Chapter 4 Changting Ancient Taoist Words in the World
On the long street and along the ancient road, the cool breeze blows and the winter air is cold.
At a small tea stall.
Zhuo Junyan and Jin Wuxin drank herbal tea together.
Jin Wuxin was sitting carelessly, with one big foot resting on a long wooden bench, not at all genteel.
His big eyes stared at Zhuo Junyan.
Just because he just discovered that the tea was worthless - he couldn't ask anything.
If you ask, he will answer: He has lost his memory, he doesn't remember, he doesn't know.
I don’t know if I ask three questions!
Even the worldly affairs and human relations are unknown to him. The only thing he knows is that his name is Zhuo Junyan.
Meaningless!
On the contrary, Zhuo Junyan kept asking questions, and Jin Wuxin was so annoyed by his questions that he wished he could have his head slapped and shout amnesia so as not to ignore him anymore.
Zhuo Junyan knew from this that the world here was called Hongyuan, and it had four continents.
The place where he is now is the Eastern Continent. There are seven kingdoms on it, and the Moon Kingdom is one of them.
People here mostly practice martial arts, and they are divided into martial realm and transformation realm, each with five levels.
The first level of the five realms is the initial stage of martial arts.
This heavy level fortified the body to strengthen the body, and the Dantian was newly opened. It does not allow any decent martial arts, but it is quick in action, runs like a horse, and is powerful in battle.
The force within the second level is small. When you strike, the energy will appear on the outside, but the energy on the inside will be strong and strong. When it is released, it will sound like tigers and leopards thundering, and its power will be infinite.
The White Tiger Fist man that Jin Wuxin captured before was named Bai Chong. Like Jin Wuxin, he was a second-level martial artist. He had a strong vitality, but he could also control the energy to take shape and exert force externally. This was the reason.
Bai Zhong was not weak in martial arts. He had never practiced martial arts. Seventeen or eighteen people were no match for him. It was really bad luck that he ended up running into Zhuo Junyan's hands.
In addition to this, there is another category of people who are aliens.
Strangers are different from warriors in that they are born with special abilities. Strangers can also practice martial arts, and those who practice both different martial arts will be stronger.
In addition, martial arts also has sects, and powerful sects have countless secret techniques and unique skills. Therefore, rank cannot explain too many problems.
In contrast, Zhuo Junyan is more concerned about how far the gun can take him.
From the current point of view, an ordinary second-level martial arts master will definitely not be able to block hot weapons. At best, he can only hold on for a while longer than ordinary people.
Very good!
After understanding the general situation at this moment, Zhuo Junyan asked: "By the way, Brother Jin, have you heard of the Eternal Cloud Skill?"
Jin Wuxin held a bowl of hot tea, drank it like wine, and said angrily: "Who in the world doesn't know the fundamental magic of Qingfeng Sect?"
"What about the natural power of creation, the Vajra Indestructible Sutra?" Zhuo Junyan asked again.
Jin Wuxin became increasingly unhappy: "The Natural Creation Kung Fu is the fundamental Kung Fu of the Shenmu Sect, the Vajra Indestructible Sutra is the Kung Fu of the Immortal Sect, and who doesn't know the magical kung fu of the nine top sects in the world?"
The world he talks about refers to the sky of this continent!
Is that so?
In other words, the mental method that the system gives you is not created by any system, but is something that originally existed in this world?
Jin Wuxin suddenly realized something and looked at him confused: "Didn't you say you had lost your memory? How could you remember these exercises?"
Zhuo Junyan said casually: "I always think of something, maybe I am recovering gradually."
Jin Wuxin scratched his scalp: "Then what you recovered are useless things."
Zhuo Junyan didn't say anything, he just drank the bowl of old bitter tea slowly and felt the unobstructed and pleasant wind on the long street.
It seems light and casual, but in fact the system has begun to be strengthened.
Now that he has a gun in his hand, he naturally chooses the Vajra Sutra for defense recovery.
After selecting the sutra, all other mental methods on the mental method column disappeared. At the same time, an additional article about the Vajra Indestructible Sutra appeared in Zhuo Junyan's mind. He understood its meaning and understood the method of operation.
Current mental method 1: Vajra Indestructible Gong (not yet started).
Below is a red line.
Zhuo Junyan pulled the red line to the end, and saw that the deterrence dropped by a hundred points, and the suffix of the Vajra Indestructible Skill had become (level one).
There was an inexplicable surge of power in my body, and I felt refreshed and energetic.
System prompt:
Current foundation: 2 organs, 1 skin and bone, 10 internal strength.
Current level: Beginner of the first level of martial arts.
According to the scriptures, the human body is divided into four basic parts: organs, qi and blood, meridians, and skin and bones. Among them, the organs are responsible for nourishment, the qi and blood are responsible for transformation, the meridians are responsible for movement, and the skin and bones are responsible for protection.
