Chapter 31: Old books for new days

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Immediately after that, the voice rang again.
It is still four words, four stars, one position.
"Sushu, Tanwei."
The falling rain whip in his hand, followed by the sound, the raindrops in the night and the wind all condensed in a straight line, the sword meaning from Zhongshan, condensed into wind and rain, as if ignoring the time, puncturing the one in the night sky accurately point.
Only the dark night, nothing, when the rain whip, but again brought out a water, and a hum! Different from the shock and anger in the previous cry, the pain and anger is more of a trance, even a little fear!
Luoluo felt that his true element was flowing through the body at high speed, and obviously did not flow through those meridians according to the requirements of the sword tactics, but was still able to reach the palm holding the whip handle, even more majestic than usual.
This puzzled her, but it was still more surprises.
In the following time, the voice kept ringing. Sometimes I was talking about the sword tactics of Zhongshan Fengyujian, telling her which trick I should use. Sometimes I was talking about the operation method of Zhenyuan, but it was obviously different from the sword tactics. What I said differently, more often I talked about the stars in the night sky.
Listening to that voice, it seemed that when she was back to a very young age, her father was on the stone ping at the top of the cliff, pointing at the clouds on the horizon to teach herself how to fight. Her emotions became calmer, calmer, and fundamental. Without thinking, the consciousness walks at will, the rain whip in his hand whistles away, like a long sword with extreme sharpness, stabs into the night!
There are countless impact sounds in the seemingly empty night, which is the sound of the tough and terrifying rain whip falling on the human body, and then dozens of rags flutter with the wind and fall On the ground, those rags are black.
The first half of the dancing rain whip has been stained red, countless blood spattered from the night, but no injured person can be seen, as if there was an invisible pen dipped in ink ground by cinnabar, He was writing crazy grass, and the picture looked extremely strange.
After screaming with pain and anger, the powerful demon could no longer hide his tracks, fell out of the night, his feet just touched the ground, and he rolled against the ground for more than ten laps until he retreated to the lake. Dare to stop.
This demon strong man's body is full of wounds spurred by the rain, and the blood is constantly flowing. The black robe has long become countless rags, hanging on the body in disorder, watching the abnormal embarrassment, where is there Previous power?
The first thought he was forced out of the night was to retreat. The farther away from the rain whip, the better. During the retreat, he had not forgotten to pull out the magic instrument inserted in the lawn. Because he had been beaten to death at this time.
He squatted by the lake like a dog, holding a magic weapon in his right hand to protect his head. The sound was like a broken bellows. It was hoarse and horrible. It was full of shock, anger, resentment and fear, because of how he I can't figure out what is going on.
"Who? Who is it! Come out for me!"
Can be trusted by the black robe division and undertake such an important mission, because the magic skill that this demon strongman is good at is the old school of Xue Old City, extremely good at hiding, so as to survive in the human world for a long time, but also He has an unimaginable tenacity and will never be frustrated by a moment of frustration, but what happened tonight is completely beyond what he can accept, and he is about to destroy his will.
Because he is best at concealing whereabouts, he is completely seen by the other party! The enemy, who has never appeared, seems to know his skills well, and can completely judge where he will appear next. How is this possible? !
"Who the are you! Get me out!"
The strong man of the Devil looked around the dark state education college and looked out at the dim light outside the library, remembering what he seemed to have forgotten. The blood-stained face showed extremely strong uneasiness, and his voice was very trembling. .
The light on the lawn outside the library became brighter because the door opened.
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding light became darker because someone came out.
A teenager stood on the stone steps.
He was wearing an old robe and holding a short sword.
His face was pale and nervous, but his eyes were firm and he didn't mean to flinch.
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Chen Changsheng has been in the library.
All these nights, he is in the library.
He is washing the marrow with the starlight.
The reason why I woke up from the state of meditation was not because of this fierce battle outside the library, but because of the magical weapon used by the powerful demon, which caused some interference to the starlight falling from the night sky.
He walked to the window, only to find that a fierce battle was unfolding in the night of the National College of Education. He didn’t know who the little girl was, but he saw the man’s devil’s horn, so he naturally understood that he should stand Which side.
Then, the Demon man disappeared into the night.
The long whip in the little girl's hand quietly summoned the wind and rain.
At the beginning, he didn't think he had the ability to help the little girl, because he couldn't even wash the marrow, and the little girl and the demon man were obviously very powerful characters.
