Quanzhen Little Daoist starts

Chapter 528
Hearing Chen Xiang's questioning tone, Yang Jian frowned, and just wanted to reprimand him.

Suddenly he frowned, "Want to know? Then it depends on you!"

Roaring Dog: "..."

This is really a shock to the dog. He never expected to see his master's cunning side after so many years.

Whether Gou Zhen was shocked, Chen Xiang didn't know, but he was quite shocked.

Didn't the fourth aunt say that her father and Erlangshen have a good relationship, so don't worry about him?
Why in the blink of an eye, not only my own life was gone, but my father was also...

"I have endured you for a long time, come out and challenge!"

After all, regardless of being in the middle of the busy city, it directly soared into the sky and headed north to the Micang Mountain Bamboo Forest.

This is to have a father-son game with my old uncle in the bamboo sea.

Uncle is also father... right?

This place is very familiar, it seems to be the place where the old man kicked off the panda bamboo shoots with a sliding shovel.

Back then, I was too young, and I only had some vague consciousness, but now I look like it everywhere.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the object of the object ran away, the aunt and aunt were gone, and now even the father... was brutally murdered!
Really, this hatred lasts forever!
"Erlangshen, today, I want you to know how powerful you are!"

kill him?Chen Xiang didn't dare to think about it.

If it was before, he might feel that it is okay to try his best.

But now, he wants to save his useful body and go to the underworld to fish out his father.

He heard nagging said that people with profound merits and virtues, or people who cultivated, are generally recorded in the underworld.

Once these people die, they are the best candidates for the underworld.

As for his father, he has all of them. He has practiced medicine for decades, and he tries his best to treat even the poor diseases that he says can't be cured, and teaches them how to strengthen his body.

As for the cultivator, it goes without saying.

So he planned to teach Yang Jian a lesson today, and then go to the underworld to save his father.

It can only be said that the mana has grown, the ability has grown, and the body has swollen, but the brain has not grown much.

Yang Jian floated lightly on the bamboo leaves, and there was no mana aura escaping from his body, as if he was also a bamboo leaf and the wind that pierced it.

Even though it was the eve of the battle, he held the folding fan in his hand and tapped his left palm lightly, every time he tapped it would move with the wind.

Yang Jian didn't seem to be here for a fight, but rather to watch a play.

He was indeed here to see the show, he wanted to see what wonderful moments Chen Xiang could perform for him with such confidence.

On Chen Xiang's side, mana filled his body, as if controlling everything around him, as if a small universe exploded.

Although he looked mighty, Yang Jian secretly shook his head.

This kid, this is inflated. It seems that today is a fierce battle.

"Huh? Is it raining?"

The weather in the mountainous area is changeable, which is not surprising, but for Chen Xiang who has just experienced half of the "bereavement of his father", the light rain is more or less like rubbing salt on the wound.

"Well, it's raining, and beating children on rainy days is also idle."

Yang Jian's words directly ignited the extremely unhappy Chen Xiang.

Apart from anything else, the well-behaved woodcutter and the small ax smashed Huashan with all his might against Yang Jian.

Although it is more common to forcefully split Huashan Mountain, Chen Xiang's move is absolutely out of heart.

It's a pity that Yang Jian was facing him, and he didn't see how he moved, but he opened the folding fan with a "shua".

The ax blade that came through the wind and condensed to the extreme melted into the rain curtain and fell onto the ground without a sound.

The seemingly majestic blow didn't even hurt half a bamboo leaf.

"That's right, the posture is very handsome, and the strength is very strong, but unfortunately, it is flashy, big and useless!"

This is a very pertinent evaluation, but unfortunately, in Chen Xiang's ears at this moment, it is an extremely mocking sentence.

"Don't be complacent, it was just an appetizer!"

Having said that, Chen Xiang knew that what he just did was definitely a direct confrontation.

Unexpectedly, it was so easily resolved by Yang Jian.

The old man said that when necessary, it is okay to sneak attack, life-saving is the most important thing, it has nothing to do with the means.

So, it makes sense to sneak attack yourself...

At a distance of several tens of feet, Chen Xiang stepped across, started to strike obliquely, advanced to wipe horizontally, raised the flag backwards, and then turned around to strike...

A set of movements flowed smoothly, even the space was slightly distorted, but he didn't even touch Yang Jian's protective zhenqi.

"how is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. As long as you can let me fall to the ground, how about I let you go to your dead ghost father? Otherwise, obediently follow me back to heaven to accept the crime."

