Chapter 62: Retreating the scholar with a snap of his fingers
The scholar stood motionless in front of the altar, his face changing color several times, and finally it became as gloomy as water.
Everyone who has been around in the world knows that if someone sets up an altar, his abilities will rise a few feet from the ground. Even if he only has acquired Taoism, he can still touch the innate characters.
The scholar himself is already in the innate realm, and he is even closer to the innate perfection by shouting and haha on the altar. Now even if a land god comes, he is confident that he can fight with the opponent.
In the scholar's opinion, although the Taoist priest in front of him is strong, he should not be as strong as a land god. If the opponent just retreats, hides in Xuzhou, starts to engage in guerrilla attacks with left and right blows, and annoys him throughout Xuzhou, then the scholar can still understand.
But just like that, he walked straight in front of him...
When things go against the norm, there must be a monster!
The situation is different from expected, which means there must be something fishy in it.
A scholar prides himself on not being stupid, nor does he think that the other person will be stupid. If he dares to confront someone who goes to the Dharma altar, he must be quite confident in his own strength!
Or maybe he is carrying some top magic weapon!
What's more...
Although the Legislative Forum is not too far from the center of the town, it is still a few minutes' walk away. This person suddenly arrived behind him, which inevitably made him feel frightened.
Test the test first.
Coughing lightly, smiling, and being polite as if meeting an old friend, the scholar smiled and said:
"Hello, Taoist Master, I have admired your name for a long time, and this is the first time we meet. As expected, you are among the best among men, and you are so majestic."
"Thank you." Zuo Chen nodded, very satisfied with the compliment he received from the other party.
The scholar's smile was a little stiff.
Can’t this Taoist priest tell that he was just being polite?
I was polite to you, should you be polite back?
But the scholar immediately restrained his thoughts and asked again:
"Taoist Priest, you have a treasure pot over there. It's a newly born treasure. Why didn't you go get it instead of coming to me first? I didn't prepare tea for you here."
< br>"That's a pity. I happen to be a little thirsty right now, and my throat is dry without tea." Zuo Chen said: "As for the pot you mentioned, I came over in a hurry, and seeing its evil nature, I might as well kick it in It kicked it in half, and now there should be only two pieces of scrap iron."
The scholar nodded: "The Taoist Master is very capable."
Although he said that, he didn't say that at all. I don't believe Zuo Chen would do this.
Such a rare treasure has to be acquired. He can't even get two pieces out of his hands. Even the land gods will put them away easily when they see them. Even if he doesn't need to take them back to entertain his children, it's not bad.
The scholar estimated that the pot was lying on the donkey cart now.
Seeing the Taoist priest playing Tai Chi with himself here, the scholar really couldn't figure out the other person's background, so he thought about it again and said: "I got a big thing in Xuzhou before. It's very beautiful and interesting. Very, I wonder if you are interested, Taoist priest? If so, I will take you to have a look."
"Okay, when will we set off?" Zuo Chen said as he walked forward. It was already close to the scholar.
The scholar suddenly felt chills all over his body.
Danger!
Very dangerous!
The Taoist priest just took two steps forward, and the scholar felt that his breathing was blocked.
Almost instinctively, the scholar raised his hand, took the iron box beside him, touched it, and pulled out a sword.
There were four swords in his iron box, and what fell into his hand now was a five-inch dagger.
The dagger forced half an inch of cold light outward. If you were an ordinary Jianghu visitor, just by looking at it, you would probably feel cuts and pains on your skin.
But even if he pulled out the sword, he could still feel heart palpitations.
His grandma, where did the land fairy come from!
"Is it necessary to have a fight? Why don't you and I sit down and have tea together? Wouldn't it be nice to chat for a while, then leave each other and chat for a while?" The scholar's expression was solemn, and he smiled just now The meaning gradually dissipated.
"If you can prepare good tea and tell everything honestly, of course it will be okay."
Zuo Chen took big steps and got closer and closer to the scholar.
From the original distance of several feet, it has become less than ten feet.
"Taoist priest, you have to take two more steps forward. If you don't come close to me, how can I serve tea?" The corners of the scholar's lips were dry.
Five steps...
Four steps...
Zuo Chen raised his feet, swayed in the air, and then landed on the ground! The scholar's whole body moved violently, the sword thrust forward, and he flew into the air. Instead of cutting his neck horizontally, he cut his head vertically!
The flames of the brazier above the altar danced, reaching a wonderful resonance with the scholar. The Taoism around him also surged. The strength of this sword was firmly at the innate peak, and it was a great master in the entire world!
He actually wanted to take advantage of Zuo Chen's unpreparedness and strike directly with a sword!
This sword is really fast, the scholar is even confident of hurting the land gods!
If you're lucky, you can even seriously injure a land fairy if you cut an important part!
Then,
he saw clearly,
Zuo Chen stretched out two fingers.
Clamp gently.
“Buzz!”
The sword was firmly clamped between Zuo Chen's two fingers. It couldn't get in and it was difficult to pull it out.
"This sword of yours is too evil. If you hold it for a long time, it will hurt your body. Let me destroy it for you."
Zuo Chen said.
Scholar: "Huh?"
Before he could react, the scholar discovered that cracks started to spread upward from the place where Zuo Chen's two fingers pinched the sword. In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire blade. Blade.
Then Zuo Chen flicked it lightly, and the entire sword exploded immediately.
The scholar opened his eyes wide and saw the broken weapon flying towards him. Thunder was spinning in his mind, and a wooden sign suddenly floated out of his arms with an animal face painted on it.
This beast has red hair, pointed ears, and ferocious sharp teeth. It looks like a tiger but not a lion, and is extremely ferocious.
It was originally a dead thing, but after flying debris, it seemed to suddenly come to life.
He suddenly opened his eyes, then opened his mouth and let out a miserable roar!
The sword blade fragments flying around instantly lost their power and fell vertically to the ground, making a clanging sound.
The scholar finally got the chance. He jumped back suddenly, took three or four steps, and retreated to the altar.
After he retreated, the wooden sign seemed to have lost its power and fell directly to the ground, making two snapping sounds.
Then it split along the middle.
At this moment, he was already sweating on his forehead.
Stronger than he thought!
Stronger than those old guys who first entered the land of immortals!
Due to his identity, he has also met several top masters. Although those old men far surpassed him in terms of methods and conduct, they were still within the realm of understanding.
But the scholar can no longer understand the Taoist priest in front of him at all.
Just standing there, he felt like a bottomless ocean. All the skills and methods he had tried his best to use were all submerged by the other party, leaving nothing behind.
But he looked so young, as if he was a year or two younger than himself.
Even the capital master in Kyoto at that time was probably in his seventies.
"Taoist priest is really good at this." The scholar could only say this.
"You're pretty good at it." Zuo Chen glanced at the wooden sign on the ground.
His fingertips were slightly numb.
A little bit like it bounced off the glass.
The last time I was short was when I faced the cassock bear, but that time it was because of the monk's cassock.
This wooden sign is genuine and has some skills.
Zuo Chen estimated that if the original owner on the wooden sign was here, he might be capable of refining Qi.
There is something about this scholar.
Zuo Chen looked him up and down, feeling that he could squeeze a lot out of this scholar, and his smile became even brighter.
The scholar swallowed his saliva and felt a chill down his spine.
Grandpas, I am still recommending it recently. I really can’t add more updates, so I can only try to stuff as much information into the chapter as possible. I also hope that you grandfathers will bear with me and follow up more updates. I will give it to you grandfathers. Kowtow!
(End of this chapter)