"Go to sleep! Have a good sleep and regain your energy. When the One-Sword Immortal comes, you will have the strength to wield the sword!"

The four of them went back to their houses. Wang Zhong continued to practice the nameless Qi training technique taught by Brother Hao. Although it was still at the first level, Wang Zhong could feel his muscles and bones and his blood and energy being tempered to a certain extent with every practice.

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Late at night, there was a knock on the door of the lame man's room. The lame man, who had been sleeping very lightly, got up and opened the door. He saw his friend the blacksmith standing outside the door and hurriedly invited him into the house.

"Brother blacksmith, you're here for the day's work, right?" The lame man, wearing a sheepskin cloak, poured a bowl of water for the blacksmith. He didn't mince words and said straight to the point.

The blacksmith sighed and said: "Some people set out to report the news to Yidaxian in the afternoon. Now everyone is staring at your house. I watched everyone fall asleep before I dared to come over. I just wanted to ask you.

What are your plans?"

"Hey!" The lame man also sighed, "I originally wanted Brother Hao to leave with his good sister! I am an old man and only have one leg. At worst, I will lose my life to Yi Daoxian, but...

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The lame man raised his hand helplessly, and then slapped his lame leg on the knee.

"Haige Nawa and Wang Zhong have made up their minds to wait for Yida Immortal to come over and have a fight with Yida Immortal."

"hiss!"

The blacksmith took a breath of cold air: "How can Yi-Sword Immortal be easy to mess with? He has been in the northwest for so many years and has killed many people. He is a famous swordsman here. After so many years, how many people who challenge Yi-Sword Immortal will die."

Under his sword, can Brother Hai and that young man named Wang Zhong be able to defeat Yi Dao Xian?"

"Hey! Who says it's not the case!" The lame man sighed again, and said with emotion: "But I thought about it for most of the night. In fact, what Wang Zhong said makes sense. The trouble was caused by us, Yida Xian's brother.

We were also the ones who killed him. Now that Yi Dao Xian is coming, just let him come. If we want revenge, let him come to us. Otherwise, if we leave, won’t we bring trouble to the folks in Shuangqi Town!"

Although the villagers looked on coldly today, which made him a little disappointed, he also understood that the villagers in Shuangqi Town were just ordinary people. The swordsman was not only powerful in swordsmanship, but also had a group of swordsmen who killed people without blinking an eye.

The folks in Shuangqi Town cannot afford to offend them!

"What the hell is this world like!" The blacksmith wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, they turned into helplessness. In the end, he could only sigh and beat the table with emotion.

"When things have reached this point, we can only do our best and obey fate!" The lame man seemed to have accepted his fate: "If we really die in the hands of Yi Daoxian, that will be our fate."

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Early the next morning, before dawn, the chickens in the village began to crow. Wang Zhong stood up and came to the courtyard. He exercised for a while and then stood still. After a while, Brother Hao also got up.

He followed Wang Zhong and stood up.

The Zhuang Gong also comes with a specialized breathing method. The so-called breathing method refers to the method and frequency of breathing. It is essentially similar to Brother Hao's Purple Mirror Magical Skill. Both of them stimulate the movement of Qi and blood through breathing and exhalation.

Purpose.

It's just that although the breathing method can stimulate the circulation of qi and blood and temper the body's muscles and bones, it cannot cultivate true qi like Brother Hao's Purple Mirror Magic Technique.

However, if you practice the breathing method all year round, combined with the guidance of Zhuang Gong, you can strengthen your muscles and bones, improve your strength, and increase the overall strength of your physical body.

According to Wang Zhong's understanding, the martial arts practiced by Wang Zhong are somewhat similar to the external skills mentioned in martial arts novels, while Brother Hao's Purple Mirror Magic Skills are internal skills and mental skills that can produce true energy. But is it true?

Wang Zhong couldn't figure it out either.

Although I have entered the sect and developed the true energy, when I activate the true energy, apart from being stronger and faster, it has no other effect, and it is not as light as those mentioned in martial arts novels.

