I'm really not immortal

Chapter 30 Take action and die!

"So it's a disciple of the Wudang sect..." The three female heroes in similar clothes looked at each other without saying anything, but there was still a little embarrassment in their expressions.

Because they were originally disciples of the Emei Sect and were planning to go to the Hengshan Sect.

The origin between the two is actually similar to the two Wudang factions.

Guo Xiang founded the Emei School, and her apprentice established the Hengshan School in the Ming Dynasty, and the two schools can be regarded as the same.

As for the relationship between Wudang and Emei, it was not bad since the founding of the sect. (Setting: Zhang Sanfeng and Guo Xiang have no relationship!)
But the result was some time ago.

All the sects gathered in Wudang Mountain, Miejue Shitai wanted to interrogate the whereabouts of the Dragon Saber, but Zhang Sanfeng slapped him three times without even pulling out the Yitian Sword.

At that moment, there were thousands of people who saw this scene.

The Emei faction lost all face.

Zhang Cuishan and his wife of the Wudang sect didn't want Zhang Sanfeng to commit suicide under the pressure of all the sects in Jianghu because Zhang Sanfeng was outnumbered and thus didn't give him a chance to save his life.

This kind of grievance and hatred made the three Emei female disciples not know what to say to Zhao Qingchan.

Of course, they could also see that Zhao Qingchan seemed to have left earlier, so she probably didn't know about it, but because of this incident, there was a slight gap between the two parties.

And Zhao Qingchan knew the development direction of the plot better than anyone else. He found that the three young ladies were embarrassed to chat, and he understood something in his heart.

He just meditated cross-legged in the carriage, and began to practice the top Taoist secret body training technique "Little Glazed Body".

There are many body-refining secrets in the rivers and lakes.

Among them, the more famous ones are "King Kong Immortal Art", "King Kong Indestructible Body", "Dragon Elephant Prajna Art", "Tiangang Boy Art", "Golden Bell Cover", etc., or the popular "Iron Cloth Shirt" and "Iron Head Art". ", "Iron Crotch" and so on.

no doubt.

"Little Glazed Body" is definitely not that strong compared to Peerless.

If it is counted in terms of defense alone?

Well, it's really strong.

Because most of the above-mentioned peerless body training exercises are synthetic versions of inner strength and mental techniques and body training secrets.

They are not as simple as just increasing the physique, but also give birth to supporting true energy, which also leads to a great increase in the strength of the practitioner, that is, the increase in the attribute of arm strength.

But since "Little Glazed Body" is called a secret technique, it is naturally quite different, because it only adds one attribute, that is 'physique'.

As long as Zhao Qingchan can train it to the state of great success, then the defense power in the same state will definitely not be weaker than others.

And he had already memorized this cheat book in his head, and then completely destroyed it.

Besides.

He had been in the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty for a long time in his previous life, so he probably knew what the follow-up technique of this cheat book was called.

"Zhenwu Glazed Immortal Physique"

"This exercise... has a very high upper limit!" Zhao Qingchan felt a little emotional in his heart, then let go of his mind and began to practice this body training secret technique.

"Well, Lin Shixian must have come here because of his looks, right?"

"Yes, that's right, otherwise how could you send out such a treasure?"

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Rivers and lakes on the road.

There are many right and wrong people in the rivers and lakes.

The transportation service of the Kuaitong Gang is very good, at least for Zhao Qingchan, he is still very happy to be able to ride in the carriage with three female heroes who have their own body fragrance.

But for other passengers who got together, it was not so lucky.

There are many complaints between each other.

night.

A young scholar with a bruised nose and a swollen face was shouting with red eyes that he wanted to change the carriage, otherwise he would have to refund the toll, and he was also yelling to report to the government.

Because riding with him in the carriage were three strong men from all walks of life, they were not of high rank, but they had some unique hobbies. If this scholar hadn't struggled harder, he might have crawled out at this time.

But Song Guanshi, who was over forty years old, was not too skilled in martial arts, but he had a good way of being a man and doing things, so he quickly changed a carriage for the young scholar.

It also exempted him from the food expenses for the next few days, and it also relieved the scholar's complaints.

Zhao Qingchan was not interested in paying attention to these matters, but sat around the campfire and glanced roughly at the people in the convoy.

A poor scholar with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

A warrior with a spear.

Three ordinary people who seemed to seek refuge with relatives and friends far away.

There is also a combination that is quite strange.

A beautiful woman in palace attire was leading a girl, and beside her was a guard with a knife. Among them, the guard was at least a second-rank martial artist.

There are always many people.

But when Zhao Qingchan had nothing to do and was drinking alone.

He doesn't mess with others.

But someone else came to trouble him.

It wasn't that the three heroines of the Emei faction had been played hooligans and needed him to be a hero.