Organs 2, Skin and Bone 1 represent the corresponding enhancement, and the red line represents the progress of the mind method at the current stage.
The second level requires 200 deterrents.
He previously had a total of 226 points of deterrence, and had already consumed a hundred. The remaining points were not enough to reach the full level, so he simply ignored it and opened the martial arts column.
There are also three types of martial arts.
They are combat skills, auxiliary skills and body skills. The number far exceeds the mental skills. At a glance, they are densely packed and vast.
Zhuo Junyan adheres to the concept of defense first and looks for defensive martial arts directly from combat skills.
Iron Cloth Shirt: Using internal force to stir up one's own clothes, it can resist external attacks.
Learning does not consume deterrence, only improvement requires it.
The first level upgrade of the Iron Cloth Shirt only requires 20 deterrence points. Zhuo Junyan upgraded the Iron Cloth Shirt three times, spending a total of 120 deterrence points. Then the system prompted him that he needed to improve his mental skills in order to further improve his martial arts.
On his side, he was operating the system, but Jin Wuxin on the other side had noticed something was wrong.
There seemed to be something different about Zhuo Junyan in front of him.
He is still the same person, still calm and composed, with a cold face, but Qi has emerged in his body.
The wind blew through the tea stall, but could not move a single corner of Zhuo Junyan's clothes.
Sitting down calmly, I felt a bit calm and steady.
This is a sign that internal strength has begun to develop, body and mind are nourished, muscles and bones are strong, and blood and qi are flowing.
Jin Wuxin was surprised: "You know martial arts?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't."
"Then why haven't you seen it revealed before?"
"I lost my memory, I just remembered."
"Isn't martial arts instinctive? How can there be any reason to regain consciousness after amnesia?"
"There are so many mysteries in the world, and the mysteries of the human body are the most difficult to understand. How can you be sure that martial arts cannot be forgotten? Maybe I am still a strange person, but I haven't remembered it yet."
Jin Wuxin's face darkened: "You are a person with a mysterious background and unclear words. Maybe I should arrest you and go to the Yamen. When the board falls, I will arrest you if I say anything!"
Zhuo Junyan said lightly: "You, like Bai Zhong, are both at the second level of martial arts. What he can't do, you can't do either. Why bother yourself? If you have any questions, just ask them here. It won't hurt the friendship by doing anything.
good?"
"Where does the friendship between you and me come from?"
"I will accept your love after drinking your tea."
"I don't care about it!"
"Then I'll save some money!"
"Then what if I care about it?"
"Give you a big buck!"
Jin Wuxin slapped the table: "This friendship is so cheap!"
Zhuo Junyan held the teacup in his hand: "It's good to have it, don't be greedy!"
You have something to say, I have something to say, tit for tat, never give in.
The two of them were fighting against each other like cockfighting cocks.
The next moment, there was admiration in their eyes, and they burst out laughing.
Jin Wuxin pointed at him: "You are so interesting!"
Zhuo Junyan shook his finger: "You are boring!"
You actually said I was boring?
Jin Wuxin's eyes widened and he was about to speak when he saw a group of people approaching not far away.
The leader looked familiar, it was the driver Xian Na.
When the driver saw Zhuo Junyan, he showed a fierce look and pointed at Zhuo Junyan: "That's him! Beat me!"
The crowd rushed out like wolves and tigers.
Holding a stick, carrying a staff, and even raising a rake and sickle.
Although people are messy, their fighting spirit is high.
Trouble is coming!
The two people at the tea stall were excited at the same time.
Zhuo Junyan smiled and asked Jin Wuxin: "If I hit them, wouldn't it be against the law?"
Jin Wuxin leaned against the beam and said in a grand manner: "Just stop killing people."
"Easy to say." Zhuo Junyan nodded.
At this time, a servant had rushed over first.
Before Zhuo Junyan could get up, he picked up the wine bowl and threw it down, landing on the servant's head. The servant fainted immediately.
Jin Wuxin crossed his arms, as if watching the battle, and said: "I don't have any martial arts skills, but my shots are clean and neat."
Two more servants rushed forward and shot down two sticks on the left and right.
Zhuo Junyan finally stood up, avoided the stick, stepped forward and bullied himself, knocked down two more people with every move, and dodged another stick, causing the tea stall table to shatter.
"Don't smash the old man's stall!" The old man at the tea stall was heartbroken.
"I will compensate you." Zhuo Junyan staggered forward and punched, this time knocking one person away.
Although Zhuo Junyan didn't know boxing, he had fighting skills after all. At this moment, he continued to attack, and he felt that his strength had really soared, and his reaction was a little faster.
