Chapter 441:

It is an inexplicable feeling to understand martial arts from the inscriptions in the stupas.
Zhang Yang still knows some Burmese characters because of the memory of countless elite thoughts in his head. However, Xiao Lizi doesn't know a single word. However, the two have a feeling of blood and blood surge at the same time. Meridian ...
Unfortunately, Aze and Liu Biao did not react at all. These monuments were carved in their eyes in addition to stones or stones.
Compared with Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi, Aze and Liu Biao are much worse in talent.
Zhang Yang's talent is extraordinary, and has a strong memory of thinking, and Xiao Lizi can understand the realm of the strong without any guidance, compared with Zhang Yang.
Azeri's martial arts stems more from the guidance of diligence and stuttering generals.
And Liu Biao benefited from the cheats provided by the young monk. Without the super-smart program of the young monk, it would be a bit difficult for Liu Biao to become a rotten tree. However, what makes Liu Biao depressed is that he has not contacted the young monk for a long time. The young monk seems to be missing.
Of course, no one knows what the young monk is doing. For the big man and the middle-aged man with long hair, the young monk is brewing a big event, so he is very busy, very busy, too busy to have time to chat, Too busy to play backgammon ...
In fact, this is also the main reason for Liu Biao ’s constant challenge to seek progress. Without the timely guidance and provision of cultivation methods at each stage, Liu Biao ’s martial arts has stopped, and the constant challenge is better than his martial arts. Great people, or people who are not much worse than their martial arts, have made Liu Biao's only way now.
The young monk is just a program. However, he is a super program. He can tailor Liu Biao's martial arts for Liu Biao through the feedback from Liu Biao. I have to say that the young monk has the power to turn decay into magic.
...
Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi's sharp eyes kept patrolling on the inscription.
In fact, the two did not read the scriptures at all. The content in the scriptures is indeed the Three Tibetan Scriptures. However, the carvings are very clever and have an invisible curvilinear surname. The two bodies move in the stupa. Faster and faster ...
Zhang Yang thought of the spar body image of "The Immortal Road" in the underground cave. The spar body image also needs speed coherence, and the laws in this book and the stone image have the same meaning.
For half an hour, the two stopped their bodies at the same time. However, the eye-catching Azer still saw that Zhang Yang was one line faster than the little plum. Although it was only the first line, when he reached the realm of the strong, the difference was the first line. Distance is unimaginable ...
"how about it?"
"remember!"
"It's empty to study."
Little Plum and Zhang Yang smiled at each other. This time, the gains were quite big. The inscriptions in Tallinn hide many secrets.
The two were not obsessed with this book. After all, there were more important things to deal with, and both had extremely strong memories. It was easy to remember the law. Although the number was huge, most of them were The similarities and differences are just like the spar portraits. Although so many portraits are actually just an action, as long as you understand the rules, you don't need to remember each inscription.
A few people walked all the way in Tallinn, and they went on the road again. There were still a lot of scenery along the way. Seeing that there were two hours left to be Negro, the four naturally didn't want to miss it.
Of course, Zhang Yang and Li Zi also wanted to see magical inscriptions like Tallinn subconsciously.
Mandalay Hill is not high, but it is located on the bank of the bustling urban area, so even the mountain has become a bit prosperous.
The four climbed up, and under the golden light of Luo Yue, the famous Burmese mother river, the Irrawaddy River, emerged from the sky, the river winding around Mandalay Mountain, flowing towards the vast plains, full of poetry and painting.
There are 1,700 steps from the foot of the mountain along the slope, and there are eight temples along the way.
The red sun slowly fell from the front of Mandalay Hill. The top of the hilltop and the extended tower porch under the oblique sunset are like a chic paper-cut shape.
It is a pity that in the temples along the way, there is no more valuable thing to be seen.
