Immortality: Start Cultivating Immortality From Pingshan Mountain

Chapter 208 Not convinced? Then I’ll beat you until you’re convinced!

 Lost? !

 He wiped the corner of his mouth with his backhand and looked down at the scarlet color in his palm.

Yang Fang’s expression was full of disbelief.

 From the time I came down from the mountain, I have had dozens of discussions with others and almost never failed.

Even when he was in the hands of the master of the Golden Knife Sect, he managed to withstand more than thirty moves. In the end, he relied on his youth and strength to win, forcing the opponent to fall into the water and narrowly winning two moves.

 But today.

 He was knocked off his horse without even touching the corner of Kunlun's clothes.

 For him, who has always been proud, it is really unacceptable.

 “Come again!”

Taking a deep breath.

 Suppress the blood rising in your throat.

Hong girl was slightly startled.

Even though there were still nearly a hundred steps between them, and there were ancient trees and tall buildings, and the eaves were obscured by brackets, she could still see the two blurry figures behind the roof window at a glance.

 The faces of the people around him suddenly became ugly.

"With the skills of the shopkeeper, do you think you can hide the big and small things inside and outside Zhuangzi from his eyes?"

If enough is enough, we can still live in peace, but this persistent pursuit has made him really angry, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to end if he continues to fight.

Looked sideways at Huamaguai.

 “Brother Chen, don’t you plan to go downstairs and have a look?”

"Again?"

 As soon as I heard this.

The red girl finally noticed.

However, contrary to her worries, Huamaguai calmed down at this moment and shook her head meaningfully.

I have only met Yang Fang a few times, and I don’t know much about him. I only know that he studied under Jin Abacus.

As usual, I sat in the corner, clasped my hands, closed my eyes, and basked in the sun leisurely.

"What?"

 He has been in retreat for some time.

Huamaguai shook his head and whispered.

 “Is this kid crazy?!”

 As if he knew nothing about the situation here.

This guy is also very reckless.

With a few meetings, Yang Fang's youthful vigor made him suddenly see the shadow of his youth.

Seeing him boosting his energy and whip, he tried to charge into battle again.

but.

 His current actions made Partridge Whistle slightly dissatisfied.

 It’s just that the shopkeeper is not here at the moment.

Yang Fang’s wrist holding the magic whip shook.

With their martial arts cultivation and sharp eyesight, it is not difficult to see that Kunlun did not kill them all before, but saved a hand. Otherwise, how would he have any chance now?

The disbelief in Yang Fang's eyes was completely covered by a strong fighting spirit.

"Not urgent."

"Should we stop him or inform the shopkeeper?"

 “Knapper, look?”

　　A low drink.

 As for Uncle Yu.

 The guys can only turn their attention to the red girl and Huamaguai.

　　and not admitting defeat have two different meanings.

“Honggu, don’t you understand yet?”

 Saw this scene.

He calmly raised his head and looked in the direction of Guanyun Tower.

Especially Kunlun's increasingly grim face, Hong girl couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Seeing that the two were about to fight in close quarters again, Partridge Whistle could not help but frown slightly.

 The discussion of martial arts ends at a certain point.

The originally dark and deep body of the whip suddenly became shiny, and the Taoist inscriptions engraved on it appeared word by word, as if it had been ignited by the internal refining energy.

 Chen Yulou shook his head.

 How could he not see the current situation?

 But the reason why he didn't stop him was to use Kunlun's hand to give the boy a good beating.

Yang Fang is definitely a good player.

 But he is too arrogant, domineering, and arrogant because of his talent.

 With a little beating, you might be able to recruit him under your command.

Now there is no shortage of people on Changsheng Mountain, but talent.

Wouldn't it be a pity to miss this martial arts seedling that has been delivered to your door?

Since the death of Zhang San Lianzi, many talented people have emerged in this era, but none of them can overwhelm the current generation.

 Now there are three brothers and sisters from Kunlun, Hongnuanlai and Bishan, but it is not enough.

 Cui Laodao, Zhang Jiuyi, Si Shen Ba Jue.

 They are all top-notch players.

If they can all be brought under his command, the strength of Changsheng Mountain will definitely increase a lot.

Seeing his leisurely and unhurried look, Partridge Whistle immediately understood that he had his own opinion, so he said no more, just leaned on the railing with his hands behind his back and looked away.

