Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 81
"Sheshan sent Long Yuzhen to ask for advice."

Another person entered the field, Chen Yu clenched his fists, still absorbing some of the experience after the fight, and after a little patience, he signaled to start.

Swish!
At the beginning of this side, the opponent lifted one foot up, stepped on the ground with one foot, and then squatted and braced, and the split right leg drew afterimages in the air.

high speed!Strength... very weak.

boom!
With one palm open, another foot came into view, Chen Yu folded his hands together and blocked it with a press and a press. The next moment he felt blessed, and used the technique he had stolen from the burly man before. Twist, while the opponent's old strength is exhausted, hang the right leg stuck outside the chest directly.

Then, under the panic-stricken gaze of the other party, he pulled and pulled in front of him... Then raised his back and raised his shoulders, and flew out——

Pfft!
Smoke and dust rose everywhere, this man was directly hung on several spectators, a group of people were cursing, no more words, turned around to hide their faces and wanted to leave.

"Layman, your sword."

Picking up the long sword stuck on the ground, throwing it to the other party, he only heard a wrinkled thank you, and quickly fled away.

Shaking his head, Chen Yu sat cross-legged and adjusted his breath, quietly waiting for the next person.

……

Dangdang Dangdang!
Fly and cut!
Ding--!
The two iron swords burst into cold light and emitted crackling sparks.

Daoist Jiang was panting, his trouser legs were stained with dust, while Qian Xuanzhong on the opposite side was even more unbearable, not to mention sweating profusely, his clothes were torn and full of cut marks.

"admire!"

"Good swordsmanship!"

Once discussing martial arts, the two had a great time.

Among them, Qian Xuanzhong is the most. In fact, he is far behind the other in terms of strength alone. After all, he has only mastered soft strength for a short time. The martial arts of the sect can be used, but he is not very proficient.

Moreover, although Taoist Jiang's view of Haiyun is not comparable to that of Yuanhua Sect, it is not that weak. It has been passed down for a long time, and there may not be less martial arts applicable to soft strength in the view.

If he really wanted to kill, Qian Xuanzhong really didn't have much confidence in surviving the opponent's sword.

"The Taoist master has profound skills. If Qian has any questions about martial arts in the future, please don't hesitate to give me your advice."

"Where is it, Jushi Qian can achieve a small success at this age, not to mention Guangyong, even in the seven southwestern states, he can be regarded as young and promising. The pindao can win half a hand temporarily because he has more After ten years, I really dare not take the word "enlightenment."

Two people say one sentence to you and one sentence to me, and everyone carries the bridal sedan chair.

However, most people off the court think that it is quite reasonable.

Because I have already seen the competition between the two on the field, and the people present are all martial arts practitioners, and their eyesight is not bad, so it is natural to see if there is any real ability.

"Hai Yun Guan is still very powerful. I thought that Guangyong could only see it with Zheng Yuan Guan. I didn't expect that Yue Haiping first came out of Hai Yun Guan, and now Jiang Qin'an came. The younger generation is awesome!"

"Jiang Daochang is indeed powerful, but the Tsing Yi Sword is not much worse. I heard that he is only in the weakest year. Not only can he master the strength, but he can also master the soft strength to achieve a small success. The future can be expected!"

There were constant discussions in the field, but Taoist Jiang and Qian Xuanzhong didn't care about it anymore. One of them competed three times in a row, and the other put out all their strengths to compete. The consumption was not small. At this moment, they went to the Taoist sect together. position, sit down, rest and recuperate.

Tsing Yi Jian also asked for a water blue gown by the way, to slightly cover up the tatters inside.

The two talked with each other, and the conversation involved a wide range of topics.The former has experience and traveled a lot of places; while the latter is from another state, and there is no shortage of what he has seen and heard.

When it comes to martial arts, Tsing Yi Jian is very familiar with him, he is a member of a gang.

Talking about the situation, Taoist Jiang couldn't help sighing again and again, bluntly saying that chaos is just around the corner.

"Oh, why not other states?"

Qian Xuanzhong sighed, the Southwest is actually fine, it is much more stable than the Central Plains which has been in chaos for hundreds of years, but even so, the Southwest is now in turmoil, and all the state capitals are faintly turbulent, with undercurrents surging.

He came from another prefecture, Xizhou is not bad, and among the western prefectures, Guangyong Mansion is the most stable.

