Chapter 205: The God of Nuo hits the divine whip Yang Fang on the ceiling
“Hit the divine whip Yang Fang?!”
The spiritual consciousness crosses the fertile fields outside Chenjiazhuang.
Chen Yulou looked at the young man with an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
It wasn't until his eyes fell on the stainless steel whip wrapped in black cloth behind him, but the four-sided wide surface of the stainless steel whip could still be faintly seen, that he suddenly realized and reacted.
A whip with four edges and seven knots.
Disciple of Golden Abacus.
Rivet cat Yang Fang!
A few months ago at the Dragon King Temple in Fuxian Lake, I had just seen Quetzalcoatl, the Snake Worshiper, and the Green Tomb. I didn’t expect to meet him again just ten days after returning to Chenjiazhuang.
Add the words of Cui Laodao and Zhou Mingyue.
God of Nuo, Gui Buyu, The Land of Mysteries, Four Gods Fighting Three Demons.
The veil of fog shrouding this world is being lifted more and more.
Chen Yulou looked calm, but the excitement deep in his eyes could not be concealed.
Yang Fang is brave and good at fighting. In terms of force alone, he is definitely the ceiling of the Nuo God Chapter, even Cui Laodao can't do it.
After all, the latter is better at Taoism.
That is to say, I didn't go to Tianjin Guard, otherwise it would have been five gods slaying three demons.
Or eight unique monsters, ten tigers and ten dragons.
Although it is just a conjecture.
But we can also get a glimpse of Yang Fang's domineering side.
Spitted out a foul breath.
Chen Yulou put away his thoughts.
He also withdrew his gaze from the high wall in front of him and chose to go all the way around.
It was already bright at this time, but it rained a little bit last night. The clouds in the mountains and forests were covered with fog early in the morning. Several people walked through the mist, and their hair tips were wet.
"Brother Yang, just ahead is Chenjiazhuang."
The old foreigner was in high spirits.
Pointing to the town road not far away, backed by green mountains and located among fertile fields.
He carries a large bow on his back, and a quiver hangs on the side of his horse.
The whole person looks arrogant and majestic.
"As expected of the Chen family..."
Yang Fang had actually noticed the Chen family village for a long time.
A face filled with wonder.
They started from Shijun Mountain and saw too many refugees along the way. When they suddenly saw such a paradise with no traffic and chickens and dogs chatting with each other, they couldn't help but be shocked.
“The shopkeeper is very tolerant.”
“However, you’d better get rid of your charlatanism.”
The red girl is wearing a red dress. , with a ponytail and heroic brows.
A nine-section whip hung from his waist.
A sudden reminder.
Face her reminder.
Yang Fang, who was on horseback, seemed a little stunned. He just looked at the whip in her hand absentmindedly, with a sense of wonder, but more importantly, a strong fighting spirit.
Since leaving Fangjiashan a few years ago.
In these years, he has been traveling around the world, carrying the magic whip on his back and fighting everywhere.
He has a bohemian personality. Besides fighting, his favorite thing is to compete with others.
A pure martial arts fanatic.
However, although martial arts prospered during the Republic of China, and martial arts practitioners were like crucian carp crossing the river, most of the true masters, especially martial arts masters, were very difficult to see the beginning of the dragon.
Yang Fang has met a few of them.
It's just that there are few opponents who can make him enjoy himself.
Unexpectedly, this time when he passed through Dongting and headed to Wuling Mountain, he met two heroines on the way.
Not only is he very skilled.
The way he behaves is also quite consistent with his temper.
Yang Fang inherited the character of his master Jin Abacus in his heart.
Help the world and save the people, rob the rich and give to the poor.
As long as we encounter injustice, we will never turn a blind eye.
That day, when we were passing through the mountains, a group of bandits returned from a robbery and kidnapped more than a dozen young girls. It was easy to know what would happen to them. When they were about to rescue them, Hua Ling and Miss Hong had already rushed into the battle.
