Beiyin Great Sage

Chapter 540: get together

Chapter 540 Gathering

Liu Zhen is very optimistic about Zhou Yi.

Time is the best test of a person's character.

Being in the Lin Family Nursing Home for more than two years, Zhou Yi is kind to others, doesn't fight or grab, devotes himself to practice, and has a character Liu Zhen can trust.

and.

In such a short period of time, Zhou Yi has successfully exchanged blood and succeeded in refining the skin.

I still remember that when we first met, Liu Zhen was already on the verge of refining his skin. Now that the two are fighting, he can't even hold on to ten moves in front of Zhou Yi.

Of course, Zhou Yi was merciful.

With the support of the Liu family, it is almost certain to become a viscera in time, even if it is a marrow, it is not impossible.

Good character and high talent, Liu Zhen is also relieved to hand over his sister to the other party.

More importantly, Liu's father mentioned this matter before his death, and even worried about Liu Man until his death. He can be regarded as fulfilling his father's last wish.

This matter is suitable for both.

How...

"Feel sorry."

Zhou Yi shook his head:

"Brother Liu, I have made up my mind, and there is no need to mention this matter."

...

The candle flame flickered, and the light and shadow flickered.

On the desk, a book was placed in the middle, and the five big characters of Zhaifeng Thirteen Styles came into view.

Zhou Yi caressed the book lightly, his eyes wandering.

Although Liu Zhen's proposal was rejected, the other party finally kept the sword technique and treasured sword, but his attitude was slightly indifferent.

Leaving something behind is more like fulfilling a promise without much affection.

"Hey!"

Sighing lightly, Zhou Yi shook his head and gently opened the book.

To be able to achieve the position of guarding a city, Mr. Han is not an ordinary person. His family background and the support of experts can be described as a lot.

The knife technique is even better.

Although I never cultivated true qi because I was greedy for pleasure when I was young.

But Master Han, the city guard who wears chain mail, holds a sharp wind knife, and drives a precious horse, is almost as powerful as a first-class master in the world.

Thirteen forms of chasing the wind, the first form: Meteor flies;

Roughly flipped through the flipbook.

On grade,

The thirteen poses of chasing the wind should be slightly weaker than the sky Buddha's hand.

This is a bit strange. He Dong's status in the Giant Whale Gang is not high, and his cultivation base is only refining the internal organs. Where did he get his top inheritance?

How could that weird Golden Buddha be in his hands?

or…

Another source?

It is obvious that the strength is great, but it has been hidden from the public. I am afraid that there is another reason.

Thoughts turned, Zhou Yi had secretly decided to kill He Dong and take away the Golden Buddha, absolutely not to let other people know.

Chunyang iron cloth shirt and heavenly bergamot should not be used at will before the cultivation base is complete, so as not to cause trouble.

"Zheng!"

The long knife was out of its sheath, a cold light appeared for a while, and then faded away.

"Good knife!"

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help stroking the blade.

This knife is three feet and seven inches long, four fingers wide and one finger thick, and weighs no more than ten catties. It is said that it is made of some special metal.

Blown short hair, abnormally sharp.

If he held this saber while fighting with He Dong, Zhou Yi was sure that he would be able to finish his opponent within a hundred moves without needing to smear the blade with poison.

Of course there are disadvantages.

Because this knife pursues sharpness and lightness too much, it is a little weak. It is not suitable for head-on confrontation, and it is even more difficult to withstand the beating of heavy weapons.

Compared with the sword in the hands of the Liu family siblings, it is obviously weaker.

but,

Just right!

‘Whether it is the wind-split knife technique or the thirteen wind-chasing moves, neither is a way to confront people head-on, but to win with speed and agility. '

The long knife waved, and the light of the knife fell like snow.

In an instant.

There was no one in the house, but the light of the knife was seen, and the light of the knife suddenly brightened, and the wind of the knife was raging all over the sky, and the sound of "呵呵" was heard endlessly.

"Shua!"

Zhou Yi held a knife in his hand and stood firmly on the spot with a smile on his face.

Sure enough.

For a warrior, a good weapon can double his lethality.

After a while.

The Sea of Consciousness light curtain emerged.

