Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 783 Let's beat up the apprentice first

The smoked wind is slow, the ancient road is long and long, behind the pines, in the clear dew, the majestic Huadian is preserved, and the mountains and rivers of Haozhen stand for a long time.

Chenxi opened the curtain of the night, and Xia Chenglin, who had finished his morning exercise, said goodbye to everyone one by one, and then, as usual, went directly to Cuixin Palace for work.

Martial arts practice is an indispensable subject in daily life, especially when their strength is still on the rise, they cannot slack off.

As the saying goes: If you don’t practice ten days a day, you don’t practice a hundred days a day.

If you even give up on yourself, then no matter what your talent is, you will come to the end of your journey in martial arts. Xia Chenglin's identity and character determine that his aggressiveness will not be easily dissipated.

however.

When he walked in front of the door of Cuixin Palace, the rich tea fragrance mixed with a subtle light fragrance wafted out from the palace, which made people shocked.

"It should be, shouldn't it be?"

On a whim, Xia Chenglin suddenly remembered what his younger brother Xianmo Karma had said to him earlier. You must know that he had not seen him in person since his master returned to today.

So, after a while, he simply put that matter behind him.

It is far better to deal with more affairs than to have the time to think wildly.

Now that he suddenly thought of it, he felt a little unsure, and this was the first time Master saw him after he came back this time, so he always felt that things would not be that simple, I hope he was worrying too much.

Thoughts in Xia Chenglin's mind were like lightning, but his footsteps never stopped.

Step into the hall.

The first thing that catches the eye is all kinds of visions evolved from the majestic vitality. There are flowers blooming in the void, and a thought is born and a thought is extinguished.

White clouds and smoke are rolling in the hall, making this place look different from the world.

Then, I saw a red-haired young man who was as rich as jade, sitting upright at the round table in the center of the Cuixin Hall. Tea was being boiled on the clay stove on the table, and the strong tea fragrance spread from the pot. .

Since childhood, Xia Chenglin has always felt that Master should be the most perfect and dignified person in the world.

Even if they joke with them on weekdays, they are still very majestic and convincing in essence, especially when they are working for the well-being of the people in this world and wielding their swords to kill the enemy.

It’s not because there is a filter. When you look at a person, you not only need to look at what he says, but also what he does, and the ideas he advocates. There is no doubt that no matter where you start, the master is irrelevant. picky.

However, as far as the matter is concerned, he has only seen Master's expression at this moment a few times since he grew up, and every time it is accompanied by major events.

On the round table, there is also a sword. In fact, it looks more like a ruler than a sword. It has no edge, no edge, and even no tip. It is very round, with fine gold patterns all over the body, and the guard looks like The moth spreads its wings, and two red gemstones are inlaid in the mouth of the swallow, just like the finishing touch.

Well, judging from its shape, it was a weapon he had never seen before.

Just as Xia Chenglin was about to speak, he saw Lin Chongyang's gaze suddenly became sharper, and there was a sword light rising and falling in the double golden pupil.

In Cuixin Hall, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

See you!

His eyes turned into sword lights and slashed out, one after another, interweaving into a sea of ​​clear light, and slashed down angrily towards Xia Chenglin.

He wanted to react, but found that he had been imprisoned, let alone him who is not yet a master, with the master's hand, even if the senior brother stands here, it will not make a difference.

boom!
The sword light slashed down, breaking through the red rays of light that spontaneously emanated from the body protection, and hit Xia Chenglin's body, causing waves of movement in his body, and his blood and qi surged like a wave, revealing the usual route of luck.

At the same time, Xia Chenglin began to improve his body, resisting the sword light that kept hitting his body.

The blood-stained ice moth was thrown by Lin Chongyang and hit him in the chest.

Vigorous force struck the meridians and acupoints in his body through his body, with perfect accuracy, causing cracks to appear and begin to spread in his body.

Xia Chenglin's attainments in the blood vault were not yet able to allow his blood to completely replace the meridians in his body.

However, now there is an opportunity that was placed in front of him.

Without hesitation, Xia Chenglin let go of his defense, allowing the sword light from outside his body to hit his body, and the round sword tip touched his chest.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, he endured the severe pain, and applied all his energy and blood to the meridians, the blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the sound of clicking and clicking kept ringing in his body, which made people's hair stand on end.

Internal and external coercion, the interaction of several forces, after crushing all his meridians, rushed to the limbs and bones, and scattered to the acupuncture points all over his body, making him feel as if he was about to be torn apart.

Relying on an aggressive determination to keep his body from falling down, Xia Chenglin used his mind to repair the acupuncture points and reshape the meridians with qi and blood.

But at this moment, Lin Chongyang, who was originally sitting at the table, moved.

The blood-stained ice moth was taken back first, turned into a jade pendant, and was hung back on the belt casually. Then, the flawless palm raised and pressed down on Xia Chenglin's body.

This palm is very gentle, like the movement of heaven, and all the vitality in the temple is absorbed, manifesting a boundless and magnificent scene.

"In ancient times, the four poles were destroyed, the nine states were torn apart, the sky was not covered, and the earth was not covered..."

The ethereal Dao sound echoed, and the thousands of scenes were fleeting. Lin Chongyang pressed down with his palm, repairing the cracks in the sky with one hand, and treated Xia Chenglin as a piece of heaven and earth.

Boundless vitality submerged into his body, while repairing the meridians and opening up new acupoints, part of the power was transformed into a palpitating destruction, acting on the blood and bones of his whole body, trying to transform it.

The power of one palm is like the creation of all things, interpreting new life in the midst of destruction, and expounding the truth of reincarnation.

Although the pain from the body could not be relieved, and even became more severe, the effect was very good. Xia Chenglin could clearly feel that his physical body had become a little different, and some places that were previously obscure became unobstructed, swallowing the vitality of the world The efficiency is also far better than before.

I don't know how long it took, when Xia Chenglin escaped from that special state, the Hall of Cuixin had returned to its original state, and the master was still sitting at the table drinking tea.

It seemed that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

After quickly checking his body, he breathed a sigh of relief, then restrained his thoughts, and said:
"Thank you for your accomplishment, Master."

His foundation and realm have not changed in any way, but his body is more perfect than before, and the fusion speed of spirit, energy and spirit has also increased, saving at least a few years of penance.

"Don't think too much, I'm just seeing you upset, and I'll give you a good meal to make your memory long."

Immediately, Lin Chongyang's cold voice reached Xia Chenglin's ears, his tone was a little less flat than before, and a little more majestic that belonged to the elders:

"Take what I said earlier as a deaf ear, and you will be able to bear it."

"Disciple dare not." Xia Chenglin showed a bit of helplessness on his face, and hurriedly spoke out to save himself.

Lin Chongyang said noncommittally: "I don't dare, I don't know."

(End of this chapter)