Chapter 12 Can't Accept It!

On this day, Zhang Qian finished his mundane work, returned to the wing, and cultivated as before.

He took out a wooden box under the pillow, and after opening it, a burst of fragrance spread, it was the time of the qualification assessment that day, the deacon of Tianquan Peak gave him two grass pills, Zhang Qian knew that he was in the current situation, and it was like a dream to get the elixir to increase his cultivation, although these two grass pills were not very precious, but only places like Tianquan Peak could easily take them out, and the Taoist children under the Flame Hell Peak could receive one or two pieces every year.

Therefore, Zhang Qian did not dare to squander at will, and now he felt that his cultivation had reached the edge, and his heart was gradually warm, and he was about to enter the realm of cold and heat, so he took it out and took it to eat, and used it to attract jade.

"Although this herb is a first-class C-grade elixir, it is not an ordinary thing, taking one is worth four or five days of medicinal food nourishment, and there is not so much residue and waste, if I can take it every day, I am afraid that I will be able to build a successful foundation within 100 days. Zhang Qian secretly thought to himself, others still need to consider whether their physique can withstand the medicinal properties when taking pills, so that he doesn't have such troubles, the giant acupoint is like a bottomless pit, and no matter how many elixirs are also refused.

Zhang Qianqu took out the pill from the box and was about to swallow it, when the door of the wing room was suddenly pushed open, but he saw Li Gui rushing in in a hurry.

I saw the tip of his nose twitching, as if he was lured by the aroma of this herb.

There is only one wall between the two rooms, and the second Li Gui builds the foundation and is as light as a swallow, with a sharp sense of smell, and the aroma of this grass is also strong, so he naturally noticed the clues, and he is half drunk at the moment, and there is no scruple in his heart, and he is about to bump into it step by step, Zhang Qian's brows are furrowed, and he turns over from the futon, and secretly says in his heart: "I was going to break this realm, and then take care of the grievances of the past few days, but I didn't expect this guy to come to the door!"

This Li Gui does not have the dignity of his brother on weekdays, and when he is drunk, he is even looking for Zhang Qian to provoke and splash, and when he sees the grass returning to Dan, his eyes suddenly glow green.

No matter where this thing came from, he grabbed Zhang Qian in two steps, and the splitter was about to grab the wooden box in his hand.

Zhang Qian's strength is stable now, and he has the confidence to compete with him, so he is not scared of him at all, naturally he will not let him take away the things in his hand, and he takes half a step back, and he grabs the air, and suddenly becomes angry, and shouts: "Zhang Qian, where did you come from?"

"A deacon from Tianquan Peak, what's the matter?" Zhang Qian closed the wooden box and replied in a cold voice.

"Xiu's nonsense, what kind of friendship do you have with Deacon Tianquan Peak, how could he give you this grass for no reason?" Li Gui was drunk, and pulled the dirty Taoist robe on his body casually, revealing his chest, it seemed that he was stumbling and floating under his feet, but the speed was extremely fast, and he grabbed Zhang Qian in one step, and the probe still wanted to grab the box in his hand, and shouted in his mouth: "I see that your thing is not coming from the right way, but it was not stolen from somewhere, take a look with me." ”

Zhang Qian saw that he was greedy, he didn't laugh angrily, stabilized the next plate, and lowered his hand to block.

was intercepting Li Gui's arm, and the two collided with each other with a snapping sound, cracking the sleeves of the robe, Li Gui's strength was terrifying, drunk and deliberately spilled, and he didn't restrain at all, this grab seemed to be snatching things, but it actually hurt people.

If Zhang Qian's cultivation was not good a month ago, he would have been able to break his arm by grabbing his wrist like this and twisting it.

However, at the moment, his Dao Yuan technique is cultivated to the double peak of the spirit and flesh realm, if you tear open his sleeves at this time, you can see that his entire arm is as black as ink, like iron and stone, even though this Li Gui's cultivation is two levels higher than him, but the foundation building technique is a quiet kung fu, and the tenacity of the physical body is nothing remarkable, and even the horizontal refining kung fu in the world is very inferior, let alone comparable to the Dao Yuan technique, so it didn't hurt him at all.

On the contrary, he suffered a small loss, and he was a little painful by this knock, and he became more and more ashamed.

