Keyboard Immortal Chapter 38: Phoenix breeding nine young chicks
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This is the gale of strange beasts in ancient Chinese mythology?
Previous life, as a person who often babbled with people in forums, "Shan Hai Jing" and other divine and divine books are simply compulsory courses, and the gale monster mentioned in it seems to be this bird.
Suddenly there was a movement in his heart. He remembered the legend in mythology. In addition to the nine sons of the dragon, the phoenix also has nine chicks, the eldest peacock, the second golden-winged roc, and the third is "Happy is glorious, but angry is The fire phoenix of "A thousand miles of red land", the fourth child is the golden phoenix who "Golden Mang prepares to move and sings eight winds", the fifth child is the Qingluan, the sixth child is the Snow Phoenix, the seventh child is the Baiming, and the fourth child is the Lan Fu, old Nine is the gale!
You ask him why he remembers so clearly. It’s like tears. In those days, the NetEase game department written test questions. Such messy questions are everywhere. Compared with the nine sons of the dragon, there are so many rare words, the nine young birds of the phoenix. It's easier to remember.
However, Feng's Jiu Young has many different opinions, and he only remembers one of them.
Zu An thought that what he was practicing was the "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra". Now that he is practicing the second Dzogchen, there is a pattern of gales. Isn't it a coincidence?
It seems that a new phoenix will appear at every level of Dzogchen in the future, but what is the use of this thing? Isn't it just used to scare people?
He had secretly tried it before, and other people couldn't see the magic circle on his body at all, and naturally they couldn't see the pattern of the gale, so it would not work to scare people.
He suddenly felt a movement in his heart, pouring his body's vitality into the lines of the gale. When the vitality flowed through Gale's body, suddenly Gale's fierce eyes lit up, and then a phantom of gale appeared on his body. before.
Zuan is overjoyed, it really works!
But what is the power of this thing? Isn't it the same as Feijian?
After thinking about his thoughts, he gave instructions to let the gale hit the wall to try the power.
I saw the gale's wings spread, a violent wind flashed through the room, the table and chairs were blown torsion, and they hit the wall almost instantly.
Zuan is staring wide-eyed to observe how powerful he is. On the one hand, he is worried that too little power will disappoint him, and on the other hand, he is worried that too much power will attract the masters of the Duke's mansion.
As a result, he hadn't seen what was going on yet, and suddenly there was a strong force coming from the whole person, and then he involuntarily flew towards the wall, almost instantaneously, he hit the wall directly.
Boom!
Really beating people is like hanging a picture!
Zu An slowly slipped down from the wall, a humanoid pattern appeared on the snow-white wall, and two bright red blood stains were left at the same time. It was the nosebleed from the front contact between his nose and the wall.
My Nima!
Zuan is both scolding and excited, so this thing is teleporting! If used properly, it is simply a weapon for sneak attack or escape.
However, he didn't know how far he could move each time, he didn't care about the nosebleed on his face, and started to infuse his vitality into the gale pattern again, trying to summon it again.
But not long after the injection, he felt dizzy in his head, it turned out that the vitality in his body had bottomed out.
It seems that this thing can only be used once a day. After the level is higher, the body will be more energetic and it should be better.
He slowly climbed back to the bed and lay down again. He noticed that there was some golden substance in the first circle in his muscles. He wanted to come into contact with the wall unsuspectingly at a negative distance, and the injury was not So light that one can be collected in the circle
The material is set.
I heard that Ji Xiaoxi mentioned before that the second rank is to make the cultivator's skin hard to damage with mortal swords. After reaching the third rank, he can be armored with luck to resist attacks. Now although he is the lowest rank of the third rank, he is still a good man. After three products.
He worked hard to carry the little bit of vitality, and finally gathered a piece of armor that could not be slapped on the surface of his body, and then because the subsequent vitality was weak, the armor immediately dissipated.
Nevertheless, Zuan is overjoyed. Now he is promoted to the third rank. In theory, he has 88 normal people. If he was in the previous life, he would be a little superman, even if he can't compare to the Hulk in the Marvel world. These, but it shouldn't be a problem to slap a salted fish superhero like Black Widow.
In addition, there are the two hidden cards of Mortal Dagger and Gale. No matter who is going to kill him in this mansion, he has the confidence to survive.
Zuan was very energetic one second before, and the next second he immediately changed his style of painting, and kept rubbing the injured areas on his body: "It hurts so **** when I hit the wall just now."
The injury was almost healed just now, well, the injury got worse after the collision.
He didn't dare to mess around anymore, lying quietly on the bed to rest, waiting for Ji Dengtu's healing medicine to take effect.
Woke up the next day, Zuan found that after a night of training, although his body was still a little weak, his injury was more than half healed, but he was a little dissatisfied in his heart. It seems that Ji Dengtu's medicine is better than a lottery. Brother Xinchun's Red Bottle is still far behind.
If his words were known to other people in the city, maybe someone would carry a knife to slash him, and the healing holy medicine Baihua Wuchang Pill that so many people couldn't ask for turned out to be regarded as **** by him. It would be unbearable.
