Lord of Time!

Chapter 127

"Who is this person?"

Same prefect, side hall.

At this time, Yu Wenying was not in the mood to sit and drink, and waved her hand, causing all the singers in the audience to disperse, and stared cautiously at a big mouse in the hall.

At this moment, the Golden Retriever looks a bit miserable.

Not only was one mouse eye blind, it was still dripping with blood, and half of the front teeth were broken. The most ugly thing was that the long mouse tail was cut off from the hip, and it was so painful that it could not help but squeak.

"Good thief, dare to hurt my natal spirit beast, no matter who it is, it will die."

A middle-aged man in purple, with a cold light in his eyes, was stroking the mouse's golden fur distressedly, and applying the wound medicine, while speaking fiercely.

This person was Master An Man of the Tianwu Sect, and he sent his spiritual pet to investigate to see if there was a chance to kill the injured Han Wushang directly.

He thought to himself, relying on his mid-innate spiritual pet and adding the spell of the heavenly witch, not to mention that Han Wushang has been seriously injured and has not recovered, even if the other party is intact, it is impossible to deal with this big mouse. too likely.

Unexpectedly, it was discovered in advance, and it was blocked back abruptly, even hurting the spirit mouse.

Really did not expect.

For the masters of the Heavenly Witch Sect, the strength of a spiritual pet is basically equal to half of one's own.

Now that the big mouse was injured, his mind was also shaken back, and his combat power was lost by three points, so he couldn't help but hate it.

"Second Master, be safe and don't be impatient." Yu Wenying sighed.

His complexion couldn't hold back either.

"In front of us, Aunt Bi's spirit snake was severely wounded and dying. Now, even the Golden Rat can't do anything to them. It really is worthy of the inheritance of the four sects of Taoism. Even if it is a rotten ship, there are three thousand nails. The means are no small matter.

However, did the Second Master see clearly that the person who made the move was really not that Han Wushang? "

"No, I know Xiaojin's defense, even with Han Wushang's Hunyuanjin body technique, it's hard to hurt even a hair of it in a short time.

The one who made the attack was a young man of a weak crown, his sword skills were ridiculously fast, and he was hit by the sword just by seeing it, and he also had the feeling of destroying everything.

My golden light body protection spell was broken immediately when it was touched by the sword light, and when Xiao Jin was hit by the sword, it was almost torn apart..."

Thinking of the sword intent that he sensed with the help of his spiritual pet, which was like a breeze or a bright moon, An Man's eyes became even more resentful.

I just hate myself for not being there.

Otherwise, it would not be so easy to deal with his spirit mouse.

That sword light was really evil, as soon as his mind touched it, he collapsed immediately, and he didn't know what the trick was.

"Quick sword?"

Yu Wenying's complexion changed: "Could it be Na Tianqi?"

How could it be such a coincidence that such powerful young people met one after another during this period of time.

Thinking of his mobilizing troops and wanting to capture Princess Mingyue, he was disturbed by that inconspicuous young man, and even lost troops.

Even her companion Condor who accompanied her day and night was shot to death, Yu Wenying was so angry that her heart ached.

But he remembered that Qianlongbang [-], who fled from east to west and used endless methods, also possessed Hunyuan Kungfu, not only amazing divine power, but also hard work...

Kuaijian, Hunyuan Kung Fu, young, powerful, and fierce.

It all fits right.

"It shouldn't be him." The middle-aged man in purple was also slightly taken aback.

When Tian Qi was hunted down, he hadn't arrived at Xingqing Mansion yet, so he didn't know what was going on at that time.

However, according to rumors, the young man on the other side fled in hiding at that time. Although he killed many pursuers, he was severely injured by the sword slave of Northwest Wusheng Sword Slave.

Its strength is at most comparable to that of the ordinary first-class peaks in the world without strong inheritance.

Not to mention dealing with masters who have opened up Ren Du's second channel and cultivated innate qi and innate martial arts.

Even against a strong opponent who has developed a rudimentary form of martial arts among the first-class peaks, he can't beat him.

It's only been a mere half a month.

No matter what, it is impossible to be so strong.

Martial arts can be deceiving, appearance can be deceiving, but combat power can't be deceiving.

"If that Tian Qi is so powerful, is there still a need to escape in such a mess?
Could it be that he loves to be abused and likes to be hunted down? "

When An Man said this, everyone around immediately nodded.

If someone can cross several levels without spending much time in training within half a month, from the level of struggling against first-class masters to the level of being able to fight against innate mid-term masters...

