Chapter 190

On that day, Wang Ping'an came home in a trance. The master scolded him for going so long that the food on the stove was cold.

He did not answer, a lost soul look.

That night, song kaixiu summoned his soul, but to his surprise, Wang Ping'an seemed to be enlightened from then on, and his martial arts and Taoism improved by leaps and bounds.

Ranshan's three youngest descendants, the youngest chief, are known as three hundred years old. These remarkable achievements have been achieved in just ten years.

Wang Ping'an is so outstanding, but his life is ordinary, including daily life, practicing martial arts and making friends Everything is in order, like a puppet that has been manipulated, just a puppet with spirit. His appearance is deeply hidden.

No one knows that he is still that mediocre boy.

His master, song kaixiu, was very happy after he had such an excellent disciple. He would boast about it when he met people.

That day in that cave, everything that I met was carefully hidden by the Taoist priest. Even his good friend Bai Zimo didn't know.

Wang Ping'an knew that everything he had achieved had something to do with the pyramid and the golden paper. They increased his talent, consciously or unconsciously.

However, time is in a hurry, and slowly, even he himself has forgotten this long memory.

He became stronger and more famous. He was respected by more and more people from the same family and the rivers and lakes, but he didn't feel happy at all.

Wang Ping'an loves to talk and laugh, but after the happy scene is gone, there is only a deeper emptiness.

Live in order, so what?

Wang Ping'an feels that he owes a lot.

Until, that afternoon, on the boat at the dock.

Meet that girl.

She is also ordinary, giving Wang Ping an a similar feeling - that mediocre sense of destiny.

Taoist is not good enough, but he realized that he would go through his whole life in the established path, just like countless school predecessors.

What about the little sister of the fisherman? She lives in the ordinary, but she yearns for the extraordinary - often the mediocre dream that has not given up on fate.

Even so, Wang Ping'an can say out loud that he likes Fuxi - but he doesn't dare.

Seeing her is like seeing your destiny.

Simple, irrational determination.

It's not love at first sight. It's the love that Taoist has planned for a long time. Fuxi fits all the characteristics of his dream lover. Cheerful and optimistic, pure good and lively, beautiful appearance, warm eyes.

In addition, the memory of hiding in the corner is clear day by day, gradually rolling up - "you pick up the hilt, remember to send it to Taiwu descendants, don't run around, move faster."

Hurry up!

Wang Ping'an opened his eyes. He was in the tornado in the sky. The wind made his eyes ache. He was hit by gravel branches, and his body was blue and red. But he still held the blade fragments tightly.

Looking up, there are two giants in the distance. One is dark and full of muscles. The skin is covered with red and bright totem patterns, and the other is beautiful and solemn. Behind him, there are seven huge sword handles circling like light wheels.

At this time, Wang Ping'an really understood the meaning of the sentence "send it to Taiwu's descendants" he heard as a child.

The Buddha is very generous. He has to pass a word from the beginning. Is he not afraid of losing it?

No, not only that. Did you enlighten me by the way? Wang Ping'an thought, in the end, Wang Ping'an met the Buddha, or the Buddha found Wang Ping'an?

Without waiting for him to ponder over this problem, he suddenly felt that he was falling rapidly. It turned out that he was thrown out of the tornado!

Wang Ping'an's three souls and seven spirits were scared to fly more than half. Before he thought of his last words, another tornado blew. He rose again, ups and downs. Far and near, he was still approaching the battlefield. The Taoist was relieved.

Now the only worry is not to be hit by a sudden slap.

Xuefeng waves a snake and uses Chiyou's iron whip, which is the unique skill of the five immortals cult, to get Chiyou's sincere blessing. This only secret five level move forcefully shows the charm of the first level of God. Not to mention that he is now able to carry the sea and the sky. He has a magic sword in his hand. The long red snake in the shape of magic wood stirs the atmosphere and casts rain and wind all over the sky. It seems that he can cut down 100000 heavenly soldiers and his spirit can cover the sky and the earth.

Sun Li Chai resisted, and suddenly saw a flaw. Her left hand stabbed into the sky like a meteor. In an instant, she suffered dozens of heavy blows, and her arm clanged with the sound of gold and iron. As soon as she closed her hand, she grasped the snake, and suddenly the black cloud like whip disappeared.

What an evil snake. After being held for seven inches, it still refused to give up. It stretched out its neck and bit the venerable woman's arm. The fierce red poison gushed out like a fire. The naked eye could see that one of sun's white arms was dyed dark red.

"Drink!" Sun lichai tries to pull the snake. In the surge of great force, she pulls Xuefeng to a staggering position, and then her right fist hits out suddenly.

The seventh level fist technique of Yigu Temple -- zhengxinlian.

Good a punch, beat in blood Maple nose, the blood flower that explodes is a red lotus.

"My fist is delicious!" Sun lichai laughed bravely and made unremitting efforts to open the lotus blossoms.At this time, after the death of Jiuhan, only Xuefeng is the incarnation of Xiangshu in the world. In the dark, Xiangshu's power is bestowed on Xuefeng.

"Roar!" The stunned Xuefeng suddenly returns to his senses. He is extremely angry. His body rises again and has broken thousands of feet. His great body can be seen all over Jingbei. Unfortunately, now everyone is hiding in the pure land, and only a few people really see this giant battle.

Sun lichai burst out laughing, as if thunder rolled across the sky, "it's not fun, you big benefactor, you are so blunt, let me teach you what is truth!"

I saw that the female superior did not care about the poisonous attack of her left arm. She lifted her right leg and swept it, tripping Xuefeng.

In this shape, no lightness skill can be used. Xuefeng watched as the sky above his head slowly shrank. His body fell like a mountain. In an instant, there was a big earthquake and a circle of dust waves roared out.

Wang Ping'an, who was involuntarily in the air, saw this scene and his face changed greatly. He finally got close to it and had to be blown away for several miles.

"Ouch! I will come again Insignificant screams drowned in the smoke.

Sun Li Chai took an empty hand, pinched off the snake that had been biting her left arm, pulled off its head and threw it to the ground.

The snake looks like a living creature, but in fact it is shaped like a magic sword. The snake's head rolls several times in the air, turns into streamer and returns to the body, and becomes a poisonous snake again.

Xuefeng holds the ground with one hand and waves the whip with the other. She wants to drive sun lichai away. She doesn't want to fight like crazy. Regardless of the blood and flesh being drawn from her body, she screams and bears the seal of a vase. First, she bends her knees and steps on Xuefeng's chest, then suddenly hits him on the head.

It's said that Chiyou and his 81 brothers are all bronze headed and iron headed, but this time, even Tieshan will have to make a big hole.

Xuefeng was so cruel that her eyes were almost squeezed out of her eyes. Sun lichai was so powerful that her iron fists were like meteors and heavy rain. They kept falling down. The earth broke up, and the high-pressure underground water rushed up, mixed with blood, like a thrusting red waterfall.