When the two characters "Bagua" fell, an invisible Bagua diagram the size of a millstone suddenly appeared under the Taoist idiot's feet. The eight characters "Qian", "Kun", "Kan", "Li", "Zhen", "Xun", "Gen" and "Dui" were as bright as stars.

The Bagua chart rotates slowly, and each time it rotates, it will expand by one point.

After one breath, with Dao Chi as the center, everything within a radius of ten feet falls into the Bagua Diagram. The wind can drift by and dead leaves can fly away, but the people inside cannot move an inch.

Shen Xiaojia raised his right hand with difficulty and pressed it on the handle of the knife. His eyelids twitched wildly and said, "This is unscientific. This is not martial arts. It is no different from the magic of cultivating immortals! How can it be a different dimension of martial arts!"

Wen Renwuyu frowned slightly. Although he didn't fully understand what Shen Xiaojia meant by dimension, he guessed a rough idea. He took a deep breath, tightened his right hand holding the pen, and explained lightly, "This is internal force. Transformation into form, using energy to form martial arts moves... This is the reason why the Buddhist Dharma that troubled the master before, and my writings that fell into the storm and turned into weeping ghosts and gods are all based on this principle. You have been with the Nine-Life Cat God for ten years, how can you stay connected? Don’t you understand this?”

"You also know old songs?" Shen Xiaojia looked sideways at Wenren Buyu and asked in surprise, "You still know that he has been with me for ten years, am I already famous all over the world?"

Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said lukewarmly, "The one who is famous all over the world is the Nine-Life Cat Shenqu Mo Xuan. He was originally on an equal footing with the four greatest masters in the world. It's a pity that he first hid for ten years and then died again. The Feixue Alley bloomed instantly, and Hanyue's Nine Styles finally came to an end..."

"No Jue, I'm still here!" Shen Xiaojia slowly pulled out the fire knife again, beads of sweat the size of peas oozing out from his forehead, looked directly at Dao Chi, and said in a deep voice, "Brother Dao Chi, there is something wrong with what you are doing. Come on, according to your rules, as long as you can tell the truth, you can be your master? You can't break your own rules. The most important thing in walking in the world is to keep your word!"

"These are four words!" Dao Chi said calmly, "Of course you follow the rules for others, but you are different, so naturally you have to be flexible!"

Shen Xiaojia secretly gathered his inner strength and concentrated on the fire knife, swallowed and said, "To be honest, everyone has one nose and two eyes, so what's the difference? Brother Dao Chi can't treat them differently, they have to be treated equally with a bowl of water!" "

"You are very good at reasoning, so I can't just reason with you. And your way is the way of justice for the people, which is very different. If you are not strong enough, you will only harm others and yourself. Of course, you have to fight..." From the corner of his eye, Dao Chi glanced at the man who was silent and still sitting on the statue of the God of Fire. He said in a calm tone, "You don't have to waste time delaying time like this. If you want to gather energy, you can freely mobilize your internal energy." , I won’t interrupt you.”

"So confident?" Shen Xiaojia struggled to lift his right foot and took half a step forward solemnly. Holding the knife in both hands, his whole body was full of energy. He was wearing a red shirt and licked his lips and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will suddenly chop you? ?You know, the sword in my hand is made of black iron, but what you have in your hand is just a wooden sword. It's such a disadvantage... How about you find a decent weapon first, I will wait for you here, I promise. Don’t run!”

"First, no matter when you chop me, it won't be sudden for me," Dao Chi smiled contemptuously, walked towards Shen Xiaojia easily and casually, as if walking on water, and said coldly, "Second Second, the strength of the weapon is not the key factor that affects a fight. For example, if a baby fights with an adult, no matter how sharp the weapon in the baby's hand is, it cannot hurt the adult... In my eyes, you Just an older baby!”

