Tonight, the starlight is still so beautiful, the sky is full of stars, and the full moon is like snow. Wan Zhuo lazily sat on the branch of the tree, and then the moonlight, browsing the first page of the Tianyan book. Sure enough, it was a book of exercises, and all the words seemed to be swimming, undulating and fluttering.

At the top are three big characters -- "Evenly Split Gong", after swallowing so many exercise books, did this thing come out? Wan Zhuo kept apologizing to that Zhong Ni during the day, and all the spirit stones were compensated to Zhong Ni.

Wan Zhuo came back to his senses, and when he carefully studied this Tianyan book, the words on the page seemed to jump out of the book, and when Wan Zhuo was caught off guard, he drilled into Wan Zhuo's mind, and Wan Zhuo screamed "Ah" and fell off the tree. Wan Zhuo hurriedly got up, and then looked at the words on the Tianyan book, there was no longer that illusory feeling, and they were engraved on it like dead things.

Wan Zhuo recalled the Even-Split Gong in his mind a little, and the feature film exercise appeared in front of his eyes, as if he had memorized it thousands of times. After cultivating according to the method on it, it was only an hour or two away, and the nine veins in front of the second qi sea in the chest were already faintly loosened.

"The nine veins of the chest, Zhongzhu, Shangqu, Shiguan, Tonggu, Pylorus, Shenfeng, Lingxu, Xiaozi and Shenzang, as long as the nine veins are connected, the cyclone of the chest will definitely be successful!"

Wan Zhuo tried to use healing techniques and self-created boxing techniques again, and it was really a little different. As for what is different, Wan Zhuo decided to try it on the invading enemy.

"I don't know which way Brother Dao, the qi is so deeply hidden, can you come out and see it?" Zhong Ni said loudly as he walked out of the tent and said in one direction.

"The children of the Confucian family in the country of Duyan know the great etiquette, know the etiquette, and the yin and yang people outside the party are bothered!"

"Hmph, Senior Brother Zhongni, come down here, just for this son of Zou Guo, can Senior Brother Zhongni make it convenient?"

These two groups of people are the two groups of people who had a disagreement and fought before. Zhong Ni smiled silently, and when the person opposite was impatient, Zhong Ni sighed and said: "Senior brother, I'm afraid that I have recognized the wrong person, I am entrusted by this prince of Huang Guo on this trip, and I am about to escort him to Huang Guo, where is there any son of Zou Guo?"

A person walked out on the opposite side, holding a treasure mirror in his hand, brushing the mirror with his right hand, shining on the four masters and servants of Gongzijian, only to see that the mirror suddenly glowed red, flickering non-stop.

"Senior Brother Zhongni recognizes this mirror, the mirror of the heart, it is specially to break the vanity and find the breath, among the master and servant, there must be a son of Zou Guo. Senior brother, don't you want to get out of the way?" said the man in black menacingly.

"You said yes, I also said that you have a mirror problem!" Wan Zhuo was dissatisfied with this Zhongni always talking slowly, and sneered at each other.

Zhong Ni patted his head, "Ah", and said, "Yes, I can't say that there is a problem with your mirror, Zhong Ni, Zhong Ni, you are so smart!"

This black-clothed man** has five monks in the foundation building period, and the other dozen or so people only have the realm of refining qi**, and only the leader has the level of the middle stage of foundation building, this monk in the middle stage of foundation building pulled down his mask, revealed a handsome face, and said, "Senior Brother Zhongni really can't let go?"

Zhong Ni didn't pay attention to everyone, and even sealed himself and said, "We are also little foundation building monks, we can't talk about enlightenment and defending the path, we just go on the road to our hearts. In this case, you and I will each send one person to fight, and the point will be over. Okay, okay?"

This person was a little shocked when he saw Zhongni's self-proclaimed cultivation. After thinking about it again, he glanced at Zhong Ni's side, and couldn't help but smile: "Senior brother is originally cultivating the supreme martial arts of the Confucian family, then I wish senior brother an early cultivation." It's just that I naturally have me on my side, and on your side, I don't know who is in battle?"

Zhong Ni pointed at his hand and said, "Naturally, it's him." After saying that, the whole person dodged to the side, and just shouted loudly: "Wan Daoyou, it's all up to you, come on!"

Everyone got out of the way, and as soon as Wan Zhuo stood still, an air sword flew over, and before Wan Zhuo could run the Even-Cracking Exercise, he was hit in the chest and knelt on his knees.

