The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 688 Xiongba, you have to pay for breaking things
"Guild Master Xiong's martial arts are really good, especially your three-pointed finger, which is outstanding and worthy of being a miracle in the world."

In the ruined yard, Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, commenting lightly.

It was as if he was a gourmet who was standing in a restaurant and commenting on the works of a famous chef.

No one answered.

Whether it was the mud bodhisattva watching the battle from a distance, or the shocked Xiongba in front of him, they didn't know how to answer.

The situation has become clear since the two of them fought. It only took one meal, but it completely subverted the imagination of Xiong Ba and Ni Bodhisattva. Especially Xiong Ba, he attacked with all his strength, and even used the unparalleled three-point magic skill he had just created. He pointed, but not even a corner of his clothes was harmed.

Chen Zhao's martial arts prowess completely overturned Xiong Ba's heart.

He is so light-hearted, so chic and easy-going, so light-hearted, I am afraid that he has surpassed his master, surpassed the sword master back then, besides Wuming who has passed away, who else in the world is his opponent?

Is this the strength that ordinary martial arts masters can possess?

The mud bodhisattva breathed a sigh of relief, a big stone fell from his heart completely, only to feel that all the fears and fears and humiliations in the past were wiped away today.

"No wonder this person disdains the position of Deputy Gang Leader of the World Association. No wonder this person played tricks on Wushuang City before and ignored my three disciples. He took away the Fire Monkey and the Clay Bodhisattva without any scruples."

"That's right, if I have your magical skills, I don't need to care about anything! If you block me in every possible way, I will break it with one punch!"

Standing there, Xiongba looked at Chen Zhao in a daze, thinking of a lot in an instant, and felt a little bleak in the autumn wind for a while.

But I don't know who else in the world can compete with this young man?

If he can't compete with him, then the country that he has worked so hard to build will turn into flowing water?

Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, neither happy nor sad in his heart.

For others, Xiongba is the top master in the world, the leader of the world, there are few enemies in this world, the three magic skills are irresistible, and the three-point magic finger is even more peerless. He is really the one who stands at the top of the world.

But Chen Zhao knew that Xiongba hadn't reached its peak at this time, not to mention that there were Juggernaut, First Evil Emperor, Wuming, Dongpu's Juewushen, Emperor, and the hidden ones who watched the world. That Indra.

Compared with these real masters, the tyrant in front of him is really nothing.

After all, the mortal martial arts used by Xiongba is not as good as Wuming's sense of heaven and earth, and although Chen Zhao's Po Yuquan is a martial arts in the low-level martial arts world, Chen Zhao himself is already a fairy, and he has surpassed Da Da. The strength of Mo and Zhang Sanfeng, the fighting power of this kind of martial arts is naturally beyond Xiongba's imagination.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Xiongba, saw that his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes were at a loss, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly, and said lightly: "Master Xiong, you go back, when you figure it out, you will I understand whether you need a clay bodhisattva or not."

Xiong Ba was startled, and couldn't help showing a hint of shock and ecstasy: "You won't kill me?"

"Whether to kill you or not is just a matter of my mind, but when you showed your martial arts just now, I found that your potential is not exhausted, and your martial arts are not exhausted. Within a few years, there must be a breakthrough. Wait until then." Bar."

Xiongba's heart was shocked: "I just practiced the three-point magic finger, and I was getting a feeling for the three-point return to vitality, but this young man noticed it. This boy's ability is far beyond my imagination."

Although he was a little frustrated, but after all he escaped with his life, Xiongba didn't dare to say more, he just bowed his hands to Chen Zhao: "Xiongba is taking the liberty to disturb you, Your Excellency's generosity is admirable, so I will leave now."

Just turn around after speaking.

"You destroyed this courtyard and left some silver taels." Chen Zhao said flatly.

Xiongba sighed, as the leader of the Tianxiahui, he didn't feel the slightest bit of embarrassment, he naturally took out some silver taels from his arms, put them on an undamaged stone bench, and left straight away.

"Wow, Grandpa, Brother Ye, our house was destroyed by bad guys, wuwuwuwu..."

Chen Zhao and Ni Bodhisattva stood in this dilapidated courtyard for a long time without saying a word, but the little girl next to her couldn't understand what the adults were thinking. Seeing the mess of the house, she burst into tears.

"Xiao Ling'er, it doesn't matter. The bad guy has already left, and he dare not come again. Let's build a bigger and more beautiful house. Do you think it's okay?"

Chen Zhao picked up the silver taels, weighed them, and laughed.

This Xiongba left the Tianxiahui, followed the three disciples by himself, and had no one to serve him, so he had to take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation by himself, so he had enough silver taels on him, and as a grandmaster, when he left the silver taels, the more the better, the better. Just a little bit tight.

Therefore, the silver taels in his hand are about 80 taels, which is really a huge sum of money.

Not to mention building a small courtyard, even if you book a luxury inn in a nearby city, you can stay for half a year.

"Brother Chen, is what you said true?"

The little girl's eyes were sparkling, she was indescribably clever and cute.

"Haha, of course it's true!"

Chen Zhao said with a faint smile, and then said: "However, we can't stay here today. While it's still early in the morning, let's go to an inn in a nearby city and stay. Do you have any objections, Ni Bodhisattva?"

Of course the Clay Bodhisattva would have no objection.

This small courtyard was destroyed and can be renovated, but it will take time. Rome was not built in a day, and a small courtyard was not built in a day by a few country craftsmen, no matter how much silver they spent.

