Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 5 Reckless
Yan Xi said these few words incoherently, confused, repeatedly mentioned the secret books passed down by the master, but only said half of each sentence, which made the old Taoist feel itchy, his face changed frequently, and he thought to himself: "It turns out that Jiuhe The old Taoist put the sword manual elsewhere."

This old Taoist is called Qinghe in the Clouds by people in the Jianghu, and his Taoist name is Yunjizi. He is a well-known lone thief in the Jianghu.

He secretly thought: "Zhong Nandi and Gao Liren paid a lot of money to hire a few of us to besiege and kill Jiuhe old miscellaneous hairs. How can those dumb things impress the old Taoists?"

"If he hadn't known that Jiuhe Lao Zongmao was an abandoned disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, and if he had killed Jiuhe, he would have had a chance to snatch the secret manual of Snow Mountain swordsmanship. Even if he had doubled the gold, the old Taoist wouldn't have made this trip."

"Under the siege of more than ten of us, Jiuhe Old Daoist still killed seven people in a row. He severely injured Mr. Xiaohua, the poisonous concubine, and lightly injured Old Monster Liang. The swordsmanship of the Xueshan School is as mysterious as a god."

"Only the old Taoist saw the opportunity quickly, and his lightness kungfu was brilliant, and he took advantage of the situation and left without injury."

"I came back to visit this time, just in case. I didn't expect that the older chubby Taoist boy suffered from injuries and started talking nonsense, leaking the news about the sword manual."

"This is a great opportunity. I, Yun Jizi, should be able to get a glimpse of the secret of swordsmanship."

Yun Jizi stared at Yan Xi with burning eyes, and only waited for him to tell the secret book, then he killed two little Taoist boys, went to get the sword manual and flew away alone.

Yan Xi talked nonsense for a while, but he still didn't see the old Taoist approaching, so he just stretched his feet and pretended to pass out.

Xiaodao Tongyuechi was out of breath from crying and worried beyond measure.

"He can't die." Yun Jizi was shocked and said, "Little fat Taoist priest has lost half of his life after being hit by Old Monster Liang's Cold Mountain Palm Strength. If he really dies, wouldn't my actions be in vain?"

The old Taoist walked up to Yan Xi's side in a few steps, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth with great distress, sat down cross-legged and pressed his palms against the back of the little fat Taoist priest, sending a burst of true energy over.

Xiaodao Tong Yuechi hated this gang of murderers deeply, but seeing Yun Jizi saving the second senior brother, he didn't dare to disturb him, and just stood nervously aside.

After the elixir fell into his stomach, Yan Xi's lower abdomen warmed up, followed by a feminine internal force entering his body, which immediately stimulated the power of the medicine, and the billowing heat wave penetrated his whole body, as if he was in an oven.

His body softened, he leaned back, and fell into the arms of the old Taoist priest.

Yun Jizi didn't know that there was a fraud, Taoist Nine Cranes was dead, these two little Taoist priests were just pork belly on the cutting board to him, fat or thin as he wished, and he never guarded against them at all.

The old Taoist stretched out one hand to support Yan Xi, while the other hand was still on the back of his heart, continuously sending his internal energy to him, he thought to himself: "I fed the little Taoist a grain of Guyang Pill, how precious is this thing? If it wasn't for me not being able to eat, how could I be so cheap to this little Taoist priest? If I can't save the living, my Daoist will suffer a lot."

Yun Jizi only wanted to wake up the little fat Taoist so that he could press for the whereabouts of the Snow Mountain Sword Manual, and if Yan Xi was seriously injured, he would have lost his vigilance.

His femininity and true qi flowed to Yan Xi's chest, colliding slightly with the sluggish Han Shan's palm, Yan Xi's blood surged suddenly, he couldn't control himself, and almost vomited blood again, but at this moment, the arrow is on the string, and he has already ignored that much.

