Pursuing Immortality

Clear and windless.

On the large platform, Zhang Ziliang and Zhang Shouyang each sat on one end, and three or five people stood behind.

After saying everything, there was no politeness, Zhang Ziliang jumped out of a person conveniently. She has a lean body and a long age, with short stubble, a dark complexion, a flat nose, a wide open facial features, and unique Nanyang ethnic characteristics.

When everyone saw it, they secretly did not like it. They have been in the Nanyang for more than 90 years. In order to stabilize the foundation, they have opened branches and leaves, and it is inevitable to spread the Tao.

Daomen doesn't pay attention to teaching or class. On the contrary, this group of guys have some serious emotions. The divine teachings are spread to foreigners, which can be annoying!

"My name is Orn, the big disciple under Heavenly Master, who will fight?" The man came to the field and asked loudly.

"Muzi, you go!" Zhang Shouyang said.

"Yes!"

With a response, a 20-year-old young priest flashed from behind, with thick eyebrows, simple appearance, and full of spirit.

The name is Chen Muzi, and in terms of seniority, counts Zhang Shouyang's brother. However, all he learned was Professor Zhang Shouyang, and he regarded himself as a disciple.

"Under Chen Muzi, I wonder how you want to compete?" He asked.

"Hey, simple!"

Orn glanced at the other person and smiled strangely, "I cast a spell, and you cast a spell. Who can't crack and lose?"

"If it is cracked, how to judge winning or losing?" Chen Muzi asked.

"No need to worry, if you can't live it, you will win."

"So crazy!"

He frowned, and sank: "Okay, let the horses come!"

"Haha, don't be in a hurry. I'm afraid that as soon as I shot, you won't have a chance to perform. You come first!" Orn didn't even look at him.

"No words!"

Chen Muzi was young and had not enough energy to raise his qi. He was angry all his life. He regarded Longhu Mountain as his home, and he was never allowed to bully his head. He immediately turned his brain and picked out the same technique from what he had learned.

He gazed left and right, suddenly facing the high-level seat, and bowed down, "I live by the water, and I also invite the Master to give me tea."

"it is good!"

As soon as Zhang Jintong waved his long sleeves, a white porcelain cup on the desk case was sent out by the soft force, and fell steadily to the opponent. Chen Muzi reached out to catch it, and when the blue stems floated inside, the tea was hot, and he nodded.

He holds the cup in his left hand, pinches his right hand, and silently chants in his mouth: "Liyuyufeiguang, Shuibu Qiankun. Water accumulates into the ocean, quickly emerges, and haste like a law!"

After reading it, gently stir it in the cup with Fuyu, and the puff will turn into white smoke and dissipate. Then the mouth of the cup rushed down, and it made a splash of water on the platform.

He looked up at Orn and said coldly, "How dare you step forward?"

"What dare you?"

Orn's mouth was arrogant, but Heiwuwu's pupils suddenly contracted, obviously attaching great importance. He stared at the stagnant water and took his left foot as the first step.

Nothing unusual.

Following the second step, nothing happened.

Finally, the third step, slap, it is more than one meter away from the standing water.

"..."

The eyes of the people looked at him stunned, and their hearts were still wondering. At this moment, they saw that Aon's left foot had just slipped suddenly, the center of gravity was lost, and the whole person fell forward.

thump!

That big face is buried in the water.

Time seemed to stand still for a second. Instead of standing up as others thought, he suddenly struggled violently, moving his hands and feet together, as if he was paddling hard, hitting the floor.

"唔唔 ... 唔 ......"

"Bang, bang!"

Obviously it is a small pool of water, but he seems to have fallen into the endless deep river of the Yangtze River. He is drowning in all directions, and cannot be saved by himself.

Huh!

The people in the air took a breath and felt numb all over, and their backs were cold. It seems to have become a water-resistant urchin, trembling on the riverside, and he will be kicked at any time.

"Not bad."

"Well, Shi's clever."

Lu Yuanqing briefly communicated with Zhang Jintong, nodding his head secretly, and everyone in the Taoist Academy showed joy. Zhang Ziliang's eyes were dark, but he was not worried, but snorted coldly, and he was in his chest.

"Uh ... ah!"

Orn is still struggling hard. Chen Muzi is worried. Although life or death is not concerned, he has not been stained with blood on his hands. After all, he cannot be cruel.

He was pondering to rescue the other, and saw Orn startled, his hands barely pinching a weird handprint, and then patted it to the floor.

boom!

The standing water collapsed, and a large hole collapsed on the countertop. The man stood upright, pale and white, and shivered, as if it had been removed from the water.

"Okay, okay, I've stunned you!"

Oen groaned and said ruthlessly, "I wanted to save some face for you. Since it irritates me, I don't need to stay."

"you!"

Chen Muzi was shocked. His own technique was called Drowning Mantra, which made Zhongzhao think that he was caught in a huge current and could not escape, and finally drowned.

He really did not expect that the other party actually cracked it! In a flash, his heart was slightly dispirited and he arched, "Admire, it's your turn!"

"Humph!"

Orn didn't talk nonsense, and found a small gray walnut, the size of a peanut kernel, two pointed ends, a round belly, a deep weird pattern, and said, "I'm not as good as you, and I'm asking for a good cup of tea. How dare you eat it? "

"Bring it!"

He threw the walnut, Chen Muzi took it, flashed a moment of hesitation, opened his mouth and swallowed his stomach.

At the entrance of the walnut, a rough and sharp feeling suddenly emerged, and it entered the stomach along the throat. It's like swallowing a pharyngeal stone, stroking the tracheoesophagus ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The hot pain.

"Well……"

Chen Muzi bowed suddenly, his face twisted, and his hands covered his stomach with cold sweat. The walnut fell into the stomach, violated the digestive law, broke through the stomach wall, and grew larger.

He hurriedly resisted, but the inner gas was in front of the walnut, just like paper, useless.

"what!"

He just felt more and more pain and couldn't help groaning, and the walnut fell all the way down, passed through the five internal organs, passed the belly, and finally fell to the **** (anti-harmonic) door.

At this point, its volume has expanded several times, and it is stuck in the excretory port, and it is blocked.

"..."

Chen Muzi's fate is dead, but to no avail. Just a few seconds later, his internal content was restless. The whole person was like a pressureless pressure cooker. The pressure became tighter, the more dull and stuffy, the scary complexion.

"not good!"

When Zhang Shouyang saw it, he could not care about the rules of fighting, and he got up to save each other. As soon as I got closer, I heard Bang!

A blood mist was sprayed from Chen Muzi's back anus, and a lot of spirits were scattered from the cave, like a balloon that dried up quickly, leaving only a rotten skin in the blink of an eye.

The staggering load crooked a few times, and threw himself to the stage.

It was dead ...

"what!"

"Killed! Killed!"

There was a sudden riot in the audience. Where have you seen such a fierce scene, it was staged lively? Suddenly emotional, panic, want to leave this place.

But how can I get there, people are arranged vertically.

"Snoring!"

At this moment, Zhang Ziliang shouted loudly, covering the audience. He glanced around and taunted, "Look at your virtues. Peace dogs have been doing it for a long time, and dead people have become so chaotic. How can you face this world of contention?"

(And at night ...)

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