break the way [comprehension]

Chapter 147

Luo Mingguang and the others are all sword cultivators. Xiao Chen is not surprised at this matter. In the world of cultivation, likes gather and people are divided into groups. The Tao that monks follow is their choice. There is no sect as a link between casual cultivators, and they can make such a decision together in the end, they must be ordinary people who are aboveboard, and it is not surprising to see all sword cultivators.

Since they have already decided to join, and they are basically sword cultivators, Xiao Chen has no extra arrangements, everything is just like the disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, but Du Ziteng sneaked up to Xiao Chen's side and poked him. He poked the opponent's back.

Xiao Chen turned his head and saw a strange face winking.

Xiao Chen: ...

Then he sighed, and handed the Lanzhou to Du Ziteng amidst the strange faces of all the disciples.

Unexpectedly, Young Master Du said eloquently: "These orchid boats should be distributed to the two most seriously injured disciples for use first, heck, that's not what I'm talking about."

Xiao Chen reluctantly handed the pledged storage bag to Du Ziteng, and then Young Master Du had an admiring expression of "a child can be taught".

But Du Ziteng opened the bag and tapped it. Seeing so many treasures but none of them belonged to him, he felt a little uncomfortable thinking that they would have to be handed over sooner or later: "Sooner or later, these will belong to others. What else?"

Under the even more strange eyes of the disciples, Xiao Chen silently handed the storage bag containing "rental money" to Du Ziteng.

Du Xiaoye then smiled and said: "Hey, you still understand me!"

Shiny little baby~ come to the owner's arms!

The starting point of the Lanzhou business that day was to alleviate the contradiction between the cultivation world's demand for Lanzhou and Lanzhou's production reduction. By the way, I made some small money by renting out the business. There were many ups and downs in the middle, and after twists and turns, at least it was recovered in the end. A little spirit stone.

Du Xiaoye hugged the insignificant spirit stone in his arms, feeling unspeakable relief in his heart, no matter what, he still recovered some cash flow, although the risk of this project was far beyond the design considerations at the time , but it's always good to be able to return some points.

Xiao Chen didn't talk about Du Ziteng who fell into the mode of money obsessive, he just frowned and looked at Ge Lin and Kong Yun, the two were at a stalemate at this moment, which made people very embarrassed.

Kong Yun insisted on bringing Ge Lin back to Chunshanchi, and his brows were condensed at this time: "Your aptitude is obviously a rare spiritual root in the cultivation world, and Master has great expectations for you, and I only hope that you can inherit his mantle. But you insisted against his will, refused to learn swords life and death, and even made troubles in the whole inner sect. The master was very kind and fatherly, and finally compromised, allowing you to wander around in the outer sect, even though he often scolded you, But you ask yourself, love is the deepest responsibility, which time did you not clean up the mess for you after the master scolded you? The master is the head of the Yan Palace, who dares to touch it lightly? The number of times he was furious and disappointed him is simply incalculable, and how did he ever really give you a finger?"

As Kong Yun said every word, Ge Lin's face became paler and paler. In the past, he lived a life of self-conscious licentiousness and indulgence so comfortably and indulgently, but it was because there were always people who were secretly pampering him behind his back.

"Now that the master is gone, there is no one in this world who would indulge you like that. In the end, the master wants you to stay in Chunshanchi, and he also hopes that you will take shelter there, so that you can make progress after living in peace. I don’t expect much from you in this life, and that’s all. I’m done talking here, what to do, you can do it yourself!”

These resolute words made Ge Lin's expression suddenly more resolute. At this moment, the former son of the young master seemed to be swept away by those slutty dudes. He looked up at Kong Yun and said, "Senior brother Kong, old..." , the "old man" who was swearing at this time was unable to say anything at this time. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Father is for my own good, but..."

At this moment, he looked up at Kong Yun, and all the laughter and play seemed to have receded at this moment, leaving only the outline of a young man who had just grown up and was willing to take responsibility: "Since father can sacrifice himself for Yun Hengfeng to fulfill his fellow disciples, I will also help you." How can I enjoy the comfort of Chunshanchi alone when so many senior brothers are in trouble? In this life, I am afraid that I will not be able to become a sword cultivator like you, senior brother, as my father expected, but at least I can do it. What a disciple of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, he will not embarrass his father."

