Beiyin Great Sage

Liu Zhen is very optimistic about Zhou Yi.

Time can best test a person's character.

In the more than two years since he became the Lin Family Nursing Home, Zhou Yi has been kind to others, neither fighting nor grabbing, devoted himself to cultivation, and has a character that Liu Zhen can trust.

and.

In such a short period of time, Zhou Yi's blood exchange was complete and his skin refining was successful.

I still remember that when they first met, Liu Zhen was already on the verge of refining his skin. Now that they were fighting, he couldn't even hold on for ten moves in front of Zhou Yi.

Of course, Zhou Yi was showing mercy.

If there is funding from the Liu family, it is almost certain that he can become a Zang-refining master over time. Even marrow refining is not impossible.

With good character and high talent, Liu Zhen is relieved to leave his sister to the other party.

What's more important is that Liu's father mentioned this before his death and worried about Liu Man even until his death. He could be regarded as fulfilling his father's last wish.

This matter is suitable for both parties.

But...

"Feel sorry."

Zhou Yi shook his head:

"Brother Liu, I have made my decision. There is no need to mention this matter again."

…………

The candlelight swayed and the light and shadow flickered.

On the desk, a book is placed in the middle, and the five characters "Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind" come into view.

Zhou Yi caressed the book gently with a long look in his eyes.

Although he rejected Liu Zhen's proposal, the other party finally kept the sword technique and the sword, but his attitude was slightly indifferent.

Leaving something behind is more like breaking a promise, without much affection.

"Why!"

With a sigh, Zhou Yi shook his head and gently opened the book.

To be able to achieve the position of guarding a city, Mr. Han is no ordinary person. He has a lot of family background and support from experts.

His sword skills are even more impressive.

Although I never cultivated Zhenqi because I was greedy for pleasure when I was young.

But Lord Han, the city guard who wears chainmail, holds a sharp sword, and rides a precious horse, is almost as powerful as the first-class masters in the world.

Thirteen styles of chasing the wind, the first style: flying meteor; the second style: deadly chain; the third style: wind and lingering clouds; the fourth style...

I briefly flipped through the knife manual.

In terms of grade,

The Thirteen Postures of Chasing the Wind should be slightly weaker than the Heavenly Buddha's Hand.

This is a bit strange. He Dong's status in the Giant Whale Gang is not high, and his cultivation is only in refining internal organs. Where did he get his top inheritance?

How could that weird golden Buddha be in his hands?

or……

Any other origin?

It is obvious that his strength is great, but he has always hidden it from others. I am afraid there is another reason.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi had secretly decided that no one else should know about killing He Dong and taking away the golden Buddha.

Pure Yang Iron Clothes and Heavenly Buddha's Hands cannot be used at will before the cultivation is completed, so as not to cause trouble.

"Zheng!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light suddenly appeared, then faded away.

"Good knife!"

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but stroke the blade.

This knife is three feet and seven inches long, four fingers wide and one finger thick. It weighs no more than ten kilograms. It is said that it is made of some special metal.

The hair is short and extremely sharp.

If Zhou Yi holds this knife while fighting with He Dong, he is confident that he can kill his opponent within a hundred moves without applying poison on the blade.

Of course there are disadvantages.

Because this knife is too sharp and light, it is slightly weak and is not suitable for head-to-head encounters. It is also difficult to withstand the beating of heavy weapons.

Compared with the swords in the hands of the Liu family siblings, they were obviously weaker.

but,

Just right!

‘Whether it is the Splitting Wind Saber Technique or the Thirteen Wind Chasing Styles, they are not methods of confronting people head-on. They are methods of winning with speed and agility. ’

The long sword was waved, and the sword light fell like snow.

All of a sudden.

No one was seen in the house, but the light of the sword was seen. The light of the sword suddenly became brighter, the wind of the sword was raging all over the sky, and the sound of 'Cracking' could be heard endlessly.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhou Yi held the knife in his hand and stood firmly on the spot, with a smile on his face.

really.

For a warrior, a good weapon can double his lethality.

After a while.

The sea of ​​consciousness light curtain emerged.