"I told you the origin, but you didn't believe it, and I didn't bother to explain it to you, so don't continue to entangle!" Zhang Qian scolded coldly.

"You little bastard dare to talk to me like this!" Li Gui was furious when he heard this, and his heart had the intention of killing, and he punched towards Zhang Qianmianmen, the strength was extremely fierce, and there was a trace of wind in the air, although there was a prohibition on harming the same door in the precepts of the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, it meant that the seventy-two peaks were not allowed to meet each other, so as not to hurt the foundation, as if this kind of fighting under the door was not forbidden, and even became a habitual means of internal seizure of power.

Although he Li Gui was miserable, he killed Zhang Qian, a first-time disciple with no background to speak of, but he had no scruples.

Zhang Qian suddenly raised his hand and smashed it with a horizontal block.

There are no fancy means at all, purely with strength, but he does not fall behind in the slightest, but Li Gui is half drunk at this time, and he does not feel pain when he is angry, but he is ferocious, like a mad tiger, relying on his cultivation as light as a swallow, he slams left and right, and his fists and feet fall ferociously.

And Zhang Qian's whole body is full of blood and blood, like wearing an iron suit, although he is inferior in strength, he is not afraid of his fists and feet.

The two are fighting together, in full swing, and it looks extremely tragic!

In a moment, the two of them smashed the tables and chairs in the house, but fortunately, this Wugutang was in a remote place in the Dao Palace, and it did not attract others.

After arguing like this for a long time, the two of them were afraid of each other no less than a hundred times, Zhang Qian's panting was gradually lowered, fortunately, now he has stepped into the realm of qi storage, and there is still enough strength to support, and although Li Gui is full of strength, he can't withstand the collision of Zhang Qian's humanoid weapon, the Taoist robe on his body has long been torn, and his body is full of shocking scars, especially the right arm is a little bent, it should be a broken bone, and he gradually can't bear the pressure.

Most of the cultivators' methods of fighting are mainly spells, but the monks of the foundation building realm rarely walk down the mountain and rarely fight with others.

It is extremely rare to have such a hard fist and kick like the two of them.

Li Gui can be described as miserable at this time, the pain everywhere in his body is unstoppable, even if he is drunk, he can't stop it, and he can't use his strength.

As soon as the weakness is revealed, it is a gradual retreat.

However, Zhang Qian had no intention of stopping, his shot became more and more ferocious, and his fists reached the flesh, this Li Gui sat on the right block, and could only barely protect the vital point, looking extremely embarrassed, but he couldn't pull his face down and beg for mercy, and forced him to say fiercely: "You little bastard, you don't want to get out of the way, dare to kill me?"

"What if you say I'll kill you, I'll kill you?" Zhang Qianyan laughed unscrupulously when he heard this, venting all the grievances in his heart, and his heart was extremely happy, that day he dared to kill those officials on the street, naturally he was not a cowardly person, at this time, he listened to this lifeless teasing, not only did he not restrain his fists and feet, but he was a few points cruel, and the killing intent was rampant, that Li Gui couldn't cover it, and was punched in the face, and suddenly his eyes were full of stars.

He staggered two steps, and before he could stand firmly, he was kicked in the chest by Zhang Qian, and his ribs seemed to be broken.

The severe pain touched his heart, coupled with Zhang Qian's words, this Li Gui finally coaxed, covered his chest and wanted to escape, but his heart was injured, even if he was as light as a swallow, he couldn't show it, but he couldn't change his shit, just in this situation, he didn't forget to turn around and say cruelly, "You bastard who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors is waiting, and when I wake up, I will definitely peel you and cramp!" Before the words fell, he howled miserably.

But it was Zhang Qian who lifted the chair and smashed it over, impartial, and landed on the door of his head.

A chair suddenly turned into slag, and Li Gui was also beaten to the head and bleeding, his scalp and hair were knocked off, and the blood stained his face, like a ghost, but Zhang Qian didn't spare him, threw the rotten chair in his hand, stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the guy, but unexpectedly tore it to pieces, so he gave up, slapped him round and slapped him in the face, and immediately pulled him over, his teeth fell out on the ground, and he lay on the ground and kept twitching.

Looking at this appearance, although he is not dead, he is not far away.

