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Chapter 221

Secret techniques and secret techniques, which can be used by ordinary people, will naturally cause great damage to one's body.

Like Chen Aozhi in the past, Monk Guangming is nearby. Although his Buddhist secrets are upright and upright, it is a hard condition that the meridians cannot bear the load of internal force.

After the first glimpse of supernatural powers, Monk Guangming's complexion quickly deteriorated, and he no longer had the aura of sunshine and rainbow before.

Leaning on his Zen stick, he was vomiting a mouthful of blood, his bald head was reflecting light in the sun, the green-robed scorpion veteran took the tragedy into his eyes, even though he himself was in this situation, he was still talking loudly, He shouted: "Monk, your cultivation can be regarded as abolished."

"Since you, there is really no one in Nianfozong!"

The old guy smiled wildly, and there was a hint of a villain's success in it.

Guangming wanted to smash the green-robed old man to death with a Zen stick, but he was already extremely weak, he couldn't lift his hands to his shoulders and couldn't resist, he staggered and seemed to be unable to stand still.

The poisonous scorpions that had been dispelled by him came back in green, Guangming gritted his teeth to hold on, but his feet were weak and he couldn't stop falling.

An arm was around him.

The monk looked up, and saw Chu Sheng's calm eyes, under which the blue waves were turbulent.

"I'll kill him for you!" Chu Sheng's eyes fell on the green-robed old man, and he spit out a few murderous words.

Guangming wanted to speak, but Chu Sheng stopped him by shaking his head.

"Monk, it's better for you to do less crimes." The young man spoke in a calm manner, spreading his light and driving forward, driving away the poisonous scorpions around him.

It's only five or six steps away, and it arrives in an instant.

On the other hand, the green-robed people were also held back by the crowd. This time, the green-robed old man was helpless, kneeling on the ground.

He was standing on the Yae Mountain at that time, and Guangming took a picture of him with a Buddhist big handprint, which not only broke his arms.Yaeyama walked away in pain, and was leading him a short distance before he fell to the ground, and his leg bones were also broken by the Gang Qi.

After all, the old Jianghu is an old Jianghu, and he is in such severe pain, but he still smiles happily on his face.

His poison kung fu has really been practiced to the point of proficiency, a pair of old eyes seem to have a green light, staring at Chu Sheng wandering around, it is really a bit intrusive.

"Boy, are you here to kill me?" The green robe smiled handsomely, and his words were full of sarcasm, "Small boy, should I praise you for not being afraid of tigers and wolves, or sigh for your ignorance?"

Chu Sheng stopped, the murderous intention on his face could no longer be concealed.

The edge of the sword trembled, and the stellar energy hit the sword body, and there seemed to be a thin white light that seemed to have not yet appeared.

"Tiantai Temple, was slaughtered by you?"

"It's me!" the old man exclaimed cheerfully: "I have a nest of bald donkeys, and I will kill one of them and leave no one behind! What a treat!"

"When I was in the Five Poison Sect, I have never killed so happily! This battle at Tiantai Temple has comforted me for the rest of my life!"

Clenching his teeth, Chu Sheng asked again, "Where are the innocents?"

"Innocent?" The green-robed old man seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and squinted at the kid in front of him, "You mean the other sects under the jurisdiction of Tiantai Temple?"

"Kill! Kill them all! Kill all those who are with those bald donkeys!"

Seeing that the murderous intent on Chu Sheng's face had increased a bit, the green-robed old man laughed and said, "But of course, I don't need to do it myself for those bastards."

He suddenly laughed out loud, and sarcastically said: "Could it be that there is your yellow-haired boy's concubine in there?"

"I said that you are not inferior to that monk, no matter how fierce your killing intent is, that's why!"

It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are also good; but there are always some evil people, the evil is rooted in the deepest, no matter how long it takes, they will never look back and repent.

In front of Jianfeng, the old guy was calm and composed, talking non-stop.

If you use one word to describe it, Chu Sheng is really furious at this moment, with murderous intent in his heart, and his mind is blank.

When he moved his finger and was about to swing his sword, the green-robed old man seemed to have noticed it a long time ago. Suddenly his voice changed, and he fixed his gaze on Chu Sheng with a treacherous smile on his face.

"You can't kill me!"

"You can go down to Jiuquan to say this!" Chu Sheng did not hesitate, slashing the Changle sword horizontally in his hand, and slashed at the old immortal's neck.

"puff!"

The old guy's cheeks puffed up at some point, and suddenly a green light shot out from his mouth.

Although Chu Sheng was distracted by the words of the green-robed Xie Lao, after all, he still has some real kung fu in his hands. Seeing it immediately, he folded the Changle Sword in his hand to block the green light.

