Volume 2 The world is so big, I want to see it Chapter 63 The Little Monk

"Guess you're a hammer" Xu Qinghui thought with some indignation, with Yu Liang's face, God knows what he wants.

Xu Qinghui smiled a little wryly and said, "I guess you plan to give me away for free." ”

Yu Liang rolled his eyes and said, "You look like someone like you are so shameless, and you think it's quite beautiful." ”

Yu Liang paused slightly and said: "Don't worry, I have always treated people with integrity in this business, and I don't want much, your family has a big business, just prepare more rune paper materials for me." As for the rest, I want to tell you. ”

Xu Qinghui asked with some hesitation: "The rune paper material is easy to say, although the price is expensive, but it should not be a big problem." As for the rest, I don't dare to say yes casually, who knows what kind of moth you're going to make. ”

Yu Liang shook his head and said, "Don't worry, it must be within your ability and it's not a hurtful thing." ”

Xu Qinghui thought for a while and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll believe you once, and I'll ask someone to buy some for you and send them over when the materials come back." When will that exercise teach me?"

Yu Liang's face was a little smiling and said: "I can teach you at any time, but when you temper the sword intent in this "Sword Body Decision", you will also use the sword intent to refine the physical body at the same time, and it may be a little painful, so I don't know if you can resist it." ”

Xu Qinghui patted his chest and said, "Isn't it just painful, what's so terrible about me?"

Yu Liang's face was solemn and said, "Then you take it and relax your mind." As he spoke, he pointed at Xu Qinghui's forehead, which was the Lingxi Finger.

The moment Xu Qinghui was hit, he froze in place and fell into his own internal scene, only to feel that the cultivation methods and perceptions of "Sword Body Battle" all appeared in his mind with a stream of heat, but as soon as he felt it, he felt extremely painful all over his body, and his body began to twitch unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Qinghui only felt a little numb from the pain, and finally got out of the inner scene, his face was miserable, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his eyes were a little hollow.

After a long time, Xu Qinghui finally came back to his senses, and wanted to say something but was weak, so he could only grit his teeth and tremble a little and stretched out a hand to grab Yu Liang.

Yu Liang flashed lightly and said with some teasingness: "Aren't you pure masters? ”

Xu Qinghui finally couldn't support it, sat on the ground with his ass, and kicked a few breaths before he spoke, but his voice was hoarse and obviously tortured, "Do you call it a little painful? I feel that the flesh of my body has been cut off a layer, and the bones have been crushed, where can people stand it." ”

Yu Liang smiled and nodded: "If you suffer hardship, you can become a master." You have also felt this method, the dual method of refining the sword intent and the physical body, but it is absolutely rare, isn't it afraid of pain and dare not practice?" Thinking of the dark days of suffering alone, Yu Liang couldn't help but shudder.

Xu Qinghui closed his eyes and sensed slightly, and he knew that this "Sword Body Battle" was definitely an extremely rare and superior cultivation method, and just a slight understanding felt that his sword intent had improved a little, "It's just too torturous" Xu Qinghui thought to himself, but gritted his teeth and said: "Practice, you must practice." As he spoke, he glared at Gu Qing, who looked funny next to him, and said, "When my sword intent is complete, I have to hit your face with a blue nose and swollen face." ”

Gu Qing "cut" disdainfully, and was about to taunt Xu Qinghui a few more words, when suddenly his heart moved, and he turned around and looked at the gate of the courtyard in some surprise.

Wu Yong, dressed in a white Confucian shirt, appeared in front of the door with two jars of wine and under the guidance of the servants.

Gu Qing muttered in a low voice, "Why did you find it?"

Wu Yong just nodded at him slightly, and looked at Xu Qinghui who was sitting on the ground trembling in some surprise, and said what was wrong, but he walked straight to Yu Liang and said something to Yu Liang in a secret voice.

Yu Liang was slightly stunned when he heard this, frowned, looked up at Wu Yong seriously, noticed Wu Yong's somewhat serious expression, and nodded slightly, saying that maybe Wu Yong knew something.

Wu Yong received Yu Liang's affirmative answer, a little relieved but a little stunned, opened his mouth but reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Then I'll live here." As he spoke, he turned his head and looked around, and finally sat down on the ground, next to Xu Qinghui, handed him a jar of wine, raised his chin slightly, and took a selfie and raised his head to drink.

Xu Qinghui was stunned as a result of the wine jar, and said in his heart What is this, but he was feeling a lot of pain all over his body, and after thinking about it, he also raised his neck and took a big sip of "coo-dong", and waited until a big sip of wine was down, and felt the heat flowing up from the stomach, and finally slightly relieved the pain, and then frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yong drank the whole jar of wine with a "goo dong goo dong" before he let out a long breath and grinned: "Happy!"

