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Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragon Chapter 146: Identity Exposed, Bloody Knife, Poisonous Wine

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    ps: Recently, the daily updates may be slower. Graduation thesis requires a lot of information. Everyone knows that science students are like this. There are many things involved in experiments, related information, data processing, and thesis revision. Therefore, in the past week, I can only say that I will try my best to speed up.  Update Speed.  After all, this thesis is related to whether you can graduate, so you can't be careless!

    The characteristic of spreading things in the world is that good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. Of course, the Shaolin Temple itself would not spread the news about the loss of the Yi Jin Jing, the most precious treasure in the Shaolin Temple, but the Shaolin Temple had no reason to let Zhang Jun go.  The book thief is at large in the world.  So, when Zhang Jun came to the north of the Song Dynasty, news came out in the world that the Shaolin Temple was invaded. The invaders fought with the leader of the Bodhi Hall and were repelled by the leader, but they had a secret book of Bodhidharma on their body.  It is said that Buddhist scriptures have been stolen, so now a Wulin arrest warrant is issued to arrest this person.

    Later, Zhang Jun accidentally got a drawing from a gang of beggars, which turned out to be exactly what Zhang Jun himself looked like in his original Rakshasa mask. When Zhang Jun saw that he appeared on the wanted list, his first thought seemed to be that he was  He looks quite handsome like this; and the second thought is, are those bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple out of their minds? Who would recognize me like this?  But soon, Zhang Jun discovered that he seemed to have a glimpse of this martial arts figure.

    When we come to the north, there is no sandstorms like those in later generations when the wind blows in spring and autumn. In fact, except for the weather and vegetation here, the green coverage of the trees and environment is not much different from that of the south.  And these days, because of the population, it is not often possible to see people even in the Central Plains, especially in the wild. Zhang Jun went to the north again. Because of the Liao Kingdom's policy towards the Han people, people who were willing to survive in the north  There are obviously fewer people than in the south, and the city is also a bit depressed.

    Finally finding a small town, Zhang Jun found a restaurant to renovate. These days, along the way, Zhang Jun not only rushed, but also if he encountered any martial arts scum who had reached the acquired realm, he would also take action.  Life, accumulate your own dream energy.  Although it is not often, Zhang Jun has accumulated almost 10,000 points of dream power and several dream power gems, and he has been praised by countless people for fighting against those who rely on martial arts to commit evil along the way. He is actually a  An unexpected gift.

    "People have desires and emotions, greed, anger, ignorance, love, hatred, and hatred. They are all caused by desires. Desires will naturally lead to various joys and sorrows. Buddhists call them appearances, and Taoists call them red dust barriers, just like dust.  Cover your mind and see things blurred. All you have to do is to wipe it diligently and don't stir up dust. This is the way to deal with it. Buddhism is the ultimate state of annihilation, while Taoism is about transcending the world and doing nothing. Taoism follows nature.  ." Zhang Jun murmured. He had read a lot of Buddhist classics and Taoist scriptures recently, which prompted him to do this. The main reason was that something happened that surprised him recently. Except for one person, he  After becoming a thief who committed evil, he felt a thought coming to him in the void amidst the gratitude of the people, but he almost frightened himself.

    After reaching the innate realm, that is, the bronze level, the biggest advantage is that you can use your mind and spiritual power. You don't have to rely on your godhead to release your mental power like before. This is called refining qi and becoming a god in martial arts. Of course, the first step is to refine.  Refining Qi is the process of refining one's own life essence into internal Qi in the acquired realm. Innate Qi is the process from Qi to the mind, touching the mental power, so that one's own mental power can penetrate into the internal power and reach sufficient strength to support it.  Infuriating composition.  However, because Zhang Jun is a nightmare himself, his mental thoughts are stronger than ordinary people. Furthermore, in this dream world, it is suitable for the growth of mental power. Therefore, during this process, Zhang Jun actually felt the legendary feeling.  The power of faith in the story is the belief born from the people's spontaneous gratitude to Zhang Jun for eliminating harm to the people.