Taking a closer look, it was a green three-inch scorpion. At this moment, its six limbs were tightly grasping the blade of the sword, and a pair of clawed hands pointed at Chu Shengyao to show off its might.

When encountering such a thing suddenly, most people would instinctively throw it away, like Chu Sheng, who immediately swung his sword and wanted to throw the little poison away.

But when Chu Sheng exerted his strength, the six limbs of the three-inch green scorpion had already charged up, and they had an indescribable speed. In a flash, the little poison had jumped onto the hilt of the sword, and with a flick of the tail hook, it was embedded in the flesh and blood of his right hand.

Almost instantly, Chu Sheng's entire right arm became numb. Just as he was about to yell "No", it seemed that he couldn't speak, and his saliva flowed straight out.

Before everyone could react, the green-robed old man was already grinning, and shouted at the little poison: "Scorpion, come back quickly, come back quickly."

Chu Sheng couldn't stand up any longer, and fell back like a plaster cast. Several people rushed forward, and the little poisonous thing pulled out its tail, flicked it at everyone, and rushed down to the ground in an instant. The old green robe jumped out of his mouth.

The shabby old man there had always been watching with cold eyes, but now he couldn't help but sighed, rolled his eyes, and stretched out an index finger to poke into his nostril.

"Yellow-haired boy. The old man accepted your invitation to take a seat, so I have the right to return it to you."

Between words, he Shi Shiran took out an indescribable thing from his nostrils, and he flicked it casually.

All of a sudden, the three-inch green scorpion was already clawing at the protruding tongue of the old green robe with its pair of pincers, but there was a sudden pause, and with a "pop", it fell to the ground, its six limbs trembled, and It's dead.

"Xie'er!?" The old man in green robe was dumbfounded, he really didn't notice any problem, but his own green scorpion suddenly ascended to the west sky, how could this be acceptable! ?
Regardless of whether he could accept it or not, suddenly a big foot stepped on the three-inch green scorpion, the juice exploded, and it was really dead right now.

"You..." the green robe was so old-fashioned that he almost vomited blood. Even though he was beaten into such a dog by Guangming's secret method, the old guy was always smiling and calm, but this person almost jumped.

Naturally, he couldn't jump on his feet, so the visitor didn't hesitate, and raised his knife to chop off his neck.

"You can't kill me!" The green-robed old man was still full of confidence, staring at him fiercely, and cursed endlessly.

"In the future, I will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces, and smash your bones into ashes!"

Yuan Fang snorted coldly, his hands didn't stop at all, and when he slashed with the long knife, he wanted to chop off the old guy's dog's head.

"clang!"

Another thing suddenly came from the forest, and it folded the long sword with the qi, causing half of Yuan Fang's body to tremble numbly, while the inner qi was turbulent, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his body was ruthless It smashed into the distance.

The dilapidated old man sitting on the bench couldn't continue to eat and drink after all, so he couldn't help stretching his neck and looking towards the other place.

"Everyone, how can you kill an old man? It's not a good name to spread it out."

The voice fluctuated from far to near, one moment it was still resounding in the forest, the next moment it was already near everyone.

Yuan Fang snorted, his expression was inexplicably horrified, and his eyes couldn't help falling on something beside him.

one leaf.

An ordinary fallen leaf is no different from thousands of fallen leaves in the forest.

If this fallen leaf hadn't hurt him.

With such methods, he has only seen one person with such supernatural powers.

His master, Zhuge Chusheng.

He looked up and saw a person who had been standing not far away from everyone, looking at him with a smile on his face.

That's Mr. Pianpian, with a face like a crown of jade, like a jade tree facing the wind.

The young master has his right hand behind his back, and his left hand is holding a white paper fan and slowly fanning it.

The paper fan was clearly just a show off. In fact, as soon as he came, everyone felt as if a cool breeze was approaching, and even the midsummer irritability was greatly reduced.

The people in charge here are Guangming and Yuan Fang, both of them are injured.

But it wasn't the two of them, and no one else had the guts to face this worldly young man who behaved like a ghost.

Yuan Fang didn't see it for a while, but the people nearby could see it clearly. Their intuition blurred, and there was a person standing in front of them.

It would be extremely scary if this matter was placed in front of anyone, let alone how could anyone gain any confidence.

Everyone in green robe retreated and gathered behind the young master.

The old man in green robe was like a dog whose legs had been broken, now he saw his master coming, he immediately barked.

The man gave the old man in the green robe an indifferent look, and the latter immediately died down.

This old guy is obviously a person with good eyesight. Naturally, he shouted fiercely in front of Chu Sheng and others, but he also knew who his master was.

