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Sima Zhi appeared on the island, and actually bowed with his hands, and then pulled out a red rope from his clothes.

Look carefully, it doesn't look like an ordinary rope, but a long rope, one end held in the hand, slowly flying out from the lapel... It's so long, it's dozens of meters! How could it possibly fit in the clothes?

Sima Zhi opened his mouth and explained: "This magic weapon is special. With my cultivation level, it can be spread out for a hundred meters, but its power is exhausted. Thirty meters is the most convenient! It has the magic of trapping, and it will be bound when touched. Fellow Taoist, be careful!"

He made it clear before taking action, which was both magnanimous and goodwill. In fact, without his introduction, Hua Zhenxing had already received Old Man Yang's spiritual message and learned the details of this magic weapon.

This rope is called Qilin Suo, and almost no contemporary Dingfengtan disciple has ever seen it. It is said that the ancestor used it to tie Mo Qilin, and later it became Mo Qilin's personal weapon.

The Qilin Cord was like a long whip. After Sima Zhi finished speaking, the tip of the whip finally flew out of the lapel of his clothes. He had just said that it was most convenient to use it when it was spread out about thirty meters, but now he unfolded the Qilin Cord to more than fifty meters.

Because the distance between his Genhua Zhenxing is only forty meters, which is too short to reach.

Sima Zhi shook his hand in faith, and the Qilin Suo finally came towards Hua Zhenxing's head. Hua Zhenxing also flicked his wrist, and a long, sharpened wooden stick appeared in his hand. The Shenyin Spear transformed into the most convenient form of Hua Zhenxing, which was more than four meters long. It hit the tip of the whip with a single stroke of luck.

Then the sound coming from the island was like setting off firecrackers during the New Year. Sima Zhi walked forward waving his long whip. The length of the whip was getting shorter and shorter, gradually shrinking to about thirty meters. The whip shadow was like numbness and struck around Hua Zhenxing's body. Time and time again, the Shenyin Spear was picked, poked, smashed, or collapsed, but it never reached him.

In addition to the intensive clashing sounds, there was also the sound of whining wind, which was the vibration of the air caused by the dancing whip.

The more Hua Zhenxing fought, the more strange he felt. This unicorn rope was different from ordinary magic weapons. It could be extended to dozens of meters long, but it didn't have any magical changes like ordinary magic. If it couldn't be broken apart, it could only be opened with magic power. It was the object itself.

In the pavilion on the bridge, Mo Shangtong also showed a very interested look, and said thoughtfully: "This thing looks like a divine weapon but not a divine weapon."

Ke Mengchao: "I'm not very good at these, but I can also see that it can change with the form and spirit, but there is only one change, and it is not an invisible weapon."

Old Man Yang nodded and said: "Yes, it is a tangible whip. It was probably used by the founder of Dingfengtan to whip Mo Qilin."

Mo Shangtong: "It reminds me of the legendary fairy rope."

Old Man Yang: "It's far from the best. It's not as good as Zhengyi's demon blocking rope."

Mo Shangtong: "Isn't the demon rope used to tie dogs?"

Yang Tehong: "Not only for tying dogs, but also for tying dragons."

Mo Shangtong: "If you want to block the demon rope and seize the dragon, you have to wear a beast-locking ring. If you want to use the two magic weapons at the same time, you must at least be in the ninth level. Although this Qilin rope is not good, it does not have high requirements for the wielder. ."

Yang Tehong: "Actually, the requirements are quite high. Sima Zhui can only barely activate the Qilin Cable. If he can't touch Xiaohua, he won't be able to use the magic of lock control. It's just a long whip."

Mo Shangtong: "It's really not a divine weapon, it's just a little bit worse."

Yang Tehong: "It's just a little bit different, but it's completely different. I guess the founder of Dingfengtan wanted to refine it into a magical weapon, but failed. Fortunately, the magic weapon was not damaged, so this thing was left behind."

Ke Mengchao: "How can a divine weapon be so easy to make!"

