First Class Taoist Gate

The next day was just light, and the **** crowed for the second time. Zhang Bairen slowly sorted out his clothes. There is no need to mention the calamus. The expression of Zhang’s mother is not right when it comes to mentioning it. It seems that I have to think about it. Individual methods will work.

　　 Looking at the purple gas rising in the east, Zhang Bairen forcibly resisted the urge to speak out. At this time, he had already opened the entrance, which was different from the day before.

　　 I couldn't practice the method the day before, and the attracted purple qi walked through the bones of the body, and the disease qi was eliminated. At this time, I had already started to gather medicine. If I dared to swallow the purple qi, the later fruit would be unpredictable.

　　 Either he refines the purple qi, or the purple qi hurts his meridians.

　　 What's more, Zhang's mother is by his side, Zhang Bairen dare not.

　　 Looking at the porridge that was not porridge at breakfast, Zhang Bairen forcibly resisted the urge to vomit. He was weak and had to eat more to get the big medicine, otherwise he would die by then.

　　 After a good breakfast, Zhang Bairen looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, tidyed up his clothes, put on his own colorful leather coat, various animal furs were stitched together perfectly through Zhang's wonderful hands.

　　 "Mother, I went out. I lost a chicken coop yesterday. I have to get it back today. I have to see who stole my prey." Zhang Bairen muttered.

　　 "You kid, it's your own prey that ran away, and you still depend on others. This neighborhood is all living with folks in the village. Who would bully our orphans and widows" Zhang Mu gave Zhang Bairen a look.

　　 Zhang Bairen touched his nose, did not say much, picked up the cage and walked towards the mountain, checked all the way, and there was something to be gained last night, but he arrested a rabbit.

　　 Zhang Bairen smiled, changed the cage, and then continued walking towards the mountain with the rabbit.

　　 The weight of a rabbit is indeed a test for the four-year-old Zhang Bairen, especially when he has to climb mountains.

　　 Soon, the smile on Zhang Bairen's face disappeared, a pair of eyes lingered with sword intent, murderous intent, and the surrounding mountains and forests instantly quieted down.

　　 slowly lowering the cage, Zhang Bairen looked at the empty land and took a deep breath: "Too much deception! Actually regard me as a place for you to improve your food! Today I have to teach you a lesson."

Holding the rabbit cage, Zhang Bairen took a look at the open space. Facing the cold north wind, he tightened his shirt, and sat down in a place with thick leaves. Carrying the north wind, he shrank in his leather jacket. , Covering himself tightly, began to gradually fall into the state of visualizing medicine.

　　 Time is slowly passing by. Three hours later, it was almost noon before I heard the sound of stepping on the dead branches and leaves.

　　 "Come on" Zhang Bairen, who was meditating, woke up instantly, grabbed the rabbit cage at hand, and immediately stood up.

　　The hunters in the mountains knew that the Zhang family’s mother and son were poor, and the entire hill was given to the Zhang family’s mother and son. The hunters in the village had to go hunting far away on the hill.

Zhang Bairen could see clearly, a man in armor, let’s say he was a man for the time being. This man looked around, saw no one, put the chicken coop in his hand, and wiped his mouth triumphantly: "The hunter in this mountain is really Good guy, knowing that I can't eat enough all day long, I specially sent me a chicken."

　　 It's just that this person didn't take a few steps before he saw a short figure standing in front of him, let's say it was a short figure, at least for this person, Zhang Bairen was short at this time.

　　 This little figure is holding a rabbit cage in his hands, and is shrouded in a colorful robe, even his head is shrunk inside.

　　 "Oh, somebody's little baby is running around in the mountains. Be careful that the jackal is coming and take you away." The armor on the figure swayed and clinked.

　　 Zhang Bairen did not know the official uniforms and the ranks of soldiers in the Sui Dynasty, but the armor on this man seemed to be well made, and should not be an ordinary soldier.

　　 "You stole my chicken, do you want to leave like this?" The man walked over Zhang Bairen for ten steps, and Zhang Bairen suddenly spoke.

　　 "Your chicken?" The man was taken aback, then stopped.

　　 "It's not always a chicken coop falling from the sky, and then just catching a pheasant to give you a tooth sacrifice." Zhang Bairen was still like a mountain, quietly facing the general with his back.

