I want to embrace the moon for nine days

There seemed to be two thousand invaders. As they approached the city gate, one of them, a monk holding an iron rod in his hand, suddenly jumped from his horse.

The shadow of the stick split into two, almost in no particular order, and hit the two city gates. The large wooden blocks inside the city gates that were used to support the doors all broke, and the city gates opened quickly with a buzzing sound.

The next moment the monk returned to his horse, the horse passed the city gate and broke into the city.

The large group of people behind them filed in.

Bang! ! ! !

The two city gates hit the inside of the city wall heavily and shook several times.

This kind of thick and large city gate is often very slow when opened manually, but the monk used the force of two iron rods to break all the big trees, and then made the city gate speed up to such a fast speed in an instant. Only two shallow dents were left on the part where the iron rod came into contact.

After everyone entered the city, they didn't do any large-scale looting. They just went straight to the area where the city lord's mansion was located. The thunder of horse hooves shocked the people in the city and panicked.

"Please come out and see the Lord of Dongping City!"

After the horses arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, the leading men reined in the reins, and the people behind spread out, filling the streets near the City Lord's Mansion. The snoring of the horses could be heard everywhere.

Liu Jiazi just ran over, closed the door of the city lord's mansion, and hurried into the mansion. Just as he was about to find Su Hanshan, he saw Su Hanshan floating down from nowhere.

"Why panic? Everyone is here, panic can't change anything."

Su Hanshan said calmly, stepped forward to open the door of the mansion, stepped over the threshold, raised his hands and looked at everyone, "What do you do for me?"

Liu Jiazi stood behind him, and Wang Qianqian rushed over.

The leader of those people was a middle-aged man wearing dark purple clothes, wearing a black cloak. He had deep features, two thin beards on his upper lip, and a black and shiny beard on his chin, which showed a rather noble air.

He looked at Su Hanshan and saw that he was young but the people around him were very respectful. He was slightly surprised and said, "Are you the Lord of Dongping City?"

"My descendant, Sun Xingzu, is from Juma City. He was traveling far away on important matters. Not long ago, he met a group of wandering riders and found out that they were defectors from Juma City in the past. However, he learned from their mouths that there is a Dongping City here. , I came here to pay you a visit."

Sun Xingzu turned over and dismounted. Although he said politely, there were only a few guards and a few monks behind him, who followed him to dismount. The rest of the people remained motionless on their horses, looking at him eagerly.

Su Hanshan glanced at it and said, "I'm a guest from afar, so please come in."

When Dongping City was under the control of Lord Gecheng a few years ago, although its reputation spread to places like Wangjia Village, compared to Juma City, it was nothing more than a remote town.

Chen Wanchuan and the others even wandered around for more than half a year before passing by nearby and intending to occupy the city.

People like Sun Xingzu, if they didn't have other desires, would never have changed their route and made a special trip here after hearing about this small town.

Su Hanshan had already expected it, and wanted to see what kind of medicine they sold in the gourd.

After entering the lobby, Liu Jiazi arranged for someone to make tea.

After Sun Xingzu sat down, among the people following him, only two monks sat down, and the rest stood.

The two sitting monks, one with stubby eyebrows, round eyes, gray beard, short stature, are holding rosary beads in their hands.

The other had a face the color of pig liver, a bold nose, and big ears. He held an iron rod in his hand. He was of medium stature and in his prime. Even when he was sitting on a chair, the iron rod did not loosen its grip and was firmly clamped on it. side.

Su Hanshan blew away the foam from the tea leaves, took a sip of tea, and looked at everyone, and the three people were also looking at him.

Liu Jiazi became a little nervous when he thought of so many people outside, and said with a smile: "The people you mentioned who defected from Juma City are probably Chen Wanchuan's men. They came to our city. I don't know if they want to take other people away." Are the traitors also taken away and dealt with?"

"Those people said that Chen Wanchuan had already become the city lord, but there were sudden changes in the city. They suspected that Chen Wanchuan might be dead. Now it seems that the new city lord has indeed taken over."

Sun Xingzu said with a smile, "The lord of Dongping City is young and promising. Not only did he deal with the gang of thugs, but he also made the city live and work in peace and contentment. The grain in the fields has turned yellow. It seems that there will be another big harvest soon."

