Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 124 Mount Lu, Huo Luo San Protector
"Snow-sweeping Taoist Temple."

Chen Shouzheng was sitting in a tea stall by the side of the road, looking at the small Taoist temple on the opposite side of the street a dozen steps away.

It's early morning now, it's not the time to drink tea, besides the owner of the tea stall who is boiling water over there, there are only two people in the tea stall, there are only two people in the tea stall, and there are few pedestrians on the road.

The tables and benches in this tea stand are all mottled and cannot see their original appearance, there are not only a few traces of decay, but also thick dirt.

Although the owner of the tea stand will wipe it carefully with a rag every time a customer comes, but the dirt that has accumulated over the years can only be scraped off with a knife.

If it was a few years ago, even if Chen Shouzheng wanted to rest in such a tea stand, he would have to take out a handkerchief and place it on the bench. Sleeves stay on the table for too long.

But for the resentment in his heart, he has already had to get used to such a hasty rest because of his running around in the southeast and northwest in the past few years.

And his junior brother, Che Jinfeng, who was sitting across from him, had grown up in the marketplace, and was even more used to such a life.

The big bowl of rough tea still felt a little hot, and Che Jinfeng had already poured three bowls down. The heat caused his front to be slightly torn, wiped the water droplets on the stubble, and moved his head closer to this side a little.

"Eldest brother, I've inquired about it. The owner of the snow-sweeping Taoist temple is indeed Xue Longzi. Although he has lived in seclusion these years and has a low reputation, he has occasionally shown one or two tricks. I don’t use the tools in the blacksmith’s shop, but only use some fine sandstones to help others repair kitchen knives and scissors.”

"It's true that they all belong to the Glacier sect, but he died of illness a while ago, and now there are only four of his apprentices left in this small Taoist temple."

Chen Shou was listening, but nodded silently.

Che Jinfeng's eyes under his thick eyebrows were wide open: "In that case, let's come and visit."

Chen Shouzheng pinched the edge of the warm tea bowl, and said, "It's a coincidence that we came here, Xuelongzi's bones are not cold..."

"Alas!"

Che Jinfeng patted his thigh, "Is this the time to talk about this? In order to track down the whereabouts of that thing, we have gone to the Tianshan Snow Ridge in the past few years, starting from the ruins of the Glacier School. To Xuelongzi."

"Although this man has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for a while, he has been disheartened ten years ago and lived in seclusion. How difficult is it to find the clues he left behind?! Several groups of people from the whole group split up to track them down. Finally, we have You are still hesitating here without knowing the exact news.”

Che Jinfeng said eagerly, "If his disciples don't know the value of the treasure and bury it with Xue Longzi, then we will have a hard time, won't they force us to dig the grave?"

Chen Shouzheng's expression was shocked, and he suddenly said: "What the younger brother said is true, but I didn't think carefully."

"Don't say that."

Che Jinfeng shook his head hastily, and smiled intentionally, "I'm just a fool who thinks a lot, so there's bound to be something to gain?"

To track down a person who disappeared ten years ago, he, the big brother, has been going all the way, thinking hard, and taking care of the overall situation. Such thinking is more tiring than physical exhaustion. this point.

"By the way." Chen Shouzheng asked, "Have you ever inquired about the character of the four disciples, Xue Longzi, and what happened in the past?"

Che Jinfeng said: "His first three apprentices have left for a long time, and they only came back a few days ago. People around here only know their names. As for the fourth apprentice, he is just a child. I heard that he is well-behaved and polite. People hurt."

He checked the names of Guan Luoyang and the other three, and gave a general description of their appearance.

These messages may seem useless, but they are actually enough to reveal something.

As the descendants of the Glacier School, they did not gain a certain reputation in the Jianghu, but they did not die. At least it can show that their martial arts must not be very good.

No, with Xue Longzi's style, he may not even tell those apprentices about the origin of the Glacier School, and it's hard to say how much the martial arts taught reveal the true foundation.

Chen Shouzheng got used to making some inferences and assumptions in his heart, then took out a bank note and said, "Go to the bank and exchange the 300 taels of silver for new silver ingots within two years. , buy a few more white silks, ask someone to re-arrange the coffin, and we will come to visit again."

