Chapter 637 Wu Juan casually fights, what is the intention?
"Haha, shouldn't everyone go home after selling the spiritual treasure? Why come here again?"
Beirong Wu Xiu 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 ones, wasn't it? The best person to vent your anger on?
The guy in front of me is weak, but the alien cultivator hiding aside is powerful, but the relationship between them is not clear yet.
“The land of Hebei does not seem to 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 will care too much about the other party's face.
Just because you don’t want to fight doesn’t mean you are afraid of fighting this battle.
Being suddenly hardened 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, you want the snipe and the clam to compete with each other for the fisherman's profit? Or is it the mantis stalking 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. ?" Chen Huaisheng said cheerfully: "Anyway, you are all dead. Who will leave it to you? What a pity."
Chen Huaisheng's frankness made a group of Beirong martial cultivators and Zhang Taiquan jealous. Everyone was so 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 say no to picking up bargains while passing by? The same goes for yourself.
At the end, there was a word of pity. The tone and attitude were so vivid that it made people feel 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 guys You can do it, maybe you have already 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. They have to guard against each other. In addition, they will have reservations until Bijiao Yuanjun does not show up and his true strength is not completely exposed.
"Besides, what's the benefit of killing me, just because I sold more than 10,000 spiritual stones from Hanquan Stone Core?"
Chen Huaisheng told him frankly, "Besides, killing me , more than 10,000 spirit stones, how much can be divided between the two of you? It’s not worth it, it’s not worth it.”
Chen Huaisheng said it clearly and did not hide anything.
People on both sides were a little offended 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 an angry 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 a beast-swallowing ring-headed golden sword. When he arrived, he wanted to devour Chen Huaisheng.
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 attitude of Zhang Taiquan and the foreign cultivator hiding behind, so choosing such a candidate was the most effective. 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 has always been what he thought To be avoided.
Almost every change in his body was related to the fierce battle he had experienced, and the consequences of such fierce battles were that he was seriously injured.
This seems to be a bit of a risk with 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 will never be able to Maybe it has reached the foundation building level in just a few years.
He estimated that if he followed the steps step by step, even if he was nourished by spiritual treasures, and even if he studied diligently and practiced hard, he would probably be at the level of 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, Yu Xianxian and himself 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 talent. The most intuitive manifestation.
The Daogu is more about your ability to withstand failure. This is just the lower limit.
No matter how high your lower limit is, there is a certain level, and even if your lower limit is the middle stage of Qi refining, it may mean that your upper limit is a high level of Qi refining. But for an ambitious monk, high Qi refining stage Duan is definitely not the highest goal. Just like every college entrance examination student, the goal is not to say 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 carrying capacity that allows me to stimulate the potential of my entire Tao body, including spiritual roots, Tao 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 lead to obsession, and if it is serious, it will lead to 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 path. It was the same as seeking death, but Chen Huaisheng left.
The attacking golden tiger statue suddenly cast its magic power at the moment it approached. The golden sword light disappeared into the illusion of the golden tiger, and the murderous intention was piercing into the bones.
Chen Huaisheng activated the Tianluo magic shield, and also used the black wood talisman to protect his body. At the moment of meeting this blow, the thunder method was fully activated, and the third level of the extreme sea thunder was thundered by thousands of mountains. !
Thunder and lightning suddenly filled the air, like cracking in the sky, without any warning, covering the burly martial artist's body, catching him off guard.
Fortunately, he is also a strong martial artist at the Zifu level. Martial arts are at least one to two levels stronger than human spiritual practitioners in terms of protective capabilities.
The thunder method entered the 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, which was painful. He couldn't help but roar.
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. It was crushed to pieces, and the meridians and blood marrow were rolling and bumping under the devouring and squeezing power, making Chen Huaisheng feel that his body was almost as limp as a ball of gluten.
One move determines the outcome, no tricks.
Beirong Wuxiu relied on the fact that he had two strong men to protect him, so he did not hold anything back and activated 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. , he only activated the Xuanmu Talisman to enhance his body protection, and with all his strength, he activated Ten Thousand Mountains Thunder, which only struck one blow!
Chen Huaisheng collapsed to the ground softly, his face was as pale as gold, and his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were bleeding, but his eyes were still staring at the other person.
The burly martial cultivator's whole body was charred black, black blood clots spurted out from his mouth and nose, and 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 figure.
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 he had a spiritual treasure. You don't have to worry too much.
The Beirong monk on the opposite side who was playing with the tooth sword also stepped over, raised his hand and punched the burly martial cultivator with spiritual power, suppressing the internal fire that was slowly floating in his body, and subdued the opponent. After taking a pill, he looked at Chen Huaisheng with surprise.
"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 little strange that it can be so powerful without any external force. Yuanba is not unjustly hurt this time.”
The tall martial artist was still a little angry, but he was suppressed by his brother and could only squirm bitterly! He shook his throat and made no sound.
"But I'm afraid your body protection magic power is a little short. It's just a shortcoming. You should leave some room to strengthen it, but you have to show off your thunder attack. Haha, Yuanba's gold I'm afraid you won't be able to get up if you don't stay in bed for half a year."
Talkaway!
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. This was expected, but the strengthened black wood talisman failed to block it. The martial arts energy rushed into his own. The blood marrow of his meridians was in a mess, and seventeen cracks appeared in his Tao bones again, which was beyond his 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. It was like an ant bite, sore, numb, and painful, but because of the chaos in his meridians and blood marrow, he was unable to channel his energy and could only hold on.
Seeing that Chen Huaisheng had difficulty even speaking, the Beirong martial 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?" ?”
(End of this chapter)