Even though he barks at the world, it is fine, but with a hundred guts, he dare not bark at his master.

Moreover, this task was entrusted to him, and he was considered a master of the rivers and lakes, so he was beaten into such a state by a group of boys, which obviously made the young man unhappy.

He dared not call again.

The visitor held a fan in a salute with great grace, and his smile was extremely gentle, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

"Excuse me, but I'm here to find this old dog." His words were not polite, and the green robe always had no temper at all.

Yuan Fang and Guang Ming looked at each other, their hearts were pounding, but they had to stand up.

"This green-robed scorpion boss can also be handed over to Your Excellency. But the antidote has to be given to me."

Both of them have city knowledge and will not act recklessly.

Obviously, this person showed his skills far away, and they were no longer at the level they could reach. If they were really deceived by lard, and they didn't know what to say and said that they shouldn't take this old guy away, then they would really be looking for their own death.

In the past, they didn't care about it, they just asked for this small condition, and they also controlled this medium.

The green-robed old man chuckled and said, "That child with no hair at all has been hit by 'three-inch heart piercing'. There is no cure in the world!"

But after saying this sentence, bitterness suddenly appeared on his face again, just thinking of the three-inch green scorpion that he spent all his life and energy to raise, but was trampled into a scorpion cake by someone, and died. That's a miserable one.

Thinking of this, he felt resentful, and shouted again: "You are you, if you kill me Xie'er, you must pay with your life!"

The young master frowned slightly when he heard that, his eyes lightly fell on the old man in green robe, who suddenly became excited.

"Fifty in the palm of your hand."

After saying this, the old man in the green robe really turned green.

No matter how you put it, he is an old man after all, so he wants to slap himself in the face in front of a group of boys. Where should he put his old face? I'm afraid he will be thrown into the dust and stepped on. foot.

But it was obvious that this young man had a great deterrent effect on him, even though he was extremely unwilling in his heart, under the threat of that gaze, he still had to lower his head and slap his old face once and for all.

If they were just ordinary bystanders, they would laugh with tears in their eyes.

But now everyone is on the opposite side of the young master, and it's hard to show half a smile on this side, but each heart is beating like a drum.

"I just took in this old dog not long ago, so it's inevitable that some training was not appropriate." The young man smiled and apologized.

"As for the antidote you mentioned. I think there is no need to bother."

Yuan Fang's back was already dripping with sweat, and he asked bravely, "How did you say that?"

"Hmm..." Folding the white paper fan in his hand, the young master tapped his palm again and again, pretending to think carefully, then suddenly raised his head and grinned.

"Because you all have to go to Huangquan for a while, it's just a moment earlier, so don't worry about it."

Everyone was terrified.

The dilapidated old man raised his eyebrows with a half-smile. Hearing the meaning of this person, doesn't he include me as an old man?

He secretly said in his heart: Let me, an old man, figure out who you are.

Hmm. Do the math again, how will this person end up?
I don't see how complicated it is for him to do divination, but he just looked up at the round of daylight, and did a little calculation with his fingers, and he suddenly had the result in his heart.

Neither the monk nor the righteous prisoner died here.

That son, the fortune is unclear, the secret is unknown.

This was normal, and the old Taoist didn't find it surprising.

It is enough to predict God's will, and he is not the only one who conceals the heaven's secrets.

The young master made a move at first, but he was not half a step above the dharma body, maybe he had stabilized in the realm of dharma body.

Judging by his age, one can tell that there is someone behind him, and he should also be a guy with all-powerful abilities.

Even so, he has some information.

His surname is Zhao.

recalculate that kid
The old Taoist let out a light snort, the indecency on his face suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help sitting up straight.

He couldn't figure anything out.

It is nothing.

His whole life can be regarded as the whole world, as big as the prosperity of the dynasty, determined by the dragon veins;

Some of them he could figure out, some he couldn't figure out, but even if he couldn't figure out, it was still enough to get some scaly claws, and what he saw was a fog and chaos.

But there is no blank space.

It is impossible for people in this world to have no corresponding secrets.

Even a person whose martial arts have reached the skyline has a corresponding destiny.

Even today, there is still an aura of Mu Mu falling into the dragon.

White is emptiness, nothingness, non-existence.

This person exists, but why is the secret not there?

The old man couldn't figure it out, he blinked at Chu Sheng who was already breathing weakly, and couldn't help clicking his lips.

Let's count the others.

How should this end?
Neither Guangming nor Yuan Fang died here, so it should have happened to him?
He squinted his eyes and pinched his fingers, suddenly smiled, and turned his eyes to the dense forest again.

The guy, who was almost never on time, was always late, or on his way.

(End of this chapter)