Er Gouzi finally signed up for the exam, and with one less thing on his mind, he felt much more relaxed on the way home from the county town. He was in a good mood and bought a few big meat buns to eat while walking, his mouth full of oil. When he walked to a densely wooded area, several people quickly caught up with him. "Stop!" He turned around and found that there were three people chasing him. He knew one of them, the fat guy in the sword shop. The other two were a middle-aged man and a young man, neither of whom he knew. "What's the matter?" "I want to ask you, do you still have this kind of copper coins or silver in your hand?" The fat guy said, taking out a copper coin and a small piece of silver.
Since Er Gouzi cultivated to the stage of sensing qi, he can sense the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. At this moment, he concentrated his mind and carefully sensed it. He could see that the copper coins and silver in the fat man's hand contained more spiritual energy. Could it be that he took the money out of the gourd and the boy saw it? Because no one had noticed the difference of this kind of money before, he usually put the money in the gourd for convenience. He knew that silver and copper coins were very heavy, and it was difficult to carry a large amount of money with him. A string of copper coins weighed about seven or eight kilograms, and it was the most he could carry at a time. Every time he sold the powerful pills, he exchanged hundreds of taels of silver, which also weighed dozens of kilograms. Carrying a large amount of money on the body was very heavy, and it was easy to attract robbers and thieves. But now, even if he was recognized, he would not admit it. "I don't have any money on me now. Besides, what's the difference between this money?" "Boy, don't play dumb, tell me the truth, where did you get all this money? Where did you hide it?" The young man who came with the fat man obviously had no patience, drew out a short sword, and threatened loudly. At this moment, the three men had already stood in a corner, surrounding Er Gouzi in the center. The young man saw that Er Gouzi didn't answer, and the short sword in his hand shook, and stabbed at his neck. Er Gouzi had fought with King Zhao several times, and now he had some experience. He drew out the heavy sword on his back and smashed the short sword at the young man. "Bang!" After a slight sound, the young man was left with only a hilt in his hand, and the short sword had broken into pieces. After Er Gouzi's sword strike, he continued with several straight thrusts, diagonal strikes, and vertical slashes... "Puff!"
The young man was cut in half by a sword, and blood splattered. "Pain! Pain! Pain..." He was cut in half by a sword, but he didn't die for a short time. Half of his body was lying on the ground and screaming in pain. Er Gouzi held up the bloody sword, and couldn't bear to see such a miserable situation. He could only comfort him. "Bear it, it won't hurt soon." "Boy, you are so cruel!" The middle-aged man shouted and drew out his waist knife to slash at Er Gouzi. Er Gouzi returned with a sword, and this time, the middle-aged man on the opposite side was so agile that he avoided the collision of swords. The two fought for several moves in a row, and the weapons of both sides didn't touch each other even once. This middle-aged man's level was much better than King Zhao. He knew that Er Gouzi was a brute force, so he never confronted him head-on. Just wandering around him, looking for an opportunity to take advantage of. Er Gouzi was very excited to meet such an opponent. Now King Zhao was hiding from him, and he had been looking for someone to practice with, but he didn't find a suitable candidate. So he became more and more excited, more and more comfortable, and stronger as he fought. Sometimes he could even use one or two moves of that sword technique. During the fight between the two, Er Gouzi found an opportunity, suddenly jumped forward a foot, approached the middle-aged man, and slashed with a sword. "Bang!" The middle-aged man could only block with a knife in a hurry. But as soon as the sword touched, the middle-aged man felt a force coming, and the waist knife in his hand was shattered, and the bones in his arm were also broken. Fortunately, he had rich combat experience and escaped two or three feet away in time, so he was lucky to save his life. The middle-aged man was standing far away at this moment, with his right arm hanging down, probably useless. "Good boy, I'm really weak. I almost fell into your hands." "However, no matter how strong I am, I'm just a warrior. I'll let you see the methods of a cultivator today." As the middle-aged man said this, two yellow talisman papers appeared on his left hand. Er Gouzi had seen his master use such talisman papers to catch ghosts, exorcise evil spirits, cure diseases, and pray for children. He didn't see any tricks at that time. At this time, the middle-aged man sprayed a drop of blood at the talisman paper, and then the two talisman papers turned into two rays of light, one blue and one yellow. The yellow light fell on the middle-aged man and turned into a layer of golden light, covering the middle-aged man. The blue light turned into more than a dozen wooden thorns in the air, and shot towards Er Gouzi quickly.