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 Lakeside.

Yang Fang is as fast as lightning.

 It comes almost instantly.

 The talismans on the divine whip flowed around, tearing the air, and headed straight for Kunlun.

Seeing this, Kunlun's last bit of patience was finally worn away. What he thought was a duel was to determine the winner or loser with one move, and then go their separate ways without getting involved.

 But he didn't expect that the other party would be so unruly.

　　Not only did he have no intention of stopping.

On the contrary, it became more and more fierce.

From the roar of the wind above his head, he knew that Yang Fang must have used all his strength.

 He frowned.

Kunlun raised his foot and lightly kicked the tip of the euphorbia standing on the ground.

 It doesn’t seem like there’s much effort.

 But there was a sudden clang from the euphorbia.

　　twirling in mid-air, like an arrow leaving the string.

"this…"

 See this scene.

 The old foreigner couldn't help but feel shocked.

He is good at archery, especially after getting the Jiao Archery Bow. During this period, his archery skills have improved by leaps and bounds, entering an unprecedented state.

Even after the senior fellow apprentice came to watch.

He also lamented that his achievements in archery had surpassed those of the previous generations of mountain-moving Taoists.

 But at this moment...looking at Kunlun using both arms as a bow and a halberd as an arrow, he felt a sense of enlightenment for a moment.

 Can arrows still be used in this way?

Hum!

 The euphorbia shot out of the sky.

Kunlun took one step forward. The tall figure stood up and grabbed the handle of the halberd.

Even the euphorbia seemed to be unable to withstand the terrifying force in his hand. Between the head and the tail, it bent bit by bit, like a strong bow that was stretched into a full moon.

 The accumulated strength in it made even the euphorbia tremble.

 “Bang—”

His eyes turned cold.

 Hand shot the spurge with a bow.

There was only a loud bang, and the halberd and the iron whip hit each other instantly. Yang Fang felt a huge force like a collapse of the sky coming, and the pain in his wrist instantly swept through his body.

　　His divine whip was almost knocked out of his hand by Kunlun's halberd.

 It was difficult to hold.

But the next wave of offensive is already coming.

 Kunlun didn't give him a chance to react at all.

The halberd, which weighed dozens of kilograms, was waving in the wind in his hand without any feeling of sluggishness.

 Pick, stab, chop, tease.

 The cold stars are dotted, the silver light is shining, and water cannot enter.

 One move is faster than the other.

 It was like a violent storm.

 The pressure made Yang Fang unable to breathe.

His body was swaying, and the moves he had already memorized by heart became more and more messy. His face was pale, and his wrists seemed to be filled with lead. Every swing required countless efforts.

 Looking at Kunlun on the opposite side.

 But it seems that he has not even used all his strength.

Just waving the big halberd coldly, with steady steps and undisturbed breath. It doesn't look like a fight at all, just strolling in the courtyard and taking it at your fingertips.

　　Bang!

finally.

 Seeing that his whole body's breath was in chaos.

 His face is as white as gold paper.

Kunlun was too lazy to continue fighting. He swiped the big halberd in his hand, like thunder on the ground. Yang Fang was caught off guard, so he could only forcefully stimulate his energy and blood, and hurriedly raised the magic whip to block outside his body.

only…

Such a huge force.

How can he stop it?

Amidst the dull and loud bang, others were like a small boat in the tide.

 The figure kept shaking.

 Immediately, I stumbled, my knees went weak and I almost fell to the ground.

Forcibly taking a breath, Yang Fang held the magic whip in his backhand and struck it on the ground. He bowed and removed most of his strength, and then managed to stabilize himself.

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 But the next moment.

 A chill that penetrates the bones has hit my face.

Yang Fang looked down and realized that it was a big halberd.

The sharp, polished halberd tip was as cold as snow, illuminating him so hard that he could hardly open his eyes.

 What is even more terrifying is the killing intent contained in the euphorbia.

 Just the presence of it gave him a feeling of tearing through his bones.

 Looking up along the spurge.

Kunlun held the handle of the halberd with one hand, but there was a chill in his seemingly calm eyes.

 “I’ll say it again.”

　　“You lose!” 　　　 Feel the shock in Yang Fang’s expression.

Kunlun's mood was like water, without any excitement or excitement.

