Nine Nether Paths

The night is as cold as water, and there is nothing to say all night.

Ghost Book, who had rested for a few hours, got up early in the morning to practice.

Eight Diagrams Fist, Ghost Book punched out punch by punch.

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.

Especially when hitting the Fire Fist, Ghost Book felt different fluctuations in the air.

When Guishu practiced water boxing at Shuifeng, it took two full months for Guishu to practice water boxing to a small extent.This is considered fast, and some warriors will not be able to comprehend the true meaning in their entire lives.

It was only the first day of practicing boxing in the Huoling Mountain Range, and Guishu was not in a hurry. Guishu understood that hot tofu cannot be eaten in a hurry. There are some things that are useless to be anxious. Sometimes, one must rely on accumulation.Thick accumulation can make thin hair.

Yang Meng and Wuhen walked out of the fog and looked at the ghost book practicing boxing in the morning light, not without sighs.

Wuhen exclaimed in admiration: "I finally know why your husband is so strong. This is what he has worked hard day and night."

Yang Meng felt a little distressed in her heart, and said firmly at the same time: "I have to hurry up and practice, otherwise, I will drag my husband back...".

Wuhen nodded, and suddenly said earnestly: "I heard that the difference in realm between Taoist couples should not be too large, otherwise, you will not be able to be a Taoist couple. Yang Meng, you have to hurry up and improve your cultivation...".

Yang Meng's heart tightened, and she asked, "What's this saying?"

Wuhen said: "I heard it too, I don't know why I said that. Don't worry, I see that your husband loves you very much. You are in danger, and you don't even want to jump off the cliff. Let me think about it. I just feel moved, how many men in this world would do this?"

Yang Meng let out a "huh", sweet but at the same time feeling a little gloomy in her heart, an indescribable feeling.

Wuhen's eyes were much better than Yang Meng's. After looking at it for a while, he said, "Yang Meng, your husband's boxing skills are very powerful...".

But Yang Meng couldn't understand it, and said puzzledly: "Really, why can't I see it, I just saw him repeat punch after punch...".

"If I'm not mistaken, your family's master's boxing method has already achieved a great artistic conception..."Wuhen said with some excitement.

"Great artistic conception"?Of course Yang Meng knew that her swordsmanship was only a minor achievement now, not even a great achievement, let alone artistic conception.

"Our swordsmanship is all about the artistic conception of fire. Now I am also a master of artistic conception. I don't know who has a higher artistic conception than your Xianggong..."Excitement flashed in Wuhen's eyes.

Yang Meng pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "Whoever has a higher artistic conception, let's compare...".

"good idea……".Wuhen giggled coquettishly, took out the flying sword, held the sword in his hand, and attacked the ghost book.

Guishu is very focused on practicing boxing. The reason why the two girls talked at the same time did not affect him. It is because the ghost book automatically filters the breath of the two girls, thinking that the existence of the two girls is reasonable and legal.

Ghost Book suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, the enemy attacked, and his murderous intentions jumped up immediately.

"boom……".

one punch day...

The artistic conception of the sky, looking down at the world, Wuhen felt a strong coercion, the artistic conception of swordsmanship and fire was used, and the fire started a prairie fire.

Wuhen's qi refining cultivation is in the middle stage of golden elixir, and ghost book's qi refining cultivation is also in the middle stage of golden elixir, but ghost book's body refining cultivation has also reached the middle stage of refining gods and transforming emptiness. When the two are superimposed, the strength In fact, Wuhen is no match for Ghost Book at all.

Wuhen was in the air, stepping back.

Ghost Book bullied himself, and launched an offensive Thunder Fist, which was a killing move.

For the enemy, the ghost book has always been the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, leaving no means behind.

But soon, Guishu discovered that the opponent was actually a beautiful woman, and this woman was a little acquaintance with no trace.

