Chapter 117: The Real Master

At this time, the sun was shining in front of the Xuanzheng Palace. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn the sun, the young man in a purple robe, holding a pine-patterned ancient sword, his eyes as clear as a spring, and his bronze face could be faintly seen, and some young people with mixed beards were walking on the bluestone paved road in the inner courtyard of the Xuanzheng Hall with well-proportioned steps.

On the jade steps in front of the Xuanzheng Palace, there were two young men in their thirties, where they were freely peeling lotus pods and eating. If you think that these two people are just sitting at the gate of the palace compound and eating a lotus pod, then you are really wrong!

The lotus pods they ate were all old lotus pods picked last winter, and the lotus seeds peeled out of this old lotus pod are known to the world for their hardness. But these two people can easily pinch it open with just their thumb and forefinger, just like ordinary people can pinch the shell of a flower with their hands!

When I pinched it, I only heard a crisp sound, and the bitter lotus seed revealed its true face, brown and round. So, with a flick of their thumbs, the unshelled lotus seed jumped up and jumped into the air, and then they raised their heads again, and when they opened their mouths, the lotus seed fell into their mouths impartially.

In this way, they kept peeling, kept peeling the peeled lotus bullets into the air, kept raising their heads and opening their mouths to catch them, and then kept chewing the bitter and sweet taste of the lotus seeds! When Nan Jian saw this scene, he felt very curious, as if they were just two of them, sitting in front of the temple steps and eating lotus seeds—a pair of foodies.

At this moment, above the inner courtyard, in front of the temple steps, there was a red dragonfly hovering and flying somewhere, and Nan Jian didn't pay so much attention to it, because his attention was focused on those two people.

Seeing this, the young man with a little small eyes and a slightly pointed face suddenly said to his companion:

"Did you notice a nasty dragonfly here?"

"Found out. Another said, "Always flying around, as abominable as a fly!"

"Okay, I'll teach it never to fly!"

Before he could finish speaking, a lotus seed between the fingers of the sharp-faced young man swished, and shot straight towards the dragonfly flying in the air; seeing that the dragonfly was about to be hit and killed, suddenly, another young man suddenly changed his words and said:

"Oh, it's a red dragonfly, I like it. ”

As he spoke, a black lotus seed also ejected from his fingers, and it was faster, and the sound of cutting through the air was louder, whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a snapping sound! The lightning flashed, and the two lotus seeds smashed in the air. However, the red dragonfly escaped by chance, but unaware of it, and still happily flying and hovering in the air.

It was not until Nanjian approached that it flew away in a hurry, and flew all the way over the palace wall to a distant place!

"Brother Lotus Seed really lives up to their reputation!" Nan Jian stopped at a distance of five steps from them, looked at them with admiration, and said leisurely, "I only practice one kind of kung fu in my life, and I only eat one kind of fruit in my life, which is hard and luscious." ”

After listening to him, the two of them looked at each other, "Is he talking to us?" the young man with thin eyes and sharp faces suddenly asked his companion.

"It seems to be. His companion said so.

"As if he knows a lot!" said the man, "then why did he come?"

"Because he is confident that the sword in his hand will be faster and more powerful than the lotus seed in our hand!" said his companion, the young man with a high nose and a round face.

"That's not it!" Nan Jian suddenly took over their words and said.

"Then why are you here?" asked the young man with thin eyes and sharp faces.

"I heard that there are ten heroes and heroes here with extraordinary skills," Nanjian said, "and there are three hundred warriors who regard death as if they were at home, so I want to come over and tell you: life is only once for everyone, and if you can choose, there are more things to cherish and have besides death." ”

"Do you understand what he's saying?" asked his companion suddenly, the young man with a high nose and a round face.

"How could I understand such profound words!" said the other man.

"So what are we going to do?" the man asked again.

"Do it according to the old rules!" said his companion.

Before the words were finished, the two of them, four hands, and eight hard lotus seeds, with the speed of a meteor, and the sound of cracking the air, swish, swish, swish...... Hit Nanjian with eight death holes all over his body.

And this time, the speed is so fast, the speed of lightning and thunder, the distance is so short, the power is so great, there is the potential to penetrate the clouds and crack the fog. Although the distance was less than two zhang, Nanjian was not overly nervous, of course, he was not idle; he held the sword in his left hand and waved it with his right hand, like a phoenix dancing for nine days, like a pink butterfly piercing flowers, no one could see clearly that his hand waved a few times, and he did those movements!

The only thing that can judge the speed of his attack is the whirring wind that people hear, as fast as the north wind through the forest, and as shocking as flying sand and rocks!

When Nanjian stopped, the Lianzi brothers looked at them and smiled when they saw that he was still standing intact, and with a kind smile like a spring breeze, so that they could no longer sit still, and both of them stood up solemnly and involuntarily. That look of horror and astonishment was no less than when the wildebeest was drinking water when he saw a crocodile lurking under the water.

During this period, Nanjian had already let go, and the palm of the hand that was waving just now, immediately, the eight lotus seeds that the two brothers had ejected with all their strength were intact from his palm, and rolled down, all the way to the ground and scattered.

But that's not all. When the eight lotus seeds rolled to a fixed place and no longer moved, they suddenly magically snapped with a crisp sound!

Eight lotus seeds, eight bursting sounds, the two lotus brothers shuddered! At this time, they completely lost their confidence, they were now at a loss, and they could hardly think of a better future except death.

So, the young man with a high nose and a round face smiled self-deprecatingly and said:

"Now I finally understand the meaning of what Nan Daxia just said!"

"Yes, I seem to understand!" said his companion, too.

"What does that mean?" asked.

"That is to say, we can't die now," said his companion. ”

"That's right. The man also said, "Since you can't die if you want to, then you have no choice, so let's live well!"

"I agree. His companion said again.

So, the two of them arched their hands towards the south sword and said:

"Farewell!"

"Walk slowly. Nan Jian also bowed back to the other party, and watched them pass through the inner courtyard of the Xuanzheng Palace, step on the stone steps, and enter the hall of the Yimen.

It wasn't until the backs of the two of them disappeared into the dark aisle in front of the Yimen that Nan Jian turned around and looked at the three big characters of "Xuanzheng Palace" painted with vermilion wood paint on the door of the Xuanzheng Palace; finally, he took a deep breath of air, with a relieved expression, clenched the long sword in his hand, raised the soles of his feet and stepped on the white jade steps of the Xuanzheng Palace.