When dealing with people, or if you want to get something from someone else's family, showing financial resources is often the most effective means.

Although silver bills mean wealth, they often need some real gold and silver as embellishments to make them appear more weighty.

Che Jinfeng had always admired Chen Shouzheng, and without asking why, he took the silver ticket and walked out.

As he walked, he put the bank notes in his pocket, and suddenly his hands were empty.

"Hehe, it's 300 taels for a single shot. Although the Lushan faction's popularity has declined, it still has some heritage."

A strange laugh came, a man with a short stature but surprisingly square and big head, dressed as a wealthy businessman, with a mustache, was standing a few steps away, holding in his hand, it was not exactly Che Jinfeng's photo. bank note.

"You, who are you, dare to rob in the street?!"

Che Jinfeng glared and questioned him, but retreated under his feet instead.

That person snatched the bank note from his hand, from his chest, and he didn't even react so quickly. No matter what his internal strength was, this light-handed technique was already a great threat.

Che Jinfeng is also a veteran of the Jianghu, so naturally he is on the defensive.

Not far behind him, Chen Shouzheng had already stood up.

Seeing that there seemed to be a dispute here, the tea stall owner shrank his head skillfully and hid behind the stove, but when he shrank back and looked up slightly, he happened to catch a glimpse of the top of the bamboo shed of the tea stall being torn apart.

As the sun shone, the shaded area that was originally covered by the tea stand suddenly lit up, accompanied by a figure with head up and down, waving palms down.

Chen Shouzheng raised his hand to block it, and when his palms met, a surge of air exploded from his side, tables, stools and tea bowls shattered and flew, and his feet sank more than half a foot.

The person who made a surprise attack from the air changed his hand moves, and with the sound of air being squeezed, one palm slapped down on Chen Shouzheng's celestial spirit cap.

But the knife pinned to Chen Shouzheng's back was already out of its sheath.

The knife was only two feet six inches long, but when it was cut from his hand to the sky, it seemed as if it suddenly opened a six-foot six-inch long snow-bright wing.

The Lushan School's sword technique "Shocking Hint" seems to be as fast as a thunderbolt, straight and straight, simple and simple.

But in fact, the moment Chen Shouzheng drew out the sword and swung it, Chen Shouzheng's internal force shot out from all parts of the sword body, and it was composed of multiple sword lights that jointly formed the winged sword gang.

With such saber techniques, the assailant who landed from the air had to avoid the sharp edge for a while, and suddenly bounced back, spinning sharply and falling towards the street.

The wing-shaped knife gang was disillusioned in the air, and there was faintly a burst of radiance of true energy, like luminous drizzle, mixed with the thatch floating all over the sky on the roof of the shed, and fell down.

Chen Shouzheng's face was as red as blood, and the color faded slowly, and he was as pale as paper. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries while resisting the surprise attack of the palm.

"You have practiced the sword skills of the Lushan school well. You are worthy of being a great disciple of Lushan school."

The raider was dark-skinned, tall, with long hands and long feet. His sleeves and trousers seemed to be slightly shorter than his body, exposing his wrists and ankles. He had the obvious appearance of a person from the Western Regions, but he opened his mouth with a Luoyang accent.

He grinned and folded his arms around his chest, "However, compared to the Eastern envoy, you are much worse. Why don't you just surrender. The envoy said that if you can capture him alive, she is going to see you."

Chen Shouzheng's neck felt a little red again, and he said hoarsely, "Are you people from the Huo Luo Dao? She has already sat in the position of Sifang Zunshi?"

The rich businessman who took the silver ticket before said with a smile: "Even though Dongfang Envoy is not what he used to be, he still misses the Lushan School. , follow and see."

"Suddenly remembered?"

Chen Shouzheng closed his eyes as if weary, "It's the warning from the Heavenly Secret Jade Mirror. Unexpectedly, the mirror in her hand is so ingenious. We haven't found anything yet, but she has already noticed it." .”

The wealthy businessman was full of joy, first put away the banknotes in his hand, and said: "Why bother to cover up, isn't the Jade Snow Dragon Ring you are looking for in that small Taoist temple?"

