Chapter 392: Rouyun Divides Strength
Auntie's fierce face quickly enlarged in front of Bei Mingxiu's eyes, and her broad hand that seemed to be able to slap someone into the ground was about to touch his cheek.
Bei Mingxiu jumped out of Qiu's Mansion with a cloud walk, and his reaction was already extremely fast, but the aunt was still so abrupt but naturally blocked his way, and planned to interrupt the road directly.
This can only be one case.
This aunt, who still has vegetable leaves on her hands, is a cultivator with a high level of cultivation, no matter how high her cultivation is, she is higher than him anyway.
Between the lightning and the fire, the Northern Meditation Cultivator had already crossed countless considerations in his heart.
The aunt in front of her should be a cook working in the kitchen of Qiu Mansion, but this middle-aged cook's cultivation is too high.
After all, this is Zhongzhou City, and it is normal for some strong cultivators to hide their identities.
If it is usual, he is not necessarily weaker than the aunt in front of him, but now he is an uninvited guest who sneaked into the Qiu Mansion, and he is not an upright visit, if his identity is discovered by the aunt in front of him, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles.
There are two easiest ways to recognize Northern Meditation. The first is to look at his face that is unforgettable after seeing it once, and the second is to see the long-famous Stygian Sword on his back.
Bei Ming Xiu has always been a very cautious person, before deciding to sneak into Qiu Mansion, he had already used an ice skin mask to cover his face tightly, and the Cold Shadow Sword was also tightly protected by him, if he didn't open the heavy package on the Cold Shadow Sword, no one would know that it was the Cold Shadow Sword.
Now he really looks like a thief with stolen goods on his back and fleeing in a panic.
Northern Meditation Cultivation already understands that even if he runs Yunyoubu to the extreme, he may not be able to get rid of this aunt, and if he wants to retreat with his whole body, he can only fight.
It's just that since you want to fight, how to fight?
As everyone knows, Zhou Han, the third disciple of Wu'an Sword Peak, not only cultivates the Canglang Sword Technique of Wu'an Sword Peak, but also has the taste of other sects such as Xuefeng Sword Sect and Canglang Gate in his sword moves, and he also cultivates an ice attribute technique, and it seems that there is also a secret method that greatly improves his cultivation for a short time.
He has too many characteristics, this aunt is from Qiu Mansion, she must have a certain understanding of him, and it is difficult for him to get out of the situation without hiding his identity.
It's hard, it doesn't mean it's impossible.
The Northern Immortal Cultivator took a light breath, and the spiritual power accumulated by the Heavenly Dao for five days quickly traveled through the meridians around his body.
At the same time, his feet touched the ground, and at the moment when his feet were on the ground, the spiritual power of Bei Mingxiu's hands surged, and he grabbed the big hand that was only a stone's throw away from him.
I only heard a sound of Kerala, and the ground under the feet of the Northern Meditation Cultivator had been shattered, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator himself seemed to be vigorously promoted, flying out diagonally to the left, and the aunt unconsciously leaned to the right, and her fierce expression was mixed with a burst of astonishment.
She has been cooking in Qiu Mansion for four years, and she has cultivated more than ten times more than that, and in her opinion, it should not be a problem to suppress this villain who sneaked into Qiu Mansion on the spot with one palm.
The current situation has been beyond her expectations.
In the Qiu Mansion, everyone has a consensus.
As long as she makes a move, no one can escape.
Because she is the only owner of Qiu's kitchen, and because of the prestige she once had.
Now the old man in the cultivation world, if he hears Murong Gillian's name, maybe he will still have in his mind that young woman who is fierce and abnormal, and who is not as strong as a woman.
Murong Gillian became famous thirty years ago, but her fierce reputation spread from her girlhood to her middle-aged womanhood, and it never failed for more than 20 years, until one day she suddenly disappeared, and her murderous reputation gradually dispersed.
Back then, she was extremely strong and made countless enemies in the cultivation world, even if she was pretty in appearance, no one dared to go on a blind date with her.
And what she relies on has always been her own steel and iron bones.
As a woman, she had already exercised her physical strength to an unbelievable level, and after she advanced to the eighth order at the age of thirty-seven, even an eighth-order martial arts cultivator who specialized in body forging could not be harder than her.