Name: Zhou Yi

Age: eighteen

Refining dirt (1/100)

Monument Thrower: Dacheng (13/100)

Mountain Climbing: Consummation (Mountain climbing movement speed increased by 5%, and complex mountain terrain weakened body skills by 5%.)

Wind Splitting Sword Technique: Perfection (Increases the power of the knife by 5%, the speed of the knife by 7%, the speed of the comprehension of the knife technique by 8%, and the comprehension speed of the same type of knife technique is doubled.)

Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt: Getting Started (1/100)

Celestial Bergamot: Getting Started (2/100)

Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind: Getting Started (1/100)

It should be because of the perfection of the wind splitting knife technique, but after a short time, the thirteen wind chasing styles have been introduced and experienced.

In comparison.

Tian bergamot and Chunyang iron cloth shirt have been practiced for more than 20 days, and they have just started, and the progress of Chunyang iron cloth shirt is ridiculously slow.

Zhou Yi even wondered whether it is necessary to practice this hard skill like other hard skills, requiring some special medicine bath method?

As for the cultivation level...

He is already refining the viscera!

"Ok?"

The abnormal noise in his ears made Zhou Yi tilt his head subconsciously, pushed open the window sash and looked at the several figures who were leaving in a hurry, with puzzled eyes:

"It's already so late, and you have something to do tomorrow, and you still want to go out?"

Liu Zhen sat upright in the carriage, with a gloomy face and serious eyes.

"Less... the master."

Uncle Wu’s voice came:

"We have arrived at the city gate."

"Ok."

Liu Zhen nodded, took a deep breath, took a money bag from his body and passed it through the window:

"Leave it to Mr. Sun, let him be flexible."

"yes."

Wu Bo should be, and then the footsteps moved away.

not long.

The closed city gate slowly opened a gap under the night, and an inconspicuous carriage passed through the city gate and headed straight for the west mountain.

Today the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

The bright and clear moonlight shines all over the earth, even the dark and deep mountains and forests in the past still feel somewhat daytime.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, Liu Zhen got out of the car, and accompanied by the housekeeper Wu Bo and the nurse Wei Changli, he walked up the mountain.

Walking halfway up the mountain, a ruined temple loomed in flames.

The three of them looked at each other, and Liu Zhen clasped his hands tightly, striding towards the ruined temple, and cupped his hands when he came close:

"But a strong man from the Danyang Army, Liu is being polite!"

"hey-hey…"

A high-pitched voice came from inside the temple:

"It turned out to be a little doll, and you are the current head of the Liu family?"

"Exactly." Liu Zhen's face remained unchanged:

"Liu has come over, I wonder if a few strong men can let me go?"

"I'm quite courageous, so I brought just a few people here." The figures in the ruined temple shook, and two burly men walked out of it.

They are two meters tall, with broad shoulders and broad bodies, and wearing thick fur clothes, like two black bears, looking down at the three people in front of them, showing disdain:

"It's okay to let people go, did you bring the money?"

"Wei Huyuan." Liu Zhen signaled.

"yes."

Wei Huyuan looked gloomy, threw out a money bag, and shouted:

"The money is inside, where is the person?"

"Snapped!"

A big man reached out to catch the money bag, weighed it in his hand, and then grinned:

"Where are you going to send the beggar? You want us to release him with just this little money?"

"What did you say?"

Wei Huyuan's complexion changed drastically:

"This is the price you agreed upon!"

"You are also businessmen, don't you understand the principle of following the market as you go?" The big man's eyes sank:

"I thought the Liu family was just running a restaurant business, but I never thought that you would still be doing shopping outside the city relying on the city guards."

said with a light smile:

"Purchasing is easier than serving people in a restaurant and makes a lot of money!"

"What do you mean?" Wei Huyuan stepped forward:

"You want to go back on your word?"

The big man opened his eyes, and then he smiled ferociously. He stretched out his hand and took out a mace, and swept it towards the tall and thin tree beside him.

"Peng!"

The big tree fell in response, landing heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Wei Huyuan shrank his eyes and took a step back subconsciously.

What a lot of strength!

Refining dirty!

