Chapter Seventy-Nine: Assassination
Time flies, and it's autumn again.
In late autumn, the southwest of the main mountain of the Void Mountain Realm is full of maple leaves, and from a distance, it looks like a fire burning the mountain.
Huge mountain boundaries, lengthy mountain ranges, and many peaks scattered in the sea of clouds, some large and some small, some far and some near. Among them, seven are the tallest and most eye-catching, even if the clouds and mist are shrouded, they can't block the bursts of strange light and clouds on the peak.
At this time, on the main mountain road, two outer disciples climbed the steps. Wang Xiazi, who walked in front, was short in stature, but very flexible, like a monkey spirit. Following behind was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, an outer disciple who had just entered the Void Mountain Realm for less than half a month, with a tall and thin body and a very fair and handsome face.
Glancing at Wang Xiazi in front of him, the young man asked, "Is that Senior Brother Luo really a weirdo like in the legend?"
"Hmm, you've only been in the mountain gate for half a month, and you already know about the Luo Mao people?"
Grossman?
The boy wanted to laugh a little when he heard this. This senior brother Wang Xia is from a small country called Dantu in the northwest of Tiannan. People there always like to disdain to call others "someone", if your surname is Zhang, in his mouth is "Zhang". But when they read "so", they made the sound of "Mao", so the surname Zhang became "Zhang Maoren" when they pronounced it.
The young man nodded: "To be precise, I had already heard of his deeds before I entered the mountain gate. More than a year ago, whether he was in the cultivation world or the martial arts world, everyone knew about him. ”
"Yes, that was the most beautiful time in my Void Mountain Realm in recent years, and the Luo Mao people were once regarded as the leaders of my Void Mountain Realm in the future. ”
"And what's going on now?"
"Now, let's put it this way, in the more than a year that the Luo Mao people have entered the Void Mountain Realm, there have been inner door competitions, earthly trials, seven gate competitions, and joint expeditions...... He has not participated in it once, and his ranking has long since dropped from the first place in the inner door to the bottom one. Hehe, he relied on the merits of his scriptures, and lived in seclusion in the red maple forest in the northwest of the mountaintop, rarely showing up, only I can see him often. ”
"How so?"
"As early as more than a year ago, the Luo Mao people had already been judged to have exhausted their potential, and there was no possibility of continuing their cultivation. As long as he doesn't make a move, he can still keep his identity as a 'genius'. Once he participates in a trial or competition, hehe, he immediately reveals his stuffing. To be honest, the brothers and sisters have known it for more than a year, but for the sake of his great achievements, they have not debunked it. ”
"Oh...... It's a shame. ”
"What's the pity? Hmph, since ancient times, there have been countless people who have risen suddenly and quickly degenerated. Fortunately, our Void Mountain Realm is not bad for geniuses. Over the past year or so, many geniuses have emerged among the inner gate, main peak, and true disciples, such as Luo Fei, Huo Jun, Yan Daoming, Lu Boya, and so on. The four of them, in the Tiannan Competition a few months ago, all broke into the top sixty-four, and Senior Brother Luo Feiluo even entered the ranks of the latest ten little boys!"
"That's pretty impressive. ”
The two chatted as they climbed the stairs. The main mountain of the Void Mountain Realm is ten thousand feet high, and even if the two of them use their skills, it will take most of the day to reach the top of the mountain.
The outer disciples live below the halfway up the mountain, and the inner disciples live up the mountainside, and they all have their own ministries and institutes. There is only one exception, and that person is Luo Chuan.
"It's finally here. Wang Xiazi wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked not far ahead, the two-story wooden building hidden behind the maple forest in the creek.
"Senior brother...... Otherwise...... You go alone. The boy who came with him stammered.
"What are you afraid of?" Wang Xiazi laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Luo Mao is just acting a little weird, he is still very kind, as long as you don't provoke him, he won't care about you." You know when you see him. ”
Seeing that the young man was still hesitant, Wang Xiazi spread his hands: "I will come up every month to deliver letters, do you think I don't have anything?"
"That's ...... All right. The boy nodded reluctantly.
"By the way, I'll tell you one more thing. Wang Xiazi suddenly lowered his voice and said secretly: "Luo Mao people can make wine themselves, his wine is very strange, and after drinking it, you can obviously feel that your skills are increasing." Hehe, I've never told anyone this secret. ”
The boy nodded, not speaking.
The two of them followed the stream, through the red maple forest, and approached the two-story wooden building.
Approaching the wooden building, the boy's face flushed, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or afraid.
"Senior Brother Luo, Senior Brother Wang Xiazi has come to deliver the notice of the Autumn Competition of the Mountain Gate!" Wang Xiazi stood still in front of the wooden building and shouted loudly.
After a long time, a faint voice sounded from the second floor: "Come up." ”
The two went up to the wooden building, and saw a young man in a linen robe standing against the railing, overlooking the east.
Wang Xiazi's eyes fell on the wine jug next to him, and his face showed a hint of greed. The young man stared at Luo Chuan's back in a daze, and his gaze froze for a moment.
