Faced with Huasanren's killing move, Zhou Buchen no longer had the intention to fight and retreated quickly.

"From then on, there will be no more Ninghou swords in the Tang Dynasty."

The opponent's voice came flutteringly, and I don't know if it was a pride or a regret.

Zhou Buchen felt ache in his heart, and thinking of all the past, a feeling of decisiveness arose.

At worst, I can give up looking for immortals and ask, just be a scattered person for a lifetime, invincible in the martial arts world!

When he was in a desperate situation, Zhou Buchen cut off his heart and completely threw away his seven years of hard work.

The majestic true energy surged out from the qi seeds on the dantian, instantly overflowing Zhou Buchen's secret acupoints of Zhou Tian, ​​and a momentum like a mountain rising from him.

"not good!"

Huasanren thought it was terrible. How could he not see that Zhou Buchen was attacking Sanren Realm, his feet were speeding up, and his hands were shaking like a snake dancing, drawing thousands of afterimages in the air.

"Show mercy!"

"Hua Sanren stopped!"

Two loud shouts sounded outside Dongguan Street, which shocked the ice and snow on the long street. The ice on both eaves broke and penetrated deep into the snow, showing unfathomable skills.

Huasanren raised his thick eyebrows and a chill flashed in his eyes. Not only did he stop, but his pace was two points faster.

There is an unwritten rule in the martial arts world of the Tang Dynasty. Sanren is not allowed to fight each other. Once a half-step Sanren breaks through the Sanren realm, he is not allowed to kill him. Huasanren does not need to think about who the visitor is. In addition to him, there are two Sanrenren in Baiyujing.

At this moment, something that no one expected to happen.

Zhou Buchen, who was flying back like lightning, suddenly trembled, his face pale, and his whole body seemed to have become ten years old in an instant, and his eyes were peeling off inch. The next moment, he raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of black blood, as if he was drunk, and his feet were shaking.

The sudden change not only surprised Huasanren, but also made the other two Sanren who rushed over stunned on the spot.

The previous aura indicated that Zhou Buchen had the ability to break through the Sanren Realm, and in addition, he had already won against Sanren seven years ago. The three Sanren, including Hua Sanren, all thought that Zhou Buchen would have no obstacles in breaking through the Sanren Realm, but he did not expect that this would end up.

"Hahaha, sure enough, sure enough!" Huasan people smiled: "I heard that you were rejected when you were looking for immortals everywhere. I thought that the immortals' requirements for accepting disciples were so high that they were unpredictable. It turns out that you are no longer the Ninghou Jian of the past."

"Killing you is like slaughtering a chicken, what's the use for me?" After laughing three times, Huasan Ren turned into a ball of strange fire and disappeared into the snow.

I will stop here for the rest of my life... If this continues, it will be difficult to save my true qi... If you forcefully break through, it will dissipate...

Luo Chuan's words echoed in Zhou Buchen's ears, buzzing, like an iron hammer hitting his heart. A moment ago, just as he was about to break through to the scattered human realm, the true energy that was swelling in Zhoutian's secret acupoint collapsed and dispersed in an instant. Not only did he evacuate the blood and energy in his body, but his internal organs were also exhausted, approaching the oil and the lamp was dry.

"Everything was called. Mr. Chuan, who is the sacred place you are?"

In the snow, Zhou Buchen stood blankly, murmuring.

His expression was very subtle, including self-deprecating, sighing, and a little dissatisfied.

"The Qi Pill is broken... Once the Qi Pill is broken, the skill will be destroyed. This is the truth that has never changed forever!"

Listening to Zhou Buchen's nagging self, the two scattered people looked at each other, and at the same time showed regret, shook their heads, turned around and left.

Zhou Buchen failed to break through the Sanren Realm, and a legend of a generation fell. This young hero who once subverted half of the Tang Kingdom with one sword, his fate was destined to be extremely miserable.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Four steps... At this moment, the two scattered people only heard a "click", as if something was shattered.

Immediately afterwards, a wonderful sound came into the ears of the two of them through the rustling snow.

It was like a stream of wind stirring the stream and slowly flowing down from the cliff.

The yellow robe scattered man's body shook, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes. He suddenly stopped and turned around and bounced towards Zhou Buchen. Another female scattered man with silver hair shawls was stunned at first, and then he stepped on his toes and rushed to Zhou Buchen.

A miracle happened before the two of them!

Zhou Buchen sat cross-legged, facing the southeast, and a mysterious and mysterious aura emanated from his body, like a dead tree sprouting, or a flowering iron tree.

A layer of white jade-like water blossom flowed on his face, and then spread throughout his body. He saw his body tremble suddenly, as if he had broken through a layer of solid ice accumulated over the years. The water blossoms around him instantly condensed a little and entered his lower dantian.

Gradually, Zhou Buchen's originally white temples turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes became flat, his skin was smooth and tender, his face was rosy, and his skin was better than powder. His face did not look like a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he was clearly a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Both of the scattered people were stunned.

"True Qi condensate, true energy is generated! God! What did I see! It is worthy of being the Ninghou Jian Zhou Buchen! It is worthy of being the legend of the Tang Dynasty!" After a while, the scattered man in the yellow robe sighed.

"Not only that, he has returned to youth, and he has never heard of it. If the immortal sects who reject him know, I don't know what they would feel." The female sanren looked at Zhou Buchen's face as she became young enviously, and her tone was a little sour.

Only when true qi condenses liquid and generates true energy can one embark on the path of immortality.

Although the skill of the scattered people in the Tang Dynasty was equivalent to the fourth level of foundation building, they could not go further in their entire lives because their true qi had already been formed and could not condense the true energy.

Facing Zhou Buchen, who was born in disguise, was so envious of the two scattered people.

