"Haha, shouldn't we all go home after selling the spiritual treasures? Why are we here again?"
Beirong martial arts cultivator also knew that if he fought with the Zhao people on the opposite side, he would not be able to get away with it, but he couldn't find a place to vent his anger. It happened that another group of Zhao people came, and they had nothing to do with the opposite party.
, isn’t it the best person to vent your anger on?
The guy in front of me is weak, but the cultivator hiding nearby is powerful, but the relationship between them is unclear.
"It seems that the land of Hebei does not prohibit anyone from coming or going. You Beirong people can come, but can't the Zhao people come?"
Although Chen Huaisheng is unwilling to conflict with the other party because there is no profit to be gained, it does not mean that he cares too much about the other party's face.
Just because you don't want to fight doesn't mean you're afraid of fighting this battle.
Being suddenly and forcefully slapped by Chen Huaisheng, Beirong Wuxiu became even more angry. A fierce light flashed in his eyes and he suppressed his anger: "Are you here to do something evil? Why, do you want the snipe and the clam to compete for the fisherman's profit, or the mantis to catch the cicada and the oriole?
Behind?"
"Whatever you say, of course, if both of you are killed, it doesn't matter if I pass by and pick up some bargains, right?" Chen Huaisheng said cheerfully: "Anyway, you are both dead, no matter what.
It’s the Lord’s thing, who should I leave it to? What a pity.”
Chen Huaisheng's frankness made a group of Beirong martial arts cultivators and Zhang Taiquan angry. How could there be such a shameless person?
And so candid!
But what they said is right. If both sides lose and die, who can refuse to pick up a bargain while passing by? It would be the same for you.
At the end, there was a word of pity. The tone and attitude were so vivid that it made people feel a bit itchy.
"You really don't see anyone outside, kid." Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but interrupt, "Aren't you afraid that we will kill you with one hand?"
"If you could do it, you might have done it, but the problem is that you can't do it."
Chen Huaisheng has already raised his magic power to the extreme, and he is protected by Bijiao Yuanjun, but what if both parties suddenly attack him, and Bijiao Yuanjun will not be able to take care of him?
Of course, this possibility is close to zero, and they have to guard against each other. In addition, they will also have reservations until Lord Bijiao Yuan does not show up and his true strength is not fully exposed.
"Besides, what's the benefit of killing me just because I sold more than 10,000 spiritual stones from Cold Spring Stone Core?"
Chen Huaisheng told him frankly, "Besides, if you kill me, you will have more than 10,000 spiritual stones to share between your two families? How much can you share? It's not worth it, it's not cost-effective."
What Chen Huaisheng said was truly frank, plain and simple, and nothing was covered up.
People on both sides were a little off guard by Chen Huaisheng, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
It was the Beirong martial arts cultivator who took the lead with a sullen expression on his face. He tilted his head slightly and gestured with his eyes. The tallest Beirong martial arts cultivator suddenly jumped up and transformed into a golden tiger with the beast-swallowing ring-headed golden sword. It rushed towards Chen Huai and wanted to devour him.
born.
He did not take action, but arranged for a companion to take action. Beirong was still very cautious because they were not sure about the attitudes of Zhang Taiquan and the foreign cultivator hiding behind, so they chose such a candidate as the most suitable.
Although Chen Huaisheng took precautions, he did not expect that the Beirong martial arts cultivator activated by the Golden Tiger Statue would come to fight and use his spiritual consciousness to stop Bijiao Yuanjun from taking action. Instead, he chose to be tough on his own.
If even such a character has to rely on Bijiao Yuanjun to protect him, Chen Huaisheng feels that his will to grow will be weakened sooner or later, and he will not dare to fight. Being timid in fighting is what he has always wanted to avoid.
Almost every change in his body was related to the fierce battles he experienced, and the consequences of such fierce battles were that he was seriously injured.
This seems like a risk to his life, but with his strong Taoist background and the existence of the three spirits in the cauldron, Chen Huaisheng feels that this risk is worth it, otherwise he would never be able to survive in such a short period of time.
It has already reached the foundation building level in the middle of the year.
He estimated that if he followed the steps step by step, even if he was nourished by spiritual treasures, and even if he studied hard and practiced hard, he would be at the ninth level of foundation building, and he might not even be able to reach it.
Look at the huge gap between Zhao Sitian and himself at the beginning, and the difference between Xuan Chimei and Yu Xianxian when he first entered the sect, they are worlds apart.
It is also a world of difference now, but this time the sky and the earth are reversed. Without this kind of hard battle and death battle to stimulate the potential of sharpening one's Tao body, it is absolutely impossible to break through the foundation building.
My talents are not much better than theirs, and even not as good as them in some aspects, but opportunity and my own special way of tempering and tempering are the reasons for my true rise.
In the perception of cultivators, spiritual roots are far more important than Taoist bones. This is correct to a certain extent. After all, spiritual roots represent understanding, the upper limit and opportunity for your breakthrough. This is the most intuitive manifestation of talent.
The Tao Gu is more about your ability to withstand failure. This is just the lower limit.
No matter how high your lower limit is, there is still a certain level, and even if your lower limit is the middle level of Qi refining, it may mean that your upper limit is a high level of Qi refining, but for an ambitious monk, high level Qi refining is definitely not the highest goal.