"Senior brother, what are you looking at?" Wang Xiazi asked flatteringly.
"The clouds run through the sky, there is a rainbow coming from the west, and tomorrow night in the southwest of the mountain boundary, there will be a hailstorm. Luo Chuan didn't turn around and said in a low voice.
Wang Xiazi pursed his lips and made a grimace at the handsome young man, his lips moved, and he made a "hairy" mouth shape. He knew in his heart that this kind of ability to look at the clouds and distinguish the heavens could only be mastered if he cultivated to reach the realm of turning into an infant, or even returning to the realm of imaginary, and understood the principles of heaven and earth.
The boy smiled reluctantly, but the smile was a little complicated.
Wang Xiazi is not surprised, he thinks he knows the character of the Luo Mao people very well.
The tone is very large, and every time it seems to be said naturally, from time to time it reveals "unfathomable", and there are a few times when Wang Xiazi almost takes it seriously, but when he walks down the mountain, he finds that the flaws are too obvious.
For this inner brother who likes to talk big, the reason why Wang Xiazi still maintains his superficial respect is not only because of Luo Chuan's achievements, but also because of the wine that can improve his skills.
"Even if there is hail, it is the elders' business. Wang Xiazi snorted, put down the letter, reached out to the wine jar, and sniffed suddenly: "Tut, it's so fragrant." Senior Brother Luo is worthy of being a master of wine, and this jar of wine is much more fragrant than the last one......"
"Drink as much as you want. Luo Chuan turned around.
Seeing Luo Chuan's face clearly, the young man beside Wang Xiazi couldn't help but clench his fists.
Wang Xiazi was in a hurry to tear the wine seal, but he didn't notice the strangeness of his companion.
Rumble!
A sound like a tsunami sounded, and the wine jar in Wang Xiazi's hand shattered inch by inch. The wine splashed on his face before he reacted and turned his head sharply to look.
"What!" Wang Xiazi opened his mouth wide, looking terrified.
In the field of vision, the outer disciple who had just entered the Void Mountain Realm for half a month rose up and flew towards Luo Chuan.
His body was like a black shadow, as fast as lightning, but the most terrifying thing was the rising aura. Like a black dragon going out to sea, every half inch of its march will destroy a piece of air due to the amazing friction, and it will make a thunderous roar.
Although Wang Xiazi is only an outer disciple, because he is shrewd and capable, he is often sent to various peaks to send letters, and he has seen a lot of knowledge, and he has also seen the competition between several leading figures of the younger generation.
For example, Huo Jun, the first true disciple, such as Luo Fei, the tenth little son, such as Yan Daoming, the "Flaming Spear", and Lu Boya, the "Four Tribulation Fingers". They are all the most outstanding geniuses among the younger generation of the Void Mountain Realm, and they have faintly become leading figures. But compared to the four great disciples, his companion was not inferior to them in terms of aura alone.
When he was only five steps away from Luo Chuan, the young man's eyes became deep, as if he was hiding two secluded black pools. On the originally fair and delicate face, black lines appeared visible to the naked eye, as if the cracked earth, xiangxia spread. At the same time, layers of black mist rose above his head, enveloping his whole body in the blink of an eye, how weird and weird.
A force of more than 100,000 catties, close to the fourth order of the foundation, swept away, setting off layers of ripples in the air, enveloping the wooden building.
Wang Xiazi was frightened, and only then did he realize how terrifying the seemingly harmless young man who had talked to him along the way! In terms of combat power alone, he had already joined the ranks of the younger generation of the main peak disciples of the Void Mountain Realm, and if he intended to deal with himself, he would definitely not be his enemy...... This hairy man, wait!
Wang Xiazi raised his head in fear, and as far as his eyes could see, he saw that Luo Chuan was still motionless. At this time, the boy was less than three steps away from him.
He's trying to kill the Rogues!
Could it be that he is an assassin who sneaked in with other Shili!
Luo Mao's potential has been abolished, and although he has no value in itself, he has contributed to the Void Mountain Realm and even the Tiannan Cultivation Realm!
Can't let him be killed!
In just a moment, several thoughts flashed through Wang Xiazi's mind.
At this moment, how much he wished that he could have the skills of Huo Jun and Luo Fei to stop or even kill the assassins, and make a splash! But the reality was that he was just an outer disciple who was good at running errands, and even if the opportunity for meritorious service was placed in front of him, he would not have the ability to seize it.
In the blink of an eye, the young man was already close to Luo Chuan, and he punched out, fierce and unmatched!
His fist was covered with dense lines, and the moment he punched, the marks were broken, and the power of his fist skyrocketed instantly, and the air was not only torn into strips, but also rolled up like a hurricane like a dragon.
"Buzz!"
The sound of ancient inscriptions spread from the fist wind, which made the boy's punch full of mysterious ancient rhyme.
Who the hell is he
Wang Xiazi groaned in his heart and was about to close his eyes, but at this moment, he faintly saw that Luo Chuan seemed to be laughing.
When the two were only two steps apart, Luo Chuan looked at the young man playfully and threw a punch casually.
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