I’m a Courteous and Honorable Man, Not a Devil: One hundred and thirty-one, the Chou family came to the door
Since this day, Ni Kun has been healing and practicing in this mountain temple while teaching his open disciple Zhou Wanyan to study literacy and martial arts.
The threshold for reading and literacy is not too high. When Zhou Jiacun still had a husband, he had not been exploited by the Black Tiger Village. Zhou Wanyan's father, Zhou Dayou, had studied with Mr. Village for two years as a child.
However, to practice martial arts, regardless of internal and external skills, you need to have enough food and meat, and it is best to have herbs to supplement qi and blood and strengthen muscles and bones.
Exercising with hunger will only damage your muscles. Practicing internal skills can also cause five tuberculosis and seven injuries, which can damage organs and damage life.
So before Zhou Wanyan officially practiced the exercises, Ni Kun first used the meat and medicinal materials he had searched from Hei Huzhai to help her recuperate for half a month. Every day, let her drink a few large bowls of thick broth, as well as the medicinal soup he personally mixes and cooks.
In this half month, he only gave Zhou Wanyan an explanation of the mind, taught her to recognize and memorize meridian points, but prohibited her from trying to practice.
It wasn't until half a month later that the little girl's dry, yellow, pointed, and thin face became more rounded, and her thin body "swelled up" a little, and Ni Kun only allowed her to practice the "Thrilling Thunder".
Zhou Wanyan deserves to be recognized as a "superior" qualification by Ni Kun. The first time he practiced internal strength, he meditated only half an hour before, and he successfully produced a sense of anger. The energetic "thunder thunder".
Half a month later, her "Thrilling Thunder" has already achieved a little success. True Qi can enter the meridians and begin to cycle.
At this point, Ni Kun began to teach her basic moves.
At the time of heavy snow, Zhou Yanyan's thundering **** all the way has already been practiced as if it were. When thundering power is poured into the fingertips, he can use a little finger to wear a thick clay pot with one finger.
It was at this time that the people from the original family of Yongan House finally came over.
On this day, Ni Kun was wrapped in a cloak, sitting in a wheelchair made by Zhou Dayou for him, and looking at the sky and snow outside the mountain temple.
Zhou Wanyan is working tirelessly in the temple.
Dah crouched in front of the charcoal stove and stared at the fire inside. In the pot on the stove, medicine soup is being cooked.
Niu Niu sits on a small bench, holding a small pottery bowl, drinking the hot broth in small sips, watching the second sister or the room flying, or avoiding the imaginary enemy Tengnuo, from time to time Giggled twice.
While it's fun, the bad guys come home.
In the rapid sound of horseshoes, three high-headed horses broke through the snow and came to the mountain temple, stopping in unison.
One of the middle-aged men with purple faces and long beards glanced at Ni Kun in a wheelchair at the door of the temple and asked, "Do you know the black tiger, lame boy?"
"I know." Ni Kun said with a smirk.
Purple face man said: "Then tell me, where are the people in Black Tiger Village?"
"Death!" Ni Kun made a painful expression: "The heroes in the Black Tiger Village have all been killed!"
"What? The people in the Black Tiger Village are dead?" The man with a purple face was startled and looked sideways to the man in the middle.
The man in the middle looked in his forties, dressed in mink fur, wearing a golden crown, with no white face and gloomy expression.
The snow falling down from the sky, before approaching him, was thrown away by an invisible force. Even the tall five-horse horse under his seat had no snow on the fur.
This man was sullen and looked at the woods wrapped in silver makeup beside the road. He didn't even care about Ni Kun. At this time, after listening to Ni Kun's words, he turned around horribly and stared at Ni Kun somberly: "When did the people in Black Tiger Village die? Who killed them?"
Ni Kun asked: "Is this gentleman?"
"This is the second old man from Yong'an House! You don't deserve to know your name!" The other man with a centipede-shaped scar on his face, who looked extraordinarily fierce, shouted: "You lame boy, don't talk nonsense! , Who killed the people in Black Tiger Village? Where did the body go? And, do you know if Black Tiger Village has been to a former seven young masters?"
"Yes, of course I know. But why should I tell you?"
Ni Kun's tone turned cold: "You two evil slaves, one lame boy, haven't your father and mother taught you how to speak? You don't know, when you ask others questions, you should first Dismount the salute, and ask for respect again?"
"The lame boy is so fat and timid!" The purple-faced man smiled angrily: "Dare to dare to insult us with a gun and a stick? Dare to pose with us? Don't you say it?"
His feet stepped on the stirrup, and he jumped up into the air, flying like a eagle. Ni Kun said: "It's not bad to have a lame leg. The old man even took off your arms to let you know what is really bad, See if you say or not!"
"It’s so impulsive, it will kill people."
Ni Kun chuckled, raised his right hand, flexed his fingers, and an invisible energy came out.
Healing during this time, his entire spine, as well as his shoulders and right arm, have been restored to their original condition, and the toughness of the colored glass bones has improved. The left arm and legs are still difficult to move.
But even if he can only move his head, it is more than enough to deal with this kind of master-level secular warrior.
As he popped with one finger, he only heard a loud bang, and the purple-faced man who was about to fly to him in front of him suddenly hit the invisible wall with his head, his head slammed back, pose From the front flutter to the back, he fell straight down with a slam, lying on the ground without breath.
Scarfaced Han and the man of Sable Qiu, the former second old man Yuan Chengye, were all surprised. Upon closer inspection, they saw a blood hole on the forehead of the purple-faced Han. Deadly!