As for the sparse and dry grains in the fields, there are many withered and fallen grains. The words "big harvest" and "big harvest" are completely different from each other.

Su Hanshan chuckled and said: "Brother Sun is not mobilizing troops and people like this just to chat a few gossips. What's the matter? You might as well say it directly."

"Okay, City Lord, please speak quickly!"

Sun Xingzu's face turned pale, "To be honest, we encountered some twists and turns on the road, and the dry food we brought has been exhausted. I also asked the city lord to let us rest in the city and replenish food and hot water for all of us before tonight. , we will continue our journey at night."

Liu Jiazi's expression changed slightly.

Su Hanshan put down the teacup and asked, "How much food do you want?"

There was a guard next to him. He took out a shriveled bag from his waist and said, "Get some solid pancakes or rice noodles. Just fill this up."

If the bag were laid flat, it would look like two feet long and over six inches wide.

"You don't know, but if Dongping City is still in peace and the harvest is really good, it will be okay to collect more than two thousand bags of this kind of food."

Su Hanshan sighed, "But before, Chen Wanchuan worked hard on people and money, so now the people in the city are already scrimping on food and clothing, relying on hoarding bark, grass roots, and hoping that the short harvest of grain in the fields will be harvested and they can breathe a sigh of relief."

"I'm afraid, I really can't get so much food for you."

Sun Xingzu said: "It's okay if you can give each of us a few meals of rations. If not, let's wait one more night and ask the city lord to let everyone in the city harvest and thresh as soon as possible. If we don't pick, we will be rewarded in the future."

The old monk suddenly said: "This kid is really unhappy, why should you be so polite to him?"

"Listen up, kid. If you obediently serve me food today, you are well-informed. Otherwise, if I beat you until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen, you will still have to offer me food!"

Su Hanshan looked at the old monk and smiled: "What's your name, Master?"

The old monk raised his eyelids and said, "You kid, you want to take advantage of the fact that I am halfway back to reply and launch a sneak attack, right?"

"I've eaten more salt than you've ever eaten rice. Don't try to show off this little trick in front of me. It's rare for you to defeat Chen Wanchuan at this age, but after all, you haven't cultivated the spirit into your body. This is very clear to me."

"None of your actions or strength can be outdone by me, let alone my disciple Benzhi and Deputy City Master Sun here. No one of you can compete with them."

Sun Xingzu said helplessly: "Master Ben is a bit outspoken in temper, but he is right. Lord Dongping, you are also the Lord of one side of the city. Please give the order quickly and don't lose your dignity."

"So you three are no longer in the realm of boxing psychics? Then this third realm, the threshold for spiritual souls to enter the body, is lower than I thought." Su Hanshan's eyelids drooped and he pointed his finger on his forehead. He seemed to be talking to himself.

Sun Xingzu and Ben Yin showed displeasure on their faces when they saw his arrogant appearance.

The iron rod in Monk Benzhi's hand suddenly moved. A heavy rod as thick as a child's arm seemed to suddenly shrink and disappear in his hand, and then suddenly flashed back, with the head of the rod poking at Su Hanshan's collarbone.

Air is a very dynamic thing and will be disturbed by any slight change.

But when the stick moved, the air in the entire lobby seemed to be stagnant, unable to react at all. The position of the stick had changed.

But when the stick was thrust out, a fist hit the top of the iron stick so accurately.

When this fist hit the iron rod, everyone in the lobby felt as if their body and mind were at peace, and they had entered a new world.

The surrounding scenery seems to have not changed, and it is all shrouded under an invisible barrier.

Beams, pillars, walls, tables, chairs, teapots and floor tiles, people's clothing and hair, air, light, and dust.

Every seemingly subtle change and every movement trend are all grasped by that hand and that fist.

If it is said that people's speech, behavior, and ups and downs of thoughts all contain the secret of power, then at this moment, this fist seal is the master of the secret.

Master the three secrets of body, speech, and mind...

Seven-wheel Vajra Fist enchantment!

Monk Benzhi even had the illusion that the force of his stick was controlled by the opponent's fist seal.

So much so that at that moment, he couldn't tell which was the opponent's fist and smashed his own iron rod back.

