Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 208 Not convinced? Then I’ll beat you until you’re convinced!
Lost? !
He wiped the corner of his mouth with his backhand and looked down at the scarlet red in his palm.

Yang Fang's expression was full of disbelief.

Since I came down from the mountain, I have competed with others dozens of times and almost never lost.

Even when he was in the hands of the master of the Golden Knife Sect, he managed to withstand more than thirty moves. In the end, he relied on his youth and strength to win, forcefully dragging the opponent into the water and narrowly winning two moves.

But today.

He didn't even touch Kunlun's clothes before he was knocked off his horse.

For him, who had always been proud, it was really unacceptable.

"Come again!"

Take a deep breath.

Suppress the blood rising in your throat.

The red girl was slightly startled.

Although there were still nearly a hundred steps between them, and there were ancient trees and tall buildings with eaves covered by brackets, she could still see the two blurry figures behind the roof window at a glance.

The faces of the people around him suddenly became ugly.

"With the skills of the shopkeeper, do you think you can hide the big and small things inside and outside Zhuangzi from his eyes?"

If enough is enough, we can still live in peace. Such persistent stalking has made him really angry, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to end if he continues to fight.

He glanced sideways at Huamaguai.

"Brother Chen, don't you plan to go downstairs and take a look?"

"Again?"

Upon hearing this.

The red girl finally noticed.

However, completely different from her worries, Huamaguai calmed down at this moment and shook her head meaningfully.

I have only met Yang Fang a few times, so I don't know much about him. I only know that he studied under Jin Abacus.

As usual, he sat in the corner, clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and slowly basked in the sun.

"what?"

He has been in retreat for some time.

Huamaguai shook his head and whispered.

"Is this kid crazy?!"

As if he knew nothing about the situation here.

This guy is also very reckless.

After a few meetings, Yang Fang's youthful and vigorous energy suddenly made him see the shadow of his youth.

Seeing him boosting his energy and whip, he tried to charge into the formation again.

but.

His current behavior made Partridge Whistle slightly dissatisfied.

However, the shopkeeper is not here at the moment.

Yang Fang's wrist holding the magic whip shook.

With their martial arts training and sharp eyesight, it is not difficult to see that Kunlun did not kill them all before, but saved a hand. Otherwise, how would he have any chance now?

The disbelief in Yang Fang's eyes was completely covered by a strong fighting spirit.

"Not urgent."

"This...should I stop him, or inform the shopkeeper?"

"Knapper, look?"

A low drink.

As for Uncle Fish.

The guys can only turn their attention to the red girl and Huamaguai.

And not admitting defeat have two different meanings.

"Honggu, don't you understand yet?"

Saw this scene.

He calmly raised his head and looked in the direction of Guanyun Tower.

Especially Kunlun's increasingly stern face, Hong girl couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Seeing that the two were about to fight in close quarters again, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but frown slightly.

Martial arts competition, point to point.

The originally dark and deep body of the whip suddenly became shiny, and the inscribed Taoist inscriptions appeared word by word, as if ignited by the internal refining energy.

Chen Yulou shook his head.

Why couldn't he see the current situation?

But the reason why he didn't stop him was to use Kunlun's hand to give the boy a good beating.

Yang Fang is definitely a good player.

But he is too arrogant, domineering and arrogant.

If you give it a try, you might be able to take him under your wing.

Nowadays, there is no shortage of people on Changsheng Mountain, but there is a shortage of talents.

Wouldn't it be a pity to miss this martial arts seedling that is coming to your doorstep?
Since the death of Zhang San Lianzi, geniuses have emerged in this era, but no one can overpower the current generation.

Now there are three brothers and sisters from Kunlun, Hongnuo and Bishan, but it is not enough.

Cui Laodao, Zhang Jiuyi, Si Shen Ba Jue.

They are all top-notch players.

If they can all be brought under his command, the strength of Changsheng Mountain will definitely increase a lot.

Seeing his leisurely and unhurried look, Partridge Whistle immediately understood that he had his own opinion, so he said no more, just leaned on the railing with his hands behind his back and looked away.

brush--

Lakeside.