As soon as this remark came out, even Kong Yun was stunned on the spot, and Du Ziteng couldn't believe that it would come from Ge Lin.

Then, other disciples behind Ge Lin who also went to Chunshan Pond for the same reason also stood up and said: "Brothers, we all have the same thoughts as Brother Ge. My Hengxiao Sword Sect suffered such a catastrophe. As a As disciples of the Sword Sect, it is absolutely impossible for us to take refuge in the Spring Mountain Pond alone. If so... can we still be regarded as disciples of the Sword Sect? We have faults in our morals and flaws in our Dao heart, so what's the use of protecting ourselves in the end?"

Kong Yun was silent.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Chen stepped forward and patted Kong Yun's shoulder: "Brother Kong, let them go together."

Kong Yun seemed to be unwilling, after all, this was the master's final arrangement, his old man only had this little bone and blood left, if something happened to him, how would he explain to the master, but Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said: "If Zhang Zuo Ge Here, seeing that Ge Lin can make today's decision, I'm afraid he will laugh with his beard."

Thinking of his teacher's voice, smile and appearance, Kong Yun had to admit that what Xiao Chen said was not bad at all... He sighed, closed his eyes and stopped talking, it was a tacit consent.

After the two teams merged into one, the destination remained the same, it was still the ancient city of Suiyi. Ge Lin was a little surprised by this: "As you said before, both Biyue City and Daxue Palace are interested in my Hengxiao Sword Sect. If something goes wrong, wouldn't it be more convenient for them to carry out those ghostly tricks in the ancient city of Suiyi where fish and dragons are mixed together?"

Du Ziteng glanced at the group of sword cultivators who were exhausted but determined as one: "If we travel through the wilderness now, will we be able to fight? The ancient city of Suiyi is not far from here. The mayor and the others have already understood after a few days The situation will definitely give us some support, and..."

Du Ziteng's voice actually became lowered with his emotions: "Our Hengxiao Sword Sect only has so many disciples now, no matter what the future is, we always need one place to watch over and help each other."

"As for Biyue City and Daxue Palace..." Du Ziteng's depression was swept away, and there was an unprecedented murderous intent in his eyes: "As long as they dare to come, I will make them regret it!"

Seeing Du Ziteng's expression at this time, Ge Lin shivered involuntarily. When he was in the outer sect, the horrific consequences caused by Du Ziteng's repeated ruthlessness were vividly remembered. The entire outer sect was almost turned upside down. At that time, Du Ziteng was just a little Qi-refining cultivator of the outer sect with no support, but now...

Ge Lin silently lit a candle for Biyue City and Daxue Palace in his heart.

At this time, there were no more than a hundred real Hengxiao Sword Sect disciples in their team. Except for the six golden elixirs, the rest were all for foundation building and Qi refining. Except for Du Ziteng and Ge Lin, the team was all sword cultivators.

Du Ziteng was only silent about the other people in Feihaoyuan who were trapped in the vortex, and he couldn't complain to the sword-wielding elder who saved them. In such a situation, as the sword-wielding elder of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, he would naturally choose Those monks who can inherit the core skills of the sect are indeed understandable as fire seeds...

While Du Ziteng was thinking bitterly, he suddenly heard Xiao Chen say in a deep voice: "Stop, prepare to meet the enemy!"

This was the first time he sent out a clear signal to respond to the enemy. All the sword repairers were terrified. The swords were unsheathed and formed a sword formation. Although the power of this formation was greatly reduced due to the large number of wounded, the majesty of the sword was absolutely invincible. Mistakes.

After Du Ziteng came back to his senses, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, because the other party... came so well, so fast! ,

So many people, such a fast speed... Du Ziteng suddenly felt ominous.

In the next second, when this group of monks appeared in front of them, Du Ziteng's worst guess was confirmed: the reason why they were so fast... was because they were all Golden Core monks.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect couldn't help feeling a sense of despair in their hearts. If so many Jindan monks hadn't been injured, they would have had a chance, but now...

