Fuzhou is full of secret agents of various sects, and the ancestral house of the Lin family is not a place to stay for a long time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Chen Zheng memorized the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, silently recalled the content of the secret art of interception, deduced this secret technique from beginning to end, and after confirming that it was correct, he bit off his index finger, drew a series of curves on the robe, and branded the runes with his own essence and blood.

Unlike martial arts, the secret art of interception and transportation does not have a direct effect, just like farming, you must first plant the seeds, and wait until one day the seeds are transported and flowered, and then the fruits can be harvested.

It was the first time for Chen Zheng to use this strange art, and he used the robe that recorded the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits as a medium, and used his own essence and blood as an introduction to draw runes. The essence blood seeped into the robe, and through the mysterious effect of the runes, the essence and spirit contained in the essence blood were condensed into a wisp of qi, forming a mysterious connection with the sword technique of warding off evil spirits.

The evil sword spectrum gathers the luck of the laughing world, which is an important lead for the plot of the laughing proud world. As long as someone cultivates the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, they will trigger the qi in the underworld, and the seed of interception will sneak into the body.

The person who cultivates the sword technique of warding off evil spirits is completely integrated with the Yun Species, which is equivalent to forming a cause and effect with Chen Zheng. Chen Zheng is the person of the cause, and the other party is the person of the result. As long as these people who were planted and transported seeds were killed by Chen Zheng, their luck would be transferred to Chen Zheng.

The so-called interception and transportation secret technique, with a visual metaphor: it is to treat the other party as a piece of farmland, plant and cut seeds, cut seeds to take root, sprout, flower, bear fruit, and finally the fruit is harvested.

Lin Pingzhi at the beginning, and now the robe that records the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits are all Chen Zheng's medium, which is equivalent to the farming tools of a farmer who farms the land.

When the farmland is depleted, it becomes a wasteland. And the person who is robbed of his luck by Chen Zheng will become a wasted person, or even a dead person.

Therefore, this magic is extremely harmful to the heavens, and the person who uses it will be sent by heaven. Yuyang Houfu was destroyed, that is, it was sent by heaven.

However, the way of heaven leaves a glimmer of life, and it can be transferred to heaven by borrowing the technique of Li Dai Taojiang. Yuyang Houzu transferred the heavenly dispatch to the national fortune of the Great Departure Dynasty, and blocked the arrival of the heavenly dispatch with the national fortune of the Imperial Dynasty.

Chen Zheng's methods are even more sophisticated, using the technique of exchanging a tanuki for a prince, using the robe and Lin Pingzhi as tools to act as a medium for the connection between himself and the truncated species. In the future, the seeds are cut and flowered, and the fruits are harvested, and the cause and effect can only come to him after Lin Pingzhi and the robe. There is such a layer in the middle, which is equivalent to removing one layer from the heavens.

In fact, there is a more clever way, which is to find someone to rob on your behalf. It's just that Chen Zheng didn't fully understand the secret technique of interception, and now he can't use it. (Off topic: In fact, the author hasn't designed it yet!)

Planting the seed of interception, Chen Zheng had a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, refolded the robe, put it back in place, restored the tiles to their original state, blew out the candles, and quietly left the ancestral house of the Lin family.

"The seed of interception has been planted, as long as someone gets the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, after his cultivation is successful, I can harvest the fruit. ”

Chen Zheng took one last look at the Lin family's ancestral house and returned directly to the Tongfu Hotel. As soon as he walked out of Xiangyang Alley, suddenly a sound of clothes breaking through the air came into his ears, and the blood in Chen Zheng's eyes flashed, and he saw a black shadow flying away quickly.

"What a clever light body kung fu!"

Chen Zheng exclaimed, his body was like a ghost, and the ghost disappeared without a trace, instantly blending into the night, secretly and quietly chasing the black shadow in front of him.

The black shadow is very good, and his toes are lightly touching the roof, and with the help of his strength, he is more than ten meters away. Chen Zheng was behind this person, watching him climb over the city wall, his footsteps paused slightly, climbed to the city wall, and watched the black shadow disappear condescendingly.