As soon as Yan Xi turned over, his fat body was actually very flexible. He stretched out his arms to wrap around Yunjizi's neck, and twisted his feet fiercely around the old man's chest.

In order to write a martial arts web article, he flipped through Brazilian jiu-jitsu materials, and practiced for a few days with a small martial arts teaching video by a certain web author. The great author of the online article was blocked, and the follower spot was vacated for a big sister who danced Argentine tango.

Not to mention, that big sister's swinging legs are much more beautiful than the boxing practiced by a great web writer.

Yan Xi had never practiced Jiu-Jitsu seriously at all, and the wrestling method he used was not very authentic, and he didn't know whether this move should be called a cross twist or a naked twist. open.

But Yun Jizi is a classical martial artist, he doesn't understand these "evil ways", and has never encountered such a "strange trick" in his life.

In the world of martial arts, no matter whether it is inside or outside, there is absolutely no such close-to-body scuffling tactic, they all use their tactic to dismantle it, and try to stop the enemy within a few steps, so that they can have room for changing tactic.

The old Taoist hurriedly got down and twisted, Yan Xi felt that the old man in his arms was like a loach, almost slipped out, and hurriedly stretched out his foot to hook Yunji's big crotch, wrapped his hands around the old Taoist's neck, twisted into a cross, and exerted all his strength , even vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, but didn't dare to let go, exhausted all his strength, and shouted: "Junior Brother!"

According to the character design of the character card, the Yanxi Taoist is not bad at birth, but also has the talent of copper skin and iron bones. His strength is superior to ordinary people, and his physique is very majestic. Foreign skills that do not require understanding.

After more than ten years of hard work, the Taoist priest Yanxi has mastered the most clumsy Bronze Elephant Kung Fu, and the other two skills are not as good, and he can barely be regarded as a second- or third-rate master.

At this moment, he desperately used all his strength and used twelve points to lock the cloud machine firmly.

There is a sharp blade hidden under Xiaodao Tongyuechi's sleeve robe, and Yan Xi is betting that the little pendant is smart enough to cooperate with him in a wave of kills without any hints.

Yun Jizi exercised enough internal strength to viciously shake Yan Xi's arm.

Yan Xi only felt that the skinny old man in his arms was like a super-sized massage stick with powerful horsepower, and waves of strange force were emitted from his whole body, shaking his eyes to blackness.

At this moment of life and death, how could Yan Xi care about other things?

I thought to myself: "If you let go, you will die, if you let go, you will die..." I used up all my strength.

The old Taoist exercised his internal strength several times, and suddenly his throat felt cold.

Yan Xi strangled him until his eyes were blood red, and his vision was hazy. He forced his eyes open to look, and saw the little Taoist Yuechi grabbed a broken sword with his bare hands and inserted it into his own throat.

Yun Jizi didn't expect that he would roam the world and be unruly all his life, but he would die at the hands of two little Taoist priests whose martial arts were far inferior to his.

The morale of the old Taoist died, and he refused to close his eyes.

Yan Xi felt that the old Taoist priest in his arms suddenly lost his strength. He heard all kinds of crackling, cracking, and cracking sounds, but he didn't dare to relax. For a while, he only thought: "If you let go, you will die, if you let go, you will die!" ..."

Without the inner strength protection, the bones of Yun Jizi's whole body were crushed by Yan Xi's brute force.

"Second Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother! Stop hugging, you're vomiting blood again..."

"Quickly let go!"

Yan Xi didn't know how long it had passed, but he could only hear the crying of his junior brother, his brain was beating wildly, his brain was rumbling, countless words appeared in the air, and he suddenly woke up.

Old Daoist Yun Jizi's whole body was limp, and he didn't know how many bones had been crushed, and his death was terrible.

Yan Xi felt slightly frightened, hurriedly threw away the corpse, and muttered, "What about outsmarting what was agreed?"

"The result is still reckless."

　Shaking flower legs are really pretty...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)