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Text Chapter 122: Abnormal Art and the Arrival of Iron Wing Guards

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    , I have become an outdated martial arts myth

    Different technique!

    In fact, there is not much difference between different arts and martial arts. Mo Shaoming's "Yin Soul Dragon Miasma" can be counted as a kind of different arts.

    ? Such as the "Yin Soul Dragon Miasma" and other special skills, can be obtained through practice, and then improved.

    But most of the strange arts have no skills and are unique in the world.

    It came from outside the sky, and some lucky people got it by chance, and it possessed powerful power overnight.

    In the early years of Tianchang, these 'foreigners' possessing strange powers were the real protagonists, rampaging the world and acting recklessly.

    For example, there is a foreigner who possesses the "Sand Transformation Art", who has the ability to turn his whole body into sand grains, ignoring any weapon attack, even the power of true energy can't hurt him, and he can only let him run wild.

    It wasn't until the warriors who opened the Niwan Palace appeared one after another, with a combination of spirit and mind, that they directly launched a blow from the spiritual level, and then killed the 'sandified' alien.

    However, the 'sandification technique' did not just disappear, but scattered between the heaven and the earth, waiting for the next person to be found.

    With the opening of the nine orifices, more and more martial artists became saints, and the era of strangeness only lasted for a few years, and then they were replaced by martial arts masters who stepped onto the stage.

    This is not to say that the strange arts are weak, in fact some of the strange arts are almost like ghosts and gods, which is unbelievable.

    It's just that the improvement of martial arts is all-round strength.

    Pei Yuan now suspects that the Sword Casting Villa can smelt spiritual fragments, does it mean that it has mastered a strange technique?

    After understanding the situation, Pei Yuan smiled and said: "So that's the case. Thank you Master for clarifying the confusion. I wonder when this sword will be scheduled?"

    "It will be on the seventh day of October!" Puhong replied with a smile, and looked at Pei Yuan: "Mr. Xiao is also interested in the Sword Tasting Fair?"

    "Haha! Xiao Mou has been wandering around the rivers and lakes, how can he not join in the fun of such a big event as recasting the spirit soldiers?"

    "In this case, Mr. Xiao, why not go with the poor monk?" Puhong invited.

    Pei Yuan shook his head with a smile, and said: "Xiao is also willing to go with the master, but Xiao has gotten into some trouble recently, if he drags the master into trouble, it will be Xiao's fault."

    Pu Hong's eyes were fixed, and he didn't say anything that he was not afraid of being dragged down.

    After all, the two met by chance, and he didn't even know each other's name.

    Moreover, this Mr. Xiao is so self-cultivated that even he can't see the depth. It is obviously not easy to solve it if he can be called a trouble by the other party.

    Pei Yuan smiled, changed the subject, and started talking about Buddhist scriptures with Puhong.

    He is an all-rounder, familiar with all three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. He is not at a disadvantage in discussing scriptures and Dharma with Pu Hong.

    Unknowingly, time passed, and the rain had stopped.

    Pei Yuan stopped talking, and said with a smile: "Master Puhong, it's time for Xiao to leave."

    Pu Hong looked at the window, looked at the clear blue sky, still had some thoughts, got up and bowed to Pei Yuan: "Mr. Xiao's Dharma is released today, and the poor monk has benefited a lot. Please accept the poor monk's worship, sir."

    "Master Puhong, you've got a picture!" Pei Yuan waved his hand and got off the car, and walked, his figure flashed, and disappeared in the path ahead in a few breaths.

    Monk Jingming pulled the rein, smiled at Puhong who was behind him, and said, "Uncle Master, you and this Mr. Xiao had a great conversation!"

    Seeing Pei Yuan disappearing, Pu Hong sighed: "This Mr. Xiao is not a thing in the pool, it's a pity that I don't know his name."

    This is also because Xiao Shishilang's fame is too short, and Puhong has not heard of his name yet.

    "Uncle Master, your name is just a code name, just like you can be Pu Hong, and the young monk can also be Pu Hong, everything is empty and empty! You are too good-looking!" Jingming said with a smile.

    Puhong's face darkened, and he slapped Jingming's bald head with a slap, making a 'pop' sound.

    "It's not big or small, it's time to teach my uncle a lesson, and continue on my way."

    Pei Yuan performed lightness kung fu, walked at a leisurely speed for half an hour, and saw the mottled boundary marker in front of him.

    One step forward, from Yuanping Prefecture to Yongtong Prefecture.

    Today is only September 20th, and there are still more than ten days before the Sword Tasting Fair. Pei Yuan is not in a hurry, and plans to find a place to continue studying "Da Yi Qi Shu".

    Stretching out his hand to wipe his face, his flesh and blood changed, Pei Yuan changed his appearance again, and flew away. After passing through several small county towns, he arrived in front of a bustling big city.

    Zhangde Mansion!

    ? Casting Sword VillaThe Baibing Mansion is adjacent to the Zhangde Mansion, and with Pei Yuan's cultivation, he can pass there in just one meal.

    Entering the city, I went directly to a restaurant in the center.

    After some eating and drinking, a large wing room was opened, and Pei Yuan began to practice "Da Yi Qi Shu".

    In the blink of an eye, twelve days passed.

    On this day, Pei Yuan was practicing in his room, when suddenly his expression changed, and he felt the approach of the paper puppet, coming from the direction of the city gate.

    "Huh? Is it Dingxie or Zhulao?"

    A thought flashed across Pei Yuan, sensing that the paper puppet was getting closer and closer, until he entered the area of ??three hundred feet, he thought everything, and the thought immediately descended.

    Silently taking over the body, Pei Yuan twisted his neck and read the images of the paper puppet during this period.

    This paper puppet is Ding Xie.

    ? This time, following Town Fushi Qiao Shuangliang, leading Zhang Guang and his party to disguise themselves and enter Yongtong Prefecture, they also came for Zhujian Villa.

    Pei Yuan looked at Qiao Shuangliang, the man who had a cold appearance in the memory of "Ding Xie". At the moment, he was short and fat, with a kind face and the appearance of a philistine merchant.

    Zhang Guang, Ding Xie and others pretended to be merchant guards.

    Qiao Shuangliang and others chose to live in the inn opposite. After eating in the lobby, a group of people entered the guest room. Qiao Shuangliang's eyes flickered, his palms were stretched out, and a strong air flow circulated the entire room, blocking the movement in the room.

    "Okay, now I can't hear the sound from inside." Qiao Shuangliang looked at everyone, and said calmly: "This time I got the news that the Gate of Destiny is eyeing Zhujian Villa.  The door will inevitably be snatched, and we are going to take it down!"

    Pei Yuan controls 'Ding Xie' and stands in the corner. Although Ding Xie has already opened up eight orifices in terms of martial arts alone, he is considered a leader among the Iron Wing Guards, but his qualifications are too young to speak.  .

    "My lord, based on the words of us alone, I'm afraid" an Iron Wing Guard hesitated.

    "Don't worry, it's not just me who made the move this time, but also a pacifier who has arrived in advance!" Qiao Shuangliang said calmly, "All you have to do is to keep an eye on Zhujian Villa, and don't let go of any trouble."

    "Yes, my lord!"

    A group of people led the way.

    "Rest here for one night first, and when we leave Fucheng tomorrow, we will separate." Qiao Shuangliang said, and removed the gas mask.

    Seeing that he had no other orders, Pei Yuan withdrew his mind and returned to the body.
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