At this moment, Zhou Buchen opened his eyes, and the light flashed in his eyes, which made the eyes of the two scattered people slightly swell and painful.

"Congratulations to the Ninghou for achieving enlightenment.

"Congratulations."

Two scattered people talked in front and back, and their posture was neither high nor low.

Zhou Buchen nodded without saying much. In terms of skills, he was slightly inferior to two scattered people at this time. However, in terms of future, the two scattered people stopped here, but he already had infinite possibilities.

The man in the yellow robe smiled and said, "Yinghou was a coincidence this time, and he was a blessing in disguise. Although Huasan people were a little ruthless, they also helped Ninghou understand the great way and embark on the path of immortality. They had no contribution and had hard work."

He said this because he was afraid that Zhou Buchen would take revenge in the future, so he pleaded for Huasanren in advance. You should know that Sanren is the strongest person in the Tang Dynasty and used to intimidate the forces of the surrounding countries. Sanren's lifespan is only more than two hundred years. During this period, who knows whether a new Sanren will be born? Therefore, every Sanren is very precious.

"What Zhao Sanren said is very much." The female Sanren echoed.

But when he saw Zhou Buchen shook his head, he sneered: "The two national players are thinking too much. I realize that although the immortal music is favored by others, it is definitely not a Huasan person."

The man with a scattered yellow robe turned stiff.

The female sanren had a good temper and asked with a smile: "So that's it. I don't know which immortal family is the one who guided the Negro. I heard that Negro's visit to the Immortal Family was not very smooth."

Yes, there were rumors before that Ninghou was turned away by various immortals. Did he meet the hidden immortals? The yellow robe scattered man's heart was moved.

"He is not an immortal family, he calls himself a native of Bai Yujing. It was also a coincidence that I met him, and I only knew that his name was Mr. Chuan." Zhou Buchen said lightly, a trace of regret flashed between his eyebrows.

Until the moment when the true energy collapsed, he was as arrogant and unruly as Zhou Buchen and did not want to believe Luo Chuan's statement.

Zhou Buchen had nothing to lose, and in the end, that little self-esteem was at work. In order to prove that Mr. Chuan was wrong, Zhou Buchen shook the Qi Dan without hesitation.

However, everything was exactly the same as what Mr. Chuan said. Until now, Zhou Buchen still couldn't believe that seven years of hard work had been accomplished inexplicably today. He was so excited that he couldn't help but feel regretful.

When I recalled this, Zhou Buchen realized that when the young man talked about the calm and gentle wind, he was not tepid, but he was confident, he was simply a kind of demeanor to the grandmaster.

The young man was not as simple as he seemed to be able to make Judge Hubi willingly serve as a servant and a slave.

Such a master who saw the dragon but didn’t see the tail, I actually became suspicious and missed the opportunity to thank him!

For a moment, Zhou Buchen was worried about gains and losses.

"Young Master Chuan?"

The girl's wife thought hard, but she didn't think of such a person as Bai Yujing or even Tang State, so she was even more sure that this was Zhou Buchen's excuse.

"My 100th birthday is coming, just next month today. If Ninghou has time, he can come to my house to have a small gathering." The female sanren changed the topic.

People in the Tang Dynasty have always been very distant from Ninghou because of the Tang King, but now Ninghou is about to embark on the path of immortality. With his qualifications and future achievements are limitless, of course, she does not want to miss the opportunity to get closer to Zhou Buchen in order to benefit future generations.

"The third brother of the Luo family and the boy of my family are both favored by the immortals, and they can barely become an immortal. Although their qualifications are far from comparable to those of Ninghou, they are all from my Tang Dynasty. I hope Ninghou will take care of him in the future." The man with a yellow robe smiled.

His words were not polite. Although the geniuses on the uncensored jade list in the capital were highly praised, they were compared to Zhou Buchen, who had already broken through to the half-step dispersal at the age of seventeen. What are they worthy of the Tang Legend?

Once he realized the truth, most of the hostility accumulated by Zhou Buchen in the past ten years dissipated, and the human relationships and worldly affairs became more and more accessible.

He bowed to Old Lady Luo and said lightly: "Don't worry, Luosan people, Zhou will definitely visit him in one month."

...

The cold wind was like a wild beast in winter, roaring and shuttled through the White Jade Capital.

Luo Chuan turned into a cloud of water, sliding against the snow, like a snake.

The old women wrapped in thick flowery jackets, a small stool, and a plate of vinegar and soybeans. They sat on the street behind the snow for one morning, basking in the sun while chatting. The merchants and vendors were in a hurry, and in a short while, teahouses, restaurants, pharmacies, ready-made clothing stores, pawn shops, thrift stores, opera shops, leather shops, and copy shops... All walks of life have opened their doors to start businesses one after another. Ximen Street, which was still deserted the moment before, became lively.

Looking at Bai Yujing in the early morning, Luo Chuan felt both intimate and unfamiliar. Although he was walking on the ground, he vaguely had the illusion of looking down at the entire city from the nine heavens. All living beings were busy and followed some indescribable order, maintaining the operation and development of the entire world and even the world. And he was the destroyer of all orders, sweeping his fingers, the etiquette and law collapsed, and singing and laughing, and the city was destroyed.

Soon Luo Chuan realized that this illusion was not owned by himself, but from the noble devil, Jiulongjun.

The pleasure of killing Pang Guan and Liu Shaoyang, sneaking in Bai Yujing's will, Zhang Yang Xiaoyao, hidden deep in the heart of the young man, was inspired after a night, and merged with the magic of Jiulongjun, moistening things silently, quietly growing deep in Luo Chuan's heart.

Not far away is Luo Jiaci Mansion, which has two bronze lions.
Chapter completed!