The corners of Xu Qinghui's mouth twitched, and he said that he was happy to be happy, how could he look like a dead person, but when he saw Wu throwing away the empty wine jar with a handful, he seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "What's the drop, little brother, this is to fight with me for the amount of wine, not for me to blow, I almost grew up in the wine jar, and if you want to drink with me, I'm afraid you won't be able to make ten of you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and a row of unopened wine jars appeared beside him.

Yu Liang's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart that he didn't see that this kid actually took advantage of the storage magic weapon, which deserved to be a rich family.

Wu didn't talk nonsense, seeing a row of wine jars, he directly picked up one and slapped it away, and then raised his head and drank it again.

Seeing this, Xu Qinghui hurriedly picked up one and drank it to "Gu Dong Gu Dong".

The two drank in silence for a long time, most of the row of wine jars had been drunk, Xu Qinghui was already a little confused, his face was red, but Wu Yong's expression was as usual, and he couldn't see anything unusual, as if he had just drunk water, and even had the leisure to look around, and finally his eyes fell on the row of wine jars.

Xu Qinghui said in his heart that he lost to Gu Qing in today's fight, and he could still fight for this stuffy gourd, so he waved his hand fiercely, took out a row of wine jars again, and said with his tongue wide: "Drink, drink it all, I don't believe that I can't drink you?"

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At this time, at the gate of Luoyang City, a little monk with clear eyebrows mixed in the crowd, and finally survived the long queue to enter the city cave, and couldn't help frowning and sighing with relief: "I always feel that the napping old soldier is quietly staring at me, this Luoyang City is really ......."

The city cave finally came to an end, and the little monk finally felt the prosperity of Luoyang City, and couldn't help but sigh with a slight light in his eyes: "It's lively!"

I just thought about the explanations and expectant eyes of the senior brothers when I was leaving, and I thought a little helplessly, "I don't know where that Mr. Xiaoyu lives." "Scratching his head in some distress," the third senior brother wanted to come to him to argue, but was broken by the annoying scholar halfway through. The second senior brother heard about this and thought that maybe there was some misunderstanding, so he raised the Zen stick and wanted to enlighten himself, but he met the top of the kendo halfway, and the guy who ate was split into two pieces, and the beaten nose and swollen face came back, no matter how you think about it, it is really a bit of bad luck. ”

"Amitabha, Buddha bless, my little junior brother is not good, it is really the senior brothers who forcibly threw the pot to me, this time I came to have a friendly exchange, but don't let me encounter any accidents. ”

The little monk muttered a few words as he walked forward, and was dazzled by the prosperous scene of Luoyang City, only to feel that it was very lively, completely different from the light scene in his own house, and couldn't help but look around curiously. Suddenly, a fragrant wind wafted by, and a piece of powder-white cloth with a fragrance fell on the top of the little monk's bare head, and the little monk reached out and took it off in surprise, thinking a little strangely, what is this shape for? Thinking about it, he sniffed violently.

"Giggles, oops, this little monk is really not ashamed, how can he grab my corset and sniff it, it smells good, come up, my sister let you smell enough." The "pearl" who leaned lightly on the Zhu Column smiled and trembled, her already round body rippled slightly like water, and the majestic ravines on her chest jumped around with her restless body.

The little monk looked up in confusion, and was immediately stunned by this piece of white flowers, and finally came back to his senses after a while, only to feel that the blood was surging, his nose was slightly hot, and his face became red, and he suddenly realized what he was holding in his hand, and hurriedly shouted "oops" and threw the cloth back, but he still felt that there was still a trace of fragrance left in his nose, and quickly recited a few more words, "Amitabha, sin, sin." "Hurry up and leave. But I heard that the person behind me was still laughing and said: "Little monk, don't run, it just so happens that my sister is free, why don't you let my sister give you well." Although the little monk didn't know what she meant, he quickened his pace again and simply ran away.

When he finally ran away, he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help wiping his head in fear and muttering: "This is also terrible, I feel like I am going to be eaten if I am not careful." Xu was tired of running, and suddenly there was a "gurgling" sound in his stomach. So he said with a bitter face: "Hey, the senior brothers are really picky, just a little bit of entanglement has long been used up, I am the time to grow my body, how can I starve?"

The little monk finally stopped in front of a small square building, there were four words "Taiping Inn" on the door plaque, the little monk swallowed his saliva, looked at it slightly, and finally stopped at a rich middle-aged man with a simple face.

So he approached slightly, put his palms together and said with a smile:

"Donor, you have a relationship with my Buddha. ”