Along the way to the top of the mountain is a Hindu temple surrounded by square pillars. The pillars are inlaid with glass in a prismatic pattern. The pillars are connected by a bucket arch and the corridor runs through. It is dazzling and crystal clear in the golden sunlight. Many local Burmese worshipped before the shape of the Hindu fetish, the Golden Ring Cobra, from time to time, and put the folded Burmese coins on the snake's head from time to time. I wonder if they would ask for luck or peace?
The four men descended from the back mountain after making a circle in this Hindu temple, because information shows that Zhang Jixiang should have built a practice place in the back mountain.
At this time, the light was already dim, and the sky became blurred, and the golden sunlight became blood red in this very short time.
", this dog's Han annihilation would choose a place." Liu Biao cursed all the way, there are no stone steps behind this mountain, it is much more difficult to walk, and the forest is illuminated by the sun, it looks incomparable Quiet and weird.
"It is indeed a good place to calm down in the midst of trouble. It seems that Zhang Jixiang can take root in this place, and still has a certain skill. Among the temples just now, there are several masters who are infinitely close to the strong. The mountain is also a place to hide and lie down ... "Zhang Yang said.
"Infinitely close to the strong?" Liu Biao's pair of leopards' eyes suddenly flashed, and the whole battle was burning, now Liu Biao can't wait to accompany him to fight every day.
"Don't make up your mind. People are hundreds of years old and can't stand your toss."
"Ah ... oh ..."
Liu Biao was disappointed. He did n’t spend a year when he entered the realm of infinitely close to the strong. Naturally, he did n’t know that, even if he was infinitely close to the realm of strong, it would take a lifetime for some ordinary masters. If a master who is infinitely close to the strong is so easy to produce, the master who enters the realm of the strong will not be so rare.
When martial arts reached the realm of strong men, age lost its restraints on martial arts, and age became a problem when infinitely close to the strong. An old man infinitely close to the strong and a strong man infinitely close to the strong had almost no comparable surnames. The physical strength of young adults is definitely an advantage.
Suddenly, the four stopped at the same time.
In the last trace of sun, the four people saw a wooden house at the same time. The wooden house looked extremely peaceful under the sunset, and a smoky smoke drifted from the roof, like a paradise.
The four looked at each other, and it was hard to imagine a notorious Han Jian living in such a place.
This wooden house is in the woods. There is an area of ​​more than 200 square meters in the front, interspersed with some strange flowers and grasses. On the edge of the lawn, there is a bit of an ancient bronze bell hanging from a giant tree. below.
The birds returning to the forest fly above the lawn, making a clear and sweet tweet.
Everything is full of incredible tranquility.
"Why do you want to live in this place?" Zhang Yang sighed deeply as she looked at the beautiful scenery in the picture. As you can imagine, the place would be flattened immediately.
"Han Jian is also human."
Aze said something philosophical, and heard Liu Biao's snorting.
The four of them sighed and slowly walked towards the wooden house smoking smoke ...
From the hillside, it is clear that this place has been in business for some years. The ground is lined with blue slate, some flowers are also some years old, and the color of the wooden house is also blue-black.
This is an old-fashioned building built according to Chinese custom. The middle hall, with bedrooms on both sides. The kitchen seems to be set up behind the hall, and it is connected to the whole building, but separated.
The house was open and nobody was there.
The four walked in, and there was an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the hall. On the Eight Immortals table was a sculpture of Guan Erye. The sculpture of Guan Erye was exquisite, with a red face, a long beard, and a blue dragon sword. Lifelike.
There is an incense burner in front of Guan Erye. There are several burning incense sticks in the incense burner, and the room is filled with a refreshing sandalwood fragrance.
In the center of the hall, there is a small bamboo table with four empty bowls of chopsticks and a plate of leeks, a plate of peanuts, a plate of tofu, and a small plate of pickled vegetables.
There is a casserole on the ground, very primitive casserole, covered with casserole, it should be cooked rice.
Obviously, supper is being prepared here.
"Hey, I have dinner."
Liu Biao was overjoyed. He strode to the chair, picked up a pair of tableware, opened the casserole, filled a bowl of rice with chopsticks, and ate with a mouthful.