　　 The general was flushed with Zhang Bairen's words, and said with a slight irritation: "You little baby, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, didn't you just eat your chicken! What's so great!"

　　 Don't imagine how good the soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were. In fact, they are almost the same as the bandits. The difference is not very big.

　　The soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were not fuel-efficient lamps.

"A chicken? This is not a chicken problem, but a human principle. In this barren mountain, you can't buy a chicken if you have money." Zhang Bairen slowly put down the rabbit cage in his hand and turned around. Slowly rolled up the robe on her body: "Give you two choices!"

　　 "Oh~ I really met an interesting person today." The soldier saw Zhang Bairen's appearance as a small adult, and he immediately became interested: "What choice do you talk about?"

　　 "First, you accompany me with two chickens, including the chicken from the day before, you ate my two chickens in total."

　　 Zhang Bairen's white finger slowly stretched out one.

　　 "What about another option?" The soldier looked at Zhang Bairen curiously.

　　 "Another option is that you pay me ten times the amount of money for two chickens" Zhang Bairen stretched out his second finger.

　　 "What if I don't want these two options?" The soldier laughed.

　　 "Then I will teach you how to be a man!" Zhang Bairen retracted his palm and retracted into the cloak. The north wind outside was too cold.

　　 "Teach me to be a man? Interesting! Interesting! How do you teach me to be a man?" the soldier curiously asked.

"It seems that you don't plan to choose the other two roads." Zhang Bairen slowly put down his cloak, revealing a pale little face, as if it was a sick seedling, which can be blown down by a gust of north wind. It looks shocking. .

Zhang Bairen carefully put his robe away: "You are a member of the army, and you must be proficient in martial arts. If you can take my sword, then these two chickens will count. Otherwise, you will be fate. Now! Turkic people are rampant around here, who knows that Turkic people killed you here! No one in the military camp will avenge you."

　　 Listening to Zhang Bairen's murderous words, the young general was taken aback, and then he became vigilant, and subconsciously touched the long knife on his waist. I don't know why, after listening to Zhang Bairen's words, he suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

　　 "Kacha" Zhang Bairen randomly broke a two-meter-long branch nearby, and then shook it: "Are you ready?"

　　 Sword Art is magical. Zhang Bairen felt the sword intent in his body, showing a slight smile: "My sword is called: Zhu Xian!"

　　 "Zhu Xian? What a great spirit" The soldier was taken aback.

　　 "唰"

　　 The branch in Zhang Bairen's hand stretched instantly in the cold north wind. U U Reading www.uukanshu.cóm

　　 The wind is cold, but Zhang Bairen's sword intent is even colder.

　　 quickly!

　　 The north wind is fast, Zhang Bairen's sword is faster.

　　 Song Laosheng is very sure that he has been marching for seven or eight years in his life, and he has seen countless masters in the army. He has never seen such a fast sword, such a cold sword, or such a murderous sword.

　　 Yes, it's a sword, not a branch.

　　In Song Laosheng's eyes, the branches in Zhang Bairen's hands turned into swords and sharp swords.

　　 The world seems to disappear, only this sword is left.

　　 This sword kills all immortals and defeats all the heroes.

　　 "Sword Intent!" Song Laosheng was shocked. He really couldn't think of why such a four or five-year-old baby could comprehend such a sharp sword intent, and why he mastered such a domineering sword move.

　　 "Clang!"

　　 Song Lao's growth knife came out of its sheath, only to see the fire flickering, Song Laosheng took a deep breath, and an inexplicable cheer rose in his heart: "Blocked! Blocked!"

　　 But then Song Laosheng's pupils shrank suddenly, his own hundred steel knives actually left a millimeter deep scratch under the dead branch.

　　 If it is a sword fairy, Song Laosheng is not surprised, but he does not know why a four or five year old baby has such a sharp method.

　　 "Some skills" Zhang Bairen smiled, the dead branches in his hands turned to ashes, and Song Laosheng's pupils shrank.

　　 "Your Excellency is good, this general admires it!" Song Laosheng gave a respectful salute, and didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Bairen's age.

　　 "You are not bad too" Zhang Bairen smiled.

　　 picked up the cloak, rolled up the chicken coop, and walked down the mountain in the cold wind.

　　 "Sir, wait a minute" Song Laosheng took a step forward and hurriedly shouted.