His practice has never been for showing off or competing with others. For him, martial arts and kung fu are killing techniques.

 If it weren’t for the fact that he was the shopkeeper’s guest.

 Yang Fang is dead now.

"yes…"

Yang Fang smiled bitterly.

 The sweetness in the throat has turned into a strong fishy smell.

At this point, if you still don’t admit it, the last fig leaf will be torn off.

Yang Fang has his own pride.

 He can refuse to admit defeat, but he will never allow himself to fall into this situation.

"I lost!"

 Swallow the blood in your throat.

Yang Fang sat down on the ground, supported his body with the magic whip, and nodded.

 Today's battle, although it was a bit ugly to lose, was definitely the most enjoyable one since he came down the mountain, even though the whole process was a one-sided crushing.

　　I was beaten so hard that I could barely lift my head.

 But it is only by fighting against such masters that one can improve one's own martial arts path.

 Otherwise, what's the use of sparring with those guys who are half-full of water?

 Seeing his clear eyes and magnanimous expression, he showed no resentment.

Kunlun took back the spurge with a swipe.

  Carry it behind you again.

"Kunlun, I haven't had enough fun today. How about you let me rest for a few days and fight again?"

Hearing this, Kunlun, who was about to get up and cross over, couldn't help but frown.

Although he never used all his strength.

 But it also used 60 to 70%.

Most people who suffer such a serious injury will need to rest for at least a few months to recover, not to mention a year and a half.

“Don’t worry, I’m rough-skinned and thick-flesh, so I can’t be beaten.”

Seeing Kunlun staring at him.

Yang Fang didn't feel angry at all about losing. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground and grinned.

"what ever."

Kunlun looked indifferent.

"Don't follow me, I still have to look at you, otherwise I have to look for shopkeeper Chen every time, which will be too troublesome."

"No trouble…"

Yang Fang’s words just fell.

 A gentle laughter suddenly came from a distance.

 Everyone subconsciously raised their heads.

At this moment, I realized that two figures were approaching hand in hand not far away.

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 “Always in charge.”

 “Shopkeeper Chen.”

Chen Yulou nodded, his eyes swept over Old Shen and Huzi, nodded, and then moved his eyes back to Yang Fang.

“Brother Yang Fang, are you satisfied with today’s discussion?”

 “Satisfied, so satisfied, Shopkeeper Chen.”

The two leaders were face to face. Even though Yang Fang was proud, he did not dare to hold it up. He grinned and nodded, using the magic whip to get up.

However, Chen Yulou waved his hand to stop him.

 Throw it backhand at the same time.

There was a slight sound of breaking through the air. Yang Fang subconsciously reached out and grabbed it. He opened his palm and looked down. Only then did he realize that it was a pill that was as clear as jade.

“This is a healing pill made by Junior Sister Hua Ling.”

“Brother Yang Fang, please take it as soon as possible, and there will be no hidden injuries.”

Seeing his curious look, Chen Yulou explained softly.

"I see…"

Yang Fang’s eyes suddenly lit up.

No wonder that just by putting it in your nose and smelling it, there is a refreshing medicinal fragrance filling the air.

 I didn’t waste any time immediately, raised my head and swallowed it in one gulp.

 Pingshan and Zhelongshan fought twice.

Other than the bright weapons, the biggest reward is the precious medicine that grows in them.

Hundred-year-old elixirs that can promote spiritual practice are carefully collected by Chen Yulou in jade boxes. Those decades-old elixirs are made into powders or pills from flower spirits.

 This is the one in his hand at this moment.

 It is the precious medicine that moves the mountains to heal wounds.

 As soon as the pill enters the abdomen.

Yang Fang immediately felt a warm medicinal power slowly dissipating, his originally chaotic aura quickly returned to calm, and his face as pale as gold paper gradually gained color.

 Also cooperate with meditation and breathing.

 It only took less than a moment.

He felt that his whole body was a lot looser. He tried to lift the magic whip, but the feeling of powerlessness before was gone.

 “Good stuff.”

“Shopkeeper Chen, can you please give me a few more coins?”

Feeling the amazing effect of the pill, Yang Fang's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but said to Chen Yulou.

“Hahaha, if Brother Yang Fang wants it, it’s not a problem, but...”

“Shopkeeper Chen, my pocket is cleaner than my face, so I can only owe you the money temporarily.”

