Next.

In the morning, the sun was still shining, but after noon, the rain suddenly started, and it didn't stop until two or three o'clock.

The weather is getting cooler.

There are more and more pedestrians on the streets of Fucheng, and busyness is always the theme of life.

On an avenue in the east of the city, a man and a woman are holding hands and walking eastward.

Beside them were two tall horses, the height of an adult, with strong limbs and smooth lines, which at first glance were not ordinary breeds.

These horses can be called "treasure horses", and any one of them can be sold for at least 100 gold!

These two people are Wang Cheng and Xu Ya.

Xu Ya stopped, looked at Wang Cheng and said, "Brother Cheng, you want to take me away from the Immeasurable Concept, except for the three levels I mentioned earlier, this last level is that you have to accept the challenge of all the younger generation disciples of the Immeasurable Concept. ”

The immeasurable view has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is not that there are no female disciples who marry outside, and there are true disciples like Xu Ya, but if you want to marry them, you must pass through the immeasurable view and lay down a few levels.

Wang Cheng is also well aware of this, and among the classics collected by the Martial Arts Pavilion there is an anecdote about some disciples of the Immeasurable Concept, so last night he promised that he would personally visit the Immeasurable View before the Lotus Festival.

Of course, Xu Ya doesn't have to go back. But once you do this, you will be tantamount to betraying the immeasurable view. At that time, there will be an elder of the sect who will come to find her in person and abolish her cultivation.

If cultivation is abolished, it is no different from a wasted person. Not only will the body suffer heavy damage, but the life expectancy will also be greatly reduced.

"I know that your senior brother, second senior brother, and third senior brother are all martial arts wizards, so you can't all make a move, right?" Wang Cheng asked.

Xu Ya said: "The second senior brother shouldn't, he is only focused on the fourth senior sister, the senior brother, the third senior brother, the fifth senior brother, and the sixth senior brother, they should be able to make a move." ”

Wang Cheng's heart sank, Xu Ya's senior brothers are all twelve serious Dacheng martial artists, and they have broken through for several years, they are all top masters of the younger generation of rivers and lakes, if they shoot together, he can't bear it.

He quipped: "I didn't expect our Fangfei Fairy to have so many flower messengers, if I tell them that you are my woman, will you be hacked to death by their swords?" ”

"Who's your woman?"

Xu Ya glanced at him angrily, and then said in a solemn tone: "Brother Cheng, if you must go to Wuliang Mountain, you must break through to the Zhou Tian Realm before that." ”

Wang Cheng nodded, he already knew that one of the three levels was called the "Great Wall of Sword Qi", which tested the true qi of the martial artist, and without the true qi, he could only be beaten passively.

"Brother Cheng, can you send me another poem."

Hearing this, Wang Cheng felt a little tired in his heart, you said that you are a science man, what kind of literary master are you pretending to be?

Now it's okay, the character I pretended to be, how can I set it up, and I can't fall down.

He pondered for a long time, and suddenly noticed a pavilion a few miles ahead, and a farewell poem immediately flashed in his mind, so he read:

"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The tent of the capital door has no clue, and the nostalgia is ruined. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going to a thousand miles of smoke and waves, the twilight is Shen Shen Chu Tiankuo.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who to talk to. ”

After Xu Ya heard this, her mind was immersed in Liu Yong's song "Yu Linglin", and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Although there are some places that are not good, I can hear that this is another song that can be sung through the ages."

She looked at Wang Cheng affectionately, how much she wanted to stay here and live with Wang Cheng forever.

"Brother Cheng, let's send it here!"

"Let's go back, I have nothing to do anyway."

The two of them continued on their way all the way to the gazebo, and finally stopped walking.

"Brother Cheng, go back!" Xu Ya said again.

Wang Cheng took Xu Ya into his arms, kissed her on the forehead, looked down at this beautiful face, and suddenly kissed her seductive red lips.

Xu Ya hugged Wang Cheng's waist with her backhand and responded positively.

Finally, after the passers-by said "the world is going down", the two were willing to separate.

Xu Ya blushed, grabbed her fist and hit Wang Cheng in the chest, and said shamefully: "It's all your fault!" ”

"Haha! You don't understand! This is in our place, called "sprinkling dog food", and that single dog! Wang Cheng said with a smile.

Xu Ya stretched out her hand to help Wang Cheng sort out her collar and said in a low voice, "Brother Cheng, I really should go." ”

Although Wang Cheng was very reluctant in his heart, he had to let go at this time, and pretended to be free and easy: "Go!" It's the end of April now, and we'll see each other again in just over three months. It's really uncomfortable, so take out the phone watch and take a look, the charger I've got you a new one, and it won't be easily shaken at this time. ”

Xu Ya nodded, then stood on tiptoe and kissed Wang Cheng on the mouth, turned around and got on the horse, and walked away without looking back.

It wasn't until she walked two miles that she looked back and saw that the figure was still there, tears welled up in her eyes, although she felt uncomfortable, but she was also very happy, she finally found the person who was worth entrusting.

Evening.

The sky cleared, and a huge red sun set on the mountain, and the sunset rendered half of the sky.

Wang Cheng carried two jars of wine in his hand, walked on the alley of Gray Soil Lane, and came to Yang Si's residence.

Yang Si saw Wang Cheng holding wine in his hand, and said strangely: "What's wrong with you?" Did the daughter-in-law run away with someone? ”

"Get out!"

