Green light flashed, and a cold light suddenly pierced out, pointing directly at the little Taoist priest's left shoulder. The seven-colored red dust energy on the three-foot green front flickered uncertainly, and for a while turned into several afterimages, hitting the little Taoist priest like a sword formation.
"It's the Hengshan Quick Sword, the Thirteen Styles of Thousand Changes of Clouds and Mists." Someone in the audience recognized this sword technique and shouted in surprise, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, and Brother Ren Ji has learned a new sword technique!"
"That little Taoist priest has won five games in a row in the Third Pavilion. I wonder if Brother Ren Ji can stop him!" someone whispered.
"I don't think so!" Another warrior shook his head slightly, "Don't you know the little Taoist Priest Beifeng? He is the disciple of Taoist Lord Tianling and is born with Taoism. Although he is currently only a seventh-grade Taoist disciple, he has an innate talent. Yuan Qi is so powerful, I'm afraid Brother Ren Ji's attacks won't be able to hurt him at all!"
At this time, Ren Ji's sword light on the stage was only a few feet away from the little Taoist priest opposite. The little Taoist priest calmly kneaded the formula with both hands. Purple energy rose up all over his body, and instantly turned into a Tai Chi diagram above the little Taoist priest's head. The Tai Chi diagram rotated , sprinkled with bits of purple light, wrapping the sad little Taoist priest in a beautiful way.
The magical power of Taoism and the brilliance of Tai Chi.
I saw Ren Ji's long sword piercing into the Tai Chi light, as if it were inserted into sand, a huge resistance came from the light, and the afterimage that originally appeared due to the rapid sword dance also disappeared in an instant. At the same time, The blade of the long sword also had cracks due to Yuan Qi's attack, and seemed to be about to break apart, causing a burst of exclamations from the audience.
"Tai Chi brings out the brilliance! There is almost no solution to this, there is no way to get close at all!"
"That's right. If you can't get close to a Taoist sect, wouldn't you be treated as a target?"
"Brother Ren Ji is in danger now!"
Beifeng looked at Ren Ji, who was close at hand, and smiled softly: "Brother Ren, you didn't get this sword easily. Don't let it be destroyed in the brilliance of Tai Chi. Just withdraw the sword and admit defeat!"
Ren Ji didn't seem to hear it, and his other hand suddenly reached out and hit Tai Chi's radiant magical power.
"What is Brother Renji doing? He... hmm? You see, the color of Taichi Shenghui has become lighter."
"It's the star-absorbing technique! Brother Ren Ji's star-absorbing technique!"
"I understand. Brother Ren Ji's sword moves are feints. The real purpose is to confuse Taoist Beifeng and get closer to him."
"Yes! The foundation of Confucianism and Taoism is Qi. As long as the innate energy of Taoist Bei Feng is depleted, we can win the battle!"
"It seems that the winning streak of Bei Feng Xiao Daoist Master is about to be broken!"
Everyone looked towards the stage again.
Beifeng frowned slightly. He felt a huge suction force grabbing him, and the innate energy in his body was being absorbed by Ren Ji. He intended to stop it, but it became a stalemate like a tug-of-war.
"Martial arts is indeed outstanding." Beifeng nodded slightly. As a candidate for Taoism, he was ordered to come to Dongcang, firstly to spread the prestige of the Taoist sect, and secondly to understand martial arts. It's just that martial arts has not been around for a long time, and there are not many people who can catch his eye. Ren Ji is one of them.
At this time, he could have used some backlash to forcefully move away to avoid Ren Ji's star-absorbing technique, but he was also a Taoist genius after all, so he naturally had a sense of arrogance in his heart.
"Absorb stars? Let's see how many you can absorb!" Bei Feng secretly thought in his heart, and instantly rushed out of Zi Mansion with all his innate energy, and rushed towards Ren Ji without any reservation.
Ren Ji suddenly felt as if a huge purple wave was coming towards him. He calmed down and stopped holding back. He started to use the Star Absorbing Technique to swallow up the innate energy in Bei Feng's body.
On the stage, with Ren Ji and Beifeng as the core, a purple whirlwind was generated out of thin air, wrapping the two of them. The whirlwind blew the clothes of everyone in the audience, and everyone couldn't help but take a step back and admire each other.
"Taoist Master Beifeng is indeed a genius of the Taoist sect. His innate energy is so powerful. It seems that he saved some face for me by fighting against me before."
"Everyone, haven't you thought that Brother Ren Ji has only been practicing martial arts for a few months? He actually fought to such an extent with Master Beifeng, and his martial arts is so powerful!"
"I heard that Mr. Ji Zhongji, the bodyguard of the Marquis, once cut through a double mountain of books with one sword, created his own nine-sword style of breaking Confucianism, and killed the Demon Master. I wonder if we can understand it!"
"This battle should be the pinnacle battle since the opening of Lunjian Pavilion."
The discussion in the audience did not interrupt the fight on the stage. As a large amount of innate energy poured into his body, Ren Ji's face gradually changed from red to white, and from white to purple.