Like Yan, the effect of walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms has a very limited bonus, which may also be related to the short time you practice.

Although Brother Hai has only been practicing Zhuang Kung Fu with Wang Zhong for a few days, he has already mastered it. Brother Hai has been practicing internal skills for many years, and the skill of thinking and entering concentration has already been absorbed into his bones. When he turned his head to learn Zhuang Kung Fu, he could easily do it.

Getting started, if you want to achieve success in your skills, you can only rely on hard work, there is no shortcut.

An hour later, the two of them finished their work and stood up. Wang Zhong was practicing sword skills, while Brother Hai was practicing the body skills and footwork taught by Wang Zhong. After killing Yi Daoxian's brother yesterday, Brother Hai suddenly discovered that he was practicing the footwork and body skills.

It was much smoother than before, just like a sudden enlightenment and breaking through.

By the time the two of them finished their homework, it was already an hour later.

Haomei made breakfast, and the four of them gathered around the table, eating the scallion pancakes that Haomei had just baked, and sipping mutton soup. The four of them didn't speak during the whole process, and the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Suddenly, Brother Hai suddenly thought of something, raised his head suddenly, slapped the table with a bit of joy and said: "Liu Sha Jiao Feng, how could I forget him!"

Wang Chong felt a little helpless when he heard this. It seemed that he was in compliance with the old saying, hearing is false and seeing is believing. In the bottom of his heart, Brother Hai still missed Sha Lifei who boasted about his greatness.

If you think about it, you can understand that people in the world are just for fame and fortune. Once you become famous, everything will be easy to do. Shali Fei is average in ability, but his boasted skills are not bad. He can fool young people like Brother Hai who are everywhere in the world.

It's simply not too easy.

Brother Hai looked at Wang Zhong expectantly: "Brother, how about I invite Shali Fei to come over and deal with Yi Daoxian with us?"

"Do you know the Great Ranger Shali Fei?" Before Wang Zhong said anything, the lame man made a sound in surprise.

"Yeah!" Brother Hai said, "We met when we came here. Brother Wang and I even treated him to a drink!"

"This person is trying to gain fame and reputation, and all his abilities are on his lips. If he knew that he was going to deal with Yida Xian, I'm afraid he might not be willing to come!" Wang Zhong still said truthfully: "Even if he comes, he will probably just watch from the sidelines and won't show up.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Now that we have decided to deal with Yi Daoxian, if we have one more person, we can have more strength. Shali Fei came to our Shuangqi Town, and his reputation is quite famous.

, is a swordsman with a radius of several hundred miles, second only to the One Sword Immortal, but I don’t know how good his sword skills are, and I have never heard of his achievements!” The lame man still maintained some sense.

Shali Fei spends all day promoting his reputation, and his reputation is naturally resounding, but he has never heard of a sword fight that is truly worthy of praise. On the contrary, he is a swordsman, and the reputation that Zhengerba Jing has built up with his lives is truly

A first-rate swordsman from a famous town in the northwest.

"Brother! My father-in-law is right! One more person can give you more strength." Brother Hai looked at Wang Zhong expectantly.

Wang Zhong said calmly: "You can go if you want!"

He didn't continue to stop him. Since Brother Hai insisted, let him hit the south wall so that he could understand the dangers of people's hearts and the difficulties of the world.

When you are in trouble, the only people who are really willing to hold your hand, apart from your closest relatives, are your true friends.

Obviously, Shalifei was not among these people.

"Then I'll go after dinner!" Brother Hai glanced at the good girl, with an innocent smile on his face.

After dinner, the good girl was cleaning up the dishes in the house, and the lame man helped Brother Hai take the horse out from the stable in the backyard. Brother Hai took the money and luggage, took the reins from the lame man, and led the horse out of the stable.

"Do you think Brother Hai can invite Shali Fei back?" The lame man's eyes were dark and his mood was a little heavy.

