Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 266 You are all my lackeys!
Crazy knife boy Qianjin!
As soon as these five words were spoken, the sloppy man in the room and the kind-hearted old monk were all stunned.

Followed by a frown.

It's not that I'm afraid, I just feel a little troublesome...

This is a mixed person!

Those who are virtuous and talented are called saints, and those who have no virtue and talent are called fools.

A gentleman is one who has more virtue than virtue, and a villain is one who has more talent than virtue.

Tong Qianjin has no virtue or talent. Logically speaking, he should be regarded as a fool. However, he is straightforward and has strong martial arts skills. He also likes to be self-righteous. He is so generous and gives people a headache.

Therefore, this is a mixed person...

Wherever this person was, everything was in trouble, so that the sloppy man and the old monk suddenly lost some of their will to win.

I am even more confused...

This man has disappeared in the past few years. The person who invited them here is so capable that he can actually find him?

But, why are you looking for him?

No matter what the big deal is, if this person is involved, how can it be progressed smoothly?

Isn't this asking for trouble?

The sloppy man laughed first, reached into his arms and scratched his mud-stained chest, and his fingers were immediately filled with mud.

He shaved his nails casually and said:

"That child...take me to where I live first."

Before the boy could recover, he saw the kind-hearted monk taking a deep look at the sloppy man, then turning around and leaving.

Seeing a dispute, it will disappear because of the arrival of Tong Qianjin.

But suddenly I heard a shout:
"Monk, stay here!"

The old monk turned a deaf ear to these words and walked faster.

"Eh?"

The voice behind him suddenly became very confused, and then became furious:
"I asked you to stay here!!"

As soon as the voice fell, a huffing sound was heard.

When the old monk heard the evil wind behind him, he suddenly turned around and saw that the boy Qianjin had risen into the sky, and the extremely heavy sword in his hand was rounded in the air and fell with a crash.

This sword technique is so amazing, the main one is powerful and heavy.

Faintly, there even seemed to be the sound of dragons roaring.

The old monk is not an ordinary person. How can he say that he can be beaten?

He turned around and left, not because he was afraid of this bastard...but now that he had just arrived in Liuyuan, there was no reason for enemies to form on all sides.

As for giving the boy the poisonous palm, it was because he was even more petty.

Earlier, the boy said, "The monk is ignorant," so he told him to hold a grudge in his heart, and he casually wanted to kill the boy.

I just went out to see if he was dead.

As a result, he saw that he was saved by this sloppy man who was meddling in his own business, so he stepped forward to argue.

If you save the people I killed, then you are going to pick a fight with me.

Unexpectedly, before the beam was untied, a boy Qianjin came and beat him as soon as he came up...Do you really think that his years of hard work were in vain?
Immediately the old monk shouted angrily:
"Amitabha, this poor monk will help you to see my Buddha!"

He turned his hands over, and the shadows of his palms suddenly appeared.

In an instant, there are thousands of ways, like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, endless.

It was too late, but in the blink of an eye, the blade and the palm had already touched each other.

The sloppy man narrowed his eyes slightly. He thought it was a fight between dragons and tigers, but he didn't expect that when the two came into contact, the old monk's [Thousand-Armed Tathagata] collapsed at the touch.

The overwhelming brilliance of the sword and the countless brute force directly swept away all the palms in the sky.

The old monk was caught off guard and was almost split into two by the knife.

Fortunately, he was not a freeloader after all. When he was in crisis, he used [Tong Zi Worships Guanyin], put his hands together, and clamped Tong Qianjin's big sword between his two palms.

So heavy! ! !
As soon as the old monk caught the sword, he felt as if there was a mountain wrapped in his two palms.

The overwhelming force fell brazenly, and he gritted his teeth, not daring to relax. But Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Not only could he not be able to save the rude man in front of me from seeing my Buddha today, but he had to go first to listen to the teachings in front of the Buddha's throne.

However, this force was beyond his ability to contend with.

The whole person was suppressed and fell to his knees directly on the ground with a plop.

When the Liuyuan was built, it cost a lot of money, and the ground was all paved with large white marble stones. Although there is snow that has not been cleared away now, this area was covered with snow by the strong wind when the old monk just used it. They all flew away, leaving a pure ground.