Even if not, he is still a skin-refining martial artist born with divine power!

"So what if you go back on your word?" The big man swung his mace and strode forward, forcing the three of them to retreat again and again, and said disdainfully:

"Why, do you want to do it?"

"Strong man."

Liu Zhen held his breath, stared at the opponent's pressure and stopped, and said in a muffled voice:

"What do you want to do?"

"It's very simple." The big man stopped and said:

"Add money!"

"How much to add?"

"Three thousand taels of silver!"

"You are dreaming!"

Before Liu Zhen could speak, Uncle Wu was already trembling with anger, and said angrily:

"Three thousand taels, how dare you think about it!"

"The Liu family is a wealthy family." The big man's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly:

"Why, this person just died, and I can't even get out a mere three thousand taels of silver? Or is it that the way to buy it is not worth three thousand taels?"

"Brother, it's you lions who opened their mouths." Wei Huyuan slowly drew his sword, his eyes were fierce:

"Do you really think we can be bullied?"

He is a master hired by the Liu family with a lot of money. He has been with Liu's father for more than ten years. Although he is old now, he is also a visceral martial artist.

Strength, never weak!

But the two people in front of him were not bad either, and there seemed to be people in the temple. He was not afraid to make a move, but Liu Zhen was still there.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing hesitation in his eyes.

"Ok?"

The strong man squinted his eyes, subconsciously clenched his mace tightly, and the other raised his eyebrows, and drew out the long knife at his waist, a murderous look emerged from his body.

They are from the Danyang Army, and their hands are covered with blood. What they do now is the business of licking blood, so they are naturally not afraid of fighting.

"Three thousand taels is too much."

Liu Zhen suddenly said:

"Two thousand taels, I can pay two thousand taels, but after you take the money, you must guarantee that you will never hinder my business from now on."

"Two thousand taels..." The two looked at each other, and the big man with a mace nodded:

"Also."

"Then let him go." Liu Zhen waved his hand:

"I'll go back and get the silver!"

"Slow down." The voice of a big man with a long knife in his hand said:

"Who knows if you really went back to get the money? What if you don't admit it when we release someone, someone must stay!"

"good."

The big man holding a mace rolled his eyes and said:

"In order to prevent you from going back on your word, you stay and let the two of them go back to get the money. The owner is here, and they dare not come back even if they think about it."

"fart!"

"No!"

Uncle Wu and Huyuan Wei shook their heads together.

"Hmm..." Liu Zhen pondered, but unexpectedly nodded:

"Also."

"Liu sincerely hopes that the business will be completed. It would be of no benefit to you if you want to come and kill me. If this is the case, there is nothing wrong with staying."

"Master!"

"Young master."

Uncle Wu and Wei Huyuan's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly dissuaded them:

"No way!"

"It is absolutely impossible at this time!"

"I've made up my mind." Liu Zhen looked serious, and raised one hand:

"What they want is silver, not my life. Why, or, are you going to redeem me with silver?"

"Don't dare."

The two hurriedly lowered their heads.

"That's it." Liu Zhen sighed softly, looking at the big man:

"You let him go, I'll wait here, how about it?"

"Of course, no problem."

The big man with a mace in his hand laughed loudly:

"Unexpectedly, you are a little brave at such a young age. Don't worry, as long as they bring money, we will definitely treat you with delicious food and drink."

"inside!"

Immediately shouted back:

"Let him go!"

"yes!"

In the ruined temple, there was a voice, and then four or five people with bruises and bruises were driven out, and Liu Zhen also walked over at the same time.

"Before dawn, exchange here."

The big man glared at everyone in the Liu family, and shouted:

"If you don't come by then, or if you don't get the money when you come, then don't blame us for being rude!"

Wei Huyuan ignored him, but looked at Liu Zhen with worry in his eyes:

"Master..."

"It's okay." Liu Zhen shook his head:

"Remember what I said, just take people back."

"But..." Wei Huyuan opened his mouth, and then sighed suddenly:

"That's good, young master, take care."

"Ok."

Liu Zhen nodded, watching the group of people leave slowly, his eyes flickering from time to time, until he was urged to walk into the ruined temple.