Originally, he was worried that the two girls’ families would fall into the trap of the tiger.
The result......
Less than half an hour.
The bandits, numbering around thirty, were dealt with cleanly.
Although Yang Fang did not die personally, he was always on the sidelines, taking out several bandits who were trying to escape.
What amazed him was far more than just the two men's powerful skills.
What was even more unexpected was the nine-section whip in Miss Hong’s hand.
He is soft but not firm, his heart moves at will, his force is like a mountain avalanche, his movement is stronger than that of a dragon, and his killing blows are no weaker than the magic whip in his hand.
In today's world, martial arts practitioners either specialize in fists and kicks, or are fond of swords and guns. The number of people who use long whips as weapons can be counted on one hand.
At least until then.
He has never encountered it before.
Even the nine-section whip used by Miss Hong is different from his divine whip.
The former is known for his softness and strength, but his bamboo-jointed steel whip uses strong force but heavy blows, and uses force to hurt people.
But this did not prevent him from trying to compete and learn from each other.
What a pity.
This red girl has a cold personality and refuses to let strangers in.
Even if he begged shamelessly all the way.
From beginning to end, she never let go.
On the contrary, the little Taoist nun Hua Ling was approachable and would say a few words from time to time, so as not to embarrass him.
Until we were chatting, we learned that Yang Fang was born in the gold-touching family and learned from Jin Abacus.
The red girl finally showed a hint of surprise on her face.
As Chen Yulou’s confidant.
She knew very well that on the way back from southern Yunnan, the shopkeeper had been planning to go to Wuku Temple to find Elder Chen.
And that person, before he became a monk, was the direct disciple of Zhang San Lianzi and the senior brother who touched Jinmen in this generation.
Yang Fang is a disciple of Golden Abacus.
In terms of seniority, wouldn’t it be necessary to call Elder Chen uncle?
In addition, the shopkeeper always likes to make friends with heroes.
She is also a veteran.
Although he has no feelings for Yang Fang, he highly recognizes his strength.
Since I can’t drive him away, it’s better to take him back to Chenjiazhuang and give the shopkeeper a headache.
When he heard that one of them was from Changsheng Mountain and the other was a Taoist who moved mountains in this generation, Yang Fang was even more amazed.
Studying art in Fangjiashan.
He had heard his master say it countless times.
In the world of fighting, there are those who touch the golden hills, and there are those who move mountains and unload ridges.
I didn’t expect that the two women who bumped into each other unintentionally had such powerful backgrounds.
Over the years, he has also heard about the names of Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle, but he has never had the opportunity to meet them.
Such a great opportunity now.
How could Yang Fang be willing to miss it?
Wuling Mountain is right there anyway, and I won’t leave on my own if I get too old. What’s the difference if I go early or late?
Immediately gave up the original itinerary.
Follow the three men to meet Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle.
"Don't worry, Miss Hong, Yang is not a newbie who has just entered the world. He knows how to measure things."
Yang Fang was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
Shake your head and smile.
But it can be seen from his unruly look that he didn't hear a word.
I have long heard that the three generations of thieves in the Chen family are chief.
Changsheng Mountain dominates the green forests of thirteen provinces in the north and south.
It stands to reason that a person who can sit in the top position of Changsheng Mountain cannot be such a narrow-minded person.
See his eyes twinkling.
There was even a bit of expectation and eagerness in his words.
Miss Hong sighed secretly.
Her reminder just now was purely out of good intentions.
This guy has a straightforward personality and only thinks about martial arts practice.
Seeing that she did not relent, she agreed.
So he turned around and stared at the old foreigner.
I don’t know how many times we competed with each other along the way.
From what he said, he said he was here for a visit, but actually he wanted to fight with the shopkeeper and Yang Kuaishou.
It’s just...
Which one is his opponent?
