Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 25 Thousands of Shadows in the Eyes Defeat the Illusive Heart

The rain is getting heavier.

The bamboo shadows are hazy.

Wu Meng sat cross-legged under the eaves, his bamboo hat closed at his side.

The splashing rain stars turned into steam within an inch of him and were blown away by the wind.

Looking at this small world that seemed to be blocked by a heavy rain, he suddenly remembered the collection of Sutras that he had not performed for a long time.

Although the sutra calculation has not yet seen obvious results, it has made it easier for him to calm down and get closer to this world, allowing him to glimpse some scenery that ordinary people cannot see.

By the time the auction was over, he had completely taken root in Star Reaching Pavilion.

At that time, I will devote myself wholeheartedly to practice and break through to the first level as soon as possible.

Soon, the time came to noon.

This is the agreed ‘pick-up’ time.

If the auction proceeds normally, it will be time for someone to move the antiques.

However, after waiting for more than half an hour, the courtyard remained quiet without any movement.

With Star Reaching Pavilion's methods, heavy rain would not be an obstacle. In other words, there was an accident at the venue.

Waited for another moment.

Finally there was some movement outside the courtyard.

call!

A gust of wind swept across, and the entire bamboo forest was pushed downwards.

The water in the pond surged, the lotus leaves turned over, and the branches of the lotus were blown off.

Wu Meng raised his eyes and looked at the entrance, and saw a figure covered in blood rushing in while rolling and crawling.

The figure was holding a long sword in his hand, with disheveled hair. The main wound was on the right chest, a hideous wound several inches long. The flesh and blood were curled up, and the bones were visible deep down.

The person who came was none other than Long Xiaoxie.

Following closely behind him was the ragged old Fan Laodao, whose two large sleeves of his broad robe had disappeared, and he rushed in shirtless.

"what happened?"

Wu Meng helped Long Xiaoxie into the eaves.

He glanced outside the courtyard wall and asked while treating Long Xiaoxie's wounds.

Fan Laodao forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I was plotted against you and brought trouble to you. Old Taoist, I don't even have the face to see you..."

"A first-rate master?" Wu Meng asked.

In a few words, he had completed the debridement and hemostasis.

Because of the extraordinary efficacy of the medicine, even most of the true energy that penetrated the flesh and blood was cleared away.

The veteran just swallowed and took a breath, and was about to speak. When he saw this scene, his eyes almost fell out of his head.

"Your medical skills..."

He pointed at Long Xiaoxie, and his words suddenly became awkward.

"May I ask if you are a first-rate master?"

"Ah? Yes, yes...ah, no, no, it's Ghost Scorpion Qiu Feng..." the old Taoist said in a daze.

Wu Meng was on the right track instantly.

A few years ago, before Jueshan was destroyed, he had heard of this character from a storyteller.

It also occupied a very conspicuous position on the Tiger List a few days ago.

At this moment, the sound of wind and rain suddenly dimmed.

Two mixed laughter broke through the rain curtain and came in.

"Hahahahaha."

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa."

"A couple turned into three people!"

"I need to shit and pee."

"Kneel down and kowtow and call me grandpa!"

"Grandma, I will send you to reincarnation."

Layers of sound waves poured into the courtyard, like a demonic sound filling the ears. A ghostly figure stood at the entrance of the courtyard at some point, and the dim Yin Yang stared at the three of them with half crying and half smiling.

The old Taoist's expression suddenly changed.

Even Long Xiaoxie, who had just taken a breath, began to gasp violently: "Go quickly... put me down..."

"What should I say?" the old Taoist asked in a low voice, with a trace of uncontrollable fear on his face.

Wu Meng pressed the bamboo hat and said without looking back, "You go first."

It's not that he is righteous when he says this.

Simply because I don’t want to leave two bottles of oil behind. After all, for him, staying or leaving is just a matter of choice. If he wants to leave, I'm afraid no one will be able to keep him.

After saying this, Wu Meng left the two of them alone.

He just stared at the figure in front of him quietly.

Ghost Scorpion hates the wind.

When he was a child, he performed various operas with his master in various places, and the actors were real and fake people. This skill was integrated into the martial arts system after he killed his master, and then gradually evolved into the ghost scorpion that is now feared in the world.

To put it bluntly, he is not only superb in martial arts, but also good at attacking in the east and in the west.

The fatal blow it delivers is as unexpected as the wagging of a scorpion's tail.

This is the information that comes with the Star Reaching Pavilion Tiger List.

Just looking at the figure in the courtyard, Wu Meng was thinking much more than that.

Unexpectedly, the always useless collection of sutra calculations actually had an effect at this moment.

Wu Meng sniffed the air and murmured to himself: "Phantom medicine, phantom sound."

The previous series of nonsense words were stirred up by special Qi, which can disturb the mind.

Coupled with powerful hallucinations, opponents often fall prey to the attack without even realizing it.

However, this phantom sound did not cause even the slightest ripple in front of Wu Meng's mind. His mind even calculated on its own and clarified the source in an instant.

As for hallucinogens...

Cha Cha also hit the experts.

"Within three feet."

Wu Meng glanced at the rain curtain and whispered.

"What did you say……"

Fan Laodao didn't hear a word clearly, and just as he was subconsciously asking questions, he saw Wu Meng's figure suddenly rising up, like a bolt of lightning, leaping to the left.

That's the edge of the eaves, which happens to be within three feet.

And it happened to be in the blind spot of the two people's vision at the right time.

Snapped!

Before the old man could react, there was an explosion on the left side.

It was Wu Meng's leg that collided with Gui Xie's arm in mid-air.

At the collision point, the rain curtain surged, water splashed, and the flying raindrops even hurt his face.

Wu Meng's leg is called "slapping the door".

The execution is continuous, with varying degrees of severity. There is no cool leg shadow in the sky, but it can be used to attack, retreat or defend, so it is perfect for starting hands.

In just a few breaths, the two of them fought from the eaves to the courtyard.

Wu Meng kicked one leg after another.

The crackling sound echoed in the rain curtain at a fixed frequency.

The old Taoist stood aside in a daze, his brain finally recovering from the downtime.

He didn't have time to think too much about how Wu Meng saw through the ghost scorpion's true form, because the ghost scorpion in the courtyard was being suppressed and couldn't raise its head.

If the first move was a hasty move, now it is almost at the end of the line.

As expected, after taking one breath, Wu Meng's leg broke through the rain and touched Gui Scorpion's chest firmly.

Snapped!

It seemed like a gentle blow, but Ghost Scorpion felt like it had been hit hard.

With a scream, he flew into the pond, rolled in a panic, and crushed countless lotus flowers.

"..."

Fan Laodao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, unable to believe it for a moment.

Wu Meng stood in the rain.

He just straightened his hat and did not pursue the victory.

If anyone could see the look in his eyes at this time, they would find that he was distracted during the dangerous battle.

The Sangmen Kick is mainly about weirdness, so it is naturally impossible to only have the "Slamming the Door" style.

But in the previous ten moves, Wu Meng suddenly discovered that the movements of Ghost Scorpion were traceable in his eyes.

What does it mean to have traces to follow?

To put it simply, see through.

Wu Meng can calculate all possible actions and reactions of the ghost scorpion.

There was not just one ghost scorpion in his eyes, but several ghost scorpions making different moves within a few breaths.

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