Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 62 The wild female apprentice is captured
"Didn't I scratch Ouyang Ke with the Nine Yin White Bone Claw when we were at Guiyun Village? This is what I got from him."

Thinking of the scene where he was fighting with Huang Yaoshi while still focusing on taking care of herself, Han Xiaoying's heart was severely tugged and she sighed secretly.

If it were someone else who had learned Mei Chaofeng's skills, she would have drawn a clear line long ago and had a cold eyebrow. However, when she came to Chu Pingsheng, she couldn't hate him, and instead felt a bit sour from time to time.

Are you jealous because Mei Chaofeng stole your good disciple?
"When you use the Nine-yin White Bone Claw, can you catch up with the second brother's empty hand?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect the two of them to be used together."

This is true.

The Nine-Yin White Bone Claw is a killing technique, and the Mighty Hand is used to steal things. Normally, they are irrelevant, but the existence of the [Mahayana Bliss Heavenly Demonic Body] makes all of this possible.

"..."

Han Xiaoying didn't know how to describe his... weirdness, or magic. Anyway, he could do whatever martial arts he had in his hands.

Hong Qigong leaned on the green bamboo staff and said: "Well, the old poisoner's favorite product, Tongxi Dilong Pill, can be protected from all poisons by taking it with you."

"Invulnerable to all poisons? Then isn't Ouyang Feng's poison useless?"

"Yes."

Han Xiaoying smiled happily.

When they were at Guiyun Village, Lu Guanying said that Huang Yaoshi was trying to save him by using his magic power to attack Chu Pingsheng. She was worried that one day Chu Pingsheng would meet Ouyang Feng, who was an expert in using poisons. If the poisonous poison didn't work, there would be trouble. .

Now that he had stolen the Tongxi Dilong Pill from Ouyang Ke, it was equivalent to taking away one of Ouyang Feng's tiger claws.

"Thank you Mr. Chu for your righteousness in saving me." At this time, Torre squeezed into the conversation between the three of them, clasped his fists and expressed his thanks.

Chu Pingsheng said: "That's right. Even if we don't consider the interests of the Song Dynasty, based on my relationship with Sister Han and Guo Jing, I will help."

Tuo Lei looked at Zhebie and then at Hua Zheng in his arms.

"Han Nuxia, I have a heartfelt request."

"Prince Torre, please speak."

"We have wasted a lot of time in the past few days trying to avoid the Jin soldiers. Now the date for peace talks is approaching, and Hua Zheng is injured again..."

"I understand. You want me to help take care of Hua Zheng. No problem. Just go ahead."

"Thank you so much, Lady Han."

Torre and Zhebie breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Pingsheng also agreed with Hong Qiyong on the time and place to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. He walked to a few people, looked at Hua Zheng, who was pale and panting rapidly, and said to Han Xiaoying, "Baoying, I have an acquaintance."

"Do you know anyone?"

"Well, there is a female apprentice whom I haven't met yet."

"A disciple I've never met before? Or a woman?"

After asking, she remembered the bet between Chu Pingsheng and Sun Buer.

This guy moved really fast and got the job done quietly.

……

An hour later.

Baoying Cheng's family.

As one of the richest families in Baoying, the Cheng family's house is naturally not small. The courtyard has five entrances, from the living room to the wing room and the dining room. It is built with Jiangnan characteristics, but the most gorgeous decoration is undoubtedly that of Cheng Yao. Jia's embroidered building.

"No, it's impossible."

Wearing a pink pleated skirt, with delicate paintings on the front, and an attractive figure, the pretty-looking Miss Cheng of the Cheng family looked at the servants lying on the floor, and then looked at the contents of the letter, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Her master, Qingjing Sanren Sun Buer, actually handed her over to the young man opposite, a man who was a few years older than her.

how can that be!

However, judging from the handwriting on the letter, it was indeed written by her master and did not appear to be a forgery.

Opposite her, Han Xiaoying hugged the pale Hua Zheng and said reproachfully: "What can't you say in your life that you can't say well enough to beat someone like this?"

She was referring to the servants lying on the ground. Although these people had just spoken rudely, they didn't need to go to this extent.

"If I don't do this, how can they ask a young lady who knows martial arts to come forward? Hua Zheng's injury is not serious. She can get the best care and treatment here. I do this for her own good."

Chu Pingsheng said to himself, these people just told them to get out, and they were beaten and kicked. If they were replaced by Huang Rong, they might have their ears cut off and their tongues gouged out.

Take that girl, she speaks like Grandpa-in-law and Wu Mu’s suicide note. She talks about national justice all day long, but she doesn’t even have the most basic kindness and kindness to treat the helper. Hong Qigong left the beggar gang to her, a love brain. On hand, oh, I don’t know how many Beggar Clan disciples died in the battle of Khorezmo.

The Mongolian princess with her eyes closed seemed to have heard his words, and her eyelashes moved.

Han Xiaoying sighed and stopped talking.

Chu Pingsheng turned his head and looked at the eldest lady of the Cheng family in front of him, who had a delicate face and a look that made me pity a little girl: "You still don't believe it?"

Cheng Yaojia slowly raised his head, his expression very complicated.

"No...I don't believe it."

Even if there are a lot of emotions in my heart, the words will turn into a shy "I don't believe it" when it comes to my mouth.

Without saying much, Chu Pingsheng picked up a servant's sword with his foot and threw it to her.

"Let's do it."

"Move...hand?"

"Don't you believe that I can defeat your master? Come on, attack me with your best Quanzhen swordsmanship."

"..."