Seeing this, Er Gouzi jumped two feet high in the air, and all the wooden thorns shot through his feet. However, when he fell, the wooden spikes circled in the air and turned back to shoot at him. At this time, people in the air had no way to avoid it. In a hurry, he remembered a move in the difficult sword technique, which was to prevent wind from blowing through and rain from getting in. He often practiced this move in heavy rain, so it was inevitable that some rain would wet his clothes. But it was enough to block these few dozen wooden spikes. "Ding Ding Ding..." After a series of rapid sounds, the wooden spikes were cut off and turned into spiritual energy in the air and disappeared. After cutting off these wooden thorns, Ergouzi jumped forward and reached the middle-aged man. He raised his sword and slashed. "Bang!" A sword struck the yellow mask outside the middle-aged man's body, making a sound, but the mask only shook for a moment and was not broken. "Bang bang bang..." Ergouzi used all his strength to strike out with several more swords, but was unable to do anything about the light shield. "Hey, boy, the immortal family's methods are beyond what you, a mere mortal, can do." As the middle-aged man spoke, another yellow talisman appeared in his hand. Seeing this, Ergouzi was afraid that he would use some strange means again, so he quickly mobilized the true energy in his Dantian, walked through the Jueyin Pericardium Meridian, exited the Laogong Point, and poured it into the heavy sword. After being filled with true energy, the heavy sword gradually lit up with a dazzling light. "You! You are also an immortal cultivator!" When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. He finally came out to rob someone, and wanted to bully a young man with his decades of cultivation, but why did he meet an immortal cultivator! Moreover, his cultivation level is much higher than his own, and he must at least have three levels of Qi training. "Fellow Taoist, there is a misunderstanding!" At this time, it was useless to beg for mercy. Ergouzi couldn't control it himself and could only slash out with one sword. "boom!" With a sound, the yellow mask, the middle-aged man, and the heavy sword in Ergouzi's hand all exploded together. The middle-aged man's minced meat was spread all over the place, and Ergouzi also had a lot of it on his body. What's a pity is that the talisman paper in the middle-aged hand was also torn to pieces by force, otherwise Ergouzi would have wanted to pick it up and study it. "Kakakaka..."
There was a strange noise behind him. Ergouzi turned around and saw that it was the fat man from the sword shop. The little fat man was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground. There was a large amount of wetness under his pants, accompanied by a stench. The little fat man still wanted to speak, but his lips were trembling and his lower row of teeth collided with each other, making a clicking sound, and he couldn't speak. This is the first time Er Gouzi has seen such a coward. He walked over and slapped her a few times until the little fat man finally stopped shaking so much. "You're screwed. You killed Dao Xuanzong. You caused big trouble." After the little fat man recovered a little, he even thought about threatening Er Gouzi. "It seems you know a lot." Ergouzi glanced around. The scene here was too tragic, and it was on the edge of an official road, so it was not suitable for interrogation. Immediately, 놛 unwrapped the corpse and found a bronze medal on the ground. He also picked it up and stuffed it into the bundle. Then he picked up the little fat man and went into the woods on the side of the road. After walking for more than ten miles, I found an innocent place and threw the little fat man to the ground. "Tell me what's going on?" "Don't kill me, I say it all, I say it all!" The little fat man hugged Er Gouzi's legs, with tears and runny nose running down his face. Ergouzi had long thought out no less than ten ways to extract a confession, but now none of them worked, and the little fat man used them all. It made me feel that this punch was in the air and was boring. Half an hour later, Ergouzi left alone, leaving the body of a little fat man on the spot. The little fat man was indeed cowardly enough and did not need to be tortured. He explained everything clearly and learned a lot of information from his mouth. But this was too cowardly. Ergouzi was worried about him, so it would be easier to kill him. According to the little fat man's report, because he was interested in making money and was afraid of Ergouzi's power, he quietly contacted Daoxuanzong's 그 to take action together. The little fat man said that Daoxuanzong is a sect that cultivates immortals. It has many immortals and is very mysterious and amazing. Our sword shop occasionally helps Daoxuanzong make some things, and they have some contact with each other. It's just that even the immortal cultivators were invited, but they didn't expect to meet a stronger master by kicking the iron plate. Ergouzi was holding an ancient leather book in his hand, which he had just found from the little fat man. On the cover of the book are written the three characters "Hundred Arms Manual". I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that I finally came across a book with a beginning and an end. The books in Master's hand have no covers, and I don't even know the titles.