The shopkeeper is so powerful that he can kill the big demon by himself.
Since his debut, Partridge Whistle has been famous in the world for his skills.
When he was in Pingshan, he practiced Taoism with a golden elixir.
Although Yang Fang is good, he is still a bit young compared to the two old Jianghu.
If the time comes, Yi Xian comes up and asks for a test of skills, I'm afraid he will be beaten to pieces.
Unfortunately, this guy didn't understand his good intentions at all.
In this case, she didn’t bother to persuade her.
“Gone.”
With a gentle pat on the horse's back, she, dressed in a red dress, was like a flame breaking through the morning fog, heading straight for Chenjiazhuang not far away.
“Sister Hong, wait for me.”
Hua Ling didn’t waste any time and quickly caught up with her.
See them leaving first.
The old foreigner glanced at Yang Fang and saw that he was confused, and couldn't help but secretly shake his head. I thought I was stupid enough and didn't understand the world.
I didn’t expect that there is another mountain higher than the other.
“Let’s go, old foreigner brother.”
Yang Fang was completely unaware of this, and his mind was filled with the scene after meeting the two leaders, Chen Yulou and Partridge Whistle.
Look at the old foreigner reining in his horse and stopping in place.
I couldn't help but urge him.
"...Okay."
The old foreigner hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.
Anyway, senior brother and shopkeeper Chen are experienced.
Especially the latter, he has a special way of dealing with others.
It's impossible to really hurt someone.
No longer hesitating, he pulled the reins, and the old horse under him immediately galloped forward.
It’s just...
The four of them arrived outside the village one after another.
Have not entered the city yet.
From a distance, I saw a figure wearing a green shirt, strolling from the other side of Zhuangzi.
"The shopkeeper?!"
"It's Brother Chen."
The moment I saw him.
Both Red Girl and Hua Ling looked delighted.
Although I have only been out for about ten days, I don't know why, but I feel like I am in another world.
I thought he was in retreat. Even if he returned to the village, it would take several days before he could see anyone.
Unexpectedly, I just came back and saw him immediately.
“Why didn’t you say hello when you came back?”
Chen Yulou looked at the two of them with a smile.
Before at the Huodong Temple, he thought that the two girls were going crazy because they had gone out for more than ten days without seeing anyone, but as soon as they got off the mountain, they happened to meet them.
"It's not far away..."
Hua Ling looked surprised.
But Miss Hong, who knew the shopkeeper’s character well, lowered her head and secretly stuck out her tongue.
This scene happened to be seen by Yang Fang and the old foreigner who came from behind.
The two couldn't help but look at each other in disbelief.
Yang Fang is okay.
After all, the group of people didn’t get along for a long time.
But the old foreigners knew that Miss Hong was as her name suggests, with a fiery temperament and amazing methods. The guys on the mountain were as afraid of her as a tiger.
But in front of outsiders, he is as cold as ice.
Even though we have known each other for so long.
The relationship between the two is also alienated.
Have you ever seen her look like a little daughter?
"As long as everything goes well."
Chen Yulou glanced at the two of them and said gently.
Then his eyes fell on Yang Fang and the old foreigner.
“I’ve met shopkeeper Chen.”
The old foreigner stood up and clasped his fists, then thought of something again, and quickly pointed to Yang Fang beside him and introduced.
"This is..."
But the sentence has not been finished yet.
Yang Fang had already lifted his horse and passed the three of them. He jumped off his horse, carried the magic whip on his back, and strode to Chen Yulou with bright eyes, as bright as fire.
Holding his fists and grinning.
“I’m Yang Fang, I’ve met shopkeeper Chen.”
He felt that he was serious enough.
It’s just that face that is inherently cynical and dissolute.
but.
Chen Yulou didn’t care.
“Fighting magic whips, racing civet cats, I have admired the name of Brother Yang for a long time.”
“Eh... Shopkeeper Chen knows about me?”
