A Big Adventure

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Shi Zhixuan appeared suddenly, greatly appreciated Cheng Peng, and then said something that shocked him.

This "Evil King" adult who is the first person of the current demons actually wants Cheng Peng to inherit the Tiange Pavilion!

Bu Tian Pavilion?

Cheng Peng was puzzled.

In his impressions, Bu Tian Ge is good at stealth assassination, for example, magic demon body method, shadow sword method ... all for silently approaching the enemy, and then killing him with a single blow. This is how Yan killed Zhai Rang, causing the collapse of the Wagang Army.

Cheng Peng himself, no matter how he looked, seemed to have nothing to do with Bu Tiange.

But Shi Zhixuan did not mean to explain, just tossed him a roll of black wood bamboo slips, and then drifted away.

"What is this?" Long Biao asked Cheng Peng to return with a strange bamboo slip and asked curiously.

"Tian Mo Ce, the fourth volume." Cheng Peng replied casually, his eyes still on the bamboo slip that could not be opened.

These simple six words made Long Biao jump up suddenly. Fortunately, he still knew the weight and he immediately switched to the private chat mode and yelled: "Tian Mo Ce! Demon Tian Mo Ce? One of the four great books Tian Mo Ce? How did this thing get to your hand? "

"Shi Zhixuan gave it to me, he said that I want to inherit Bu Tian Pavilion, want to come to this volume is the inheritance of Bu Tian Pavilion." Cheng Peng answered very honestly.

"It took me so much time and effort to get some piece of cheats for Buddhists. You go out to practice a gun and stone palace and send the devil to your door ... you definitely have a leg with the female GM ... No, GM is your wife It must be like this! "

"Unexpectedly, you will vomit!"

"Which of your eyes saw me vomiting? I was complaining!"

Long Biao justified.

Especially when he found that Tianmo was in his hands, he appeared as an unknown bamboo slip. After the mission props, he became more depressed and ran out to practice hard.

Cheng Peng didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to continue to study the book "Volume IV".

I do n’t know why this volume of bamboo slips ca n’t be opened at all. Naturally, I ca n’t understand it. Although the attribute clearly shows the fourth volume of the Devil's Strategy, one of the supreme inheritance books of the Magic Gate, he has no choice but to take this volume of books. It was really Baoshan who could only go back empty-handed, so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Fortunately, Cheng Peng was still knowledgeable, knowing that he was impetuous and unable to do things, so he simply settled down and arranged the affairs of the martial arts properly, and then began to retreat to this volume of cheats.

This retreat is a full three days.

In these three days, Cheng Peng did not try to open the Tianmo policy, that is, he took it in his hand and concentrated his spirit and true energy on it.

It is strange to say that Tianmo's strategy is just a roll of bamboo slips, but it can continuously absorb the true qi, and no matter how much it is absorbed, there is no change in it. It is like a bottomless hole.

It took three days to say that the length is quite long, but the short is also very short, and it passed in an instant.

When Cheng Peng came out of the customs, there was nothing to gain except for his tiredness and his head.

For three days, in addition to being off-line to rest, he was constantly injecting Qi into Tian Mo Ce, but that volume of Tian Mo Ce absorbed almost ten times his true energy, but he did not respond at all, and he was still empty. It's still a weird bamboo slip that can't be opened.

"Your situation is terrible." Long Biao has adjusted his mind and regained his usual heroism. "Go rest, don't worry about practicing. Anyway, Tianmo will not fly away."

Cheng Peng shook his head, and his right hand kept sending Yangzhou steamed buns into his mouth. The left hand still held the bamboo slips, and his eyes remained on it.

Heaven does not take, but suffers from it. Shi Zhixuan is definitely not a reasonable person. Since he gave Cheng Peng the devil's strategy, Cheng Peng must learn something. If when Shi Zhixuan came to the door, he still had no clue like now, and the end would definitely be miserable!

