist: "Okay!" The two of them are really good men! Poor Dao is happy to see the hunt, and he will definitely have a drink with the two of you today. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the three-story restaurant on the corner: "Please!" Get drunk today! ”
The two of them were thrilled by Xue Zhenjun's cool words, and said loudly: "Dao Chief, please, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!" ”
The three of them laughed loudly and strode towards the Juxian Tower.
Xue Zhenjun did not have any money in his arms, and immediately ordered a good table of noodles on the table, and ordered a few jars of champion yuanhong. Eating and drinking, it was not lively for a while.
They were eating lively, and someone in the Sun Mansion had already reported the matter outside the door in detail. Sun Changyi waved his hand to let his subordinates retreat, and turned his head to look at his daughter Sun Ziyun. I wondered in my heart, why did I suddenly get better again?
Thinking that Xue Zhenjun had never suffered a loss, Sun Changyi said: "Don't tell the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division first." ”
Sun Ziyun said: "How did Erlang get involved with a group of Jianghu characters? How can a good end of the three-grade master in the family be so willing to fall? In front of my brother-in-law in Japan, I will definitely file a complaint. ”
Not to mention the father and daughter who are unhappy in the center of Sun Fu. Over there, the three people in Juxian Building ate happily. The wine was half-drunk, and there was a sudden shouting downstairs.
"Daoist Xue is invited! In Xiazhuang Qiusheng, I don't know if I can take the time to see it? ”
Flying Kunpeng pouted and said, "Five Yin Swordsman Zhuang Qiusheng? Such vain people are also worthy of Xue Daochang? And I can walk ten moves under my hands! ”
After saying that, he arched his hand at Xue Zhenjun, took his two-handed sword and jumped down to the third floor, and then fought with Nazhuang Qiusheng.
After a cup of tea, the flying Kunpeng first went upstairs with a snort, and followed a white-clothed swordsman to turn over and go upstairs.
Feitian Kunpeng covered his shoulders and gritted his teeth and said, "This guy is cheating, and he actually hurt me with flying locust stones." ”
The Five Yin swordsman looked ashamed, and arched his hand: "I'm ashamed, this time I did it under the bottom, and I will put wine to make amends to my brother in the future." ”
The Flying Kunpeng snorted angrily and did not speak. Zhuang Qiusheng bowed to Xue Zhenjun again: "What Brother Yao said before, can Xue Daochang recognize it?" ”
Xue Zhenjun found an empty cup and poured it full of wine, threw it over, and when Zhuang Qiusheng took it, he immediately smiled and said: "Naturally count." and drank a cup of wine with the poor road, and then blocked the evil guest, this picture of good faith can take a share. ”
Zhuang Qiusheng was overjoyed: "The Taoist is long and sharp, and he is respectful of doing it first!" ”
After a glass of water and wine, Xue Zhenjun was about to beckon him to the table, when he heard someone downstairs shouting: "Xue Zhen'er, come down and eat grandpa!" ”
Zhuang Qiusheng consciously accepted Xue Zhenjun's affection, and immediately frowned and scolded: "Which one is fart?" ”
"Grandpa Xing doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, Dao Town Bafang Ke Renbao! Which one is the bullshit upstairs? ”
Zhuang Qiusheng arched his hand: "Wait a while, and then deal with the three of them first!" ”
After that, a head flip will go down, jingle and fight, and a miserable scream will be heard in a moment. Na Ke Renbao was stunned and said, "You...... Who are you? ”
Zhuang Qiusheng said loudly: "Five Yin Swordsman Zhuang Qiusheng! ”
Ke Renbao pulled away and left: "This Grandpa Liangzi has written it down, and you will be good in the future!" ”
"Phew!"
The clothes were hung in the wind, and Zhuang Qiusheng went back to the third floor in the sound of hula, but saw that his face did not change color and his qi did not grow.
Xue Zhenjun immediately praised: "Good faith and good swordsmanship, please take a seat quickly." Today, I met all the heroes of the rivers and lakes, and I am very fortunate to be poor! ”