Yuan Chengye's eyes twitched slightly, yelled: "What a ruthless boy, no wonder there is no fear, there is such a martial art!"
Ni Kun modestly smiled: "Overwhelming and overwhelming. My martial arts are just so-so, just killing chickens and dogs."
"Hum, thinking that the martial arts are strong and powerful, can you be unpretentious and unscrupulous?"
Yuan Chengye smiled sensibly: "Unfortunately, you don’t even know who you are! You are now given the last chance to tell the old man, who killed the black tiger village? My original family is seven. Where did you go with Deacon Chen Jiu? To be honest, the old man may be kinder and give you a happy heart!"
"Forget it, although you are not very polite, but for your sake of losing your nephew, I still tell you better." Ni Kun smiled as gentle and gentle as the master of the water flow: "kill the black tiger Zhai, who also killed Xiaoqi and your deacon Chen Jiu...it’s me!"
"..."
Yuan Chengye's pupils shrank suddenly, and the scared Han Han dumbfounded.
"You... dare to kill the people of my original family?" Yuan Chengye looked at Ni Kun incredulously: "Who gave you the courage? How dare you kill the people of my original family?"
Not only dare to kill, but dare to admit it!
In the mind of Yuan Chengye, he only felt that the world was ridiculous. A warrior in every area, even if the martial arts are a bit higher than expected, how could he dare to kill the original people of Yongan House?
Don’t he know that no matter how high the martial arts are, in front of the monk, is it a matter of lying down?
Yuan Chengye has sentenced Ni Kun to death.
He has even figured out what methods and tortures to use to torture the lame boy one by one, first teach him not to survive, not to die, then he will be cured, and then tortured repeatedly until his wits Completely collapsed before taking his life.
However, although he is vicious and arrogant, he is not completely brainless. Ni Kun dared to ignore his prestige, so unscrupulous, he still had some scruples in his heart: "Say, which one is instructing you, and my original home Enemy?"
He thought that Ni Kun had a monk as a backer, so he dared to be so crazy.
"You think too much."
Ni Kun lowered his head and flicked his nails lightly: "The reason why I killed all the gangsters is purely injustice, and the heroes are just right. But you will not believe it. Because you are a person like this, I am afraid that I don’t recognize the word chivalrous... forget, I’m too lazy to say."
The words fell, he was amazed, and a gleam of light burst out. Before Yuan Chengye reacted, he passed the scarred man next to him.
The scar-faced big man has not fallen off his horseback, and Ni Kun has claws on his five fingers, and grabbed Chongyuan Chengye from the air.
Yuan Chengye was too slow to cast a spell, and he felt his upper body tightened, and he was gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.
At the same time, there is also a strange dark energy, quickly infiltrating into his acupuncture meridians, and in a moment, he completely closed his body meridian acupuncture, making him have six levels of Qi cultivation, but even a magic has no way Show off!
"Fairy Cultivator!" Yuan Chengye exclaimed: "Are you also a Immortal Cultivator? Or a Daojie Realm monk?"
Ni Kun smiled, grabbed his palm back, and Yuan Chengye flew out of his horseback, flew to the temple gate, and slammed down in front of Ni Kun’s wheelchair.
This is not because he wanted to kneel, but was forced to kneel. Kneeling alone, his knees shattered, and his face was completely twisted with pain.
But even so, he still clenched his teeth and stared at Ni Kun, and said: "You dare to kill me? My nephew is a disciple of Chilianmen, and is valued by an elder Jin Dan! Even if you are Dao Basic monk, do you dare to offend Chi Lianmen?"
"First of all, your original family offended me. Secondly, your nephew is valued by Elder Jindan again. An inner disciple in other areas is not qualified to represent Chilian Gate. Finally, even if Chilian Gate is your original home In the early days, how about that? Is it possible for a little inner disciple's family to work for Jindan monk?"
Yuan Chengye was sore with sweat, but his eyes were still harsh and his tone was still very hard:
"Well, you can’t imagine the relationship between my nephew and the elder Jindan! If you kill me, my nephew will avenge me, and I will be able to move Elder Jindan to take action! Not only will you be frustrated at that time Yang Hui, the three little girls in the temple, and all the people who are related to you, are going to die terribly!"
"His...... Monk Jindan is a little bit tricky. I don’t know if there is a monk Yuanying?"
"Well, you have a Daojie in your area, and Elder Jindan can take your life away, so why should Yuanying live action?"
"Oh? So~IndoMTL.com~Are there any Yuanying monks at Chilian Gate?"
"The Chilian Gate is the largest faction in Yunzhou, how could there be no Yuanying live-action? There are two Yuanying live-actions in the entire Chilian Gate!" Yuan Chengye was arrogant and looked at him incomparably. With Ni Kun: "Now I'm afraid? Don't let me go, give me a kowtow, and I might spare you!"
"Don’t dare to speak harshly in this situation, I think you are used to it, you have a mental disability, and you don’t know what the situation is better than people. Poor, you have no cure for this disease, you can only recover Be human."
Ni Kun pouted his lips, made a mistake with his five fingers, and snapped the neck of Yuan Chengye with a click.
"..." Yuan Chengye's eyes were violent, and he couldn't believe it until he died. Ni Kun killed him without saying a word!
Don’t he fear Elder Jindan of Chilianmen, and Yuanying Real Man of Chilianmen?
With full of doubts, glaring at his eyes, Yuan Chengye fell to Ni Kun's feet.
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