As soon as Chen Ping'an's words fell. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The two of them, the eldest brother and the judge, were horrified to find that they couldn't lift up a little strength from top to bottom, and then fell to the ground one after another. Brother Xia said bitterly: "It seems that it is those medicinal powders from Fang Cai, I didn't expect you to be young, but people are so clever." Chen Ping'an smiled: "Yes, it's those medicinal powders from Fang Cai." How about it, my 'rotten yuan powder' tastes pretty good!"

In fact, there is no such thing as rotten Yuan San, it is all Chen Ping'an who bluffed the two people in front of him, this is just the anesthetic he got in Qinghe Village before. Previously, when Chen Ping'an was fighting with the Mighty Bone Demon in this group, he sent out bone spears from the side from time to time. And he also had an extra heart, and secretly a mana wrapped in anesthesia flew towards them.

Xia Shao's group only paid attention to dodging the attack of the bone spear, but they didn't expect the medicine powder that followed. Originally, Xia Shao's group were all veterans of the rivers and lakes, and they naturally held their breath when they saw the exploding medicine powder. But Chen Ping'an would make it so easy for them, and every time at this time, he drove the Mighty Bone Demon to attack that person with all his might. Under the oppression of the Mighty Bone Demon, how could anyone hold on, so they fell for Chen Ping'an's means.

If it weren't for the fact that Xia Shao and this group of people all had martial arts, they would have been knocked to the ground by numbness, and Chen Ping'an would not have to be a prisoner of that step. These anesthetics are a unique formula in southern Xinjiang, and the amount used by Chen Ping'an is enough to numb more than a dozen black blind men with abundant qi and blood.

Looking at the ugly faces of the two young men, Chen Ping'an snickered in his heart. On the surface, he said matter-of-factly: "My rotten yuan is scattered, it is my master when I go down the mountain." He was worried about my safety and gave me a special way to defend myself. After being hit by it, you will be weak at first, just like you, and then it will slowly corrupt your flesh and blood. Oh, yes, in the end, just like your hapless fourth brother. ”

Although Chen Ping'an didn't know what the art of war was, he had seen a lot of big dramas in Qingniu Town before, so he naturally knew the truth of attacking the heart. So he continued to speak: "Your unlucky fourth brother is probably dying, and I didn't expect that my good brother would actually attack him. Tut-tut, that miserable cry, even I, an outsider, can't bear to hear it, and you, the big brother, can do it. ”

When the young brother heard this, he said: "If it weren't for your stubborn little thief, I wouldn't have made this decision." Chen Ping'an said angrily: "You are so shameless, obviously you are the first to sneak attack me." It's nonsense to say that I'm stubborn. ”

After speaking, Chen Ping'an no longer paid attention to the curses of the two of them, and recovered his mana. Seeing that Chen Ping'an no longer paid attention to him, the two simply stopped cursing, lying on the ground with their eyes closed, not knowing what the hell they were thinking.

After more than half an hour, Chen Ping'an recovered some of his mana. Getting up to break free of the restraints on his body, Chen Ping'an moved his body and kicked the young man lying on the ground with his foot: "It's time to send you two to see your brothers." ”

The two of them seemed to want to say something, but Chen Ping'an didn't give them a chance. He squatted down and slapped each of them on the hearts of the two young men, and the dark luck mana shattered their hearts. Seeing that the two of them were dead, Chen Ping'an's heart was blocked for a while. Because he doesn't know if there will be a day when someone will face his corpse like his current self.

These young men attacked themselves for their own qi training mantras, but they were killed by themselves. In the future, will you calculate others because of any treasure, or be calculated by others? Chen Ping'an himself didn't know the answer. Shaking his head and eliminating the distractions in his mind, Chen Ping'an began to clean up the battlefield.

dug a big pit, and Chen Ping'an buried all the Xia Shao and the gang. After doing all this, he leaned against the tree and gasped, this was the first time he had killed someone. Although those people took the initiative to sneak up on him, there was nothing wrong with killing them.

After relieving himself, Chen Ping'an dragged his somewhat tired body and continued on the road. This place may turn around at some point, and the family doesn't want to cause some unnecessary trouble, so it's better to leave early.

In an abandoned cave, Chen Ping'an was sitting on the ground with a bear skin and cleaning up the loot this time. After picking and choosing, Chen Ping'an didn't find anything good. After all, it's just a bunch of people in the rivers and lakes, so what good things will there be.

Most of them are gold leaves, jade and the like. There are also a few medicinal herbs that they found in southern Xinjiang, but Chen Ping'an doesn't understand these at all, so they all put them into the storage bag. Chen Ping'an finally picked up a statue with a strong barbarian atmosphere, presumably this was the treasure that these heroes stole from that barbarian village.

After a cursory look at the statue in his hand, Chen Ping'an didn't find anything strange. It was about the size of an adult's head, and the statue depicted a barbarian man with strained muscles and knots, his hands held high as if he were carrying some heavy object.

