Confucian camp.
"Sage Fighting!"
After dealing with the little monk's matter, Li Ziye didn't know where his head was cramping again, and he actually wanted to challenge Little Red Riding Hood.
A certain person always feels that he is good again just after he has made a little progress.
In the camp, the two stood facing each other. Then, Li Ziye shouted loudly and launched a big move.
Around him, a group of Confucian disciples looked on, treating him like a crowd.
Fight, fight.
Come on, senior brother!
The support rate was one-sided, and no one was optimistic about Li Ziye, as long as they were not blind.
Regardless of strength or charisma, Little Red Riding Hood wins.
"Twenty moves, twenty moves at most."
A disciple secretly placed a bet, betting that Li would lose within twenty moves.
"Fifteen moves!"
A disciple hesitated for a moment and whispered.
"Ten moves are the most."
A familiar voice came and said.
"Two...Second Senior Brother!"
When everyone reacted, they were shocked and immediately shut up, pretending that they had not said anything.
Wen Xiuru smiled and stood there quietly, watching the competition ahead.
Although Brother Li has made great progress these days, compared with his senior brother, he is still far behind.
What's more important is that the senior brother is familiar with all of Brother Li's martial arts.
For example, Chen Jiaoxi only demonstrated the Haoran Palm Technique practiced by Brother Li once. The rest was basically taught step by step by his senior brother. The Flying Immortal Technique was also practiced with the help of his senior brother. Even the Buddhist moves The bright mirror is not the same as Taiwan. I have seen my senior brother many times and gave him many pointers.
how to spell?
No need to fight!
Beat up!
Sure enough, during the battle, Li Ziye unleashed his ultimate move, and his energy surged upwards, almost breaking through the limits of the second divine treasure and reaching the third realm.
After practicing for many days, Li Moumou barely succeeded in the Holy Fighting Technique, and finally he could control it a little.
Among them, Little Red Riding Hood takes more than half of the credit.
To describe it in four words, just work hard!
Difficult to teach, stupid!
Li Moumou's talent is the worst that Bai Wangyu, the senior Confucian disciple, has ever seen... Well, because of someone's face, he can barely take one.
Li ate most of the elixirs brought by Zhu Zhu, and Li also ate less of the elixirs brought by Faru.
In addition, Li Moumou came to Mobei and brought a load of medicine with him, and someone's cultivation resources are so good that it is simply enviable.
However, there are no eggs.
"boom!"
Just after ten moves, a figure flew through the air and drew a graceful curve. With a bang, he fell face to the ground and ate mud.
History is always surprisingly similar and never changes.
"It's indeed ten moves."
Outside the battle, Wen Xiuru said with self-satisfaction that every move was accurate and his eyesight was really getting better and better.
In the distance, Chen Qiaoer narrowed his eyes slightly after watching the competition in front of him and said, "They are both sons of the Li family, so why is the gap so big?"
That Li Qingzhi was already able to compete with the great cultivators of the Five Realms. This Li Ziye had spent countless cultivation resources, but he was still so weak.
Even a pig should be enlightened after being fed so many powerful medicines and medicine kings.
"I have broken through to the third level in the past two days. We don't need to worry about it at all. It's just this kid."
On the side, Yao Guihai also had a look of hatred on his face. He had seen stupid people, but never such stupid people.
"His understanding of moves is just passable, given his training speed."
In front of the two of them, Fa Ru sighed softly, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Forget it, the Li family has a lot of money. If it doesn't work, just use the King of Medicine and the Great Medicine to pile it up."
"Yesterday, another batch of large medicines from the Li family was delivered here. The Central Plains is so far away from here, and there will be trouble on the road. The Li family can deliver the large medicines smoothly. It is really powerful." Yao Guihai said with emotion.
"Money can make a fool of himself."
Chen Qiaoer said lightly, "Isn't this what that kid often says?"
"Get ready. Give him the medicine king and help him open his fifth meridian."
Faru said.
"Um!"
Yao Guihai, Chen Qiaoer nodded in response.
Half a day later.
In front of the tent, Confucian disciples came one after another carrying buckets of hot water, entered the tent, and filled the big wooden buckets with hot water, which was very busy.
"Husband, I will help you change your clothes."
Not long after, after the medicinal bath was ready, Zhu Zhu took a step forward, looked at the young man in front of her, and smiled.
"This...isn't good."
Li Ziye said shyly.
"Boy, what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"
Ahead, Yao Guihai saw this and said impatiently.
"What are you urging!"
