Chapter 652: The Golden Scale Out of Water Transforms into the Azure Dragon
Shen Hua Zhengui is the master of Qinglong Temple, but he still maintains the good habits of his youth. He likes to run in the morning.
Born in a village under Qinglong Mountain, he will never forget the scene when he was spotted by an old Taoist with a white beard during his morning jog and was taken directly to the mountain to become his disciple. That was Shen Huazhen's master.
Shen Huazhen’s master took a Taoist nickname, Lingxiu.
Taoist Lingxiu was very kind to Shen Huazhen and taught him everything he had learned. When Shen Huazhen was twenty-five years old, he could not lose to his master in terms of cultivation. Taoist Lingxiu had one shortcoming: he was unwilling to delegate power and was unwilling to compete with others. When he became a more outstanding disciple, he became vigilant and planned to make Shen Huazhen an elder.
There is a rule in Qinglong Temple: the elder is the elder, and he cannot be the leader in his life.
Therefore, a few days after Taoist Lingxiu made this decision, he went crazy and died, his whole body burned to charcoal by the inner fire...
No one knows how a spiritual Taoist with outstanding cultivation could suddenly become possessed by a demon. He didn't even have the concentration to stop his inner demons, and his heart burned directly in his body.
There is a legend: Shen Huazhen dug a tunnel in the secret room where Taoist Lingxiu was retreating. He suddenly appeared when Taoist Lingxiu was attacking the realm of Ruoxu. He sealed his heart with a palm behind Taoist Lingxiu, causing Lingxiu's true energy to lose control and the inner fire to spread. When the Taoist boy collected the body, he found that the spine of Taoist Lingxiu was shattered.
Of course it is just a legend. The Taoist boy disappeared inexplicably a few days after the death of Taoist Lingxiu.
Shen Huazhen cleaned up the situation, suppressed the rumors, and there was a slight backlash when he took over the position of Qinglong Temple. He was also a tyrant. He calmly dealt with a few people who dissatisfied with him, and made Qinglong Temple into a monolith. .
This morning when Shen Huazhen was running in the morning, a handsome young man suddenly jumped out from the mountain in front of him and shouted: "Shen Huazhen of Qinglong Temple, I want to compete with you."
There were strong winds and waves, but Shen Huazhen really didn't take this kid to heart.
Opposite Chen Zhe stepped on the ground step by step, which was extremely solid. Although he was thin, he seemed to be stepping on the ground like an elephant.
"More than enough weight, not enough lightness."
This was Shen Huazhen's initial judgment. Since he became the master of Qinglong Temple, he has often competed with others. There are martial arts masters and spiritual masters. It can be seen at a glance that Chen Zhe is a master of foreign martial arts. He should have practiced Tan. The legs work hard all the way, and the steps are quick and powerful.
If someone comes to challenge him, he will accept the challenge himself and do nothing else except fight all day long. Shen Huazhen narrowed his eyes slightly and kept walking. He lightly grasped his right hand and took a step forward. He was already several meters away. outside.
"Younger generation, do you think anyone can compete with me?" Shen Huazhen smiled coldly, with a flash of light in his eyes. He used his insight into the way of heaven from the seventh level of the Heavenly Ruoxu Realm, and immediately distanced himself from Chen Zhe. At Chen Zhe's speed, he would never be able to catch up with Shen Huazhen. This is the power of a great practitioner.
Who knew that Chen Zhe suddenly accelerated, swung his body slightly, and still caught up with Shen Huazhen.
Shen Huazhen was careless for a moment and was broken in by Chen Zhe. She felt strange: I just underestimated the enemy and used too shallow understanding of the way of heaven. I was accidentally hit by this young man and broke in.
Chen Zhe is too young, and he pretends to be a martial arts practitioner. Shen Huazhen doesn't think anyone can realize the way of heaven at the age of twenty. There is currently no such person in the spiritual world.
As soon as he was careless, Chen Zhe was already close to him in a few steps.