Now when the old monk knelt down, he heard a clicking sound.

The white marble boulder he knelt on was cracked inch by inch, and dazzling cracks spread in all directions.

The old monk couldn't help but scream and felt severe pain in his knees.

After all, he couldn't hold back his breath, and immediately his hands shook, and the blade was pressed against his neck.

He thought he would just go west, but he didn't expect that the blade reached his neck, but it didn't cut off his head.

When he raised his head, he saw Tong Qianjin staring at him fiercely:

"I asked you to stay here, why are you running away?"

"..."

The old monk didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Could it be that if you didn’t leave just now, everything would be fine?

When he was confused, he felt his shoulders tighten, and his whole body was pulled up by Tong Qianjin.

His strength is huge, and the brute force is simply beyond the power of human beings. What the old monk held for him was like a marionette. When he held it in the wind, it shook like a quilt. The old monk was sleepless and messy in the wind, and he just listened. Tong Qianjin shouted:
"I told you to run, so run again!"

"Don't run, don't run!!"

How could the old monk stand this?

Although he has great internal strength, he is fat after all, and he is really old. If he continues to toss these bones like this, he is afraid that he will fall apart.

He immediately begged for mercy:

"The hero, spare your life!!"

When Tong Qianjin heard this, he threw his hand to the ground.

Then he raised his head and looked at the sloppy man fiercely.

The sloppy man quickly waved his hand:

"I didn't run away!"

"Humph, you are quite aware of current affairs."

Tong Qianjin nodded in approval.

The sloppy man secretly wiped away a cold sweat and thought to himself that this man had not appeared in the world for several years. Could it be that he was secretly practicing martial arts?

Why did he become so great after he came out of the martial arts world?
Moreover, why did he stop this monk?
Could it be because of that little boy?
While thoughts were swirling in my mind, I heard the old monk ask anxiously:

"Tong benefactor...what do you want me to do if you let me stay here?"

Tong Qianjin was furious, but he didn't say anything for a long time.

Anger is also something that requires a burst of energy, then declines, and then exhausts itself.

His anger had no follow-up, he calmed down, and then scratched his head:

"I forgot……"

The old monk almost vomited blood.

I wanted to leave, but you didn't let me go, and beat me half to death. Why didn't you let me go, but you forgot! ?

Fortunately, this man has unparalleled martial arts skills. Although the sword strike just now was not very special, it was irresistible. If he strikes again, he will definitely not be able to bear it.

For a moment, I could only dare to be angry but dare not speak.

Just when he was sulking in his heart, he heard Tong Qianjin suddenly stamp his foot.

With a click, he left another footprint on the ground.

The boy's teeth were sore from looking at it.

These are all big white marble stones that can be easily broken into pieces. What are the origins of these people?
While he was confused, he heard Tong Qianjin laughing loudly:

"I remembered it!

"Old monk, come with me!!"

After saying that, he stepped forward, grabbed the old monk's waist, and casually lifted the fat monk with a kind face, and was carried by Tong Qianjin to the yard.

After taking only two steps, the old monk didn't wait for the wail.

Tong Qianjin looked back at the sloppy man.

The sloppy man was stunned and pointed to his nose:

"I?"

"if not?"

Tong Qianjin nodded matter-of-factly.

The sloppy man laughed dryly. He didn't want to follow, but he was a little frightened, so he had to ask:

"Then... where are we going?"

This simple question seemed to stifle Tong Qianjin again.

All the excitement on his face froze at that moment, as if he couldn't think of a suitable place to go even though he was thinking hard.

However, the boy suddenly woke up from a dream and said quickly:

"Please follow me, I have prepared a place for you."

Tong Qianjin was overjoyed:
"Good boy, you are a good person. I will protect you from now on. If anyone dares to bully you, tell me and I will tear him apart for you!!"

The boy's face turned pale when he heard this.

Judging from the strength this man showed, when he said 'tear', he really meant 'tear'! !
Immediately he didn't dare to say anything and quickly led the way.

Liuyuan has indeed prepared courtyards one after another to accommodate 'distinguished guests'.

Each small courtyard can accommodate many people.