Shen Xiaojia watched the Taoist idiot getting closer and closer to him, and the cold sweat on his hands became more and more. He glanced at Chu Yunqiao who wanted to come to help but was blocked by the invisible aura of the Bagua diagram. He sniffed and said, "I You are already a real man, but you are still a child, so the baby should be you! My dear, my uncle advises you not to go any further, otherwise you will really get stabbed!"

"You talk a lot..." Dao Chi held a sword flower in his arm, carefully made a gesture, and shouted softly, "Qianzi, the ninth day of the lunar month, don't use Qianlong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, eight figures of Taoist idiots using different sword moves suddenly appeared around Bagua. They were actually the same as the Taoist idiots in front of Shen Xiaojia, making it difficult for people to tell which one was the real Taoist idiot.

The word "Qian" in the Bagua suddenly lit up, and the nine Taoist idiots all attacked Shen Xiaojia with fierce and swift sword moves.

In an instant, the Bagua diagram was filled with the sound of wind and thunder.

Shen Xiaojia only felt that his body was a little heavier. He hurriedly inserted the fire knife into the ground, gritted his teeth, and struggled to hold himself up from kneeling. His legs were trembling, and he stepped on several floor tiles under his feet, but he still stood upright.

"In this gossip, I am heaven and earth..." Dao Chi snorted coldly and said with cold eyes, "Shen Xiaojia, take out your courage, raise your fire knife, let me see your determination to fight against heaven and earth. !”

"I want to be stabbed so much..." Shen Xiaojia growled, holding the fire knife in his right hand, wiping it on his waist with his left hand, flicking it quickly, and said with a fierce expression, "I'll help you! How can I not avoid being stabbed in the rivers and lakes! Take my knife... …Xiao Jia’s flying knife, the knife is deadly!”

Whoosh! A black knife shot out of the air and shot straight towards the figure of a Taoist idiot in front of Shen Xiaojia's left, like a black lightning bolt.

Dao Chi's pupils shrank, and he wanted to retract his sword and turn around to resist, but he quickly gave up the idea. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically, "Is this your little flying knife? It's not long enough!"

The black knife just flew a few steps away, then fell softly and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Shen Xiaojia coughed slightly with an embarrassed look on his face, rubbed his neck and said, "I did it on purpose just now. I just wanted to find out your true position. At that moment, your figure stagnated for a moment. It seems that I guessed That's right..." He took out a black knife again and quickly threw it at the daoist figure again, completely ignoring the attacks from other directions, "The real you is the one who falls behind!"

The black flying knife suddenly shot out, this time it did not fall due to the weakness of the follow-up, and it reached the center of Dao Chi's eyebrows in an instant.

Surprisingly, Dao Chi did not dodge, but smiled strangely. After the black flying knife penetrated through, the figure suddenly disappeared.

"I told you not to use Qianlong...the key is this word Qianlong!"

Dao Chi's voice suddenly came out from behind Shen Xiaojia, and the red sword energy in the afterimage's hand suddenly rose.

A red sword energy pierced Shen Xiaojia's back like a comet, and the fierce energy actually destroyed the surrounding flying leaves into powder!

Shen Xiaojia was immediately startled. It was too late to dodge, so he had to use his internal strength, twist his body, pull out the fire knife, bend down, and hold the knife across his chest, preparing to receive the blow forcefully.

Just when the fire knife and the red sword energy were about to touch each other, the red sword energy suddenly dissipated, along with the figure of the Taoist idiot.

A sigh sounded.

"It seems you still don't understand..." The daoist figure who was right in front of Shen Xiaojia suddenly flashed, raised the red wooden sword without any sword energy, and stabbed Shen Xiaojia's back slowly and steadily.

, said in a cold voice, "I told you the direction is forward, but you insist on turning to the back... You are so stupid, how can you guard your own way!"

An ordinary sword, but it is the most deadly sword.

Chu Yunqiao, who was outside the Bagua, couldn't help but let out an exclamation. He held the Broken Water Sword in his hand and started running the Qinglian Sword Song crazily, but he only penetrated the tip of the sword an inch into the Bagua. After that, he could no longer move forward at all.

