God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 17: Removing things

The residence covers an area of ​​nearly two hundred square meters. The house is old-fashioned, with sparse bamboos outside the window and a few plantains. It is very quiet and elegant. There are three Tunling trees over a hundred years old in the courtyard, and lush branches and leaves cover most of the courtyard.

This is Chu Jun's new residence, which is more than a hundred times stronger than the small wooden house where he lives in the outer door, but it has to pay the rent of two thousand spirit beans every year. Of course, the inner sect disciple had a monthly payment of two hundred spirit beans every month, and the rent was barely enough. Usually, it was more than enough to take the time to go hunting a few times. Chu Jun just received a reward of 10,000 spirit beans, plus the eight hundred spirit beans obtained from the Lingsu harvest, it can be said to be rich. After paying the rent for a year, there are nearly nine thousand spirit beans on him.

At this time, Chu Jun was playing in the yard the meeting gift given to him by the cheap master Qu Zhengfeng, a defensive vest of one rank and one rank, which can resist several attacks from the first-class spirit beasts. Chu Jun was wearing it with joy. On his body, he took out a light blue long sword to observe carefully. This long sword was also sent by the cheap master Qu Zhengfeng, a very ordinary first-grade green steel flying sword. Although it is only a first-grade flying sword, its hardness and sharpness are several times stronger than the great sword used for physical training. The most important thing is that the flying sword can withstand the indoctrination of spiritual power, while the ordinary sword cannot withstand it, and it is very easy to break and break.

Chu Jun held the green steel flying sword in his hand, closed his eyes and felt the deep cold breath from the handle, as if returning to the fighting arena again, Ruan Fang's flying sword with lightning flashes as his chest slashed... Chu Jun suddenly felt anxious, and Huo Di opened his eyes, the palms of his hands were already sweating.

Chu Jun took a deep breath, once again imagined the situation where a deadly sword flew, and realized the mystery of the sudden explosion of two divine powers in his legs. When Chu Jun opened his eyes again, a cold light flashed in his eyes, a faint silver light flowing through the blade of Qinggang Feijian, and the tip of the sword buzzed slightly.

Chu Jun stared intently at the Qinggang Flying Sword in his hand, slowly letting go of the handle holding the Qinggang Flying Sword, and the Qinggang Flying Sword was staggered and hovering over the palm of his hand.

"Successful!" Chu Jun was overjoyed, the light on the Qinggang Feijian Sword suddenly dimmed and swished down.

Chu Jun held the handle of the sword excitedly, he had already figured out a little way to drive things away. Divine consciousness controls the movement of objects, and spiritual power is conducted through divine consciousness to provide power for the object. Only when divine consciousness and spiritual power cooperate properly can the object be driven like an arm.

Chu Jun transported the new moon divine power again, the divine sense attached to the Qinggang Flying Sword, the divine power was input into the Qinggang Flying Sword through the divine sense, and slowly released his hand. Sure enough, the Qinggang Flying Sword hovered above the palm of his hand, this time it was much more secure than the first time.

Chu Jun suppressed the excitement in his heart, the spirit sense commanded the Qinggang Flying Sword to slide forward, the crescent moon divine power was continuously lost through the spirit sense into the Qinggang Flying Sword, and the Qinggang Flying Sword moved forward slowly After moving for half a meter, it fell to the ground. Chu Jun knew it was caused by his divine power output not being able to keep up with the divine sense command. It was like pulling a high gear and not stepping on the accelerator enough to cause death.

Chu Jun practiced repeatedly for more than an hour, and finally he could control the Qinggang Flying Sword to simply move within one meter of his body. This is undoubtedly a huge improvement. Chu Jun practiced his divine power while the iron was hot, and stopped to rest until his consciousness did not continue.

Today almost died under the sword of Ruan Fang, Chu Jun was greatly stimulated, and he knew the importance of strength. In this world where the strong respects the strong, the life of the weak is always in the hands of others. Today’s body cultivator who was cut in half, except for people who knew him well, who would care about the life of a mosquito. If he hadn’t practiced the Moon Jue, he might have been carried down and buried in hastily. After a few months, I am afraid that no one will remember that there was a hapless guy named Chu Jun.

Chu Jun lifted the Moon Jue in silence, absorbed the refining moonlight essence, and restored the spent Crescent Moon power.

"Be careful, someone touched it in!" The cold voice of the light and shadow woman suddenly sounded in her mind.

Chu Jun was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped his energy, and squeezed the Qinggang Flying Sword in his hand with caution. He looked up coldly and stared at a plant of spirit wood, and shouted: "Who? Get out!" /

A guy in a black shirt swiftly jumped down from the tree, and it turned out to be Shen Xiaobao, who had borrowed **** to escape today. Shen Xiaobao looked at Chu Jun with a weird look: "It's impossible, with the little master's lonely journey and the effort of walking in the snow without a trace, how could you find the frustration of your second-level physical training ability!"

I didn't feel the slightest hostility in Shen Xiaobao, Chu Jun couldn't help but relax, and said: "Because you have a smell!"

Shen Xiaobao wondered: "What smell?"

"The smell of burning!" Chu Jun stood up and said calmly.

Shen Xiaobao turned his head and smelled it. As expected, he smelled a burnt smell. It turned out that Lin Ping's clothes were scorched by Lin Ping today. Shen Xiaobao cried out strangely: "Does your kid have a dog nose?"

Chu Jun frowned and said, "Senior Brother Shen sneaked in in the middle of the night, what's the point?"

"Pooh, pooh! Don't say it so badly, the little master has just turned over-the wall came in, the world can be seen, the sun and the moon can be proved!" Shen Xiaobao said without embarrassment.

