Cultivation Strategies Facial Paralyzed Junior Brother

Cheng Cheng's heart moved, his father Cheng Yi was a monk in the late Yuanying period, and he was about to advance to become a god. With his current cultivation, could he not be able to defeat Han Bian's trick?

He hurriedly took Tan Taisong's hand, and ran all the way to Chongxu Hall.Yun Qiongchuan also sensed the abnormality. While resisting Tan Yunwei's attack, he dodged back and threatened at the same time: "Tan Yin, it's almost enough, we are not enmity, there is no need to fight to the death. If you really run out of mana, Even if you can manage to escape, what can you do with a zombie-faced little fellow Taoist?"

Qin Yunwei glanced at Han Bian upon hearing the words, and Han Bian waved to him: "Junior brother, come down, let's go ahead and have a look."

At this time, not far behind the Chongxu Hall, there was a mess.Yin Xuangan held Yan Bingchen tightly, no matter how violent the lords of the Yan family were, they only responded with the same sentence: "I don't want Lingshi, what I buy is mine!"

Fang Jinrong's repeated persuasion was fruitless. Seeing more and more people rushing over to watch the excitement, he knew that there was no room for delay, so he shouted in a low voice: "Get out of the way."Yin Xuangan didn't dare to face him face to face, he and his two accomplices sank together and were about to burrow into the ground, but the ground under his feet became as hard as iron at some point, and he almost broke a leg Failed to enter.There is no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, and he shouted in despair, a dozen green vines suddenly stretched out from his sleeves, entangled Fang Jinrong's body, but before he could get close, he curled back under Fang Jinrong's sword light, and disappeared instantly. in the invisible.The onlookers felt the cold air and fled one after another.

Fang Jinrong had no intention of hurting them, and only took advantage of the gap to pursue them, turning the sword energy into streamers of light that wrapped around the three ghost cultivators, and ordered, "Erfeng, tie me up."

Erfeng has a specialty in art, and he came up to tie Yin Xuangan and others firmly with the binding rope.The young leader's catching people was so straightforward and pleasing to the eye, which made all the monks feel awed. They wondered to themselves that although Brother Rong didn't like to fight for the top, the world was full of legends about Brother Rong.Yan San'er stared at Fang Jinrong with bright eyes, and boldly leaned over to offer advice: "Young lord, this kind of ghost cultivation exists against the sky, and they should all be killed, so why keep them? "

He hadn't finished his sentence yet, but he heard a soft and gentle voice from outside the mountain gate: "Who is looking down on us ghost cultivators so much and wants to kill us all? Since you have such courage, why don't you come and fight us?" Did I kill you too?" The sound was extremely penetrating, and the lingering lingering lingering sound spread across thousands of miles up and down the Xia'er Peak, but no one didn't hear it.

The high-level monks released their spiritual senses one after another to explore, only to feel that the dark wind outside the mountain gate was mighty and lifeless, gathering together to form a fog barrier.Yin Xuangan said coldly: "It's our great ghost master."

It turned out that the backer came, and Fang Jinrong heard that he had recruited a disciple from the villa, and asked him to report to Leader Cheng, saying that he would just go and have a look, and asked Leader Cheng to just accompany the distinguished guests in the palace with peace of mind.

He turned around and went towards the mountain gate, Erfeng followed closely behind him, pulling a bunch of bundled rice dumplings.This matter involved Yan Bingchen, so the Yan family's children naturally had to follow.Before the crowd reached the shore of the lake, Cheng Yi, the leader of the Liuhe League, and his wife, Yang Shi, came out of the Chongxu Hall with a large number of distinguished guests.Cheng Yi stood in the middle under the wide corridor eaves in front of the hall, and said loudly: "Jinrong, you open all the three mountain gates and the Tongxuan mirror, and let me see who is so arrogant and dares to take advantage of my son On such a good day and auspicious day, open the gate of my Chuxiu Villa!"

Tongxuan mirrors are installed at the three mountain gates of Yayuan Peak. If they are all opened, you can directly watch from the Chongxu Hall to the first outer mountain gate at the foot of the mountain.Fang Jinrong turned around and nodded in response, ordering the gates of the three mountains to open one after another, and a large number of disciples guarding the mountain, Erfeng and others rushed out after him.