So staying in an inn in the city seems to be the best choice.

……

After six months of extravagance, Chen Zhao sighed softly.

At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, the stars are twinkling, the single yard of the inn is refreshing and clean, and there are buzzing insects among the flowers, as if telling the world that although I am floating, I have already been here.

To be honest, if it weren't for the purpose of repairing the meridians and advancing to a higher level, a person like Chen Zhao who had been emperor several times and enjoyed countless prosperity and luxury would not be willing to stay in a small mountain village. .
Of course, he is not a hypocritical person.

At this time, the little girl had already fallen asleep, and Chen Zhao and Ni Bodhisattva were sitting on the stone bench in the yard.

The Ni Bodhisattva hesitated for a long time, before he said: "It's all my own fault, blindly obsessed with the way of heaven's secrets and magic, and the result is that it hurts the children, and the little Ling'er who is so young is dependent on me, and it hurts Chen Daxia. I'm really sorry."

"It's nothing. Little Ling'er is very cute. It's not bad for you to find your way back." Chen Zhao said calmly.

Since the mud bodhisattva lived in seclusion, he has completely given up the way of heavenly secrets and magic. On the one hand, he is afraid of malignant sores, and on the other hand, he regrets the past.

As a first-rate magician, because he was too obsessed with the way of spells, he had no means of self-defense. His wife and children died unexpectedly, leaving only one granddaughter behind, who could only live in seclusion to save his life.

But he didn't expect that he would eventually leave a clue and someone would come to his door. If Chen Zhao hadn't come to help, he and his grandson would have been doomed.

People certainly believed in his ability to calculate the secret, but at the same time hoped that he would keep it secret.

Only the dead can maintain complete confidentiality.

He is a mud bodhisattva who has lived enough and looks down on life and death, but his little granddaughter is only a few years old, how can he watch such a lovely child die young...

"You don't have to feel guilty, even without today's events, you will inevitably meet these people when you travel in the rivers and lakes in the future. It's just that if you don't think about it in the future, I can't be with you, grandchildren and grandchildren for the rest of your life."

Chen Zhao said lightly.

The mud bodhisattva's eyes were fixed, and a look of worry welled up in his heart.

That's right, it is impossible for Chen Zhao to accompany his grandparents and grandchildren for the rest of their lives. This time, Tianxia and Wushuangcheng will return home in a feather. They can wait for Chen Zhao to leave before coming to trouble him. The so-called people have to rely on themselves after all. Clinging to someone else's thighs for the rest of his life.

"I've thought about that a long time ago."

The Ni Bodhisattva put his head deep between his hands, and said helplessly, "Since Xiongba has come to the door, he will never let go of his surveillance on me. If there is such a day, I can only do that." , won’t let Xiongba have a good life.”

As he spoke, he raised his head to reveal that terrifying and ferocious face, and his eyes were full of wisdom...

Chen Zhao was slightly taken aback, and then suddenly realized.

The secret of heaven is elusive and elusive. How can the secret of heaven calculated by the Clay Bodhisattva only have one path?

The so-called one fate, two luck, three geomantic omens, four accumulating yin virtues and five studies, if everything is really arranged early in a person's life, what is the use of hard work?
The so-called "Golden Lin is not a thing in the pool, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm", from the perspective of Fengyun's world, both Fengyun and Fengyun are people with great luck, and if they get them, Xiongba can achieve hegemony, but the premise is that Xiongba You have to become a golden scale first.

If Xiongba didn't study and practice martial arts when he was young and lay a solid foundation, how would he have the strength to establish the Tianxiahui and become Jinlin.

That is to say, although nature plays tricks on people, if everyone works hard, they may not be able to defeat nature.

In this way, the later comment of the Clay Bodhisattva, which is the so-called "The dragon roars in the sky and the sky changes, and the wind and clouds will dive and swim" is just one of the countless comments, which is aimed at Xiong Ba's suspicious temperament, which makes Xiong Ba and his world There will be internal strife.

If it is said that man will conquer the sky, if the hegemony reaches a certain position, the pattern and momentum will be improved to a higher level, and the number of people can be greatly increased, there may not be no comments such as "the dragon has nine heavens and roars up to the sky, and the wind and clouds will bow to thousands".

From this point of view, the Clay Bodhisattva is also an old man in the world. Without making a move, he laid the cause of Xiongba's downfall.

This is what revenge means after death.

But now that he met Chen Zhao, the Ni Bodhisattva naturally didn't want to die, let alone let his granddaughter die at such a young age...

Therefore, Chen Zhao said: "If my guess is correct, everyone's numerology can never be the same. If you make different choices at critical moments, you will definitely have a different life. The same is true for Xiongba. If Xiongba must consult, you can Tell him all the fortune tellers and let him make his own choice, that's all."

Xiongba was very suspicious, and several numerology commentaries were placed in front of him for him to choose from. If he hesitated after thinking about it, then the mud bodhisattva might be able to save his life.

Of course, that's not the case. You can also give him other criticisms to divert his attention.

For example, let Xiongba focus on Jue Wushen and Di Shitian...

"Thank you, Master Chen, for your advice. I will never forget this great kindness."

Thinking that there would be a glimmer of life, and that the little granddaughter might grow up healthily, the Ni Bodhisattva was very grateful, so he saluted Chen Zhao seriously.

(End of this chapter)