"Senior brother!" Bai Zhang shouted, but was stopped by Zhong Ni.

The monk surnamed Ji glanced at Wan Zhuo with disdain, put his hands behind his back, and was about to walk towards Gongzijian's master and servants.

"Ahem, ahem, hey!" Wan Zhuo stood up tremblingly, took off his coat, and a red mark on his chest was slowly disappearing, and said, "Oops, it's dangerous." ”

The monk surnamed Ji narrowed his eyes, his shot just now was definitely not light, and he actually left a red mark, and the monk surnamed Ji retracted his steps, and two qi swords were issued.

Wan Zhuo's eyes were cool for a while, it was the use of wood attribute vitality in the Even-Cracking Gong.

"Lianbu!"

Wan Zhuo crossed an arc, but he dodged two qi swords, his fists were hard, and he had already turned into two fire fists, and with two bangs, he smashed on the vitality cover of the monk surnamed Ji, and the monk surnamed Ji still did not move his hands, but he was taken a few steps back by * under his feet.

The monk surnamed Ji waved his hands, and several qi swords flew out, forcing Wan Zhuo to hurry, and the surface of this qi sword not only had jagged teeth formed by the wind vitality, but also weighed one point if he didn't attack Wan Zhuo once. This is the "potential" that Confucianism attaches great importance to, once it is used, it will overwhelm the other party.

Wan Clumsy Heart Dao, this is just right, and it also just confirms another layer of the effect of this evenly splitting gong. The flames on Wan Zhuo's fists were even more vigorous, faintly revealing the light of lightning, which was Wan Zhuo's creation of thunder marks.

In the eyes of others, Wan Zhuo was just caught in a desperate situation step by step, and once he was eaten away by Confucianism step by step, he would inevitably be defeated in the end!

Wan Zhuo saw the opportunity, and every time an air sword came over, Wan Zhuo bombarded it with a punch, leaving a thunder mark, so that several air swords were already entangled with thunder marks during Wan Zhuo's movements. Wan Zhuo retreated and clasped his palms together.

"Rayfa!"

In a stabbing sound, all the qi swords in the thunder and lightning snake danced and disappeared after a wail. Wan Zhuo made a move, the flames of his hands danced like waves, and a punch was imprinted on the vitality cover of the monk surnamed Ji again, this time, the vitality cover was slightly concave, but this punch was not an ordinary fire fist, the fire wave was like a wave surging, and a strong force was born from the fist print, and the monk surnamed Ji was overturned.

That's not all, Wan Zhuo even stepped into the air, and such a few punches could make the monk surnamed Ji unable to land, it can only be said that the boxing method generated in this way is really weird, and under the effect of Wan Zhuo's Even-Cracking Gong, the wood vitality supports the continuous outbreak of fire vitality, which will not deplete the vitality. It's like dry wood that keeps a fire burning.

Although the monk surnamed Ji who was in the air was not physically harmed, he was just pressed and beaten by a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and his face was really unbearable.

The monk surnamed Ji roared, and a sword flew out from his waist, as soon as the sword flew out, it became as huge as a towering tree, and the monk surnamed Ji waved it with difficulty several times, and the wind began to blow violently below, and Wan Zhuo also retreated in a hurry, for fear of being caught in it.

It's just that when the monk surnamed Ji wanted to wave it again, he was surprised to find that his vitality cover was already thunderous. Only then did I want to remove the vitality cover, only to see a cloud of thunder in the air, and then the monk surnamed Ji rushed out of the thunder with a disgraced face. Wan Zhuo's fists lit the fire again, and the two were about to collide, when Zhong Ni suddenly said, "Enough, Senior Brother Ji Hongzhi, it's up to point." You lose. ”

"Hmph!" Ji Hongzhi flicked his sleeves and said loudly: "Withdraw, let's go, Senior Brother Zhongni protects this son of evil so much, be careful not to go back to the Confucian Family Sacrifice Hall!"

The group of black-clothed people left in a hurry, and the three monks of the Yin and Yang family stepped forward again, and one of the female cultivators said: "The three of us are not the sons of Zou Guo or Huang Guo. I just heard that when Zou Guozhen's Purple Temple was destroyed, he gave fifty disciples fifty space backpacks, and we waited, hehe, I just want to borrow this backpack to take a look, how about it?"