The mountain peaks were covered with green ancient trees. After walking for more than half an hour, rows of bamboo forests appeared at the foot of the mountain. Chu Lang could faintly see a bamboo house not far away, and the sound of someone talking in the open space.
Chu Lang was overjoyed. When Mu Yueling told him about Zhuyunfeng Tingfeng Pavilion, he mistakenly thought that she was deceiving. Where could such a paradise-like secluded place exist?
But walking along the way, I found that the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and it is really a good place to cultivate one's health.
Chu Lang came outside the courtyard of the bamboo house and saw two old men playing chess on a stone table, looking happy and leisurely.
"Two seniors, is this Zhuyunfeng here?" Chu Lang said loudly while standing outside the yard without going in.
"Where did it come from?" an old voice sounded. Neither of the two old men raised their heads, still looking at the chessboard quietly.
"Young man Chu Lang, I have something important to come to Tingfeng Pavilion to see the master of Concubine Murong." Chu Lang frowned slightly and continued.
"Looking for the pavilion master, I think it's the little princess." An old man said calmly.
"It turns out that the two seniors have recognized the boy. I wonder if Yue Ling is okay? Is she on the mountain now?"[
"Hmph, you're here now, so you are an ungrateful person." An old man suddenly waved his hand, and a black shadow shot out.
Chu Lang's pupils shrank, this white-haired old man's cultivation was not simple. Chu Lang remained motionless, slightly raising his hand to hold a black chess piece that flashed in his hand.
Peng! Chu Lang only felt that the two fingers that pinched Black Qi were numb for a moment, and then spread to the entire arm. This guy's true energy is deep. If he hadn't grown up recently, he might have been able to handle it easily.
"Hey! This kid really has a few blows. It seems that we haven't moved our muscles and bones for a long time. Old guy, don't fight with me." The old man with white and black hair saw that the blow from the white-haired old man did not put any pressure on Chu Lang.
He immediately put down the white chess piece in his hand and became interested.
The old man's figure flashed and disappeared. Chu Lang suddenly felt something was wrong. He was about to retreat quickly, but he found that the air around his body was heavy, and the sky was full of pressure coming out of thin air.p
Chu Lang was shocked. Although his cultivation had advanced to the peak of the upper level of the upper spirit realm, he didn't know much about the magical powers and martial arts of the upper spirit realm.
Chu Lang hurriedly mobilized the true energy in his body, and the surge of true energy spread out. The energy of his spiritual consciousness controlled the surrounding spiritual power, forcing out the overwhelming oppression in the sky.
boom!
Two huge strands of true energy collided with each other in the air, erupting into a ball of blazing light. Then, with Chu Lang as the center, a tornado swept away, and Chu Lang was thrown into the air by a fierce force of energy.
The old man's figure suddenly appeared, and he punched out two consecutive punches with both hands to meet Chu Lang, who was in the air.
The punch was so fierce that floating particles could be seen in the air, and the swaying air waves spread towards Chu Lang.
Seeing this situation, Chu Lang didn't dare to underestimate it. Although he didn't understand the granular floating objects yet, the swaying air surface was extremely powerful and was about to explode at any time.
Chu Lang had to be on the safe side, so Feng Yujiu turned to Qinggong and pushed sideways from the air, steadily floating away from the yard and appearing on the path outside the yard.
But the old man's movements did not stop there, his fists changed to claws, and he grabbed Chu Lang in the air.[
A powerful big hand attacked, Chu Lang snorted coldly, and won with the simplest air-shattering fist.
A large amount of spiritual energy in the air surged around Chu Lang, and was mobilized in the blink of an eye. As the Shattering Sky Fist attacked vigorously, this was one of the magical powers of a powerful person in the upper spirit realm. It can use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to increase the power of the attack and multiply its power.
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A huge pressure rushed over the yard, and the two old men in the yard clearly felt that the sky was about to collapse.
The old man shouted: "Well done."
The techniques of his palms kept changing. His body gradually grew larger, his clothes expanded, and suddenly his palms moved forward. The technique was simple, but Chu Lang felt that this guy's palm was not that simple.
boom!
In the third attack, the surging energy blew the bamboo branches and leaves hanging down over the yard to all sides. The bamboo leaves were cut into pieces by the intense energy and floated in the sky above the yard.
"It's disrespectful to come back but not reciprocate." Chu Lang was attacked three times by the old man. How could he not fight back? He moved his hands up and down with Bingling's fingers and attacked the old man.
Bang bang bang!
Although the old man dodged several attacks, they also blasted out several large craters around him, which surprised the white-haired old man.
This fingering technique is not simple, it has reached a state of perfection. The white-haired old man stroked his beard and sighed secretly.
The old man with white and black hair had already flown over. Chu Lang knew that if he couldn't put some pressure on him, he might have to continue to use up the energy. With a wave of his hand and a thought, a sharp sword energy shot out.
Puff!
The old man did not expect that Chu Lang would draw his sword at the critical moment, and it was also sword energy. The sword energy was strange and elusive. Although the old man avoided the key place, his clothes were cut by two sword energy.
The old man yelled: "Boy, how dare you sneak attack."
"Haha, sneak attack, you underestimated people, watch the sword." Chu Lang succeeded in the attack and forced the old man to retreat. He grabbed the Bingso Youhuang tightly in his hand and attacked the old man.
The old man didn't know that Li had taken out a shiny golden pipe with a strange shape. It collided with the Bingpo Youhuang, and a burst of sparks exploded.
