The most arrogant of the heavens

Chapter 30 Men Should Inherit Traditional Crafts

"Brother Xiahou, you fought with me for seven years. You lost for seven years. You are very patient. You will follow me wherever I hide." Yan Chixia still respected this man.

Brother Xiahou in front of him is quite upright.

Those people who met Ning Caichen's killing at the beginning of the chapter were also bandits.Killing them is more than enough.

This is somewhat similar to Yan Chixia who killed the bandits back then.

At this moment, the scholar Ning Caichen, who was watching the bustle, seemed a little restless.

He met Brother Xiahou during the day, and the way the other party killed without blinking an eye directly made him vomit.

And Ning Caichen's expression of eating steamed buns is still trending.

So my first impression of brother Xiahou was not very good.

"Yan Chixia, I didn't expect your sword to be so sharp during the time you were in Lanruo Temple." Brother Xiahou
Yan Chixia shook her head and smiled: "No, it's just that you wasted your youth, were too ambitious, and didn't seek to make progress. You wasted all your time chasing fame and fortune for the sake of the world's number one sword. I will give you the number one in the world." ,what else do you want."

"I want to win you!"

After saying that, Brother Xiahou's sword suddenly trembled, and stabbed Ning Caichen right next to him.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia flung it away with a backhanded sword.

The two actually used Ning Caichen as a "platform", attacking and defending, stabbing and protecting.

Ning Caichen: I was so scared at the time that I didn't dare to move.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the cold light is shining everywhere.

Finally, after a "chi la", brother Xia Hou took two steps back, his face full of anger and unwillingness!

This time he lost again!
"Your sword's edge is too bright, your intentions are not right, your mind is unsteady, and you are too irritable, so although you draw your sword quickly! Sooner or later, you will miss a flaw!" Yan Chixia said after a while.

Brother Xiahou was so angry that he said angrily: "Yan Chixia, I came to compete with you, not to listen to your preaching."

After all, the long sword in his hand was about to chop down, and he would never die.

Ning Caichen was so frightened that he yelled, "Wait! I said wait. Yan Chixia is right, you should accept it with an open mind. Only in this way can there be room for improvement. The swordsmanship has been cultivated to the extreme, and if you continue to practice, it will be the mentality. "

Yan Chixia on the side nodded continuously, "This scholar is right. Take a look, even a scholar is more enlightened than you. Even if you are number one in the world, you will not be able to sit still."

Brother Xiahou was so angry that the long sword in his hand shook again.

Ning Caichen yelled again: "Wait! Yan Chixia, I want to talk about you too. As the saying goes, let it go, and accept it when you see it. You have already won him, and you beat him like this. Of course he will lose face."

Yan Chixia: "You..."

Ning Caichen tremblingly said: "Listen to me, swords can't solve problems, only mutual sincerity can move each other, the universe is infinite, true love is eternal... (original lines)"

This scholar is so wordy...

Brother Xiahou snorted coldly when he saw this, put away his long sword and walked out of Lanruo Temple.

Originally, he wanted to fight with Yan Chixia, but he happened to meet a meddling scholar.

He is also an extremely verbose scholar.

It felt like a hundred flies buzzing.

After Brother Xiahou left, Ning Caichen said again: "See, he has enlightened, how about you, Yan Chixia? If you think about it clearly, I can sort it out for you..."

Yan Chixia gave this guy a blank look, "You are so annoying."

Ning Caichen spread his hands and said, "I'm not bothered, everyone is reasonable. If you think it's reasonable, I'll tell you, if you don't think it's reasonable, let's discuss it..."

Yan Chixia almost drew her sword, but held back and said, "Shut up, what are you doing here?"

Ning Caichen looked at Lanruo Temple, "I'm here to stay."

"Here comes another desperate one. Lanruo Temple is not a place for you to stay. Hurry up and get out of here with Xiahou Swordsman."

During the day, Ning Caichen was so frightened by Brother Xiahou's crazy beheading, how could he dare to be with him.

Although Yan Chixia looked a bit more vicious, she was still a Taoist priest and a monk.

In contrast, Ning Caichen is more willing to be with Yan Chixia.

……

Beside the stream three miles away from Lanruo Temple
Brother Xiahou was washing the wound with stream water.

He looked at the open wound on his arm with a serious expression.

His serious face was not because of the pain, but because of the depression in his heart, why he couldn't win against Yan Chixia.

Staring intently at the water.

"Whoa~"

A beautiful figure emerged from the water.

Brother Xiahou stared blankly, and couldn't help but be bewildered.

This woman is so damn good looking.

Brother Xia Hou dropped the blood cloth in his hand, stood up and walked towards the woman.

And the woman's eyes did not avoid the slightest, looking straight at each other.

dry firewood

thunder and fire

Something indescribable is about to happen to the lonely man and the widow.

"Ani Tuofo. Donor, why do you touch yourself at night?"

Brother Xiahou only heard a man's voice coming from behind him, but when he turned around, he saw a young monk.

"Monk? Come on, don't disturb my good business."

"Good thing? What's your good thing? I only see you touching yourself with your hands."

Do you want to warm up before carrying forward the "traditional craftsmanship".

Brother Xiahou frowned, and now he found that his hands were empty.

The beauty I saw just now...

nobody.

what happened! !
"The benefactor is careful to catch a cold at night. You can wear clothes for some things. This place is not suitable for a long time. Let's go."

Brother Xiahou was furious, it must be because the monk appeared that the woman dived away.

"Smelly monk, spoil my good deeds. It's just time for you to vent your anger." Brother Xiahou strode towards the shore.

He punched the monk's face down.

The monk smiled slightly, and stopped when his fist was one finger away from him.

Brother Xiahou hesitated, "You monk..."

Fa Hai smiled slightly, and moved away the opponent's fist with one finger, "Please leave, there are monsters haunting this place."

Brother Xiahou recovered from the shock.

This monk is so powerful that he stopped himself with one finger.

Much stronger than Yan Chixia.

if……

If I could worship him as my master, wouldn't it be easy to defeat Yan Chixia.

Brother Xia Hou blocked Fa Hai's way, "Master, your magic power is boundless, can you accept me as your apprentice?"

Fahai left and said, "The fate between you and me is over. Meeting is the cause, and admonishment is the effect. The cause and effect are over, and there is no more fate."

How could Brother Xiahou easily let go of this opportunity, and immediately knelt down, "Master, I only ask you to teach me two moves, which will improve my swordsmanship."

Fahai didn't look back, and walked into the darkness.

It didn't take long to take Fahai away.

The beautiful figure in the water reappeared.

The gentle face appeared in front of brother Xiahou, and the other party immediately forgot about the apprenticeship.

"You're still here."

"I've always been here." The woman smiled softly.

Brother Xiahou stood up and walked towards the woman...

In the dark night, the woman's feet trembled.

The crisp sound echoed in the night.

The ground behind him began to squirm, and a huge [-]-meter tongue burrowed towards the ground.

Brother Xia Hou heard a voice behind him and suddenly turned his head to look.

Suddenly, a sea bowl covered his face.

"Bah! Who is it!" Brother Xiahou pulled out the bowl.

It was found that this was the "bowl" used by monks for alms.

I saw a young monk in front of him, holding a wriggling super long tongue in his hand.

Brother Xiahou was drooling, his whole body was cold, what the hell, damn it! ! !
wrong,

Bewitched!
　I'm still on my knees, and I'm still staring at you without a recommendation ticket.

　　


(End of this chapter)