Chapter 141

The script is wrinkled and very old. It looks like an ancient book.

"Benefactor, this supreme secret script was obtained by me from an ancient relic. It's a pity that I can't practice it because it's related to Buddhism. Today I'm destined to give you the supreme secret script."

Speaking of the secret script, the monk's expression became very dignified, holding the secret script in both hands, very solemn.

"Benefactor, this is a great opportunity. Congratulations to you for getting this secret code. If you want to practice in the future, it will be a broad road and unimpeded."

The monk handed out the secret script.

It was a casual remark. I didn't expect that the monk really had a secret code, and his grin before he swept away became very dignified, which made Zichen's heart unable to eat through each other. Moreover, the secret script was wrinkled and old-fashioned. It was similar to the thunder and lightning nine death that the supreme elder had given him at the beginning, but there was no insect eye.

The solemnity of the monk made Zichen very curious and subconsciously took a look at the supreme secret code.

I was just waiting for myself to see the handwriting on the top of the secret script, and I almost vomited blood and fainted.

That is not any ancient Chinese character at all, but the current font, even a little old meaning is not, Zichen recognized at a glance.

On the surface of the secret script, there are three big characters, square and upright.

Paiyun palm!

The second-class combat skills used by Zhenqi state are not even innate ones. Where is the supreme secret code.

It turns out to be the most common combat skill. The reason for yellowing is that it has been put for a long time and kneaded for a long time. It is estimated that the dead monk has been holding it in his arms for a long time.

It seems that he knew the reason and put down the supreme secret code, and the monk left quickly.

"Good bye, benefactor!" Monk flies away in general, while the voice comes out, "your bones will recover quickly. Don't use true Qi recently, so as to avoid bone dislocation."

"Monk, I'll fork you @ ￥%...!" The purple Chen breaks out to scold, mercilessly, scolds the saliva four splashes, this time he really planted.

Planted in the hands of a greedy dead monk, planted a call thorough.

"Monk, I fork your whole family @ #" Purple Chen furiously scolds, crazy scolds, spits the star son to spray in disorder, is like the Mengmeng rain falls.

"Monk, what the hell... Which temple burned the wrong incense and burned you out?"

Zichen continued to scold, angry, but this planting is really thorough, even planted in the hands of monks.

"Damn it, they say everything goes wrong when I see a monk. The first time I see a monk, I meet a bad monk." Zichen burst out abuse, vent the dissatisfaction in the heart.

In the distance, some people show their heads, but they dare not go forward. They are sensing the energy fluctuation. They just see Zichen lying in the Hutong and cursing, and they all leave with interest.

Zichen scolded for half an hour, then slowly began to show his teeth.

"This damn monk is really cruel. Don't let me see him next time, or I will have to give him a combination of hardness and softness." The purple Chen moved the body, the bone sends out the sound of Pa Pa, still have some ache.

"But it seems that the body feels better." I don't know if it's an illusion. Zichen finds that his constitution has become stronger and stronger. What's more, it's really useful to have a mellow, rigid and soft feeling.

"Bah, it must be an illusion. The dead monk came here for the sake of the fire sword. He certainly has no good intentions. He will help me?" Zichen dispelled the illusion in the heart. At the same time, the real Qi in the Dantian was surging, and the vigorous Qi and blood were surging. In Zichen's body, the voice of surging waves sounded.

When the monk left before, he said that Zichen could not use his true Qi for a few days, but this was only half an hour. If the monk was there, he would be surprised. At the next moment, he was expected to open Zichen and check the reason.

"Thanks to the mysterious heart." Zichen's heart is glad that there is energy far away from the heart, quickly repairing the body, which makes Zichen half an hour, completely recovered.

Reaching out to his arms, Zichen took out a golden stone. He was about the size of his fist. It was extremely heavy. It was picked up in the thunder field at the beginning. Zichen had been on his body, but not in the bag.

"Fortunately, the evil monk didn't search his body, otherwise it would be over." Taking out the golden stone, Zichen also saw the black armor. He was secretly glad that the target of the other party was only the fire sword. On his own body, the golden stone was not cheaper than the fire sword. As for the black armor, although there is no special place to find, if Zichen is not suspicious, the three forces want it.

"Because of it, I nearly lost my life and escaped for more than half a year. I must take care of it!" Zichen collected the black armor closely.

The cloud palms of the supreme secret code are thrown aside, crumpled. Just looking at the back, it looks like an ancient book.

"Damn dead monk, take this broken paiyun palm to deceive me, pit away my fire sword and Yuan Shi." Zichen scolds again and kicks toward secret code.

"Peng!"

Secret code flies up, hits the wall and falls.