The disadvantage of the star-absorbing method is that the power of inhalation is injected into the meridians, but it cannot flow, and it cannot be cleaned up afterwards. According to the original book, the Yi Jin Jing can achieve this effect, but the problem is that the Yi Jin Jing has not yet appeared. Therefore, Ren Ji rarely uses the star-absorbing method.
At this time, Ren Ji could feel that every meridian in his body was being absorbed and swollen with innate energy, and his limbs felt like pinpricks of pain.
"Brother Ren, give up." Beifeng sighed softly, and another stream of innate energy rushed out. Ren Ji instantly felt that his whole body was bursting, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was shaken away by the aftermath of the innate energy. He fell off the stage and passed out.
"Aji!" Immediately, three or five female heroes showed concern on their faces and rushed towards Ren Ji. At this time, a majestic voice came out from Lunjian Pavilion: "Daomen Beifeng, win! Total victory, six games!"
…
Zhongjingcheng.
The most popular newsboy team appeared on the streets of Zhongjing on time, but within a few months, these little beggars who were dismissed as dogs on the street have become more and more handsome one by one. It is said that several of them were favored by the great Confucian scholars and became his disciples, becoming the second generation of Confucian scholars. Although Mr. Hou has never recognized this as his contribution, anyone with a discerning eye knows that these children were influenced by Mr. Hou's literary style!
"What a pity..." an old man sighed, "If the Marquis had not left, my house and Qing'anfang were only not far apart, and my grandson could always feel the Marquis's elegance. Maybe this time The scholar passed the exam!"
"Fifth Master, don't be ridiculous. Qing'anfang is in the east of the city and you are in the west of the city. They are not far apart, right?" A guest dressed as a scholar smiled and said, "According to what you said, the Marquis's elegant style is enough to overshadow the whole of Zhongjing. ”
"So why not?" The fifth master said with a serious face, "You don't know how prosperous Dongcang City is today. I heard that if you pick the fruit from the tree and take a bite, you will be able to hear and see brightly!"
"It's true." Someone followed and said, "My third cousin is in the caravan and has been to Dongcang City. He specifically told us that the water there is said to be extremely sweet and the girl will be smart and hydrated after drinking it."
"More than that, I heard that there are many great scholars in Dongcang City. Master, you might as well... cough, cough, cough. Anyway, if you were a Confucian scholar, you would be too embarrassed to talk to others."
"Moreover, the Marquis will always do something, and then there will be a lot of strange things, and luck will come from the sky... There is no comparison with this place!"
"Oh, I heard that it is too difficult to obtain household registration in Dongcang City now. Otherwise, I would also like to go north!"
"It would be great if the Marquis is still in Zhongjing..."
Everyone in the tea house sighed again. The sighs did not stop, and the crisp shouting of the newsboy came from outside——
"Wu Hou's new martial arts work, new book released!"
"No one is unjust, everyone is guilty!"
""Dragon", sighing at the hearts of the world!"
“This is the first episode to be released, so pre-order as soon as possible!”
The expressions of regret that were still hanging on everyone's faces instantly dissipated, and everyone suddenly raised their heads: "Master Hou's new book?"
"Why wasn't there any notice before?"
"So sudden!"
"Dragon Babu? Is it related to the Dragon Clan?"
"What the hell, buy it first and then talk about it!"
"Brother, lend me ten taels of silver... Oh, I have the money to buy newspapers. These ten taels are for rewarding the newsboy..."
…
Zheliu Academy.
"I'm so angry!" Kong Tianfang angrily walked into the elegant room at the head of the courtyard and threw the "Da Xuan Min Bao" in his hand to the ground.
Tian Haiyi put down the textbook in his hand and asked doubtfully: "Headmaster, what's wrong?"
"It's not that Chen Luo!" Kong Tianfang said angrily, "His new book "The Eight Parts of the Heavenly Dragon" was first published in three chapters in Dongcang City, but only one chapter was published in other places! It really pisses me off!"
Tian Haiyi smiled and said: "Dongcang City is the place where Taoism is established after all, and some preferential treatment is normal. It will only be over for a day or two, so don't be angry, head of the hospital."
Kong Tianfang glared at Tian Haiyi and said, "Did you watch it for the first time?"
"Not yet!" Tian Haiyi smiled faintly, "But I'm used to his style. It's just out of context. I can afford to wait."
"Take it and take a look!" Kong Tianfang handed the newspaper to Tian Haiyi, who hesitated for a moment: "Headmaster, I want to raise one!"
Kong Tianfang glared at Tian Haiyi: "This is the first time, it's about a little scholar named Duan Yu..."
Tian Haiyi suddenly plugged his ears with righteousness: "Head of the hospital, I won't listen!"
Kong Tianfang sent a message straight into Tian Haiyi's mind: "The chapter begins with a sword fight..."
Tian Haiyi let out a long sigh: "Head of the hospital, give it to me, I'll see for myself!"
Only then did Kong Tianfang hand over the newspaper with satisfaction.
We agreed to catch up on updates together, how could you become a book lover!