Chu Jun couldn't help being speechless, and Shen Xiaobao winked his eyebrows and said: "I heard that the master has newly accepted a proud disciple. It happens to be that the moon is black and the wind is high tonight. As a respected brother, I naturally want to come and give pointers!" Stepping forward, he made a punch without any explanation. Although the fist screamed, he obviously did not use spiritual power, but pure physical power.

Chu Jun slipped, quickly moved two feet to the left, and hid his fists sideways. Shen Xiaobao punched him empty, and immediately kicked to Chu Jun's lower abdomen, swiftly. Chu Jun had to move out a few feet to hide behind his feet, and said angrily: "Shen Xiaobao, what do you mean?"

Shen Xiaobao smiled and said: "I don't see that your kid really has two times, but I will beat you like a pig tonight!"

Chu Jun frowned and said: "What about the reason?"

Shen Xiaobao pretended to straighten his collar and said: "Naturally, it is to maintain my supreme prestige as a senior. Hey, every time the master accepts an apprentice, I will repair him first, so that I will be obedient in the future!"

Chu Jun was a little bit dumbfounded and said: "You are so shameless, what is the ability to bully me as a second-level physical training in the spiritual stage!"

Shen Xiaobao curled his lips and said: "My little master is always fair. You don't need to use half spiritual power. You only use physical strength to fight you. If you lose, you must obey this brother's words in the future, let you go east and not west, let you You can’t fart when you pee. The most important thing is that you can’t sue Xiaoye for being black in front of your master, otherwise you can get eye drops!"

Chu Jun suddenly felt that the situation was very familiar. When he arrived in the army at the beginning of the year, the black face **** squad leader also said something similar, and he couldn't help grinning: "What if you lose?"

Shen Xiaobao clasped his hands in disapproval and said: "Will the young master lose? Obviously it is impossible, but if the young master loses, I will call you brother!"

Chu Jun shook his head and said: "It's not enough. If you lose, you must absolutely obey my words in the future, let you go east and not west, let you pee and don't fart, otherwise the young master will give you eye drops!"

Shen Xiaobao was stunned, and then laughed and said: "Fun and interesting, come on, I don't kick you out of **** to count you clean!" As he said, he kicked Chu Jun's belly by surprise. Sure enough, it didn't use half spiritual power.

Fighting with bare hands, Chu Jun hasn't been afraid of anyone yet. After he ducked sideways, he grabbed Shen Xiaobao's ankle and kicked him three ways.

"Wow, you are so insidious!" Shen Xiaobao cried out strangely, and jumped up on one foot to avoid Chu Jun's attack on Xia Yin, and his right hand smashed Chu Jun's nose. Chu Jun had to let go of Shen Xiaobao's ankle and backed away to avoid a punch.

The two fisted back and forth, fisted back and forth with their feet in one place, and both received a few heavy punches from each other. The strange name of Shen Xiaobao was Lian Lian, and he furiously said as he fought, "Yeah, bah, weird and weird, what kind of boxing did you kid use? It's too vicious and brutal and violent!"

Chu Jun used the fighting skills practiced inside the special forces. It absorbed the fierce and directness of Muay Thai, the agility of Chinese Sanda, the small discounts of grappling, and the viciousness, high efficiency and directness, and it hits the vital parts of the human body. .

Peng!

The two flew off at the same time, rolling out a few meters before stopping. Chu Jun got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the opposite Shen Xiaobao vigilantly. Shen Xiaobao clutched his lower abdomen and stood up in pain~IndoMTL.com~The left eye and corner of the mouth were red and swollen.

"Can you still fight?" Chu Jun said solemnly.

Shen Xiaobao touched the corners of the red and swollen mouth, hissed and exhaled, and said angrily: "Fart, your boy is too vain, pick your nose, pierce your eyes, kick your yin, bit your teeth, use your head Hit... count you cruel!"

Chu Jun looked at Shen Xiaobao's embarrassment, and didn't dare to grin. Shen Xiaobao exclaimed angrily: "Smile, you can't help me much!"

Chu Jun touched the red and swollen cheeks on both sides, no longer conscious, only fleshy.

"Damn, your kid also wears Fatty's first-grade defensive vest... Yeah, it hurts my little master!" Shen Xiaobao rubbed his abdomen: "Damn the **** fat guy, every time he receives his disciple, he gives away the vest and Qinggang Flying sword, stingy ghost iron cock, yo...!"

Chu Jun touched the first-grade defensive vest on his body, and said, "He gives these two things every time?"

Shen Xiaobao said hehe: "There are at least ten or eight of these things in his cave mansion. This is the meeting gift he gave when he took the young master as a disciple. The fat guy was very stingy!"

Chu Jun couldn't help being speechless!

Shen Xiaobao touched the corner of his black eyes, and smiled triumphantly: "You boy is a fourth-grade spiritual root, even better than the young master. The fat guy can finally not stare at me, and his life will be much better in the future. …Ah, you kid remember to practice diligently, win glory for the master, win glory for my Zhengtianmen, this brother is optimistic about you!"

Chu Jun dumbfoundedly watched Shen Xiaobao turning over-the wall climbed out of the yard, and secretly said: "This guy is really a living treasure!"

At this time, there was a flapping sound from the courtyard door. Chu Jun opened the door and almost fell down. A black-eyed chicken face came in. It was Shen Xiaobao who had just turned over the wall and got out.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Xiu Ling Hall to listen to the fat man preaching!" Shen Xiaobao dropped a sentence and turned and limped away.