In addition to the two big men, there are three other people in the temple.

One of them sat cross-legged in a corner, with a long spear slanted beside him, and the other two were sallow and thin, and they were not martial arts practitioners at a glance.

"head."

"Brother."

The two walked into the ruined temple and looked towards the corner with a respectful attitude.

It seems that this person who didn't show up is their leader, and if he can subdue the two, his strength is definitely not weak, and he will not be inferior to Lian Zang.

And judging from his age, he should be in his 30s or 40s. For viscera practitioners, he is in his prime. Wei Huyuan is probably no match for him.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhen heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I was not impulsive just now, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

"sit down."

The man glanced at Liu Zhen, nodded his head, and said indifferently:

"You'd better really ask them to bring the silver."

"Ok?"

Liu Zhen frowned, subconsciously feeling something weird there, and said:

"Don't worry, it's yours and you will never be wrong."

"hope so."

The man's eyes were cloudy and his voice was low. He glanced at where Liu Zhen was and stopped talking. Instead, he picked up a long gun and wiped it slowly.

time,

Slowly passing.

I don't know how long it has been.

"Kach...Kach..."

The sound of footsteps came from outside, and they were getting closer. Several people in the temple opened their eyes at the same time, and looked outside, with different eyes.

"Hoo..."

The broken door was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind carried sporadic snowflakes into the ruined temple, causing the bonfire to shake and the temperature to drop sharply.

"It's freezing outside, and it's rare to have a place for people to keep warm. You should be thinking the same way, what a coincidence."

Someone rubbed his hands and took off the cloak:

"Do you mind adding someone?"

"Big brother!"

Liu Zhen stood up, his voice trembling:

"You are here."

"Ok."

Miao Hong nodded, looked at Liu Zhen and smiled:

"I rushed over after being summoned by my junior brother. It seems that I have not missed the hour."

"Miao Hong from Heisha Martial Arts Museum." Inside the temple, the man who had been cleaning his spear paused, stood up slowly from the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"Unexpectedly, it was you who came!"

"Brother Qin." Miao Hong inspected the other party, cupping his fists:

"We meet again."

"Big brother." Liu Zhen was taken aback:

"You know him?"

"Of course." Miao Hong looked complicated:

"Qin Lei, the young spearman of the Danyang Army, our master died at the hands of his adoptive father, but General Qin's adoptive father has also been put to death by General Li Shili."

Liu Zhen understood, and his heart was relieved.

In addition to being the guardian of the Lin family, he is also a registered disciple of the owner of the Heisha Martial Arts Museum, and now the Heisha Martial Arts Hall is in charge of the person in front of him.

Senior brother Miao Hong, a master who has refined viscera for nearly ten years, is extremely ferocious with his black evil palm, and he already has the demeanor of an old hall owner.

After learning that the purchasing route was robbed, Liu Zhen immediately notified the elder brother.

The combination of the Liu family and the Heisha Martial Arts Center is his confidence tonight!

"Brother Miao."

Qin Lei sighed and said:

"The last time we said goodbye, we haven't seen each other for nearly half a year, right?"

"Almost." Miao Hong nodded.

"I heard that you took over Heisha Martial Arts?" Qin Lei smiled:

"It seems that the plan that day was very successful. Brother Miao won the beauty and became the owner of the pavilion. He is much better than those of us who are busy outside."

"Thanks to Brother Qin." Miao Hong clasped his hands together:

"Without Brother Qin's help, Miao wouldn't be where he is today. It's a pity that I didn't have time to bring wine with me. Otherwise, I would have gotten drunk with Brother Qin."

"Ha ha…"

Qin Leilang laughed:

"It's easy to say, easy to say."

Besides, Liu Zhen's expression changed from relaxed to puzzled, then shocked, until his body swayed, staggered backwards, and stuck against the wall.

"Big...big brother..."

"Junior brother." Miao Hong turned his head sideways and sighed:

"Don't blame me, it's just that the price you paid is not as high as others'."

"and…"

He smiled and said:

"I think Xue Mingfu is very similar to me, what do you think?"

"Shua!"

Liu Zhen's complexion turned pale instantly.