Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 167 Another gift, red eyes and exercises

"It's agreed to just step on the spot, why are you looking at the old monk for nothing?"

On the Jinshui bridge of Qinglong Canal, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe asked angrily.

In his right hand he held a refined iron folding fan with a cold light, and his left hand was hidden in his sleeve.

The temples are slightly white, appearing elegant and easy-going.

Just based on his appearance, he is definitely not a murderous and ruthless character.

"Look what's wrong with him? According to the information given by He Yunchou, at best, it is a four realms that open up the sea of ​​​​qi and condense the true astral. It has never had the ability to perceive the autumn wind before it is moved.

And when I looked from a distance, the old monk's energy and blood were weak, he was almost gone, his eyes were cloudy, he didn't look like a master! "

The tall and thin Tie Youlong glanced sideways, and retorted not to be outdone.

He is conceited that he has excellent lightness skills, and is good at concealing his figure and restraining his breath.

In the rivers and lakes, he got a famous nickname of "Walk alone without a trace".

"The old monk turned his head for the last time, and if he tried to scare the snake, it would be very difficult to lure him out of the city.

Moreover, among the Buddhist sects, there are masters who practice the dharma body and do not pay attention to the physical body.

The more ugly it is, the more vigilant it is. "

The poisonous hand scholar Zhang Xu'ao narrowed his eyes, revealing the meaning of thinking.

"Poor, I think you are too timid.

The old monk just killed a martial artist who exchanged blood from the three realms, so what's the big deal?There's no need to be afraid of being like this! "

Tie Youlong snorted heavily, he and Zhang Xu'ao are both in the three realms of exchanging blood.

One person casts the Tibetan-flow dharma body, and the other casts the hundred-poison dharma body.

The former controls the atmosphere, invisible and invisible.

The latter refines poison like a Gu, accumulating flesh and blood.

The properties are different, but they are all extremely powerful.

Only in this way can he be able to roam the rivers and lakes for more than ten years and earn a deep position in the top three of the black list.

"The scholar is right, be careful."

A hoarse voice interrupted the dispute between the two.

Tie Youlong and Zhang Xuao turned off the flames instantly.

After all, he faced Xian Yuchou, the leader of the gangster, the Crow General.

The two of them can only be regarded as juniors.

Whether it is age or martial arts.

The opponent is far superior.

In fact, the reason why Tie Youlong and Zhang Xuao agreed.

Part of it was also because He Yunchou asked General Shen Yuchou to move Shen Yuchou.

The two want to see his famous stunt, the dragon and tiger thunderbolt, which is unique in the world.

It is said that this is the violent gunpowder that can injure the master.

Use the secret method to melt into the lungs and viscera.

When confronting the enemy, make a hum-ha sound.

It has unparalleled attacking power.

"The old monk... is a bit tricky."

Xian Yuchou was wrapped in a long gray robe, covering his head and face as if suffering from leprosy.

The voice is hoarse like an old crow, revealing harsh meaning.

"What do you say? Mr. Xian saw his tricks?"

Tie Youlong's heart trembled, and he couldn't help becoming nervous.

"No, but his body is decaying, as if he is dying, and it is completely impossible to see that he is a master of the four realms... There are only two possibilities.

Either this old monk has suffered a secret injury and ruined his foundation, so he has to lock his blood into his body and suppress himself;
Or it is a virtuous and eminent monk who has cultivated the dharma body to the mysterious level of permanent residence in the great world.

To achieve the so-called "real person does not show his face", it is difficult for the naked eye to see through it. "

Divine Crow General Xian Yuchou guessed.

"If it's the second type, then I'm afraid this person's martial arts attainments are not inferior to mine, and we need the three of us to work together.

The price of this business has to be recalculated, He Yunchou has to add..."

Tapping.

It was cool and foggy.

Straw sandals step on the bluestone slab.

Footsteps from far to near.

all of a sudden.

The three of them looked at each other in blank amazement.

"Impossible! When I left, I specially sprinkled coloring powder, which is enough to cover up our breath! Even if this bald donkey has a dog's nose..."

Tie Youlong, who had disappeared without a trace, widened his eyes and flashed obvious surprise.

"Everyone in the rivers and lakes says that you are a lone traveler, and you cannot be tracked down by the gods of the six sects.