Then they worked so hard in the summer to practice the three volts, and what did they do in the east to practice the three nines?
It's better to lie at home and wait for a miracle to appear, and the strength will come in easily.

Next to him, a thin and capable middle-aged man in a light-colored brocade said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about the thirteenth prince. Even if Hunyuan Martial Arts has two innate combat powers, I'll wait for the masters, and it's easy to subdue them." .

No matter what kind of background and means that person has, Master Duo Luoji will surely catch him with his hands. "

Although this man is not good looking, he is not tall, standing in the hall, he is awe-inspiring.

Among the four major martial arts gyms in Xingqing Mansion, his family's "Fenglei Sword Gym" is still more famous than Changkong Martial Arts Gym.

Not to mention Hunyuan Martial Arts...

Han Wushang recruits disciples who specialize in qi and blood training geniuses, he is very picky, there are relatively few disciples in the martial arts gym, and his reputation is far worse than that of Cheng Wuduan in the Fenglei Sword Gym.

"Yes, what Master Cheng said is right, Master Doroji, ranked 37th in the local list, is one of the most famous masters in the world.

With a single-handed mantra seal, good at subduing demons, it is not easy to deal with mere Hunyuan Martial Arts. "

Xu Baxian of the Shifang Martial Art Museum is a tall, about two meters tall, bronze-colored skin, with chunks of tendon flesh scurrying around like a mouse.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but it seemed that he admired Master Doroji very much in his words.

These two innate strong players are newly attached to Bei Zhou, perhaps because they see the general trend in Zhou and want to stand in advance.

Maybe it was due to the situation... At this time, there is no reluctance to offer suggestions.

Yu Wenying nodded, thinking this is the reason.

He turned around and asked the old monk with downcast eyes and long eyebrows on his left head, "Where is Master, do you have any instruction?"

"A man is a tiger, and a tiger is a man. Earlier, the old monk felt a sense of trepidation, as if his every move was being watched by others. The person who chased him was not so simple."

This is true.

Doroji was born in the mantra lineage of Tantric Buddhism, deeply studied the secrets of the soul, cultivated the supreme secrets of the heart, and knew the three generations without hindrance through wisdom.

In his opinion, a body with innate peak-level true qi cultivation is nothing, and the ability to telepathically sense good and bad fortune is the most trustworthy.

When the few people were watching the dancing and drinking, there was a sense of terror in Doroji's mind.

It seems that high above the sky, there is a pair of ubiquitous eyes staring at him, which makes people feel unnatural.

Therefore, he couldn't pinch the root seal of King Ming, and he recited the mantra, and after his strength was swept away, he felt a little at ease.

After this incident, I feel that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Obviously, dealing with the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall may involve loss of troops and many twists and turns.

Then don't force it, ask yourself what is your goal?
However, although he is nominally the teacher of the thirteenth prince Yu Wenying, he will not use his thoughts and judgments to influence his disciples' actions.

After all, although the other party is young, he comes from the royal blood, and there are some hopes that he can aspire to the position of supreme, more respect is right.

"I understand." Yu Wenying responded with a smile, and asked again: "Did Mr. Yuan teach me?"

Yuan Qiu, a middle-aged counselor, waved a goose feather fan, drank a glass of wine, and said slowly: "As a venerable, you should plan for the overall situation and the eternity, and don't care about immediate gains and losses.

As for the Hunyuan Martial Art Museum, scabies is nothing to worry about.Yuan, may I ask, is Chen Ping Tian Qi? "

"No... no, all the gentlemen have said before, no, he is Tian Qi, no."

"That's right." Yuan Qiu stroked his fan and laughed.

Looking at Yu Wenying's eyes, he was a little relieved, as expected, children can be taught.

"According to the news from the Linshan Mansion, since Princess Mingyue returned home, Tian Qi returned to the north alone, and was counted dead in Ningshan by the Embroidered Guards using Jiang Zuo Situ's sky-counting technique, and fell into an ambush on all sides.

In that battle, Fairy Fubo of the East China Sea made a move, and Huang Yun, the master of Dapo, and Cao Lie, the left commander of the embroidered guard, even beheaded the black soul of Qiangulin and 72 crossbow guards, and beheaded Situ by the bank of the Qingjiang River... ..."

Yuan Qiu didn't know where the news came from, but he actually explained the battle that day clearly, as if he witnessed it with his own eyes.