Just then, the coachman also rushed over. Seeing several companions being knocked away, he stopped in shock: "Are you a martial artist?"
"Yes." Zhuo Junyan kicked the coachman on the knee, knocking him to his knees, picked him up, and hit the people behind him, knocking them down.
The deterrence value is increased.
Zhuo Junyan became more and more interested. He picked it up with his foot and a stick fell into his hand. He simply beat the driver hard, causing the driver to roll around on the ground and wail incessantly.
"stop!"
A figure suddenly appeared and pounced on Zhuo Junyan from the air. Zhuo Junyan casually picked up the driver and held him upright in front of him.
The man was forced to stop his hand. At the same time, Zhuo Junyan pushed the driver forward. The man hugged the driver and kicked him right in the face.
Bang!
The man had been thrown heavily and flew out. Only then did Zhuo Junyan see clearly that he was kicking a young man in his twenties. He could be considered a handsome guy. Unfortunately, there was a big footprint on his face. The wind god turned into a turtle on the soles of his feet.
The scene was completely silent.
The head of the Du family was beaten?
And he kicked him in the face?
"Bastard!!!" Du Zhishui was shocked and angry, pushing the driver to unsheath his sword.
The chirping sound of cicadas is clear and sweet.
But the next moment this crisp sound sounded a discordant note.
Keng!
Amidst the sound of gold and iron striking, Du Zhishui found that a piece of his sword had broken into pieces. The long sword was hit by a collision and almost flew out of his hand.
Zhuo Junyan pointed his Beretta at Du Zhishui: "If you move again, this shot will not hit your sword, but your head! I want to see if your sword is stronger or your head is stronger?"
This world has never seen a gun, and you have to add explanations when using a gun. Zhuo Junyan felt very unhappy.
Du Zhishui looked at Zhuo Junyan blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The group of servants were also dumbfounded. They didn't dare to step forward for a while, but they all shouted: "You are so brave. Do you know who you are playing tricks on?"
"No one in Huai'an County dares to bully our Du family."
"Don't put down your weapons yet!"
Everyone was barking like a mad dog, but no one dared to come forward.
At this time, another sweet and crisp call came from not far away: "Brother!"
A girl in red ran over, it was Du Xuanling whom I had seen before.
She quickly ran to her brother and helped Du Zhishui up. She had never seen the power of a gun. She ignored Beretta's "majesty" and glared at Zhuo Junyan: "You are so barbaric. You have repeatedly bullied us! You are really serious.
Are people from the Du family easy to bully?"
The voice is soft and the tone is sonorous!
Zhuo Junyan smiled slightly.
In order to deter demand, they simply go all the way arrogantly.
On the contrary, when Jin Wuxin saw Du Xuanling, he jumped up as if he had taken medicine. He no longer had the demeanor of just watching the battle, pointed his finger at Zhuo Junyan and shouted: "Zhuo Junyan, that's enough!"
Zhuo Junyan was a little surprised by Jin Wuxin's sudden change.
Looking at him again, his eyes kept glancing at Du Xuanling, his eyes flickered, and he wandered for a while, but he never left Du Xuanling's side, and he knew something in his mind.
Turns out it’s still a licking dog!
Considering that Jin Wuxin had just invited him to drink tea and explained many things to him, Zhuo Junyan always wanted to give him some face.
He shrugged and pointed at the coachman and said, "You saw it too. This guy gathered a group of people and wanted to teach me a lesson."
Du Zhishui was stunned: "Did our people hit you first?"
Zhuo Junyan sneered: "Actually, I don't care who is right or wrong."
Du Zhishui stood up slowly, looked at the gun in Zhuo Junyan's hand, turned around and asked, "Is that what happened?"
The group of servants lowered their heads and dared not speak.
This is tantamount to admission.
Du Zhishui took a long breath: "Thank you Jin for coming forward. It seems that my people caused trouble first this time."
Jin Wuxin hummed, looked at the coachman, frowned and said, "The injury is not serious, I'm afraid I will have to lie down for a few days."
Then he said to Zhuo Junyan: "Zhuo Junyan, although they are looking for trouble, you are still too harsh."
At this moment, he spoke in a measured and measured manner, which was no longer the same as before. Sure enough, with the beauty by his side, his style changed drastically.
Zhuo Junyan took out the ingot of silver from his body and said, "I'll pay for it."
This money was given by Du Xuanling before.
Du Zhishui said: "Who cares about your money? Don't my Du family have any money?"
As he spoke, he raised his sword and brushed his fingers across the back of the sword with a graceful and graceful movement.
Looking at the gap on the sword with heartache, he glared at Zhuo Junyan: "Your name is Zhuo Junyan? You hit my man, so you can ignore this matter. But you hit me in the face, destroyed my sword, and humiliated me in public... This account