Golden elixir of cultivation

Chapter 65 Little Qin King

Huang Sheng felt like a tiger was roaring in his heart, and a surge of anger instantly surged into his heart. He just caught a glimpse of the Taoist figure, but was suppressed by him, and said in a deep voice, "Let him go, the young prince of Prince Qin's palace wants to see you. "

"Prince Qin?" Bai Mo raised his eyebrows. He didn't even know which way the gate of Prince Qin's palace opened. How could there be communication?
"Mace Qin." The thoughts in his mind were racing, and he suddenly thought of something. At that time, Mr. Qin, who was turning into smoke on the grave, said that if he met a descendant of the Qin family in the future, he would return the mace to the Qin family. If not, he would return it to the Qin family. Keep it to yourself.

This person just said that the iron mace is a family heirloom of the Qin Palace. Could it be the same word Qin?There was actually a prince among the descendants of the owner of the tomb?
Fang Yeyun suddenly spat and sneered, "Bullshit little prince, in this situation, status is of no use. They are all the seeds of Taoism. He has such a big face. If you want to see him, let him come over by himself."

Bai Mo chuckled lightly and glanced at Huang Sheng, "Did you hear that? There is no one who can appear here, high or low, so why bother treating others like dogs."

Huang Sheng was stunned, his expression changing. He was originally the guard of King Wei. King Wei had said that there were elders from the royal family in the Tianmu Sect. If he could get some connections, the path to immortality would be smoother. However, these The Taoist is not from the Tianmu Sect now, and the future of himself and others is unclear.
"Brothers, I'm sorry, Xiao Wang." At this time, two young men of about the same age came from a short distance away. They were dressed in rich clothes, walking like a dragon and a tiger, full of aura, and their noble gestures were overwhelming.

Huang Sheng's eyes moved slightly and he stood silently behind a young man.

"Xiao Wang didn't explain it clearly, but it made a few people laugh." Another young man with sharp eyebrows and a golden crown on his head said with a smile, "Brother Bai, please let him go. Xiao Wang should give Brother Bai an explanation."

Bai Mo thought of Mr. Qin's life-saving grace, raised his eyebrows, and let go of the man in his hand.

"My subordinate is not doing well, please punish me." The man was free, and immediately knelt down on one knee regardless of the pain in his wrist.

"Brother Lin, you and I are both Immortal Dao seeds. In the future, we may still be fellow Taoists with equal status. There is no need to be like this. Get up quickly." The young prince's eyes flickered a few times, showing a kind smile, and hurriedly bent down to take him. Help up.

"Brother Bai, this person should be Qin Chuan, the young prince of the Prince of Qin's palace. He was born in the battlefield of the Prince of Qin's lineage and is known as a master of both fists and maces."

Jin Yuanbao thought for a few seconds and remembered the identity of the young prince. He whispered to Bai Mo quickly, "This Qin Chuan is said to have captured the essence. He is known as the Little Qin King. He is famous for being insidious, so be careful."

Bai Mo nodded slightly and said, "This is King Xiao Qin, right? Do you know me?"

"The little king has asked about the origins of anyone who can clear away the clouds on the bronze mirror." The little king of Qin looked at the gold ingot next to Bai Mo with a smile and said with a smile, "For example, this brother Jin is from Jinyu Bank. My young master is very good at mental arithmetic."

Bai Mo couldn't deny it and said quietly, "Young prince, if you have something to do, you should just tell me."

"Of course." King Xiao Qin's eyes flashed slightly and he said with a smile, "Xiao Wang has always wanted to make friends with a few talents, but he had been in the carriage before and had no chance to meet them.

When I saw it from a distance, I found that the iron mace behind Brother Bai was very similar to the one in Xiao Wang's house. Out of curiosity, I asked someone to invite some people. Unexpectedly, Brother Lin Li misunderstood Xiao Wang's meaning. There was a conflict, and Xiao Wang apologized to Brother Bai on behalf of Brother Lin. "

With that said, King Xiao Qin bowed and apologized.