Yang Fang is as fast as lightning.

Almost instantly.

The talismans on the divine whip flowed, tearing the air, and headed straight for Kunlun.

Seeing this, Kunlun's last bit of patience was finally worn away. What he thought was a duel was to determine the winner or loser with one move, and then go their separate ways without getting involved.

But he didn't expect that the other party would be so unruly.

Not only did he have no intention of stopping.

On the contrary, it became more and more fierce.

From the roar of the wind above his head, he knew that Yang Fang must have used all his strength.

His eyebrows twisted.

Kunlun raised his foot and lightly kicked the tip of the euphorbia standing on the ground.

It doesn't seem like there's much effort.

But there was a sudden clang from the euphorbia.

It twisted in mid-air, like an arrow leaving the string.

"This……"

See this scene.

The old foreigner couldn't help but feel shocked.

He is good at archery, especially after getting the dragon's bow. During this period, his archery skills have improved by leaps and bounds, entering an unprecedented state.

Even after Senior Brother Partridge Post observed.

He also said with emotion that his achievements in archery have surpassed those of the previous generations of Taoist Banshan Taoists.

But at this moment...seeing Kunlun use his arms as a bow and the halberd as an arrow, for a moment, he felt a sense of enlightenment.

Can arrows still be used like this?

hum!
The euphorbia shot out of the sky.

Kunlun took one step forward, and the tall figure stood up and grabbed the handle of the halberd.

Even the euphorbia seemed unable to withstand the terrifying force in his hand. Between the head and the tail, it bent bit by bit, like a strong bow that was stretched into a full moon.

The accumulated strength in it made even the big halberd tremble.

"Bam—"

His eyes turned cold.

The euphorbia in hand was bent and bowed down.

There was only a loud bang, and the euphorbia and the iron whip collided instantly. Yang Fang felt a huge force like a collapse of the sky coming, and the pain in his wrist instantly swept through his body.

The divine whip was almost knocked out of his hand by Kunlun's halberd.

It's hard to hold on to.

But the next wave of offensive is already coming.

Kunlun didn't give him a chance to react at all.

The halberd, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was waving in his hand without any feeling of sluggishness.

Pick, stab, chop, tease.

The cold stars are dotted, the silver light is shining, and splashing water can't get in.

One move is faster than the other.

It was like a violent storm.

The pressure made Yang Fang unable to breathe.

His body was swaying, and the moves he had already memorized by heart became more and more messy. His face was pale, and his wrists seemed to be filled with lead. Every swing required countless efforts.

On the other hand, look at Kunlun on the opposite side.

But it seems that he has not even used all his strength.

He just waved the big halberd coldly, with a steady pace and calm breath. It didn't look like a fight at all. He was just strolling in the courtyard and taking it at his fingertips.

Bang!
at last.

Seeing that his whole body's aura was completely chaotic.

His face was as white as gold paper.

Kunlun was too lazy to continue fighting, and swiped the big halberd in his hand, which was like thunder on the ground. Yang Fang was caught off guard, so he could only forcefully stimulate his energy and blood, and hurriedly raised the whip to block outside his body.

only……

Such great power.

How could he stop it?
Amidst the dull and loud bang, others were like a small boat in the tide.

The figure kept shaking.

Immediately, he staggered under his feet, and his knees softened and he almost fell to the ground.

After forcibly taking a breath, Yang Fang held the magic whip in his backhand and struck it on the ground. He bowed and released most of his strength, and then managed to stabilize himself.

brush--

But the next moment.

A bone-deep chill has hit my face.

Yang Fang looked down and realized that it was a big halberd.

The cold light on the sharpened halberd tip was like snow, making him almost unable to open his eyes.

What is even more terrifying is the killing intent contained in the spurge.

Just the presence of it gave him a feeling of tearing through his bones.

Looking up along the spurge.

Kunlun held the handle of the halberd with one hand, but there was a chill in his seemingly calm eyes.

"I'll say it again."

"You lost!" I felt the shock in Yang Fang's expression.

Kunlun's mood was like water, without any excitement or excitement.