So she wanted to beat and kill people, but she always hit it with one palm, and this palm was like a mountain tumbling, and few people could resist it.
Although she is now doing some ordinary work in the kitchen of Qiu Mansion, her own cultivation has never been left behind, but just now, she failed to suppress the Northern Meditation Cultivation on the spot, but was swept away by a soft force.
It's not that no one has tried to deal with her with the method of overcoming the rigid with the soft, but their softness is not as deep as her rigidity, and the so-called overcoming the rigid with the soft has only become the reason why they die faster.
She was very sure that the guy who had made the previous move against her was only in the seventh order, and although the cultivation was indeed stable, it was far from enough to catch her palm, not to mention forcibly leading her fall in the direction of her fall with her soft strength.
Murong Gillian couldn't believe this fact that had happened, and she lost her mind for a moment.
It was at this moment that the Northern Meditation Cultivator had disappeared in front of her eyes.
Murong Ajiao was silent for a moment, stomped her foot angrily, turned around and jumped back into the Qiu Mansion.
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The Northern Meditation Cloud Wanderer was in full operation, and soon after that, he was in the Xicheng District of Zhongzhou City.
This escape was the most embarrassing escape in his life.
Sitting in a secluded corner to rest for a moment, he looked at his right hand and smiled wryly.
Murong Gillian's palm that fell from the sky was too powerful, and he was really difficult to resist.
The one he used to fight against was the Flowing Cloud Hand.
He rarely used the Liuyun hand to fight the enemy, but he didn't let go of the practice of the Liuyun hand, and the collision just now was a test of his Liuyun hand.
What he used was the winding cloud style and scattered cloud style in the hands of Liuyun.
The style in Liuyun's hand is not a move, but a skill for Liuyun's hand.
Under the cloud wrapping style, the hands are like flowing clouds, specifically restricting the enemy's moves, and the scattered cloud style can collapse and gather the flowing clouds, which is the so-called one shot and two scattering.
The Northern Meditation Cultivator used the cloud-winding style to restrain Murong Ajiao's falling iron palm, and then used the scattered cloud style to pop it out in two opposite directions with his own strength.
This time, his use of Liuyun's hand was extremely ingenious, and it could be called the best one he used, but the difference in strength between the two sides was still too big, even if he quietly used a small part of the fallen yuan, he couldn't compete with Murong Gillian.
Forcibly fought against Murong Gillian, and the bone of his right hand was completely shattered.
The Northern Immortal Cultivator frowned slightly, forcibly put his broken bones back into place with Heavenly Humanity, and then solidified them with the cold qi of the Northern Darkness.
It was the fastest treatment he could think of, at least so that no one could see that his right hand was injured.
The process was undoubtedly painful and long, and by the time the Northern Meditation had finished its treatment, the sun had already set.
Despite the pain, he was satisfied with the results of the treatment.
His right hand still looks normal, but it hurts a little bit, and he doesn't know how long it will take to recuperate until he recovers completely.
Bei Ming Xiu smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Zhongzhou City, as a holy place in the hearts of cultivators, is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and he is still too confident in his concealment ability.
At the end of the day, he really wanted to confirm the thought in his mind that he could never take back, and as long as the thought remained, he could no longer be as calm as he usually was. In his opinion, maybe the aunt caught the aura that he inadvertently emitted when he was about to approach the mystery, so he made a sudden move.
Qiu Mansion will definitely not be able to sneak in again. This time he was able to get out of the whole body, which is already the greatest luck.
Bei Ming Cultivator thought about it, and quickly disappeared into the streets and alleys.
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When he returned to his residence, the first thing he did was to change his body, so that he could really relax after that.
He didn't know what kind of powerful existence he was facing today, let alone that he had accomplished many feats that were difficult for his predecessors to do, he only knew Qiu Huayu's identity, and he had to confirm it clearly.
It's just that now, I guess I have to heal the wound on my hand first.
In order to prevent others from seeing the clues, the Northern Meditation Cultivator deliberately covered his hands tightly, anyway, it was cold, and the cultivators could reduce the consumption of spiritual power by wearing a little warmer, and no one could see the difference.
His self-confidence lasted until the next day, when he walked into the Yu Mansion again and saw Yu Luoxia.
When Yu Luoxia saw him, her first sentence was very straightforward.
"What's wrong with your hand?"