"Don't worry, everyone has a heart to love treasures. We will not miss such a treasure in front of us. The Lushan School has pursued it for many years and finally brought this long-lost treasure back to the world. This achievement will not be missed." Forgotten."

Between the words of these two people, Chen Shouzheng and the others were already settled.

that's the truth.

With his sword drawn, Che Jinfeng had already guessed the identity of the man from the Western Regions. He was able to injure his elder brother with a powerful palm, and he belonged to the Huo Luo Dao. With such a different appearance, he must be the Huo Luo Dao 24 One of the protectors, the "Four Elephant Palms" recovered.

As for the wealthy businessman, although it is difficult to determine his identity for the time being, he must be a first-level protector of Huo Luo Dao.

Huo Luo Dao 24 protectors are all first-class masters. Even if Chen Shouzheng has never been injured, he may only be able to deal with one. As for Che Jinfeng himself...

"You want to drag out one or two tricks desperately to let your senior brother escape, don't you?"

The voice spoke of CRRC Jinfeng's mind, and he was startled, and he slashed at the source of the voice with a knife in his hand.

The bamboo shed on the roof of the tea stand was originally six or seven meters square, but it was smashed by the palm just now. After the thatch fell, the dust was still there.

This level of dust could not hinder the sight of people in the martial arts world. Standing in the dust, Che Jinfeng could even see every beard on the rich businessman's mustache.

But that one figure was clearly close at hand, but it seemed to be a little hazy because of the thick dust. No matter how the knife was slashed, it was unharmed, and a palm had already wiped the back of the knife and patted it.

Che Jinfeng blocked the palm with his left hand, and felt heat in his bones, as if he had never been injured.

The hazy figure had already been forced away by Chen Shouzheng's bright sword light like a blowing wind, and he retreated more than ten steps away, becoming clearer.

But it is a person wearing a square scarf and three long beards, just like a teacher.

Chen Shouzheng rested his left hand on Che Jinfeng's shoulder, and his voice became heavier: "Whirling bone shrinking big handprint, are you destroying people and tireless Yang Jichang?"

Another Huo Luo Dao protector.

"It's Mr. Yang who is tireless in teaching people."

Yang Jichang was quite complacent, twirling his beard, and jokingly said, "Your junior brother is too ignorant, why do you waste your energy to support him, hey, maybe you really have the heart to see Dongfang Zunshi again, but you don't If you are easy to speak, just push the boat along the current, exhaust your internal strength, and then catch it with nothing?"

"Healed up, Yang Jichang, and the sun god Zhui Fan is pitiful."

Chen Shouzheng turned his eyes, but called the wealthy businessman's identity a rip off, and sighed with a smile, "Unexpectedly, in order to deal with our senior brothers, Huo Luodao would actually send three Dharma protectors. It seems that I will not be spared today. If he is not dead, my junior brother will not die either!"

He raised his knife and pointed at the three of them, "Let's go together, let me see which of you is the one who will send me on the road in the end."

Yang Jichang smiled triumphantly and said, "Why am I so anxious, since you want to save your junior brother, then wait until your internal energy is exhausted."

"Brother Fan, you start out as a merchant, and you are the most meticulous. Why don't you go to the small Taoist temple first, capture and torture the people inside, and find the Jade Snow Dragon Ring, so that these two can see their suffering before they die. something to look for."

Chen Shou didn't move his face, but his junior brother felt a slight tremor of despair on the palm of his hand.

Che Jinfeng was sweating profusely, his eyes rolled wildly. Hearing this, he felt the trembling. He wished he could bite his tongue and kill himself first.

It's just that the hidden danger of him receiving Yang Jichang's palm has been revealed. At this moment, his whole body is stiff, and there is a feeling of being squeezed and shrunk inward, as if every inch of flesh and blood is tightening, and the bones are about to be squeezed by his own flesh. Gotta be sour.

The Mahamudra of Shrinking Bone Whirling is a kind of palm technique that has been searched all over Yumen Pass, and is also the most famous for its viciousness.

