"Yes!"

The messenger immediately turned around and went to the front to deliver the message.

The team stopped, but the two men carrying the chariot did not have the slightest intention of letting go, but stood quietly in place.

The boy's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, making a dull and monotonous tapping sound.

No one dared to speak, and the whole team was horribly quiet.

In fact, there was no need to wait an hour, only a quarter of an hour, and there was a commotion in the distance, and someone shouted from afar.

"I want to see who is so arrogant and actually bullied our Mingyue Valley."

With the words, a group of people fought with open fire and came to the front of the road.

The leader is a middle-aged man, who is not good-looking, but the whole person is full of energy, especially those eyes, which are really as clear and bright as a bright moon.

And when he saw the young man sitting on the chariot, he was stunned at first, and then sneered.

"Is it that Your Excellency sent someone to ask for my medicine icon in Bright Moon Valley?"

At first, the young man looked at the middle-aged man with interest, but soon he lost interest and nodded a little boringly.

"Yes, did you bring something?"

"Hehe, what a joke, I've been in the Mingyue Valley faction for so many years, and I've never seen anyone dare to bully us so arrogantly." The middle-aged man laughed angrily.

The boy raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? So you're not going to pay it? ”

"Of course, Your Excellency didn't even want to reveal your name, surname, and name, and asked me for the Medicine Statue when you opened your mouth, so you can't take our Mingyue Valley too seriously."

The middle-aged man said coldly, but at the same time he was a little nervous in his heart.

Because he found that he couldn't see through the young man on the chariot at all.

Not only that, but he also found that these people who came with this young man actually had good strength, and he couldn't help but be even more apprehensive in his heart.

But even so, he couldn't hand over the Medicine Icon.

Because since the occupation of this medicine holy shrine, this medicine holy statue has become the second fundamental map of Bright Moon Valley.

After these years of development, many disciples have obtained the true inheritance of the Medicine Shrine by virtue of the Medicine Saint Statue, and its importance can be imagined.

And if someone is scared to take the initiative to offer treasure after a few words, then Bright Moon Valley will definitely be discredited, and the thriving situation that has been formed with great difficulty will be completely interrupted.

Therefore, as the valley lord of Bright Moon Valley, he can't show weakness and give in no matter what.

At this moment, after listening to his impassioned words, the boy smiled.

"You ask my name, but who are you?"

"I am the valley master of Bright Moon Valley, Gu Shunde!" The middle-aged man said proudly.

The boy nodded, then sighed again, "It's a pity! ”

"What a pity?" Gu Shunde was a little inexplicable.

"It's a pity that such a good name will be invalid as soon as it appears." The boy said lightly.

Gu Shunde was stunned for a moment, but then he understood what he meant, and couldn't help but be furious.

"Don't pretend to be ghosts, who the hell are you ......."

Before the words fell, the young man signed up directly: "My name is Jing Pingsheng!" ”

"Jingping Saint of the Northern Canglong!"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Shunde, who was still menacing just now, instantly became dumbfounded, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were a little dull.

It looked like a duck grabbed by the neck.

Recently, who doesn't know the news that the Northern Canglong Jingping Saint has broken through the customs.

Maybe some young martial artists don't know much about Jingping Sheng, but Gu Shunde is also the valley master of Mingyue Valley, so he naturally heard about those things back then, and he also knows how terrifying this Jingping Saint is.

He just didn't expect that the person who suddenly came in the middle of the night and kept saying that he wanted to sacrifice the medicine icon was actually the killing god.

But no matter how you look at this Jing Pingsheng, he is only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Could it be that his realm is already high enough to rejuvenate?

Just when he was at a loss, Jing Pingsheng waved his hand with some interest.

"Extinguish, I'm a little tired."

As soon as the words fell, the people behind him rushed out like wolves.

Gu Shunde was shocked, and couldn't help but roar: "Jing Pingsheng, you are so domineering, aren't you afraid of retribution?" ”

"Retribution?" Jing Pingsheng chuckled.

"I am retribution."

At the beginning of the fight, although the strength of the people in Mingyue Valley was also quite good, it was still too inferior compared to the three coalition forces of the Northern Canglong Parting Building and the Barbarian God Sect.

As a result, there were heavy casualties as soon as they came into contact.

That is, Gu Shunde was able to hold on under the combined attack of these three families, and rushed left and right, trying to lead his subordinates to break through.

