Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 676 Yan Ying: How can I, a proof of my strength, be let go?
Ding.

At this moment, a slight sound came from my mind.

Chu Pingsheng quickly turned his attention to the system space and pulled down the task list.

The dragon vein did not disappoint him as much as the ice soul, and then it prompted a collection +1, and the reward was 1 enlightenment time.

This way, there are 2 points left, and 1 forging point is unallocated.

Ok?
The sudden pain interrupted his thoughts and he quickly shifted his attention to his hands. He saw a crack on the palm of his hand and the spine-like dragon vein was sinking down piece by piece. Every time it sank, he felt a slight stinging pain.

Just as he thought, the level of the [Mahayana Paradise Demon Body] was much higher than the dragon veins of the Fengyun World, and the demonic nature was not suppressed. Not only that, it was eaten up bite by bite like swallowing raw sugarcane.

After a moment, the stinging pain disappeared, the dragon veins disappeared, and Chu Pingsheng carefully felt the changes in his body.

however……

no change.

The situation was completely different from the [Mahayana Paradise Demon Body] that devoured Guo Xiang's relics and the Xieji Sect's holy relics. Even the blood of the Fire Kirin had the effect of making his whole body hot and increasing his tolerance to fire. How come Emperor Xuanyuan, whose hypertrophied spine was higher in level than Guo Xiang's relics and the Xieji Sect's holy relics, didn't show any movement after being devoured by the demon body?

It would be nice to have a Dantian as well.

Chu Pingsheng searched again and again, and touched his whole body, but he could not find any difference between himself and before.

After thinking for a while, he found that he could not solve the problem for the time being, so he stopped thinking about it and shifted his attention to the rusty sword under the skeleton of Emperor Xuanyuan. He thought that even if this thing was not the Xuanyuan Sword in some fairy tale works, it should be a first-class magic weapon. But when he put his hand on it and touched the sword, he found that the sword was dead.

Just as the heart of the heroic sword will age, the soul of this sword will also be eroded by time.

ooh ooh...

The voice of Fire Kirin came from behind.

Chu Pingsheng turned his head and saw that it had regained its mobility and was standing at the entrance to the tomb, barking at him.

After all, spiritual beasts are not ordinary wild beasts. The scales and horns that he pulled off could not have grown back by drinking a few mouthfuls of his blood. At this moment, the Fire Kirin, except for the hot air coming out of its mouth, had a dark red body, with scar-like and blood-stain-like textures spreading across its back and abdomen, separating pieces of explosive muscle. Except for its long and thin tail and horse-like head, its physical condition was very similar to that of the Carcharodontosaurus in a game he had played before, Monster Hunter.

The nickname of the Carcharodontosaurus is Ergou, so... this is the reason why I can understand his "Aoaoao" after stripping off all its scales, chopping off its two horns, causing it to fall from the realm of a spiritual beast to the state of a dog?

"You want to take me away from here? That's fine."

Chu Pingsheng leaped up and jumped directly onto its back, letting the Fire Kirin carry him away from the Lingyun Cave, which was covered with webs.

Although it no longer has scales that can ignite fire, the Fire Kirin's skin is still very hot. It is difficult for ordinary people to ride it without special saddles. Only by swallowing a large amount of Kirin blood and having a fire resistance far exceeding that of humans can he control it easily.

The home of the Fire Kirin is Lingyun Cave. Using it as a means of transportation, he can naturally take a shortcut and leave. When this half-spiritual beast, which had been stripped of its scales, had its horns cut off, and had fallen into a lower realm and lost its ferocity, carried him to the outside of Lingyun Cave, he saw Fengyun standing opposite each other, with a corpse lying between them.

His father-in-law Xiongba had died a long time ago.

"Where's Qin Shuang?"

Bu Jingyun said: "Senior Brother Shuang couldn't bear to watch this scene and left early."

"Oh."

"Brother Chu, what you are riding is..."

When Nie Feng heard the noise behind him, he turned around and couldn't help but take two steps back. He put his hand that was hanging on his side back on the hilt of the knife.

Naturally, he had no idea about people, but he was very curious about the big red wolfdog.

"It's the Fire Kirin in Lingyun Cave."

"Fire Qilin?"

Of course he had seen the Fire Kirin before, but the big dog in front of him gave him a feeling of being ambiguous and not quite like it: "Why did it become like this?"

"This... is hard to say..."

Chu Pingsheng didn't explain much. He jumped off the Fire Kirin in the form of a dog and patted its butt: "Okay, go home now, and don't hurt anyone again."

The Fire Kirin didn't move, but just rubbed against his feet with its teeth bared, similar to the actions of some of its cat and horse relatives.

"Brother Chu, it seems to think you are its master." Nie Feng looked as if he had seen a ghost: "The Fire Kirin is so ferocious, how did you do it?"

"How did you do it?"

Chu Pingsheng looked at the wound on his palm that had healed, thinking, "A drop of blood to recognize the master?" But isn't that the operation of taming magic weapons in novels about cultivation? The Fire Kirin shouldn't count.

"This... I don't know..."

One "hard to say" and one "I don't know" made Nie Feng become autistic.

Bu Jingyun didn't have so many questions. He thought of the Fire Kirin and the Fire Kirin Sword in his hand, so he picked it up and threw it over.

"Xiongba is dead. It is of no use to me. I will give it back to you."

Snapped.

Chu Pingsheng took the sword in his hand.

Bu Jingyun said nothing and turned and left.

"Brother Yun, where are you going?"

