The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 116 Meeting Again (Happy Holiday Plus)
On the second day, Li Hao woke up on a big kang with a splitting headache, and the smell of feet came from his nose.

Heroes, heroes, how can you show that you have a good relationship?

In addition to worshiping the head, of course they sleep in the same bed, and sleep in the same couch.

After drinking until late at night yesterday, Li Hao and the others set up a small table on the couch, continued to drink, and talked about Jianghu affairs.When the wine was at its peak, the few of them just fell asleep on the bed indiscriminately.

Li Hao pushed and yelled, calling out all the men who were snoring like thunder.

After they ate some bread, Lu Zhishen wanted to drink with Li Hao and others.

Li Hao really couldn't hold it anymore, he waved his hands repeatedly and said:
"I really can't drink it anymore, I really can't drink it anymore, Erlang and I have to go to Beijing."

"What's the point! Drink for another day, drink for another day!" Lu Zhishen waved his hand and said:

"The Sa family has already made up their minds. They will go to Beijing together with the two brothers, and then go to Luoyang to vote for the leader of Qiao Gang. Brother Yang, what do you say?"

Yang Zhi also had a blue face and flushed eyes, and said loudly:
"Being a bandit in Bird Mountain after I was a general, really disgraced my ancestors. Now that Brother Li has this kind of connection, of course I am willing.

"That's good, that's good!" Lu Zhi smiled generously: "Brother Wu, Brother Li, you stay for a few more days, just in time for us to disperse the minions and go with you.

While a few people were talking, suddenly there was a "buzzing" sound floating over the sky.

Who is this?

Li Hao was astonished, and when he looked up, he saw a humanoid iron bird flying in the sky, with a few fan blades on its back spinning like helicopter propellers.

"How courageous!" Yang Zhi shouted, a little sullen:
"This Buddhist man is so unreasonable that he flew directly past my cottage. Master, even though you are a Buddhist disciple, you can't protect him."

After Yang Zhi finished speaking, he looked at Lu Zhishen, waiting for him to make a decision.

"What kind of buddhist am I!" Lu Zhishen laughed and said:

"This guy is rude first, Brother Yang would like to teach him a lesson, but don't take his life."

Yang Zhi grinned ferociously, looked around at the few people, and paused on Li Hao.

In the fight a few days ago, Lu Zhishen and Wu Song drew a draw, but he was always pressed and beaten by Li Hao, and he was always depressed.

Now, he just wanted to express this birdishness on the unknown Buddhist master here.

Yang Zhigao's poem said: "The loyal and brave generals go out from the Humen, but the green lions and clouds are the first to die."

After singing the hymn, he turned into a man with a green face and a lion's head, his roar was like thunder, and his eyes were like lightning.

Yang Zhi raised his nose to the sky, his red eyebrows fluttered in flames, and his beard and hair were entwined into a big bow. When he stretched out the bow and set an arrow, a red-haired arrow shot at the iron bird that had already flown away, and shot it down.

"Brother Yang is good at archery!" Several people praised.

Yang Zhi flicked his lion hair, conscious that he had regained his face in front of Li Hao and others, and said triumphantly:

"Xiao Ji'er! Brothers, sit down for a while and wait for me to capture that man."

After saying that, Yang Zhi took his precious sword and ran towards the forest where the iron bird had entered.

Li Hao looked suspiciously at Lu Zhishen who was sitting on a stone pier with his chest open, and asked:

"Master, shall we fight for Brother Yang?"

"It doesn't matter! Brother Yang is also the pinnacle of fake form, how could anyone be able to beat him? Just put your heart in your stomach! Come, come, come! Eat and drink!"

Seeing that Lu Zhishen was so peaceful, Li Hao also sat down with Wu Song, ate and drank, and waited for Yang Zhi to return.

It should be fine, right?

……

Yang Zhi bid farewell to a few people, and after a few flips, he landed on a dead tree. As expected, he saw a monk in gray robe pulling his hair by the side of the mountain stream.

