Xuanyuan Jingxuan, who was halfway to the Zhixuan realm, widened his eyes. He felt that there seemed to be Mount Tai on his shoulders. He couldn't move his body no matter what. He could only watch the two fingers pointing at him.
Two fingers touched the center of his eyebrows and left. Xuanyuan Jingxuan was slightly absent-minded. He touched his forehead, but there was no change. He just treated it as a false alarm. His body was as indestructible as a Buddhist arhat, and he was not afraid of sword attacks. How can the body be hurt by two fingers?
Xuanyuan Jingxuan was immediately furious and wanted to kill him. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest, and then his meridians seemed to burst. His vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
Just die?
Xuanyuan Qingfeng stared blankly at the corpse in front of him, his mind going blank.
No matter how shameful Xuanyuan Jingxuan's conduct was, he was a genuine master after all. Why did he die in the blink of an eye in the hands of his father, who couldn't lift it with his hands or carry it on his shoulders?
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's seven orifices were bleeding slightly, and he wanted to reach out to touch his wife, but he still lacked the courage. He sighed, turned to Jingzhou again, and said, "Qingfeng will need more care from the young master in the future."
Jingzhou guessed what the scholar was thinking. He most likely planned to go to Guniujiang alone. He immediately cursed: "Bullshit, with you as my father, why do I need an outsider to help me? Although you are not afraid One death, but this is a fork in the road after all. With your current strength, you are just an immortal immortal without a foundation. It is enough to kill Xuanyuan Jingxuan, but against Xuanyuan, the outcome is less than 50 or 50."
Xuanyuan Qingfeng came back to his senses, trembled, and said in disbelief: "You want to go to Daxueping to kill the ancestor?"
The coughing scholar just smiled without answering, only his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Cao Changqing didn't make it clear to you in his letter?" Jing Zhou frowned. Although this scholar has read all the Three Teachings, he still accepts death. If Xuanyuan Jingcheng went to Daxueping, forcibly promoted himself to the realm of land gods, and perished together with Xuanyuan Dapan, wouldn't his journey have been in vain?
Although the Xuanyuan family in Huishan had a solid century-old foundation, in his eyes it was not as good as Wang Zuo, a talented man who was just one step away from becoming a Confucian sage.
Seeing that his wife refused to look at him again from beginning to end, Xuanyuan Jingcheng sighed slightly and said: "The letter made it clear, but how can Jingcheng be willing to ask the young master to share this muddy water? Although the victory or defeat is less than 50, but I I am sure to kill Xuanyuan Dapan. I didn’t dare to die before. What will her mother and daughter do after I die? So I have been waiting until the young master asked someone to deliver the letter."
"Clean up this family. Qingfeng and her mother will never have to suffer any injustice in the future. But I hope that after today, the young master will help Qingfeng control Huishan. After that, the young master will use Qingfeng as a puppet, and he can bring the power of the Xuanyuan family into the family." In the palm of your hand.”
Twenty years ago, he could do nothing when he saw his wife entering his ancestor's house. Twenty years later, Huang Tian finally paid off and he could read a message from heaven and man.
He read Spring and Autumn Days, Taoism Wuwei, and Buddhism Compassion.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng wants this ancestor to know that his so-called understanding of the three religions is nonsense!
Double cultivation of enlightenment is really a heresy!
Since Xuanyuan Dapan wants to achieve great immortality, he wants this ancestor to see what great immortality is!
Jingzhou scolded: "That's all bullshit. How can you, a wife like you, live alone after you die? She has studied for half a lifetime and understands the principles of the Spring and Autumn Period, but she cannot understand a woman's heart. She is angry with you and doesn't even look at you. Can't you look at her more?
"She doesn't allow you to step into this courtyard, do you really think that you can't step in? If she doesn't care about you, why does she climb into Xuanyuan Dapan's bed but turn a blind eye to Xuanyuan Jingxuan?"
"Xuanyuan Qingfeng is a daughter and wants to be the Lord of Huishan. The name is not justified. Even if you arrange it properly, there are still a lot of troublesome things left. Up and down Huishan, for the second and third bedrooms, There are quite a few people who swear allegiance to her, even if I can shine on Xuanyuan Qingfeng once or twice, how can I shine on her a thousand times?"
"Besides, if you Xuanyuan Jingcheng is dead, what use will I have to the power of Huishan? If you really want to die, you will have to compile a new calendar for me before you die!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng was stunned for a while and smiled bitterly. He had been smart for half his life, but he didn't understand that it was his wife who was angry with him.
If the person in front of him hadn't pointed it out, he probably wouldn't have been able to see clearly in his life.
Just as Xuanyuan Jingcheng was about to say something, he saw the man in front of him rising into the sky and heading straight towards the Daxueping.
This is killing people!
"Small grievances can be eliminated with wine, but big grievances cannot be eliminated without a sword." Xuanyuan Jingcheng watched the purple shadow go away, and smiled at the woman who always had her back to him. His sleeves were fluttering, and so were the people. Disappear into the courtyard.
Since the body can be left alive without dying, then use the awe-inspiring aura to sweep away the dirty Xuanyuan family.
