Chapter 2 Immortals ()

The fat man withdrew his gaze from the two beauties and looked at Zhang Boyang in reverse. His eyes were quite contemptuous but he had no intention of getting up and getting out of the car.

Zhang Boyang wrinkled his nose and obviously smelled a strange smell on this guy. Seeing that he looked like he was ungrateful, Zhang Boyang immediately wanted to take action, and he thought that you bullied Miss Zhao like this, even if the immortal master was there, he would not favor you.

The young man with ordinary appearance in the middle suddenly closed the book in his hand, stretched out his feet and gently kicked the fat man's butt: "Get out of the car, fat man, I can't even stand the strange smell on you, let alone the two girls."

The young man closed the book in his hand and bowed to Zhao Mengli slightly and said, "Lu Qing, I have bothered the girl all the way, and I have offended her." After he said this, he began to read the book again, with a focused expression.

The fat man was kicked by Lu Qing, muttered, but obediently rolled out of the car. The air in the car immediately became much fresher. Zhao Mengli and Liu Shaoru suddenly felt much more relaxed in their chests, and they felt that their breathing was smooth.

Zhao Mengli glanced at the corner of her eyes and couldn't help but glance at the beautiful and elegant corner of her lips. It was a thick volume of "The Immortals of the East Shenzhou" Volume 36. This set of Immortals has a total of 36 volumes, which records the deeds of various Taoist Buddhist sects in Dongshenzhou. From its origin to its development and inheritance, the strengths of each family can be said to be detailed. However, the text is simple and difficult to pronounce, and it is all ancient seal characters. Unless it is an old antique with abnormal cultivation, no one can understand it. It is circulated in the upper nobles and immortal cultivation families of Wenyuan Kingdom. It is mostly a decoration that is full of facades, and no one really takes it out to read it.

Zhao Mengli laughed in her heart. Seeing Lu Qing pretending to read the 36th volume along the way, she really thought she was the giant in the immortal family. Since she was holding 36th volumes in her hand, it means that the first 35 volumes have been read. She pretended to behave. She suddenly felt contempt for the young man and thought that she could never find such a person when she threw him into the crowd. Why did the two immortal masters like him?

Seeing that the fat man got out of the car, Zhang Boyang was scared away when he saw that he had appeared. He couldn't help but feel proud. He glanced at the handsome young man in Qingshi Town on the car and pointed: "You go down too."

The handsome boy didn't say anything. Lu Qing, who was holding the book, smiled and said, "Xiao Wu, you go down too. It's just spacious. Don't let the two girls down."

The handsome boy still stood up and jumped out of the car as if indifferent. Zhao Mengli and Liu Shaoru were very disappointed. Although the boy was sitting in the car, he was a beautiful scenery, which was extremely pleasing to the eyes. His two pairs of wonderful eyes looked at Lu Qing holding the book. His meaning was very clear, why can't this guy go down?

Lu Qing faced the beauty's questioning gaze calmly, but just smiled and flipped the book. He didn't understand the profound meaning of the two pairs of beautiful eyes.

Seeing another one leaving, Zhang Boyang felt much more comfortable. Sure enough, the young master took the lead and rushed two out of his body. He might as well pursue the victory and point to Lu Qing holding the book in the car: "And you, get down together."

Lu Qing lies in the car without saying anything, and keeps flipping the volume of "The Immortal Family Chronicles of the East China Sea of ​​Tianying Realm", his eyes fixed on it and never move away again.

"It's a rebellious thing, country bumpkin, Xiaofu beat me!" Zhang Boyang was angry and shouted Xiaofu. The followers and the three aristocratic families rushed over to the wretched fat man and handsome Xiaowu. Zhang Boyang himself reached into the carriage and reached out to grab Lu Qing.

The children of the Zhang Boyang family have been practicing literature and martial arts since childhood. They have worked hard and have a deep foundation. They think you are a country boy who pretends to be good at it.