At the end of the huge bluestone field, a dark green mist rose at some point. In the mist, rows of green-clothed people stood looming, and in the middle was a tall man standing with his hands behind his back. Dragging on the ground, it can be called a little red in the green bushes, noble and delicate.Before Fang Jinrong could ask any questions, the man proudly reported his family name: "I live in Zhuang Kuo, a dark place in the lower Mangshan Mountains."

Fang Jinrong was slightly startled, his spiritual consciousness swept onto Zhuang Kuo's body, and it seemed to be swallowed by something and disappeared, presumably because of the brocade robe on the great ghost lord.He simply withdrew his spiritual consciousness, nodded and said, "Fang Jinrong has seen the great ghost master."

Zhuang Kui said: "Young leader, you are very polite. I heard that today is the double cultivation ceremony of Lord Cheng's beloved son Cheng Xiaolang. It is quite a coincidence."

Fang Jinrong said: "Yes, is it too impolite for the Great Ghost Lord to come here uninvited?"

Zhuang Kui glanced at Erfeng and the bunch of zongzi behind him, and said with a light smile, "Why, you can't get back your own things?" He slowly approached Fang Jinrong, while looking up and down: "I don't think the young leader Such a rich and handsome man, although he doesn't look too white, it doesn't hinder the viewer, if he can take the opportunity to make some friends, it's not a bad idea."

Fang Jinrong's complexion is not too fair, but he has never cared about it himself, and was slightly taken aback by Zhuang Kuo's teasing.As Zhuang Kui approached, he suddenly smelled a pungent fragrance of makeup powder, saw Zhuang Kui's eyes rolling and smiling, and his face was filled with makeup. Eyebrows, said in a deep voice: "You..." I want to say why you are a man with heavy makeup?However, Zhuang Kui was not his younger brother, so he took back the words of reprimand, and did not take up the words that this person wanted to make friends with him, and changed his words: "You said that the old ancestor of Junlan Mansion belonged to you, and I just now Explain the reason to Mr. Yin, the contract is countless, Yan Bingchen is not right for you to take it away."

Zhuang Kui glanced at the Yan family's disciples behind him, and said with a sneer, "We pay both money and goods, how can we say that we don't count? If this group of Yan family is really good, the graves of our ancestors have been dug up for a long time. I don’t know anything about it, I’m afraid I haven’t been to the grave in the past two years, so I’m still pretending to be a filial son.”

It is true that the children of Junlan Mansion haven’t visited their ancestor’s grave for a long time, and they couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed when they heard the words. Under the eyes of everyone questioning, Yan San’er insisted and said: “Our Yan family’s family rules, a big sacrifice once every ten years, you outsider what do you know?"

Zhuang Kui exposed him unceremoniously: "It's good to have a big sacrifice every ten years. Every August [-]th is the ancestor sacrifice day of your Yan family, and there is also a small sacrifice, even if you send a child from your own family." He waved his hand impatiently, Too lazy to look at these unworthy descendants, he turned to Fang Jinrong and said, "Master Fang, I'm taking this Yan Bingchen back, but I'm waiting to save my life. Human life is at stake, can't you hold your hand high?"

Fang Jinrong said: "Save whose life?"

Zhuang Kuo said: "Of course it is to save my own life. For others, I can condescend to walk so far through mountains and rivers? This road is dirty and tiring, and it is not easy to travel. Young leader, take a close look at my face."

He smiled and moved closer, Fang Jinrong took a closer look and said, "Forgive my poor eyesight, I didn't see anything."

Zhuang Kui was surprised and said: "Could it be that the powder is too thick today? Well, maybe I have to show you my original shape." He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped a few on his face, and wiped off all the powder: "Look carefully."

Fang Jinrong took a closer look again, although his face was not moved, but he gasped in his heart.After Zhuang Kuo's lead was gone, the small and delicate face was beautiful and beautiful, but from the right forehead to the chin, there was a very thin red line, which extended to the jade-white neck, and was completely embroidered with orchid patterns. in the collar.The red thread is covered with thin white thread, and there are neat stitches all over the sides, as if the head has been split open diagonally, and then carefully sewn together by skilled craftsmen.

