My talent is resurrection

Chapter 44
The golden light in Chen Jiu's eyes has been covered with blue light, almost spreading to the entire pupil. He looked around the horrified crowd, raised his hand, and asked loudly, "Who else wants a magic weapon?"

The onlookers were already horrified, and dared not speak for a while, how could they have thought that Chen Xiaoren, who had such a low realm and combat power, suddenly became such an extremely strong physique? !
The Four Realms cultivator, who was proficient in the method of summoning spirit fire, fell to the ground, bleeding profusely, and his expression was full of horror.

Chen Jiu cast a glance at him, and then asked everyone: "If there is no one, I will leave."

He picked up the fishing rod and walked out without putting down his sleeves.

All the monks in front of them backed away in horror to make way.

It's just that there are still people in the way.

Five four realms.

Chen Jiu put down the fishing rod and muttered to himself, "It's better to be gentle."

The five monks of the four realms each sacrificed their magic treasures, which is the same Taoism, running the Taoism, three of them collect water, two of them form trees, and warm each other.

It became a small Zhou Tian water and wood formation.

Among them, the person at the eye of the formation pressed falsely with one hand, and a pool of water suddenly appeared under his feet, and then spread a hundred meters around.

The monks around hurriedly retreated in panic, and a sharp-eyed monk recognized the formation and exclaimed: "It's the Muchi formation known as the small world!"

The scholar in the distance also frowned slightly, feeling that it was indeed too shameless for the five of them to fight one.

It is still the wooden pool array with the name "Water and Wood Pond, a place to eat people". If one is careless and gets entangled by the old wooden vines protruding from the pool, he will be sucked from the whole body's blood, blood and spiritual power. If you drag it directly into the pool, your life will be gone.

Rumor has it that there is also a large formation formation method in this wooden pool formation, which requires at least a thousand Jindan monks to form a forest formation, which can directly absorb living souls along a radius of a hundred miles, which is extremely overbearing.

Chen Jiu looked at the pool under his feet, and suddenly raised his head, the golden light in his eyes was completely covered in an instant, and there was occasional thunder.

The pool of water under his feet receded suddenly, as if he didn't dare to approach it.

People were surprised.

The person in front of him was shocked, but he quickly suppressed it. When he stretched out his hand, countless thin wooden vines appeared in the pool, stabbing at Chen Jiu suddenly.

Chen Jiu boxed up his fists, and his figure approached in an instant. First, he smashed the wood and vines with his fist, and then rushed to the front of the cultivator, and punched fiercely.

The man in front of him had a grin on his face.

These body repairs are easy to be hooked.

At present, he suddenly raised countless spiked wooden vines, with the spikes facing outwards, to protect himself.

With one punch of this body repairer, there is no way to retreat, he can only hit countless wooden vine spikes, and it is ridiculous to use up his fist.

The cultivator in the distance shook his head a little, thinking that although this physical training was tyrannical, he might die today.

The world is so impermanent on the mountain, and I have no one to blame, but my own lack of ability.

In Chen Jiu's eyes, the golden light is more prosperous, he is not afraid at all, and he has no boxing skills, just tough.

Punch out the way!
Directly smash the spikes, spurt blood, castrate unabated, and take the head away.

The monk Zhenyan looked slightly startled, but he didn't panic. He changed the seal in his hand, and his body suddenly fell into the pool, and he didn't know where he was going.

Chen Jiu's punch missed, and the aura around him was shaken.

The bodies of the other four monks also fell into the pool one after another, and then slowly emerged behind Chen Jiu, and countless wooden vines were raised, determined to kill this martial artist.

There were countless sharp holes in Chen Jiu's fist, dripping with blood, he suddenly turned his head, the golden light seemed to be elongated abruptly, there was anger in his eyes, and he grinned with a ferocious smile.

The five people looked at it, and suddenly felt terrified in their hearts.

Before they could react, the green-clothed man struck out another punch in an instant, smashing the spikes and attacking the formation.