"Although this guy is a dilapidated house, he has been in this Flame Hell Peak for a few years, and there are a few fox friends and dog friends, if I kill him, it will be a trouble, and I need to concentrate on cultivation in the future, and the mundane affairs may have to be done by individuals!" Zhang Qian thought to himself, although this fight was like cooking oil on fire, he was not carried away by anger, he slightly retracted his killing intent, stepped forward, grabbed the back of Li Gui's neck, and lifted him up like a chicken.

"Beat you today, do you accept it or not?" Zhang Qian lifted him high, this Li Guisheng's short frustration was not too difficult.

Li Gui couldn't struggle, but he just laughed, and shouted: "Good fight!"

"It seems that you are not convinced!" Zhang Qian's eyes narrowed slightly, he pressed him to the ground violently, grabbed the ground with his forehead, and suddenly there was another hole in his head, and his nose collapsed in half, and his face was no longer human, and the painful guy only howled like a dead father, but Zhang Qian's face could not see the slightest nervousness and madness, like a visitor on the side of the road, and asked calmly: "Do you accept or not?"

Li Gui was about to speak, but before he could speak, his head made intimate contact with the ground again.

Zhang Qian brought him up, and before he could open his mouth to ask again, this Li Gui cried out like a ghost crying wolf: "Obey, obey, I serve!"

There is not a single front tooth left, so there is a little leakage in his speech, which sounds very funny, but Zhang Qian did not have a smile on his face, just nodded with satisfaction, put him down, and said: "The matter of carrying water and chopping firewood in the future ......"

Before he could say play, Li Gui already understood, and hurriedly said: "Naturally, I will do it." ”

"Okay, then there will be Senior Brother Lao. Zhang Qian said, turned around and went to clean up the wreckage of the tables and chairs in the house.

This Li Gui took this opportunity to escape like a ghost, stumbled back to the house, closed the door and didn't dare to make a sound, and the sound next door gradually became smaller, so he cried bitterly, and I don't know if he was hit, or the pain of the injuries on his body was uncomfortable, he cried like this for a long time, tears and blood were mixed together, and the injuries were hideous, people are not like people and ghosts, and they have been suffering from the night, so they fell into the hospital and cleaned the injuries with water and applied medicine.

After cultivating for four or five days, after Zhang Qian ignored him, and at the same time his face didn't look so miserable, he mustered up the courage to go out to meet people.

This Li Gui is also rare to change into clean clothes today, but the appearance on his face, he can't hide it, he can only take a piece of foot cloth wrapped around his head, like a zongzi, so out of the Wugu Hall and go to the side hall of the Dao Palace, although Zhang Qian was soft that day, but it is impossible for him to be convinced, but he himself can't raise the courage to seek revenge against Zhang Qian, not to mention this injury, it is difficult to heal in less than a year and a half.

He went this time to find a fellow villager, who is also a disciple in this Flame Hell Peak, but his qualifications are much better than him, and now he has fallen to the late stage of foundation building, although it is possible to cross that threshold and become an inner disciple, as long as Zhang Qian's actions are told to him, he will not worry that he will not help himself out.

"When I beg my fellow countryman, today's revenge will be repaid tenfold and hundredfold!" Li Gui cursed all the way, and gradually arrived at the place.

After meeting with the disciples who were serving in the side hall, the other party inevitably asked when he saw his appearance, but he prevaricated with a fire in the kitchen and was burned by oil and water, and then looked for a circle and saw no trace of his fellow villagers, so he found a disciple who was on duty and asked, "Have you ever seen Li He?"

The other party was taken aback by his appearance, and inevitably asked some questions, and Li Gui was embarrassed again.

"A fire in the kitchen can burn you like this, I am playing with fire in the Flame Prison Peak, and you won't make people laugh to death when you spread it!" The deacon's disciple teased, and then said: "Your fellow villager Li He, who is valued by the deacon of the Inner Gate Wangshu, is now transferred to the mountain to supervise the medicine field, and the blood bone flower is about to mature in January, and he is at a critical juncture now, and he can't get out, what are you looking for him?"

"Huh?" This Li Gui was frustrated for a while when he heard this, and his heart was extremely depressed.

"Anyway, let you be insolent for a month. Li Gui thought about it but didn't have a point, this blood bone flower was ripe and urgent, and his fellow villagers would definitely not delay such a big event in order to help him avenge him, so he could only endure this moment, casually told a lie, perfunctory the serving disciple, and went back to Wugu Hall.