"In this battle, Wei Fubo deserves to be number three on the Earth Ranking. He is so mighty... Chasing for more than three hundred miles, he beheaded the ninth [Purple Flame True Gang Hammer] Cao Lie on the Rocky Mountain.

Tian Qi is also very rare, he slashed across Ningshan with his sword, and shot the sky with a sharp shot, killing the embroidered clothes guard.

This person is absolutely extraordinary, perhaps the True Dragon Blood and the Longevity Sword are about to fall on him.

Under such circumstances, if Xiuyiwei finds out that Tian Qi appeared in Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall..."

Yuan Qiu didn't bother to say any more.

How did you send a letter to the Embroidered Clothes Guard to learn about it? It's a rumor...

Since ancient times, if you spread a rumor with one mouth, it will be impossible to refute it.

And with the current trend of Beizhou attracting warriors from all directions and linking up with the Xingqing government, any news they release at will can spread across the country overnight.

Ordinary people can't hear it if they want to.

Everyone around took a breath of air-conditioning quietly.

Very poisonous.

Sure enough, offending anyone can not offend scholars.

This scheming is intricate.

When the rumors spread, Chen Ping's yellow mud fell into his crotch...

Even if he is not Tian Qi, unless he commits suicide on the spot, what else can he use to prove his innocence with Xiu Yiwei.

The Embroidered Clothes Guard's way of doing things has always been unscrupulous, killing mistakes without letting them go.

If they really got the news, they would bite like a mad dog and use any means.

In addition, on the land of Nanli, those black-clothed fierce men represented the righteousness of the court.

If they really attack the Hunyuan Martial Arts Academy recklessly, as soon as they resist, the hat of rebellion will be firmly placed on their heads.

This is what is called a soldier who surrenders without fighting.

What I thought before, those night raids, sieges, etc., were all compared.

Just like Yuan Qiu said.

"It's just scabies, what's the point?"

"In this way, if Hunyuan Martial Arts wants to survive, they can only obediently defect to Bei Zhou, in order to have a chance of survival.

However, they killed the third master, but they should not be forgiven lightly. "

There was a hint of viciousness in Yu Wenying's eyes.

In a blink of an eye, he smiled again: "Let's ignore the matter of Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall for now, Canglong Yin will arrive at Xingqing Mansion tomorrow, and it is said that there is only Shenxiaodao Muyuanzhen to protect her, so she is alone and alone.

Xiao Wang is ready to welcome you in person, and I hope you will come to the scene to strengthen the momentum. "

"As it should."

"I also want to see how this contemporary personal descendant of the South Sea Purple Bamboo Forest is so beautiful."

"Just wait for the young master to obtain the Canglong seal, and the righteousness is in hand, and the soldiers at Tianmenguan will be in chaos. General Yu Wenzhao will send his troops south in a few days. Together, Jiangnan is at your fingertips."

"Now everything is ready, only Prefect Pei is the biggest stumbling block, but he cannot be kept.

I don't know how Mr. Changxing planned, but he is sure. "

"This matter is easy, there must be news before tomorrow's Haishi at the latest."

An official sitting at the end of the presidency responded with a smile.

This person is the owner of the house, the magistrate of Xingqing Mansion, Wu Song and Wu Changxing.

……

"came back."

Before Chen Ping entered the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall, several people greeted him.

"Let the mouse escape, but it's not without gain, but it's a clear investigation of the opponent's strength."

In his previous life, Chen Ping wandered and wandered, sold songs, wrote life stories, fought black...boxing, and worked as a servant...soldier.

At this time, I didn't talk too much, I went to the study, took out a piece of paper, brushed dozens of strokes, and each and every lifelike portrait appeared on the paper.

His sketching skills are really good, although it is quite different from the current freehand brushwork, and the things he draws have no charm.

However, just a single word can cover up all the shortcomings.

Seeing Han Wushang and the others were amazed.

Especially Han Xiaoru, whose eyes started to twinkle with envy.

I really want to tear his brains out and see what else he can do?
It's like there's nothing he can't do.

"Cheng Wuyuan of Fenglei Sword Gym, and Xu Baxian of Shifang Martial Arts Gym, as expected." Sima Rou's face was very serious.

If you count the Changkong martial arts gym that came to compete during the daytime, three of the four martial arts gyms in Xingqing Mansion already belonged to Bei Zhou.

This is true of folk martial arts, not to mention official and gang associations.

Not to mention that the heart is toward the North Zhou, secretly the wind is blowing on both sides, that's for sure.