    Of course, this belief is of no use to oneself, because although Zhang Jun can feel it now, he cannot directly absorb and use it. Once he tries to mentally accept these thoughts that arise out of gratitude, a huge wave of  The stream of consciousness rushed into his mind, making Zhang Jun miserable and he quickly disconnected the mental channel.  However, the benefits are not without them. In the process of my own cultivation, I found that the free dream energy around me is easier to gather. These dream energy are all converted into true energy, and the thoughts in my true energy are slowly purified, allowing  It's tougher.

    "It seems that these are the so-called good causes and good results, what Taoists call merit? No wonder the message given to him by Godhead stated that he must reach the legend before he is qualified to preach and absorb faith. This trace of the power of faith is  It contains the entire world and the thoughts of everyone in the entire belief system. If you absorb it easily without knowing your life and death, you will only go crazy." Zhang Jun drank tea and wine and murmured, "However, these powers of belief,  But invisibly, according to his own ideas, he assists his cultivation like an auxiliary device. Why don't you do more good deeds yourself?With a little merit, wouldn¡¯t it be much faster to practice on your own?  "

    "Excuse me, brother, is he the evil god of Rakshasa?" Suddenly, a voice appeared in Zhang Jun's ear. A man stood with a knife in his hand. His shoulder-length hair was as messy as grass, his eye sockets were deeply sunk, and there were several words on his face.  The scar passed ferociously, with a trace of exhaustion, as if he hadn't rested for several days, and he looked dusty, but he slammed the knife on the table in front of Zhang Jun, sat down carelessly, and asked Zhang Jun directly.

    "Rakshasa Evil God??" Zhang Jun was stunned, a little strange, but when the other party opened a scroll with his own name on it, Zhang Jun suddenly understood that this person was probably looking for him.

    "Well! Who are you? How do you recognize that I am the person in this painting? There is a masked person on this painting!" Zhang Jun was stunned, not knowing that he had made such a name in the world.  Rakshasa evil god?  It really made Zhang Jun dumbfounded. How did he get this name? The Rakshasa mask was chosen because he saw this Rakshasa ghost soldier in the Fengyun Dream World, but now, it was strangely exposed.  Zhang Jun was puzzled by his identity.

    "It's really you!?" From the other party's originally dull eyes, Muran burst out with a burst of dazzling energy, directed at Zhang Jun, and said in a serious tone: "In that case, please come with me to Shaolin to plead guilty."

    "Oh!? It seems you haven't answered my question yet!" Zhang Jun said lightly. The other party's eyes bulged, and then he said: "It was a woman outside the building who told me just now."

    "Huh?" Zhang Jun recalled that Wang Yuyan was the only one who knew his true identity. Could it be that the other party came here, this border town near the Liao Kingdom? It was simply impossible that in such a short time, unless he left Suzhou, the other party  Just keep up, otherwise, it is impossible to catch up with yourself, so who is it?

    "Come to Shaolin with me, or die!" the other party said in a deep voice, but Zhang Jun felt angry, "Why?"

    "With the knife in my hand!" With a clang, the blade came out.

    "To please Shaolin?" Zhang Jun drank the wine in the glass with a calm expression.

    "No!" The other party's voice was still as cold as ice, but there was a little nostalgia in his tone. "Shaolin has a great favor with me. You must go with me."

    "Really? Then it depends on what you are capable of!?" Zhang Jun said lightly, and his majestic skill burst out instantly, and the blue and white Yi Jin Jing internal power made the whole restaurant tremble.

    "Ah!" The diners around saw that there were martial arts masters fighting here. Without saying a word, they immediately ran away. Of course, there were two or three brave ones who showed their heads at the stairs.  , watching the battle between Zhang Jun and the unknown swordsman.

    The swordsman did not expect Zhang Jun to have such skill. The information given by Shaolin Temple was only the peak of acquired skills. Although the opponent was able to escape from Master Xuan Sheng, he was supposed to overestimate it as much as possible, but he still did not expect that Zhang Jun could actually do it now.  We have reached such a situation, but now it is really difficult to get off the tiger, and we can't do it without fighting.  When the swordsman was a child, his family was killed due to the invasion of the Liao Kingdom, but he was rescued by a Shaolin monk. After learning martial arts in Shaolin, he joined the Song Army and grew up fighting against the Liao Kingdom. He was originally a Buddhist.  The breaking sword technique actually transformed into his own special killing magic knife during the killing.