Or rather, the fist just stayed there without moving, and the iron rod knocked back towards its owner.

Fortunately, he had not planned to kill him with this stick, and only used 60% of his strength, so at the critical moment, he used his remaining strength to block the end of the stick with his left forearm.

Boom! ! !

When the iron rod hit Ben Zhi, it also hit him like a round, hollow barrier.

His left arm didn't feel pain, but his whole body was numb. The chair shattered, his body fell backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground, crushing the stone bricks and sliding backwards.

When Su Hanshan read about local martial arts, he read through all the relatively simple concepts of various types in order to better identify the strength of warriors in this world.

Although powerful warriors will not practice the superficial skills in Dongping City, their attributes will always be similar.

Just like they belong to fire, water, or mountains, etc.

Judging from the sensitivity of Su Hanshan, as long as he grasps the context of each type, he can make a rough judgment on other warriors who have practiced to a deeper level.

The martial arts in this world can be divided into three major stages: refining the soul, channeling the spirit through fists, and entering the soul into the body.

Although these three people are said to have entered the stage of soul entering the body, according to Su Hanshan's induction, the threat level is at most equivalent to the peak of the ordinary ladder.

Of course, induction is induction, and it cannot be completely determined by this in actual combat.

Therefore, when Su Hanshan officially took action, he did not have any confidence, and his essence, energy, and spirit were all in full bloom.

The first punch combines the light-condensing leather energy, the artistic conception of exploding lanterns, and the secret of Mahamudra that I have been pondering recently.

After knocking down Ben Zhi with one punch, Su Hanshan's body stood up, his shadow lifted, and his two arms rose.

When he turned around, he had already smashed down his two fists, attacking Sun Xingzu and Monk Benyin at the same time.

This movement was obviously very fast, so fast that the other two people didn't even have time to stand up from the chair.

However, due to the existence of the Vajra Fist barrier, in the eyes of Liu Jiazi and the guard monks, the entire process of Su Hanshan's getting up movement was clearly displayed with complete details, making them feel that the movement was very heavy and slow.

When his two fists pressed down, the entire area affected by the barrier and all the scenery, regardless of reality or reality, had a tendency to be deformed by his fists.

Sun Xingzu and Ben Yinshang's eyes trembled, their faces suddenly changed, and they made surprisingly similar defensive movements. They stepped forward with their feet separated, their backs tensed, their arms crossed, and they blocked upwards.

Heavy! ! ! !

At the moment of contact, there was only this one thought left in both of their minds. It was extremely heavy, extremely thick. How could it be so heavy? !

It didn't look like two fists were smashing down on them. It looked like most of the city lord's palace had turned over and pressed down directly on them.

Even though they defended with all their strength, these two fists still suppressed their crossed arms and hit their heads on the door.

The surrounding buildings on the ground that were forty to fifty feet swayed obviously.

After being pressed by such a huge force, the bodies of the two people did not sink directly to the ground, but fell to their knees with a bang.

Then they were like two hollow bronze statues, their backs tensed in place, buzzing and vibrating for a long time.

It was so hard that they were shocked to the point where their brains were dizzy, their eyes were confused, their hair, beards, and clothes were all broken, and everything they came into contact with was turned into dust, and then they passed out naked.

Su Hanshan had already stopped his hand, stood a few steps away, and slowly finished his attack.

"Oh, there are no injuries on the body despite such high-frequency vibrations. Is what the divine soul brings to you when it enters the body is the ability to make the fragile body vibrate at ultra-high frequencies?"

His seven-wheel Vajra Fist barrier and the force of collision and suppression are all very simple, vast, thick, and dense. It should not have such a long-term oscillation.

This power should come from the skills of these people. They were originally intended to be used for attacks, but before they had time to be used, they were pushed back by Su Hanshan.

"pity."

These three people had already passed out, and no one could answer Su Hanshan's questions for a while.

Although the guards and monks did not faint, their whole bodies were stiff, their hearts were beating wildly, and they did not dare to move at all, let alone let any of their eyes fall on the boy they regarded as ignorant just now.

Su Hanshan wiped his hands: "You can produce such a strange trait, but you are so useless in a real fight. You are really embarrassing your own martial arts!"

(End of this chapter)