Wang Zhongdao: "Sha Li Fei is famous for his reputation. Most of the titles of the great rangers were blown by him. He may have some skills, but I'm afraid he's not even as good as Brother Hai. How can we count on him? It's better to count on ourselves."

While he was talking, Wang Zhong had already gotten into the room, and when he came out again, he was still holding the nearly five-foot-long horizontal knife in his hand.

"What are you doing?" The lame man was wondering, when suddenly there was a noise outside.

Wang Zhong grinned at the lame man, opened the door to the backyard, and walked towards the main entrance.

Brother Hai and his horse had just walked outside the front door of Cripple's house. Before he had gone two steps, a group of ragged villagers poured out from all directions and stopped Brother Hai.

Men, women, old and young, at least dozens of people.

They grabbed Brother Hai by his collar, pulled Brother Hai's sleeves, pulled Brother Hai's horse, cursed, pointed, pushed and shouted at Brother Hai, not allowing Brother Hai to leave Shuangqi.

town.

Brother Hai listened to those unpleasant words with a expressionless face and said nothing. Looking at the confident and even ferocious faces, he remembered yesterday when the second master drew a knife and attacked himself and his father-in-law with a ferocious look.

, there are cold faces in the store, and pairs of ancient eyes, with cold gazes.

These same people were so silent when facing Yida Xian's brothers, they didn't dare to take a breath or make a sound, but when facing themselves, they were so aggressive and confident.

Brother Hai's eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, quietly dimmed unknowingly.

"stop!"

But at this moment, a loud roar like a tiger's roar, with unparalleled majesty and domineering power, stopped everyone.

Immediately, there was a clanging sound like the sound of a long sword coming out of its sheath, like a dragon's roar. A tall and strong man waved his long sword in his hand, and four or five wooden sticks on the window of the house next door were cut into two sections.

Wang Zhong raised his long knife with an expressionless expression and pointed it straight at the people surrounding Brother Hao. His tiger eyes, like a beast king on patrol, swept over everyone one by one.

The cold words in his mouth were said slowly and slowly: "You are afraid of Yidao Xian, aren't you afraid of me? Yidao Xian can kill people, don't I know how to kill people?"

"Whoever says one more word or touches Brother Hai again, don't blame me for being cruel!"

When everyone heard this, they all had horrified expressions on their faces. They subconsciously let go and stepped away, avoiding Brother Hao like a snake and a scorpion.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the two heads that were like rolling gourds yesterday, and the two terrifying headless corpses. Looking at the sharp long knife with a cold light, facing the cold and ruthless, it made people feel numb.

Looking at him, everyone felt a chill on their necks. In an instant, they dispersed like birds and beasts and disappeared in a flash.

On the street that was crowded just now, Brother Hai was the only one left, standing there blankly, and there was a horse that was trampling on the spot and panting heavily.

Wang Zhong sheathed his sword, walked up to Brother Hai with the sword in his hand, and glanced around with cold eyes. Suddenly, there was a sound of doors closing and windows closing.

Looking at this scene, Brother Hai couldn't help lowering his head and pursed his lips. His innocent heart was hit by an unparalleled huge impact.

"People are like this. When they face evil people, they are extremely afraid. But when they face good people, they can confidently accuse good people and criticize good people from the moral high ground."

"The kinder you are and the better you treat them, the more they will think you are easy to bully and manipulate. On the contrary, if they are afraid of you, they will never dare to go against you, and they will be careful even if they say a word to you.

I’m afraid I’ll offend you!”

Brother Hai looked up at Wang Zhong and felt much better when he saw the spring breeze-like smile on Wang Zhong's face and Wang Zhong's clear and encouraging eyes.

Wang Zhong raised his hand and patted Brother Hai on the shoulder, and said: "This is the way the world is. We can't change other people's thoughts, but we don't have to care. Our choice to stay is our own decision and has nothing to do with them."

"But in the end it was us who caused the trouble!" Brother Hai looked sad.
To be continued...