Mo Shangtong: "Lao Yang, Xiaohua, do you know that the cane you used to beat him since childhood is a magical weapon? Xiao Ke and I have also used it, spanking him with the divine cane!"

Yang Tehong drank a glass of wine with a smile: "Now that I think about it, I feel a bit cruel."

Ke Mengchao said seriously: "I think Lao Yang is not strict enough with his children!"

Mo Shangtong: "That divine vine blow can be used to refine the body, as long as you use great magic power to refine the essence at the same time."

Ke Mengchao: "No wonder Xiaohua howled so loudly every time he was beaten, which made his ears buzz. That was the gourd vine planted by Taozu!"

Old Man Yang's expression seemed to be showing off, but his tone was very humble. He waved his hand and said: "It's either the gourd vine or the golden bell flower vine. You are all wrong."

Mo Shangtong: "You never said that before!"

Old Man Yang: "I thought with your Master Mo's eyesight, you could tell the difference at a glance."

Mo Shangtong: "They've all been trained into magical weapons. How can I recognize them?"

Mo Shangtong: "Let's get down to business, there's still a fight over there!"

Ke Mengchao: "Who took the topic astray?"

Yang Tehong: "Watch the children playing with sticks while we drink!"

The three old men were drinking wine, and old man Yang suddenly snorted again.

This voice resounded in Sima Zhi's soul, and Sima Zhi was startled, knowing that this was an expression of dissatisfaction by a senior expert, because he had been attacking tentatively and had not tried his best just now.

At this moment, Sima Zhi had no choice but to grit his teeth, and his figure suddenly started to move, constantly changing directions around Hua Zhenxing, waving his long whip like a spiritual snake spitting out messages.

As soon as he moved, Hua Zhenxing also moved, shaking out the stick flowers and dancing into a stick shadow. The two of them staggered on the island and played beautifully.

However, Xiao Guang and Colonel Lin who were watching the battle looked a little weird. How could this be a fight? It’s clearly a competition! In the open field, the long whip was used against the spear, and both body and footwork were used.

If it were really a competition, the long whip would not be advantageous in this situation, especially not conducive to a long battle, but fortunately it was controlled by Sima Zhu's mana.

What the three old men just said was right. In fact, Sima Zhi was very reluctant to use Qilin Suo. If he couldn't defeat Zhonghua Zhenxing, it would be a waste of mana.

Sima Zhi is not a martial arts practitioner. His footwork, body skills and whip skills are just some basic skills in cultivation.

But Hua Zhenxing has practiced stick skills and spears since he was a child. He can use short knives, soft whips, and even finger tigers and Emei thorns. As long as his magic power can keep up with the consumption, he is not afraid of fighting Sima Zhi like this.

In the second battle, Sima Zhui was attacking like a storm, and Hua Zhenxing was struggling to parry. In fact, it was Hua Zhenxing who really had the upper hand.

But Sima Zhi couldn't stop attacking. He had seen the power of the Shenyin Gun. Once his attack couldn't keep up, the other party's gun might hit him!

It's not possible to continue fighting like this. Sima Zhi let out a soft drink, and the whip tip of the Qilin Suo changed again. Sometimes it branched, sometimes it shook out the ring, and sometimes it was wrapped around or lassoed, trying to tie up Hua Zhenxing with the Shenyin Spear. in the middle.

At this moment, Hua Zhenxing even used the five stick striking techniques that Ding Qi had taught him. He used the swing attack combined with the change of body shape to avoid being trapped at all. Sima Zhi gradually turned pale. He couldn't stand it anymore. Such a "competition" was really exhausting.

Old Yang in the pavilion frowned slightly and said: "After all, he is also a fifth-level monk. He is not even as good as Xiaohua in terms of hard work. What has he been doing in the past twenty years?"

Mo Shangtong: "I definitely don't refine pure gold every day and night!"

Ke Mengchao: "The main reason is that the magic weapon is not easy to use. It does not mean that the more powerful and magical the magic weapon is, the better. But to choose the most suitable one, he would rather use Qilin Rope than Wind Slash! This kind of fighting is not only more expensive, but also In terms of physical strength and martial arts, he can't beat Xiaohua."