But now it's a big somersault, it's really funny! "

The poisonous scholar held his folding fan and snorted softly.

"Poor, don't be crazy!
In my opinion, if the old monk dared to come here alone, he would just kill him here!
With our skills, we can kill him before we alert the patrolling soldiers! "

Tie Youlong was born thin, with a murderous look in his chest.

He raised his eyes to look at the pitch-black night that shrouded the surrounding area, and a hunched figure loomed amidst the surging mist.

"You're crazy, I'm not.

This is the inner city, at the foot of the saint.

If we are targeted by the government, where can we go? "

The poisonous scholar is very cautious, the place with the most great masters in the world is Tianjing.

Not to mention anything else, only Tan Wenying from the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, Qin Tianjian Zheng, who can't see the head of the dragon, and Ying Duzhu, the Dharma protector who retreats for Jing Pilgrim.

It is enough to look down on the world and rank among the top.

Not to mention the Confucian sages in the cabinet, the second-rank officials of the six ministries of the current dynasty, and the reclusive old immortals in the imperial city.

Therefore, the Jianghu people are the least willing to come to Daming Mansion, and regard it as a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

When people are outside, they can still run away if they violate the laws and regulations of the Jing Dynasty.

Entering Tianjing, most of the time it is because the sky should not be called the earth is not working, and they will be caught without a fight.

"You really are the older you get, the less timid you are. Now that the curfew is approaching, there are no pedestrians, no officers and soldiers!

Now that the thief and the bald donkey have noticed, if he doesn't kill him now, when will he have to wait? ! "

Tie Youlong pulled out a long sword made of nephrite jade and steel from his waist. This material is rigid and flexible, and its toughness is extremely amazing.

"You Ying Wu Ting is right, the matter has come to an end, let's kill the old monk quickly.

Anyway, He Yunchou won the leading position in the three-and-a-half hall, and with his protection, he should be safe. "

General Shen Yuchou was wrapped in that gray robe, and there were two lights in his eyes.

"Tie Youlong go to fight first, to find out the truth, scholar, look for an opportunity to use poison.

I will be on the sidelines, as long as I catch the momentary flaw, I can use the Dragon Tiger Thunderbolt. "

Hearing what General Shen Crow said, Zhang Xu'ao, a poisonous scholar, could only nod in agreement.

The three of them are all veterans who have been famous for a long time. Once they decide to attack together, they will each take out their weapons.

Tread.

The footsteps are getting closer.

The thin and old monk with flesh and bones slowly walked out of the mist.

Holding the broken bowl in his hand, he stared at the three of them with cloudy eyes, and said:

"Amitabha, I came here to ask, what are the benefactors doing, why are you lingering in front of my apprentice's house?"

Tie Youlong shook the soft sword in his palm, sneered and said:
"The road is facing the sky, each side walks, who stipulated that no one is allowed to pass by your apprentice's house?"

The poisonous scholar Zhang Xuao smiled elegantly, and echoed:
"Master is really domineering, the long street is so wide, carriages can pass, pedestrians can walk, why can't we stop?"

The Jinshui Bridge leads to the Qinglong Canal, and the breath of the three people on the bridge is dignified, either light or obscure or heavy.

As the breathing and exhalation become one, a great pressure is gradually produced.

At this time, the heavy rain had just stopped, and the fog was humid and cold.

As if being pulled, it quietly folded into shape.

Then, like a wave, it pushed towards the lonely old monk.

"My old man never fights with animals, pigs and dogs to discuss the way of Zen.

You are a lone thief, the blood on your hands is so thick that it turns black, it can be seen that you have done a lot of evil and killed countless people.

As for your poison kung fu practice, you followed Miao Jiang's way of cultivating Gu, so you don't need to say more about harming living beings.

The benefactor in the gray robe looks like a descendant of Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, but his sword is slanted,
Combining the Daomen's method of blowing air and making sound with thunder and fire, people are not human, and ghosts are not ghosts.

Losing the big because of a small one, it is unwise to abandon the basic and chase the last. "

The killing monk's eyes were dim, but extremely sharp.

Slowly sweeping over Tie, Zhang, and Xian, he pointed out all the details of the three of them with a few words.

"The old monk has some skills, no wonder he dared to offend the Duke of Liang."

