Over the past year, the effect of longevity tactic drawing on the essence of the whole body to strengthen physical fitness has gradually emerged. Zhang Ping, at this time, the dragon elephant Prajnaparamita Skill has been practiced to the eleventh floor peak, and with the huge, strong and powerful magic fist, a punch has been used to arouse the boxing wind, which has already excited the Yagyu behind Wan.
If Zhuyuyan Monty * * will vaporize the mire, then Zhang Ping’s big magic fist is like a comet falling to the ground, and the mire will dissipate like a breeze.
However, Zhu Yuyan didn’t meet Zhang Ping’s fist hard, but his left hand was separated by a palm and hit Zhang Ping’s fist with the help of anti-seismic force, like a butterfly.
Zhang Ping smiled at this time and said, "It’s interesting to see that anyone who measures the martial arts of the underworld on the seventeenth floor of Monty must be a big fool."
Then Zhang Ping suddenly seemed to take a long step at an alarming speed, but this step made Zhuyuyan seem to see all the yellow sand rolling in with Zhang Ping’s footsteps.
Covering the sun, the yellow sand seems to be incarnate as a head devouring the beast on Sunday, and it will devour all other life around it and leave the desolate desert.
Zhuyu research at this time quickly will be a monty * * running to the extreme in the yellow sand attack that Zhuyu research in the whole body as if in another world. Generally speaking, the whistling of the yellow sand flying storm seems to be unable to shake its fraction, but it makes Zhuyu research with long hair flying and clothes hunting reveal something strange.
However, Zhu Yuyan’s sense of vigilance at this time is getting stronger and stronger. Years of struggle can make her vaguely feel that there is something terrible behind this desert.
The sun is still covered by the yellow sand all over the sky, but suddenly there is light, white light, dazzling white light, which is not the sun, but a pair of hands, which appear sometimes and sometimes.
These hands come slowly, as if the dying days of the gods dissipate, and when people finally struggle, they reach out and each one is clearly visible. Soon, they seem to be just far away, suddenly in the desert and suddenly in front of Zhuyuyan.
Zhuyuyan struggled to bite the tip of the tongue at this time to detain the pain that made her eyes show a clear look.
"Huh?"
With a gentle question from Zhang Ping’s direction, Zhuyuyan suddenly sent an avalanche of violent blows toward the front.
However, the palm of your hand just hit Zhuyuyan, but suddenly I felt a more intense uneasiness. The desert sand and sand were desolate and the Great Wall was scattered, but I didn’t know when I was in front of you, but I was already alone.
Then Zhuyuyan suddenly felt a sharp qi behind him and couldn’t hit a breathing effort. Zhuyuyan already felt a pain in the middle of the back. A just-yang overbearing palm had already scored in the middle of the back. Zhuyuyan suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood and the whole person cried and was shot out.
"Master!"
Looking at Zhu Yuyan Wan Zhang Ping, who was holding her hand, smiled and said to them: "I was able to break away from the yellow sand at the end. After the Yin Dynasty, Wu Daoxiu was in Peiji, but now it is time to make a choice in the lives of two generations of patriarchs, Monty * * and Yin decyl Sect." To be continued.
Chapter three hundred and nineteen Diversion Dongping County
Life is really a very precious thing. When life is threatened, you can never imagine what kind of energy a person can explode and choose life. For most people, they will never choose death.
Wan Wan took Zhu Yuyan and Dan Mei slowly away from her and didn’t make moves because she stared at her party for nothing. There were many forces among the three people, not only Buddhism and doors, but also several other cases in the magic door. Wan Wan needed to be in the best condition at all times to cope with the latter one.
The first thing Zhang Ping did when he returned to the yard was to call Wei Zhenzhen over and order: "Zhenzhen’s situation has changed now. Many people have been staring at Yangzhou City. You can’t stay with me any longer. You can write a letter and pack your things and go to Song Jiabao in Lingnan. Wait there until I pick you up. Is that clear?"
A year’s worry about practicing martial arts awakened Wei Zhenzhen’s once naive mind, but in her bones she was a girl who knew how to obey. She didn’t argue at this time because her continued stay in Yangzhou for nothing would bring more trouble to her master Zhang Ping.
A blood magic pill, a lonely smoke picture in the desert, how much dry food, how much silver, a black gauze hat, a human skin mask, a blue gown, Wei Zhenzhen, Zhang Ping, carefully selected for a long time, and a cargo ship set foot on the journey to Lingnan.
While Zhang Ping is lying in the passenger compartment of a northern cargo ship quietly feeling the ups and downs of the river.
