The heavens begin with Hongquan

Chapter 254 Let me go: "I can pass on your magical skills." [[-] words]

It turned out that when the bald penman was facing the enemy, the ink dipped in the judge's pen was made by torturing with special medicinal materials.

After scratching on human skin, the ink marks are deeply imprinted, which will never be washed off, and cannot be scraped off with a knife.

Back then, when those martial arts masters were fighting against the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River", the most troublesome opponent was this bald penman.

It's not that his martial arts are the best, but that if he accidentally draws a circle, a cross, or writes a word or two on his face, or even draws a turtle, he will be shamed for life.

People from the rivers and lakes, when they go out to make a living, they value face the most. They would rather be chopped off and have an arm cut off than have a bald penman smeared on his face.

If it was really stained with ink, even Hong Kang had to be careful.

"Go!"

The bald pen man gave a loud shout and jumped up.

Dan Qingsheng stretched out his arms and threw himself out at the same time.

One in front and one behind, forming a pincer attack.

The bald penman held a large fine steel brush, poured his true energy into the end of the brush, and immediately enveloped Hong Kang's big acupoints all over his body;

Dan Qingsheng made a sword with his fingers, splashed ink and wrapped it in hemp, and pointed directly at Hong Kang's vital points.

The two of them used all their strength, and they approached Hong Kang in less than a breath. With such a short distance, Hong Kang could only make a hard catch.

But just before the attack of the two landed on Hong Kang, Hong Kang's figure suddenly disappeared.

The two were taken aback.

What about people? ?
The bald penman felt that the end of his pen had rubbed Hong Kang's clothes.

Suddenly, a scorching feeling came from above the two of them.

Bald Biweng and Dan Qingsheng looked up, their eyes full of shock.

Hong Kang did not know when he appeared at a height of seven or eight meters in the sky.

He took out the flute and aimed it at the two of them.

And the sun just shines through the hole.

The two people below only felt that the sun seemed to be blocked, while Hong Kang seemed to be one with the sun.

"Ape Strike"! !

Hong Kang visualized the sun wheel, and guided the next ray of sun's qi, using his own Hunyuan zhenqi as the path, and the hole flute as the carrier, and immediately pointed at Bald Biweng and Danqing.

"Chichi..."

"Whoa..."

It was originally an invisible radiance of the sun, but because of the high-speed friction with the air, sparks were generated, and the sparks shot towards the two people below like a waterfall.

at the same time--

"Crack~~!"

The hole flute in Hong Kang's hand immediately shattered into pieces.

With Qi Jin, he also shot at the two of them.

"fire star!!"

The sparks were really as fast as a stream of light, they bombarded Bald Pen Weng and Dan Qingsheng the instant they shot out.

"what……!!"

"Ahh...!
The two were immediately bombarded and flew five or six meters away, and fell into the pond with a "plop, plop".

When the two came up, their hair and clothes smelled of burnt.

Fortunately, Hong Kang didn't bombard the two with all the sparks, he already kept his hand.

This move [Fire Meteor] was not invented by Hong Kang himself, but taught by Zha Xiaoyun.

in the pond.

The bald penman saw that although the two of them were embarrassed, they were not seriously injured, and looked at Hong Kang full of doubts.

In addition, there are three points of awe and three points of gratitude.

With the move just now, the bald penman knew that if Hong Kang didn't hold back, even if he and his fourth brother survived, it would be the result of serious injuries.

But now, apart from the rather embarrassing appearance, it's just a dull pain in the internal organs.

For a while, the bald penman didn't know whether Hong Kang was good or bad.

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Ding Jian, Shi Lingwei and Zu Qianqiu were waiting in the outer courtyard.

I only heard a whisper inside first, what was said could not be heard clearly because it was too far away.

Then came the sound of fighting.

The sound of objects breaking, falling into water...

After a while, it was quiet inside.

Ding Jian and the three looked at each other, knowing that it was over.

But immediately after, the faces of Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei changed drastically, because it was not the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River".

Looking at the intact Hong Kang, Shi Lingwei shouted and asked: "Why are you?? Where is our owner??"

Hong Kang didn't answer.

After taking two steps forward, an afterimage suddenly appeared and flashed in front of Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei.

Both of their acupoints were blocked.

Zu Qianqiu intends to say a few words for himself: "Mr. Hong..."

Hong Kang turned around, his tone still calm as usual.

"Mr. Zu, I think, you should have almost drunk the wine here!"

Zu Qianqiu saw Hong Kang's face was normal, but he could clearly see the alienation in his eyes.

Zu Qianqiu felt apprehensive in his heart, bowed his hands together and said: "Wansheng understands what Mr. Hong means, but I just have the guts to ask, several villa owners..."

Hong Kang said indifferently: "They don't have to worry about their lives."