Long Biao couldn't help but sigh when he saw Cheng Peng's unwillingness to stay in the Yellow River.

"The adventure" is not necessarily a good thing!

So he thought of himself, being able to meet the handsome monk who had nothing to do with the "virgin", and also known as "favored person" is naturally a first-class adventure, as long as the master of the Buddha's reincarnation casually dials Two sentences, it is a hundred times stronger than the bear, rhino, hippo and elephant in the wilderness! But the strongest of the 88 holy fighters actually wanted to practice Dharma on their own, when did they achieve something, and when could they get started.

"Where should I go to learn this Dharma Dharma!"

Thinking of the hard work of this time, remembering the "Dharma" without any clues, he couldn't help but anger, waving his arms angrily, cursing the **** handsome monk secretly drinking water, walking and falling, even when meditating. Leg cramps!

This movement was slightly larger, and happened to come across the bamboo slip in Cheng Peng's hand.

If at ordinary times, Cheng Peng's hand is certainly impossible to be easily beaten, but at this moment he is in a trance, and he does not use any force at all. Long Biao's strength is so great that he immediately beat the bamboo slips. Fei Chengpeng was flabbergasted, left the half-eaten buns, chased him up, and grabbed the bamboo slips in the air. Because of this movement, he lost his balance and slammed on the ground. Tian Mo Ce was hitting his forehead.

There was a bang in his ears, and there was a sudden blackness in his eyes, and Cheng Peng suddenly lost consciousness.

"Jing Qing is here, the big things will come, Dan thank you here!"

"Prince Cheng Jiyan, Ke will live up to the prince's trust!"

In the dim, Cheng Peng heard these two conversations, and vaguely saw many people in white gather together, as if to say goodbye, they sang a sad song, as if the family had died.

When he was awake and found himself in a majestic palace, the palace was decorated with black, simple and majestic, the Chinese military ministers were all high and the guards of the royal guard were murderous, behind him. In a few steps, there was a man with a very majestic but scared face. On the high throne not far in front, there was a man with a somber complexion and a black dress.

"This is Qin Chao's costume! That guy ... this scene ... Jing Ke stabbing King Qin?"

Cheng Peng's thoughts changed sharply, but his body went up involuntarily, hehe laughed, and said, "The people in a small place haven't seen the style of a big country. I was shocked for a time. Your Majesty Wangwang forgive sins" In front of the throne, put the box in your right hand and put the roll of silk in your left hand on the other side.

"This is Fan Yuqi's head. We Yan Guo used to have wrong thoughts before taking shelter of this guy. Now he presents his first-level leader, and His Majesty hopes to quench the wrath of Thunder."

The box opened, and inside was the head of a big bearded man. Although this man died, he looked calm, and did not seem to suffer much.

"It's just that?" The man lost interest after a slight glance, and looked at him with a gloomy, impersonal, malicious and brutal look.

"Of course, more than that, we also offered a place to supervise Kang, hoping to make His Majesty satisfied." Cheng Peng, no, Jing Ke said so, and opened the scroll.

Cheng Peng sighed secretly.

Everything that follows is recorded in history. Although Jing Ke has deceived winning politics, his martial arts are far from comparable to the powerful and powerful swordsman Qin Wang. At first, he deterred Qin with his momentum, but in the end Failed.

His head was dizzy, and his eyes suddenly became dark. Cheng Peng found that he seemed to be a blind musician. He was striking the instrument and playing for King Qin.

"This is Gao Jianli! He is now fighting for King Qin ... King Qin is approaching! He rushed out! It is a pity! The position is poor, it is a little bit worse! To the left half a foot, you can put this tyrant's Head smashed! "

There was another dizziness in his mind. Cheng Peng found himself standing on the top of the mountain near the avenue, carrying a large iron spine on his shoulder, and beside him was a beautiful man who was prettier than a woman and was paying attention to the mountain road below.