Under the guidance of the boy, they came to a courtyard.When he opened the door, he saw a skinny Taoist priest sitting there drinking tea.

Hearing the sound of the courtyard door opening, he frowned and glanced sideways.

There were so many footsteps that he thought it was a new guest arriving, trying to squeeze in with the people in their courtyard.

As a result, his eyes landed on Tong Qianjin's eyes.

The Taoist priest glanced down and looked at the old monk who was being carried by Tong Qianjin.

At this moment, the Taoist priest felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

After he came to his senses, he suddenly stood up:
"Put the person down!!"

He has a cold temperament, an even colder voice, but his hands are quick.

Before he could finish his sentence, a cold light flashed, and the long sword was already unsheathed, reaching straight for Tong Qianjin.

However, Tong Qianjin's eyes flashed with thief, and he waved his hand, treating the old monk as a one-legged bronze man, and faced the sword head-on.

The old monk's face turned pale, and he immediately used another [Boy's Worship to Guanyin] to clamp the Taoist priest's sword, and at the same time cursed:
"Niubi, do you want to send me to see the Buddha?"

The Taoist priest was stunned, and suddenly he felt the sword in his hand being pulled by a force, and he ran forward involuntarily.

But the boy Qianjin stopped his hand, grabbed the old monk and pulled him back.

The old monk had not yet put down his worship of Guanyin, so he naturally pulled back with his long sword between his legs.

At this moment, the Taoist priest had several thoughts in his mind.

Why didn’t the old monk let go?

Oh, I didn’t react!
What should I do?Let go and throw away the sword?How to face the enemy in front of you?
If you don't let go of the sword, how can you break free from the sword's edge?

Could it be that he used his sword skills to force the old monk's hand away?
Can he still have his palm?

The human brain works extremely fast. At this moment, the Taoist priest had hundreds of thoughts.

But he was still hesitant, and at this moment, a hand reached over.

The Taoist priest snorted coldly, no longer caring about the sword's problems, and immediately sent it out with a palm.

As soon as the two palms touched, the Taoist priest's cold face turned pale, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out. Before he could fly back, Tong Qianjin's palm grabbed his front and held him firmly. Caught in the palm of your hand:
"Why did you hit me?"

Tong Qianjin's voice seemed to be filled with grievance.

The Taoist priest was caught by him and his feet were off the ground. The injury from the palm made him unable to move for a moment.

Where can I answer his words?

Tong Qianjin didn't get a response, so it didn't matter:

"Forget it. Seeing that you have good internal strength, you can come too."

He turned his eyes and saw the best room in the yard, and strode towards that room.

The sloppy man behind him followed helplessly.

But the boy nodded and bowed and said:

"Everyone has come a long way, so take a good rest first. I still have to go to the door to welcome guests."

Tong Qianjin nodded when he heard this, turned around and said to him:
"Send everyone here to me in a moment."

Why are you here?

The Taoist priest and the monk cursed in their hearts at the same time. This was obviously their first place and this is their residence!

The boy didn't know why, but he still agreed.

Then turned around and left quickly...

Tong Qianjin kicked open the door. A cold wind blew in, and the heat in the room immediately dissipated.

He threw the monk and Taoist priest aside casually.

Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the main seat:

"Sit anywhere."

The Taoist priest and the monk supported each other and helped him stand up.

The Taoist priest snorted coldly, and when he was about to speak, the monk grabbed him:
"A good monk doesn't suffer the immediate consequences. Just calm down and calm down."

The Taoist priest was stunned:
"A poor Taoist is not a monk."

"How do monks and Taoists distinguish themselves from each other?"

"Who is with your family..."

The Taoist priest became even more angry.

The monk quickly said:

"What I mean is that we are all from outside the country, so how can we distinguish each other? Let's calm down and don't be impatient... This is Tong Qianjin, and it doesn't make sense to reason."

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then frowned:
"Crazy Sword Boy Qianjin...what's going on with his martial arts?"

"Perhaps you haven't appeared in the world these past few years and are hiding in a cave in the mountains to practice hard?"

The sloppy man shook his head:
"Seeing him like this makes me want to find a place to practice hard."

"Which one are you?"