After Emperor Yangdi Yang Guang ascended the throne, Northern China ordered people to dig canals to run through the north-south traffic. There was a practical need in military or economy. Even though ancient land was poor, there were not many bandits and bandits who were worried about the interception. Therefore, it is a good thing to dig waterways in the present and benefit the future.
However, Yang Guang, after all, started as a warlord in Longxi. For the Shandong cremation, it has always been a thorn in the side. This is only by using the excuse of "Three Signs of Korea" to deliberately defeat and try to consume the forces of the Shandong cremation, but I don’t want to play with fire in an unstable way. At this time, the wind and rain are hanging by a thread.
However, just as Zhang Ping’s cargo ship was about to turn west and enter Luoyang, Zhang Ping suddenly heard a big boat passing sideways. Two full-fledged voices said, "I’m going to Dongping County to congratulate the old man on his birthday. I heard that Shi Qingxuan, a famous Xiao Yi artist, will also be present to perform. We must not lose our courtesy."
Zhang Ping smelled this remark at this time, and without saying anything, he swept out of the door and went to the other ship’s blaster.
The big boat was three feet high. At this time, it was just late, and the river breeze came slowly. It was also a kind of artistic conception. Two blue scribes were talking on the deck, and suddenly they saw a cargo ship passing by in the distance. A purple figure came slowly from the water.
I was surprised to see that the figure had already arrived in front of the ship, and then they felt that a road flyover with red lips, white teeth and beautiful strange purple clothes had already arrived in front of them.
At this time, the two men were not surprised. They were well-known Wulin figures in the eastern part of Henan Province. In their early years, both of them had the honor to listen to Wang Tong’s lectures. Although they didn’t learn any martial arts moves from them, they learned a lot from Wang Tong’s job in Yuan Jing. Although Wang Tong didn’t care about them, they finally held a ceremony for Wang Tong’s younger brother. Therefore, they heard that Wang Tong’s birthday banquet was prepared immediately.
It’s natural for them to jump over the wall and jump over the house, but if they say that crossing the water by virtual means is only occasionally heard, it’s conceivable that someone can really jump over the water today and shock their hearts.
At this time, Zhang Ping took the lead in saying, "Now, Zhang Ping wants to borrow two charters to go to Dongping County for a rude place. I wonder if you can do it conveniently."
One of them, who was a little taller, saluted and said, "The Taoist priest’s words are a stranger. In Ai Weiran, this one hopes that we are lucky to meet the Taoist priest today."
Zhang Ping nodded at this time and said, "It turned out that Ai Weiran, a blood sword, and Wang Yao, a hundred-faced husband, have heard a lot about him."
They listened as if Zhang Ping, such a master, knew his name, and then he ordered Zhang Ping to prepare the room.
At this time, the two of them took the opportunity to ask Zhang Ping for advice on martial arts. They pondered for a long time. In Zhang Ping’s view, the neck bottle is really simple, but the problem is often that Zhang Ping downplays it in a few words, which makes them suddenly realize.
After waiting for Zhang Ping to answer three questions respectively, he went to the two people’s preparation room and left them on the deck to relive the words that Zhang Ping had just arrived.
Although this big boat is not as fast as the big ship with five teeth, its speed is still good, but it has arrived at Dongping County in four or five days.
At this time, the lookout cave said to Zhang Ping, "Taoist Zhang and I are going to Wangfu to celebrate the old man’s birthday. I wonder if Taoist Zhang has any plans to go with us?"
At this time, Zhang Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "You can go to the birthday party by yourself, and there are still some days to stay here by yourself, which means you will leave."
At this time, the two of them each saluted Zhang Ping and said together, "Since I’ll see Zhang Daochang another day, I’ll say goodbye!"
Zhang Ping returned a gift and suddenly turned around and stepped out of the figure and disappeared into the sight of two people.
Fu Lin Restaurant is not the largest restaurant in Dongping County, but it is the first restaurant that Zhang Ping met after he entered Dongping County. Zhang Ping saw that its scale was not small, and it was also very clean and tidy, so he was too lazy to find other restaurants, but lived here.
Two days later, Zhang Ping was sipping several local specialty snacks at the window on the second floor of this restaurant. Suddenly, he heard a National People’s Congress shouting, "Xiao Er, go and get five pounds of good wine and five or six dishes, which are your specialty here."
Later, when Zhang Ping saw that Xu Ling and Kou Zhong were slowly coming downstairs, he walked over and said, "We don’t meet each other in life, so we meet again."