His practice has never been for showing off or competing with others. For him, martial arts and kung fu are killing techniques.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the shopkeeper's guest.

Yang Fang is now dead.

"Yes……"

Yang Fang smiled bitterly.

The sweetness in the throat has turned into a strong fishy smell.

At this point, if you still don't admit it, the last fig leaf will be torn off.

Yang Fang has his own pride.

He can refuse to admit defeat, but he will never allow himself to fall into this situation.

"I lost!"

Swallow the blood in your throat.

Yang Fang sat down on the ground, supported himself with the magic whip, and nodded.

Although the loss in today's battle was a bit ugly, it was definitely the most enjoyable one since he came down the mountain, even though the whole process was a one-sided crushing.

He beat himself so hard that he could barely lift his head.

But only by fighting against such masters can one improve his own martial arts path.

Otherwise, what's the use of sparring with those guys who are half full of water all day long?

Seeing his clear eyes and magnanimous expression, he showed no resentment.

Kunlun withdrew the spurge with a swipe.

Back behind you again.

"Kunlun, you haven't had enough fun today. How about you let me rest for a few days and have another fight?"

Hearing this, Kunlun, who was about to stand up and cross over, couldn't help but frown.

Although he never used all his strength.

But it also used 60 to 70%.

Most people who suffer such a serious injury will need to rest for several months to recover, not to mention lying down for a year and a half.

"Don't worry, I'm thick-skinned and can't be beaten."

Seeing Kunlun staring at him.

Yang Fang didn't show any anger at being defeated. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground and grinned.

"what ever."

Kunlun looked indifferent.

"Don't follow me. I still have to look at you, otherwise I have to look for Shopkeeper Chen every time. It will be too troublesome."

"No trouble……"

Yang Fang just finished speaking.

A gentle laughter suddenly came from a distance.

Everyone looked up subconsciously.

Only then did he realize that two figures were approaching hand in hand not far away.

"The shopkeeper's."

"Always in charge."

"Shopkeeper Chen."

Chen Yulou nodded, his eyes swept over Old Shen and Hu Zi, nodded, and then moved his eyes back to Yang Fang.

"Brother Yang Fang, are you satisfied with today's competition?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, Shopkeeper Chen."

When the two leaders faced each other, even though Yang Fang had a proud personality, he did not dare to hold it. He grinned and nodded, using the magic whip to get up.

However, Chen Yulou waved his hand to stop him.

At the same time, he threw backhand.

There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and Yang Fang subconsciously reached out to grab it. He opened his palm and looked down, only to realize that it was a pill that was as clear as jade.

"This is a healing pill made by Junior Sister Hua Ling."

"Brother Yang Fang, take it as soon as possible, and there will be no hidden injuries."

Seeing his curious look, Chen Yulou explained softly.

"I see……"

Yang Fang's eyes suddenly lit up.

No wonder just by putting it in your nose and smelling it, a refreshing medicinal fragrance fills the air.

He immediately stopped talking and swallowed it in one gulp.

Pingshan and Zhelongshan fought twice.

In addition to the bright weapons, the biggest gain is the precious medicine that grows in them.

The elixirs that have been used for hundreds of years can promote spiritual practice and are carefully collected by Chen Yulou in jade boxes. The medicines that have been used for decades are made from flower spirits into powders or pills.

This one is in his hand at this moment.

It is the precious medicine that moves mountains to heal wounds.

As soon as the pill enters the abdomen.

Yang Fang immediately felt the warm medicinal power slowly dissipate, his originally chaotic aura quickly returned to calm, and his face as pale as gold paper gradually gained color.

Then cooperate with meditation and breathing.

It only took less than a moment.

He felt that his whole body was a lot looser. He tried to lift the magic whip, but the feeling of powerlessness before was gone.

"Good stuff."

"Shopkeeper Chen, can you please give me a few more coins?"

Feeling the amazing effect of the pills, Yang Fang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but talk to Chen Yulou.

"Hahaha, if Brother Yang Fang wants it, it's naturally not a problem, but..."

"Shopkeeper Chen, my pocket is cleaner than my face. I can only owe you the money temporarily."