"Boy, if you dare to destroy my pipe, I won't take care of you." The old man saw several marks of varying depths on the pipe being slashed by Chu Lang's sword. His face was full of pain, and he screamed and rushed towards Chu Lang.
Chu Lang's Snow Shadow Flying Light Kung Fu combined with Feng Yu Jiu's transformation, his body skills followed him like a shadow, circling around the old man. The old man became more and more angry as he fought. Suddenly, a boy appeared out of nowhere. His martial arts skills were so powerful that he still can't see through this guy.
Where did his cultivation go?
On the surface, he has a high-level cultivation level in the Recasting Realm, but his real strength is at least a high-level cultivation level in the Upper Void Realm. Even if this kid started practicing in the womb, he would not be able to make such great progress. The white-haired old man was originally sitting at the stone table.
Chu Lang was shocked by his strength. He stood up unconsciously and watched the fight between Chu Lang and the old man intently.
"Even if the little girl Hua Feifeng wakes up from the devil, her cultivation has only reached the high level of the Upper Void Realm. Could it be that this kid has taken the same unusual route as the little girl Feifeng?" The white-haired old man looked puzzled.
"Old man Huang Xing, why don't you come over to help? You want to see me making a fool of myself."
"I mean, Fan Yong, you have the nerve to say it. You can't even deal with a kid. I think it's better to call him a loser." The white-haired old man Huang Xing heard that Fan Yong was getting more and more disadvantaged in the fight with Chu Lang. It seemed that he was not
Chu Lang's rival.
"Don't make sarcastic remarks there, why don't you try it and see how you can get better." Fan Yong shouted angrily.
"Humph, just come, I'm afraid of you." Huang Xing was not convinced, so he struck at him with a cane.
"Hey, you two old guys are really shameless. If you can't win in a one-on-one fight, you'll fight in a group instead?" Chu Lang suddenly felt the pressure and cursed angrily.
"Group fight? It's obviously two people, at most two against one. Where did the group fight come from? I'm watching." Fan Yong said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Chu Lang was able to handle it with ease at first, but gradually, the two guys with high-level cultivation in the virtual realm, especially the white-haired old man Huang Xing, were almost half-way into the spiritual realm.
However, Chu Lang was just not used to their magical powers and martial arts. After fighting with the two for dozens of rounds, Chu Lang slowly returned to the disadvantage. Moreover, he still had no trump card to use.
"Boy, is it possible that you are a powerful person in the spiritual realm?" Huang Xing became more frightened the more he fought, the two of them worked together to defeat Chu Lang, which shocked Huang Xing greatly. Judging from his age, it was nothing more than
Twenty-two-three, when did such a pervert appear in the world?
"It's rare to have that kind of training today. If you have any magical powers, use them as soon as possible." Chu Lang slowly calmed down. These days, he has been practicing alone in boredom. Now he has two high-level cultivations in the upper virtual realm.
How could you miss someone who is your opponent?
"Humph, that's what you said? I won't fight, what can you do to me?" Fan Yong said playfully.
"Really? Then just stand still and see if I don't spank you." Chu Lang suddenly noticed a few people coming from a distance, thinking that the fight here had already alerted the people in Tingfeng Pavilion.
"Boy, you are arrogant, look at your palm."
"Old guy, I don't know whether to live or die, just look at the sword."
Palm versus sword, no one is afraid of whom. Chu Lang's huge sword stabbed him, causing Fan Yong to scream and hurriedly ducked aside.
"Good guy, you really took action."
"Ah, it's Brother Chu, it's really Brother Chu." A delicate voice sounded, which shocked Chu Lang's heart, and his consciousness swept over to see clearly.
"Yue Ling, Feifeng, you are here, are you okay?" Chu Lang was surprised. He forced the two old men back with one move, and ducked in front of Mu Yueling and Hua Feifeng, saying with excitement on his face.
"I'm fine." Hua Feifeng nodded and kept looking at Chu Lang. The two girls looked at Chu Lang up and down, which made everyone around them look weird.
Chu Lang didn't care about other people. He looked at the two sweethearts he had missed for a long time and took them into his arms. Smelling the familiar smell, Chu Lang's heart had never felt more at ease and peaceful.
Huang Xing and Fan Yong were shocked by Concubine Mu Rong's gaze. They were the elders of Tingfeng Pavilion, and they usually favored Mu Yueling. Knowing that this boy was the one who affected Mu Yueling's emotions, they decided to teach him a lesson.
I just didn't expect that Chu Lang's cultivation was beyond the capabilities of the two of them, and they would lose the rice by stealing the chicken.
"It's disrespectful to be an elder, huh." Concubine Murong felt a lot when she saw her daughter and niece showing their long-lost happy smiles, and left with several elders one after another. The sound of fighting just now was mistaken for those people who had killed the mountain in advance.
Chu Lang took the hands of Mu Yueling and Hua Feifeng, walked through a bamboo forest, and came to a quiet place. He had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start at the moment.
"Brother Chu, I can't tell that the black and white elders are no match for you. I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Mu Yueling's dress is a bit mature. Although her actual age is younger than Hua Feifeng, she is now dressed as a woman, and her clothes
Broad and graceful, her figure seems to be plumper than before.
"By chance, have you two been listening to Feng Pavilion all this time?" Chu Lang asked with concern, holding the two of them on both sides while sitting on a boulder.