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Chapter 377: Sword Control? What a coincidence! I can do it too! (Subscribe!)

"Okay, okay, look, look..."

Seeing Zhao Zheng's scholarly demeanor, the shop owner was delighted that big business was coming.
no other meaning,
It's just that scholars have a lot of money, are stupid and easy to fool.

Zhao Zheng looked at the paintings on the wall of the shop. To be honest, although this shop is small, the level of calligraphy and painting is quite high.
There were a few good paintings, but it was a pity that the painters were not famous. As a scholar, he had never heard of these painters, so they were probably unknown.

"This, this, this... and this one, how much are these seven paintings worth in total?"

Zhao Zheng raised his hand and pointed at seven of the paintings, then looked at the shop owner. Of course, the picture of Nie Xiaoqian washing her hair was also among them.
After all, he was still hoping to wash his hair with this shampooing chart... Bah, he was also hoping to have an encounter with Nie Xiaoqian.

"It's not expensive, only five hundred taels."

The shop owner, who thought to himself that big business had indeed arrived, spoke immediately, and Zhao Zheng turned and left without even looking back.

"Hey, sir, don't go. The price is negotiable!" The shop owner cursed Zhao Zheng in his heart and ran out of the shop shouting without bargaining.

"Five taels!"

"..."

never mind,

You'd better go!
The shop owner looked at Zhao Zheng who was joking with him expressionlessly, and forced a smile: "Sir, you are joking."

"You were the one who joked with me first."

Zhao Zheng looked at the shop owner and said, "Now is the end of the Northern Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Southern Song Dynasty. The purchasing power of one tael of silver is roughly equivalent to about one thousand yuan in later generations. If we convert it this way,
The shop owner asked for five hundred thousand as if he was joking, especially since the calligraphy and paintings were painted by people who were not famous at all.

"Hey, sir, are you still bargaining?"

The shop owner followed Zhao Zheng into the shop with a smile on his face, and in his mind he added labels of high taste and high net worth as being difficult to fool.

"I'll pay it back, but you won't agree."

After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he turned to look at the shop owner, whose smile was slightly stagnant, and said, "Fifty taels, plus a painting. If it doesn't work out, forget it..."

"Too little, sir. Look at the strength of the ink and the style of painting..." said the shop owner with a painful look on his face.

"First look at the name on the seal!"

"Huh? What happened to Ming?"

“You heard of the stamp man?”

"This... hehe..."

The shop owner smiled awkwardly. If he had heard this before, he would not have offered this price. In the end, Zhao Zheng successfully accepted the ten paintings and the junk pens, ink, paper and inkstone given by the shop owner for free and left.

"Hey, business is not good..."

The shop owner sighed as he looked at the silver in his hand. Zhao Zheng returned to the inn and said goodbye to Ren Fu, "I'm going to take a rest."
Then, he returned to the guest room in the backyard, put on his backpack and bookcase, took an umbrella, and walked stealthily towards the east of Guobei County.

It was a pity that his servant had asked for leave to go home to worship his ancestors, otherwise it would have been even better. After a while, three and a half miles east of the city,

The path in front of the mountain,

Zhao Zheng stopped in his tracks, looking solemnly at the mountain in front of him, a mountain covered with locust trees: "The evil spirit is rising to the sky..."

The demonic aura on the mountain in front of us was so strong that at a glance, there was more than one big demon god, but probably eighty, ninety, or eleven big demon gods.
This is just based on the amount of demonic energy as an example, without taking the demonic temperament as an example. Otherwise, there would be at least twenty-one or twenty-two great demons. In this regard, Zhao Zheng could only say that the tree demon grandma was very powerful, but it was hard to say how powerful she was exactly.

Because he has not fought with the tree demon yet, he will only know the outcome after a fight. Also, cultivation and combat power are not the same.

There are various factors involved. You can refer to the masters in ancient novels who were poisoned to death by ordinary people.

"Wait, the tree demon grandma is so powerful, then what about the Black Mountain Old Demon and the Imperial Master?" Zhao Zheng touched his chin and frowned slightly.

"Also, this is only three and a half miles away. Three and a half miles away is Guobei County. How come there is such a big monster here in such a short distance? Why don't the court and the people in the cultivation world do anything about it? Could it be that this tree monster or the Black Mountain Monster is the mount of some big boss?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng wanted to turn around and leave, but his intuition told him that he couldn't leave. The reason was...

It is a system task!