"An Ding? Hmph, that's because you didn't meet Tao Yang, a layman. At that time, blood flowed like rivers!"

Daoist Jiang was so indignant that even the white water in his hand could not suppress his anger.

He almost pointed at the so-called general's nose and scolded him!

"Don't be angry, Daoist. I've heard about that man. He's bloodthirsty and easy to kill. There have always been rumors about him as a butcher."

Arriving here, Qian Xuanzhong finally understood that the Taoist priest in front of him was indeed solemn and serious, but he had kindness in his heart and was worried about state affairs and people's livelihood.

Snapped!
"Clean!"

A long and unhurried chant came to his ears, Tsing Yi Jian raised his head, and saw the old Taoist who had just put his gloves back into his sleeve robe.

The other party smiled at him, and then, ignoring Taoist Jiang's sullen expression, he waved his whisk again and tapped lightly on his forehead.

"Don't be foolish!"

After a long time, from embarrassment to contemplation, and then from contemplation to hesitant to speak, under the watchful eyes of the old Taoist, Taoist Jiang was finally disappointed and said sullenly! : "The apprentice knows, master."

The old man glanced at him, then turned and left.

Vaguely, Qian Xuanzhong, who had been sitting silently by the side, seemed to hear what the old Taoist said behind their backs. He listened carefully, and a sentence fell into his ears:

"There are more than [-] people, and it is still worrying"

"..."

Skipping this end, Qian Xuanzhong took the initiative to start talking.

The two chatted and found that there were fewer and fewer Taoist priests around. Looking up, it turned out that the venue had been divided into more than a dozen 'rings'.

Some Taoists are practicing in it.

A lot of warriors also joined, and the fight was in full swing.

Huh?
"That is... Daoist Chen?"

Daoist Jiang followed the opponent's line of sight, but saw one person was kicking the other away with one hand, and the next moment he jumped up suddenly, kicking his legs down quickly.

It was Chen Yu.

"Oh, Layman Qian is also acquainted with Daoyou Chen?"

Qian Xuanzhong smiled when he heard the words, "Of course, Daoist Chen helped me a lot when I met the bandits on the road."

Having said that, Taoist Jiang noticed that Chen Yu, who he had always thought to be good at Taoism, was actually not bad at martial arts.

"The strength is long and the fists and feet are sent and received flexibly, which should be the level of Tongjin."

And it seems that the time to master strength is not short.

Looking at it like this, he suddenly realized that he had overlooked it in the past. He remembered that when he sent an invitation to meet the other party for the first time, he only felt that this person's temperament was extraordinary and outstanding.

Fortunately, he thought at the time that the little Taoist priest who was injured by a group of bandits on the mountain road should not have much martial arts.

Now that I think about it, my fellow Taoist is really hiding something.

"But if that's the case, why did the rumors spread that he was seriously injured by a few thieves?"

I don't understand, Daoist Jiang simply didn't think about it, maybe Chen Daoyou recovered from his injury in half a year, and he made a breakthrough by the way.

Ok? !

At this time, Chen Yu swung his arm and hit directly, and the scene of another person being kicked out of the field came into his eyes.Daoist Jiang froze, his eyesight was very good, just now it was clearly not just strength, but softness, which was able to gather at one point and explode, throwing a man who weighed more than a hundred catties flying far away.

tenderness...

In half a year, I have never entered Tongjin and reached a small success in Tongjin...Is it reasonable to have an injury by the way?
Taoist Jiang recalled how long it took him to go from Tongjin to Xiaocheng, well, it took more than three years.

As for Qian Xuanzhong who was at the side, his hands trembled even more, he picked up the tea bowl and drank water to suppress his shock.

Although Taoist Jiang didn't know that Daoist Chen had been injured half a year ago, what even Jiang Qin'an didn't know was that the last time they met at the foot of the mountain, the other party didn't even have enough energy to turn around, it was very jerky.

Obviously just broke through not long ago.

So, how many days has it been?

Qian Xuanzhong thought for a while, but remained silent.

Listening to what my father and uncle said, I seem to be a rare genius in Qiyang, right?
How long have you been using it?

Like... nine months...?
The corner of Tsing Yi Jian's mouth twitched, Dad, Dad, you say I'm a genius, so... what is this guy? ?

　Qian Xuanzhong was born in the Qiyang Yuanhua sect, not the Yuanyang sect. There were two typos in the front, which have been corrected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)