It was those three strong men who came to tease him.

The guards of the Kuaitong Gang saw this scene and did not stop them too much. For them, this kind of thing is too common.

Let's chat.

Now that you haven't moved your hands, why do you have to be as strict as the imperial court's carriage?
It's a little bit of fun to watch at this time, doesn't it also make this slow and long night a little bit of fun?
Zhao Qingchan glanced at Guanshi Song, but this guy smiled at him, as if he thought he was capable of solving the matter, so he could only sigh, and sneered at the three uninvited guests: "I can't get the scholar's attention, now Just want to trouble me?"

"Hey, handsome young man, you are not old, but you have a good temper. Where did you come from?"

"It doesn't matter where the teacher goes. Go to Kangkang in the carriage with my brothers. There are good things for you."

Zhao Qingchan stood up, raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "My master said, when you go out, don't reveal your martial arts easily."

"Haha, your master is also a coward. He is afraid that you will get him killed." One of the strong men with sores on his face was a third-rank martial artist.

There was a thick layer of calluses on his fists, and his hands were obviously not weak.

Seeing that the big hand was about to slap her on the shoulder, Zhao Qingchan's face turned cold, and she clasped his five fingers with her backhand, using the Eagle Claw Kung Fu with a little force.

Click.

A scream.

Five blood holes were dug out of the strong man's fist, five fingers pierced through the palm and back of the hand, and the bones of his hand were broken one after another. Such heart-rending pain also made him kneel on the ground immediately.

And the leader of the third-rank martial artist cursed angrily with a startled expression: "What a sinister kung fu, but just said a few words to you, and then crippled my third brother's right hand. Maybe you are a member of that demon sect."

Zhao Qingchan didn't let go of the palm that was about to be crushed by him, and there was a chill in the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Do you know why my master doesn't let me wear my own clothes?"

The third-rank warrior suddenly shouted: "I don't care what your master wants to do."

"You crippled my third brother's hand, and you pay for your life."

Song Guanshi's complexion changed drastically, he never expected that things would happen to such a situation.

"Fuck, wait until I finish pretending this B!" Zhao Qingchan closed her mouth, kicked the strong man in front of her, and let him hit someone.

Then, with the wind blowing under his feet, he turned around in a wrong step to avoid the blazing saber light, and the Eagle Claw Kung Fu in his right hand went up to his face, carrying the sound of breaking wind to tear that big face apart.

And the latter shouted angrily, and his left fist went straight up, neither dodging nor retreating, the strength of the fist was obviously not weak.

However, claws are afraid of fists, fists are afraid of palms, and palms are weak to fingers.

In an instant, Zhao Qingchan turned her claws into palms, and Wudang cotton palm burst out with a burst of femininity, wiping the latter's fist, and then slapping his chin all the way along his arm.

Click.

The stunned man's teeth fell down, and he spat out blood. His heavy body rose into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Qingchan stepped forward step by step.

The right foot hits the ground!
Bang.

The strong man's arms were used as carts, his arms cracked, and his bones burst out.

at the same time.

The other two shouted angrily again.

However, Zhao Qingchan still relied on the oppression of superior and top-notch martial arts to knock him into the air in just three moves.

He stepped forward again.

Bang.

The eldest brother of the three, his breastbone burst, his bloodshot eyes stared out, and he vomited blood and died.

The other two did not wait to stand up.

Zhao Qingchan stepped forward, pressed their heads with both hands, and snapped them.

When the skulls of the two met the ground, blood splashed out, the skulls collapsed, and some yellow and white colors also appeared on the ground.

In just a few breaths.

The three rivers and lakes died in the rivers and lakes.

The expressions of the others were different, but most of them couldn't believe that this young man with a smile on his face was not only so ruthless, but also so neat and tidy in his killing methods.

Zhao Qingchan didn't care about those people's eyes, he just murmured in his heart: "My teacher won't let me reveal my identity, because he said a word to me, walking in the rivers and lakes, he wants to kill those who deserve to be killed, and save those who deserve to be rescued." man of."

"Obviously, you are the kind of people who deserve to be killed."

"But it's not good to kill people."

"So he asked me to take off my Wudang Taoist robe to avoid revealing my identity too much."

Ok.

Zhao Qingchan thought that what her master said meant that...

After all, when his master was young.

It's a push all the way in the rivers and lakes!
Now time has passed.

Why haven't I seen someone seek revenge on his old man?

Because his master never kept alive.

People who mess around, if they don't do anything, they will be ruthless, and they will kill them all, otherwise, wouldn't they be fools to wait for others to take revenge?
He believes that Master Zhenwu will praise this set of rhetoric.

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ps: Please recommend tickets, investment, and rewards, otherwise I, Zhao Qingchan, have already entered the East Factory, and I will practice the evil sword manual tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)