Nanli court, how unpopular this is.

The army hasn't come in yet.

As a result, the inner city was already looking forward to the wind, and this battle was already lost without a fight.

"The old monk's temples are bulging high, but his forehead is slightly sunken, he must be a master of Tantric Buddhism.

Either Shingon or Vajrayana.

It is said that Yu Wenying, the thirteenth prince of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, had three masters. The master was Doroji, who ranked 37th in the local list, and his mantra and seal were very powerful. This old monk should be this person. "

Han Wushang pointed to the skinny old monk with long brows and concave crown in the painting and said.

He frowned slightly, and couldn't help but scratched his bald head, obviously finding it very tricky.

But anyone who can make it to the top list is not at the same level as ordinary innate masters.

Even the people at the bottom of the list are also late innate, each with their own unique skills and amazing combat power.

To deal with the general congenital late stage, people in the ground list don't say one hit three, one hit two is not a problem at all.

Although Han Wushang was gifted with a physical body, when it comes to truth, his combat power is extraordinary.

But after all, he has not long practiced the golden body, so he can be regarded as a first-time talent.

It is natural not to be afraid of beating ordinary innate masters.

Fighting against the people in the local rankings, you will definitely lose more than you win.

"This is Master Anman of the Tianwu Sect. He should have released the golden-haired mouse tonight."

Sima Rou pointed to the middle-aged man with weird hair in the painting and said.

Counting like this, several people feel heavy.

Just the portraits drawn by Chen Ping, plus Yu Wenying himself, the other party already has five innate masters.

Moreover, there are masters of the local list sitting in charge.

If the other party hadn't been busy with other affairs, he would really be pressing down... The Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall would have shattered like an egg.

"I'm going to heal."

Han Wushang did not delay.

With pressure in my heart, I don't want to hesitate any longer.

Thinking about whether to try to get worse and break through the next level by force.

Sima Rou's face was also heavy, and he said: "I seem to have sensed the inborn opportunity, and I have to seize the time to break through."

After speaking, he looked at Chen Ping apologetically.

This huge martial arts gym puts all the hope and pressure on its newly recruited disciples, and I really don't know how to say it.

On the other hand, Han Xiaoru, with a fearless expression on his face, "Don't be afraid, junior brother, when the time comes, senior sister will fight the enemy together with you."

"Okay, let's kill the enemy together..."

Chen Ping secretly smiled, knowing that at this time, Miss Han must not be hurt.

"What kind of expression is this, do you look down on my martial arts? Take a punch from me."

Han Xiaoru was bitter in her heart, feeling that she had lost face in front of this junior.

At that moment, he lowered his waist and sat on his hips, and punched him.

A black light flickered on his face, then a silver light flashed out, and the fist thumped hard.

As soon as Chen Ping caught it, he felt the opponent's strength of more than [-], and he was not only secretly surprised: "Senior sister, you actually broke through?"

"The mouse attacked at night before, I was worried about my parents, and I broke through when I was anxious."

Han Xiaoru grinned.

"Okay, in this way, we have another expert in our martial arts school. Even if all the barbarians from the Northern Zhou Dynasty come to attack, it is not impossible to fight."

Reassured in this way, Han Xiaoru tried the sword for a while, and after having fun, Han Xiaoru left satisfied.

He must have let go of his apprehension.

Chen Ping immediately calmed down.

Just forcibly blocking the monster beast's night attack, it is regarded as automatically responding to the calamity. If there is calamity, luck will increase by 38 points of calamity.

And he rushed to the Wu Mansion, heard the old monk's mantra, and got away in time, as if he had escaped a catastrophe, and unexpectedly got 22 points of catastrophe.

Although it seems that it is not too difficult to deal with.

In fact, this catastrophe was quite thrilling.

If the other party sees through Han Wushang's fiction and reality, and doesn't worry about getting hurt, he might send a few random people to destroy the Hunyuan Martial Arts Hall.

Whether he can escape or not is still a question.

Therefore, it is reasonable to gain a little more this time.

On the other hand, killing the disciple of the Corpse King Sect on the road, this is his own chivalry, looking for trouble for nothing, and there is no threat to himself at all, so it is not doomed.

No luck at all.

On the contrary, I received 8 points of blessing, which is considered a good deed.

The catastrophe is enough, but the swordsmanship is enough to use now, but the cultivation level is still a bit far away, and it needs to be improved quickly.

Otherwise, it is not enough to deal with the next ups and downs.

……

Ask for a monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)