The days when I was fishing in Zongwu

Strictly speaking, true essence is like candy to warriors, while the power of heaven and earth is like an ignorant child.

Whoever's candy looks good, and the candy is bigger, will naturally attract more power from heaven and earth.

Therefore, when Meng Chixing was fighting with the sweeping monk before, if only one side used its true energy to gather the power of heaven and earth, the surrounding power of heaven and earth would naturally be attracted to it.

But if the other party also circulates the true essence, then the power of heaven and earth that has no owner will be pulled away by the other party's true essence.

But it's not like what Chu Qinghe is doing now, it's okay to be able to gather the power of heaven and earth with true energy, and he even sucked away all the power of heaven and earth around the two of them in the first place.

Even in the perception of Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, even the power of heaven and earth around Pang Ban and others in the distance has been sucked away. In this back mountain, there is no space between heaven and earth except around the Chuqing River. Power, one person covers the whole field

However, before the two of them were immersed in the astonishment that the power of heaven and earth was occupied by Chu Qinghe alone, in the next second, as Chu Qinghe's lower dantian and middle dantian almost crazily diffused out in a state of pouring out .

Immediately afterwards, to the astonishment of the floor sweeping monk, Meng Chixing and others, a dark blue stream of dark blue was condensed in the sky above the Chuqing River, surrounded by strands of electric arcs, and a five-foot-high human-shaped phantom was sitting in the void.

Not only the contours of the muscles of the body became clearly visible, but also the contours of the face became clear.

And besides the electric arc, there are special cyclones condensing around his body.

After listening carefully, there seemed to be the sound of "thunderbolt and rumble" around.

While the dark blue fluorescent light is flowing, his face is like the golden light glaring in the Buddhist gate, and it is mighty and extraordinary.

People can't help but have a strong sense of palpitation when facing this phantom.

It is the "Thunder God's Wrath" in "The Four Elephants of Heaven".

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Feeling the power of heaven and earth and the image of Thunder God flowing inside, both the sweeping monk and Meng Chixing were shocked.

Not to mention Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk, at this moment Pang Ban and other people from the Great Yuan Kingdom in the distance, and the monk Xuande from the Northern Shaolin also sensed something was wrong, and then all turned their heads to look at the Chuqing River.

When the gazes of several people touched this Thunder God figure, their expressions changed.

And when this Thunder God figure condensed, Chu Qinghe raised his right hand lightly, and with this movement, the same sitting Thunder God figure above Chuqing River also raised his right hand.

At the same time, the floor-sweeping monk instantly felt his aura being locked.

Under the feeling of the locked breath, the sweeping monk at this time suddenly felt the coolness reverberating in the back of his spine, and the warning sign suddenly arose in his heart.

Then the muddy eyes moved down, and when the line of sight touched Chu Qinghe, seeing the indifference in Chu Qinghe's plain eyes, the sweeping monk could be sure that if he continued to approach, the Thunder God's aura condensed above the Chuqing River would follow the trend. He slapped himself with a slap.

Taking this scene into his eyes, after pondering for a few breaths, the sweeping monk slammed his right foot on the ground, and after his body continued to slide forward for half a foot, he twisted his body and rushed towards Meng Chixing again.

Sometimes, the longer a person lives, the more careful his behavior will be.

At the cultivation level of Sweeping Monk and Meng Chixing, after the three flowers condense, the sixth consciousness has already been born.

There is already a perception of life, death or danger.

At this moment, when the sweeping monk's eyes fell on Chu Qinghe, the warning sign that emerged in his heart was far stronger than when he was facing Meng Chixing.

Naturally, between facing Chu Qinghe and Meng Chixing, the sweeping monk chose the latter.

People have lived for so many years, "possible death" and "court death", the sweeping monk can still tell which one to choose.

It's not cowardly, it's just from the heart.

Moreover, in the eyes of the sweeping monk, now that he suddenly turns back to attack Meng Chi, it is unexpected that he can still beat Meng Chi.

The facts are indeed as the sweeping monk thought.

At this time, Meng Chixing did not expect that the sweeping monk would give up so sincerely and continue to approach the Chuqing River, but turned around and chose to do it himself.

When Meng Chixing reacted, the sweeping monk had already rushed in front of Meng Chixing, and the fingers of his right hand were folded together and turned into a knife, carrying the billowing true essence and slashing towards Meng Chixing.