Shen Huazhen's lips curled up: "Fighting hand to hand, and a sword... Are you pretending, but this young man's movement is really fast,"
He still didn't take it seriously. As a great practitioner, he was involved in close combat. He practiced the Chinese martial arts of Wing Chun, Bajiquan, Tai Chi, Xingyi, Bagua, and Shen Huazhen, and he was proficient in all of them. Known for everything, he doesn't have much intention, but his attacks are powerful.
At this moment, Shen Huazhen, just like his master decades ago, started to love talents, and even thought for a moment: "This young man is really a good young man. A little polishing of raw jade can make it a useful tool. "
He planned to punish Chen Zhe a little, so that the young man would know that the sky is high and the sky is high. When the time comes, it would be good to have both kindness and power, and it would be good to have a disciple.
When Chen Zhe came close to him, Shen Huazhen clenched her right hand into a fist and kept walking, already planning to teach this kid a lesson.
Who would have thought that when Chen Zhe immediately approached Shen Huazhen, he took a step slower. The distance was very close, but not close enough. He turned around and already pulled out the sword.
The distance between the two of them is a little far in hand-to-hand combat, but a little close in a sword fight.
It's okay to use a dagger at such a close distance. Drawing a sword is something a master would never do. Chen Zhe deliberately violated the principles of martial arts. To Shen Huazhen's expectation, the sword was born with light. The sharp advantage of the Emperor's Hate Sword was brought into play, and his body With one turn, the sword tilted upward.
A breeze blew, and Shen Huazhen's heart trembled. He immediately caught some of the fierce sword intent, and suddenly he was sweating profusely: "This guy is a master of cultivation, and he has just begun to develop sword intent. This sword is not simple at all. This distance... …It’s hard to dodge,”
Otherwise, youth is capital. If Chen Zhe were ten years older, Shen Huazhen would be more afraid of him and would not let him get close to her no matter what.
Shen Huazhen was careless for a moment, so of course he would not be injured by Chen Zhe's sharp sword. He raised his steps lightly and floated, intending to distance himself from Chen Zhe.
He floated out, dozens of meters away, and planned to turn around and face the enemy: "Boy, are you pretending to be a pig and trying to defeat the tiger?"
As soon as he stopped, he found that Chen Zhe was still following behind him. The sword he had struck just now was still going strong, and the tip of the sword was still hanging one foot behind Shen Huazhen.
It's not that Chen Zhe doesn't want to kill Shen Huazhen with a sword, but that the other party understands the way of heaven more than he does. With such a difference of one foot, time seems to slow down a lot. The closer he gets to Shen Huazhen, the harder it is to thrust forward with the sword: " Great cultivators are indeed extraordinary,"
Shen Huazhen was even more surprised than Chen Zhe: When did such a young man with continuous sword intent appear in the world of cultivation? No, if it were the realm of Ruoxu, I would have died just now when I was careless.
Shen Huazhen twisted her body on tiptoes and kicked her diagonally, intending to use the opportunity to turn around and face Chen Zhe. Great practitioners do not stick to tricks. This kick has a shadow of Taekwondo, but it is definitely not.
He turned around and found that Chen Zhe was no longer in front of him, but the sword intent was still flowing behind him, and Chen Zhe was still behind him.
Chen Zhe's cultivation was not as good as his opponent's, so he had a slight upper hand just now.
If Shen Huazhen faced him, he would immediately receive a fierce counterattack from the great cultivator. He refused, and after all his efforts, he turned around in a circle and stood behind Shen Huazhen again. It was just the tip of Emperor Hate's sword that moved towards him again. Passed three inches forward.
Zhang Ruoling, who was in the distance, was already surprised: "The leader's move... is both rogue and sinister. It really suits his character."
I thought that Chen Zhe would complete the mission if he supported ten moves, suffered some injuries, and escaped from Shen Huazhen's hands. Unexpectedly, he actually took action to gain the upper hand and succeeded.