"By the way, hold your small axe. This is important physical evidence."

For some reason, Chen Xiang always felt that his uncle was gnashing his teeth when he mentioned the words "important physical evidence".

And listening to this tone, didn't my father suffer from his murder?
"Uncle, do you mean that my father is not dead?"

Well, I was still "Erlang God" before, but in a blink of an eye, I became "Uncle", right?

"I don't know, who knows if your dead ghost father died outside, take care of yourself now!"

Chen Xiang was about to say something, but saw a flash of the knife, the folding fan in his uncle's hand turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife, and went straight to his face.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I wanted to make a move, I felt trapped in the mud and couldn't extricate myself.

"broken……"

He secretly thought it was bad, and at the same time, he remembered what he told himself before mumbling that when he met some gods with high morals, their mana might not be strong.

But between their actions, there is a way to follow each other.

If the mana is strong enough to a certain extent, these small influences can naturally be ignored.

But if the mana is in the embarrassing situation of whether it is strong or not, then this is a very serious problem.

Now Chen Xiang is in such a terrible position.

Just getting used to it, he swung the ax in his hand to block, but he suddenly accelerated, and the block was too far.

And his uncle's three-pointed two-edged knife has already volleyed down.

It's over... Dear Xiaoyu, mother, goodbye, daddy, I'm going to die, you don't have to worry about my studies anymore...

"Ouch..."

"Dangdangdang..."

After three more blows, Chen Xiang was not cut in half, but was knocked out several heads.

"A little bit, a little bit, a little bit, it must be because I don't work hard at ordinary times, so-so, and I am always a little bit close at critical moments..."

"boom……"

Another slap, Chen Xiang was slapped into the bamboo sea without any power to fight back.

Chen Xiang expressed that she was wronged, although she was a little swollen.

But practice is quite serious, ever since my father taught me, it was quite strict.

Don't say it's close, if you miss it, you will have to suffer a severe beating.

And he also knew that this was not a matter of being close, but of his own morality and the gap between his own uncle.

Even if his mana is comparable to that of his old uncle, he will undoubtedly lose in the case of being crushed by Taoism.

So he suspected that his old uncle was beating himself up with an excuse.

And he felt, why is this scene so familiar?
It seems that Erlang Shen was also the one who beat someone last time, but it was two boys from Tushita Palace who were beaten.

And myself, at that time was still a... dog...

In fact, he can be more confident and get rid of his doubts. His old uncle just beat him with an excuse.

Seeing him fall to the ground, when Yang Jian fell, he accidentally stepped on his ass, causing Chen Xiang to cry again.

Before he could finish howling, Yang Jian hooked his foot and pulled him out of the ground.

A kick to his buttocks directly kicked him away.

"The ground is so dirty, you lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, shame on you!"

Chen Xiang: "..."

He didn't want to talk until his lawyer arrived, and he said it well.

You lose even if you land, but what are you doing now?

It can be said that it was an accident to land on my buttocks, but the hook and kick you just did was a little too intentional...

This kick, Chen Xiang can still stand it!

With a jolt of the tiger's body, it shook the rain away, turned around hard, and was about to reprimand Yang Jian for his dishonesty.

But Yang Jian obviously predicted his prediction, the familiar bright knife light, different numbness, the same noise, the same headache...

Looking at the ax stretched forward, pointing at himself angrily, Chen Xiang slowly slipped down against the bamboo.

Yang Jian snorted softly, and put away the three-pointed two-edged knife.

There was a lot of depression in my heart, and I looked up and listened to the rain.

No wonder folks often say that beating a child on a rainy day means that you are idle when you are idle.

Leaving aside violent education, let alone, after a beating, the child is much more obedient.

Be quiet, don't cry or make trouble.

I am also much more calm, the light is bright and the moon is bright, the moon is clear and the wind is clear.

It would be nice if there were no dog heads at this time.

"Master, if you don't take Chen Xiang back, give him two hundred thunder whips, so that he can remember!"

After giving this silly dog ​​a look, Yang Jian's cheerful mood just now was lost by him.

Alright, why mention two hundred thunder whips?
Is this watching your master joke?This is bad luck, silly dog!
"Why don't I give you two hundred lightning whips when I go back? So that you can also remember it? Did Chong and this guy find it?"

"Wang Wang..."

Looking at the roaring dog that had turned back into a thin dog, wagging its tail and rubbing its head to please Yang Jian, Yang Jian was at a loss for words.