His intuition told him that if he wanted to complete the system mission, he would have to come into contact with the practitioners and events in this world. Rather than coming into contact with those that he was not familiar with, it would be better to come into contact with those for which he had read the script.

"I hope my intuition is right..."

Zhao Zheng muttered to himself and continued to move forward. He also told a fortune and quickened his pace after confirming that Yan Chixia was at the Lanruo Temple on the mountain.

It was very quiet along the way, except for the sound of the wind, the howling of wolves and a few wolves that wanted to treat him to wolf meat. However, after Zhao Zheng kicked a wolf away, the remaining wolves fled.

In addition to these, there were also bone fragments and weapons with bent blades or rusted. Zhao Zheng was not surprised.

After all, this mountain is very suitable as a place to divide the spoils and hide, so it is reasonable that occasional gunfights lead to deaths.

alright,

Reasonable size.

“Spirit, energy and spirit… Hey, this tree demon doesn’t eat souls. She’s quite kind.”

Zhao Zheng kicked the bushes on the side of the road...or rather, the dried corpse in the bushes in the middle of the road, and commented in his heart.

As for why it is called the middle of the road,

There is no road ahead.

"You still don't understand the market. If I were the tree demon, I would build a good road so that people can ride horses and carry sedan chairs. This way, the customer flow can be increased by at least 30%..."

"Besides, sucking it all at once is too wasteful. Suck 10% at a time, slowly and steadily, and then use the female ghost to build up a reputation..."

Zhao Zheng stopped thinking about it. What happened next was too dirty and not suitable to be thought about anymore. He continued to move forward towards Lanruo Temple.

After a while, he saw a long-abandoned temple, or rather, Lanruo Temple. Even in the temple, let alone the walls, it would be difficult to find a few rooms that would not leak on rainy days.

“It’s been quite a long time since I wasted my time…”

Looking at the wall bricks that had been buried underground for a long time, Zhao Zheng looked at the two dilapidated large wooden houses that were still relatively intact in front of him. However, the darkness in the wooden houses made him wonder if he was walking too slowly.

"Where's a big beard like me?"

Zhao Zheng was puzzled, sensing the aura of evil and ghost in the temple. He looked at the stone tablet nearby that read "Lanruo Temple".

His ears moved, and he glanced to the side and behind him, and continued to move forward at a moderate pace. Just as he walked into the temple and arrived in front of the statues of the Four Heavenly Kings.

call--

A gust of cold wind blew over, Zhao Zheng did not even turn his head, and his body suddenly lit up with golden Buddha light. As the Buddha light appeared, there was a loud bang.
Transformed into golden ripples and dispersed,
It hit the sneak attacking ghost hard.

Status: Friend of Buddhism
Introduction: ...In this state, the Buddhist followers' favorability towards you will naturally increase by +1, and you will be blessed with the Buddha's light effect when entering and leaving Buddhist temples...

It is true that Buddha's light is a special effect.
But that doesn’t mean special effects can’t hurt ghosts!
"what--"

"Buddha's light protecting you? A Buddhist disciple?"

A scream and a surprised, rough voice sounded one after another. The one who screamed was naturally the female ghost in white.

The one who made the rough sound was naturally Yan Chixia, who had returned from a failed hunt and happened to run into a female ghost who wanted to harm people.

As Yan Chixia was surprised, he saw the female ghost get up from the ground with a ferocious look on her face and rush towards Zhao Zheng again. He couldn't help but sneer: "You are looking for death. You dare to hurt people in front of me!"

After saying that, Yan Chixia moved his feet, and while using the trees to move forward, he bit his left index finger and drew and slapped his palm.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law!" ×2
Huh? Did I put an emphasis on my words?
Was I infected by that tree demon grandma?
Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment, but the next moment, when he saw Zhao Zheng in front of the temple turn around and shoot out a blazing white light, which hit the female ghost together with the golden light he shot out, he was no longer stunned.

Yan Chixia ignored the female ghost who died in the explosion, fell to the ground with a frown and a daze, then looked at Zhao Zheng who was dressed like a scholar.

To be honest, he felt that this kid was not a good guy. It was not that this kid also used the Heaven and Earth Infinite Universe Borrowing Technique.

alright,

That's why.

"Scholar, how come you also know the technique of borrowing the universe from the sky?"

Yan Chixia frowned and spoke, but his voice was so loud that he seemed to be trying to scare people. Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Is Taiyi's Sin-Exorcising and Demon-Slaying Protective Spell yours?"