Chen Ping'an checked the statue in his hand inch by inch, and finally found a clue. But he didn't bother to crack any mechanism, so Chen Ping'an took out the jasper mandarin duck knife and scraped it layer by layer on the statue. If the barbarians saw Chen Ping'an's actions at this time, I am afraid that they would even eat his heart.

Although the materials used for this statue are not bad, the mandarin duck knife in Chen Ping'an's hand is not an ordinary product, this is a treasure knife that has been passed down by the young master of the mandarin duck knife man for many years. It didn't take long for Chen Ping'an to find a gold page and a silk book from the remains of the statue.

After reading the words recorded in the silk book, Chen Ping'an breathed a long sigh of relief.

This gold page was originally from an ancestor of the barbarian village who traveled in the Central Plains, and after getting this gold page, he immediately returned to southern Xinjiang. According to his own understanding of the mantra on the golden page, the ancestor of the barbarian village also practiced his skills, and the barbarian village where he was located also developed quite well.

In the next few years, he continued to realize a lot of benefits from the golden page, and he also had the exercises inherited by the barbarian village later. Later, when confronted with a monk who intended to take all the people in his barbarian village to refine evil magic weapons, he relied on the methods learned from the golden pages to kill the invading monk.

But because of his serious injuries, he knew that his life would be short. He hid the golden page in his statue and gave it to the leader of the barbarian village. Solemnly told him that if there is a person who is amazing and brilliant in the next generation, he will give this statue to him. But time is always the worst enemy of all things, and it has been passed down to the present day. This statue of him has long become an enshrinement in the barbarian village in order to commemorate him.

Can't wait to pick up the golden page, Chen Ping'an studied it carefully. There were not many words recorded on the golden page, and after a while, Chen Ping'an's eyes were full of excitement.

This golden page records the training method of a Taoist soldier, so Chen Ping'an can't help but be excited. He was not a novice who had just embarked on the path of cultivation before, and when he followed Ma Changsheng and Yuan Yi, he knew a lot of things about cultivation from their conversations.

Chen Ping'an pondered: "This method of war was envied by Master Ma and Master Yuan at the beginning. Yan Dao, those Daoist sects don't know how many Dao soldiers they raise, and when their disciples go down the mountain to practice, they will give a Dao soldier. How many disciples from the left side of the sect and people from small sects have been defeated by disciples who are not as good as their cultivators, relying on the power of this soldier. ”

But after a while, Chen Ping'an felt a little frustrated, threw aside the golden page in his hand, and sighed mournfully: "The 'Anti-Ding Lux' recorded on it, where can I find the right person to cultivate." And all the medicinal herbs and ores mentioned above are all minerals that I haven't heard of. With that, he lay on the ground weakly.

The method of Dao soldiers that took the boss's effort to obtain could not be used, no wonder Chen Ping'an would be like this. At this time, he suddenly remembered his own strong bone demon, if he didn't have it, it would be difficult to get to Maiguan this time!

Quickly took out the white bone banner from his arms, Chen Ping'an put his divine thoughts into the banner and checked the strong bone demon well. At this time, the Mighty Bone Demon looked much better, and after being nourished by the white bone banner, it had also recovered a lot. But Chen Ping'an found that the white bone banner did not have the warm feeling of white jade before, so he hurriedly took out the scriptures of the white bone path from the bag. After some searching, I finally found the crux of the problem.

It turned out that after the Hercules Demon was traumatized, he returned to the white bone banner. At this time, it will absorb the white bone shasa stored in the white bone banner to restore itself, and to replenish the white bone shady for this white bone flag, it has to rely on the bones and yin qi of some fierce beasts.

After understanding the situation, Chen Ping'an was relieved. This white bone banner is his biggest reliance at present, if something goes wrong with it, then his family will not have a good time in the future. After all, this Mai view is not a good hall, and the senior brothers in the view are not good characters.

Packing up his mood, Chen Ping'an put the golden page close to him. Although this thing is not used at home now, it can be of great use in the future, and it must not be sloppy. After still arranging a trap, after summoning the strong bone demon to move the boulder to block the entrance to the cave, Chen Ping'an fell asleep. The battle during the day consumed a lot of his energy.

This night, Chen Ping'an slept peacefully, and there were no blind poisonous insects and beasts to trouble him. After finishing the morning class, Chen Ping'an continued to rush in the direction of Wenxiu Mountain according to the route that had been planned.

Along the way, Chen Ping'an never encountered any major trouble. Occasionally, when he encountered dangerous terrain, he still relied on the strong bone demon to bring him out. Of course, he didn't pull down his cultivation on the way, and through what happened on this descent, he became more and more aware of the shortcomings of his own cultivation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to rely on the three indiscriminate methods in the storyteller's book to defeat the young man. If your own cultivation is enough, the power of the Mighty Bone Demon can also be even stronger, and the spells that you can use will not be only a little.

After more than ten days, Chen Ping'an finally saw the shadow of Wenxiu Mountain. Thinking about Xiaoyuzi and Xiaoquanzi on the mountain, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but speed up his pace.