Since Zhang Boyang took action in front of his sweetheart, this grab is naturally extremely handsome and handsome.

He said that when he was a teacher, everyone told him that this move was called "Tiger Claw Hand". It was originally very powerful and practical, but Zhang Boyang thought the moves were simple, clumsy and vulgar, so he added a handsome figure and changed the name to "Chicken Claw Hand". This turned out to be much more handsome and elegant. In addition, his fingers were slender and slender, and he looked like a chicken claw.

Zhao Mengli and Liu Shaoru were excited when they saw a boy fighting for themselves, and they didn't feel any annoyance in their hearts. Instead, they were excited to watch the tiger fight and see who would win and who would lose in the end.

Before Zhang Boyang could catch Lu Qing's chest, the vulgar fat man hit him head-on. Zhang Boyang skillfully flashed backwards and dodged. The fat man stopped in front of the car door, clasped his fists in the middle section, and was as stable as a mountain, and he was: "Third brother, fifth brother, you don't need to take action. I will clean up these embroidered pillow sissy one of them."

The guy in the car just said "um" and continued to read the heavenly book. The handsome young man Xiaowu smiled slightly, leaned against the side of the carriage with his hands. This smile was extremely charming. It made Liu Shaoru feel drunk and Zhao Mengli's wonderful eyes floated over, making Zhang Boyang so angry that he smoked his orifices. He waved his hand: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, do it!"

Seven or eight guys immediately rushed forward and punched and kicked the fat man. The fat man's hands were not as hard as his mouth. After resistant, he was kicked to the ground. Zhang Boyang and others did not give up. They continued to kick the fat man's back. The fat man covered his head like a dog and whined. Lu Qing in the car looked at himself and looked like he hadn't seen him. Xiao Wu kept shaking his head, intending to sigh that the fat man was so useless.

Li Yu, who was sitting on the bluestone not far away, got up and came over to stop him, but Wang Zhijing reached out and smiled at her.

Although Zhang Boyang, Lu Qing and others are both disciples selected by Wang Zhijing, they will definitely become brothers of the same sect in the future. They should have equal status and no distinction between high and low, and their previous family background should not be the basis for their masters to consider.

But Wang Zhijing is a low-level disciple in the Wuzhen Sect. He often walks around the world and is inevitably infected with snobbish habits. When he sees Zhang Boyang's family background is prominent, his husband is envious and clinging, so he naturally has a partiality towards him. When he sees that Zhang Boyang has many powerful people bullying others, he doesn't want to worry about it as long as he doesn't go too far.

"Junior sister, there are some small disputes between their fellow brothers. We will discuss and discuss. As long as there is no big deal, we don't have to worry about him. Besides, the real person in the sect often encourages disciples to compete in cultivation." Wang Zhijing said with a smile, unconsciously stretching out his hand and pressing the Qiankun storage bag on his waist, which contained several things that Grandpa Zhang Boyang respected.

It turns out that in order to maintain the desire of disciples to win, some immortal cultivation sects basically ignore some small disputes among disciples, and sometimes encourage disciples to fight bravely and fiercely, which is more conducive to the daily cultivation of disciples. In order to maintain the desire to win, there are also competitions among disciples in the Wuzhen Sect every year in spring and autumn.

Seeing the fat man whimpering, Xiao Wu turned his face coldly and rolled his sleeves upwards. Zhao Mengli felt aroused in her heart and said to herself: "This handsome young man is going to do something, I don't know what's going on."

Lu Qing, who was lying in the car, suddenly said coldly: "Xiao Wu, you have a little accurate head on your hand. Don't miss his face. In the future, at the Wuzhen Sect Mountain Gate, those who look up will not see each other but will be brothers and will not look good."