"No, no, Brother Yang Fang is overthinking it. This little money is not taken seriously by Chen."

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

This guy is really interesting.

Anyone else would never dare to talk to me like this.

Hearing this, Yang Fang breathed a sigh of relief. During this period of living in Zhuangzi, he had seen with his own eyes the wealth of the Chen family. As shopkeeper Chen said, this little money is really nothing.

"However, this treasure medicine was made by Junior Sister Hua Ling and does not belong to Chen, so I have to ask Brother Dao."

Seeing Chen Yulou throw the anchor head onto himself.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help feeling helpless.

After spending so much time with him, how could you not hear the hidden meaning in his words?

It was clearly an attempt to win over.

It's just an excuse.

"Chief Yang, you can't write two words "Yang" in one stroke. We might have been the same family five hundred years ago. Otherwise, I couldn't afford it if I gave you a discount."

Yang Fang is still young after all.

Didn't hear what Chen Yulou meant.

He just looked at Partridge Whistle with a smile.

"Brother Yang is joking, when have you ever heard of me moving mountains to seek wealth?"

"...It seems so."

Yang Fang was startled.

He has been traveling around the world for several years.

Especially when I followed the master and listened to him talk about various sects, I had heard rumors that people would fight against others just to get the pill.

"What do you mean by Chief Yang?"

"Brother Chen and I are going to Wuku Temple to meet Elder Chen these days. Since Brother Yang Fang is a senior disciple of Jin Abacus, how about leading the way for us?"

Partridge Whistle's eyes flickered and he said calmly.

"Wuku Temple? Elder Liaochen?!"

Yang Fang looked stunned.

"Brother Yang, don't you know?"

Yang Fang scratched his head. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere and had some impression of it, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Then Brother Yang should know about Feitian Suanni, right?"

Chen Yulou was a little surprised at first when he saw that his brows were furrowed and he didn't look like he was faking as he was thinking hard.

But then I thought about it.

Since Zhang Xiaozhuan's death that year, their brothers and sisters parted ways. Jin Abacus walked alone on both sides of the Yellow River, while Feitian Suanni and Tie Motou went to Luoyang. The yin and yang eyes of the Sun Kingdom were everywhere for people to observe stars, do acupoints, and perform divination.

He died after being hit by a door nail in Tie Mo Tou's body.

The senior brothers have never met each other.

Therefore, it seems reasonable that Yang Fang did not know that Feitian Suanni became a monk at Wuku Temple and assumed the name of Elder Chen.

"Of course you know this, uncle."

Yang Fang nodded.

He didn't know how many times he had heard this name from his master.

When I went down the mountain and walked around the rivers and lakes, I was actually ordered by my master to find three uncles and uncles.

"Elder Liaochen is actually Feitian Suanni."

"Wha...what?!"

Yang Fang, who was still reminiscing, was instantly stunned.

How can this be?

According to the master, there are four brothers in their lineage, and only the master's uncle has received the master's true inheritance.

No matter the kung fu skills or the ability to find the dragon's acupoints, he is far superior to the three of them.

He was destined to take over the mantle of Master Zhang Sanzian and become the leader of the gold-making sect. How could he become a monk by becoming a monk?
"Brother Yang, if you don't believe it."

"It will be clear to you when you go to Wuku Temple."

Chen Yulou shook his head, indicating to him to calm down.

Yang Fang rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, feeling a buzzing in his head, and finally calmed down, and then he agreed.

"it is good!"

"Just tell me when Shopkeeper Chen will set off. Master, he has been talking about his uncle. Now that there is news about him, I will definitely go to see him."

See this matter is settled.

Chen Yulou didn't say anything more, just letting him rest in peace and recuperate.

Then he walked straight towards Old Shen.

"Shopkeeper, this is Master Shen who taught me Qixingheng Kung Fu. This time..."

Seeing the shopkeeper step forward, Kunlun quickly followed and introduced.

However, his words have not yet finished.

Chen Yulou smiled and looked at Hu Zi hiding in Old Shen's arms.

"My congenital deficiencies, the cold energy infiltrating the five meridians, Master Shen, how about leaving it to Chen?"

(End of this chapter)