"If I make a move at this time, I can chop off his head with a single knife, but this is not what a hero does."

Thinking of this, Yang Zhi paused and shouted:
"The monk, who allowed you to fly over my mountain? Ask for a beating!"

The monk turned his head when he heard the sound, making Yang Zhi jump in fright.

Such an ugly face, really strange.

Seeing that the monk seemed about to speak, Yang Zhi raised his saber to meet him, and shouted, "Take my saber first."

This knife is sharp, fast and fierce, powerful and heavy but also dexterous, where the blade passes, it is like flowing water, and it is slashing towards the monk.

But the gray monk didn't dodge or dodge, he was still pulling the hair on his body slowly.He seemed unaware of the knife.

The knife slashed fiercely on the monk's chest, and the blade bent instantly, tearing through his gray robe, leaving only a shallow white mark.

What kind of external skill is this, so powerful?
Terrified, Yang Zhi took several steps back, his pupils closed, his wrist shook, and the long saber swung out like a gust of wind, covering the monk's vitals.

The monk still did not dodge or dodge, just put his hands together and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

After Yang Zhi slashed hundreds of knives, the monk's clothes were already in tatters, revealing the silvery white, copper green, and iron blue skin underneath.

"What kind of monster are you?"

Yang Zhi scolded loudly, there was actually some fear and panic in his voice.

The ugly monk's eyeballs rolled around, a stiff smile slowly appeared on his ugly face, and he asked in a hoarse and sharp voice like metal rubbing:
"Has the benefactor ever calmed down? Little monk Xu Zhu, I have something to ask.

Have you ever seen a thin man with a sallow complexion, about 30 years old, or the corpse of an old man with a purple beard? "

A gleam of light flashed across Yang Zhi's eyes, and he shouted loudly, his voice was forceful and powerful, and he strengthened his courage, "I haven't seen it before, go to hell!"

The precious saber in his hand was as soft as silk and satin, it changed from slashing to slashing, the dragon leaped over, shaking out a cloud of light and shadow, wanting to perform the saber technique of Pao Ding Jie Niu.

You thieves and monks have great hard skills, so I will give you a way to overcome rigidity with softness.

"The benefactor is very stubborn, that little monk can only use thunder!"

Xu Zhu's weird smile that he pulled out with great difficulty darkened, he grabbed Yang Zhibao's saber with his big hand, then suddenly several silvery white shiny limbs popped out from his wrist, firmly stuck the treasured saber.

Yang Zhi couldn't draw the knife, he roared like thunder.

While interfering with the lion's roar, he immediately dropped the knife, shrank back, and wanted to make a strategic turn to the side of Lu Zhishen and the others in the cottage.

Seeing that Yang Zhi wanted to escape, Xu Zhu jumped up suddenly, threw out the treasured sword in his hand with one hand, and stretched forward with the other hand, a chain flew out from his palm.

Hearing the sound of the wind, Yang Zhi turned around and grabbed the knife thrown by Xu Zhu, but because of this he was delayed for a moment, the chain was already close to his side.

I cut!

The knife light collided with the chain head.

"At this moment, use your strength to go away and distance yourself from this monk!"

Yang Zhigang wanted to use light footwork, he saw a dazzling white light flashing from Xu Zhu's chains.

The white light was only a flash in the pan, and Yang Zhi lost consciousness, and collapsed limply on the ground, with a burnt smell coming from his whole body.

Ren Er has all kinds of martial arts, this is a high-voltage electric shock!

……

In the cottage, a ragged monk carried the scorched Yang Zhi to Li Hao and the others.

Looking at the people on guard, his two eyeballs jumped suddenly, rolled out of their sockets, floated in mid-air, and stared at Li Hao.

Xu Zhu's empty eye sockets also looked at Li Hao, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised, he said with a smile:
"Brother Li Yi, I found you!"

　If it's double, just ask for a ticket! (^～^)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)