"Boss, we are here to kill people, not to eat!" Little Li Zi was a little annoyed, he was also going to pretend to be a peerless master who appeared in front of the big Han annihilation, and knew that being caught by Liu Biao Broken, is there a master like Liu Biao? Obviously, no!
"Eating is a big thing, and you must eat when you kill people?" Liu Biao felt very good about the plate of tofu, and poured a plate into his bowl.
Watching Liu Biao gobble, Little Plum and Azer couldn't help feeling their stomachs gurgling for a while. The only thing was Zhang Yang who didn't move. He always stood by the door and looked at the closed door on the right side of the hall.
Inside that door, there was someone.
Down from the hillside, Zhang Yang felt his breath locked, as if a fierce beast was staring at him.
Obviously, this is a master!
A super master.
This master's martial arts has far surpassed Little Plum, because Little Plum has not noticed each other until now ...
"What are you doing?"
When Liu Biao was eating something special, a young man in his twenties, wearing a blue robe and a flat head, walked out with a plate of vegetables, and when he saw Liu Biao he was panic. Eating madly on the table, suddenly angry.
"Are you blind?" Liu Biao got up and grinned again. The bowl was too small, and it would not be possible to eat it without 10 or 8 bowls.
"Bold!"
The young man ’s face was so discolored, his eyebrows were raised, and he was quite majestic. The whole man looked like a majestic man. Obviously, although the young man was only a cook, his social status was not low, otherwise, no Will have such a magnificent that ordinary people do not have.
"Oh!"
"My aunt, Uncle Biao, I eat your meal to give you face! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu burned this broken house with a fire!"
Liu Biao fiercely smashed the bowl in his hands to the ground, and the whole robber lived away. After eating other people's meal, he still gave others face, and only Liu Biao had such a logical idea.
"you dare!"
The young man took a step forward and was furious.
The atmosphere in the room was about to explode, and a killing was permeating through the air. However, although both were arrogant, they didn't do anything first. It seemed that they were waiting for something.
"Ga ..."
Just when the atmosphere was brewing, the door on the right finally opened, and the wooden door released a harsh sound of friction when it opened, making people feel that time has flowed back to ancient times.
The door opens.
A tall and thin old man came out. Although the old man was tall and thin, the skeleton was very thick and not thin.
The old man had long beards and long eyebrows, but his beard's eyebrows were dark and thick, and his face was fierce.
When the old man came out of the room, a powerful momentum poured out, and Aze and Lizi could not help taking a step back, and Liu Biao almost fell.
The only thing that didn't move was Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang's body was like a rock.
The old man's gaze flickered on Zhang Yang's body, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Obviously, Zhang Yang's performance exceeded his expectations.
For a moment, the house fell into a silence, and in this quiet time, two middle-aged people came out behind the old man.
The two middle-aged people can't see their actual age, and their facial features are mediocre. They belong to the kind who forgets at a glance, but Zhang Yang feels that the two are different.
The difference is the temperament, the calm temperament, the two of them followed quietly behind the old man, as if not seeing an uninvited guest in the hall.
Just this calmness is not something that ordinary masters can have.
Amazing!
Zhang Yang's heart beats ...
Is it strong?
Does this room have three strong men?
Four to four!
Three strong vs. three strong ...
Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt a pressure. He never thought that two strong men would gather around a Han Jian. It seemed that things had lost control.
Four people are facing each other, the small hall looks extremely crowded, and the distance between several people is less than three meters. This is definitely a dangerous distance for a strong person. This distance can be reached instantly and immediately. To death ...
"The visitor is a guest, just eat it!" The leading old man broke the tense situation. He said at the outset that he didn't know the purpose of the other party. He needed a time to understand, and no one wanted to compete with Zhang Yang. Revenge
The old man's voice was full of a magnetic surname, giving people an affinity and a sense of security.
Immediately, the heavy atmosphere relaxed.
Zhang Yang clearly felt that the muscles of the two strong men behind the old man were slightly relaxed. Obviously, they were ready just now. As long as there was nothing wrong, they would immediately launch a thunderous blow.