"..."

Only the wind blew the scarlet cloak, overlapping and entwining it, as if flying blood.

"Senior Brother Yun..."

Chu Pingsheng interrupted his call to Bu Jingyun: "Give me the Xueyin Knife."

Nie Feng picked up the knife, looking puzzled.

"You don't want to see your mother anymore?"

"it is good."

"Wait for me in Fengxi Village. I will give you news within two months."

Chu Pingsheng took the Xueyin Knife, jumped lightly, jumped onto the back of the Fire Kirin, and shouted, "Go!" The "big red dog" howled, and its four paws flew with the wind, carrying him away with its back to the sunset.

Only Nie Feng was left standing alone in front of Nie Renwang's tombstone, missing his mother.

...Three days later.

The headquarters of the Tianxiahui, inside the newly renovated Tianxia Diyi Building.

Wawa and others died at the hands of Fire Kirin, Xiongba was killed by Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang. As the new martial arts legend and Youruo's husband, naturally no one would object to Chu Pingsheng taking charge of the Tianxia Association.

The sunlight shone through the open door into the spotless hall where Chu Pingsheng was leaning against the dragon chair and calculating.

Fengxi Village defeated Xiongba, and the main mission was advanced to 11/20.

The operation of seizing the sword at Baijian Villa increased 6 emotional points in one go. Later, in the battle against Wuming, Juetian gave him 1 emotional point. Afterwards in Yujia Village, Youruo gave him 1 emotional point, a total of 8 points. Now the value is stuck at 19/20.

Where can I get the remaining 1 point of emotion?

The first evil emperor?

The second sword emperor?
The third pig king?

"Young Boss, Young Boss, according to the location given by Juetian, we teamed up with the people of Wushuang City to destroy Guicha Luo's secret base in Tianyin City, and... we found the woman next to Jue Wushen."

Wen Chouchou, who had regained his status as a military advisor, walked into the hall with a tall, charming woman with eyes as bright as spring water.

"Okay, there will be a huge reward for those who participate in this operation. You go down first. I have something to say to her."

"Yes."

Wen Chouchou turned around, waving his sunflower fan and walking away, leaving only Yan Ying and Chu Pingsheng.

"Madam Jue."

"Meet Chu...Young Gang Leader."

Yan Ying forced a smile, pressed her hands lightly, bent her knees slightly, and greeted him gracefully. This set of movements just brought out her perfect figure, which was curvy where it should be and convex where it should be, while revealing her gentle and well-behaved attitude towards a strong man.

"Just call me Master Chu."

"Yes...Mr. Chu."

"Do you know why I ordered all the demons to be killed but spared your life?"

Yan Ying looked at the ground like a good cat: "I don't know."

"First, your son told me while he was being tortured that he was only half Japanese because his mother was from Middle-earth."

Yan Ying shuddered, her face as pale as paper, and she said in a trembling voice: "Juetian he..."

"He is not dead, he is still alive, but..."

"Just what?"

Yan Ying clenched her hands and rubbed them vigorously to hide her inner nervousness.

"Whether he can survive or not depends entirely on your choice."

"Mr. Chu, you...you are saying, I don't understand..."

"I heard that you like strong people?"

Yan Ying raised her head, her eyes full of questions.

Chu Pingsheng said: "I have destroyed Wushen, killed Pojun, and defeated Wuming. Isn't that strong enough?"

Yan Ying's eyes widened and she looked at him in disbelief: "But I...you...I am better than you..."

Chu Pingsheng smiled and said, "I have a technique that can make people stay young and beautiful forever."

After hearing this, Yan Ying understood everything. She swayed her slender waist and gently moved her golden lotus like a willow branch. She walked to Chu Pingsheng, looked at him lovingly, knelt down with bent knees, and lightly punched his legs with her little fists.

"Sir, is this strength okay?"

Chu Pingsheng reached out his hand and lifted Yan Ying's chin. Not only did she not avoid it, but she also opened her red lips and kissed the back of his hand, then tilted her cheek and rubbed it affectionately.

"very good."

"That's Juetian."

"Don't worry, I will spare his life." Chu Pingsheng gently scratched her smooth cheek: "I don't need to teach you what to do next."

Yan Ying didn't say anything. She walked forward in small steps, dragging her long skirt, closed the door to the first floor, turned around and looked at him and smiled, her face as sweet as a spring peach.

“Hahaha, maybe a lot of people like mature women because they are sensible.”

……

A few days later, in the evening.

As the sun sets, a small boat slowly approaches the Qing River not far from Duanqingju. Its long oars cut through the waves, creating a circle of gentle ripples.

There was a ferry half a mile ahead. The lanterns on the dock were blown by the wind, and the black word "渡" (ferry) was swaying.

"Sir, the place you want to go is in the bamboo forest two miles to the east."

The boatman, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, spoke to the passengers in the tent.

"Got it, old man."

Nie Feng bent over and walked out of the tent. He followed the boatman's line of sight and saw the ferry with poles and lights hanging in the distance. However, as the reeds on the shore retreated behind the boat, he saw three people standing behind the ferry, and his expression changed.

"Brother Chu?"

After saying that, he quickly ran to the bow of the boat, jumped off, and left the boat.

"Master? Master?"

"Boatman, leave here quickly." Nie Feng reminded the boatman and landed three feet away from the battlefield filled with murderous aura.

"Dream girl?"

The second dream, who was wearing a white dress and a veil, turned around when she heard the voice: "Mr. Nie? Is that you? Why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)