Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 1287: Cowardly Mad Dragon, Pingshan Yunren

There are still three months left before the end of this year's Tianxia Fengyun Monument.

The Sun Burial Knife was recast, and even made a small improvement based on the original, and some things were learned in the process.

The craftsman who cast this sword is very skilled, and the casting method is also very particular, so that it can be compatible with the properties of water and fire without affecting its own stability.

In Yajiu's opinion, this technique is worth learning.

With a little extension, you can go a step further on this basis.

For example, relying on the yin and yang hedging, the power of the weapon can be enhanced without affecting the durability of the weapon and other factors.

Or simply take a few steps forward on this basis and discover the cultivation methods of Wuwang Valley. Although Evil Lord doesn’t know the details, it is not difficult to understand some of the inside information based on his connections.

Since the inner elixir can only be cultivated by visiting the realm of Taiyi.

So, what about Waidan?
Can it be more popular than the "Inner Alchemy Method", or can the two simply be integrated and make further progress?

These ideas need time to be verified.

Now that the recasting of the Sun Burial Sword was completed, he also needed to start preparing for the next best skill competition in the world.

"Thank you." Zhu Wencangri took the sword.

It was a completely different feeling from before. The Sun Burial Knife became an extension of his limbs, fitting better than before. It no longer looked like it was made of some kind of metal, but more like it was made of a pure crystal mineral.

"There is no need to thank friends. If you really want to express gratitude, don't live up to it."

Without extinguishing the flame in the casting furnace, Yajiu raised his hand, took out a piece of ordinary fine iron, and placed it on the casting table.

"Then, let him accompany me to win this competition first."

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"You are just like the boy that Dad Xen met before. You don't know the world when you first come out of the world. With your little weight, you still dare to imitate Emei and leave your name on that thing to make a date with someone."

On a certain high mountain, I noticed that Sheng Wushang showed signs of raising his hand. The young man with green eyebrows and green hair who was standing in front of him quickly moved and hid behind the woman holding a jade Ruyi.

Then, he dared to answer cautiously:
"Sister A has left her name on it, so I will definitely leave it too."

This green-haired young man is now called Lian Xiaolong. His hair style is quite regular and his clothes are also pretty standard.

Unlike later generations, you can tell at a glance that he is not a good person.

Also, he has no tattoos.

The story started a long time ago, when he and his sister were practicing Emei to bury their parents, and unexpectedly met an old man, yes, this bad old man who always supported his father and kept silent.

Not only does he have a bad temper, but hitting people is also extremely painful.

What you say will actually happen after a while, just like the immortals.

He and his sister learned martial arts from this stinky old man who called himself Jiutian Xuanzun and had a particularly bad temper, and embarked on the path of cultivation he mentioned.

Every day I get up, eat, meditate, get beaten, sleep, and the cycle goes on like this.

If he couldn't beat this old man, he would definitely kill him!
If it hadn't been for him, if it hadn't been for this bad old man, Ajie wouldn't have locked herself up so often to practice in seclusion.

Don’t let the cute little dragon do what he wants to do.

Even if the fist hits his body, it won't hurt, but it will hurt. In order to avoid being beaten, he can only give up the idea.

Fortunately, the bad old man didn't stay with them all the time. In the early days, the time was a little longer, but later it became shorter. He occasionally taught Sister A for a few days or years.

In other words, he was finally coming through.

This time my sister is going out to relax, so as her lovely and caring little brother, he will definitely accompany her.

Days have to pass.As a result, my sister suddenly got up and ran to the place called Wanxi Chaocheng and left her name on the stone.

Then they met the nasty old man!

Eight lifetimes of bloody bad luck!
So angry!But it's of no use.

Sheng Wushang raised his hand and stroked his beard: "Don't blame Dad for not warning him. Your boy's Yintang is black. This battle may be bloody."

For Qingyangzi, Daohuang chose to do the same thing. He had already written down the notes in such detail, and if he still couldn't fix it with his mouthful of rice, he might as well teach him how to make barbecued pork.

After driving people away, he found the person he was looking for.

The famous calamity has begun. He has calculated that it should be without any surprises, but this calamity will lead to a new calamity.

"Senior." Lian Emei looked worried.

"Just prepare your scene carefully, don't worry about him." Sheng Wushang comforted him:
"Since he's going to be in the world, it's not a bad idea to shed blood to buy a lesson. Dad Xen has settled it for him. There's no need to worry about his life."

"Thank you senior."

After hearing this, Lian Emei felt relieved. She came to leave her name because of a whim. When she was withdrawing her strength, her younger brother also took action, which prevented her from taking action to stop him in time.

Then, Sheng Wushang was seen looking at Lian Xiaolong who was hiding:
"If you want to be taken out by Dad for repairs, you can continue to hide."

After hearing his words, Lian Xiaolong came out reluctantly and kept a certain distance from Sheng Wushang.

I'm afraid that if my words don't make sense, I'll get slapped in the face.

"Take out the crappy thing you're going to use and let Dad take a look at it. Don't break the knife as soon as you get on it and chop off your arm. Dad won't be able to help you heal it then."

Knowing that Lian Xiaolong will be a disaster in the future, Sheng Wushang still loves him and takes care of him. Even if there are some things that cannot be stopped...

Also try to make it come as late as possible.

"Oh." The green-haired young man took off the scimitar from his back, with a chain tied to the end of the knife: "Xiao Longlong is going to use this."

Without waiting for him to continue the introduction, he felt a strong force coming from his hand. The scimitar suddenly flew up from his hand and was taken back by Sheng Wushang. He burned Dao patterns into the blade and asked the young man:
"How did you go with the moves I taught you last time?"

"Well, Xiao Longlong has been practicing seriously. If you don't believe me, just ask my sister." The young man patted his chest.

The answer I got was: "Dad Xen can read it himself."

"Then you still..."

Even if I know how to read it, I still want to ask him if he is suffering from dementia due to his age.

He thought so in his heart, but even if he borrowed eight more courages, Lian Xiaolong would not dare to say it in front of this bad old man.

As for the martial arts he learned from this old man.

It's called "Three Shocking Moments" and it's a very, very fast sword technique. He is indeed practicing it, but he also created a few moves of his own, and they feel much more handsome when used than the old man's moves.

However, if it's strong, it must be the old man's moves, otherwise he wouldn't practice hard.

Sheng Wushang's eyes were slightly sharp: "Huh?"

"Sister, help!" Lian Xiaolong immediately hid behind Lian Emei.

This stinky old man doesn't know how to speak harshly to my sister. As for what he said about the darkening of the hall and the bloody disaster, he actually really wanted to say: Damn old man, are you farting!
But past experience told him that he should still believe it more or less.

Just in case, be careful in sailing the ten thousand year ship. What if he has some shortcomings this time? What will I do?
Lian Emei turned sideways and said to his younger brother: "Senior, this is also for your own good. You can't do this."

"Oh, then Xiaolonglong listens to sister."

Lian Xiaolong still listened to what Lian Emei said, so he walked out, stood up again, and waited for the bad old man to speak to see what else this bad old man could say.

(End of this chapter)