Facing the attack of the sweeping monk, Meng Chixing's eyes were fixed, and then he jumped lightly and swung his right leg towards the sweeping monk like a whip.

Perhaps it was deliberate. At this time, when Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk were fighting together again, the two of them deliberately opened the distance, so that the distance between themselves and Chu Qinghe and the others became farther.

Beside, under the gaze of Lian Xing, Chu Qinghe was still sitting quietly on the wooden chair at this time, but the white long gown on his body was not windy, and the long black hair on the temples was also brought by the turbulent qi in Chu Qinghe's body The waves blowing are like willows swaying by the river.

Perhaps it was because of the arc flashing across Chu Qinghe's body at this time, or it was because of the lightning and thunder reverberating around here at this time.

From Lian Xing's perspective, it is clear that Chu Qinghe's expression is still lazy, but it also gives people a sense of awe-inspiring domineering.

Looking at Chu Qinghe's handsome side face again, Lian Xing couldn't help feeling like a deer bumping into his heart at this time, but when he looked at his eyes, he unconsciously became a little more obsessed, and became even more greedy for Chu Qinghe up.

At the same time, after seeing the sweeping monk and Meng Chixing pull away from him, Chu Qinghe restrained his true energy and restrained the thunder god.

However, as a large amount of true energy was restrained into the body, a few wisps of heaven and earth power also mixed in from this true energy.

After the true qi returned to the lower dantian and middle dantian, these wisps of heaven and earth energy penetrated into the qi sea cave of Chuqing River.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Chixing, the sweeping monk, and Pang Ban in the distance all re-perceived the existence of the power of heaven and earth.

Immediately, everyone was running their true energy crazily at this moment, pulling and gathering as much power of heaven and earth as possible to surround themselves.

With Zhao Min's cultivation strength, how can he clearly see the battle situation and picture of Meng Chixing and the sweeping monk?

Naturally, it is impossible for Chu Qinghe, jellyfish Yin Ji, and Lian Xing to understand the intention of the sweeping monk just now.

But Zhao Min is not stupid.

Combined with Chu Qinghe's sudden and intimidating behavior just now, and just noticing the location of the sweeping monk and Meng Chixing, how could Zhao Min not know what the situation was?
Seeing that Chu Qinghe had shocked Meng Chixing and the floor-sweeping monk, Zhao Min was also surprised at this moment.

Combined with these few times of talking with him just now, Zhao Min can be sure of Chu Qinghe's intellect and sharpness at this time.

If it is an enemy, Chu Qinghe's threat level is even higher than that of Northern Shaolin.

Thinking of this, the first thing Zhao Min thought of was recruiting.

It was found that there was no reason to solicit at all.

In life, what one seeks is nothing more than fame, power and beauties.

But with Chu Qinghe's strength, fame, fortune and power are within his reach.

Moreover, Zhao Min didn't know Chu Qinghe's identity now, so it might be difficult for him to use fame and fortune as a bargaining chip to be attractive.

As for the beauty
Zhao Min immediately thought of himself.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Chu Qinghe.

After looking at Chu Qinghe's face for a while, Zhao Min felt that sacrificing himself was not only not a loss, but also a gain.

But then, Zhao Min lifted his eyes slightly, and glanced at the jellyfish Yin Ji and Lian Xing and the girls beside Chu Qinghe, Zhao Min felt that he was a little uncompetitive.

For a moment, Zhao Min, who had been thinking hard to no avail, couldn't help frowning.

But Chu Qinghe and the others didn't know what Zhao Min was thinking.

Qu Feiyan, who had also come to his senses, looked at Chu Qinghe and asked, "My lord, did the sweeping monk just now seem to be after that Zhao Min or us?"

Facing Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "It's most likely aimed at her."

After getting the confirmation from Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan was puzzled and said, "If that's the case, why do you want to help her, my lord?"

Chu Qinghe said in a lazy voice: "I just said that there is a high probability that it is for her, but I am not sure? What if Zhao Min is just a cover, but he is actually coming for us?"

Chu Qinghe was not familiar with the floor-sweeping monk, so how could he know the specific thoughts and plans of the floor-sweeping monk.

It's just a guess at most.