If you flip through it at will, the first half of this book introduces a lot of materials, recording many unheard-of rare materials, including the hundred-refined copper essence and the hundred-refined silver essence. The second half of the book introduces many weird forging methods. Ergouzi felt that he had time to study, since there were so many serious arts that he was not overwhelmed. In addition to this book, I also found a few taels of silver. I picked up a bronze medal with the word "black" written on it. I don't know what it is for. Ergouzi walked back to the official road again, and it was already dark. After thinking about it in his heart, he turned around and walked towards the county seat. Since I have already killed the little fat man and offended the sword shop, I might as well kill the whole family without stopping. To avoid having to seek revenge on yourself later, it would be too troublesome to kill him again and again. However, it was still too late to rush back to the county seat overnight. 놛When he walked outside the sword shop, he saw flames rising into the sky, and several surrounding shops were all engulfed in a sea of flames. After standing in the crowd of onlookers and watching for a while, I saw no one in the sword shop. From the comments of the onlookers, it seemed that the whole family was accidentally burned to death in the store. Since they are all dead, Ergouzi will save trouble. After a long journey, I was already tired and hungry, so I bought ten large meat dumplings at the 녈깊 shop, ate them while walking, and continued walking home at night. After returning to Shekou Mountain, he fell asleep immediately and took three days of rest to recover the energy consumed in the field. As soon as possible, he went to Sanchazi Town to find his master. "Master, have you heard of Daoxuan Sect?" Li Banxian's expression tightened when he heard this. "Why? You must not contact them, you will lose your head, or even kill all nine clans." "Why?" Er Gouzi used to only farm and had never been exposed to such things. "All sects must obtain approval from the government before they can be opened in specific locations, and there are strict requirements for the number and scale of sects." "Sects that have not been approved and registered by the government are all cults." "Cults often do not obey the orders of the government, and they also privately teach the cultivation methods. The government will catch and kill them one by one." "Daoxuan Sect is such a cult." When Li Banxian said this, he took a big sip of tea to moisten his throat. Speaking of privately teaching the technique, the thing that I regret most now is that I accepted Er Gouzi as my apprentice.
Er Gouzi didn't know, but I knew clearly that privately teaching the technique of cultivating immortals was a serious crime. If a powerful official taught it, he would teach it. If a fortune teller like me who has no power and no influence was caught, he would definitely be beheaded as a warning to the public. I didn't expect that the shabby technique was actually real, and that this stupid boy had practiced it without knowing it. "Master, there is another happy event. I have successfully applied for the exam and am preparing to take the exam for martial arts scholars." Er Gouzi felt that he should share this joy with his master. "What? So fast?" Li Banxian was startled, and the tea bowl in his hand fell to the ground. He felt no surprise, only fear. "I want to try, what if I succeed?" Er Gouzi didn't have much confidence in whether he could pass the exam for Wu Xiucai, he just wanted to give it a try. Ordinary people have no fame, they can be taken advantage of by the police wherever they go, those yamen runners can beat them and scold them as they want. But Li Banxian's heart was in turmoil. I'm afraid that the secret teaching of immortal cultivation techniques can't be concealed. As long as Er Gouzi takes the exam, he will definitely be found out. If he is charged with the crime of privately teaching immortal cultivation techniques, ten heads will not be enough to chop off. And as Er Gouzi's strength becomes stronger and stronger, it will be more difficult to fool him in the future. If he is exposed one day, his old bones will not be able to withstand the beating. All in all, he has cheated a lot of money from Er Gouzi, it's time to leave. "Er Gou, your master is going to go on a long journey recently." "Ah? Where is your master going and when will you be back?" Er Gou felt it was too sudden. "You are going to Kunwu Mountain to pick a few immortal herbs, at least three or five, at most more than ten. You should take care of yourself and don't slack off!" "Kunwu Mountain?" Er Gou had heard about it in stories. There is a Kunwu Mountain in the past. There live immortals in the mountain. They can ride on clouds and mist, swallow swords and spit fire. They have boundless magic power and are definitely not on the same level as ordinary immortals. "Master, can you take me to see it?" I regretted it as soon as I said it. There are still dozens of acres of fields in Shekou Mountain, and a large group of geese that I don't take care of. "Kunwu Immortal Mountain is 100,000 miles away from here and 100,000 feet high. How can ordinary people get there!" Li Banxian wanted to get rid of Er Gouzi, so how could he take him with him? However, before leaving, he felt that he had to get the last sum of money from Er Gouzi.