At this time, Zuan thought of another thing. Yesterday there was too much work. He forgot to draw the lottery. He summoned the keyboard and calculated it. There were 69 anger points left after the lottery. And Pei Mianman earned some anger points, which adds up to 3273 points.
He couldn't help frowning. Yesterday, he was still weak. Otherwise, the anger value earned from Pei Mianman would not be more than that. But he also knew that facing such a charming stunner, a man could not bear to ruin the flowers. .
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but miss the people from Plum Blossom Twelve and Heifengzhai. Why do you think they look so cute now?
God, give me a villain quickly!
Boom!
The door of the room was slammed open, and a handsome young man with neatly combed hair broke in and came to the bed and looked at him condescendingly: "How is your injury? Go to school?"
The anger score from Hong Xingying is +299!
"It's okay," Zuan replied subconsciously, "No, who are you?"
"That's good." The young man didn't answer his words, turned around and left. He was taken aback when he saw the trace of the human figure on the wall, but it only took a moment for him to return to nature and stand tall. Then went out.
Zu'an was stunned for a moment. Just as he made a wish, he sent a villain. Wouldn’t it be so good? Who on earth is this guy? How come you are so angry at him?
"Auntie~" At this time, a woman-like voice rang out, and Cheng Shou Ping appeared at the door with two dark circles against his eyes.
"What's wrong with you, was sucked dry by a banshee yesterday?" Zuan was startled.
Cheng Shouping came over in vain footsteps: "Uncle, you are ashamed to say that I didn't sleep all night last night, so I copied the family law and copied it until dawn."
Zuan smirked and got up to pour him a glass of water: "Small bottle, fortunately you stayed in the quiet room yesterday to copy the family law. You want to go out with me. I am afraid that it has become a corpse. Up."
"Thank you, Grandpa," Cheng Shou Ping took the water glass flatly, but looked blank, "Why did he become a corpse?"
Zu'an pointed to the human-shaped hole on the wall: "See, there was an assassin who came to assassinate my uncle last night. Fortunately, my uncle's fate and supernatural powers have only escaped. If I were there, I couldn’t do my best to save me. The knife in the hands of the assassin wouldn’t have long eyes, maybe you would be gone."
Cheng Shouping swallowed with lingering fear, and muttered subconsciously: "Then I'll copy the family law."
"What did you say?" Zuan frowned.
Shouping Cheng immediately smiled: "I mean a loyal person like me will definitely fight the assassin desperately. If he wants to hurt my uncle, he will not step on my body unless he steps on it."
Seeing that he talked more and more upright, Ling Ran, his saliva was almost spraying on his face, Zuan pushed his face away directly: "Come on, don't get too deep into the play, ask you a question, the one who just went out Who the **** is this coaxing guy?"
"He, Steward Hong’s precious son, Hong Xingying," Cheng Shou Ping replied, "He is a little arrogant, but he is a genius in cultivation. He has not formally attended the college. He has already practiced by self-study. At the third grade, Steward Hong has always been proud of him. Even the old lady has also praised him. He has always been extremely respectful and has been cultivating as a young generation leader in the mansion."
It turned out to be the son of Steward Hong. No wonder his hair is combed as meticulously as his father.
"Cut, I thought it was awesome. I have practiced for more than ten years and I only have a third-grade." Zu An thought that I went from a waste material to a third-grade in just two or three days. Did I show off everywhere? ?
Cheng Shou Ping couldn't help but curl his lips. No wonder they all said that his aunt is very talented, he is not very capable, but his tone is not small, and he likes to talk about it.
"What are you mumbling about?" Zuan glared at him.
Shouping Cheng smiled immediately: "I wanted to wait a while to talk to my wife, my grandfather, you are so injured, you should not have to go to school today."
"No, this injury doesn't matter. My father-in-law sent me to the college, obviously for my own good. How could I fail them." Zuan patted his chest and said, he naturally didn't want to go to school. , But staying at home is even more boring. Because of the assassin yesterday, Chu Zhongtian sent two people to guard his door, so that he can't get out. Instead of that, it's better to go to school, maybe you can find a chance halfway. Buggering.
Hearing his words plausibly, Cheng Shou Ping opened his mouth so that he could squeeze a fist, and hurried over to touch his forehead: "Uncle, do you have a fever today?"
"Fuck off!" Zuan kicked him away.
"Hahaha~ Zuan, you are getting more and more sensible, and it's not worth our hard work." A burst of laughter came, and Chu Zhongtian and Qin Wanru walked in with smiles on their faces.
"Why are you father-in-law and mother-in-law here?" Zu installed a flattered look, hey, it's really tiring to act like this every day. If you stay for a few more days, you might be able to go back to be the best actor Oscar. Up.
"I heard Xingying say that your injury is not in the way, and decided to go to the college. I am a little worried to come over and take a look." Qin Wanru's usual stern face also has a soft color at this time.