Daxueping
Guniu descends to the fairy's mansion
A burly old man climbed up from the furnace, looked out with sharp eyes, and whispered: "Such a person has come to Huishan Mountain. Could it be the old Taoist from Longhu Mountain?"
Hearing this, the Taoist nun who was forcibly kidnapped from Longhu Mountain trembled. A Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?
It's not like he's here to look for himself.
At first, when she fell into the hands of Xuanyuan Dapan, the old Taoist nun was still worried. Later, after being exposed to the rain and dew, she realized that such joy could exist in this world. Xuanyuan Dapan seems to be older than the leader, but who would have thought that he is getting older and stronger, which makes people happy every time.
Compared with practicing hard in Longhu Mountain, enjoying the joy of fish and water here is like a fairy's day.
"This aura is not from the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain!" The ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, who was very skilled in appearance, put aside the arm entangled with the furnace cauldron, put on his brocade clothes, and strode outside.
Xuanyuan Dapan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the gate of Guniujiang's mansion, silent and majestic. He has been in charge of the Xuanyuan family for a full period, and he has the aura of a superior person, especially his cold gaze, which makes people shudder.
Xuanyuan Dapan glanced to the northwest and saw a long rainbow passing through the sky. In front of the long rainbow, there were several figures rushing up from the ground, trying to stop the long rainbow.
As several dragon-like sword energy slashed out, one figure after another fell to the ground, unsure of life or death.
"He is dressed in purple clothes and has a jade belt hanging from his waist. He can still have such strength. Could this boy be the mountain ghost who dares to challenge the Qingzhou navy?" Although Xuanyuan Dapan has been a double cultivator in Guniu all year round, he is not indifferent to the world's affairs. On the contrary, there is no major event in the martial arts world that he does not know.
Xuanyuan Dapan sneered a few times after guessing the identity of the person.
For people in the world of martial arts, the fastest way to become famous is to follow the reputation of the older generation. This was the case for Li Chungang back then. When he was in his twenties, he went to Sword Pool to challenge Wu Wei, the Plum Blossom Sword Sect, and humiliated the senior to the extreme. He committed suicide by pulling his neck. In just a few years, Li Chungang defeated the older generation with one sword and one man, earning the title of Sword God.
It's just that there is only one Li Chungang in the world, and Shangui wants to step on his Xuanyuan Daban, a long-established figure, as a stepping stone to fame, but there is still little chance.
It seems that he has rarely made any moves in recent years, and the world has almost forgotten his name Xuanyuan Dapan.
So what if one sword can break more than 600 pieces of armor?
So what if I destroyed the Huanglong battleship with just one hand?
Xuanyuan Dapan has a very high self-esteem. Looking at the Central Plains, the only people he can take seriously at this time are the two immortals on Longhu Mountain, Wang Xianzhi from Emperor Wu City, Deng Tai'a who can compete with Wang Xianzhi, and the two immortals from Liangchan Temple. Who else is the indestructible bald donkey in white?
Cao Changqing, an official in Tsing Yi who ranked among the top three martial arts reviewers, was just a junior in his eyes.
At the age of thirty, he was able to fight against the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu among the four great masters. At the age of forty, he dared to break into the Wu Family Sword Tomb alone. In the next ten years, he fought swords with Li Chungang at the peak of his swordsmanship. He even went to Qi Xuanzhen before he ascended to the throne. At the Dragon Tiger Mountain Demon Slaying Platform, if you compete with the best person in the world in terms of internal strength, even if you are slightly inferior, it will be an honor even if you lose.
Over the years, he devoted himself to studying the Great Dao in Guniujiang, and devoted himself to integrating Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. His cultivation level has steadily increased, and even the land of gods on land is not out of reach.
At this time, even if Li Chungang returned to the world and used the two-sleeved green snake in Daxueping, he would still be smashed to pieces under his fist.
The rainbow came in an instant and landed at the end of the snow flat.
Jingzhou looked blankly at the old man who could even attack his granddaughter and great-granddaughter, and suddenly the word "cannon armor" came to his mind.
The Thirteen A of Spring and Autumn Period are really lacking.
Although Fangzhongshu was regarded as a heretic by the three sects, it was just that when Xuanyuan Dapan got into his hands, Xuanyuan Dapan was able to fiddle with these two secret skills into one, two, three, four, five. Wu Lingsu, who is also hiding in Qingcheng Mountain and practicing the Tantric Joy Technique, is inferior to Xuanyuan Dapan in terms of cultivation.
This old man looks shriveled, but in fact he has a long breath in his belly, and his eyes are shining brightly, especially his pair of iron palms, with broad bones, like a fan leaf. He is obviously very good at boxing and kicking.
Jing Zhou thought to himself: "This is a disrespectful and lustful old guy. In all likelihood, after losing to Li Chungang in a sword fight and Bi Neli to Qi Xuanzhen, he will use his fists and kicks again. What is this old guy? I want to learn everything, but I also want to be good at everything. I practice over and over again, but I don’t get good at it. If you are willing to focus on practicing swordsmanship, you may not be able to defeat Gu Jiantang."