After the palm force enters the body, it is just a heat at first, and then the muscles and bones will shrink, and the compression will become smaller inch by inch. Even a man like a tower will often wait until he is three inches shorter and his whole body shrinks by three inches. , I couldn't hold it any longer, and died in pain.

If it weren't for Chen Shouzheng's continuous infusion of internal energy, Che Jinfeng would have been in pain.

Over there, Fan Poor had already responded with a smile, and on tiptoe, he arrived in front of the Taoist temple across the street, and raised his hand to push the old wooden door.

They didn't cover up their previous conversation at all, and they didn't care that people around them might hear it.

Huo Luo Dao has always acted arrogantly, even more arrogantly.Originally, they had to deal with Chen Shouzheng. As long as there was only one guardian, there was a good chance of winning. In their eyes, Che Jinfeng was not considered an individual at all. The reason why the three guardians came together was more to guard against Xue Longzi.

Even if Xue Longzi had the best record in the arena ten years ago, even if he overestimated it, plus Chen Shouzheng, he would not be able to turn the sky in front of the three Huo Luo protectors.

What's more, Xue Longzi is dead. In such a small Taoist temple, no matter whether the people inside heard it or not, whether they resisted or escaped, in the eyes of Fan Poor, they are all ones who can be pinched and slaughtered at will.

The short and fat rich businessman touched the door with his five fingers like carrots.

In a blink of an eye, his face changed drastically, and he drank violently. Before the sound came out of his throat, the force of his hand had increased by ten percent from the original random push.

At that moment, his hand turned into a shining light source, a dazzling golden light burst out from his hand.

Those two doors had already turned into fly ash before they could even produce a shattering whine.

Fan's pitiful hand failed to penetrate half a point into the door.

Because, his palm force hit another palm blasted out from the door!
Fan Piao's sharp roar at the moment when he pushed the door finally resounded, the sound was so sharp that it pierced stones, it shocked dozens of families around, and suddenly there was a buzzing in their ears.

"Who!!!"

boom! !

When his palms collided, the sound of Fan Poor's body backing up was louder, almost as loud as that roar, and a large piece of earth and rock was shoveled away by the trace of his backing.

Inside the door frame that no longer had a door, Guan Luoyang's figure stepped back for a moment, then moved forward again, turning into a series of blue afterimages.

The phantom, which was almost blurred, would only slow down a little when it caught up with Fan Poor, leaving a relatively clear image.

The first image is punching, the second image is waving a palm, and the third image suddenly has a knife.

Among the series of smoky phantoms, only these three images survived the most clearly, which also meant that after being repelled, Fan Poor suffered three more blows and lost three segments.

The fractured gully on the street continued three times. Fan Poor's right arm froze, and finally he had the opportunity to throw the weapon he was famous for - the Sun God Cone from his left sleeve.

It is not quite accurate to say that it was thrown, but it was stimulated by his internal force, and after the infusion was full, it burst out from the left sleeve.

It was a heavy, solid golden light, clearly supposed to be very fast, with a tearing aura, but people could clearly see the golden cone spinning and flying towards him.

Kang Kanglai and Yang Jichang had also woken up to this shocking change, and killed them from the left and right sides at the same time.

Guan Luoyang's knife suddenly turned into a blue rainbow and shot towards the sun god's cone, his arms parted at the moment, and met the palms of Kang and Yang at the same time.

The golden and green rays of light collided in the air, and each bounced away in a fierce symphony.

The three people below who were clapping their palms also trembled, and each of them retreated.

Guan Luoyang retreated further, and fell directly in front of the Taoist temple, breaking the threshold of the Taoist temple with his heels.

Yang Jichang only took two steps back, and shouted suspiciously: "Who are you, that you can hide in this view in advance and plot against us?"

"I?"

Guan Luoyang fought back the two palms at the same time, and felt a slight stagnation in his chest, but he just coughed lightly, and pointed at Fan Poor with a smile, "Of course it's the master who came out to beat the robbers."

Fan pitifully froze, feeling something.

A smooth knife edge was split open on his right shoulder obliquely, and it took so long after the knife was hit that it took so long for blood to emerge.

Snapped.

The right shoulder fell to the ground with the whole arm attached.

(End of this chapter)