Chapter 187

In the night, at the entrance of the lane where the sound of Cheng Yusheng is approaching, there are two blue shirt scholars standing at the entrance of the lane, looking at somewhere in the alley.

Both of them are not tall. One of them, with a delicate face and a quiet and restrained body, is just like a weak scholar from a distance.

Although the other one is not much different from the previous one, he is actually more sharp and sharp. His whole body is leaking out. If he didn't control it deliberately, the one in the lane would have known the arrival of the two men. Standing at the entrance of the alley, he was also the first to open his mouth, "brother Jia, I'm afraid it's my younger brother who is going to fight for the first prize tonight."

One of them is Jia Qing, a scholar of Chang Sheng, and the other is Zhang Sheng's Tu Shu Tu.

The reason why the school had to let these two come to the school tonight was that many schools in the school had discussed with each other. On the other hand, it was because these two people were very brilliant in the school. Jia Qing was the youngest person who had been taught by Chang Sheng in the past 20 years. He was only 35 years old. As for Tu Shu Tu, his temperament is really crazy. Compared with Jia Qing, Jia Qing is one year younger. Although he is not a school teacher, he is also one of the best among his peers. According to an old master of Zhang Sheng's line, if there is no accident, he will surely surpass Jia Qing on the road of cultivation in a hundred years, and then Jia Qing has hardly seen it for hundreds of years If you have any chance to go ahead of Tu Shu Tu again.

In the end, a Confucian monk is different from a scholar at the foot of the mountain. In addition to studying knowledge, the level of his practice is not light. In the end, if the leader of the school only took knowledge to cut off the mountains and rivers instead of walking far enough on that road, he would not be able to achieve the present school master. Maybe even if he did, he was just a puppet. If he wanted to speak seriously People listen.

In addition to being reasonable, you need to be able to sit down and have a good talk with you.

This time I came to Luoyang City from the school palace. Naturally, it was a top priority to kill this Taoist species. However, it would not make sense for them to come out and kill that Taoist species if they didn't have any color. Therefore, after the deliberation of many old masters, they proposed that the one who could really kill ye Shengge would get a volume of reading comprehension and cultivation left by Zhang Sheng It's very helpful. As for the other person, although he has some merits, he can only get a view of the book room where Zhang Sheng used to understand Taoism and set foot in the sea.

It is clear which is more important.

If it wasn't, Tu Shu Tu would not be in a hurry to get his first achievement. After all, that Taoist was also a monk in the Qing Dynasty. Since he was a Taoist, he naturally had a lot of treasures on his body, which was not easy to deal with.

Jia Qing, dressed in green clothes, gazed at the entrance of the alley and said with a smile: "since the good brother in Shutu wants this song and is willing to surrender for him, how about robbing the array for him at the entrance of the alley?"

Tu Shu Tu frowned and quickly rejected: "Tao is not ordinary. I hope brother Jia will come to the yard."

With these words, Tu Shu Tu has been staring at Jia Qing.

The two men had their own plans.

Jia Qing pondered for a moment, then nodded, "that is, the elder brother will be at the gate of the hospital. If an accident happens to the younger brother, he can help him in time."

Tu Shu Tu hugged his fist. "Thank you, brother Jia."

The latter shakes his head, "you and I go out of the school together, naturally, we should share the same hatred."

Tu Shutu nodded. Although he didn't think so in his heart, it was hard to tear his face.

After nodding with Jia Qing, Tu Shutu is preparing to stride into the alley. Suddenly, he hears a roar full of air, and then for a moment, a young man with a knife hanging from his waist comes running.

It was Cheng Yusheng.

Jia Qingzheng was about to open his mouth. Cheng Yusheng pulled out the sword from his waist for a moment, and cut it out in the distance.

The air of the knife is rolling.

It's like a roaring Yellow Dragon.

Jia Qing stepped back, leaned on his side, and asked in a loud voice, "where did you come from? I don't know this is Yanling, but under the rule of Confucianism?"

In the mountains and rivers, in addition to the friars of the three religions and swordsmen, there are demon monks and a few other friars.

It is usually called yamazawa wild repair.

These monks have different methods. Those who are effective in imitating swordsmen, those who are effective in imitating demons, or even abandoned by Confucianism and Taoism.

This kind of friars are usually not treated by the monks of the three religions. They are more miserable than the swordsmen who are hated because of their amazing killing power.

There is at least one sword mountain in the same line of swordsmen, but these monks can't even find a place to live. Except for a few of the great monks, most of the other mountain and field practitioners have to detour when they meet the monks of the three religions.

To be honest, Lin Hongzhu, the demon sect leader who reappears in the world, can be classified as yamazawa and Yexiu.