Wang Cheng was so angry that he almost smashed the wine jar on his head, he threw a jar of wine to him, and said, "Drink!" ”

Then he picked up the unsealed jar and poured it into his mouth in large gulps.

It turns out that this is what love tastes like.

When she was there, everything was sweet, even bitter; When she is away, everything is bitter, even if it is sweet.

He wanted to sing a song, or roar, because he couldn't cry like his little daughter.

So, he jumped up from the steps, grabbed the wine jar in his hand, and hit the "Fuhu Fist" starting hand.

Then, he poured a sip of wine into his mouth and sang: "The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars." ”

was shouting in his mouth, but the moves in his hand did not stop, and he turned his hand to "independently climb".

I saw him bend his left leg and raise it at the knee, step on his right side, and bend his left arm at the elbow and raise his palm to his chest.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a thunderclap in the air, and under the outbreak of the Fuhu Fist, Wang Cheng's nearly 10,000 catties of qi and blood power directly broke through the threshold of 10,000 catties of huge strength!

"I can't eat when I stop throwing cups, and I draw my sword and look around."

When this sentence fell, his moves changed again, and he hit the most ruthless move of the Fuhu Fist - the Black Tiger Drilled Heart.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the snow-covered mountains.

Idle fishing on the blue river, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun. ”

Wang Cheng sang and punched at the same time, and with the strength of three points of wine, Fu Hu's punch was hearty.

He had never been in such a state of mind for a moment.

Reluctance, longing, excitement...... Under all these emotions, he burst out with extraordinary strength.

Every move and style is flexible and powerful, as if it has crossed the "right" and come to the level of "skill", that is, the realm of Dacheng.

"It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, it's hard to get there?

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea. ”

After the end of the song "Difficult to Walk", Wang Cheng's actions did not stop there, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and continued to sing:

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

……

Wang Cheng kept punching, and after the first sixty-four styles, he entered the last sixty-four styles.

Compared with the first sixty-four styles, he can only play the last sixty-four styles, but at this moment he is also flexible and free.

In the huge courtyard, Wang Cheng sometimes drinks and sings, sometimes tosses and turns, sometimes fierce as a tiger, sometimes quiet as a sick cat, sometimes as fast as electricity, sometimes as aggressive as fire......

The six golden mastiffs in the courtyard were honestly like milk dogs, all lying on the ground, not daring to stir.

Yang Si sat on the steps under the eaves, staring blankly at Wang Cheng who had almost turned into a shadow in the courtyard, and forgot to drink the wine in his hand.

After a long time, he shook his head and said, "Damn! You can even realize the Tao by drinking wine! ”

After listening under Zhang Xiaosheng for a few months, he was no longer the original martial artist Xiaobai, and naturally saw that Wang Cheng had entered a deep level of enlightenment.

This is a state that countless martial artists can hope to reach, and many martial artists may not be able to touch it for a lifetime.

"Five-flowered horses, daughters and horses, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you."

The end of the poem.

Punch stop.

Wang Cheng stood in place, looking at the empty wine jar in his hand, and those moves were still in his mind.

It took three minutes for him to come to his senses.

At this time, Yang Si walked up to him and said, "Do you know what you were doing just now?" You've enlightened! ”

Wang Cheng nodded, of course he knew that he had just enlightened the Dao, otherwise he would not have been able to practice the Fuhu Fist to the Dacheng realm in one go.

Yes, a few months after getting the Fuhu Fist, he finally practiced the Fuhu Fist to the Dacheng realm.

Late at night.

A breeze blew, and a figure suddenly appeared on the courtyard wall, black clothes and black faces, almost blending into the night.

He did not enter the courtyard immediately, but first threw a few bones with flesh into the courtyard, and quickly swept out of the courtyard.

However, after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear the slightest change in the courtyard.

Could it be that the dogs are on a leash?

With doubts, his figure flashed, and he swept over the courtyard wall and entered the courtyard.

But just as his feet were sticking to the ground, a slender object shot at a rapid pace, almost instantly hitting the center of his eyebrows.

At this moment, his heart stopped beating!

When he saw that it was a chopstick, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then he was afraid for a while.

The other party obviously didn't want to take his life, otherwise he could shoot through his head with this chopstick, not to mention that if he could shoot the chopsticks, he could also replace it with a steel needle or dart.

At that moment, another booklet flew from the black-lit room.

He took the booklet, and at the same time an old voice sounded in his ears: "Give him this!" ”

He nodded, swept into the air, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Inside the house.

Black lights blind fire.

At a table, Wang Cheng and Yang Si sat opposite each other, and there was an oil lamp on the table, but it was not lit.

"Why don't you catch him?" Yang Si was puzzled.

Wang Cheng said: "Why are you arresting him?" Catch him, someone will come again next time. Besides, do you really think this person is so easy to catch? ”

Yang Si's slippery little eyes turned a few times, he probably knew Wang Cheng's strength, and there was basically no opponent among the martial artists.

He blurted out, "Could it be that a martial sect?" Do you see where this person came from? ”

Wang Cheng's expression was complicated, and he secretly said in his heart: He is really worthy of being a thousand-year-old fox, and he can invite him too!

[The emotional description of the protagonist has come to an end, and the following is the last case of the volume of "Ten Years of Zhaowu" - Valley of the Dead! 】