Name: Zhou Yi

Age: eighteen

Refining the Zang (1/100)

Stone thrower: Dacheng (13/100)

Mountain Climbing: Perfect (mountain climbing movement speed increased by 5%, complex mountain terrain weakened body skills by 5%.)

Splitting Wind Sword Technique: Perfect (the power of the sword is increased by 5%, the speed of the sword is increased by 7%, the speed of sword technique comprehension is increased by 8%, and the speed of sword technique comprehension of the same type is doubled.)

Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt: Getting Started (1/100)

Heavenly Buddha's Hand: Getting Started (2/100)

Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind: Getting Started (1/100)

It should be because he has perfected the Splitting Wind Sword Technique, but within a short time, he has mastered the Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind and gained experience.

In comparison.

Tian Buddha Shou and Chunyang Tiebushan have been practicing for more than 20 days, and they have just started. Moreover, Chunyang Tiebushan's progress is extremely slow.

Zhou Yi even wondered whether practicing this hard skill, like other hard skills, requires some special medicinal bathing method?

As for cultivation...

He is already refining his internal organs!

"Um?"

The strange sound in his ears made Zhou Yi subconsciously turn his head, opened the window sash and looked at the figures leaving in a hurry, his eyes showing confusion:

"It's already so late. You have something to plan for tomorrow, but you still want to go out?"

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Liu Zhen was sitting in the carriage carriage with a gloomy face and solemn eyes.

"Young Master... Master."

Uncle Wu's voice came:

"We've arrived at the city gate."

"Um."

Liu Zhen nodded, took a deep breath, took a money bag from his body and handed it over through the window:

"Leave it to Mr. Sun and let him be accommodating."

"yes."

Uncle Wu responded, and then the footsteps moved away.

Not long after.

The closed city gate slowly opened a gap in the night, and an inconspicuous carriage passed through the city gate and headed straight for the Western Mountain.

Today the moon is bright and the stars are few.

The bright moonlight shone all over the earth, and even the dark and deep mountains and forests in the past felt like daylight.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain. Liu Zhen got out of the carriage and walked toward the mountain accompanied by the housekeeper Wu Bo and the nurse Wei Changli.

Halfway up the mountain, a ruined temple loomed with flames.

The three of them looked at each other. Liu Zhen clasped his hands and walked towards the ruined temple. When he came close, he held his hands in the distance:

"But a strong man from the Danyang Army, Liu is so polite!"

"hey-hey……"

A shrill voice came from inside the temple:

"It's just a little baby. Are you the current head of the Liu family?"

"Exactly." Liu Zhen's expression remained unchanged:

"Liu has come over. I wonder if some strong men can release my men?"

"I'm quite brave, so I brought a few people here." Figures of people swayed in the ruined temple, and two burly men walked out of it.

They were two meters tall, with broad shoulders and bodies. In addition, they were wearing thick fur clothes, like two black bears. They lowered their heads and glanced at the three people in front of them with disdain on their faces:

"I can release him. Have you brought the money?"

"Wei Huyuan." Liu Zhen signaled.

"yes."

Wei Huyuan looked gloomy, threw out a money bag, and shouted:

"The money is in there, where is the person?"

"Snapped!"

A big man reached out to catch the money bag, weighed it in his hand, and then grinned:

"Where are you sending the beggar? You only have such a small amount of money, but you still want us to release him?"

"What did you say?"

Wei Huyuan's expression changed drastically:

"This is the price you agreed upon!"

"You are also businessmen, don't you understand the principle of following the market?" The big man's eyes darkened:

"I thought the Liu family only ran a restaurant business, but I never thought that you were actually doing shopping out of the city with the help of the city guards."

He said with a slight smile:

"Buying is easier and more profitable than waiting for people in a restaurant!"

"What do you mean?" Wei Huyuan took a step forward:

"You want to regret it?"

The big man opened his eyes, then showed a ferocious smile. He stretched out his hand and took out a mace, and swung it towards the big tree as thick as a person next to him.

"Peng!"

The big tree fell down and hit the ground hard, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Wei Huyuan's eyes narrowed and he subconsciously took a step back.

What a strength!

Refining the internal organs!

Even if he wasn't, he was still a skin-refining warrior with natural divine power!