Xiao Chen took a step forward, but Du Ziteng held his arm, and after shaking his head subtly, Du Ziteng stepped forward, with no frustration on his face, only a smile on his face: "Dear friends, why are you blocking my way forward? thing?"

That appearance, as if he didn't know that the other party's aggressive approach was not good.

One of them, a Golden Core cultivator, said in a low voice: "Boy! If you want to blame, I will blame your bad luck. I will collect money from people and eliminate disasters. Don't talk too much, let's go!"

The last few words were spoken back to his companions.

"Hmph, dignified Golden Core cultivators are moved by money and silk like mortal trees cutting paths and green forests, don't you think it's a loss!"

As soon as Shen Ren's cold words came out, these monks were all a little bit embarrassed, but after looking at each other, they took out the magic weapon more decisively. Obviously, money touches people's hearts, at least it is more painful than Shen Ren's ridicule Their self-esteem should be more valuable and impress them more.

Du Ziteng's heart sank, for this group of Golden Core cultivators to give up their dignity to rob the Dao... How many people in the entire cultivation world can afford the huge price behind this?

During his speculation and thinking, the aura of the magic weapon on the opposite side was already pouring down like a rainbow rain. Xiao Chen, Kong Yun, Luo Mingguang and several Golden Core cultivators, together with Shen Ren, Wen Renling and others, also had some The disciple who judged that he still had the strength to resist for his fellow disciples stood in front of the queue without hesitation, intending to resist the sharp aura of the first round of attack for the other disciples.

While Du Ziteng looked at the scene in front of him, for some reason, his whole face was wrinkled, and he reluctantly touched the little babies in his pocket that hadn't been warmed up.

The group of Golden Core monks who didn't know their origins were also taken aback when they fought against Xiao Chen and the others. They didn't expect that the team that was already at the end of their strength in the description would have such skills, and immediately put away their contempt , recalling the countermeasures that the employer said when he confessed the task not long ago...

"...Hmph, there may be one or two troublesome people in that team, you don't need to panic, just avoid these people, and arrest some injured and low-level Hengxiao Sword Sect disciples as threats. On the other side, you can divide some people to fight with them, these people are also wounded, and the combat power will not last long, so if you work on two prongs, everything will be solved..."

These Golden Core cultivators of unknown origin looked at each other. At this time, they believed in their employer's ability to predict things, so they no longer hesitated, and quickly changed their fighting style. completely different time.

And Xiao Chen was also very surprised to find that these people came prepared, and they left at the first touch with them, and they didn't entangle too much at all. His heart sank. What he feared most was such a situation. It's okay if they fight for a short time, even if they use more taboo methods to burn blood essence and blood to overdraw their lifespan, these monks will surely retreat in fear. What they are most afraid of is this kind of delaying tactics, and the opponent's delay is obviously With deep scheming, there must be a backhand.

Sure enough, these golden cores rushed past their first line of defense and went towards the disciples behind them who were seriously injured and did not have much combat power!

Xiao Chen, Shen Ren, and Luo Mingguang reacted, and their expressions changed drastically!

Those Jindan cultivators bypassed Xiao Chen and they knew that they would be able to do what the employer said. At this time, they all looked at the disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect with grim smiles on their faces as if they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Now that these boys are going to be put in their palms and let them knead to their heart's content, no matter how good and decent disciples are, they are not as good as chickens when they fall off the shelf?

Amid such smug grinning, they rushed down towards the group of disciples like tigers pouncing on their prey, at the fastest speed of Golden Core cultivators!

In the atmosphere where the surrounding disciples were extremely tense in the face of the enemy, Du Ziteng sighed out of place, then caressed the things in his sleeves, and said with a sad face: "Farewell, little ones, isn't it?" Master doesn’t love you guys/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~”

Then, in this extremely chilling atmosphere, Young Master Du raised his sleeves with a melancholy expression:

In the next second, the Jindan cultivators who rushed fiercely slammed into the transparent light curtain that appeared in midair one by one, and those faces with triumphant grins also printed a picture in midair. Zhang Zhang's weirdly flat, blood-stained face cakes, and then slowly slid down one after another along the transparent light curtain, leaving a clear line after another on the light curtain. of blood.

The disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect who drew their swords and were ready to meet the enemy, and even decided to die together, were all stunned, completely unaware of what happened in this magical turning point.

But I don't know when, a light curtain above their heads poured down like flowing water, light and soft, protecting them firmly, it was just now that even Jindan cultivators could not break through.

This light curtain looks soft, but I didn't expect it to be so strong, at least...it's stronger than the tempered body of the Jindan cultivator. Looking at the faces that were crooked and grinning, the disciples of the Hengxiao Sword Sect below were calm After comprehending and comparing them calmly, we finally came to such a conclusion.

And Du Ziteng looked at his little babies who were disappearing before they were warmed up, and he was heartbroken: "Wuuu~ ancestors! Since you are willing to use such good materials to guard the small town at the foot of the mountain, why didn't you expect that?" Spend more time to control the energy, how can future generations use such terrible energy consumption!"

Shen Ren, Wen Renling and Jin Bao immediately understood when they heard this, they were angry and funny at the same time. It turned out that when the town was broken that day, the money fan cleaned up the array because the ancestors did not discount the materials.

The three of them looked at each other, and apart from being funny, there was also unbearable admiration in their eyes. Although Du Ziteng looked out of tune all the time, in the face of such a major matter of life and death, there was a kind of unexpected meticulousness that was completely inconsistent with his usual style. Thoughtful, he often controls the enemy in a desperate situation, even if he refuses to accept it.

After beating his chest and mourning for the spirit stone he had not long after he got it, Du Ziteng squatted in the formation, looking at the group of monks who were dizzy from being hit by the guarding formation, and staring at a painful person outside the formation face to face through the light curtain too much. The golden core monk who was about to explode with his consciousness laughed straight: "Tsk tsk, it's terrible to be uneducated. You haven't learned Newton's second law, right? Action and reaction are mutual, so you can't wait to steal chickens, thinking that persimmons should Picking up soft ones? Serve it right!!! Bahahaha~ Hey, wait, who is Newton...?"

Du Ziteng's occasional incoherence made the sword cultivators around him more and more used to it. As for the few people outside the formation, except for Luo Mingguang and other latecomers who were a little confused, the others were terribly accustomed to it. up.

Now that Du Ziteng has relieved their worries, the monks outside the formation don't need to communicate any more. The surging sword intent between the sword cultivators at this time already explained everything. No more room left!

The guard formation in Xianyuan Town is only for defense. Because the material is strong, it is just like what Du Ziteng said, the stronger the attack, the stronger the rebound. Those Jindan monks went all out, thinking It was a vicious tiger attacking a sheep, but in fact it was a vicious tiger crashing into a mountain. It was equivalent to receiving a full-strength blow from the same strength Jindan without any precautions.

However, Xiao Chen and others' attacks were merciless. Immediately outside the formation, there was a sound of ghosts and wolves howling, crying for father and mother. At this time, Du Ziteng was in the formation but it was clear to the bystanders, this group of Golden Core cultivators... ...Why is the name not worthy of the name?

The Jindans that Du Ziteng has come into contact with, although not everyone is as monstrous as Xiao Chen, but at least they have a combat power that he can't match, and there is a kind of pride unique to Jindan, but the group in front of him... Du Ziteng's eyes are a little bit Weird, no matter how you look at it, it seems a little... water?

Xiao Chen had already discovered that the group of monks in front of him had no Golden Core cultivation base, but they lacked the temperament to match the Golden Core cultivation base. When fighting, they only felt that their bones were very soft. Once they lost the initiative, they would be a little timid. Among them, fear of fighting and cherishing life is the number one taboo. In fact, these golden elixirs have been cultivated here after all, and have not suffered any serious injuries, but they all cower and dodge, as if wishing that the people next to them would share the attack, which made Xiao Chen and the others very angry It's funny, but he's merciless.

But this group of people sounded horrible, but after all they were Golden Core cultivators, and they were all extremely slippery. Xiao Chen and the others had no real way to do anything for a while, and a quick battle might not be possible.