The Taoist priest looked at this sloppy man and felt that he looked familiar.

The sloppy man smiled faintly:
"Don't tell you."

"Hey!!!"

Tong Qianjin suddenly shouted loudly at this time.

Several people present turned to look at him at the same time, shrinking their necks subconsciously.

Just listen to Tong Qianjin say:
"Why is no one pouring tea for me?"

Several people looked at each other, and the sloppy man smiled:
"I'll come, I'll come."

"go away!!"

As soon as he took a step forward, he was rejected by Tong Qianjin:

"You probably haven't taken a shower in more than ten years. If I ask you to pour me tea, I might as well ask this old monk to send me to see his Buddha.

"That Taoist priest... come here and pour tea."

The Taoist priest's eyes turned cold, and he heard the old monk whispering beside him:
"Be safe and don't be impatient, be safe and don't be impatient..."

The situation is stronger than the person, and the Taoist priest knows that even if he is unwilling to do so, there is no way to reason with this bastard.

He immediately took a deep breath, slowly came to him, and poured him a cup of tea.

Of course, his expression was cold and not angry at all.

Tong Qianjin didn't care and laughed:
"Okay, okay, you're pretty sensible. You guys were just muttering to each other, don't think I didn't hear you.

"What, are you planning to appease me first, and then you can think of a solution? I'm telling you, don't think about it!
"The group of people behind the scenes have a plot to bring all of you into Liuyuan.

"In this case, I also have a plan!

"And you are the first group of people I brought here!!"

As soon as these words came out, the three people looked at each other.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk said the Buddha's name:
"Tong Donor...what do you mean?"

After saying this sentence, I heard a gust of wind. When I looked up, Tong Qianjin's big palm-like hand had already reached over.

He immediately raised his hands to resist, but how terrifying was Tong Qianjin's strength?
Together with his arm and this slap, the whole thing was blurred on his face.

The whole person spun around twice before sitting down on the ground with a plop.

He looked up at Tong Qianjin with silly eyes.

Why was he beaten again?
Just listen to Tong Qianjin shout:
"What child donor? Call me boss!"

"It's simply too much!"

Which is tolerable or unbearable? A monk can tolerate it but a Taoist priest cannot!
Seeing Tong Qianjin being so bullying, the Taoist shouted angrily and pounced on him again.

Unfortunately, the injury from the palm just now is still there, and now his hands and feet are weak. Even if he works hard, how can he be compared with Tong Qianjin?
Tong Qianjin didn't even look back, but grabbed him by the collar and squeezed his choked throat:

“I noticed that you have a very bad temper!!
"I tell you, I hate people with a bigger temper than me most in my life...

"It's true that a small tree cannot grow straight if it is not repaired, and a person cannot repair it."
"Thief Sun, watch the beating!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the big palm-like hand fell down without thinking.

The Taoist priest didn't say a word, but he was slapped a dozen times on both sides of his face.

And looking at Tong Qianjin's posture, he was going to beat him to death.

At this moment, the Taoist priest was really scared.

He stretched out his hands to protect his head and face, trying to get a chance to speak. As a result, Tong Qianjin became even more angry:
"You still dare to block? You still dare to block? I asked you to block!!"

The slap fell harder...

The Taoist priest was beaten seventy or eighty times in five ways, and his head was buzzing from the beatings. Only then was he thrown aside by Tong Qianjin.

The whole person was staring at the ceiling, his eyes straight.

"Is this a beating?"

The sloppy man looked at him blankly, then quickly clasped his fists and said to Tong Qianjin:
"Boss, what do you want us to do?"

"It's easy!"

Tong Qianjin glanced at the sloppy man with satisfaction:
"The people behind the scenes are sneaky, I want to form a clique in Liuyuan!

“Self-proclaimed as king!!!”

"what?"

The three people in the field, including the Taoist priest who was beaten stupidly, were all shocked:
"Are you going to rebel?"

"Ah? Does that mean rebellion?"

Tong Qianjin scratched his head: "I have no such plan...but I plan to dominate the world! You are all my lackeys! Hahahahahaha!!"

You are the dog! !
The three people cursed in their hearts at the same time, but they dared not say anything in anger.

(End of this chapter)