"..."

confirmed,
This guy is really not a good guy!
Yan Chixia shook his head expressionlessly: "Of course it's not mine, but boy, you come here so late..."

"Oh, I thought the Taichi Sin-Exorcism Demon-Slaying Protection Charm belonged to you."

"..."

well,

Based on this sentence,
This kid is nothing!
Looking at Zhao Zheng who interrupted him, Yan Chixia stepped forward expressionlessly and said, "Boy, no matter who you are, this is not the place you should be. Leave now if you know what's best for you!"

Although he was very upset with this kid, he still couldn't just sit there and let Zhao Zheng be harmed by that tree demon. "I understand. To be honest, I am a tree demon this time... Forget it, let's beat him first. I am a junior student of Zhao Zheng, so I don't want to ask for your advice?" Zhao Zheng clasped his fists and smiled slightly.

This is not because he changed his mind. He originally planned to test Yan Chixia's strength first and estimate the strength of others based on Yan Chixia's strength.

"..."

Good fellow, you are here to challenge me. Yan Chixia, who indirectly thought of Xiahou Swordsman, said irritably, "Forget about asking for advice, but I will give you some pointers, that's almost the same!"

Even a clay man can get angry, let alone Yan Chixia. After saying that, Yan Chixia moved his feet and rushed to Zhao Zheng at a very fast pace.

He clenched his right fist and attacked Zhao Zheng's face. It wasn't that he was jealous of Zhao Zheng's face, he just wanted Zhao Zheng's safety. That's right, that's it.
As everyone knows, the tree demon has a large group of female ghosts. Zhao Zheng's face looks too unsafe. If he leaves it alone, Zhao Zheng might be sucked dry by the female ghosts.

He did this to save people!!

"Don't hit someone in the face..."

Zhao Zheng moved his feet and raised his hand to avoid Yan Chixia's punch. He walked around Yan Chixia and raised his hand.
He slapped Yan Chixia in the face with his palm, and at the same time took down the backpack and book box and threw it on the tree nearby.

"???"

Damn,
You said don't hit people in the face.
Then you have to slap me in the face now!

Yan Chixia was furious and suddenly raised his empty left hand to block. In a breath, the fists and palms kept hitting each other.

The two figures were as fast as lightning, colliding non-stop, and in a flash they exchanged several moves. However, the more they fought, the more frightened Yan Chixia became.
Surprised at Zhao Zheng's martial arts,

And...power.

"How come this kid is so strong? Could it be that he was born with some kind of divine power?"

Yan Chixia was puzzled, and when he found the right opportunity, his eyes lit up and he punched out. Bang, bang, two dull sounds were heard.

One of them was rubbing his eyes with an expressionless face, and the other was rubbing his hands behind his back with an expressionless face. The one rubbing his eyes was naturally Yan Chixia. He looked at Zhao Zheng with his old face as dark as ink.

Zhao Zheng, who was rubbing his hands, felt that the time was too short and that he had too little time to practice the Ji Dao Fa. If he was given another half an hour,

No matter what he said, his left hand wouldn’t hurt!
"Yes, you have such great martial arts skills at such a young age. You will definitely be famous in the martial arts world in the future." Yan Chixia showed admiration on his face.

He clapped his right hand suddenly, and a golden palm print appeared like lightning, rushing towards Zhao Zheng... and went to his feet. The main purpose was to steal... to catch him off guard and to scare the pretty boy.

Zhao Zheng clapped his hand back and a white light appeared. The golden and white lights collided, making a loud bang and stirring up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia's eyes widened, and he bit his left finger again, wrote yin and yang on his right hand, then raised his hands and slapped the air.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is borrowed from the law."

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the universe is borrowed from the law."

"..."

Cottage!
Seeing Zhao Zheng using his own moves, which did not require biting his fingers, Yan Chixia cursed in his heart,

After shooting at him for a while, he found that he could do nothing to Zhao Zheng except create a bunch of holes on the ground. He dodged suddenly, avoiding Zhao Zheng's attack and said, "You better be careful, kid."

Yan Chixia moved his right hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword on his back came out of its sheath with a clang. A golden light appeared, and then turned into a golden cold light and rushed towards Zhao Zheng, causing Zhao Zheng to raise his eyebrows.

"Sword control, what a coincidence, I also know this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng clenched his left hand, and when the Taia sword was in his hand, he thought about it and the sword came out. With a clang, the sword flew through the air.