Tian Haiyi took the newspaper and read it slowly, sometimes with surprise and relief on his face, sometimes with an aunt's smile, sometimes with a slight shake of his head. But at the end, his face suddenly became excited.
"That's it?"
"This chapter is gone?"
"So short?"
"Shame on the literati!"
Kong Tianfang smiled softly - the familiar atmosphere was back again.
…
Dongcang City.
Ren Ji opened his eyes and looked at the roof of his house.
He lost!
If his meridians were stronger, if his endurance were stronger, maybe...
Ren Ji shook his head slightly. This was his first defeat in the Lunjian Pavilion.
"I still underestimated the heroes of the world." Ren Ji coughed twice and sat up slowly, frowning slightly at the stinging pain all over his body.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a handsome face appeared at the door.
"Aji, are you awake?" A cheerful voice sounded. Ren Ji smiled slightly and looked at the person who came: "Brother Yun, were you the one who sent me back?"
Meng Yun, who was still dressed in men's clothing, nodded, put the food box she brought on the table, and said, "You can tell me in the ring from now on. If I hadn't rushed there in time, you wouldn't even know how many portions you were divided into by those women!"
"A bunch of foxy people, shameless!"
Ren Ji's face showed a look of relief: Brother Yun is similar to him in this way, neither of them wants to have too much involvement with women!
As expected, I did not admit my wrong brother!
He turned his head and saw several newspapers lying on the bedside.
"Well, how many days have I been in a coma?"
Meng Yun poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Ren Ji: "It's been two days. By the way, this is a new story written by the Marquis yesterday. There are three chapters in total. I thought you could drive it when you wake up, so I bought it for you. Ordered one."
Ren Ji took the hot water and said with a smile: "Thank you very much... I'll take a look first."
With that said, Ren Ji picked up the newspaper and read it carefully, while Meng Yun was sitting aside, looking at Ren Ji with eyebrows and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
One house, two people.
very nice.
Ren Ji didn't notice Meng Yun's gaze at all, but was engrossed in the story of "Dragon Babu".
"Hmm..." Ren Ji frowned a little after reading the first episode. Meng Yun asked, "Aji, what's wrong? Don't you like this story?"
"It's not that I don't like it!" Ren Ji shook his head, "I just think this Duan Yu is a bit...inappropriate."
Saying that, Ren Ji looked for the second time.
This second time, it was Duan Yu who saw the jade statue of the fairy sister, and made Ren Ji frown even more deeply by discounting and swearing.
"This... this is not in line with my Tao!" Ren Ji sighed slightly in his heart, "It seems that I will not gain anything from this book."
Just as he was thinking this, Ren Ji's eyes caught the part where Duan Yu discovered the secret book.
"Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" says: "To the north of Qianfa is the Sea of Darkness, which is Tianchi. There is Yu Yan, which is thousands of miles wide, and no one knows how to build it." It also says: "The accumulation of water If it is not thick, it will not be able to carry a large boat. Put a cup of water on the col hall, and the boat will be made of mustard; if you put the cup on it, it will be glued. The water is shallow and the boat is big.' Therefore, the martial arts of our school are to accumulate internal strength. This is the first important point. Since internal strength is strong, all martial arts in the world can be used by me, just like the Northern Ming, I can carry all big and small boats, big fish and small fish. Therefore, internal strength is the basis, and moves are the end. Please pay attention to the following pictures. Practice.”
Ren Ji's heart moved, and the star-absorbing magic in his body began to operate on its own.
When he went further down, he saw the operation method of "Beiming Divine Art", which was just another scroll of images with the operation route marked on it. Ren Ji felt a fog covering his eyes.
At this time, Meng Yun saw Ren Ji suddenly stunned and felt a little worried, so she called softly: "Aji?"
Ren Ji heard Meng Yun's cry and woke up from his trance. He turned his head to look at Meng Yun. His eyes were blurred, but he seemed to see Meng Yun transformed into a young woman with a similar face, lying naked with a line of red dust on her body. Qi circulates, showing him the secret of the movement of Beiming Divine Art.
Ren Ji was shocked: I'm so confused, why do I think Brother Yun is a woman?
Ren Ji deliberately looked away, but his eyes were attracted by the mortal aura, and he unconsciously looked at the entire path of movement. In an instant, a suction force burst out from Ren Ji's body. Meng Yunzheng was not far away from Ren Ji when she felt a suction force burst out, pulling herself towards Ren Ji. Without any resistance, he was sucked directly onto the bed and landed on Ren Ji.
Ren Ji woke up from the realization. He only felt a softness on his body and felt something bad in his heart. He lowered his head and met Meng Yun's dreamy eyes. The face of the young woman he saw during the previous realization gradually overlapped.
Ren Ji's eyes were filled with doubts, and he spoke in surprise:
"Brother Yun, you...you...couldn't...be...a woman?"
…
In the city lord's mansion.
Chen Luo's hand that was eating fruit paused, he smiled, and laughed out loud.
"Good guy, let me tell you, you have such a high talent, why can't you understand some advanced martial arts!"
"The co-authorship is waiting for the Xiaoyao faction!"
"You do have a good eye for it!"
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