    In the army, we are used to death. This time we went out to hunt down Zhang Jun for Shaolin, originally to repay the favor. We were already prepared to die. After visiting most of the Central Plains, there was no news about this "Rakshasa Evil God", but  Unexpectedly, just when he returned to the army in despair, he suddenly got information about the "Rakshasa Evil God" from a little girl, who exclaimed that it would take no effort to find a way out of the iron shoes.

    Then something like this happened. When the swordsman saw Zhang Jun's energy soaring to the sky, he slashed down aggressively. Immediately, a murderous intent rushed towards his face. In the wind of the sword, Zhang Jun seemed to hear  Thousands of horses were silent, and the sound of thousands of troops slashing and killing made Zhang Jun feel like he was in the middle of a battlefield.

    "Okay! Although the military sword technique is a bit mixed with murderous intent, it has the qualification to enter the innate world!" Zhang Jun sighed secretly, but he did not relax at all. With a tap of his fingers, a series of pure Yang finger power broke through it like a real substance.  When it comes to the air, it is first, and in the middle of the air, the dark red knife in the hands of the knife guest has been hit again and again, with a sound of dingling and dingling, as crispy as the big beads and small beads fall into the jade plate.

    The swordsman's sword power was immediately defeated. He spun around in a circle, and with the rebound force coming from the blade, he spun back and slashed horizontally.  Sure enough, it was a killing sword. It was simple and practical. It had something in common with what I had learned at the beginning. However, because the sword was too lethal and too ruthless, it ended up going astray. It was inevitable that the killing sword would backfire later on.  This was what Zhang Jun himself finally realized, and then he gave up his previous way of swordsmanship without any hesitation.

    Zhang Jun shook his head, his fingers suddenly popped out, this timeIt is the more powerful and sharp sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. With six fingers flicking, it is like a guzheng appearing in the void. The sword energy is shot out one after another. The Six Meridians Sword Energy is much more violent and sharp. If this Yang Finger is said to be  If it were bullets, the Six Meridians Divine Sword would be like bullets from a sniper rifle. Its violent impact would directly crack the opponent's blade that had gone through hundreds of battles and was full of blood.

    "Residual Blood Technique!" The swordsman shouted loudly. "Residual Blood Technique" is a method in the army that can stimulate people's potential and increase their skills in a short time. However, few people in the martial arts practice it because of this method.  Although the skill can be greatly increased in a short period of time, it is based on the damage to the foundation of Yangshou. Even in the army, few people practice it, but they did not expect that this swordsman actually practiced it.

    When he drank violently, one-third of the meridians all over his body burst instantly. Even Zhang Jun could see a thick mist of blood spurting out from his body, adhering to the sword energy, and the cracked blade could no longer be seen.  Unable to hold on, this bloody internal energy turned into countless sharp blades and rushed towards Zhang Jun.

    At this moment, Zhang Jun was preparing to use the golden bell to counteract the defense, but who knew that just when he was about to use his energy, black energy flashed across his face, and his true energy stagnated, and it turned out to be poisonous!  He was horrified in his heart, but lost consciousness for a moment. The bloody sharp blade he faced enveloped his whole body and had already broken through his weakened energy.

    At this critical moment, Zhang Jun's mind was racing with thoughts, and he activated the "enhanced magic" with all his strength. In an instant, the strengthened magic runes in his spiritual origin collapsed under the impact of the huge infuriating dream force.  Under the mystery of true energy, everything is integrated into it to form its own defense, blocking all sharp blades from the outside.

    "Shao Shang Sword!" There was a sound of sword energy coming out of its sheath, and a flash of blood. The swordsman, who was weak as a crossbow, lost his life immediately under the sword energy. His neck tilted and he fell down.  From the beginning to the end, he never revealed his name, and Zhang Jun never asked. This is what happened in the world. How many people died without a name, and how many people were famous throughout the ages. One moment they were the most shocking masters in the martial arts world, and the next moment they were abandoned.  Mass graves of corpses, this is the Jianghu, the Jianghu that makes people passionate but cold-blooded.
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