Old Man Yang: "When Dingfengtan was destroyed, Sima Zhui had just broken through the fourth realm. He must have practiced hard after coming to Banda City, but later... his path went astray."

Ke Mengchao: "He is the smartest among the three brothers, and his understanding should be the highest."

Old Man Yang: "Sometimes it's just smart people who make such mistakes, not to mention that there are no teachers around to give guidance."

Sima Zhi, who was praised for his cleverness by the three old men, also realized his predicament at this moment. If he continues to fight like this, it is not a question of victory or defeat, but whether he can save his life? At this moment, the divine unicorn cord showed its flaw, and the tip of Hua Zhenxing's spear pierced out quickly, reaching his chest in the blink of an eye.

Hua Zhenxing kept parrying without fighting back, and the first counterattack was fatal. Sima Zhi also realized where he had gone wrong and gave up the Qilin Suo instantly. Like Xiao Guang just now, he also pulled out a willow branch from his sleeve.

Of course Sima Zhi also has Wind Slash, Dingfengtan’s iconic magical weapon. Wind Slash swung continuously, either in a circle, around, sluggishly, or slowed down, to neutralize the attacks of the Shenyin Spear one by one.

The offense and defense changed positions in an instant, Hua Zhenxing shook out his guns and advanced step by step. Although Sima Zhui parried perfectly, he was forced to retreat step by step.

If he had used Wind Slash to fight Hua Zhenxing from the beginning, he probably would not have been defeated, but at this moment he was obviously unable to make a comeback, and was about to be forced into the lake by Hua Zhenxing's offensive.

Old Man Yang "praised" Sima Zhi again: "The basic skills are still very solid."

Mo Shangtong: "After all, it is the sect's magic weapon and fundamental method of Dingfengtan."

Seeing that Sima Zhi was about to be forced into the lake by Hua Zhenxing and "escape", this was not because he deliberately let the water go to seek defeat, nor was it because Hua Zhenxing's subordinates left a message, but because he was still able to hold on firmly despite being at a disadvantage, which was equivalent to being shot. The tip pushed back again and again.

At this moment, Yang Tehong shouted angrily from Yuanshen again: "Try your best!"

Sima Zhi lamented and his eyes were filled with strange light. His joints cracked all over his body. His shirt and trousers were stretched to pieces and fell to the ground. His belt was also broken by the shock. Fortunately, the underwear had good elasticity and was still covered... In the blink of an eye, all that was left was this piece of clothing. .

Hua Zhenxing, who was more than 20 meters away, instantly felt that Sima Zhui suddenly transformed into a monster. It was not that he was dazzled, but that the shadow of a monster actually appeared outside the outline of Sima Zhui's body. It seemed to be condensed with blood, and he looked up to the sky and uttered Shocking roar.

Hua Zhenxing's soul was struck, and it was difficult to control the weapon for a moment. The Shenyin Spear disappeared in an instant, and turned into a vine ring again and returned to his right wrist. Knowing that it was not good, he ducked and backed away.

The monster's shadow appeared, and while roaring, it made a motion of pounce forward on the spot. Not a single monster actually jumped out, but huge waves rolled up on the lake behind Sima Zhi. The huge waves were like monsters and crashed towards the center of the island with a roar.

Hua Zhenxing's secret path was not good. It was impossible to avoid it, and it was impossible to block it suddenly. Even if he was not killed by the huge waves, he would have to be swept from the island to the lake on the other side. He is the loser now. For the next three years, he will have to say goodbye to chickens and eggs!

But the huge waves did not hit the island. At the same moment, Yang Tehong in the pavilion stood up and stretched out his hand towards the island, as if he had grasped something and shook it.

The clouds above the island suddenly condensed into a big hand, which descended from the sky and pinched the neck of the monster formed by the huge waves. It was shaken away in an instant and turned into a sheet of water that spread all over the sky, drenching Sima Zhi again.

Hua Zhenxing was stunned, and then heard Old Man Yang's voice shouting: "The second brother also lost!"