"Hum, it's not broken, it's not broken!" Zichen cold hum, unexpectedly did not kick to break this secret script, he two steps forward, and then severely trampled on two feet, until the three big characters of paiyun palm are crushed."Hum!"

Cold hum again, Zichen turned to leave, but still feel uncomfortable in the heart, dozens of Yuan Stone, and a magic weapon, unexpectedly only changed such a broken secret.

Zichen reflexively returns, picks up the secret script from the ground, must tear him to pieces.

"Stab!"

A page of paper, by the purple Chen to tear, tear the ragged, into paper scraps.

"I tear, I tear!"

The thin secret script is torn up by Zichen page by page, and the scraps of paper fly in disorder. In a blink of an eye, a secret script will be all torn up.

All of a sudden, purple Chen startles Yi a, "Yi, how to return a responsibility?"

All the paper was torn, but the last page, Zichen was unable to tear, this is also the paper is very common, with the previous are the same, but it is extremely tough, Zichen tore several times did not tear.

"Break it for me!" Zichen is angry. What's the matter today? Even a piece of broken paper can't be torn. It's really bad luck.

"Shua!" "Shua!"

Purple Chen increases strength again, but the paper still does not break, is very tough.

"Hum!"

Zichen was angry and infuriated, and was bound to tear up this thing. His body was shining with silver light, and his Qi and blood kept surging and surging, and his hands were shining with silver light.

"Stab!"

The sound of a sound is like the tearing of gold and silk.

But the paper was safe and sound. The silver light on Zichen's hands was torn by the sharp paper, and then the paper penetrated into the skin and entered the flesh and blood.

"Hiss!"

Ten fingers linked to heart, Zichen took a breath of cold air and frowned tightly. At this moment, he could not see that the paper was strange. He was really a fool.

The thin paper is full of handwriting, all modern characters. Zichen knows all of them. There is nothing strange about it, but the tenacity is beyond Zichen's expectation. The sharpness is far better than the fire sword.

You know, the original fire sword was cut in his hand, but there was only a shallow cut, but this piece of paper, but it directly pierced into the skin.

The paper is yellow, looks very old, but extremely sharp, the side page, stained with blood stains, this is Zichen's blood.

Blood along the edge of the paper, seeping into the inside of the paper.

Looking from left to right, from top to bottom, from right to back, Zichen didn't see why. Besides being hard and flexible, it was useless, and there was no strange feeling.

"Hum!"

When all the blood seeped into the paper, all of a sudden, the paper began to vibrate, shaking constantly, as if to break away from Zichen's hand and fly out.

"This is...!"

Purple Chen facial expression a change, the hand is forced, Dao Dao silver light flickers, hold the paper firmly in the hand.

"Hum!"

The paper continued to vibrate, the frequency is faster and faster, it seems to break free, break away.

One hand can not, Zichen stretched out two, dead to seize, silver bright, like two steel tongs, pinch tight and firm.

The paper trembled constantly, as if to break through the air, and the surface of the body gave out a light golden light. The golden light, very light, was emitted from these handwriting, penetrating out, and the golden light became more and more prosperous.

After that, Zichen saw the yellowing paper and disappeared quietly. The modern handwriting, like ice and snow, melted quietly, leaving no trace.

"This is... A seal?" Zichen frowned, the light in his eyes was bright, which seemed to be a seal. By chance, Zichen untied it with blood.

All the handwriting on the paper melted and disappeared. At the same time, the thicker paper became as thin as cicada wings, shining like gold pouring.

This is a magic scene, beyond Zichen's insight, before the ordinary paper disappeared, replaced by a group of light, this light is about the size of a palm, golden light, now just placed in Zichen's palm, golden light overflowing, like a group of golden water in the flow.

"What the hell is this?"

The dazzling golden light, the mapping Zichen can't open his eyes. At the same time, Zichen feels a pain in the palm of his hand, as if he was bitten by something. After that, Zichen feels that his whole body's blood starts to flow faster, and then converges towards the right hand.

It's like a circulating stream. At the moment, a breakthrough has been found. The golden light seems to be a big mouth, sucking Zichen's wound continuously, gurgling blood outflow. Even if Zichen has strong Qi and blood, Zichen can't eat it.

The golden light is more bright and dazzling. At the same time, more blood is absorbed by the golden light. Zichen constantly shakes her right hand and mobilizes the true Qi in her body, but it doesn't help. The other party is like a huge mouth in her hand. She doesn't let go and bites her dead mouth.

The blood in the body is constantly losing. Zichen has lost too much blood. He is the one who has strong Qi and blood. If he had changed someone else, he would have fainted or even lost his life.

"What the hell is this?"Zichen kept shaking his hands, his face was pale, miserable and impersonal. During this period, he used various methods and could not get rid of the golden light.

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