After a long time, when all the true qi in the meridians were replenished, Zhang Xiaohua poked her head out from the rocks and walked in front of Xi Mujun's corpse.
The look on his face is very strange!
That face is far from the joy of killing an opponent, nor the ease of keeping one's identity as a qi refiner of the immortal way; instead, it is a kind of dignified, a kind of cautious, plus a kind of lingering fear!
Indeed, the battle just now can be described as thrilling, it was the most dangerous and luckiest battle Zhang Xiaohua had ever fought in his life, the opponent was nothing more than a disciple at the pinnacle of martial arts in the Ruijin Temple, and he was forced to have no way out, if it wasn't for the last fluke He took out that little mirror that didn't know its function, and this little mirror miraculously reflected Zifengchai's electric light back, and happened to hit Xi Mujun's head. who!
Low profile! Zhang Xiaohua once again realized the essence of these two words. He was forced to fight back by Xi Mujun's sword in front of Mofu Palace that day. It's a shame that an immortal qi practitioner is forced to be forced by a martial artist. If he hadn't been unable to display his immortal powers in front of the leader, he would have shown Xi Mujun a long time ago. After that, until today, Zhang Xiaohua also didn't regard Xi Mujun as a real opponent, thinking that he, like Yue Zhuoqun, would not be his three-strike enemy.
However, the experience of escaping from the tiger's mouth just now made him suddenly realize that although the supernatural powers of immortality are powerful, and although the means of martial arts are wonderful, he has only practiced for five years after all! And what about Xi Mujun? At least thirty years! ! From the perspective of time alone, I can't catch up even if I flatter myself.
Moreover, judging from Xi Mujun's proficiency in manipulating Zifeng Chai, although Zifeng Chai is a magic weapon of immortality, it is Zhang Xiaohua who can use it easily and its power is pure, but the fragrance taught by others is the magic weapon of immortality. Although the vast majority of disciples cannot use the magic of immortality, the senior masters of Chuanxiangjiao have long thought hard to find a way, using martial arts techniques to drive the magic weapon of immortality, and these techniques have gone through thousands of years. Tried and tempered, it is more effective and more perfect. In contrast, although Zhang Xiaohua is a pure qi refiner of the immortal way, she is only a monk halfway through, and she is also self-taught and enlightened. Although she has a solid foundation, she lacks systematic learning and comprehensive guidance.
Magical artifacts, not to mention, Zhang Xiaohua just relied on the lack of consciousness of others, and picked them all the way, just like picking up tatters, finding the magical artifacts left over from the annihilation of the immortal way from among the many tatters; However, what he held in his hand was an innumerable magic weapon of the Chuanxiang Sect, whose power was unknowingly much stronger than that held by Zhang Xiaohua. Now that I think about it, aside from the little mirror, that red spirit guard may have been an unknown item from the Chuanxiang Sect thousands of years ago, and after many twists and turns, it was thrown in the Qiankun Hall.
After lamenting that Xi Mujun has the advantage of being a teacher, Zhang Xiaohua let out a long breath and shook his head slightly. All his previous battles were basically one-sided. As long as Zhang Xiaohua took out the magic weapon and found the supernatural powers that others could not match, the results would be immediate. However, in this battle, although Xi Mujun used martial arts techniques, from the whole process, it was just right. It is a duel of immortality and supernatural powers, and it is different from what Zhang Xiaohua encountered before!
Apart from other things, Zhang Xiaohua's only feeling for this immortal struggle is: swift and brutal.
Fighting in martial arts, apart from fists and feet, is a series of weapons such as swords, sticks and sticks. Two people use their internal strength to compare their moves. There is always a process of fighting. In comparison, fighting in immortal way seems to be much faster. For example, just now, just for a moment, Xi Mujun was injured by the small mirror in Zhang Xiaohua's hand if he didn't pay attention; He can kill Xi Mujun, a master of martial arts, in an instant, and he is almost powerless to fight back!
The rivers and lakes under the immortal way, what a strange rivers and lakes it is! Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but feel fascinated. During the fight, the magic weapon must be flying around, full of colors. Well, the flying sword is probably flying around. Maybe someone will use it to smash it like a mountain Then it's just Became the legendary avalanche?
It's just that the fighting scene is certainly beautiful, but the ending may also be miserable. Look at Xi Mujun, who was chasing after him all the time just now, and now is a headless dead man, just because of a person who has no Eye-catching little mirror.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohua put the little mirror in his purse, very solemnly, before this thing was sacrificed, it immediately saved Zhang Xiaohua's life, needless to say, it is definitely a good thing.
Zhang Xiaohua thought about the "friendship" she had just fought with Xi Mujun for a while, and felt the difference between fighting in the way of immortality and fighting in the way of martial arts. She reached into her bosom, just took out a freshly baked attack jade charm, and shook her hand , just throwing it on Xi Mujun's body, a ray of flames was born, slowly killing the dead man.The corpse was burned and turned into a handful of dust, scattered in the sky and the earth.