"Yeah." Xiao Wu agreed, but he didn't see how he had a fortune. His slender body quickly bounced out like lightning. Zhang Boyang and others felt a flash in front of him. Xiao Wu waved his arm: "crack, crackle, crackle, crackle, snap" a few crisp sounds. Each of the four servants who beat the fat man was hit by a head-on hand. Before he could react, the four people were beaten to the point of bleeding from the eyes and fell backwards to one foot. Two of them even opened their mouths and spit out a few teeth.

The three families of aristocratic families who volunteered to be a follower behind Zhang Boyang were even more useless. Xiao Wu approached them and quickly gave each person a knee-bump, and the three guys were left with the wolves screaming between their legs.

Xiao Wu kept moving, and he whipped his right leg back and overturned the evil book Tong Xiaofu to the ground. He ran to Zhang Boyang's face with his left fist. He made a very simple "Black Tiger Heart-breaking". Xiao Wu just moved up all the way and headed towards Master Zhang's face. The boxing momentum was simple, but it was quick and effective.

Facing Xiao Wu's dazzling and powerful martial arts, his eight people fell down in an instant. Zhang Boyang was stunned and realized how to write the eight words "There are people outside the world" and "There are people outside the world" and it turned out that everyone was not a good character in the so-called martial arts he learned. It seems that his little bit of three-legged cat kung fu can't even get on the table.

Time did not allow him to slowly reflect and think. The strong wind of Xiaowu's iron fist was already coming to his face. Zhang Boyang screamed, closed his eyes and waited for the killing. He thought to himself, "It's over, this punch will definitely smash his handsome face to pieces. I'm afraid it's not a talk to pick up girls with a handsome face in the future."

Xiao Wu's punch stopped until Zhang Boyang's nose. The swelling fist wind forced Zhang Boyang's muscles to twist and deform and trembled. The hair on his temples kept floating backwards. Xiao Wu stretched his left arm forward and raised his right leg back to maintain this position. He quickly closed the stand, but grabbed the fan in Zhang Boyang's hand, opened it and glanced, then closed it and inserted it into the collar of Zhang Boyang's neck, who was still in a stupid state, and said lightly: "The handwriting is good, it is the original work of Grand Secretary Su Lang."

The folding fan in Zhang Boyang's hand was a poem written by Su Lang, the Grand Secretary of the dynasty. Su's calligraphy and painting are both great. His calligraphy and calligraphy are the dreams of countless literati and poets. There are many fakes circulating outside. Xiao Wu's eyes were swept away and the identification was completed, which shows the vicious and experienced Taoist eyes.

Xiao Wu's extremely cool movements were so vivid that Zhao Mengli and Liu Shaoru were so drunk that they were filled with infatuation. Their hearts were even more pounding. Liu Shaoru couldn't help but clap his hands and shouted in a sweet voice: "What a handsome skill!"

Liu Shaoru is a martial artist family. His ancestors were one of the founding generals of Wenyuan Kingdom. The reason for his family's origins was that Xiao Wu's martial arts were extraordinary at first glance, so he must have received guidance from a famous teacher. This move may have been 30% of what he learned and Zhang Boyang and others were not on the same level as him. She watched it wonderfully, so she couldn't help but applaud.

"Third brother, I listen to you, I didn't beat those handsome young men." Xiao Wujun's face was still cold, and she still didn't look at Liu Shaoru and the other two, and hugged her hands in front of her chest. The word "beauty" was extremely important. He was extremely handsome. He said this, which was undoubtedly a sarcasm to Zhang Boyang and the others.

Lu Qing, who was reading the book of heaven in the car with relish, said "Oh" again, and said lazily: "I told you long ago that you should be kind to others when you go out, and don't always fight and kill. Don't you know the reason why a mountain is higher than a mountain! Do you want you to know!"

He looked at Xiao Wu and said these words, but in fact they were like a few steel needles piercing into Zhang Boyang's heart. His handsome pink and white face immediately turned red with shame and gritted his teeth with hatred.
Chapter completed!