Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 136 Uncle Master’s Wonderfulness and Goodness
Knowing that it was Ding Minjun who had arrived, Chu Pingsheng didn't care at all. He crossed the threshold slowly and yawned to look at the person coming.

At this time, she changed into a lavender dress, with a sword belt slung across her back, and the buckle near her left shoulder was a two-inch red tassel. Her whole person was less cunning and mean, and more heroic and bold.

Two people who were meditating in the courtyard were awakened by her. They hurriedly greeted her and called her "Uncle Master."

Ding Minjun frowned: "Why are you here?"

Dong Zhao briefly described Yin Chengwu and Fumo Chanyin.

"Is there such a thing?"

Ding Minjun, the person who was most certain that Chu Pingsheng was possessed of demonic powers, couldn't help but be confused by Yin Chengwu's discovery. He couldn't figure out the origin of that kid and whether he was evil.

Fan Chong stepped forward quickly, cupping his fists in greeting: "Uncle Ding is here to teach you the three sword-killing techniques, right?"

Ding Minjun said coldly: "You know why you still don't retreat?"

"Disciple, obey."

Fan Chong pulled Yin Chengwu away. Before leaving the hospital, he gave Chu Pingsheng a worried look to remind him to be careful.

Chu Pingsheng and Ding Minjun were left in the yard, and the atmosphere became a little tense.

He walked over and bolted the courtyard door. When he looked back, Ding Minjun took half a step back, with a hint of frost on his pretty face.

"what are you doing?"

"Practice your sword." Chu Pingsheng flicked his wrist, and the scabbard in his palm rotated once. He lifted the hilt of the sword, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and the long sword was unsheathed.

"You don't want to be disturbed, don't you?"

Ding Minjun narrowed his eyes and frowned, and kept comforting himself. There was no point in Chu Pingsheng bolting the door. With this low courtyard wall, he could easily leave with a single jump.

"The two sets of sword techniques, Mie Jian and Absolute Sword, are original creations of the master. Their power is more domineering than the Nine Golden Summit Styles. The moves of the Six Absolute Sword Styles are fierce, and the Six Mie Sword Styles are strange and unpredictable. Senior Sister Jingxuan thanks you for your contribution in swordsmanship. He is quite talented, and he has made an exception to teach you the three movements of the Sword of Destruction. But the ugly thing is up front, I will only teach it once, so please pay attention carefully."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Chu Pingsheng's reply, walked to the open space with a cold face, held the horizontal sword in her hand, flicked the scabbard, and slashed out the long sword with a biting coldness. When the move brought the old man to the future, she shook her wrist again and lightly Pressing the hilt of the sword, he stabbed the imaginary enemy diagonally from a very tricky angle, but something changed midway. The light of the sword was erratic, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

End of the first formula.

Ding Minjun said without looking back: "This is the first move of the Destruction Sword, the moon-cold yellow sand."

After saying that, she shook the sword again, raised her feet and walked quietly, moving the sword forward and back quickly, never leaving the lower path with every move.

"The second form of the sword-killing sword, pick three feet of white at night."

Next is the third move, which is another move that looks very vicious. One of the changes is to use brightly colored sleeves to shred, and use flying strips of cloth to cover the opponent's sight, taking the opportunity to cause damage.

Ding Minjun withdrew his sword and said, "The third move of the Extinguishing Sword is to extinguish the mountain ghost by blowing out the lamp."

After a pause, he said again: "Did you remember it?"

"..."

Chu Pingsheng remained silent, not because he was not talented enough and did not memorize the three sword moves, but because he was speechless towards the old nemesis. Not to mention the power of the three sword-killing moves, the names of the moves alone, such as the cold yellow sand in the moon, three feet of white in the night, and the mountain ghost blowing out the lamp, all give people a gloomy feeling.

"Chu Pingsheng." Seeing that he was silent, Ding Minjun could only turn around and look coldly, and asked again: "Did you remember it?"

"I have noted it down, but there are a few questions..."

Chu Pingsheng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly handed over the sword: "Uncle, please give me some advice."

Ding Minjun was taken aback and quickly raised his sword to parry.

Ding……

The two swords intersected and made a crisp sound.

She secretly thought that something was wrong and used her inner strength to resist, but soon discovered that the sound was not the sound of Zen.

"Ding Minjun, if my intuition is correct, this sword should be a counter hook from the side instead of a piercing thrust, right?"

She was shocked, and quickly used the Guanyin Chenglong in the Golden Peak Nine Movements. With a move of the long sword, Chu Pingsheng was blocked. She used the strength to retreat quickly and turned around. Then she realized that the move that almost hurt her just now was exactly The second form of Mie Jian is to pick three feet of white at night.

"Come again." Chu Pingsheng didn't give her any more time to react. His feet swayed, and his body was like a weightless ghost. The tip of the sword trembled continuously, shaking out many rays of light and shadow, and stabbed at the big hole in Ding Minjun's chest.