Amazing!
A monstrous murderous spree ...
The old man's face also looked discolored.
Unfortunately, it's late!
Everything is late.
Liu Biao was like a lion to the young man in a robe. The distance between the two was already short. In his hand, there was a pair of black chopsticks. The chopsticks pierced the young man like a black lightning.
It moves too fast.
Incredibly fast.
No one would have thought that Liu Biao would suddenly hurt someone.
To everyone's surprise, neither Azer nor Little Plum had thought of it. Of course, Zhang Yang had to be ruled out. When Liu Biao gave a "hey" smile on his face, Zhang Yang already knew that Liu Biao was going to shoot.
Zhang Yang is too familiar with Liu Biao. When he was at school, Liu Biao was famous for his smiling tiger. When dealing with him, he would probably turn his head and hit you with a smile.
Liu Biao is not stupid.
He was just too lazy to use his brain.
When the old man showed up with two people, he saw the dignity on the faces of Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi. Immediately, Liu Biao decided to start with strength.
Four people versus four people, if you kill each other first, they will have an advantage in number. This is a math problem that primary school students will count ...
It's a long story, everything is between light and flint.
Everyone in the room moved.
Zhang Yang blocked the old man, Azer and little plum blocked two middle-aged people ...
Almost at the same time, when the savage pair of chopsticks poked in front of the young man, he was caught off guard. The vegetable dish held by the young man was almost subconsciously placing one side of the plate in an attempt to use the plate to resist the pair of deadly chopsticks.
It's too fast, and people can't keep up with their thinking.
"Click!"
The chopsticks pierced the porcelain plate, piercing the young man's chest without stopping.
"what……"
With a scream, all the people in the room suddenly solidified, and each pair of eyes fell on the young man's body. At the heart of the young man, there were a pair of black chopsticks. The long chopsticks were no more than two black. point.
The body of the young man is like a sculpture. He slowly lowers his head and looks dullly. Slowly, slowly, the dull expression becomes fear ...
"Ahem ..."
"Ahem ..."
The young man began to cough violently, a cough of bright blood coughing from his mouth, and a thick smell permeated the air.
"master……"
"thump……'
The young man covered his heart with both hands and knelt down on the ground. He looked at the old man with a pair of desperate eyes. The old man's brow jumped. He didn't move. He didn't dare to move. He could only watch his lover die. ...
Looking at the old man, Zhang Yang felt the pressure again. This old man's restraint made people feel frightened. In this situation, he couldn't hold back his shot.
Time is passing slowly.
Finally, in a fierce cough, the young man's body twitched a few times before moving. His eyes kept looking at the old man's face ...
"Oh!"
"I let you pretend, , it's your pretense to kill!"
Liu Biao kicked at the corpse suddenly, and scolded him with the vegetable juice and soup on his face.
I have to say that Liu Biao's luck is very good. Although this young man's martial arts is not as good as him, if Liu Biao wants to kill this young man and fight between life and death, he really doesn't know who will die.
Of course, although it is luck, it can be said that compared with this young man, Liu Biao's experience in fighting in the rivers and lakes is too rich. When he was a few years old, he knew that he had robbed the candy of the kindergarten classmates. And the young man, despite his high martial arts, has a prominent identity, and where does he have any combat experience.
The three strong men twisted their faces.
They did not dare to move, as long as they attacked Liu Biao, for example, loopholes would be revealed. Seven people stood in this hall, which was too narrow.
"Who are you?" The old man's face was beating constantly, with a painful expression on his face, he never thought that he would watch his loved one day be killed by himself, and he couldn't even suppress it. .
"Zhang Jixiang?"
Zhang Yang and Lizi Aze moved outside step by step, the amplitude was very small, and Liu Biao had already ran outside the lawn from the other side, he didn't want to be a burden himself.
"Who are you?" Zhang Jixiang's originally rosy face turned pale, and he yelled loudly, his murderousness skyrocketing.
(To be continued)