He Qingxian never thought that he would be a hero.
When the master first picked up the Three Purities Concept, the senior brother was working hard to learn martial arts and recite sutras. He took the promotion of the Three Purities Concept as his own responsibility and had goals and ideals.
And what about him?
Since entering Sanqing Temple, the scriptures I have read the most are Divination Stars, Qi Men Dun Jia, and Zhouyi Ba Bagua.
Because when he was begging for food, he would lie on the cross street every day and look at the fortune teller behind the street divination stall. He could make people pay money willingly by opening his mouth. When he met a big girl or a young wife, he could even touch bones as an excuse to do so openly. Take advantage of others.
At that time, he was extremely envious...
It only costs three to five cents to kowtow and worship for a day, and you can buy two steamed buns. It is better to just talk and spend the night in a brothel.
So he doesn't think there's anything good about practicing martial arts. Fortune-telling and fortune-telling are the pinnacle of a Taoist.
I have hobbies, so I have motivation.
He knows that he has an out-of-touch personality, he is very nervous and lustful, he is timid and fearful, and he must be stingy.
Therefore, he never wanted to be a hero.
When we were at Sanqing Temple, six senior brothers were fighting with the monks in the temple in the west of the city. He always hid in the back, only moving his mouth but not using his hands.
He knew that with his own character, he would never be able to sacrifice himself for others, let alone sacrifice his own life.
If it were before, he would definitely kneel down and beg for mercy, surrender to the enemy and rebel.
How painful it is to be beaten.
But today I don’t know which string is wrong, but I actually want to save people.
He himself found it incredible.
Yes,
That's my junior brother,
Started at the age of sixteen,
A little filthy kid who is even dirtier than he was back then.
The eldest, the third, and the others have practiced internal skills and thought they were martial arts masters. They felt that they were old and had entered the school early, so they were holding back.
As soon as he walked in, he told him the rules with a sullen face, which was wrong.
So you can only do things like bathing him yourself.
The fourth, fifth, and sixth, they know nothing, and all of them are out of their minds.
Little Po Boy, little Po Boy, I didn’t expect that in the blink of an eye, you would become a True Martial Arts Lord.
He Qingxian was being beaten, one-sidedly.
His own martial arts skills are poor, let alone rebuilding his internal strength.
As soon as I stretched out my hand,
The trick that was full of flaws was seen through by others.
One palm after another,
Punch after punch.
No resistance.
"Damn it, it's like beating the shit out of you. I'm talking to you guys, Taoist, it's the best at resisting wrinkles..."
However, after being beaten for more than ten times, the corners of his mouth became split, and the pink flesh turned outward, making it difficult to speak.
Bruised eyes, abdominal cramps.
The Immortal Tribulation is indeed well-deserved, but it can be painful to the poor.
Junior Brother, Junior Brother, did you hear my shouting? Second Brother, I really can’t hold on any longer.
He was beaten to the ground again,
Struggling to stand up again.
The two immortal kings were also a little surprised. They looked at each other with boredom in their eyes.
As a disciple of the Immortal Mansion, a world-famous Immortal Lord, even if he can reach the level of a Grandmaster, he is still a Grandmaster.
But such a broken Taoist priest, who suffered more than a dozen blows from his Immortality Finger, still had the strength to stand up.
One of them stepped towards him, his finger strength increasing, and a white halo surrounded his index finger.
"You are the best at resisting beatings, right?"
How leisurely is like a dying tree, crumbling.
Blood dripped from his fingers to the ground,
He was breathing heavily.
The corners of the torn mouth were raised upwards.
"I am Sili's father, and I am sweeping the grain."
"you wanna die!"
The index finger instantly touched his chest, and He Qingxian was shot away like a cannonball.
Or say that Zhang Qingyuan is like him. Even if he can't beat him, he can't lose in words!
Looking at He Qingxian lying motionless on the ground, the immortal king who had been scolded was still puzzled.
Another person advised: "Okay, if you are dead, why do you want to whip the corpse?"
Master's matters are important. "
"snort!"
The one who was scolded was indignant and said, "It really gave him an advantage."
"Well……"
A faint voice came, and the two turned around in disbelief.
Why are you still alive?
He Qingxian leaned against the wall, looked at the two of them and said, "Li Niang, it's so fun, haha... cough cough."
"I'm going to cut off his head and see if he can curse again without his head!"
He Qingxian ignored the aggressive Xiao Xianjun and looked across the courtyard with swollen eyes.