How could Sima Zhi lose? His last attack on Hua Zhenxing was absolutely unstoppable. Was Old Man Yang telling lies or was he deliberately going astray? I saw Sima Zhi himself lowering his head and saying: "Ashamed, I lost!"

Just now, Sima Zhi let out a silent roar that impacted his soul. All his clothes burst and his shoes were torn apart. The silhouette of a monster was shrouded outside his body. The powerful impact made the ground beneath his feet sink. .

Don't forget that he was standing on the edge of the island, and the lake immediately rushed in. He was knee-deep in water. This small island is slightly round, equivalent to a gap being opened, and the shape is like a biscuit that has been bitten.

When Hua Zhenxing's soul was in a trance and the Shenyin Spear was passively withdrawn, Sima Zhi was already in the lake. According to the agreement of the fight, he lost.

Instead of retreating into the lake, but allowing the lake to actively submerge his feet, Sima Zhi unleashed his final move. He still did not win the battle, and it was not known whether it was intentional or not.

Hua Zhenxing broke out in a cold sweat, but quickly regained his composure and took the time to adjust his energy. He still had his next opponent. In fact, he was very clear in his heart. Old Yang was looking for someone to teach him tricks today. These three brothers were all sparring partners today. It was rare to have the opportunity to have a free fight with such a monk from the Eastern Kingdom.

How should you deal with monks from all walks of life in the future? What changes can the Divine Hidden Spear be used in different situations? After these three fights today, I believe he will know it well and be more or less confident when encountering similar things in the future.

Sima Zhi opened his mouth to admit defeat, and Old Man Yang waved him back, this time appearing directly at the table in the pavilion. Old Man Yang knew that Hua Zhenxing was taking the opportunity to adjust his spirit, so he did not immediately bring Principal Lin to the island. Instead, he picked up an empty plate on the table and said, "Spit it out!"

Sima Zhi: "Senior, what did you say?"

Yang Tehong: "Even a blind man could see that there was something wrong with that move you just made! I just want to ask, why are you so brave? You dare to practice anything blindly? Just spit it out if you don't want to die!"

Sima Zhi, who was wearing only a pair of underwear, turned red. He seemed to be using his magic power, and his whole body was shaking. He looked very uncomfortable, and vomited something out and dropped it on the plate. This object looks like a colorful pebble with an agate pattern, about the size of a grape.

Yang Tehong: "No wonder the Kunlun League didn't find the relic of the auspicious beast. It turned out that it was taken away by you. What did you think that you actually swallowed it?"

Sima Zhi: "So it's called the auspicious beast relic? I saw with my own eyes that the sacred beast of the mountain disappeared, and only this thing was left. It contains the thoughts of the gods, not only the inheritance of Dingfengtan, but also the auspicious beast itself The inheritance of secret techniques.

Since I got it, I must have God's will. After breaking through the five realms, I have been studying this thing and trying to learn Mo Qilin's secret method, but I still can't get the key.

I had heard that some treasures must be nourished by form and spirit, so I swallowed it into my belly and sealed it within form and spirit. Although the refining process has not yet been completed, I have had some experiences over the years that I can summon the shadow of an auspicious beast to possess me and use some magical powers..."

Yang Tehong sighed when he heard this, shook his head and asked: "It is something that can only be achieved by the Nine Realms when utensils are truly integrated into form and spirit. Your Mo Qilin at Dingfeng Pond was only eight when it died. territory.

You actually swallowed this auspicious animal relic into your stomach. Do you want to digest it or pull it out without feeling sick or uncomfortable? You don't usually use that move just now, right? "

Sima Zhi: "I almost never use it, and I don't need to use it on weekdays. I only occasionally acquire magical powers while trying to refine the relics of auspicious beasts."

Mo Shangtong glanced at him: "Fortunately, you rarely use it. It is a power that stimulates the blood and energy to explode. But your body is not an auspicious beast. It will cause the blood and energy to exhaust. The more times you use it, the faster you will die."