In case the floor-sweeping monk seemed to continue to lose to Meng Chixing and ran to his side to grab Qu Feiyan and Lian Xing, Jellyfish Yinji thought it would not be impossible to let Chu Qinghe be a free fighter.

Just take precautions in advance and let the sweeping monk not have unrealistic thoughts of dying.

Suddenly, Lin Shiyin said: "According to what the young master said, isn't that sweeping monk Meng Chixing's opponent?"

Hearing this, Chu Qinghe said in a calm voice: "It wasn't certain what I said before, but now, I'm afraid it's really not my opponent."

The sweeping monk was at a disadvantage before, in order to get rid of Meng Chixing's blockade, he rushed to the Chuqing River first, but in the middle of the fight, he did not remove the remaining energy and true energy in the opponent's attack.

Although the three flowers of the sweeping monk's energy and spirit are condensed, and his physical strength is greatly improved under the nourishment of the power of heaven and earth, he is facing Meng Chixing in the end.

After forcibly enduring the strength and true energy, the sweeping monk had already suffered some hidden injuries.

If Meng Chixing was caught off guard just now when Meng Chixing was in a daze and Meng Chixing was injured, perhaps the situation has not yet been determined.

But the sweeping monk's reaction was a bit slower and the surprise attack was not successful.

nowadays.

One side is intact, and one side has hidden injuries.

Continue to fight, the result can be imagined.

And the fact is just as Chu Qinghe thought.

With the continuation of the battle between the two, the injuries in the sweeping monk's body began to intensify gradually under the successive shocks during the battle.

And under the condition of this more serious injury, the movement of the sweeping monk, the speed of the circulation of the true essence in the body, and even the amount of the power of heaven and earth gathered around were all affected.

If it is said that when he fell into a disadvantage before, the sweeping monk was only slightly passive.

So in the current state, the sweeping monk has been completely suppressed by Meng Chixing.

And with the passage of time, such a war situation will further intensify.

Meng Chixing was obviously aware of this situation, and the attacks were more intensive and fierce than before.

Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later.

After the sweeping monk and Meng Chixing met their palms again, under the powerful shock, the sweeping monk couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Meng Chixing stomped his right foot on the ground brazenly, and after jumping up into the air, his true energy surged from all over his body, forming a palm shadow about five feet in size, and brazenly slapped the sweeping monk on the ground. Down.

Feeling the shadow of the palm pressing down on him in the air, the floor-sweeping monk gave a loud shout, and once again condensed his true essence, he condensed a nearly ten-foot-sized golden bell that looked like a substance to cover himself.

As the golden bell slowly rotated, Daodao's energy spread rapidly around the sweeping monk.

However, as soon as the huge palm shadow was blatantly photographed, the moment it touched the golden bell, the turbulent force and the sweeping pressure caused the ground within a ten-foot radius around the sweeping monk to be less than one foot away.

At the same time, under this terrifying force, the floor sweeping monk couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and even his true energy became a little more confused, and the solid gold bell suddenly trembled.

But during this shaking, a few strands of energy suddenly passed through the golden bell and landed on the body of the sweeping monk.

The moment when the energy that was enough to divide the gold and broken jade touched the sweeping monk, it was like a few heavy hammers hammering on the sweeping monk's body, causing the sweeping monk to spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his breath became a little weaker. Instantaneous diarrhea.

And under the stagnation of true energy, the golden bells gathered around the sweeping monk could no longer maintain it, and were directly scattered by Meng Chixing's palm.

When the zhenqi was stirred up, Meng Chixing, who fell from the air, passed through the surrounding air waves and slapped the sweeping monk's head with his palm.

"boom!"

Under this palm, the energy flowed down the top of the sweeping monk's head. While shattering the bones of the sweeping monk's body, the remaining true energy and strength caused the ground under the sweeping monk's feet to sink a few inches again, and the cracks appeared instantly. diffusion.

As the sweeping monk's body limply fell to the ground, blood quickly flowed out from the seven orifices of the sweeping monk, and there was even some white stuff in it.

"Master."

Looking at the dead sweeping monk in front of Meng Chixing, the expressions of the monks from Northern Shaolin in the distance changed drastically.

In the next second, Monk Xuande's expression changed a few times, and then he raised his palm to force Si Han to retreat, then turned around and fled away into the distance.