Look at the ground, apart from the primordial stone and the purple phoenix hairpin that fell on the ground just now, there is still a big triangular, dark sign with a big palm on the ground, and a paperweight with an animal head the size of a fist. With one move, those two things flew into his hands. Zhang Xiaohua first looked at the triangle sign, and swept it away with his spiritual sense. Then put it in the wallet with confidence, and then look at the paperweight, it is the same, but the fluctuations in it are very mixed, there is an indescribable feeling, anyway, it is a magic weapon, Zhang Xiaohua doesn't mind, so she accepts it .
In the end, Zhang Xiaohua set his eyes on the purple phoenix hairpin that fell on the grass. He was not in a hurry to pick up the purple phoenix hairpin that almost killed him just now, but first took out the purple phoenix hairpin from Yue Zhuoqun from his arms, Frowning, he checked carefully again with his spiritual sense. He was very surprised. The purple phoenix hairpin was obviously restricted and he couldn't drive it. Why was Xi Mujun able to drive it with just a piece of primordial stone? Puzzled, Zhang Xiaohua also picked up the purple phoenix hairpin on the ground. Sure enough, it was the same as the one in Zhang Xiaohua's hand, and it couldn't be driven directly.
"Sigh, disciple Xi, you really died too early. If you can use the ecstasy finger, I'd like to know the secret!" Zhang Xiaohua shook her head slightly, and put the two purple phoenix hairpins into her arms. Zhang Xiaohua unceremoniously accepted half of the primordial stone, although she found out that it was much worse than her own small primordial stone, but after all, it was better than nothing, and Zhang Xiaohua couldn't throw it away!
"Ouch" Zhang Xiaohua suddenly remembered: "Xi Mujun followed her from behind, and when she entered the swamp, she wouldn't have stabbed Huanhuan to death!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua immediately ran away against the wind, and went straight to the side of the mountain road to find him. He ran away in a hurry just now, how could he know the direction? At this time, it is troublesome to look for it again, lost the direction, Zhang Xiaohua just practiced half a stick of incense, and she didn't know where she touched it, she was about to stop and watch, suddenly her heart became alert, her body fell sharply, It fell to the ground like a stone, and the figure didn't stay there, it just escaped into the ground in an instant, and after a while, a small head appeared beside a small stream.
This is a small stream, coming from the west, gurgling to the east, beside the stream, between two big trees, there is a man in blue clothes, wearing a bamboo hat, standing quietly!
"Huh? Who is this person? Looking at this costume, it seems that he is not an inner disciple of the Ruijin Palace. Could it be that he is a subordinate of Chun Equinox and Jingzhe?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned and thought, "Whoever he is, left and right ouch , No, I am now a Dharma protector disciple of Chuanxiang Sect, if I see such a situation, even if I don¡¯t care about it, there is nothing wrong with listening to it!¡±
Zhang Xiaohua gave up the idea of ??leaving, just hid aside, secretly spying.
It was time for another stick of incense, but the man still stood quietly without moving, Zhang Xiaohua was almost heartbroken for his self-cultivation: "Needless to say, it must be when I was enlightened when I was young. Get used to punishment, otherwise you wouldn't be standing still like this."
Just as he was thinking, another disciple in similar attire came from a distance, but this attire was familiar to Zhang Xiaohua, it was exactly the attire worn by Lu Lihong, an outstanding disciple of Tuodantang, in Wumingtang, needless to say Yes, this person must be an outer disciple of Wu Mingtang.
Although the disciple of Wumingtang is still far away, judging from his figure performing lightness kung fu, he is much taller than Lu Lihong, and he should be a famous disciple of Wumingtang.
Sure enough, when the disciple approached, the man in Tsing Yi turned his head with a smile, and raised his voice: "Senior Brother Guan, long time no see, martial arts are advancing by leaps and bounds!"
Senior Brother Guan frowned, stopped, looked around, seemed to be observing, and then said in a reproachful tone: "Junior Brother Cheng, you don't have to be so loud when you welcome me!"
"Hey," said Cheng Cheng with a smile: "Senior Brother Guan is still as careful as ever, no wonder he is able to get along well in Wuming Hall, which makes my younger brother really envious."
"Where, where, each has its own advantages. Wumingtang is a place of right and wrong, how can it be as comfortable and leisurely as Junior Brother Cheng Shuyutang?"
"Shu Yutang?" Cheng Cheng smiled wryly and said, "Brother Guan doesn't mention Shu Yutang, I feel better, but when I mention Shu Yutang, I will feel angry."
"I thought that when I came to preach Xiangjiao, I heard the name of Shuyutang was good, so I chose this place, but I didn't know that it was a place to dig jade. I I have been a miner for many years!"
"Hahaha!" Senior Brother Guan also laughed loudly: "Junior Brother Cheng, don't complain. We were all young back then, so we didn't think about it a lot. Since the Heavenly King asked him to come, why not? Is it normal? They all work for the king of heaven?"
"Heavenly King???" Zhang Xiaohua, who was eavesdropping next to him, was taken aback for a moment: "Hey, I met someone from Tianlong Cult!"
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