During the Three Kingdoms period, among the three kingdoms of Wei, Shu and Wu, Shu was the weakest and could not withstand consumption as well as the other two parties. Zhuge Liang's strategy for Shu was to take the initiative to attack and try to bring the war to the other side's territory, so there were six expeditions out of Qishan.
Chen Zhe is not as strong as Shen Huazhen. The strategy he has formulated for himself is to take the initiative to attack and not give the opponent a chance to fight back.
However, Shen Huazhen was in a higher level than Chen Zhe. She sneered and understood Chen Zhe's thoughts: "Young boy, he is very sophisticated and insidious when he takes action."
He put the fingers of his left hand behind his back, waiting for Chen Zhe's sword to stab him, and simply stopped hiding.
Chen Zhe's sword tip was immediately pushed forward two inches. This time it was not him who took the initiative to attack, but Shen Huazhen who took the initiative to let him stab him. He wanted to take the initiative to defend against the enemy and regain the upper hand.
A strong suction force enveloped Chen Zhe's Imperial Hate Sword, and Chen Zhe even felt as if his sword power was out of control.
He knew that if this sword was really thrust out and the offensive was blocked, Shen Huazhen would immediately counterattack with the help of his deep true energy, and it would be as powerful as thunder.
This time, Shen Huazhen gave up the idea of accepting a disciple and wanted to win a clean victory.
Chen Zhe couldn't get enough of the sword, so he simply took the Emperor's Hate Sword away and threw it towards Shen Huazhen: "Go,"
He turned over and rushed behind Shen Huazhen, punching him on the waist.
Shen Huazhen sneered: After all, he is a junior, and the importance of magic weapons is unparalleled, let alone such a powerful magic weapon.
With a twist of his waist, his whole body was like a weeping willow facing the wind. He evaded Chen Zhe's punch with a slight twist. Two bullets had already pinched the tip of the Emperor's Hate Sword. His strong true energy invaded the magic weapon: "I will take this magic weapon first."
The magic weapon has a spirit, and the Emperor's Hate Sword is extremely stubborn. It rebounds strongly as soon as the pressure is applied. Shen Huazhen immediately feels that not only is the opponent's magic weapon temporarily unable to subdue him, but the sword even wants to counterattack with force.
"What kind of sword is this? It's so piercing," Shen Huazhen thought. She immediately let go of the sword, took a step out, and simply avoided Chen Zhe before trying to fight back.
Chen Zhe grabbed the flying Emperor's Hate Sword with one hand and pointed it at Shen Huazhen. Shen Huazhen felt a sharp edge coming from the back of her head. The young man was actually a hundred meters away and was still trying to suppress her with the sword's will.
"When did such a swordsman geek appear in the world of cultivation, and he also has the heavenly way of a great cultivator?" Shen Huazhen exchanged a few moves with the other party, but he didn't even see the young man's face clearly. This humiliation was so difficult for him. This is something that a great practitioner has never seen before.
Chen Zhe knew that if he hadn't relied on his sword intention and understanding of the way of heaven, he would not have been able to temporarily suppress Shen Huazhen. He also used the topic to his advantage and would never give up easily if he had the upper hand.
Shen Huazhen leaned back: "Boy, this time you try to get behind me again,"
As soon as he turned around, the remaining force of Chen Zhe's sword strike just now was not used up. He struck out two sword strikes with the same sword. The sword intent overlapped and the power increased sharply. Shen Huazhen turned half of his body, and then slowly turned back. He immediately fell to the ground at a poplar tree ten meters in front of him, cut off by the force of the sword, and the green grass and trees on both sides trembled slightly.
"Good sword intention, with the potential of a swordsman," Shen Huazhen sighed softly, casting a spell in his mouth: "The golden scales emerge from the water and turn into a blue dragon, and the five elements move the world."
He resisted Chen Zhe's sword intent, stretched out a finger with his right hand, and the small river in Qinglong Mountain next to him rose up and turned into a long dragon.
Zhang Ruoling opened his mouth in the distance: "Oops, the master's fight was so good. This old boy Shen Huazhen was so angry that he actually resorted to ruthless moves."