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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 255: Asking what is proud and proud {first release}

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    See the fastest update 255. "He is looking for death! Help him!" These three people are not the entry-level monks who don't even have flying swords, but the real inner disciples. Although their status is far different from Lian Yunping, their cultivation level is also the same.  It wasn't high, but their flying swords were quick and fast, instantly drawing out several rays of light and shadow, hitting the small rocks directly.  "Ah!" Xiao Shitou screamed, rolled around, and dodged a few flying swords, but hit the wall with a bang, touched his head, and stood up dizzy.  "Little bastard, I'll cut off one of your legs first to see if you can still run away!" A monk said with a cruel smile.  Little Shitou stood there, and before he could react, a sword light had already shot out.  At that moment, time seemed to slow down.  There was a question that replaced the question that had just been entangled in Zeng Xian's mind.  Do you want to go out?  If you don¡¯t go out, Little Stone will die.  If you go out, you will die.  Which of these three people is better than himself in cultivation, and how long has it been since he has fought?  Since I came to Xijing, I seem to be just living with my tail between my legs.  ??Do you still have the courage to fight?  There seemed to be a voice passing through Zeng Xian's mind.  "As a human being, you should be proud, and as a cultivator, you must be proud." That was Zi Baifeng's voice. These days, it has been lingering in Zeng Xian's mind and cannot be erased no matter what.  At this moment, the voice was like a passing typhoon, rushing out from an unknown corner and sweeping his heart to pieces.  "Proud, only proud."  What exactly is pride?  Are you proud?  When Zeng Xian rushed out, the voice was still echoing in his mind.  His flying sword glowed with gray-white light, retracing itself in the air, but as fast as thunder and lightning, cutting open the space, and in the blink of an eye, it blocked the small stone.  "Clang!" A clear and loud collision sound, like a loud bell.  The two flying swords turned back respectively, and the three people turned their heads almost at the same time.  "Aren't you ashamed that you are such a big man, and there are still three of you bullying a child?" Zeng Xian stood there. At that moment, it seemed that he was back in the past, descending the Tianshan Mountains with his sword on his back, high-spirited and happy with his grudges.  He doesn't look like a monk cultivating immortality, but like a knight who roams the world.  His sword seemed to have not fought for too long, and it made a clang of desire for battle, buzzing in the air.  "Brother Zeng Xian!" Xiao Shitou shouted in surprise and joy.  "Little Shitou, come here." Zeng Xian waved to Little Shitou. He glanced at the three of them, and the sword light wavered in the air, seeming to be ready to attack at any time.  Xiao Shitou happily ran forward. The monk royal family who had just been hit in the face by Xiao Shitou was unhappy. The sword light shot out. Zeng Xian's sword light refracted like lightning again, blocking the enemy's sword light.  The reason why Zeng Xian came to Xijing with full confidence also has his background. The "Flash Sword" created by his master with all his life's efforts is his last trump card.  "But this method is actually used to suppress the bottom of the box, which consumes extremely spiritual energy. With just two swords, Zeng Xian's spiritual energy has begun to dry up.  The strength shown by Zeng Xian made these three people dare not act rashly. In a battle between monks, life or death, no one knows whether they will die.  The reason why they are chasing Xiao Shitou is not because they want to die.  "Little Shitou refused to give up, but there was no need for them to risk their lives because of it.  "This brother is very skilled." He stretched out his hand to stop the others. One of them, a leader-like person, stood up, cupped his hand to Zeng Xian, and said, "I don't know what to call him? Where is the fairyland? Who do you study under?" Zeng Xian  He was working hard to operate the Qi training technique, and the spiritual power in his body was operating and slowly recovering. The third "Flash Sword" was being accumulated, so Zeng Xian didn't want the other party to start a fight immediately.  However, that question made Zeng Xian¡¯s consciousness suddenly return to reality.  "I'm just an ordinary country monk, my name doesn't need to be heard." He didn't want to sign up. In the future, the Zhongshan sect would hold a grudge and send people to hunt him down. That wouldn't even be a place to cry.  "Besides, there is no guarantee that he will not be hunted down now" When he thought of this, Zeng Xian felt like crying.  "This is Brother Zeng Xian, my brother's friend. Brother Zeng Xian is so powerful. He knocked you down one by one, two or three, and even stepped on ten thousand feet!" Xiao Shitou hid in Zeng Xian's bed.  Side by side, proudly proclaimed.  Ten thousand feet, littleMy dear, little stone, you think I am a centipede!  Zeng Xian felt so helpless.  "Brother Zeng is very skilled, do you want to join our Zhongshan sect?" The leader smiled slightly and said: "It is our Zhongshan sect's loss that a great talent like Brother Zeng is living outside. I am an inner disciple of the Zhongshan sect."  As a member, he still has some say in the inner sect. As long as Brother Zeng opens his mouth, I guarantee that Brother Zeng will definitely join the Zhongshan Sect. How about it? " At that moment, Zeng Xian almost blurted out and asked loudly: "Really?"  .  Didn¡¯t he come to Xijing just to join the Zhongshan sect?  It can even be said that the greatest wish is to join the Zhongshan sect. If he cannot join, it would be good to join one or two small sects. Anyway, there is enough spiritual energy in Xijing, enough to allow him to practice until death. Maybe he will not die.  Has he become an immortal?  Now he really wants to grab the little stone by the neck and regard the little stone as his pledge to join the Zhongshan sect.  What kind of ethereal pride is that?  How much does a pound cost?  Can it be eaten as a meal?  As a human being, you should have pride, and as a cultivator, you must have pride.  But when faced with the bleak reality, what¡¯s the use of being proud?  "My inner disciples of the Zhongshan Sect have a high status in the entire Xijing. Both the outer disciples and the introductory disciples must bow before they see you. They dare not disobey your orders." The leader looked at him.  Zeng Xian looked hesitant and immediately struck while the iron was hot.  "What's the use of that? Aren't you just being used as a bastard for others?" Xiao Shitou poked his head out from behind Zeng Xian's waist and made a face at them, "You bunch of bastards!" "Brother Zeng, what do you think?"  The leader asked Zeng Xiandao.  Zeng Xian lowered his head and looked at the small stone.  Xiao Shitou was also looking at him, his eyes were bright, there was no prayer or worry in them, only full of trust and expectation.  All along, the monks around Xiao Shitou, whether it was Zi Baifeng, Luo Qianshan, Uncle Zhuzhu, or others, they had never let Xiao Shitou down.  So Xiao Shitou never thought that Zeng Xian would disappoint him.  This kind of unspeakable trust, coming from a child, made Zeng Xian's heart struggle even more.     what to do?  Why is everything in this world so difficult to choose?  At this moment, how do you choose?  "No need." Before Zeng Xian could find his true intention, he had already opened his mouth.  At that moment, the pride returned to him, back to his spine, supporting his body.  But in less than five minutes, the arrogance and pride had left his body. All he had were two deep scars visible on the bone and blood all over his body.  "I thought he was some powerful person, but he turned out to be trash." The leader put one foot on Zeng Xian's body and sneered: "You are such a trash, even if you kneel down and want to get started, no one will want you. Fortunately, no one will want you."  If I didn't really take you into the inner sect, then I would be embarrassed." "If you talk nonsense to him, kill him quickly!" A person next to him said impatiently, but his face was still bleeding.  "Don't bully brother Zeng Xian, I'll go with you." Xiao Shitou stood up bravely, pulled Zeng Xian behind him, opened his arms, and protected him.  "Boy, don't even think about living!" The monk, whose face was bleeding, smiled ferociously.  "You dare not kill me." Xiao Shitou looked at the monk in front of him with disdain, "If you dare to kill me, my brother will kill you all, and none of your Zhongshan sect will be spared!" Then Xiao Shitou said  Shitou raised his head and pointed his dirty neck, which was even stained with mud, to the monk whose face was bleeding, "Your grandpa Shitou's neck is right here. If you don't believe it, why don't you come and give it a try?"  Anyway, if I trade one thousand or ten thousand of you, I won¡¯t suffer any loss!¡± ¡°Bah, who is your brother?¡± The monk with a bloody face spat out a mouth full of blood, and became even more angry because of the little stone.  They really didn't dare to kill Xiao Shitou after hitting his sore spot.  Whether it's Lian Yunping or Zi Baifeng, their lives are more valuable than theirs. Even Xiao Shitou's life is much more valuable than theirs. If this incident causes the Wang family and the Zhongshan sect to be at odds with each other, they cannot bear the responsibility.  , Lian Yunping will not help them resist the thunder, and will hand them over easily when the time comes and let them top the tank.  Therefore, no matter how awesome they say, they are just pretending, and Xiao Shitou can see through it at a glance because of their stern looks.  If the three monks really wanted to kill Xiao Shitou, could Xiao Shitou still get here?  It's already dead.  "Who is my brother?thing?  "Little Shitou stretched out a finger, pointed at the monk, and sneered: "You are dead, just wait, I will let you know who you are!"  " Xiao Shitou is a person who is determined to retaliate. For a word, he will risk his life to sneak into the Zhongshan Villa to steal things. For a word, he can make this monk live in peace for the rest of his life. But in Zeng Xian's eyes, he has a kind of  It was an unspeakable emotion. He finally knew what it was. He never bowed his head, never gave up, and never showed weakness. In fact, it¡¯s hard to tell whether Xiao Shitou has this kind of pride.  But his bones are indeed harder than iron, stubborn, stubborn. ¡°Brother Zeng Xian, thank you, I¡¯ll give this to you.  "Little Shitou turned around and said to Zeng Xian. He stretched out his hand into his arms. The three monks felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. This little bastard was so cunning. They had been fooled countless times. But what Little Shitou took out was  It was a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake that had been crushed in my arms for a long time, and was even stained with the sweat of small stones. Previous Chapter Return to Table of Contents Next Chapter.
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