The poisonous hand scholar Zhang Xu'ao was startled, he held the fine iron folding fan and smiled.

"As long as you explain the reason and the situation clearly, if you have nothing to do with the old monk's apprentice, you can leave on your own.

There are so many villains, murderers, villains, and treacherous people in the world, even if the Buddha fell into a demon, he would never be able to kill them all.

In the past two years, the old monk tried his best to restrain himself, and it is best not to kill.

So, don't mind meddling. "

The killing monk showed compassion and sighed.

The layers of turbulent mist like white waves hit the old monk's body, just like the river hitting a rock.

It exploded into balls of chill, and gradually dissipated.

The expressions of the three people who had originally agreed to encircle and go up changed, and they all shouted:

"Go!"

Without a trace, Tie Youlong took a decisive step.

It's just that it's not going forward, but twisting back.

The Poison Scholar Zhang Xu's tongue burst into spring thunder, and he spit out a puff of black smoke, which contained hundreds of highly poisonous substances.

After that, he moved around, trying to jump off the Jinshui Bridge.

General Shen Yuchou reacted faster than these two people, opened his hemp robe and shook his hands, two extremely powerful dragon and tiger thunderbolts were thrown out like lead pellets.

Then he took advantage of his strength to fly into the air, like a lone crane crossing the clouds.

Step on the pier and rush to the distance.

All of a sudden, the three of them wanted to escape!
Like frightened birds and beasts, flying in all directions!

"He Yunchou, the dog day! Fuck the master of the four realms! This mother is obviously a master who is about to break through the sky!"

Xian Yuchou cursed frantically.

Completely lost the mighty prestige of General Shen Crow.

He united Tie Youlong and Zhang Xu'ao just now, and the three people's aura was secretly formed into a net, scattered into the surging mist.

Push it over, trying to suppress one end in momentum first.

But the "fog" that was enough to crush the blood-changing three realms into a pulp and make the Qihai four realms take it seriously was blown away!

Grandmaster's location world!
Xian Yuchou was terrified on the spot.

Are they going to make an enemy of a Buddhist master?
Isn't that sending you to death!
The three veterans lost their fighting spirit in an instant, turned around and left.

just.

Too late.

Slaughtering Monk took a step under his feet, striding fifty steps as if shrinking the ground into an inch.

Those two dragon and tiger thunderbolts with thunder and gunpowder inside came to fight head-on.

He opened his left hand, and took it into his palm as if he was engulfing a great thousand.

"Bang bang" two muffled sounds, the pili suddenly collided and exploded instantly, but there was no surprising movement as expected.

Like a small section of firecrackers, its power is beyond appearance.

Xian Yuchou, who glanced back at this scene, was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was a dragon and tiger who blasted mountains and rocks, how could he be at this level?

Practice horizontally?Golden body?
The killing monk opened his mouth to inhale again, and the billowing black smoke that turned flesh and blood into pus all entered his stomach.

The person is safe and sound.

"It's all here, just let the old monk save you, and relieve all the benefactors from the toil and suffering in the world."

The killing monk has a kind face, an easy-going and friendly smile, and a gentle and gentle voice.
It fell into the eyes and ears of the three of them, like a death talisman from Lord Hades.

……

……

Golden Wind and Drizzle Building, in the courtyard of Phoenix Terrace.

"call!"

At dawn, Ji Yuan opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

Subconsciously seeing that the robe on his body didn't show signs of flapping, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In turn, he felt that this reaction was not right.

What am I afraid of?
It won't be a disadvantage!
Look in the blink of an eye.

Qin Wugou slept with his clothes on, leaning on the soft couch in the main hall.

Breathing evenly, obviously not awake.

Last night, the two chatted until late at night, thinking that the curfew time had come.

He didn't go home and stayed in the courtyard.

"It's even harder to explain now. Fortunately, Cheng Qianhu is trustworthy and should keep his mouth shut."

Ji Yuan thought to himself.

He looked at the pale golden light falling from the window.

A pair of eyes suddenly itched so much that people wanted to rub them hard.

After a moment of patience, his pupils turned red slightly.

Immediately afterwards, lines of writing appeared inexplicably in his eyes.

【Fifth Qi Meridian】

【42 days】

【Three realms of blood exchange】

[260 seven days]

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