Cultivation Strategies Facial Paralyzed Junior Brother

Zhuang Kuo paused, staring at Fang Jinrong closely: "What did he say? What did he mean by that?"

Yun Qiongchuan said: "What do you mean? Ten years ago, the six sons of Lianshan participated in the battle of Cymbidium spinosa."

Fang Jinrong sighed deeply in his heart, and said helplessly: "Qiongchuan, I know you don't like me, but it's not good at a critical moment. He brought so many ghost cultivators here. He Ke's cultivation is uneven, so what if someone else is implicated?"

Yun Qiongchuan said with a smile: "Brother Rong thinks that I'm doing bad things on purpose? This is wronging me. Leader Cheng waited anxiously, so let me urge you. I see that you look like you are suffering, so I can speak up for you." Why not. Brother Du Yunrong alone can hold back a hundred thousand soldiers, yet he is afraid of a group of ghost cultivators?"

Fang Jinrong said: "There are times when I can't stop it."

Zhuang Kui stared at Fang Jinrong in disbelief, his face gradually turned livid: "Could it be that you... were the one who cut me back?!"

At this point, Fang Jinrong simply admitted: "It is indeed me. The situation was chaotic at that time. I didn't mean it. I am willing to make up for it."

Zhuang Kuo let out a long laugh like a sad falcon crying at night, which made people startled: "You compensate? What compensation do you get? I am a good person, and you cut me like this! Have you ever seen such a beautiful person like me? Have you seen me? Have you seen it? But you made me shattered to pieces and worse than a ghost! Fang Jinrong, I...I..."

He was so angry that he fell silent, but the onlookers showed disdain on their faces, secretly thinking that you are a ghost cultivator, so what difference does it make if you are a human or a ghost?Maybe it is better to be a ghost, which is beneficial to practice.Zhuang Kui seemed to have the instinct to see people's hearts, and said violently: "I am not a ghost, I am a living soul cultivating the way of life! Who of you dare to say that I am a ghost?!"

Fang Jinrong hurriedly comforted: "Don't get angry, we can discuss it easily."

Zhuang Kuo: "Then you first heal the wound you got from your broken sword!"

Fang Jinrong: "Not yet, this sword is weird, I can't use it freely, so I don't use it easily."

Zhuang Kui was completely furious when he heard the words: "It's a ghost to discuss it like this!"

Fang Jinrong had been staring at him for a moment, and seeing his complexion changed drastically, and a dark red sinister aura suddenly rose between his eyebrows, he hurriedly turned around and shouted: "Don't provoke him. The two phoenixes of Qiongchuan led the people back quickly, and closed the door." The gate of the mountain!" Yun Qiongchuan could face him face-to-face and stab the knife behind his back, but when he spoke seriously, he dared not listen, Mu Xingjian slashed across the air like a thunderbolt suddenly angered, weaving a fog barrier, covering his own side The monks all covered it.

However, Fang Jinrong was left outside.

The large number of congratulatory guests was unprecedentedly grand, and tens of thousands of people came up and down Xia'er Peak.Except for those high-ranking monks, the rest of the monks were unavoidably flustered at first, but the mountain guard disciples of Chuxiu Villa were lined up everywhere, guarding around and comforting the visitors. After a while, everyone calmed down and just watched down the mountain quietly. trend.When the three Tongxuan mirrors are beaten, the situation outside the mountain gate is revealed layer by layer, even in front of Chongxu Hall, one can see clearly.

When Qin Yunwei slipped over from the Fengfeng Pavilion just now, he had already put on a new mask for Han Bian, and dragged him into the group of monks outside the Chongxu Hall.He just looked down the mountain without turning his eyes, Han Bian hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but look at Cheng Yi in front of Chongxu Hall.

At this time, Cheng Cheng came around from the back of the palace and threw himself directly into Cheng Yi's arms.

Cheng Yi said softly: "Why did you delay coming so long?" Mrs. Yang who was beside him also came over to greet her, with a loving expression on her face.