There was a sound of clang, bang, and bang as the two swords kept colliding in the air. Yan Chixia's eyes widened, and then he shouted, made a gesture, and pointed his finger.

"The sword shadows split apart, subduing thousands of demons!"

Swish!
The Xuanyuan Sword suddenly pulled back, with golden light shining brightly on the sword body, splitting into dense sword shadows floating in the air. Seeing this, Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows, pinched his seal and chanted a spell: "The sword shadows split, and thousands of demons are subdued!"

Optical refraction + Five Thunders Righteousness!

Swish!
The Tai'a Sword also retreated and withdrew, emitting white light and splitting into hundreds of sword shadows. It cannot be said to be the same as the Xuanyuan Sword.
Just say the same.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia's eyes showed a little confusion. After he came to his senses, he shouted angrily, and then his face became more and more expressionless as he looked at Zhao Zheng, who also knew how to wield a sword.

Then he looked at the Taia Sword that was fighting against his Xuanyuan Sword in the air, and suddenly he understood.

"Inner demon, it must be an inner demon!"

Yan Chixia's eyes showed enlightenment. He sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, chanting the Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita.

He also missed other things.

But he doesn't know how.

"Forehead……"

Looking at the Xuanyuan Sword that fell to the ground with a thud, the Taia Sword that flew to the side of the Xuanyuan Sword and jumped around, and Yan Chixia who was sitting cross-legged, Zhao Zheng scratched his head.

One to say one,

This scene confused him!

"Is he about to break through?"

Cow breaking!

This works too!
Looking at Yan Chixia who was sitting cross-legged, Zhao Zheng made some guesses in his mind, then he waved his hand and called back the Taia sword.

After the Taiafa sword was sheathed, he looked at Yan Chixia's Xuanyuan sword curiously. Well, there were no markings of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, etc. on the sword body.

"Isn't it the real Xuanyuan Sword?"

Zhao Zheng stretched out his big hand and grabbed at the air. He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword which suddenly retreated and flew into the air to avoid it. His eyebrows raised.
With his left hand, he took out the flint given by the Emperor from behind his back, and when he touched it, sparks flew out and fell into the palm of his right hand.

Then extend your index finger and bend it slightly!

The Xuanyuan Sword shone with golden light. He twisted the hilt to look at Yan Chixia, who was sitting cross-legged and chanting, and then looked at Zhao Zheng.

Hesitate,

Finally it flew over.

"Well, even if it's not true, it's still relevant."

Zhao Zheng looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, which was greedily absorbing the sparks from his flint, and his mind moved.
Immortal version of the detection technique - open.

Item: Xuanyuan Sword (fake)

introduce:? ? ?
Life:? ? ?
OK,

Still a great fake!

Zhao Zheng's eyes moved slightly, and he was about to use the immortal detection technique to see if he could find out who made it, when he felt a blank gaze staring at him.
Or,

Yan Chixia, who no longer recited the Heart Sutra, looked at him in confusion, as well as the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

"Um, I just watched..."

"You...you...you are not a demon?"

"what?"

The scene was silent for a moment. Looking at the embarrassment and blush on Yan Chixia's face, Zhao Zheng probably understood...

After a while,
Yan Chixia stood up expressionlessly and took the Xuanyuan Sword handed over by Zhao Zheng. He clenched his fist and coughed: "My friend, it was me before..."

"It's okay, I have a bad memory!"

Scholar...boy...my friend, well, this bearded man is just like Feng Zhenghao, Zhao Zheng thought to himself, with a faint smile on his face.

"Ahem, I wonder what sect or school you belong to..."

Yan Chixia coughed and said with his old face still a little red, "There's nothing we can do. He regarded Zhao Zheng as his inner demon. It's not his fault. Who knows that what Zhao Zheng can do is what he will do too."

"This..."

Zhao Zheng hesitated and wanted to say Maoshan, but he did not have a Maoshan identity in this world. After thinking about it, he just said.

"A disciple of the Dao sect."

"..."

Taoist disciples have Buddha's light in their bodies? !
Oh, he can also recite the Heart Sutra of Prajnaparamita.

Very reasonable!
Yan Chixia nodded, and did not ask in detail which school Zhao Zheng belonged to. He just asked curiously: "How come you also know sword control?"

"Well...female...many fiancées!"

"???"

(End of this chapter)