Li Ziye glanced at the group of people in front of him, and the shy look on his face suddenly disappeared, and he said angrily, "There are so many of you, how can I take off my clothes!"
"Brother Li, just pretend we don't exist."
In the tent, Wen Xiuru said with a smile, "Everyone is also curious. After all, no one has ever seen such a strange thing as the reshaping of meridians."
"Uh-huh!"
Behind him, a bunch of Confucian disciples nodded vigorously.
At this age, they had never heard that meridians could be reshaped. Li Jiaoxi was indeed different from ordinary people.
Li Ziye gritted his teeth angrily and really wanted to smash these guys to death with a barrel.
Although there is no need to hide this matter today, it is too much to have so many people watching!
"Master Zhang!"
Li Ziye looked at Faru on the side, hoping that the old man could help control these guys.
"Hurry up, kid, I'll have something to do later."
Faru ignored the request of the boy in front of him and urged.
When Li Ziye heard this, his face showed a look of grievance, and even the old man Fa Ru and others changed.
As a last resort, Li Moumou could only start to take off his clothes in front of everyone.
"Master Zhang."
Beside Fa Ru, Bai Wangyu opened the wooden box containing the medicine king and handed it over.
In the wooden box, a green lotus was lying there quietly. The fragrance of the medicine was fragrant. Just the smell of it made the Confucian disciples in the tent feel relaxed and happy.
Faru took the medicine king and stepped forward.
In the medicine bucket, as soon as Li Ziye entered it, he was immediately burned and grinned.
Around them, a group of people showed nervous expressions on their faces.
It’s about to begin!
In front of the medicine bucket, Faru's face darkened, and he put his hand on the chest of the young man in front of him. A vast righteousness surged out from his body, and he injected it gently at first, waiting to find the fifth meridian that was blocked by the former.
With a bang, the majestic and endless aura of righteousness suddenly burst out, shattering its meridians inch by inch.
"ah!"
In an instant, a scream like a slaughtered pig resounded through the Confucian camp, and the wilderness was unprotected, and it could be heard several miles away.
The powerful men from the Buddhist sect, Tianyu Palace, and the eight tribes in Mobei looked startled when they heard the screams from the Confucian sect.
What happened?
"This sound?"
In the Tantai clan camp, Tantai Jingyue put down the art of war in her hands and frowned slightly. It was the boy from the Li family.
Strange, does anyone in the Confucian sect dare to mess with that kid?
Half an hour later.
Faru walked out of the tent with a tired look on his face, looking slightly pale. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of energy.
Then, the Confucian disciples walked out one after another with dull faces.
It’s nothing!
In the rear tent, Li Ziye shivered and huddled in the medicine bucket. His face was extremely pale, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans were dripping down.
"Husband."
On the side, Zhu Zhu was heartbroken. She took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from the face of the young man in front of her.
"Big Brother."
Inside the tent, Wen Xiuru lowered his voice and whispered, "Brother Li doesn't seem to have broken through. Doesn't it mean that every time Brother Li opened a meridian before, he would break through?"
"It should be the effect of King Medicine, it's not that strong anymore."
Bai Wangyu nodded and said solemnly, "Maybe Brother Li has used too many medicine kings, so the effect is not as good as before."
"normal."
Next to him, Chen Qiaoer, who had been silent for a long time, stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "The King of Medicines is so precious. It is rare for ordinary people to encounter one in their lifetime. This kid has used four of them, and his body will not develop resistance." It’s strange, it’s probably just barely enough to break through the fifth meridian this time, so don’t think about breaking through.”
Having said this, Chen Qiaoer looked at the young man in the medicine bucket in front of him and said calmly, "Little guy, it seems that your shortcut to practice ends here. From now on, if you want to improve your cultivation, you can only practice hard like everyone else. As for when your last three meridians can be opened, or whether they can be opened, it's up to God."
Is there anything more precious than the King of Medicine in the world?
there must be!
But something like that can really be called a divine object.
Medicine kings are not common, and divine objects are even rarer to find.
This kid's body is now like a bottomless pit. Every time a vein is opened, the resources required increase exponentially.
If it were not for the deep financial resources of the Li family, the path to martial arts would have been cut off long ago for anyone else.
However, in the future, no matter how strong the Li family's financial resources are, it may be useless.
Divine objects cannot be bought with a lot of money.
The last three meridians, Ren, Du, and Chong, are the clearest dividing lines for evaluating martial arts talent. Each of these meridians is extremely critical. Similarly, it is much more difficult to break open than the first five meridians.
It depends on whether this boy and the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal can find a way to change their fate against the will of heaven.