"Hehe, the boy is very lucky. He has already passed Zhixuan at a young age. With Li Chungang's demeanor back then, no wonder he dares to invade our Huishan!"
Jingzhou looked directly at Xuanyuan and said, "Even if I haven't crossed Zhixuan, I still dare to break into your Huishan."
"Hmph, that's not a small tone! You broke into my Guniujiang and killed my Xuanyuan family's retainers. Have you ever thought about the consequences? Don't think that the court can't do anything to you, just because you really think that no one in the world can cure you!" Xuanyuan Dapan was not in a hurry to take action, but held his hands behind his back.
This approach, in the eyes of Lao Jianghu, is extremely entrusting. When facing an enemy, if you stand with your hands behind your back, you will naturally be half a point slower. If your skills are almost the same, you will suffer a big loss in this half point.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Jingzhou didn't answer, but just smiled and said: "I often heard that there was a martial arts wizard in Guniujiang. He was able to take power in Daxueping at the age of thirty. After that, his cultivation level was on par with the four great masters, and he dominated the Jianzhou Wulin for a decade. He’s quite a character.”
"You think you can make me soft by saying nice things?" Xuanyuan Dapan sneered, full of arrogance.
What about the celestial realm?
It’s just the celestial realm among the three religions.
The Xuanyuan family is adjacent to Longhu Mountain, and the people Xuanyuan Dapan has come into contact with most in his life are Taoist priests. Although the Taoist aura of the boy in front of him is vague, it cannot escape his eyes.
Realm does not represent combat power, especially among the three religions, the same realm is often half a step lower than that of a martial artist.
Isn't that Korean cat in Tai'an City good at killing celestial phenomena with his fingers?
Jingzhou sighed: "It's just that this old guy has been unlucky all his life. He lost to Li Chungang. In the next ten years, he gave up his sword to practice swordsmanship. He thought he would return to the world with a sword and gain the reputation of being a sword-armor, but he was chased by the unknown Gu Jiantang all the way. When we reached Guniu Dagang, we lost one and a half moves. Could it be that we don’t even want weapons at this time?"
Xuanyuan Dapan's face suddenly darkened, and murderous intent burst out from his body.
Jingzhou took a breath and sighed: "It doesn't matter that you have been defeated many times. Isn't it just that you got the name Xuanyuan Busheng? It's also a few taels of meat. It's just that this old man is not shy. The longer he lives, the more he goes back. Nothing will happen. He is a double cultivator with his granddaughter and great-granddaughter, and among the outstanding ones in the family, who hasn’t been harmed by him?”
"Tiger's poison does not eat its seeds. This Hu Tu's way of doing things is really hard for people to understand. If such a ungrateful old man can become a land god, then it's okay if he doesn't become a god on land."
"Young man is looking for death!"
Xuanyuan Dapan's eyes widened, as if he wanted to choose someone to like. With a bang, he punched out his fists, and the internal energy accumulated in his body for nearly a hundred years stirred up, like boiling water.
In this world, anyone who dares to expose Xuanyuan’s shortcomings to his face has not crawled out of his mother’s womb yet!
Jingzhou smiled heartily and was met with a kick. The strong wind blew and hit Xuanyuan Dapan's fist hard.
Suddenly, there was a loud roar on the snowy plain, like a landslide, and ripples visible to the naked eye swayed around the two people. Along the way, the grass and trees broke, and the sand and rocks stirred up.
The Guniu descended onto the Shenxian Temple, which had never been damaged in nearly a century, and then started to shake. The glazed tiles on the roof seemed to be falling, which frightened the Taoist nun who had closed her eyes to enjoy the aftertaste. She lost three souls and two souls. He grabbed a robe, didn't even bother with his shoes, and ran straight out.
Xuanyuan Dapan was not too surprised when he received a hard kick. The kick suddenly fell to the ground, and he shot up. With a palm strike, the Gang Qi surged directly towards Jingzhou's front.
Jingzhou continued to kick the giant palm away, and at the same time he rushed forward, his sleeves flowing elegantly, and thrust out a palm diagonally, pointing directly at the back of Xuanyuan Dapan.
Xuanyuan Dapan had faced countless enemies in his life. When the Gang Qi in his palm was kicked away, he had been paying attention. At this time, he noticed the wind behind his ears and punched two consecutively.
The fists and palms intertwined, and the energy overflowed. The ground, which was difficult to damage with axes and hammers, could not bear it. It suddenly exploded, with ravines crisscrossing it. The sonorous sound of gold and stone seemed to pierce the eardrums.
Xuanyuan Dapan's face darkened, and he was no longer as confident as before. The strength in the hands of the boy in front of him suddenly increased, as if he had lost all energy. The breath coming from the tip of his fist was like a surge, making him retreat three steps in a row before finally Remove the strength from your hands.
"You are such a good person both internally and externally, but I have underestimated you." Xuanyuan Dapan gave a grim smile, no longer sparing any effort, and unleashed all the strength of the Celestial Realm. With a wave of his hands, the soil on the ground rolled loudly, and there seemed to be thousands of giant pythons below. Crawling, sand and dust cover the sky and the sun.