Just like every college entrance examination student, the goal is not to mention Qingbei, but they are definitely eager to hit 985 or 211, even if it is just a dream.
But for me, it is precisely this super powerful load-bearing capacity that allows me to activate the potential of my entire body, including my spiritual roots, bones, meridians, and blood marrow in the process of resisting injuries.
Stimulating potential is easier said than done. If it is too much, it will go crazy, and at worst, it will be life and death on the spot. To stimulate it by fighting on the battlefield will increase the risk several times. No one can take this road, which is the same as seeking death.
Strange, but Chen Huaisheng left.
The suddenly attacking golden tiger statue suddenly cast its magic power at the moment it approached, and the golden sword light disappeared into the golden tiger's illusion, and the murderous intention was deeply rooted in his bones.
Chen Huaisheng activated the Tianluo magic shield, and also used the black wood talisman to protect his body. At the moment of meeting the blow, the thunder method was fully activated, and the third level of the extreme sea thunder thundered from thousands of mountains!
Thunder and lightning suddenly filled the air, like cracking in the sky, without any warning, covering the tall martial artist's body, catching him off guard.
Fortunately, he is also a strong martial artist at the Zifu level. The protective ability of martial arts is at least one to two levels stronger than that of human spiritual practitioners.
The thunder method entered his body and tore apart the martial arts energy in his body. The entire meridians boiled, making the face of this burly martial artist and his beard burn. A trace of fire bloomed at the tip of his beard, and he couldn't help but roar in pain.
One sound.
Chen Huaisheng also felt uncomfortable.
The power of the Dharma image from the martial arts cultivator at the Zifu level directly engulfed him. The Tianluo Dharma Shield could not withstand the opponent's powerful force. The ferocious squeezing force seemed to crush all the bones in his body to pieces, and his meridians,
The blood marrow was rolling and bumping under this heavy swallowing and squeezing force, making Chen Huaisheng feel that his body was almost as limp as a ball of gluten.
One move determines victory or defeat, without any tricks.
Beirong Wuxiu relied on the fact that he had two strong men to protect him, so he did not hold anything back and launched his Golden Tiger Swallowing the Sky without reservation. The same was true for Chen Huaisheng, in addition to using the necessary body-protecting energy to activate the Tianluo Magic Shield.
, I only activated the Xuanmu Talisman to enhance my body protection, and used the rest of my strength to activate Ten Thousand Mountains Thunder, which only struck one blow!
Chen Huaisheng collapsed to the ground softly, his face was as pale as gold, his mouth, nose, eyes and ears were bleeding, but his eyes were still staring at him.
The burly martial artist's whole body was charred black, with black blood clots spitting out from his mouth and nose. His entire hair and beard were gleaming with flames. His body was trembling slightly, but he still stabbed the ground with his golden sword to stabilize his body.
Bijiao Yuanjun finally appeared, standing in front of Chen Huaisheng like a ghost. After a brief look, he knew that although Chen Huaisheng was seriously injured, his life was not worried. His Taoist body was slightly damaged, but with the spiritual treasure in his body, there was no need for it.
Worry too much.
The Beirong monk who was playing with the tooth sword on the opposite side also stepped forward, raised his hand and punched the spiritual power into the body of the burly martial artist, suppressing the internal fire that was slowly floating in his body, and then took a pill for the opponent.
Then he looked at Chen Huaisheng with surprised eyes.
"I underestimated you. I didn't expect that a small character at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment could actually activate the spell combat power of the eighth level of Foundation Establishment. No, this should be close to the combat power of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, right? Your thunder magic is not good at all.
It’s a bit weird, it’s actually so powerful without external help, Yuanba is not unjustly hurt this time!”
The burly martial artist was still a little angry, but was suppressed by his brother. He could only wriggle his throat bitterly and remained silent.
"But I'm afraid your body-protecting magic power is a little short of that. It's just that. You should leave some room to strengthen it, but you have to show off your thunder attack. Haha, I'm afraid you'll feel like Yuanba's golden tiger swallowing the sky.
It’s also uncomfortable. If I don’t stay in bed for half a year after I go back, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get up.”
Talkative!
The villain will definitely die from talking too much in the future!
Chen Huai was lying on the ground unable to move, but his mind was very clear.
The opponent's martial arts energy shattered his own energy shield, which was expected, but the strengthened black wood talisman also failed to block it. The martial arts energy rushed into his own meridians and blood marrow, killing him.
The meridians and blood marrow were in a mess, and seventeen cracks appeared in the Dao bones again, which was still beyond my expectation.
But I can handle it myself.
As for being bedridden for half a year, Chen Huaisheng sneered in his heart. He would be able to get up in three days at most, and he would be back to his original state in less than ten days. He had this confidence.
But now the feeling was unpleasant. The sore, numb and painful feeling was like an ant bite, but because of the chaos in his meridians and blood marrow, he was unable to channel his Qi and could only hold on.
Seeing that Chen Huaisheng had difficulty even speaking, the Beirong martial arts cultivator stopped talking. His eyes fell on Bijiao Yuanjun, and then glanced at Zhang Taiquan and the other two people on the other side, thoughtfully: "What does Brother Dao want?"
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Chapter completed!