"Who will sneak out of the city in the middle of the night?"

The identity of this person was unknown, Chen Zheng was not ready to take risks, and was about to return to the inn, when suddenly another black shadow turned over the city wall and chased directly after the man in black in front.

"Hey......" Chen Zheng exclaimed, something had happened, his curiosity was great, his figure shook slightly, he jumped off the city wall, and quietly followed behind the black shadow.

After more than twenty miles of slackening, there were woods, and black shadows rushed directly into the forest.

Chen Zheng followed to the front of the woods and suddenly stopped. His face changed slightly, and he felt the sound of deep and shallow breathing in the forest, and there were almost a dozen people lying in ambush in the dark part of the forest.

These people are secretive, but they can't hide Chen Zheng's five senses. His cultivation had reached the middle of the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, his ears and eyes were clear, and the slightest sound could be detected from ten meters away.

After a little hesitation, I heard a shouting voice from the forest: "Who is hiding his head and tail, get out!"

Before the shouts fell, the figures of "swishing ......" rushed out from the depths of the woods, all wearing strong suits and holding broad swords, murderous.

When Chen Zheng heard the sound, he quietly burrowed into the forest, his body was not stained with dust, and he landed on a branch like a flocculent. Hide with the help of a wide canopy and look ahead.

I saw more than a dozen people surrounding a big man in the middle, this man was dressed in a gray cloth monk's robe, with six ring scars on his head, and a ring knife in his hand. At this time, he was surrounded by a sword, and he secretly reconciled his true qi.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be Master Fang Yuan of Shaolin Temple!"

Chen Zheng suddenly realized that the man in black was actually a monk from Shaolin Temple. Master Fang Zheng is the head of Shaolin Temple, this person's name is Fang Zhen, the same generation as Fang Zheng, he must be a master, no wonder the light skills are so powerful.

Master Fang Yuan was under siege but he didn't panic, although his cultivation was not as good as the head senior brother Fang Zheng, but it was enough to rank in the first-class realm, tonight this kind of scene of being under siege, he had not experienced it once or twice. When he saw the person clearly, his face changed, revealing a solemn expression.

"It turned out to be the Thirteen Taibao of the Songshan faction, Jiuqu Sword Zhongzhen. Zhong Daxia is not staying in the Songshan faction, how did he get to Fuzhou?"

Zhong Zhen sneered and snorted coldly: "Master Fang Yuan is not cultivating in Shaolin Temple, why did he also come to Fuzhou?"

"Amitabha!" Fang Yuan exhaled a Buddha horn, revealing a compassionate color, and sighed slightly: "The poor monk heard that the Demon Sect had infiltrated Fuzhou to find the Lin family's sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, so he had to come in order to avoid the misery of the living souls. ”

Jiuqu Sword Zhong Zhen looked at Fang Yuan with an expression of "You lied to the ghost". The old monk opened his eyes and said nonsense, when he was a fool, I would believe whatever you said?

No matter what Fang Yuan's plans were when he came to Fuzhou, when he was alone today, Zhong Zhen was evil. Shaolin Temple and the Songshan faction are competitors, the two sides fight, and the Songshan faction has always lost more than wins. If Fang Yuan can stay here tonight, he can cut off a piece of the wings of the Shaolin Temple and remove a great enemy for the Songshan faction.

Today's Songshan faction is not as green and yellow as it was more than ten years ago, and under the management of Zuo Lengchan, it is thriving and completely revived. Zuo Leng Chan is a great master, a generation of grandmasters, sorting out the internal swordsmanship of the Songshan School, compiling the 17 Songshan swordsmanship, the momentum is huge, majestic and strict, it is the top swordsmanship of the rivers and lakes.

For example, they have thirteen Taibao, and their martial arts have been refined over the years, and they have reached the first-class realm, which is no worse than the heads of the major factions.

Although Fang Yuan was a first-class master, Zhong Zhen was extremely unconfident in taking him.

"The name of Master Fang Yuan, the head of the left is also very admired, today Zhong is an occasional master, and I hope that the master will give me some advice!" said that he was pointing, but Zhong Zhen's words revealed a murderous aura.