Zu Qianqiu said: "Let me go late."

Hong Kang watched Zu Qianqiu disappear into the distance, and then looked at Ding Jian and the two.

Let Zu Qianqiu leave to prevent him from getting involved in the next thing.

Hong Kang found a few bundles of rope, and after binding the "Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River" and Ding and Shi, he went to Huang Zhonggong's bedroom.

After staying in [Meizhuang] for a while, Hong Kang had a great talk with Huang Zhonggong, so he naturally knew where his bedroom was.

"Squeak~~"

The door opened, and Hong Kang had already entered the inner room.

There is only one bed and one table in this room, the furnishings are simple, the bed is hung with gauze curtains, it is very old and has turned yellow.

There is a short piano on the table, the whole body is dark, it seems to be made of iron.

Hong Kang stepped forward to fiddle with it, and immediately made a "clank clang clang clang" sound.

Melodious, curly.

Hong Kang turned around, lifted the quilt on the bed, and lifted the bed board, but underneath it was an iron board with a copper ring on it.

Hong Kang clasped his fingers first.

Only the sound of "dongdong" can be heard, but it is very dull. It can be seen that it is empty underneath.

Hong Kang held the copper ring, raised his arms together, and lifted up the four-foot-square and five-foot-long iron plate, revealing a square black hole.

The iron plate was half a chi thick, obviously very heavy, but for Hong Kang who had regained nearly three thousand catties of strength, it was a piece of cake.

Hong Kang had enough eyesight to see a faint light.

With this ray of light, he judged that the hole was only two meters deep.

Immediately, he jumped down, "slapped", and landed steadily.

I saw an oil lamp burning on the wall not far away, emitting a pale yellow light. The faint light that Hong Kang saw should come from here.

After walking about seven or eight meters, a stone gate blocked the way.

Hong Kang had been prepared for a long time, took out a bunch of keys, inserted a keyhole, did not turn it, and inserted another one. After several times, he finally tried the correct key. Hong Kang turned it a few times and pushed it inward. .

Only the sound of "cracking" was heard, and the stone door opened slowly.

This bunch of keys was naturally obtained by Hong Kang from Huang Zhonggong.

Hong Kang sloped all the way down the tunnel, and after walking about a hundred meters, he came to another door.Hong Kang took out the key again and opened the door, but this time it was an iron door.

The terrain is constantly sloping downwards, and I'm afraid it has penetrated hundreds of meters into the ground.

There were several iron gates encountered in the middle.

Hong Kang thought in his heart: "Having lived in this kind of place for more than ten years, I am afraid that most people must go crazy. This Ren Wo can persist for more than ten years, and his determination is extraordinary!"

Afterwards, I walked for nearly a hundred meters, and there was no longer a door. There was only an oil lamp after a long distance in the tunnel.

Thanks to Hong Kang's amazing eyesight, he even noticed the extreme humidity on the walls and soles of his feet.

Secretly said: "This must be the bottom of the West Lake!"

After a while, Hong Kang finally arrived at the cellar where Ren Woxing was held.

He stopped, took out the torch and lit the oil lamp on the wall. In the dim light, he saw an iron door in front of him, and there was a hole about a foot square in the iron door.

With Hong Kang's hearing ability, he could already hear the deep heartbeat inside.

Hong Kang paused word by word: "Ren—I—do it!!"

The breathing rate in the basement suddenly changed, and a thick voice came out: "Huh?! Who is it?? You are not those four bastards."

Hong Kang froze, he didn't expect Ren Woxing to utter foul words.

"Mr. Ren, after all, you were once the leader of a great religion, why do you speak like a slang in the market?!"

Ren Woxing scolded: "I can scold as much as I want? Who can control this old man! You bastard, you bastard, these ungrateful bastards!!"

Hong Kang said: "Mr. Ren, if you scold me so much, if the four owners know about it, you won't be afraid that they will drug your food? Or maybe you won't come to deliver food for a month or two."

"Mr. Ren, even if your martial arts are world-class, you are still a body of flesh and blood. If you don't eat for such a long time, you will only end up starving to death." Hong Kang pretended to sigh, "If a generation of peerless masters finally starve to death, wouldn't it make people laugh? die?!"

"Hmph! Even if those four bastards are standing in front of me, I still want to scold you!" Ren Woxing shouted,

"As for killing me? Hehehe... They have had many opportunities in recent years."

"But without the permission of the Eastern dog thief, would those four bastards dare?"

Hong Kang secretly admired him.

Even though Ren Woxing was imprisoned here, he was still quick-witted and clear-minded, knowing that his imprisonment was the meaning of Dongfang Bubai.If Dongfang Bubai really wanted to take his life, it would not be imprisonment but extermination.

Ren Woxing suddenly shouted and asked: "Boy, who are you? What did the Eastern dog thief send you here for?"