Wuhen's face turned pale, she never thought that Ghost Book's combat power would be so powerful, she was sent flying with just one punch, and with another punch, she actually wanted to kill herself, and her blood surged, There is no strength to fight back at all, he is about to die, and Wuhen is in despair.Wuheng thought about it, and the master taught himself more than once. When others are practicing wholeheartedly, don't disturb them. Otherwise, the person who is disturbed can't control it and will kill him. There is not much difference in the realm of the two. If the difference is too much, it is likely to be killed in seconds.

Yang Meng was on the side, exclaiming.

At the last moment, Guishu was startled, came to his senses, stopped his punching force, and at the same time, fell down without trace uncontrollably.

Wuhen's head was blank, and the two rolled like gourds, rolling a few times.

Fortunately, Ghost Book is still relatively masculine, when it rolled to the ground, it kept hugging Wuhen's soft body.

When Guishu got up and patted the dust on his body, Wuhen sat on the ground, still with a dull expression on his face. After a long time, he burst into tears with a "wow", and the water was flowing, which was miserable.

Yang Meng glared at Guishu and went to comfort Wuhen.

The ghost book is a little speechless, what kind of tricks is this little girl doing.But just now, he also felt the mood of raging fire.

After a long time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Unmarked eyes, red.

Yang Meng said: "Don't be afraid, I will scold him for you, I don't know the severity of the attack."

But Wuhen came back to his senses and said, "Don't blame him."

Then, Wuhen got up, came to Guishu, and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't disturb you when you are comprehending and practicing boxing...".

Ghost Book himself still has a good impression of Wuhen. Hearing what she said, he knew that she didn't do it on purpose before, so he said: "You know, just now, if I can't hold back my fist, then you will die... ...".

Wuhen's face immediately turned red.Ashamed, I originally thought that the gap between her and the ghost book, even if there was, would not be too big. No wonder, he was able to kill so many fire pythons.

Yang Meng looked at the ghost book, then at Wuhen, scratching his head.

Deliberately arranging flowers will fail, but unintentionally arranging willows and willows to make shade?

Ghost Book said: "It's getting late, let's go back first, so that Bai Shuang and the others don't worry...".

Tongfulou, Lan, Baishuang, Yang Meng, the three girls met for the first time.

Wuhen had been following Yang Meng all the time, but as smart as she was, she also saw the embarrassment in the atmosphere, so she said that there was still something to do, and she needed to report back to Master Huolian to report her safety to Master Huolian.At the same time, he slandered endlessly in his heart, what kind of person is this, thanks to the fact that he had a good impression of him before, he actually has three wives and four concubines, what a playboy.but?If he was a big carrot, would he have a chance? "Bah, bah, Wuhen, you're really not ashamed, you actually want to be someone's little kid...".Wuhen's face turned red again.

It was the clever waiter who chose a more refined private room for the four ghost books, and at the same time ordered a table of delicious meat and vegetable dishes. Of course, the price is also expensive.

Ghost Book is also a little embarrassed, even for such a thick-skinned person, his old face is slightly red, and he introduced: "Meng, let me introduce you, this is Lan, the wife I married when I was in the Yin and Yang Dao. Lan, here is For the rest of us, put away your dead breath and take off your veil, this is the dream I told you about, Yang Meng..."

"Hi sister...".Lan suppressed her dead anger, and took off the veil, revealing a face that is all over the country and all over the city.

Yang dreamed, and couldn't help being stunned. This icy temperament is worse than Baishuang, with exquisite facial features, fair skin, coupled with watery eyes, and his own temperament, which is not like fireworks in the world. Indeed, anyone It makes my heart flutter after reading it, no wonder the ghost book will fall.

Yang Meng also replied, "Hi sister...".

The ghost book said: "It's rare for everyone to sit together, and we haven't gathered together for a long time, so we don't talk too much, let's chat while eating...".

Yang Meng, Bai Shuang, and Lan all stared at Guishu, cursing at the same time in their hearts, "You know how to eat...".