The five fled in horror again.

The boxing intent on Qingshanke's body was so strong that it became solid, and even dripped down, making the Muchi formation look like it would collapse.

The pupils of the scholar in the distance widened, it was unbelievable, such a strong fist, the first time he had seen it in his life, he had heard of that day born martial artist, but this brother was so fierce that he felt that all the physical training he had seen before Not so much.

At this time, the five people who formed the formation were even more regretful. Why did they want to provoke this green-shirted man if they could not die? Now they are using all their spiritual power to protect the formation from collapse, let alone attack.

Chen Jiu boxed up.

So the monk at the front of the formation directly withdrew the formation, bowed his waist and made an apology, and said bitterly: "I would like to make amends, and pay back the fellow Taoist."

I was really scared of being beaten by Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu grinned, "Then I will apologize to you first."

The four monks were taken aback.

Then he was hit in the head with a punch, flew a hundred meters across, and shot directly into a dilapidated mansion, completely smashing the walls and buildings, and there was no more movement.

The rest of the formation monks knelt down in horror, begging not to be killed.

Looking at the four people, Chen Jiu suddenly felt bored, shook his head, his fisting spirit quickly dissipated, his bloody right hand was hanging weakly, he picked up the fishing rod, put it on his shoulder, and walked out.

The crowd dispersed in horror.

Chen Jiu felt that the flat mansion was meaningless, so he found a mountain range everywhere and climbed slowly, not rushing to the top of the mountain, just asking for peace.

The guide mouse didn't know where it went, it must have thought something was wrong beforehand, so it slipped away first, it was really clever.

One of the rat descendants knows how to judge the current situation.

A scholar from a distance rushed over, followed Chen Jiu, and exclaimed, "Brother, you are so mighty."

Carrying the fishing rod, Chen Jiu glanced at him, "That's not a good word for you."

The scholar wondered, "Why?"

"Over there in my hometown, there is a Mr. Mighty..."

"Well, then?"

"It's a toilet cleaner."

"..."

The scholar was speechless, always thinking that it was too much for a toilet cleaner to take this title.

He was silent for a while, and asked Chen Jiu: "Fellow Daoist, it seems that you have no mastery of Taoism when you punch?"

Although Chen Jiu does boxing, he doesn't have an authentic style of boxing, it doesn't look like he has a teacher.

Chen Jiu nodded slightly, as expected as the scholar guessed.

The scholar was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "I don't know if you would like to join my academy. Don't worry, the benefits are enough. After leaving this Kongtong secret realm, I can still introduce fellow Taoists to join the Haohao Academy. "

Chen Jiu shook his head, "I don't want to be a scholar."

The scholar wondered, "Why?"

Chen Jiu walked slowly towards the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "I don't get good grades in primary school, so read a book by hammer."

The scholar hurriedly said, "You don't need to study."

Chen Jiu turned to look at the scholar, wondering: "Just fighting?"

The scholar waved his hands and explained helplessly, "There's no need to fight. Studying is about understanding the truth, and the unity of knowledge and action is enough."

After hearing this, Chen Jiu nodded slightly, "It sounds good."

The scholar was overjoyed, "Fellow Daoist, do you have any intentions?"

Chen Jiu shook his head, "Not interested."

The scholar was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "Our academy sometimes holds study tours, and there is even a competition of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which can be described as colorful, don't you want to try it?"

Chen Jiu grinned, "I'm full and have nothing to do."

The scholar was still persevering and persuading, the two slowly climbed up to the top of the mountain, Chen Jiu jumped up and went to the high place of the mansion, where he sat idle and watched the monks scrambling under him.

The scholar sat aside and didn't try to persuade Chen Jiu any more, just looked down.

The mansion on the top of the mountain is located in the south, and there is a courtyard, in which there are many opportunities, and there are endless elixir and magic weapons.

Most of the monks fight in this courtyard.