Seeing him tell the story of his identity, Yang Fang couldn't help but look stunned.
In recent years, he has spent most of his time walking in the Yellow River Basin.
It is thousands of miles away from Xiangyin.
And he has not yet achieved much fame, so shopkeeper Chen should not know that he is.
“How could Chen not know about the master of Golden Abacus?”
Chen Yulou smiled and shook his head.
"What's more, brother Yang, don't you know what I do?"
"Fighting...that's right."
Yang Fang was startled and blurted out. He didn't react until he was halfway through the words, I couldn't help but slap my forehead and suddenly realized.
The man in front of me is the leader of the green forest in the thirteen provinces.
He is the leader of Xiling again in this generation.
Be well informed.
Even if you don’t know yourself, how could you not have heard of the master’s name?
"Chen had the idea of paying homage to his master many years ago, but unfortunately he has been dragged down by things. I wonder if he can pay homage to his master?"
Yang Fang in front of him looked no more than two years old. About ten.
It is the right time to be young.
Calculating it, it shouldn't have been many years since he left the mountain.
Furthermore, it seems that without getting acquainted with Cui Laodao, Meng Ben, Feng Dianchen, Tantai Mingyue, Blind Laoyi and others, there is no way to talk about killing the black tiger in Luoyang City.
“To be honest with shopkeeper Chen, I haven’t seen the master for several years.”
Speaking of the golden abacus.
The bohemian look on Yang Fang's face finally subsided.
He studied under Jin Abacus for many years.
Find the dragon secret to find the gold.
It’s just that after going down the mountain, I kept walking around the world and never went back.
Now that he heard Chen Yulou mention it, he couldn't help but feel a little missing in his heart.
Seeing that his tone did not sound like he was hypocritical.
Chen Yulou couldn't help but sigh secretly.
According to the original work, shortly after Yang Fang left, Jin Abacus went to Longling and escaped into the Western Zhou tomb through the Fish Bone Temple.
If you think about it this way.
Now it is very likely that there will be no luck, and I am afraid that he has passed away.
His eyes swept over his collar calmly.
There is no golden charm on Yang Fang.
This is also verified.
"Don't talk about this. Brother Yang has come all the way. How about going to the village to rest?"
"It's not urgent to rest."
Yang Fang waved his hand.
In an instant, the darkness in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and was once again covered with a thick fire.
"Everyone in the world says that Shopkeeper Chen is very skilled."
"I wonder if you can give me a chance to learn from each other?"
Here you go...
I saw him posting in person.
The three people behind them couldn't help but look at each other, with a hint of helplessness flashing across their expressions.
On the way, they got to know Yang Fang’s character.
Even if you only have a little free time.
We can all talk about martial arts.
The old foreigner felt that he was already a martial arts fanatic. After all, he had often challenged Kunlun to compete with each other before. After meeting Yang Fang, he realized that he was nothing compared to him.
"Discussion?"
Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.
Looked at him deeply.
Almost instantly, Yang Fang was clearly visible to him.
Qi and blood are like mercury, with the faint sound of tiger and leopard thunder.
Most of the meridians and acupoints in the body are opened.
At his age, to have such achievements in martial arts is indeed far superior to ordinary people.
But...
The gap with him is still too big.
If he practices cultivation, he will see himself as a cricket sees the sky.
"Chen has not done anything with others for many years."
Averted his gaze.
Chen Yulou looked at his burning eyes.
Speaking of which, Yang Fang actually has many similarities with him.
Especially those night eyes.
It is definitely a unique existence in the entire world of ghost blowing lanterns.
"But..."
Hearing the polite refusal in his words, Yang Fang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but when he changed the subject, a trace of disappointment quickly emerged. expect.
"If Brother Yang Fang is not in a hurry, he will stay in Zhuangzi for the next two days."
"In a few days, I will find someone for you who will definitely satisfy you, how about that?"
(End of this chapter)