But at this moment, Jing Pingsheng, who was sitting on the chariot and did not move, suddenly raised his eyes, and then the whole person rushed out and went straight to Gu Shunde.

Gu Shunde also felt the powerful pressure that was almost desperate, but at this time he had no way out, so he could only roar and try to resist.

But in the next moment, a fist directly shattered all his resistance and hit him in the head.

There was a muffled bang.

Not only Gu Shunde's head, but even his upper body turned into blood mist under the huge force of this punch.

And after blasting out this earth-shattering punch, Jing Pingsheng seemed to have done a trivial thing, Shi Shiran returned to the chariot, lay down again, and then yawned.

"Hurry up and clean up, I want to sleep."

As soon as these words came out, his subordinates became even more wolf-like.

On the other hand, on the side of Mingyue Valley, the strength was far inferior to that of the three coalition forces, and now that the valley lord was killed by someone with one punch, his morale was so low that he could imagine it.

Therefore, they were quickly defeated and scattered.

But how could they escape?

In just a moment, the once-prominent Bright Moon Valley was completely wiped out, and even ordinary outer disciples did not escape this catastrophe and were all killed.

Looking at this tragic situation of rivers of blood, Jing Pingsheng was completely unmoved, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

It wasn't until he entered the Medicine Saint Shrine and saw the Medicine Saint Statue that they enshrined that Jing Pingsheng's eyes showed a hint of brilliance.

"What a surprise, can it contain such a majestic wish?"

As he spoke, he flew down and came to the statue of medicine.

The statue is so old that it can be seen that it has been worshipped for a long time, so that the surface of the stone is smoky.

This is the root map of the former Medicine Saint Shrine and the current Bright Moon Valley.

Jing Pingsheng stretched out his hand, his fingertips gently slid over the surface of the medicine saint statue, and finally stopped at the center of the stone statue's eyebrows.

Airplanes.

The medicine icon shook violently, and then the oily surface began to lose its luster rapidly.

This phenomenon goes from the bottom up, and in the end, only the last bit of luster remains at the center of the stone statue's eyebrows.

But Jing Pingsheng refused to even leave this last bit of luster, and his fingers jerked forward.

Fingertips were inserted directly into the stone statue.

Click.

After a crisp sound, dense cracks appeared on the body of this medicine statue that had been passed down for an unknown number of years.

And when Jing Pingsheng pulled out his finger, the statue of the medicine saint shattered and turned into rubble.

Jing Pingsheng's face showed a look of unfinished business, licked his lips, and sighed.

"It tastes good, but unfortunately it's still a little weak."

That's right.

It was just such a moment of hard work, Jing Pingsheng actually directly took the wish power accumulated in the medicine saint statue for an unknown number of years, and took it all for himself.

And this is also the reason why Jingping Shengneng has achieved such a high martial arts achievement at this age.

Jing Pingsheng called it ...... Kill the gods!

"Rest here for the night, and then set off tomorrow and take the ...... Nan Canglong! Jing Pingsheng said lightly.

"Yes!" The people bowed down and went down to clean up.

Jing Pingsheng stood in the main hall of the Medicine Saint Shrine, looking at his shadow stretched by the candlelight, and suddenly chuckled silently.

"Guan Xuejiang, Guo Luming, I haven't seen you for many years, can you still fight?"

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At the same time, in the Canglong Temple, thousands of miles away, Zhao Ya had not yet slept, but was stepping up training and preparations.

With a bang, the crossbow bolts shot out, spanning a distance of hundreds of paces in an instant, and plunging deep into the target.

Then Gui Xuanqing let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and felt that his muscles were sore.

He'd always thought it was so hard to shoot this thing, wasn't it just to aim and pull the trigger.

But it wasn't until he really got started that he realized the difficulty.

If nothing else, just holding a crossbow in his hand and not being able to shake it in the slightest was enough to make him cry bitterly as a martial artist of the Five Realms.

What's more, there were other more boring and boring exercises, so in just one day, Gui Xuanqing didn't dare to have the slightest contempt.

At that moment, torches lit up in the woods.

It turned out that in order to simulate the actual combat environment as much as possible, there was no artificial light in the entire mountain forest, including Gui Xuanqing, all the shooters were shooting purely with natural light.

Then I saw Zhao Ya come out of the woods and come to Gui Xuanqing and the other shooters.

"Overall, the results are a lot better than before, but there are still problems."

Saying that, Zhao Ya threw the two arrow targets on the ground.

"Cao Qing, You Lan, the two of you shot a total of five arrows, but you missed the target three times, this result is considered to be the bottom."