Chen Jiu and the scholar didn't bother to get involved. A body-cultivator, condensed body, didn't have a big need for magic weapons, not to mention that these magic weapons didn't attract Chen Jiu very much, so he pulled his hips when he saw them.

Scholars are Confucian orthodox, unless they have to, otherwise they don't like to fight with others.

The two were idle and bored, watching the monks fighting below, and began to discuss who would win.

Chen Jiuxian expressed his opinion, "It must be that black-faced monk is powerful, tall and powerful, and he is not easy to provoke at first glance."

The scholar retorted, "I don't think so. The white-clothed monk beside him is pretty good, with a restrained breath, he should be..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man in white shirt who was named by the scholar was hit by the palm of the black-faced monk and fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other, and Chen Jiu nodded, "It's quite powerful."

This is of course irony.

The scholar scratched his head and frowned, "I shouldn't, why did I miss it again, it's weird.

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Far from the mountain top, deep in the mansion, Guan Huaping held a jade mirror and looked at the three monks in front of him, with a sullen expression on his face, and shouted angrily.

"How dare the three of you provoke me, Ziqimen?"

One of the monks shook his head, "Don't think too much about your purple valve, the three of us are not afraid of your purple valve at all."

He raised his clothes, and one of the high-ranking spirit-binding chains emerged, and he smiled again: "Besides, dead people can't speak. I don't know what kind of Ziqi family daughter, I've never seen it before."

The other two nodded and smiled one after another, "Exactly."

Guan Huaping's face was gloomy, and with a flash of the jade mirror, his figure disappeared in an instant, and he fled very quickly.

The monk wearing the spirit-binding chain raised his hand and pointed, and the spirit-binding chain went away with the fluctuation of spiritual power. The three of them ran the magic weapon and hurriedly followed. After a while, they saw Guan Huaping who was fleeing again.

The monks all around are fighting for it, so they have no time to control these people.

The monk sneered, "obediently obey me, maybe I can give you a decent way to die, otherwise your reputation will be ruined after death, and your father will lose face!"

Over the years, the cultivation world has naturally circulated many ways to make people die without peace, and they are all vicious ways.

They dared to intercept and kill this Guan Huaping, how could they still be afraid of his father?
As for the background, it is not only important if you turn off the picture screen.

When the woman heard this, her complexion became more gloomy, but she didn't dare to stay. The most urgent task is to find the monks who have made friends with the south of the city, and defend against these three people together.

The three followed closely.

Guan Huaping fled all the way to the courtyard with the largest number of people in the mansion. His spiritual power was a little exhausted. He took a few pills and looked around, but there was no monk he knew.

The three of them had already rushed over, surrounded the woman like horns, with grim smiles on their faces.

When the rest of the monks saw it, they didn't care too much, for fear of bad luck.

On the top of the mansion in the distance, Chen Jiu frowned and stood up suddenly, making the scholar wonder what this Brother Chen was thinking.

Chen Jiu muttered, "There are so many fights today."

That is, he stomped his foot fiercely, and his body suddenly shot away.

The scholar was shocked and jumped up quickly.

With a bang, the mansion collapsed.

Three monks surrounded Guan Huaping, among them the spirit-binding chain struck first, and the other two also followed the magic weapon.

The pretty woman's face is determined, her eyes are cloudy, she wants to remember the appearance of the three people thoroughly, after death she will be turned into fly ash, and after being revived from the soul lamp, she will ask her father to use his supernatural powers to strangle these three people!
The magic weapon of the three men attacked and wanted to take the woman's life.

There seems to be a roar in the distance.

Comes in an instant.

Smash the ground and stir up dust.

The three of them looked at the figure that came suddenly and blocked the magic weapon, with uncertain expressions on their faces.

Guan Huaping stared at the familiar figure in front of him, with an excited expression, as if he couldn't believe it, and asked in a trembling voice: "Mr. Chen?"

The guest in green shirt stepped on the spirit-binding lock, his eyes glowed with gold, he turned his head to look at the woman, and smiled slightly.

"Here I am."

(End of this chapter)