“No, no, Brother Yang Fang is overthinking it, and this little money is not taken seriously by Chen.”

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

 This guy is indeed interesting.

 If it were someone else, I would never dare to talk to myself like this.

Hearing this, Yang Fang breathed a sigh of relief. During this period of time he lived in Zhuangzi, he could see the wealth of the Chen family with his own eyes. As shopkeeper Chen said, this little money is really nothing.

“However, this precious medicine was made by Junior Sister Hua Ling and does not belong to Chen, so I have to ask Brother Dao.”

 Seeing Chen Yulou throw the anchor head onto himself.

Partridge Whistle couldn't help feeling helpless.

Having been with him for so long, how could you not hear the hidden meaning in his words?

　　　clearly means to win over.

 It’s just an excuse.

“Master Yang, you can’t write two words of Yang in one stroke. We might have been the same family five hundred years ago. Otherwise, I couldn’t afford it at a discount.”

Yang Fang is still young after all.

 I didn’t hear what Chen Yulou meant.

 Just looked at Partridge Whistle with a smile.

“Brother Yang is joking, when have you ever heard of me moving mountains to seek wealth?”

 …"It seems so."

Yang Fang was startled.

 He has been traveling around the world for several years.

Especially when I was with the master and listened to him talking about the various sects, I had heard rumors that people would fight against others just to get pills.

 “What does Yang Kuishou mean?”

“Brother Chen and I are going to Wuku Temple to pay a visit to Elder Chen these days. Since Brother Yang Fang is a senior disciple of Jin Abacus, how about leading the way for us?”

Partridge Whistle’s eyes flickered and he said calmly.

 “Wuku Temple? Elder Liaochen?!”

Yang Fang looked stunned.

 “Brother Yang, don’t you know?”

Yang Fang scratched his head. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere and had some impression of it, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

“Then Brother Yang should know about Feitian Suanni, right?”

Seeing that his brows were furrowed and he looked like he was thinking hard, Chen Yulou was a little surprised at first.

 But then I thought about it.

Since the death of Zhang Xiaozhuan, their brothers and sisters have gone their separate ways. Jin Abacus walked alone on both sides of the Yellow River, while Feitian Suanni and Tie Motou went to Luoyang. The yin and yang eyes of Sun State went around to observe the stars and perform divination for people.

 He died with a door nail inserted into Tie Mo Tou's body.

 The senior brothers have never met each other.

Therefore, it seems reasonable that Yang Fang did not know about the fact that Feitian Suanni went to Wuku Temple to become a monk and assumed the name of Elder Chen.

“Of course you know this, uncle.”

Yang Fang nodded.

He had heard this name countless times from his master.

 When I went down the mountain and walked around the rivers and lakes, I actually had the intention of looking for three uncles and uncles under the orders of my master.

“Elder Liaochen is actually Feitian Suanni.”

 “Wha...what?!”

Yang Fang, who was still reminiscing, was stunned for a moment.

How can this be?

 According to the master's statement, there are four brothers in their lineage, and only the master's uncle has received the master's true inheritance.

Whether it is Kung Fu skills or the ability to find dragons and dig holes, they are far superior to the three of them.

He is destined to take over the mantle of Master Zhang Sanlianzi and become the leader of the Jin Dynasty. How could he become a monk by becoming a monk?

 “If Brother Yang doesn’t believe it.”

“It will be clear to you when you go to Wuku Temple.”

Chen Yulou shook his head, indicating that he could calm down.

Yang Fang rubbed his eyebrows vigorously and felt a buzzing in his head. He finally calmed down, and then he agreed.

"good!"

“Just tell me when shopkeeper Chen will set off. Master, he has been talking about his uncle. Now that there is news about him, I will definitely go to see him.”

 Seeing this matter settled.

Chen Yulou didn't say anything more, just letting him rest in peace and recuperate.

 Then he walked straight towards Old Shen.

“Shopkeeper, this is Master Shen who taught me the Qixing Heng Kung Fu. This time...”

Seeing the shopkeeper coming forward, Kunlun quickly followed and introduced.

　　However, his words have not yet finished.

Chen Yulou smiled and looked at Huzi hiding in Old Shen's arms.

“Master Shen has a congenital deficiency and the cold energy affects the five meridians. How about handing it over to Chen?”

 (End of this chapter)