He was stunned, only pondered and said nothing, his expression became more and more dignified.Zhuang Kui sneered, and said softly: "Do you see clearly? If you don't understand, I will show you the complete me." Pulling down the clothes on his right shoulder, his shoulders and arms were completely exposed. The red line unexpectedly extended straight from the middle of the neck to the left rib.He shrugged his shoulders to show Fang Jinrong, and said, "I was hit by an innocent disaster in the past. I was slashed from the top of my head to my ribs with a sword, and half of my body was separated. It stands to reason that people who practice, especially me Xiu, it’s not a big deal to repair a wound after being injured. Even if it is split into eight pieces, it may not be impossible to stick them together. However, the sword that split me is a bit weird. The two sides of the body can’t be connected together anyway. My three souls and seven souls couldn't return to my place. My subordinates had no choice but to find a skilled craftsman to sew and mend me, and finally sewed me up. I used magic power to force the soul to return to the body, and took regular soul pills, It’s barely maintained until now. However, it’s always inconvenient and unsightly.”

Fang Jinrong said, "Where... did you get hurt?"

Zhuang Kui said: "Ten years ago, I was cultivating to the point where I couldn't break through the bottleneck, which caused me to be unable to use my mana. It is said that there are many treasures of heaven and earth near the Sea of ​​Cyphilophiloides, so I wanted to find some fresh spiritual grass to assist my cultivation. Passing by the south bank When I went up to the foot of the mountain, I happened to encounter a large group of monks fighting martial arts, causing the sky to be covered with smog. I wanted to hide there quickly, but I didn't expect some goddamn sword to come over. I couldn't dodge in time. It became like this."

He didn't care about the half-exposed shoulders, and only made a face full of self-injury and self-pity, like Xizi holding his heart: "Suffering such an innocent disaster, don't you think I deserve sympathy?"

Fang Jinrong looked deep in thought, and said for a long time: "You put on your clothes first. Are you...a human or..."

Zhuang Kui said angrily: "I hate it, of course he is a human being, and he cultivates the way of living souls! Also, your young leader is knowledgeable, but it's just mediocre."

Ghost cultivators are very special existences, most of them live in the area where the heaven and the earth meet regardless of the yin and yang, and ordinary practitioners don't want to mess with them, so many monks in Yuluozhou don't know much about the ghost cultivator's skills. Seeing this, they only feel evil Cold, panting sound one after another.Fang Jinrong remained calm, and only continued to ask: "Then what do you plan to do with the fairy body of the ancestor of Jun Lan Mansion when you bought it?"

Zhuang Kui stretched out a springy white finger and pointed at his chin, staring at Fang Jinrong with a wistful smile: "There are so many involved in this matter, it's too complicated to explain, so I can't explain it to outsiders."

When he smiled, his lips curled up in joy, but the thin line on his face seemed a little strange.Fang Jinrong said: "If you don't want to say it, I can't easily decide to give it to you. I can return the Lingshi you spent on behalf of Han Bian. How about voiding this deal? Actually..." He hesitated to speak, Zhuang Kuo cut him off and said: "No, I don't want you to pay it back. It is said that Yan Bingchen was stunningly beautiful when he was alive, and now he is still facing the wind. I like him, and I want him."

Fang Jinrong: "..." Looking again at Yan Bingchen, who was in Yushu Linfeng, the ancestor of the Yan family was tied up with five flowers, his head was downcast and his prestige was gone. No matter how you look at it, he was still a thousand-year-old corpse.He turned his head and looked at Zhuang Kuo again: "Actually, there may be other ways for your injury."

Zhuang Kuo sneered and said, "What can I do? I have thought of countless ways in the past ten years, but nothing will work unless I find the sword that cut me. But the scene was so chaotic at the time, I didn't even see who the instigator was. The sword Cut it over... I remember it very clearly."

His tone was unusually resentful, Fang Jinrong looked at him, and fell silent again unexpectedly.There was a wave of spiritual power behind him, and a yellow-robed man came out more and more, and said with a smile: "Brother Rong said there is a way, so naturally there is a way. You despise Brother Rong for not being well-informed, aren't you also ignorant? Fang Shao The leader of the alliance is famous all over the world with his two spiritual swords, Chonglan and Cuimei, but you don’t know that he has a third sword, the sword is named Cangyu. When Cangyu is unsheathed, it can cause mountains and rivers to shatter and rivers to flow backwards. If it is cut on a person , Hehehehe, what do you think?"