"Hong is not Dongfang Bubai's subordinate, Mr. Ren, don't get me wrong."

As he spoke, Hong Kang opened the iron door on the small square hole, and saw the situation in the basement through it.

A man with disheveled hair sat cross-legged on an iron board, his long beard hung down to his chest, and his face was covered with a beard, making it difficult to see his face clearly. His hair, beard and eyebrows were all dark black, without any gray.

He has a burly figure and exudes a powerful aura.

There is an iron ring around his wrist, and the iron chain on the ring leads to the wall behind him, both hands and feet are like this.

At a glance, the green walls on all sides gleamed brightly. It turned out that the walls around the basement were all made of steel.

Feeling the ferocious aura, Hong Kang nodded in his heart, he deserves to be allowed to do what he wants!
The strength of this aura is the only one Hong Kang has seen so far.

However, although he is tyrannical and vicious, he doesn't have the kind of tolerant heart, at most he is a hero.

The founding generals and marshals that Hong Kang met in his previous life, although they don't know martial arts, but in terms of courage, which one is not above doing what we do! !

Not to mention the leader of the southern army, Hong Kang deeply admires him for his spirit of the universe.

"What?? You're not a dog thief from the East?!"

Ren Woxing got up "teng", and walked over quickly, the iron chain was dragged on the ground, making a "clangling" sound.

He has been in the basement for a long time without seeing the light, so his eyesight is not as good as before.

Through the light from the square hole, he saw Hong Kang's face clearly.

"Tch! It turns out that he is a brat who is not yet dry!"

Seeing Ren Woxing approaching, Hong Kang frowned, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Ren Woxing felt that this kid was afraid of himself, and laughed maniacally: "Hahaha...boy, are you so afraid of this old man?"

Hong Kang slapped his nose with his hands, and said with a little disgust: "No, it's just that Mr. Ren, you probably haven't washed after you were imprisoned! This smell is really..."

With that said, Hong Kang took a few steps back.

After Ren Woxing stayed for a while, he wanted to get angry, but he didn't know what to think, so he smiled and said: "Hahaha... kid, you are the first one who dares to say that about me in front of the old man."

Then the laughter faded away, and he said: "Little friend, since you are not a thief from the East, how did you find this place? Although the four bastards outside, the old man doesn't pay attention to them, but the head of the ordinary big sect , you can’t take advantage of them, they are definitely not something you can match.”

Hong Kang smiled.

At this moment, Ren Woxing was still testing his identity.

Hong Kang said: "The four villa owners are resting now, um, the kind of rest tied with ropes."

Ren Woxing said: "Hahaha... kid, did you do it?"

Hong Kang nodded, he didn't care much about the title "little friend".

Observing Ren Woxing at a close distance, and Hong Kang's spiritual observation, Ren Woxing's true energy is six or seven times more than his own, which is like a vast ocean.

With such a majestic amount of zhenqi, even if he doesn't know martial arts, just relying on zhenqi to overwhelm him is enough to make Ren Woxing not afraid of most people.

Not to mention that Ren Woxing is also proficient in boxing and swordsmanship!
However, Hong Kang is still very confident when facing Ren Woxing.

This is not only because of Hong Kang's firm will, but also because he found that although Ren Woxing's true energy is majestic, it has a serious sense of stagnation and astringency when it operates, without the meaning of roundness.

Hong Kang thought to himself: This should be the sequelae of "Star Attraction Dafa"!

In Hong Kang's view, if a martial artist cannot control his own power as he likes, then he is not good enough.

Blindly pursuing the greatness of true qi, but regardless of one's ability to withstand and control it, is like a child dancing with a sledgehammer, and it is easy to hurt oneself.

Ren Woxing said: "Little friend, you did a good job! You have given the old man a bad breath!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, Ren Woxing stopped laughing.

A pair of tigers glared at Hong Kang, and said: "Little friend, since you have found the old man, then tell me, what do you want to do? You didn't come here specially to release the old man!?"

Hong Kang smiled and said, "Mr. Ren, what if I say yes?"

Ren Woxing didn't say a word, he stared straight into Hong Kang's eyes, trying to see clearly whether what this kid said was true or not.

But Hong Kang's eyes have not changed, they are clear, distant and profound.

In terms of age, Hong Kang is several times older than Ren Woxing, so how can he easily show his intentions! ?

Ren Woxing said solemnly: "If you really let me out, I can accept you as a disciple, pass on your miraculous skills, and make you the elder of my god religion; if you make some more contributions, you can become the deputy head of the god religion. Even if I take the old man's seat in the future, it's not impossible."

Ren Woxing's cake painting is really big enough.

If it was a fledgling young man, he might really be moved by him.

"How is it? What do you think about it, kid?"

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(End of this chapter)