"Go, go back, admit defeat, I, Yang Jian, can still do this."

Chen Xiang, who was in a coma, said, then you kicked your ass and slapped your forehead just now, what is it?
Is it my bad luck?
In other words, it was really bad luck for him, because Yang Jian had come to find his father.

Who knew, his father was too slippery and ran away early.

Originally, Yang Jian was a little upset, but Chen Xiang, the culprit, jumped out on his own initiative.

Do you think it's a coincidence?It's just such a coincidence.

Just as I was about to vent my anger, someone came to my door. Isn't it a coincidence?

On the contrary, Da Tianzun was quite happy. It was rumored that he hadn't smiled so happily for a long time, so happy that the next kind of dance fairy was a little baffled.

The old lady is still more stable, and she still sleeps on the Panlongzhu.

He just smiled at what Da Tianzun said about the quality of Laojun's elixir.

Just kidding, you can say that the old Taibai's military industry department is not good, but if you say that Laojun's medicine is not good, no one will believe it.

Not to mention the great Tianzun, even Laojun murmured: "It's smashed, the signboard is smashed..."

Jin Jiao didn't know why, so he comforted him:
"Master, don't be afraid, the signboard is ready, and no one will come to steal pills next time."

This can be said to be the representative of the wrong answer.

"Okay, Tong'er is right, no one came, what a pity..."

Yinjiao: "It's a pity? Could it be that the master is confused?"

Laojun smiled and said nothing, where did the cleverness of the two children who blocked the way and bullied Kong Zhongni go?
Really, it's long and crooked...

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and sky.

Shili Pavilion outside the city of Bazhou is usually the place where people are greeted and sent off.

When people came today, they found that there was already a muddy body with a bulging head... Mr. Zhuo Shijia?

Chen Xiang only felt that his head hurt so much, as if he was going to grow his brain.

At the same time, there are faint discussions around, and it seems that they are talking about themselves.

Feeling alert, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

"Hi~"

Maybe the movement of opening eyes, pulling the scalp, a burst of severe pain came from the top of the head.

Damn...it hurts me to death...

My old uncle, the strike was really ruthless, the other places didn't hurt, only the head and butt hurt.

He remembered that his father said before that the ass decides the head, is it like this?

Thinking about being pressed and beaten before, this setback is really worthless in the face of the pain now.

Moreover, my old uncle was ruthless, beating him was not counted, and even left him homework.

When the mana on the top of the head and buttocks is dispelled, the pain will disappear.

Otherwise... you will have to lie on your stomach in the future...

For example, now, he wanted to fly to Huashan to meet his mother on his stomach.

But this is too embarrassing, after thinking about it, I have nowhere to go.

He wanted to go to Wanku Mountain to look for Xiaoyu, but what if he found it?

She did steal the wick of the lotus lamp, and lost it...

You said you ate it, and he was at least a little relieved, but you lost it?

That's all, and indirectly killed the fourth aunt.

If there was a lotus lantern, Fourth Aunt would not...

Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world, so he can only go back to his own Miao Ren Tang.

It's funny to say, my father often said, or I would go to the imperial examination, and I made arrangements for myself all the way to the state examination.

If it doesn't work, it's not bad to come back and inherit Miao Ren Tang.

From now on, it seems that the old man was well-intentioned. He was born into the world and never picked it up, let alone put it down.

From the middle of Shu to Chang'an, it is thousands of miles away. If you walk step by step, see the prosperity of the world, and see all the great rivers and mountains, you will also have a heart of birth.

I used to think that what my father said about quietness and light, all empty rooms are white, upright and bright, etc. are useless.

It's not as fun as the small grasping hands that massage and set bones.

Now it seems that this is the real cultivation.

Back in the small courtyard of Miao Ren Tang, it was not Rhubarb's barking that greeted him.

Only then did he remember that the rhubarb had already left, it was lying outside, walking in a blooming season, on the eve of his departure from Bazhou.

That day, seeing Rhubarb reluctantly leaving and turning his head from time to time, my father told him not to chase and let him be quiet.

Unexpectedly, it really wanted to be quiet at that time, even if it was to lie down in a random place and spend the rest of its life.

After touching it, the stone tables and benches in the courtyard are still spotless.

This cool feeling made his pain subside a little.

Now he has great mana, but he still doesn't know what "quietness" is, maybe it's just a sense of talent, and it must be.

Fish get lost in the water and forget about the water, birds fly on the wind and don't know the wind, people seek the Tao in the middle of the road...

(End of this chapter)