Cheng Cheng just shook his head, his eyes were covered with tears, looking pitiful.Cheng Yi saw that his face was different, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What wronged my son?" He put one hand on Cheng Chen's back, feeling that the child's breath was also a little weird, and his spiritual sense swept across his body , and then suddenly his face paused.

Cheng Chen felt the stiffness of his father's gestures, and said anxiously, "Daddy..."

Cheng Yi's face was dark and silent, his sharp eyes were like lightning, and he slowly swept across the crowd in front of the Chongxu Hall. After a while, he patted Cheng Cheng's back twice comfortingly. Cutting the pulse Dafa, said in a deep voice: "No matter who bullies you, father will not forgive him lightly. Go with your mother first."

Although he couldn't hear what the two of them said, but Han Bian saw this scene of father's kindness and son's filial piety, and his heart suddenly felt sour.He suppressed the tears that were welling up in his eyes, turned his head and tried to strike up a conversation with a monk beside him: "This fellow Taoist, I heard that President Cheng dotes on his little son very much, but it turned out to be true when I saw him today. It's just that the fellow next to President Cheng Mrs. Yang... Where is she from, is she the biological mother of Mr. Cheng Xiaolang?"

The monk smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't you even know this? The birth mother of the young gentleman of the Cheng family came from the Yang family in Fengyuan City, one of the six sects in the Liuhe League. Unfortunately fell during the Battle of the Cymbidium spinosae. Chief Cheng thought of his dead wife and his family, and refused to renew another woman. He went to Fengyuan City seven years ago and asked to marry this little Mrs. Yang, who was said to be the first lady's cousin Although this Mrs. Yang is not Xiao Langjun's biological mother, she treats him as her own. Master Cheng feels sorry for Xiao Langjun who lost his mother when he was young, and loves him like a palm. This is really different! There is such a father Mother, that is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes, and I will not be envious of it."

Han Bian murmured: "Same people have different fates...is that so?" For a moment, his mind was turbulent and mixed, and he couldn't help but suck his nose lightly.Afraid of being seen by others, he hurriedly lowered his head, but suddenly Tan Yunwei put his arms around his waist, and then felt that he quickly placed a restraint around his side, completely covering the breath of the two of them.

Without waiting for him to ask, Qin Yunwei took the initiative to say, "Leader Cheng is looking for someone."

Han Bian's body trembled, and thinking about just now, it seemed that a powerful spiritual consciousness swept over his body, and the monks around him all had expressions of panic. He thought about it and felt something strange. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Yi again, and saw that his eyes were Scanning slowly in the crowd, it became more and more fierce.

Han Bian was startled inwardly, all his thoughts of admiration were knocked out of the sky, and hurriedly whispered: "Are you sure you won't be noticed by him?" Although he couldn't figure out Tan Yunwei's cultivation level, he knew Cheng Yi's cultivation level. But know very well.

Qin Yunwei said: "For the time being, it's okay, but it won't work after a long time. Because I come from the Yuntian Sanctuary, I am different from the Yuluozhou Xuanmen monks."

The Yuntian Sanctuary and Yuluozhou are separated by the Demon Realm and an insurmountable moat, so it has always existed only in legends.Han Bian had also vaguely heard of it before, and it seemed to be a gathering place for meditation practice. He couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Ah? You are with... a monk?" His eyes dodged across Tan Yunwei's head. Waiting for someone to fight, a few strands of black hair scattered on the side of the face, it doesn't look like a wig.

Qin Yunwei's handsome face was cold when he heard the words: "No."

He disliked his ignorance. In order to restore his glorious image as a senior brother, Han Bian saw Zhuang Kui at the foot of the mountain yelling at Fang Jinrong again, and hurriedly said, "I made a mistake. Look at that big ghost master at the foot of the mountain, he It is a living example, he said he is not a ghost. Since ghost practitioners are not necessarily ghosts, then naturally not all Zen practitioners are monks."