Ke Mengchao also shook his head and said: "What you did was a mistake. As long as you don't use that move normally, although the refining of the auspicious beast relics with the form and spirit will not be successful, it will at least have some effect of nourishing the blood, but the side effects will be more obvious."

Sima Zhi hurriedly bowed down and said, "Excuse me, where is the deviation?"

Mo Shangtong: "It's not that there's something wrong, it's just nonsense. It's lucky that I didn't lose my cultivation or my life!"

I think back then Sima Zhi got the relic of the auspicious beast, which was what was left behind when the mountain-presiding beast Mo Qilin of Dingfengtan died. It contained the idea of ​​controlling the gods and had the complete inheritance of the sect of Dingfengtan.

In addition to the inheritance from Dingfeng Pond, the auspicious beast relics also contain the secret inheritance of Mo Qilin's own cultivation. If you cultivate it successfully, you can master Mo Qilin's powerful innate magical power, and this auspicious beast relic is an auxiliary thing.

After Sima Zhui broke through the fifth realm, he started to study the relics of auspicious beasts. There was no teacher to give guidance in Sanhu Town. As for Xiao Guang and Schoolmaster Lin, they had no hope and could only figure it out on their own.

He was indeed very smart, and in the end he actually figured out a way and achieved some "gains".

Sima Zhi is a person who loves to learn and study. For example, his commonly used magic weapon is a long rope. He also spent a lot of money to invite a rope master from the Sang Island Kingdom to learn various rope binding skills.

But his use of the auspicious animal relics in this way was certainly a mistake, but he couldn't tell where the deviation was? In Mo Shangtong's view, the right situation is clear at a glance, but the wrong situation is unpredictable. Who knows what mistakes someone will make?

Yang Tehong squinted his eyes again and asked: "Auspicious beasts are different from humans. Before it breaks through the Eighth Realm, even the secret method of Dingfeng Pond is not suitable for it. By the same token, the secret method it cultivates is not suitable for humans.

Even if you are already a monk in the fifth realm, practicing Mo Qilin's secret method from scratch will not allow you to enter the door, and you will not be able to pass the first level of sexual desire. These years must have been very enjoyable, right? "

Sima Zhi lowered his head and whispered, "It's actually quite uncomfortable!"

Old Man Yang: "Don't be modest. I think you are enjoying yourself... just wait and see what happens. Let's get the third one!"

Hua Zhenxing has almost rested. It is impossible for his mana consumption to recover in such a short time, but the impact of the soul he just suffered has basically no effect, and his physical strength is not a problem. At this time, Colonel Lin appeared on the island, still standing opposite him.

Colonel Lin's expression was stern, he took something out of his arms and said slowly: "I didn't bring Feng Zhan with me today, but it was the willow branch used by the two senior brothers just now. I only have this magic weapon on me. It's called the Spring Rain Sword, which contains sharpness. The energy can be divided into sword light to hurt people, so fellow Taoists, please be careful!"

What he took out was a small red sandalwood-colored box, two inches long and less than an inch wide. After opening it, a ray of light flew out, like water droplets, light balls and pills, both tangible and invisible, and formed in the air. For thousands.

The so-called thousands are just the remnants of visual light and shadow, but they are actually turned into ninety-nine flying lights, or like ninety-nine flying swords, falling like rain with sharp energy.

In the distance, Xiao Guang and Sima Zhi exclaimed in unison: "Third brother, no!" However, Principal Lin had no expression on his face and did not answer.

After exclaiming, Sima Zhi said quietly with his spiritual consciousness: "Brother, in fact, the third brother shouldn't be able to hurt that kid. With those three seniors here, that's what the Spring Rain Sword is all about."

During today's fight, Old Man Yang used his spiritual thoughts to provide guidance from the sidelines at any time. Hua Zhenxing now knew that the Spring Rain Sword was also a very special magic weapon. Normally, the magical functions of magic weapons are fixed. When wielding the weapon, it is nothing more than the movement of magic power. However, the Spring Rain Sword is usually kept in a box, and it needs to collect sharp energy to cultivate it in order to exert its power.

