Fengshen Wendaoxing

　　 "It's really fun." Lu Chuan was taken aback.

　　 Immediately clenched his fists, the cultivation base merged on the fists, emitting a natural light.

　　 Turk water!

　　 At the moment he made a fist, the aura on his whole body suddenly changed, suddenly becoming arrogant and domineering, even his eyes.

　　 He feels like a weak scholar, and in the blink of an eye he has become a strong man, and a harmless sheep has become a tiger.

　　 "Fist town mountains and rivers!"

　　 The palm print arrives, and his fist moves have been completed.

　　 In an instant, the two of them had fists together, but seeing the shadow of the fists in the field flying, the surging power swept across the courtyard.

　　 Fortunately, Shen Gongbao was here to test, and he didn't use much power, otherwise Lu Chuan would not be able to stop it.

　　 Lu Chuan used one of the tyrant fists he had previously practiced, but seeing this trick used to open and close, his fists moved like the wind and the fists were fierce and domineering.

　　 Not to mention the power, he won the momentum first.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 After one move, Shen Gongbao hurriedly jumped out of the ring, waved his hand and asked urgently: "What is your name?"

　　 "The fifth style of the tyrant boxing, the boxing can control the mountains and rivers, can attack and defend, how does the master feel?" Lu Chuan said.

　　Shen Gongbao smiled and shook his head, pointing at him and said: "Wrong, wrong, your move should be called Wang Baquan, see your fist just now, hahaha."

　　 The smile on Lu Chuan's face disappeared instantly when he heard this, his face turned black.

　　 But think about it, although this move is mighty, but after it is used, it is indeed a big deal. At first glance, the layman looks a little messy, it is like the kind of child fighting.

　　 is indeed a bit unsightly, it is no wonder that Shen Gongbao nicknamed it...what fist after seeing it.

　　 "But then again, based on your aptitude, it is estimated as a teacher that you will be able to succeed in Taoism in six years and cultivate the soul."

　　 Suddenly, Shen Gongbao's voice changed, staring at him, and his expression stern: "But why have you not cultivated to become a soul, and you haven't reached the realm of refining Qihua God until today?"

"this……"

　　 Lu Chuan lowered his head and hurriedly thought about an argument.

　　 He can't say that he is secretly practising the Eight or Nine Profound Art, so he has delayed his cultivation. Then it's strange that Shen Gongbao didn't beat him up after hearing it.

　　 "Isn't you lazy again?" Shen Gongbao said coldly.

　　 "No, it's just that when you are cultivating the soul, the disciples have not been able to find the way, so they have not been able to cultivate successfully."

　　 Lu Chuan hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, the disciples will work hard in the next step, and strive to cultivate the soul as soon as possible."

　　 Only when the soul is cultivated can the soul be used to fly the sword, or the soul can be out of the body for some time, but only after the eight or nine profound arts have the results, can he cultivate the soul.

　　 "Apprentice, don't blame being a teacher and being strict. If today's chaos has become a reality, our teacher and apprentice are not far from the day when we will return to Kunlun."

　　 "The disciple understands!"

　　 "Do you understand a fart, understand that you are not good at practicing?"

　　 Lu Chuan: "……"

　　 As expected, silence is golden!

　　……

　　 Six months later, Shen Gongbao happily told Lu Chuan that Yuxu Palace had summoned his disciples and he was going to Kunlun to return to Yuxu.

　　 Lu Chuan guessed that the eighty-nine-nine-nine-ten is true as soon as he heard it. This is his master who wants to choose a person to hold the list of deities.

　　 "Apprentice, go, you also go with me."

"I do not want to go."

　　 Lu Chuan shook his head and said, he didn't want to have anything to do with Yuxugong.

　　 Besides, he already knows the result of this trip. What did you do? See your disappointed and shocked expressions?

　　 "Well, you are here to take a good look at your house, and when your teacher comes back, I will bring you some Kunlun fairy fruit specialties to relieve your greed."

