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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two: The Epiphany Becomes a Tribulation

Chaos are empty and everything is hidden.

Liu Ying stepped out of the void with one foot, and when she let it go, she had already landed in full force.

My mind was still on those magical techniques. Liu Ying's divine thoughts were in a trance. Before she could fade away, she was mixed with a little bit of surprise.

Surprised by the huge gains, and knew that every secret book and every skill could not be achieved through practice every night, but I still couldn't resist the obsession of greed and gluttonous.

After continuously studying the "Vajra Indestructible Magical Art" and "Marceal Cleansing Sutra", I couldn't help but read several exercises such as "Po Na Gong", "Wuxiang Jie Finger", "Shaolin Divine Palm Eight Talks". It was not until the drums in my belly sounded like thunder and the bottom of my tongue became a little awkward. After thinking about it, I didn't know how many days had passed.

Thinking of the outside world, Liu Ying thought it was not good, so she reluctantly stuffed the book into her arms and returned to Jia Lanxing in a panic.

Surprise and trance made his brain a little shocked, so when he came to his mind with the cold shout of "hum~", his fierce force had already covered his entire body with the gray mist in the sky.

All directions were blocked by strange forces. Not only did they feel blocked, but the air around them seemed to be shrouded by huge force.

Liu Ying closed her breath and pushed her tongue, waved her hands, and performed eight pieces of shattering skills in a moment. The eight essays rushed towards the eight gates of "gan", "kun", "xun", "Zhen", "Kan", "Li", "Gen", and "Dui".

The mellow and prosperous power of Po Na Gong bombarded with the yin and yang changes of the Bagua Formation, and a chemical reaction that could not be imagined by the founders of these two techniques.

The Bagua Breaking Bad Formation and the strange and fierce gray fog collided, and disappeared silently, and it actually fought a fair match.

"Huh"?

The blockade between heaven and earth dissipated like a shattered lens, and a surprise came into his ears. At the same time, a palm covering the sky was quietly slapped the door close to him.

Liu Ying was not afraid at all, but was a little regretful.

I learned my own Bagua Formation and Bagua Palm since later generations, and I have not obtained the essence of it. Otherwise, the person who attacked the other side would not be able to break it as easily as it is now.

Facing a thick palm like a sweeping mountain, Liu Ying's body remained motionless as if she was a mountain. Suddenly, she closed her eyes and lowered her head, as if she was asleep.

The sneak attacker was unmoved when facing Liu Ying's strangeness, but quietly withdrew two points in his hand.

Suddenly, five fingers suddenly appeared in front of the palm, the thumb and tail fingers overlapped, and the three fingers pressed in a slight manner, as if there were, there were, there were, there were, and there were, as if there were, and there were, as if there were, and as if there were, there was, and as if there was, there was, and as if there was, there was a strong and fierce domineering force. The pure Yang's hot force was like a flash in the pan, and it was like a stick in the sky.

With one palm, the five fingers "cracked" in the tiny space, but it did not touch it, but there was a sound of fire and thunder attack.

In another trance, the giant palms in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the sneak attacker stood five meters away from Liuying with his hands, as if he had never moved.

Liu Ying still lowered her head and nodded, wrapped her hands in front of her chest, and hid her ten fingers behind her arms. She was invisible and invisible, as if she was colorful and ruthless.

"What's the point?"

"Wuxiangjie points to it: one finger of the ephemeral ephemeral."

"The Unformed Tribulation? A flash in the pan, and the prosperity is empty? A good name!"

The old scholar stopped talking, turned around and disappeared without a trace.

It was not until the old scholar left on his own that Liu Ying raised her head, staggered slightly, and exhaled a breath of energy.

This old man who seemed as gentle as jade was a tough character with strong palm power and evil spirits. He had just started to practice these few moves, and although he had been practicing the Vajra Indestructible Magic Art and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra for more than ten years, he would not have the posture, but he was only three points of his skill.

It is worthy of being able to scare away this cunning and cruel old guy like a fox.

Liu Ying was secretly grateful here, but she didn't know that the old scholar was also surprised and confused.

This lone wolf is not simple!

After checking the news and looking at his behavior, he was quite scattered and unrestrained and prodigal son-like.

However, unlike ordinary prodigals in the world, this kid has a strong foundation in kung fu, and his vision, wisdom and courage are all temporary choices. The trump cards he showed in his deliberate sneak attack were grand and mysterious, and obviously they could not be obtained by one person at once.

Combined with its small space artifact that can hide its own figure at any time, the identity of "children of aristocratic families" is about to emerge.

The old scholar cursed his spies secretly. The intelligence network he managed actually made such a big mistake, and he was really unbearable in terms of face.

The old peddler, with his hands behind his back, glared at the innocent little fat man fiercely, scaring the boy who had been tortured by the fat man's father torture and almost scattered.

Since Liu Ying was given the title of agent three days ago, Fatty Wang, who was on the oven, has to face the horror shadow of his father.

Hiding a knife in a smile, tempting and deceiving, intimidating, and being ruthless and ruthless, the fat father showed his martial arts in high spirits, adding huge pressure to his son one by one.

The little fat man, sweating all over, and the blue-faced faced, resisted his father's various means, and grabbed the teeth from the iron rooster's nails bit by bit to help Liu Ying.