The two young men lying in the grass bowed their heads in shame.

"But the two arrows that were shot were very good, and they basically hit the target, which shows a problem, that is, the stability of the two of you is too poor, so the two of you will continue to practice stability later."

"Yes!"

Then Zhao Ya pointed out the shortcomings of other people, although he didn't say much, but he hit the nail on the head.

And these arrogant young people did not dare to disobey at this time, and they all accepted the criticism with joy and sincerity.

Gui Xuanqing's heart has also been hanging.

Because he knows that Zhao Ya never talks about any affection in this kind of thing, even if he has known him for the longest time, he will still be mercilessly pointed out and criticized if he does not do well.

But it was almost the end, and Zhao Ya didn't mention himself.

Gui Xuanqing couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

At this moment, I saw Zhao Ya pick up a target, "Gui Xuanqing!" ”

"In!" Gui Xuanqing hurriedly responded, feeling a little up and down in his heart, ready to meet criticism.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ya smiled at him.

"It's a good job, not only are all five arrows on target, but the spread is very small, so it can be seen that you have basically started."

Zhao Ya not only did not criticize, but praised him in public very rarely.

This made Gui Xuanqing feel that his whole body was about to float.

"Okay, that's the end of today's training, you each pick up your arrows, and then clean up the crossbow machine and take good care of it."

"Understood!"

These people started to get busy.

Zhao Ya looked at them and couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart.

Just two days ago, these men had no exposure to long-range shooting, but now they were forced to become marksmen, and could enter the brutal battle at any time.

But there's no way around it.

After all, these crossbows captured from those killers in the Parting Building are very precious, and their lethality is even greater.

If you don't use it, it's a big waste.

But it's not without surprises.

For example, Gui Xuanqing.

This heir of the Gui family, who originally worshiped with Zhao Ya and entered the Canglong Temple, has a mediocre talent in martial arts, and he is even more inconspicuous among many disciples.

But after being exposed to shooting, the talent he showed made Zhao Ya also look sideways.

It's not that he hits accurately as soon as he comes up, but because the arrows he shoots are very small in dispersion.

This proves that his movements are very consistent.

Don't underestimate this, because I don't know how many people have been practicing hard for many years and may not be able to reach this level.

It seems that there are really no ordinary people, only people who haven't found a suitable field for them.

Zhao Ya turned around and left the woods and returned to the Canglong Temple.

Canglong Temple is also busy at this time, and many people are busy preparing for the upcoming war.

Zhao Ya returned to his small courtyard, washed up a little, and then sat cross-legged and began to meditate and cultivate.

During this time, although there were many battles, Zhao Ya's cultivation did not fall at all.

His meridians have opened up to the Hand Shaoyin Heart Sutra, and he has refined the three acupuncture points of Jiquan, Qingling, and Shaohai.

The reason why this meridian was chosen is entirely because it requires the fewest acupuncture points and is relatively easy to open up.

Nowadays, every point of strength is crucial, so it is one to be able to open up a meridian.

Moreover, Zhao Ya found that the connection between the Star Swallowing True Power and the Canglong True Power was now closer.

Although they are not fused together, they are very tacit with each other.

Once one is running, the other will follow.

For example, now break through the hand less yin heart meridian.

Canglong True Power charged forward, and Star Devouring True Power was then refined, and the tacit understanding between the two also greatly accelerated Zhao Ya's pulse opening process.

Soon, the four acupoints of Lingdao, Tongli, Yinxuan, and Shenmen were opened up and refined again, and only the two acupoints of Shaofu and Shaochong were left.

At this time, Zhenli has already shown a trend of decline, and it stands to reason that this is the time to reap the benefits.

But in order to improve his strength, Zhao Ya decided to open up the remaining two acupuncture points today.

So he took a deep breath, and while transferring his qi and blood, he guided his true power towards the Shaofu acupoint with his intention.

After a slight obstacle, the Shaofu Acupoint was easily broken through, but at this time it also came to the real test.

Because the last acupuncture point of each meridian is the most difficult to break through.

Zhao Ya had already prepared for this, so he didn't rush in a hurry, but first used the Canglong True Power to tentatively rush a few times, and suddenly changed to the Star Devouring True Power, and suddenly rushed forward.

Shaochong struggled for a while, and finally broke open.

Zhao Ya was shocked, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The hand is less Yin Heart Sutra, and it is a success.

(End of chapter)