"Don't you even have the courage to fight against your master?"

This sentence "to be a teacher" angered Cheng Yaojia. She thought that she was a beautiful girl, but she had to be an apprentice to a man who was only a few years older than herself. How could she be seen by others after telling this?

Thinking of this, there was already a hint of anger on his face. The long sword moved horizontally, and a move from Guan He Meng Duan in Quanzhen Swordsmanship was delivered.

This move may seem ordinary, but in fact it is extremely subtle. It is the last move in the Seventh Sword of Quanzhen Sword Art. It has endless variations, and the backhand can be connected to any move in the Seven Swords of Quanzhen. It is extremely exquisite.

Chu Pingsheng smiled slightly, and also used the Quanzhen Sword Technique, with a light step and a soft oar move to meet him.

This is the second move in Quanzhen's first sword. The movements are tepid and there is no trace of murderous intent. However, when the sword shadows intersect, a clang is heard. Cheng Yaojia's move with all his strength is completely broken. The long sword He raised it up and almost escaped from his hand. He took three steps back in a row. He was frightened, breathing quickly and heavily, and looked at the man opposite him with a shocked expression.

After all, she had also learned Quanzhen swordsmanship for several years. Even Sun Buer couldn't defeat her with just one move, and it was also the most tepid sword among the Quanzhen seven swords.

Chu Pingsheng put away his sword and retreated: "Will you come again?"

Cheng Yaojia said: "You...you are also from the Quanzhen sect? Who do you study under?"

Since Chu Pingsheng was so familiar with Quanzhen swordsmanship, she took it for granted that Chu Pingsheng was a member of the Quanzhen sect.

"If I had to choose one from the Quanzhen sect, it would be Wang Chongyang, just barely."

This is simply nonsense. Her master has been dead for many years. No one in the world knows that Wang Chongyang has accepted seven disciples.

And he also used the words barely?
"Miss, miss...the brothers from the Beggar Clan are here to help."

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and two men dressed as servants ran in with five people dressed in beggar's clothes.

It was obvious that they were looking for help.

At first, a disheveled beggar looked at Chu Pingsheng and said with hostility: "You injured these people?"

"Yes."

"In that case, let you try our Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick technique."

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could raise his stick, the slender beggar next to him took a step forward, clasped his fists and said, "Is this Chu Pingsheng, Young Master Chu?"

"it's me."

"My surname is Li Mingsheng, and he is known as the Snake King of Jiangdong."

"Senior Li." Chu Pingsheng handed over his hand.

"Senior, I don't dare to take it. How many years older am I than you? Please call you Brother Chu." After saying that, he said to the nephew and Cheng Yaojia beside him: "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. Young Master Chu has unparalleled benevolence and righteousness. How can it be possible?" It’s an indecent matter, there must be a misunderstanding.”

When Chu Pingsheng saw that the other party was so complimentary to him, he could only tell his whole thoughts.

Li Sheng is also a person who knows what's going on. He looked at Cheng Yaojia and said, "Miss Cheng, congratulations on meeting a famous teacher. Chu Shaoxia's martial arts is so good that he even ate Ouyang Feng, one of the four best martial arts masters." A lot of hardships.”

After that, he said to Chu Pingsheng: "Leader Hong will be waiting for you at the ancestral hall in Wulipo on the outskirts of the city tonight at midnight."

"okay, I get it."

Thinking of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Chu Pingsheng had already begun to look forward to the amplifying effect of the [Mahayana Bliss Demonic Body] on this martial art.

Li Shenggong cupped his hands, smiled at several people, and left with the Beggar Clan disciples.

Chu Pingsheng put away Zhanlu Sword.

"Do you still have any doubts about this letter?"

Cheng Yaojia: "..."

Even the Beggar Clan's Eight Bags disciples admired Chu Pingsheng very much. If a young master who could rival the Four Ultimate Masters accepted her as his apprentice, what else could she say?

"Teacher...master."

She lowered her head and her voice was very small, not much louder than the flight of a mosquito.

"Although I like the way women hesitate, please speak louder now."

"Master." She swallowed, looked at him secretly, and said louder: "Master!"

"Well, I'm very happy to be a teacher."

The wild female apprentice has been captured!

For the first time, he was a role model for others. Chu Pingsheng was filled with satisfaction deep in his heart. He forced himself to say proudly: "First find a comfortable place to settle Hua Zheng."

"Yes."

She agreed and stopped pretending to be dead. She winked at the servants who got up from the ground and motioned for them to clean the guest room.

"Sister Han, Hua Zheng was injured by an arrow. Feed her something later, and then give her this. Just three pills a day."

Chu Pingsheng handed over a small white porcelain medicine bottle.

Han Xiaoying opened it and was stunned: "Isn't this the antidote to the poison?"

"Oh, this medicine has multiple uses, just like...me in the future."

"..."

Han Xiaoying was speechless.

……

That night.

Everything was completely silent, and there were no sparks in sight.

Outside an abandoned ancestral hall on Wulipo outside the city, Chu Pingsheng walked forward with his sword in his hand.

Before he traveled through time, he wouldn't have dared to come to a place like this alone. But it was different now. At least in this world, he thought he was worthy of the adjective "bold" as a skilled artist.

"Hu's ancestral hall should be here."

He remembered that Cheng Yaojia had said that there was an abandoned ancestral hall on Wulippo in the east of Yixing City.

Hong Qigong is not related to him, so why should he teach him the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Just because he made Ouyang Feng lose face, and Xi Du and Bei Bei had deep discord?

No, there is a pit here, so be careful later.

(End of this chapter)