"The young prince has a noble status. How can he bend down for his subordinates? This is absolutely impossible." Lin Li on the side looked ashamed, his eyes full of gratitude and excitement, and he immediately stopped the young King of Qin.

Then he held his wrist and knelt down on one knee towards Bai Mo, saying, "I did something wrong in this matter. Please forgive me, Brother Bai."

Seeing Lin Li's expression of wanting to go through fire and water for the little prince, Bai Mo suddenly felt awe in his heart, this little Qin King is so clever! !
He felt a little wary in his heart and said, "Since it was a misunderstanding, there is no need to apologize."

King Xiao Qin smiled and didn't care about Bai Mo's indifference. Instead, he looked at Bai Mo's back and said curiously, "Speaking of which, the heirloom in Xiao Wang's family has the same shape as Brother Bai's, which is also a rare thing. thing."

Bai Mo looked at Little Qin Wang intently for a few times, then asked instead of answering, and said slowly, "Do you know the 36 Qin family's trump card?" "Brother Bai is talking about Qin Wang's trump card, right?" Little Qin Wang was stunned, and said hesitantly, " The Qin family's mace has been named hundreds of years ago, and the name has been changed since our ancestors were crowned kings in battle."

Bai Mo suddenly said, "Whether it's the King of Qin's trump card or the Qin family's trump card, come out and have a look."

King Xiao Qin shook his head and said with a smile, "That's fine, but compared to Mace, Xiao Wang is better at fists and kicks. My ancestor of Prince Qin's Mansion once transformed the 36 King of Qin's maces into a set of palm skills. I asked Brother Bai to see if he can Does it enter the eyes?"

Bai Mo took a few steps back and said, "Please!"

King Xiao Qin nodded, his body shook violently, and his uniform was casually thrown away, revealing the powerful clothing underneath.

Lin Li frowned and glared at Bai Mo. In his opinion, the young prince had a noble status and demonstrated martial arts to others, which was beneath his dignity.

"This set of palm techniques is called General's Order. There are eight movements in total, also known as General's Eight Techniques!"

King Xiao Qin took a deep breath, and his chest gradually expanded, as if there was a big drum hidden in his chest. His heartbeat was beating, steady and powerful, and it made a thumping sound like a drum.

A crackling sound came from his body, and the big tendons gradually tightened under the skin, like a powerful crossbow. With a slight movement, there was a booming sound of drawing the bow!

"First move, ambition!"

Snapped!
King Xiao Qin gave a low shout, and a burst of murderous intent erupted. He used his palm as a whip and whipped it into the air with great force, creating a strong wind, like a steel mace whipping into the air, making a crisp sound. The sound made the air tremble.

Bai Mo's heart moved. He was very familiar with the use of the Qin family's mace. Judging from its strength, this move should be based on the sixth form of the Qin family's mace, which is to chop the white snake in the waist, mixed with the fourth form, No. 17, No. 20 moves, as well as some other martial arts moves created.

From what he could tell, there were four or five common martial arts such as Monument Opening Hand, Wind Roaring Stick, and Tiger Fist, all of which were the most powerful and domineering moves.

"Second style, bloody battle!!"

King Xiao Qin's eyes widened, and the murderous intent on his body became even stronger. He strode forward, his hands like two maces, smashing and thrusting, slashing left and right.

His moves were wide open and closed, more powerful than the first move. The whistling wind sounded, and the wind of his fists stirred up waves of yellow sand, forcing everyone to take a few steps back.

"This move is based on the third form of the Qin family's mace, Tiger Pressing the Mountain. It is a combination of the three mace techniques and seven or eight types of martial arts that can be used with both hands at the same time."

Bai Mo's eyes flashed, and the palms in his sleeves moved slightly, "Not only the palm technique, but also the weapon technique. If you can have two iron maces in your hands, the power should be even more powerful! Maybe, the King of Qin back then was missing one. The iron mace has to be turned into a palm technique. After all, people have two palms, which has more advantages than a single mace."

"The third form, trap!"

"Fourth style! Go first!!"

(End of this chapter)