During the fight, the sword light splits apart and penetrates all-pervasively, like drizzle or torrent, but the sharp energy contained in it will continue to be depleted. If the opponent can resist it, its power will become smaller and smaller, and in the end it will only have its usual magical effects.

Hua Zhenxing made a meal with one hand, and the Shenyin Spear turned into a lotus leaf. The stem was about ten feet high and the leaves were five feet round. It was like a big umbrella blocking the spring rain.

It was said that the sword light could bypass the umbrella and attack from the side, but the Shenyin Spear turned into lotus leaves and formed a defensive space, which was a five-foot space that enveloped Hua Zhenxing's figure.

Colonel Lin held the box in his left hand behind his back, and stretched out two sword-guiding techniques in front of his right hand. His clothes fluttered and attracted thousands of flying swords, which made the lotus leaves sway like raindrops.

The sword light was whirling like raindrops, and one could even feel the sharp energy cutting through it. However, the lotus leaves shook and Hua Zhenxing remained unharmed. The fighting has reached this point, and the scene at this time is the most consistent with the impression in people's minds.

In the pavilion, Mo Shangtong said with great interest: "The magical artifacts in Dingfengtan have their own characteristics. They are all rare types."

Ke Mengchao: "After all, there should be a lot of treasures accumulated through thousands of years of inheritance. They must have picked out rare things at that time."

Yang Tehong poured a glass of wine: "It's called the Spring Rain Sword, but it's the invisible elixir in the box. When it is sacrificed, it has the magic of scattering beans into soldiers and raining down thousands of threads."

Mo Shangtong: "The legends of sword pills, sword beans, and sword pills in the world are probably related to this type of artifact. He thought that the magic weapon in his hand was powerful, but in fact, if it were a magic weapon, how could it be compared to Xiaohua's Shenyin Spear? ?”

Yang Tehong filled the other two old men's glasses with wine: "Come on, let's go! Once we've settled the affairs here, it's time to celebrate the New Year, right?"

After finishing the glass of wine, Mo Shangtong nodded and said, "Yes, it's New Year's Eve! Master, have you written the Spring Festival couplets?"

Ke Mengchao: "Xiaohua has already written it. The first couplet is 'Before sitting in the hall, the east wind nourishes the purple energy', the second couplet is 'The rain in the world contains true flowers', and the horizontal line is actually 'The land of joyful thoughts'! Lao Yang, what are you having for New Year's Eve dinner?" ah?"

Yang Tehong: "Just eat it, Xiaohua is the one doing it anyway."

Mo Shangtong: "This year's situation is special. Many construction aid workers stayed in Fiso Port to celebrate the New Year. It is time to organize condolences."

Ke Mengchao sighed: "It has been arranged! So many things have happened this year. Everyone, including this world, has experienced too much."

Hua Zhenxing, who was in the middle of a martial arts fight, stretched out the lotus leaves in his hands, and suddenly heard the sound of poetry chanting in the breeze coming from far away: The winter wind comes and goes with it, and it has different feelings no matter how cold or warm it is. The fragrant grass is always in the spring light, and the road leads to where the peach blossoms bloom.

In the pavilion on the bridge, several people raised their glasses at the same time and said: "Wish you a happy new year together!"

Today is New Year’s Eve. First of all, I would like to wish all book friends a happy New Year!

New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve. In the Gengzi Year that is about to pass, we and the world have experienced too much. All the efforts we have made have turned into wishes for a beautiful new year.

I wrote a poem based on my feelings, titled "On the Eve of the Gengzi Year".

The winter wind comes and goes with it, no matter how cold or warm it is, there are different feelings.

The fragrant grass is always in the spring light, and the road leads to where the peach blossoms bloom.

May we be full of energy, may we be full of vitality, may the world be full of spring! Wish you a happy spring, and tomorrow will bring spring to every house!

During the Spring Festival, I will take a three-day break to drink and continue updating on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

I wish you all good health, success in your studies and career, happiness in life and all the best! I wish every book lover can find and create his or her own world of fantasy!

Happy New Year to everyone! May you be happy and prosperous!