The negotiations were stalemate for three days and three nights.

When the old peddler suddenly came back, Fatty Wang felt that he was almost out of reach. When he was exhausted, he was kicked by the "wooden face" that had always been vicious and black. He was immediately terrified and fainted when the black eyes were dark.

Looking at the deepest relief hidden in her partner's eyes, the old scholar couldn't bear it. With a wave of his sleeves, a warm breeze gently supported the fat man to his face.

He patted the grown-up guy's shoulder and glared at the fat man's father warningly. The old pedantic was too lazy to talk too much, so he sat down alone to drink tea.

From beginning to end, the fat old man who smiled like a Bodhisattva was indifferent to the warning of the pedantics and thought to himself: I teach my son to care about you! But he still closed his mouth that had not stopped for three days and three nights, sat down, and for the first time, he picked up an empty cup "gentle" and asked the fat man to pour tea for himself.

The sleepy Jade Butterfly had been quarreled for a long time and saw that her ears were finally clear, she happily slapped her thighs and lit a pinch of tobacco for herself.

The eldest girl had been busy for a long time, and Xiaoqi and Thirteen had escaped after they were not known.

The rain is flying in the bamboo forest and the sea of ​​flowers is blooming. Three old friends who have been in love for a hundred years sit together, and their words seem to be so redundant.

But there are always some ignorant fools.

Liu Ying deliberately shook over with the flowing steps of the flowing air, and sat down in the original position of Thirteen without saying hello to anyone, and even pulled the fat man standing beside him to sit down.

He drank a mouthful of hungryness, and then he looked at the owner here pitifully with a gun on his face.

The jade butterfly was unmoved, but behind the smoke was filled with smiles.

Since "discovering" Liu Ying's "hidden" identity, the old scholar has had an alternative interpretation of Liu Ying's words and deeds. He took the rare initiative to scold him: "Didn't your family teach you how to behave etiquette? Always keep your mind in mind, don't be confused or lose your original intention!"

Liu Ying opened her mouth slightly, listening to these words that seemed to be admonishing but actually had some concern, so a monk was confused.

What's the matter with this?

The little soldiers who have been used to being wild for half of their lives have never seen such a formation!

The habitual poisonous tongue was about to retort, but when he turned his head to look at this old-fashioned and serious elder, he could not scold him.

After a few moments, he turned his face awkwardly and ran away at the fat father:

"I said Fatty Dad, how are you talking to our agent? If the agreement cannot be reached, we will have a breakup and we will have our own meals. If the agreement is done, then we will quickly serve good wine and food, and we will be able to go on the road after eating. If we are still talking, then we will quickly serve some good wine and food, and we will talk while eating!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ying's expression moved, and she resisted the urge to turn her head to avoid her body, and then she was shocked.

Sure enough, Liu Ying, who was amused and crying, turned her head and was scolded by an angry old scholar again:

"How do you speak? You need to have humble words and awe when facing the elders. Village Chief Wang and the respectful title of Master Yufang is the most basic etiquette!"

The head hurts so much!

Liu Ying only felt that one head and three were big!

Silently holding his forehead, the old scholar who had taught Liu Ying a lesson turned around and began to ask somewhere to eat. He listened to the promise that came back from afar, and his temper disappeared in an instant.

After carefully giving instructions, the old peddler turned his head and continued to stare at Liu Ying, touching the short beard under the jaw without saying a word.

Liu Ying screamed with a tragic cry, stood up and bowed his waist with his fate, clasped his fists to apologize: "Yes, yes, yes, follow the teachings of the elders, how dare you ask for the elders' respectful title?"

"I am still worthy of your honorary title for elders." A smile appeared in the thin and vigorous Gan Ruohai's eyes. He liked this free and casual young man more and more.

Village Chief Wang and Yu Butterfly were filled with shock, with a look of seeing a ghost. They didn't understand what this stereotypical old guy had to do wrong. At the same time, they looked at Liu Ying with pity and said to himself: Hey, I was targeted by this old guy at a young age. You died so miserably!

The keen Liu Ying felt uncomfortable all over and felt uncomfortable all over, but she didn't understand what was going on, so she simply focused on various delicacies that were flowing up.

After eating, he quickly threw the doubt aside. The sky fell down as a cover, and the quilt was covered, so he didn't care!

The fat man was used to Liu Ying's bold eating behavior on Helanst's airship. He ignored the bows on the side and teared hard, and he might not have been at a disadvantage.

Strangely, the three old men looked like they were not strange. Even the etiquette-oriented Shen Ruohai was very calm at this moment. Village Chief Wang even rolled up his sleeves and joined the army with a big belly!

After a while, evil dogs snatched food, and pigs huddled!

It is difficult to find a confidant, but it is not easy to find a foodie. The two fat men and a bandit were very happy to eat, and they met too late, but it made the Gan Ruohai on the side show a bit of suspicion.

"Hmph! Is this character the two elders intend to take a certain role?"

A series of clear male voices came out from the crowd, and in one sentence, he crossed a hundred meters away from the path to the pavilion. The people walked very quickly, but their voices were stable and quiet, with a strange metal impact.
Chapter completed!
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