Seeing this, the other monks from Northern Shaolin also reacted.

Once the sweeping monk died, there was no one in Northern Shaolin who could fight against Meng Chixing.

How can they survive next?
Thinking of this, the thoughts of running away were born in the hearts of the others.

However, before the remaining few monks took action, they saw Meng Chixing let out a cold snort, and then his body shot up like a shooting star.

A few breaths later, when Meng Chi left and came back, he was already carrying Monk Xuande who was about to escape just now.

However, Monk Xuande, in the hands of Meng Chixing, has obviously lost his vitality, and he is like a corpse.

Seeing Meng Chixing throwing the body of monk Xuande on the ground like trash, the eyes of the remaining monks from Northern Shaolin couldn't help showing despair.

After a hundred breaths, when the last monk from Northern Shaolin was killed by Bashiba and Sihanfei, Zhao Min suddenly raised his hand as a signal.

Noticing Zhao Min's movements, Lu Zhangke, one of the two elders behind Xuanming, suddenly took out a signal bamboo tube with a special title from his arms.

When the fuze was ignited, and a special pattern as black as ink bloomed in the sky, from the foot of the Zhongshan Mountain in Northern Shaolin, one after another silhouettes who had been waiting for a long time moved towards the mountain in unison.

After Zhao Min sent out the signal, Meng Chixing glanced at Ba Shiba and Si Hanfei.

After receiving Meng Chixing's signal, the two of them took a look at Chuqinghe, and then set off one after another to quickly move towards the northern Shaolin camp in Qianshan.

After the two left, Meng Chixing turned his head slowly at this time, and focused his gaze on Chu Qinghe who was still sitting on the chair as stable as Mount Tai.

And when Meng Chixing was looking at Chu Qinghe, Zhao Min and the two elders, Xuan Ming and Dao, dodged to the back of Meng Chixing.

After pondering for a while, Meng Chixing just opened his mouth and said: "Before I was deceived by Bashiba's lack of knowledge, but I never thought that it was Meng Yelang who was arrogant. I didn't expect that in this world, there are really people like Your Excellency who are not in the realm of a great master. The mid-term cultivation base can make even Meng fear the strength."

Taking Meng Chixing's words into his ears, Chu Qinghe chuckled lightly and said: "Senior Meng is too praised, but it's just some self-protection power."

Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Meng Chixing didn't believe it at all.

Instead, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Since your Excellency has been watching the play for so long, would you like to reveal your real purpose?"

Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "Since we are in Northern Shaolin, isn't the purpose of this junior obvious enough?"

Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, regardless of Meng Chixing, Zhao Min or Pang Ban's expressions all changed.

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Min said: "No wonder Mr. Zhao said frankly before that he would not participate in our Great Yuan Kingdom's attack on Northern Shaolin this time. It turned out that he wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and be a fisherman who does not touch blood. It’s a good plan.”

Chu Qinghe said with a smile: "The accumulation of the Northern Shaolin's thousand-year foundation is not enough for you to make a trip in vain."

After speaking, Chu Qinghe continued after pondering for a while: "What's more, if you seek wealth in danger, you will also lose it in danger. It takes one tenth of the time to seek it, and one time to lose it for a long time. For the Great Yuan Kingdom, this risk is too risky." Bigger."

"This move is for the benefit of the Great Yuan Kingdom. If the Great Yuan Kingdom really steps into the Great Song Kingdom, at that time, I am afraid that the day when the Great Yuan Kingdom takes over the Great Song Kingdom will be the day when the Great Yuan Kingdom will be attacked by a crowd. .”

Hearing this, Meng Chixing chuckled lightly and said, "If you say that, Meng wants to thank Your Excellency instead?"

Chu Qinghe thought for a while and then said: "If it's for this, I can still deserve the thanks from Senior Meng, can't I?"

Taking Chu Qinghe's remarks into his eyes, Meng Chixing narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a few breaths, Meng Chixing suddenly smiled and said: "That's right, if the world of the Great Song Kingdom falls into the hands of someone like Your Excellency, Meng will indeed want to thank Your Excellency."

Speaking of this, Meng Chixing changed his words: "It's just that, if you want to take the Great Song Kingdom away with just these few words, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

(End of this chapter)