"So what if you regret it?" The big man waved his mace and strode forward, forcing the three of them to retreat, and said disdainfully:

"What, you want to do something?"

"Strong man."

Liu Zhen held his breath, stared at the other party's pressure, stopped, and spoke in a muffled voice:

"What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple." The big man stopped and said:

"Add money!"

"How much more?"

"Three thousand taels of silver!"

"You're dreaming!"

Before Liu Zhen could speak, Uncle Wu was already trembling with anger and said angrily:

"Three thousand taels, you really dare to think about it!"

"The Liu family is a wealthy family." The big man's face remained unchanged and he said calmly:

"Why, someone just died, and you can't even get out a mere three thousand taels of silver? Or is it that the purchasing method is not worth three thousand taels?"

"Brother, it's you lions who are opening your mouth." Wei Huyuan slowly drew his sword, his eyes filled with ferociousness:

"Do you really think we are easy to bully?"

He is a master hired by the Liu family with a lot of money. He has been with Liu's father for more than ten years. Although he is older now, he is also a master of internal organs refining.

Strength is by no means weak!

However, the two people in front of him were equally good, and there seemed to be people in the temple. He was not afraid of taking action, but Liu Zhen was still there.

Thinking of this, hesitation appeared in his eyes.

"Um?"

The strong man narrowed his eyes and subconsciously tightened his grip on the mace. The other man also raised his eyebrows and drew out the long knife from his waist, a murderous aura emerging from his body.

They come from the Danyang Army, and their hands are stained with blood. Now they are engaged in the business of licking blood from the edge of a knife, so naturally they are not afraid of fighting.

"Three thousand taels is too much."

Liu Zhen suddenly spoke:

"Two thousand taels, I can give you two thousand taels, but after you take the money, you must ensure that you will never hinder my business from now on."

"Two thousand taels..." The two looked at each other, and the big man holding the mace nodded:

"Okay."

"Then let him go." Liu Zhen waved his hand:

"I'll go back and get the money!"

"Wait a minute." The voice of the big man holding a long knife said:

"Who knows if you really went back to get the money? What if we let someone go but you don't admit it? Someone must stay!"

"good."

The big man holding the mace rolled his eyes and said:

"In order to prevent you from going back on your word, you stay and let the two of them go back to get the money. If the head of the family is here, they don't dare not come back."

"fart!"

"No!"

Uncle Wu and Wei Huyuan shook their heads.

"Well..." Liu Zhen looked thoughtful and nodded unexpectedly:

"That's fine."

"Liu really hopes that the business will be successful, and it will not do you any good to kill me. In this case, there is nothing wrong with staying."

"Master's house!"

"Son."

Uncle Wu and Wei Huyuan's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly tried to dissuade them:

"No!"

"You must not do this at this time!"

"I have made up my mind." Liu Zhen looked solemn and raised one hand:

"What they want is money, not my life. Why, are you going to ransom me without money?"

"Don't dare."

The two of them quickly lowered their heads.

"That's it." Liu Zhen sighed and looked at the big man:

"How about you let me go and I'll wait here?"

"No problem at all."

The big man holding the mace laughed loudly:

"I didn't expect that you are a bit brave at such a young age. Don't worry, as long as they come with money, we will definitely entertain them with delicious food and drinks."

"inside!"

Then he shouted to the back:

"Let the person go!"

"yes!"

There was a sound coming from the ruined temple, and immediately four or five injured people were driven out, and Liu Zhen also walked over.

"Exchange here before dawn."

The big man stared at everyone in the Liu family and shouted:

"If you don't come by then, or if you come and don't get the money, then don't blame us for being rude!"

Wei Huyuan ignored him, but looked at Liu Zhen with worry in his eyes:

"Son..."

"It doesn't matter." Liu Zhen shook his head:

"Remember what I said, just take people back."

"But..." Wei Huyuan opened his mouth, and then sighed suddenly:

"Okay, sir, take care."

"Um."

Liu Zhen nodded and watched the group of people leave slowly, his eyes flickering from time to time until someone urged him to walk into the ruined temple.

In addition to the two big men, there were three other people in the temple.