　　Shen Gongbao seemed to be in a good mood, and after smilingly and instructing Lu Chuan, he turned into a light and flew away, disappearing into the sky in a flash.

"Ugh!"

　　 Lu Chuan raised his head and sighed quietly, then turned back to the room.

　　Because of practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Art, for more than half a year, his power can be said that he hasn't made the slightest progress, and the soul cannot be cultivated either.

　　 In addition to reading books every day, he can only practice martial arts.

　　 But he spent his time on the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he still got nothing from the Eight-Nine Profound Art.

　　 Feeling upset, he started punching again to refine his five internal organs.

　　 About seven or eight days later.

　　 "Master, what's wrong with you?"

　　 Lu Chuan heard a knock on the door, but when he opened the door he did not see the knocker, but when he looked down, he was shocked, and saw that Shen Gongbao fell drunkly at the door with his eyes closed.

　　 looked disheveled, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his robe was a bit messy. In addition to the strong smell of alcohol, he also carried a wine jar in his hand.

　　 When he just helped Shen Gongbao to enter the door, three or five big men came out from all around the door.

　　 "What's the matter with you?"

　　 Lu Chuan frowned slightly.

　　 He doesn't know these people. In Chaoge, he is basically an otaku. Apart from eating, he rarely goes out, let alone dealing with people.

　　 "What is your relationship with this drunk?"

One person headed by 　　 pointed to Lu Chuan's nose and asked.

　　 "He is a teacher."

　　 "Are you his apprentice? It couldn't be better."

　　 The big guys sneered and said, "Your master has drunk all the wine in our shop these few days, and owes the money for the wine. If you didn't pay the bill, you will pay for it."

　　 Lu Chuan said lightly: "How much?"

　　 "One hundred taels!"

　　 "Come in with me and get it!"

　　 After Lu Chuan glanced at a few people, he carefully helped Shen Gongbao into the yard. Several big men walked in while looking at the yard.

　　 He took Shen Gongbao and sat in the courtyard, and took silver and gave them to them.

　　The big man weighed money, then turned and waved his hand: "Let's go."

"and many more!"

　　 This time Lu Chuan stopped them and said, "I have already paid what my master owes you. What should I do about what you owe my master?"

　　 "What do we owe him?"

　　 A few big guys were stunned~www.readwn.com~ Sorry, I don’t like what people owe people, and of course, I don’t like what people owe us. "

　　 Lu Chuan squeezed his fist, shook his neck and walked towards the group of people. Immediately, there was a howl like a pig in the yard.

　　 after a moment.

　　 Lu Chuan took a look and fell to the ground, with blue noses and swollen faces, and the moaning people coldly said: "Get out!"

　　 The wound on Shen Gongbao’s face was probably given by these guys, but after a trip, how could Shen Gongbao become like this.

　　 Lu Chuan stared at the sloppy, dirty robes, and the drunk guy thought about it.

　　 Suddenly he seemed to think of something, his expression slowly changed.

　　 "Is it worth it for a list of gods?"

　　 Lu Chuan whispered, his face gradually becoming complicated, he fetched water to freshen up Shen Gongbao and sent him back to the bed.

　　 "Wine, wine..."

　　 When he took the wine jar, Shen Gongbao, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes and exclaimed.

　　 Lu Chuan stared at him for a long time, without saying anything, turned around and walked out.

　　 You can never wake up a person who pretends to be drunk, so wait for him to wake himself up.

　　I don’t know if mortal wine can be drunk by the **** Lu Chuan, but he knows that if a person really wants to be drunk, he will sometimes get drunk when he drinks water.

　　 Shenxian is no exception

With a soft sound, Lu Chuan went out and closed the door.

　　 The door was closed, but Shen Gongbao on the bed slowly opened his eyes, but he looked a little hollow and apathetic.

　　 "Why is it him?"

　　 "Why, it was him?"

　　 He looked at a person on the roof and muttered, and finally slowly closed his eyes: "Even anyone can do it, but why is it him?"

　　 "Master, why?"