He stood in the corner by the window, silently watching the battle, cheering for the little girl, without saying anything, because he did not want to bring any variables to this battle, and did not want to let the little girl divide because of his existence. God.
Mozu will naturally not care about the life and death of an ordinary human, but that little girl may.
Even this kind of details, he will not miss, he is a very careful person.
But the next moment, he was a little surprised to find that he really seemed to be able to change this battle.
The long whip carried by the little girl was obviously not a mere mortal, but it used not the whip, but the sword.
Zhongshan wind and rain sword.
In the old temple in Xining Town, Chen Changsheng had seen this set of sword tactics. He remembered very clearly that it was in the fourth volume of Yuhua Jing.
Of course, those sword tactics existed more in the form of Taoist sages' questions and debates. Until a few days ago, he found the corresponding books in the library, only to realize that those words and sentences are all methods of running the true yuan and magic tricks. .
With this set of swordsmanship, he can keep his back, and with the revisit of these days, it is natural to see that the little girl’s hidden swordmanship when she was carrying the whip, only Zhongshan wind and rain has its shape, but there is no sadness, and There are obviously some problems with her way of urging Zhenyuan, otherwise she won't be so jerky.
Yes, there is no drop of true yuan in his body, but he has already begun to study the method of true yuan operation.
These days when comparing the knowledge of spiritual practice in the mind in the library, he tried to break through the limitations of the meridians to destroy the true element. For this reason, he made several assumptions-his nine segments of meridians cannot be connected. If he wants to practice , You must find a completely new method.
He didn’t know whether this method was useful, whether he could control the Zhongshan wind and rain sword, because he was just an ordinary person without real elements, but at that time the little girl was already wounded, and he was about to die, he must bet one. I hope to help each other.
That's the sentence.
"Tian Xing Ying Fu, true yuan casual, flat wrist overhang shoulders, wind and rain."
Fortunately, the real-element running problem that the little girl encountered while casting Zhongshan Fengyu Sword was very similar to his situation.
Fortunately, she did not know who Chen Changsheng was, but subconsciously heeded his opinion.
The most fundamental luck is that the kind of hypothesis Chen Changsheng made succeeded in her.
Zhongshan Fengyujian finally exerted its true power.
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"But how can you know where I am?"
By the lake, the blood-stained Demon man stared at Chen Changsheng, and said angrily and angrily.
The falling rain whip is amazingly powerful, especially after the little girl gets Chen Changsheng’s instructions and can use Zhenyuan to cast Zhongshan Fengyu Sword, then as long as he can find the position of this demon strongman, he will surely be seriously injured.
The question is, why can Chen Changsheng break his possessions in one sentence?
"Suo Xue, Mei Bu, more than three thousand positions, all these need to be memorized."
Chen Changsheng walked to the little girl, laid his short sword across his chest, and looked at the Demon Strong in the distance. His expression was very alert, but he spoke casually. "I didn’t know that this was Ye Zibu, but I have carried it all."
Yes, this is the most mysterious body technique of the Demon Race—Ye Shibu. With this method, you can come and go freely within a certain range. More importantly, you can borrow the wind and snow hidden in the body technique. To hide your whereabouts.
Even within the Demon Race, this kind of body method is also a secret.
However, when Chen Changsheng was very young, he had memorized all the more than 3,000 positions and the order in between.
At that time, he thought he was reading a missionary novel called "Beijing Lost in Smoke". It wasn't until eight days ago that in the library he saw a record of a battle against the demon strongman recorded by a senior of his own country, and he understood the novel, in fact, a secret of the exercises.
"So you are lying, you are not a Mohe, you are not Mohe."
Chen Changsheng looked at the demon man seriously and said, "You are from the Yezhi tribe, and your surname is Yezhi."
The demon strong man was stunned and his face became very ugly.
There are many things he did not expect.
He thought that the young man in the library would not have any impact on the plan tonight, because the young man was not successful in washing his marrow.
Unexpectedly, the teenager had almost broken the situation under the black robe.
What he didn't expect most was that the teenager seemed to care more that he had lied about nothing.
This made him very depressed, very depressed.
Then, he began to feel sad and muttered, "Senior division master really has supreme wisdom, he calculated that I don't want to die, want to use the holy weapon to protect himself away... So, he arranged for such a strange you to appear. "
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