Tan Yunwei felt that this metaphor was very inappropriate, and whether Zhuang Kuo was a ghost was only his own side of the story, and he couldn't say for sure.But Zhuang Kui suddenly got into trouble, interrupting his thoughts of correcting Han Bian.

With a shake of the brocade robe on Zhuang Kuo's body, the brocade satin suddenly turned into seven or eight feet long and flew up suddenly, as light as a surprise, as bright as a cloud, and shrouded the opponent overwhelmingly.Fang Jinrong sacrificed Cuimei and Chonglan at the same time, his swords stood still in front of the mountain gate, but he felt an extremely powerful and evil aura coming over his face, and the world suddenly became blood-red, and Fang Jinrong's heart trembled. Hurry up, see Yun Qiongchuan and others, but they haven't had time to escape into the mountain gate.His figure spun rapidly, and the two spirit swords flew up with him, and the shadows of the swords overlapped and changed where the spirit power flowed, forming a huge ball in an instant, and the strong wind made Zhuang Kui's brocade robe vibrate violently.But the brocade robe unexpectedly expanded with the range of his sword power, followed by rapid and continuous swelling, which was bound to envelop and swallow all opponents.

Fang Jinrong had already heard the desperate exclamations behind him one after another. Among the group of monks who came to see the excitement, there were many people with low mana. If they fell into the hands of Zhuang Kui, the consequences would be unpredictable.He simply drove the long sword, and slammed into the brocade robe head-on with the man and the sword, and used his own magic power to take the brocade robe out for dozens of miles, and then his eyes darkened, and he fell into it completely.

This situation was expected by Fang Jinrong. He first put down several layers of restraints to protect himself, but was shocked to find that he had fallen into a quiet and silent space.After releasing the spiritual consciousness to sweep around the body, he found that the misty red had swallowed all the spiritual consciousness.So he poured his spiritual power into the heavy haze sword, and the glistening white light on the sword gradually became dazzling, and it barely illuminated a radius of three zhang around him.He stabbed straight with the sword, the place where the sword edge touched was soft, as if it had been pierced into a ball of cotton, and the spiritual power attached to the sword was lost like a cow in the sea, disappearing in an instant.

Fang Jinrong stabbed several times like this, so he had no choice but to stop for the time being, thinking about countermeasures, when he heard someone whispering not far behind him: "Is that Brother Rong? Brother Rong!"

Fang Jinrong looked back suddenly, but his eyes were in chaos and he couldn't see anything. He tentatively called, "Erfeng?"

There was a response again, with a slightly panicked tone: "I am. Where are you, Brother Rong? I can't see you, and my spiritual sense doesn't work."

Fang Jinrong slammed Cuimei and Chonglan into each other, and there was a loud noise. Erfeng finally followed the sound and approached, dragging Yan Bingchen behind him, but Yin Xuangan and the three had disappeared.Fang Jinrong dragged him and Yan Bingchen into the restraint, and asked, "Why are you here? Why didn't you escape with Master Yun?"

No matter how careful Yun Qiongchuan is, he will not leave a young man like Erfeng behind, he will only leave himself.Moreover, he had brought this magic weapon dozens of miles away, far away from the mountain gate, but how did Erfeng get on it?

Sure enough, Erfeng had a look of guilt on his face: "I grabbed the corner of the robe and didn't let go, so... I was also wrapped in it."

Fang Jinrong's face darkened: "What do you want to do?"

Erfeng said: "I don't trust you. I think Peak Master Yun doesn't care about you, but you still protect them. Even if my magic power is low, I must follow you. And, I think... I still want to talk to the big ghost master." Inquire about some things. I think he was not as innocent as he said in the spinach sea back then."

Fang Jinrong was silent, and he naturally knew that the guy might not be innocent.Although Zhuang Kui smiled like a spring flower blooming, he wished to turn all living beings upside down, but he was not a person who was easy to get along with.Also inquire about some things, isn't this seeking skin from a tiger?