After such a long time, I should have run away. This time, brother, I really can’t hold on anymore.
Just as he was about to walk in front of her, He Qingxian watched him draw his sword.
The sword flashed...
Heads float into the air.
He Qingxian was a little confused, my head was still there, but whose head flew off?
In front of him, Zhang Qingyuan and Li Qiuran stood holding swords.
Opposite them, the people from the Immortal Mansion had already surrounded the three of them.
He Qingxian was stunned for a moment and cursed weakly: "Brother, why don't you run away? Your brother's death was in vain..."
Zhang Qingyuan turned around and looked at this second senior brother who had his own shortcomings.
"You are really handsome today."
"Talk about those farts, we're all going to get shit."
Zhang Qingyuan shook his head: "Don't worry, you won't be able to survive even if I die. Good people will not live long, but harm will last for thousands of years."
"If you don't die today, you can support me for the rest of your life."
Zhang Qingyuan's face jumped up and he said to Li Qiuran: "Bandage the second senior brother, and leave the rest to me."
"rest assured."
Li Qiuran turned around to bandage He Qingxian's wound, while Zhang Qingyuan took two steps forward.
In fact, he had already heard He Qingxian's shout, not just him, but everyone in the courtyard could hear it.
In Chen's house, there is no one who is not a martial arts practitioner and has excellent ears.
So after hearing the shouts, Zhang Qingyuan and Li Qiuran immediately ran out with their swords in hand.
But as soon as he arrived at the courtyard, he was stopped by four female disciples.
The four of them were also delayed in their star-chasing sword skills for a while.
At this moment, the people from the Immortal Mansion had surrounded them, and Wang Zhuyang and Xiao Xingyue were standing in front of him.
The belated arrival of the Chen family father and daughter ran into the yard. Looking at the scene in front of them, they suddenly felt at a loss.
Especially Chen Linger, one second she was a dreamer about to marry into a wealthy family, but the next second...
"What...what's going on?"
Chen Jianghai hurriedly ran between Zhang Qingyuan and Wang Zhuyang, blocking them while looking at Wang Zhuyang.
"What are you doing? Why are you still fighting?"
Although Zhang Qingyuan knew that their target was him, he didn't know the specific reason.
Now he only knows that his unlucky second brother has been beaten into a human shape because of him.
"Chen, stop pretending to be a good person!" Li Qiuran, who was bandaging his wounds, said without looking back.
The voice was cold and the tone was indifferent.
"Sister Qiu Ran..."
"Shut up!" Li Qiuran also refused to give her face.
Zhang Qingyuan was holding the sword. The second senior brother was too seriously injured and he must be given enough treatment time.
So he didn't move, because if he did, there would be many people on the other side, and it would be inevitable that someone would slip through the net and disturb Li Qiuran's treatment.
"Dad, Uncle Wang, Xiyuan, what on earth is going on!"
Chen Linger was so anxious that she jumped.
Wang Xiyuan also walked out at this moment. He looked at Zhang Qingyuan and said lightly: "Never mind that that idiot Zheng Yubo is also in Songjiang."
"It seems you know I went to find him?"
"Oh, that fool, if Huanxi servant hadn't been there, he would have been tied up long ago."
Zhang Qingyuan nodded and said: "You haven't figured it out yet, but my second senior brother really has a few tricks up his sleeve."
Wang Zhuyang spoke at this moment, with a trace of unbearability on his face.
"Taoist Master Qingxian is right. I do have two sons. The second son has a bad fate, so I have to borrow your life to extend his life. Lord Zhenwu Taoist, I can't help you."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and break his limbs and tie him back to the Immortal Mansion!" Xiao Xingyue said urgently.
Zhang Qingyuan chuckled: "Wang Zhuyang, this old woman of yours is indeed not very smart, and the city is not as deep as you. Even if my second senior brother is not here, I will still be on guard against you, and you will unleash your murderous intent on me before the plan is completed. None of them are smart."
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." How could Xiao Xingyue, who was called a bitch, bear it, she stepped forward with the Star Chaser Wushuang Sword in hand.
Chen Jianghai also pulled out the Starlight Sword at this moment and stopped Xiao Xingyue's footsteps.
"What are you going to do? Didn't you say that you would only use my daughter to celebrate your son's wedding? How could it involve Qingyuan?"
Sure enough, Chen Jianghai knew early on that Chen Ling'er was not marrying Wang Xiyuan. No wonder when he asked him a few days ago, he looked away and hesitated.