"This cold yellow sand on this moon, since we have followed the path of making things real and making things unreal, and making things false and making things real, how could the last change be a fatal move? It's not fun to expose the empty door, is it?"

Ding Minjun was shocked and said it was impossible, because Chu Pingsheng was a sixteen-year-old boy. He had been a disciple of the Emei Sect for four or five years, and he had only learned the most advanced of the nine Golden Summit postures: Buddha's Worshiping the Mountain and Ten Directions Manna. His talent in swordsmanship was astonishing, and it was impossible for him to have enough combat experience to see through her changes.

Yes, although she agreed in front of Master Jingxuan, she used a trick and made some changes to the first three moves of the Destruction Sword combined with the last three moves. Even if it is shown to people who are familiar with this set of swordsmanship, She would only think that it was Chu Pingsheng's failure to understand the essence, and it was not her fault. After all, she had patched it up in advance and reminded him that she only taught him once.

Just when she was slightly distracted, Chu Pingsheng twisted the long sword in his hand and connected it very smoothly with the third form of the sword, Mountain Ghost, blowing out the lamp. Ding Minjun quickly calmed down, shouted, and used the sunset in the sixth form of the sword. Gucheng faced the sword light in a circle, and its inner strength was released, forcefully shaking Chu Pingsheng's long sword away. He lifted it with his backhand and stabbed with the sword.

Unexpectedly, her opponent suddenly lowered his long sword and met it with his flesh palm. He grasped the blade of the sword, jumped forward, and clasped her sleeve with the five fingers of his left hand.

not good!

Ding Minjun bullied Chu Pingsheng for her poor internal strength. Unexpectedly, her opponent used the same method to deal with her, directly abandoning the long sword and crushing her with his body.

Now that her sleeves were buttoned, she couldn't break free. In desperation, she made a move with the golden-topped palm, but she quickly collected her internal strength and pressed her palm softly to Chu Pingsheng's chest, because she suddenly remembered the result of the last time she used her internal strength to attack her opponent - gray energy. The three-hour long pain caused by the meridians running backwards and raging in the body is still frightening when I think about it, and I don't want to suffer it again no matter what.

She was timid here. Chu Pingsheng would not show mercy to her, so he stopped fighting and suddenly hugged her forward, holding her body in his arms.

Ding Minjun struggled for a while and found that his little strength was not enough. He was afraid of triggering the domineering gray fog and did not dare to use his internal strength, so he tried to call someone, trying to force Chu Pingsheng to let go, but before he could open his mouth, he was strangled by a hand. Holding his neck, "Help" turned into a purring sound.

Then, she was carried into the north room by Chu Pingsheng like a bound chick.

Now she knew why this guy moved from Wugou Courtyard to Pichai Courtyard, but this realization... was painful.

……

An hour later.

Ding Minjun collapsed to the ground, her arms and calves twitching slightly. Compared to the first time, there were bright red palm prints on her left and right cheeks, which were much harder than when she hit Hu Fengying.

But that was not important. What was important was that she desperately found that nearly 90% of her skills, which she had cultivated for more than ten years, were gone. Looking back on the feeling just now, there was no doubt that it was Chu Pingsheng who had almost sucked her dry.

The magic power is indeed the magic power.

All the Zen sounds about subduing demons are all lies.

"You bastard, give me back your skills, give me back..."

This time she was not hit by gray mist, but the result was the same. Facing the guy who was almost ten years younger than her, there was no room for resistance.

I lost my virginity last time, but this time, my energy was also sucked away.

Chu Pingsheng put on his clothes, took two steps forward, and looked condescendingly at Ding Minjun, who was almost exhausted by his torture: "Aren't you a scheming person? This is the result of playing tricks on me."

Ding Minjun gathered his remaining strength, took the clothes on the ground to cover his body, and shouted with strength: "Devil, I will fight with you."

"Shout, louder."

Chu Pingsheng knelt down and looked directly into her tearful eyes. Not to mention, Ding Minjun, who usually had a strong and mean face, now looked very pitiful when the pear blossoms were ravaged by the rain.

Contrast, that's what it's called.

"Now that I have almost drained your power, the old nun is unable to practice in seclusion. If I want to leave, do you think Master Jingxuan and the others alone can keep me? And once everyone knows about you and me, , can you still gain a foothold in the Emei Sect?"

Ding Minjun found himself being eaten to death by him.

"You...what is your purpose in hiding in the Emei Sect?"

Chu Pingsheng deliberately frightened her: "What do you think about making your senior sisters look like you?"

Ding Minjun's eyes widened: "You...you...devil...shameless lecher!"

"I am doing this for your own good." Chu Pingsheng said: "We are all imperfect, so the rule that the head of the family must be a woman who has not yet left the government needs to be changed."

With this logic, Ding Minjun felt like his brain was going to be destroyed by him. This guy really dared to think about it.

(End of this chapter)