In the face of Jia Qing's question, Cheng Yusheng, who was holding the river and lake, didn't answer. The cheap master he worshipped when he came out of Luoyang City and wandered in the river and lake finally died in the hands of these scholars who claimed to be full of knowledge.This also makes Cheng Yusheng glad that he did not go into the school, otherwise now what is the difference between him and these people?

Since he knew that there was a monk in the academy to deal with the girl he liked tonight, he had never thought about the overall situation. He didn't like the friars in Yanling Academy for a long time.

He liked Ye Sheng's songs, but it was still in the early days.

He doesn't care what ye Shengge is, as long as they want to deal with the girl he likes, he will drive a knife to his neck and ask him why!

As for the Cheng family, Yanling and the overall situation, he doesn't care.

Therefore, after this knife, Cheng Yu's voice lingers, and passes by, and a knife cleaves towards Jia Qing again. The blade blows up a strong wind, and countless powerful air machines pour down.

The bluestones in the streets began to show spider like cracks.

Jia Qing's right hand flashed white light, especially eye-catching in the dark. At the moment, looking at the knife on his head, he still had spare power to turn his head and say to Tu Shu Tu: "do it."

Tu Shu TU was stunned, and then it became clear that he stepped into the alley.

The goal of the night is still that kind of Taoist. The unknown wild cultivation of mountains and lakes is not so important.

Cheng Yusheng suddenly pulls back the knife in his hand and goes back more than ten steps. After that, he drags the knife forward for a short time. Jia Qing looks at this young man who is not sure where he is from. His figure disappears in a flash.

As soon as he fought, he already knew that the man in front of him had only stepped into the green silk. Compared with him, a monk who had been in the Taiqing state for several years, he could not have an advantage in terms of his vigor of Qi or anything else.

In fact, what he was most puzzled about was why the guy in front of him had to fight hard. Could it be the secret hand of the temple master to protect the elite and brilliant Taoist?

But if so, why did you arrange such a person to come here?

And the realm is low.

And what did he shout before?

Daughter in law?

When did this song of Ye Sheng become the daughter-in-law of others?

How could ye Shengge fall in love with such a humble young field worker?

Thinking of this, he suddenly said, "do you know who lives in this alley?"

Cheng Yusheng eyebrows micro Cu, sneer: "it's none of your business!"

Jia Qing's expression was indifferent, and he had no idea to talk to him about this young field work.

Cheng Yusheng once again wields the sword. When the blade passes through the night, it looks like a white light, which is very eye-catching. Since he was a child, he wanted to be the kind of Swordsman in the world. However, after he became a monk by chance, he still liked to carry the sword. He gave up the saying of magic tools and concentrated on studying the sword technique. In fact, it is similar to those swordsmen Wonderful, but the killing power is too far away.

After all, as soon as a swordsman enters the realm of sword Qi, the Qi in the spirit house will be transformed into sword Qi.

No matter what his realm is, lingfu is just Qi.

It's different in nature. It's just as difficult to be a swordsman with the same killing power.

Jia Qing turned in vain. Jia Qing, who had not yet used his magic weapon, just pressed his hand gently behind Cheng Yusheng. Cheng Yusheng felt a huge force coming from his back, and it seemed that countless majestic Qi machines were going to invade his meridians and destroy them wantonly.

Forward to stagger a few steps to stop the body of Cheng Yusheng, turned to stare at Jia Qing, plain look.

Jia Qing calmly asked: "for a woman, throw away your life, you don't feel regret at all?"

Cheng Yusheng laughed, "I'm too lazy to talk to you."

After laughing, Cheng Yusheng continues to run with a knife.

With green silk against Taiqing.

In addition to those swordsmen who can break all kinds of skills with one sword and level everything with one sword, are there other people who can do it?

I'm not sure.

But at least this one is not very good.

Jia Qing no longer left his hand, he waved slightly, behind suddenly appeared a black pen with white light.

There can be many magic weapons for the monks in the Academy, but there can only be one for this life.

Most of them choose what they like.

The pen behind Jia Qing was the result of winning a quiz in the school. Originally, the grade was not high. It could only be regarded as inferior. However, there was Chang Sheng, an old master who was good at refining utensils, repeatedly refined it. Now, compared with the original one, the pen has won a lot.

In the face of big people, there is still no need to take it out.

But in the face of this wild repair, it is almost a winning situation.

Jia Qing pinched the French seal.

The black pen suddenly swept forward, the tip of the pen was like a sword, and its edge was clear!

Cheng Yusheng stands with a knife and squints slightly.

The air engine in front of the body is as boiling as water.

A monk of the state of Taiqing gave his best shot, and a little green silk was afraid that it would not be so easy to take over.

What's more, Cheng Yusheng was not on the orthodox path.No doubt it's harder!

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