The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 214 Beating Ning Que?

The roar of the waterfall on the cliff was heard, Ning Que looked at the vast Bai Lian, swallowed hard, looked at the increasingly sinister smile of the twelfth senior brother, and asked weakly: "Senior brother, although Haoran Qi has the effect of strengthening muscles and bones, but I think that my current physical strength is still inferior to Tang Xiaotang's."

Ye Chao shook his head, pointed at the waterfall and said, "You can try it, if you can't, let's talk."

Ning Que had a pitiful look on his face. Although he had experienced many hardships before retreating in a cliff cave, it was more comfortable than diving under a waterfall.

It's just that I don't seem to have the right to make a choice. After lamenting, I walked towards the waterfall with difficulty.

At this time, Ye Chao suddenly said again: "Junior brother, actually I am teasing you, Xia Hou will come back from Tuyang City in another eight months, you will not have much effect if you practice like this, I will The main purpose is to teach you how to live longer under Xiahou's hands."

Ning Que turned his head, looked at Ye Chao with resentment, and complained in his heart, "Senior Brother Twelfth, you made fun of me, but do you know how much psychological pressure I have endured just now?"

Of course, I think so, but I can't say it that way, Ning Que smiled, and said in a flattering tone: "Thank you, Senior Brother Twelve, but, I don't know what Senior Brother wants to teach me?"

Ye Chao touched his fist and took a step forward. The grass under his feet shattered instantly because he couldn't bear the huge force, and then a fist as white as a red sleeve waving water beads appeared in front of Ning Que.

Ning Que's eyes were wide open. He didn't expect that the twelfth senior brother would suddenly throw a punch at him, let alone that this punch resembled the one that shattered the fog in the misty valley on the shore of Daming Lake.

The indomitable momentum, like the real killing intent, seems to be that punch.

The fist wind is like a storm carrying countless sand and stones on the wasteland, blowing on the face is like a blade slashing.

Ning Que really wanted to resist, but under the power of the fist, he found that the awe-inspiring energy in his body was like a turtle crawling slowly on the sand. In other words, the punch was too fast, and the awe-inspiring energy was running very slowly. .

Driven by instinct, he could only raise his arm to block, but even with the speed of instinct, he only raised his arm half a point, and the fist had already appeared in front of his forehead.

However, Ye Chao was not Xiahou, and it was impossible for him to have any real killing intent towards Ning Que, so that fist didn't really hit Ning Que's forehead.

Of course, Ye Chao has always believed that there is one thing that is right. If a person wants to remember failure clearly, pain must exist.

The fist resting in front of Ning Que's forehead popped out his index finger, and Ning Que let out a roar that seemed to pierce the sound of a waterfall falling into a rock.

Ning Que covered his forehead and squatted on the ground, grinned at Ye Chao and said, "Senior Brother Twelve, it hurts!"

Ye Chao sneered, and said, "You were already dead in the first round of the battle with Xiahou, come again."

Before Ning Que could react, a foot carrying a fierce wind kicked towards him.

"It hurts!"

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At dusk, Sangsang, Chen Pippi, and Tang Xiaotang came to the back cliff. Looking at Ning Que with a bruised nose and swollen face, Chen Pippi, who had always wanted to beat him up, couldn't bear it, and Sangsang's eyes were full of tears.

"In one day, you died one hundred and four times. Let's stop here today. Remember to ask Eleventh Brother for a bottle of Dieda wine later."

With a resentful expression on his face, Ning Que saluted Ye Chao while enduring the severe pain from every joint in his body.

Sangsang on one side hurried forward to support Ning Que, and the two limped away from the back cliff.

"Master, isn't it too cruel to the little uncle?"

Ye Chao shook his head and said, "If he wants to kill Xiahou when he returns to hermitage, he must bear the pain."

Chen Pipi knew about the grievances between Ning Que and Xiahou, but Ye Chao said that Ning Que wanted to kill Xiahou when he returned to hermitage, but the two thick eyebrows couldn't help but raised together, because he knew that Xiahou was very strong , and it is very strong.

"The little junior brother will have to die even if he breaks through Zhiming at that time."

Ye Chaodao: "Twenty years ago, Xiahou was a demon cultivator who knew his fate. In the two years since he surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, he practiced martial arts to the peak. He is stronger than the second senior brother and Ye Su. Killing him would cost half his life. Theoretically. Senior Junior Brother is sure to die."

"The decision he made is hard to change. Do we need to help him then?"

"Revenge naturally means cutting the enemy's will and life to pieces with his own hands. If he wanted to help, Xiahou would have died when he appeared by the Daming Lake."

"Of course, I believe he can kill Xiahou."

Chen Pipi looked at the serious expression of the twelfth senior brother, and wanted to say something, but then thought of how confident he was in Ning Que when the academy opened two years ago.

"Let's go too."

Tang Xiaotang picked up the reclining chair on the side, and followed closely behind his master.

At the end, Chen Pipi regained consciousness, looked at the two figures who disappeared under the setting sun, waved his fat hands a few times, and followed them.

At the gate of the academy, Sangsang helped Ning Que into the carriage, told the coachman the location of the old brush studio, and got in too.

Just looking at the young master's bruised nose and swollen face, he felt very uncomfortable. All the good feelings towards Ye Chao before turned into anger.

"Mr. Twelve, it's true. The young master is not a wooden man for practicing boxing. How could he do that?"

Ning Que waved his hand and said, "Don't say that, Senior Brother Twelve is doing this for my own good."

Sangsang said dissatisfied: "You have been beaten like this, and you are still speaking well for the other party?"

Ning Que said: "I can feel that these injuries help to stimulate the awe-inspiring energy in my body, and according to Xiao Heizi's information and Huangyuan Xiahou's attack methods, today's [-]th senior brother really looks like Xiahou, or This afternoon he is Xiahou."

Sangsang didn't understand Ning Que's words, but looked at the young master's appearance very sad, and silently took out the medicinal wine Wang Chi gave him to smear it on him.

The carriage leisurely enters Chang'an City from the Suzaku Gate, then drives into the East City, and finally enters Lane 47.

Returning to Laobizhai, Ning Que took out the map of Chang'an City that the emperor had given him when he handed over his shocking eyes. Regardless of the pain from Sangsang's body massage, Ning Que fixed his eyes on the map as if it was Thinking about something.

After a long time, Sangsang saw that he was still staring at the map thinking, and asked puzzledly, "Master, what are you thinking about?"

"Old Pen Studio is still too small, shall we buy a bigger house?"

"where?"

Ning Que pointed to a small lake on the map and said, "It's a good place next to mountains and rivers."

"Although the scenery around Yanming Lake is good, but because it is far away from the busy city, the house price is not expensive, so you can buy it."

"I mean to buy all the houses around Yanming Lake."

Sangsang snatched the map, and shook her head resolutely, the house by Yanming Lake is not expensive, but if you buy all the houses there, how can you survive?

(End of this chapter)