"This is the King of the Sea, that is Zhang Liang. The location should be Bolangsha. It seems to be assassinated to win politics!"

Cheng Peng was right in his guess. When the mighty First Emperor's East Patrol passed by the mountain, Canghai Jun roared and threw the big iron spine toward one of the magnificent carts in the center of the team.

The big iron scream fell from the top of the mountain, hit the target accurately, and smashed the roof of the cart, but the car was not a win, but an unrelated palace.

"Damn it!" Zhang Liang punched **** the stone beside him, his fist broke, and blood was flowing. But he didn't care, just scolded angrily, "Tyrant! You can hide once, twice or three times, I don't believe you can hide for a lifetime!"

"Even if I am gone, there will be other warriors standing out, as long as you are not dead, sooner or later you will see the next warrior kill you!"

"Wash your neck and wait!"

The mind was dizzy again, Cheng Peng found himself back in the Shilong Wuguan, lying in the inner room.

The voice of Shi Zhixuan came from a short distance outside: "The so-called Dharma, there is no fixed routine. If you don't bother with forgiveness and tolerance, then choose the way of Vajra's wrath and face the evil devil's way. ! "

"That's all right?" Long Biao asked in surprise. "Isn't this a misinterpretation of Dharma?"

"Misinterpretation? You should hold the scepter in one hand, the scripture is used to promote the good way, and the scepter is used to kill the demon Kuangzheng Qi. Did it? Do you think they misinterpreted the Dharma? "

"Is it just a king after all."

"Your boy is quite big, but his mind is really not easy to use! Let me ask you, can there be King Kong in the Buddha? Can there be King Ming?"

"Have."

"What are King Kong and Ming Ming doing?"

"Protection."

"How to protect the law?"

"Demonize and remove evil spirits."

"Now do you understand?"

"understood!"

"Finally, it's not hopeless!" Shi Zhixuan laughed, stood up and pushed open the door of the room. "Cheng Peng, you have been given the Tianmo policy for three days. Have you ever realized what?"

Cheng Peng sat up, took a deep breath, and reverently replied: "I saw the feats of the sages of Bu Tian Pavilion."

"What paragraphs are you seeing?"

"Jing Ke stabbed Qin, gradually moved away, and stayed in Hou Bolang."

"Oh? Are these three?" Shi Zhixuan was slightly surprised, and asked, "Did you not see Nie Zheng?"

"No."

"I was wrong about you. It turns out that you are not the kind of person I imagined." Shi Zhixuan was silent for a while and then laughed again. "But this is better! Maybe you can achieve more than I expected!"

He walked in front of Cheng Peng and sat in the most serious posture, looking into Cheng Peng's eyes, and asked, "Do you know what 'Bu Tian' is?"

"The sky is short, I will make up for it."

"How to make up?"

Cheng Pengwei changed his mind and used a poem as an answer: "I want to grieve and cry, I cry the jackal laugh. The tears are sacrificed to the heroes, and the eyebrows are raised!"

He thought this answer was appropriate, but Shi Zhixuan sneered and shook his head.

"Brow your eyebrows out of the sheath? He holds the truth, holds the army, and stands high above him. One finger can crush you. Why should you pull the sword?"

Cheng Peng was speechless for a moment, unable to answer.

"Browing the eyebrows and swords is the task of those heroes. But when tyranny is rampant, there may not be heroes. It is at this time that people who need to die will stand up and use their own blood and their lives to launch the tyrant Hope is a slim blow. "Shi Zhixuan said slowly," Cang Tian is broken, Nu Wa refining the stone to make up the sky. If Shi can't make up the sky, Nu Wa will make up for herself. "

"Now ... do you understand what 'buying the sky' is?"

Cheng Peng froze.

Shi Zhixuan's remarks were like a flash of lightning that pierced the mist in his heart and made him suddenly bright.

"I understand!"

Dear player Cheng Peng: You have come to understand the magic method of Yimenbutiange "Easy Water Cold"!

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