Chen Ling'er looked at her father in disbelief, and then at Wang Xiyuan, as if her chest had been hit by a big stone.
"You... Xiyuan?"
Now that the words have been spoken, he doesn't care anymore.
"Do you really think I will fall in love with you, silly girl? You don't even take a pee to take a picture of yourself."
He said it mercilessly, but actually he didn't say the last half of the sentence.
The one who licked his toes was prettier than Chen Ling'er...
He didn't dare to say this because Wang Zhuyang would beat him to death.
Wang Zhuyang is indeed an upright person in martial arts. If it weren't for his second son, he would have remained upright.
As for Wang Xiyuan, I can only say that a loving mother often loses her son.
Desperate Chen Ling'er felt that the whole world was collapsing, as if she had suddenly fallen from the Jiutian Yaochi into the eighteenth level of hell.
Because it was too sudden, her ears suddenly rang.
"Dad, is everything he said true?"
I thought I was the unique lucky one, but I never thought that everything was a conspiracy.
The most important thing is that his biological father is also a participant in the conspiracy.
Chen Jianghai turned his head and said with regret: "Ling'er, dad just wants you to be happy. Wang Xiyan looks exactly like him, I..."
"Chen, don't sound so noble. Are you doing it for her happiness? Do you think it's my three-move unparalleled sword manual?"
Wang Xiyuan made the last strike in time.
"Dad, is what he said true?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense, Ling'er, dad really just wants you to be happy."
"Haha, if you have the ability, you can return the sword manual." Wang Xiyuan continued to taunt.
"you shut up!"
Chen Jianghai and Wang Zhuyang shouted at the same time.
Chen Jianghai was angry, but Wang Zhuyang felt that he should not ridicule the weak.
But Xiao Xingyue said: "Is your son wrong? It's not for the sword manual."
The two women have the same character, both mean and mean.
With the support of his old mother, Wang Xiyuan was very courageous and continued: "I'm not afraid to tell you that Chen Ling'er is not here to celebrate my brother at all. She has Jueyin's veins, and her blood can be used to make Tianxiang life-sustaining pills."
"Shut up, you little beast!" Wang Zhuyang then cursed, why does this damn kid say anything to others?
He looked at his wife, "They are all good sons you taught!"
"Huh." Xiao Xingyue also felt that she was wrong and stopped talking.
Hearing Wang Xiyuan's words, Chen Jianghai was also in disbelief and his eyes turned red.
He turned his stiff head and looked at Wang Zhuyang.
Holding the Starlight Sword in his hand, he roared angrily: "I will fight with you!"
He originally thought that his daughter was just for happiness. Not only would she marry into a wealthy family, but he would also receive a generous betrothal gift.
However, he really didn't know that their goal was to kill his daughter.
He rushed towards Wang Zhuyang using the rough starlight sword technique, but before he could stab him, his chest was cut open by Xiao Xingyue's sword light.
"father!!!"
Chen Jianghai supported his body,
"Ling'er, Taoist Priest Qingyuan, I'm sorry for you..."
At this time, He Qingxian's external injuries had been bandaged and Li Qiuran was treating his internal injuries.
Taking this time, he explained in simple words the reason why Zhang Qingyuan was targeted.
Only now did Zhang Qingyuan realize that he was their target, and the node was here.
They knew that Chen Linger and I were friends, and they also knew that I wanted to sell them the Starlight Sword.
Therefore, they found out my schedule in advance and came to propose marriage at this time.
As a friend, I will definitely be stayed by them to see off the bride and have a wedding drink or something.
This is why they are so anxious, they want to lure me to the Immortal Mansion quickly to save his son's life.
Unfortunately, the plan was too rough and full of loopholes.
And I am a good person.
Chen Ling'er lay on Chen Jianghai's body and cried.
Zhang Qingyuan shrugged.
"Is it Zhaixinglou who gave you the prescription?"
"So what?"
Zhang Qingyuan shook his head: "It's okay, I'll let them go down to accompany you."
"Stop talking nonsense and watch me break your hands and feet, come on!"
Wang Zhuyang sighed, and circles of light surrounded the ten fingers of his hands.
"Taoist Master Qingyuan, I'm sorry."
Zhang Qingyuan took a deep breath, raised his sword and said:
"No, it should be Pindao who says this to you."
Zhenwu Demon-Conquering Sword Technique...
Fight the devil!