Shen Xiaojia, who was in Bagua, broke out in a cold sweat on his back. He worked hard, then failed again, and finally exhausted. He had just turned around with strong strength, but now he was exhausted. His body was empty, and it was difficult to raise any energy to block back.

Seeing that Dao Chi's red wooden sword was only one foot and three minutes away from Shen Xiaojia's back, he still had no intention of helping. He sat on the statue of the God of Fire with a gentle expression, as steady as a mountain.

Another sigh came out.

It's just that this time the sigh he made was no longer that of a Taoist idiot, but that of the person closest to Shen Xiaojia who was silent.

A wolf-hair pen suddenly appeared between the red wooden sword and Shen Xiaojia.

Bang!

The end of the wolf brush hit the red wooden sword, exploding endless air waves as thin as catkins.

After a moment of stalemate, the red wooden sword and the wolf brush simultaneously left Shen Xiaojia's back an inch and three inches away.

The remaining shadows of the Taoist idiot also dispersed, leaving only the true form directly in front of him.

The sudden change came to an end, and calm returned to the scene.

Nanru looked at the man in blue with a strange expression, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "It's a bit interesting."

The Taoist idiot frowned, tilted his neck and said, "What do you mean?"

Wenren silently lowered his hand and held the Langhao pen, his right hand trembling slightly, and curled his lips helplessly and said, "Don't look at me like that, there is nothing you can do, the teacher's orders cannot be violated, he can't die yet..."

"Oh? So... is this what Mr. Gu meant?" The Taoist idiot pulled off the gourd again, Gulong took a big gulp, smashed it in his mouth and said, "He also wants to get involved?"

"Master's thoughts are as deep as the ocean. How could I, a disciple, know..." Wenren shrugged silently, "He said that this kid can't die for the time being. That means this kid can't kill himself even if he wants to!"

Shen Xiaojia, who had just escaped from death, turned around and was about to say thank you. After hearing these words, his expression darkened again and he lowered his head in a dull manner as he thought about something.

"Isn't your master following the path of benevolence and righteousness? Why is he so domineering?" The Taoist idiot hung the gourd on his waist again and took a deep breath and said, "He interrupts without even saying hello... Scholars are so unreasonable.

?"

Hearing that the man was silent, his eyes were indifferent and he said, "You can't generalize... My master has been walking in barbaric lands all year round, and he is unreasonable and unreasonable!"

"Being unreasonable must be divided into targets," Dao Chi narrowed his eyes and said, "You are no match for me!"

Hearing the man's silence, he slowly unfolded the book, bit his left index finger lightly, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it onto a blank page. He lowered his eyes and said, "Your opponent is not me either... Confucius said, work should be done well.

To do anything, you must first sharpen your tools. The disciple was speechless after hearing this, and sincerely asked the sage Xunzi to lend Tai'a a sharp Confucian weapon for use!"

The words are about to fall, and the blood drops will also fall on the blank page, turning into countless blood streaks, and gradually outline a simple divine sword, vividly appearing on the paper.

At the same time, the corner of Dao Chi's mouth raised a smile with unclear meaning. He gently stroked the red wooden sword with the palm of his left hand and shouted softly, "The word Kun, Shang Liu, the dragon fights in the wild!"

In an instant, the Bagua on the ground quickly shrank and merged into the word Kun, which was submerged into the red wooden sword. Then a dragon roar sounded, and there were faint dragon patterns swimming on the red wooden sword.

Hearing the man's silence, he lightly scolded, "Go!"

The Taoist Chi shouted sharply, "Sick!"

The bloody Tai'a sword shot away like a rocket.

The red wooden sword flew away quickly like a swimming dragon.

The two swords were facing each other, but they suddenly turned around at the same time midway and stabbed towards the top of the statue of the God of Fire. In an instant, they were in front of Nanli, one after the other, with a tacit understanding.
Chapter completed!