One of them was sitting cross-legged in a corner, with a spear placed sideways beside him. The other two had sallow faces and thin muscles, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not martial arts practitioners.

"head."

"Brother."

The two of them walked into the ruined temple and looked towards the corner with a respectful attitude.

It seems that this person who has not come forward is their leader. If he can intimidate the two of them, his strength must not be weak, not lower than that of Lian Zang.

And judging from his age, he should be around thirty or forty years old. For a Zang-refining warrior, he is in his prime, and Wei Huyuan is probably no match for him.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I was not impulsive just now, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

"sit down."

The man glanced at Liu Zhen, nodded, and said in a cold voice:

"You'd better actually ask them to bring the silver."

"Um?"

Liu Zhen frowned, subconsciously feeling something strange there, and said:

"Don't worry, it's definitely yours."

"hope so."

The man's eyes were dark and his voice was low. He glanced at where Liu Zhen was and didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up the spear and wiped it slowly.

time,

Pass slowly.

I don’t know how long it took.

"Click... click..."

The sound of footsteps came from outside and got closer and closer. Several people in the temple opened their eyes at the same time and looked outside, with different eyes.

"call……"

The broken door was pushed open, and a cold wind rushed into the broken temple carrying scattered snowflakes, causing the bonfire to sway and causing the temperature to drop sharply.

"It's freezing cold outside, and it's rare to find a place where people can stay warm. You guys must be thinking the same way. What a coincidence."

The visitor rubbed his hands together and took off his cloak:

"Do you mind adding someone else?"

"Big brother!"

Liu Zhen stood up, his voice trembling:

"You're here."

"Um."

Miao Hong nodded, looked at Liu Zhen and smiled:

"After being summoned by my junior brother, I rushed over. It seems that I didn't miss the time."

"Heisha Martial Arts School Miao Hong." In the temple, the man who had been wiping his spear paused, slowly stood up from the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"I didn't expect that it was you who came!"

"Brother Qin." Miao Hong looked at the other party, cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"We meet again."

"Elder brother." Liu Zhen was stunned:

"You know him?"

"Of course." Miao Hong looked complicated:

"Qin Lei, the young spearman of the Danyang Army, our master died at the hands of his adoptive father, but General Qin's adoptive father has also been executed by General Li Shili."

Liu Zhen understood and felt relieved.

In addition to being the guardian of the Lin family, he is also the registered disciple of the master of the Black Evil Martial Arts Hall. Now the man in front of him is in charge of the Black Evil Martial Arts Hall.

Senior Brother Miao Hong, a master who has been refining internal organs for nearly ten years, has an extremely ferocious black evil palm, and he has a bit of the demeanor of the old master.

After learning that the purchasing route had been robbed, Liu Zhen immediately informed his senior brother.

The combination of the Liu family and the Heisha Martial Arts School is his confidence tonight!

"Brother Miao."

Qin Lei sighed and said:

"The last time we said goodbye, we haven't seen each other for nearly half a year, right?"

"Absolutely." Miao Hong nodded.

"I heard that you took over the Black Evil Martial Arts School?" Qin Lei said with a smile on his face.

"It seems that the plan that day was successful. Brother Miao not only won the beauty back, but also became the master of the hotel. He is much better than those of us who are working hard outside."

"Thanks to Brother Qin." Miao Hong cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"Without Brother Qin's help, Miao would not be where he is today. It's a pity that he came in time and couldn't bring wine with him. Otherwise, he and Brother Qin would have gotten drunk."

"Ha ha……"

Qin Leilang smiled:

"Easy to say, easy to say."

On the side, Liu Zhen's expression changed from relaxed to confused, then shocked, until his body swayed, staggered backwards, and pressed against the wall.

"Big... senior brother..."

"Junior brother." Miao Hong tilted his head and sighed:

"Don't blame me, it's just that the price you paid is not as high as others."

"and……"

With a smile on his face, he said:

"I think Xue Mingfu is very similar to me, what do you think?"

"Uh-huh!"

Liu Zhen's face turned pale instantly.

"It's so lively."

At this time, another voice came from outside the temple:

"Brother Liu is really easy for me to find."

Zhou Yi took off his bamboo hat and nodded:

"Fortunately it's not too late."