Then, Luo Mingguang suddenly shouted: "Zhang Laosi! How dare you do such a thing!"

No one said anything, the group of Golden Core cultivators still hid, hid, as if they had never heard of it.

Luo Mingguang was furious: "You still dare to hide! It's you! Don't think that if you hide your appearance, I won't recognize your wretched escape technique if you change your magic weapon! Zhang Laosi, the Hengxiao Sword Sect borrowed it that day. What did you say when you were in Lanzhou, you dare to do such an ungrateful thing today, aren't you afraid of retribution?!"

The monk with the nickname Zhang Laosi saw that his old background had been exposed at this time, and suddenly he was heartbroken, revealing his appearance, he looked like a middle-aged rat, with a pair of eyes that looked cunning, he was extremely cunning. Turning his head and spitting at Luo Mingguang: "What's wrong with me! Now someone is willing to spend a lot of money to buy them, and it is not bad for this group of down-and-out disciples to be worth such a price! Buying and selling is a matter of course, someone buys, we sell , what's wrong? Everyone here knows it well, do you think everyone is like you, with tofu in their heads?"

Luo Mingguang was trembling with anger. The fourth child in this chapter is also a casual cultivator. The proportion of Jindan in casual cultivators is lower than that of those sects. They are really rare, and the natural circle is smaller. In this chapter, the fourth brother bullies the weak and fears the strong to do evil, and he has heard a little bit of the costless activities, but he didn't expect that the fourth brother in this chapter would not let go of the Hengxiao Sword Sect who had been kind to him.

And Zhang Laosi didn't even think it was a big deal, wiped his nosebleeds, and spat again fiercely, obviously for a person like Luo Mingguang, he thought it was a miracle that he could live to the Golden Core.

Luo Mingguang took a deep breath to force himself to calm down: "Wang Mancai, Zhang Shan, Xiao Jinlin... You guys also borrowed the Lan Zhou from the Hengxiao Sword Sect that day, what do you say?"

Seeing that he pointed out so many people, Zhang Laosi just folded his arms and sneered in silence.

One real face after another was revealed, but the expressions on those real faces made Luo Mingguang deeply disappointed again and again. He did not expect that there were more than one person like Zhang Laosi. .

After a long while, only one of these few people said: "Luo Mingguang, I have waited for the casual cultivator to come to this day step by step. You and I both know how difficult it is. If we hadn't seized every opportunity and worked hard to improve, with our casual cultivator's aptitude and resources , how can you have the current state, don't be so naive anymore, okay?"

After saying these words, Luo Mingguang was speechless.He sharpened his heart step by step with the way of swordsmanship to this day. If he does not change his original heart, he can cultivate a bright mirror and a sword heart, without being stained with dust. Fighting, how come the current golden core cultivation base.

In the final analysis, it is still different ways and not conspiring with each other.

Xiao Chen looked on coldly, this was a group of casual cultivators who were completely different from Luo Mingguang, or in other words, this was the real casual cultivator in the eyes of their respectable disciples, who would do anything for every little benefit, and do everything for every opportunity. In the long run, only now, in the eyes of the disciples of the Dapai, such monks will never go far on the road. Even if they are lucky enough to be in a high position for a while, it will only be a flash in the pan in the end, and they will never bother to work with them.

At this time, since the identity of Zhang Lao Si has been exposed by Luo Mingguang, there is no room left, Zhang Lao Si directly snorted and said: "Okay, fellow Taoists, there is no need to save any more strength. Take out the guys at the bottom of the box! Now we are all seen clearly by this group of decent disciples, if we can't do this ticket cleanly, the consequences, hehe..."

Zhang Laosi's sinister words really revealed the heroic arrogance of stepping on countless corpses from the bottom of the self-cultivation world.

And this group of golden elixirs were all shocked when they heard it, and they agreed abruptly, and they found out more magical weapons that were radiant, or they no longer restrained the aura around them-it turned out that this group of monks had previously concealed their identities. They didn't even use their own special skills, and at this moment, it was really considered a big fight!

At this critical moment, someone shouted: "Slow!"