Chapter 647 Eight Months

He is ready to let Xiaoxi go on like this all the way to Shoushan Taoist Temple. At the current speed, I'm afraid it will take about a year to get there. In the middle, he can slowly cultivate Xiaoxi and give him enough outlook on life and values.

Xiaoyi followed Buyi and practiced martial arts first. After reaching the innate, he could be regarded as a formal introduction. The first choice of martial arts given to him was Dugu Jiujian. Although this swordsmanship has only moves and no internal strength, it is one of the best martial arts to exercise his skills and boil the body. In terms of internal strength, Buyi asked him to practice It is a mixed vitality, which is not a profound martial arts, but it is better than a solid foundation, and there will be no bias of physical attributes.

In this way, Xiaoxi followed the cloth clothes, all the way west, stepping on the sunset, and walking towards the unknown step by step. For him, there are still too many unknowns in the world, just like the man in front of him, full of fog, which can't be seen clearly.

When I was hungry, I went to catch the hare and went to find water to drink when I was thirsty. Half a month passed quickly. The cloth is still so chic, but Xiaoxi has been in a mess. The cloth has long been tattered, but those eyes are clearer.

"Drive..." A group of carriages suddenly came from the front, very fast. Listening to the sound of horses' hoofs, they were still far away. Before a cup of tea, they arrived at the two of them. The carriages walked very quickly and domineeringly. They didn't care about the two people in the middle and collided straight up.

Xiaoxi is young and energetic. After learning from Dugu Jiujian, his eyes are sharper. When he encounters this kind of thing, his first idea is not to meet him directly, but to dodge and avoid it. He just looks at the eyes of the team and adds something.

Seeing this, Buyi nodded happily. After so many days, it was finally not in vain. After the motorcade passed, the two walked for another hour. It was about to get dark. They finally saw the first landing point after half a month, Game Town.

Seeing the town, Xiaoxi was a little overjoyed. After so many days, his clothes had already become rags. He had long wanted to change them. He carried two rabbits in his hand and ran in excitedly. First, he exchanged rabbits for 50 cents of copper money, and then 30 cents copper coins to buy two thick cloth clothes, and ten cents bought some steamed buns. And water, ten sentences left for spare. When he finished all this, the cloth clothes just walked into the town and came to him.

Bu Yi touched his head and nodded, "In the future, when I'm away, you should take good care of yourself. The monk is destined to move forward alone for a long time."

Xiaoxi didn't understand and still nodded. After so many days, he had already seen through the temper of this cheap master.

At this time, there was a heartbreaking scream on the street. Xiaoxi frowned and looked over, but saw a middle-aged man in superior silk standing at the door of a shop, arrogantly holding a young girl's hair. In front of him, an old man knelt on the ground with both hands. Protecting his head, he let the two guards next to him beat and scold, screaming endlessly.

Xiaoxi frowned. He looked at the master and saw that the master also frowned, and suddenly had some thoughts.

"Xiaoxi, you know what monks are most afraid of?"

Xiaoxi was stunned and then said, "Heart demon."

"How did the demon come from?"

"Miscellaneous thoughts form."

"How did the distracting thoughts come from?"

"It's not over."

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiaoxi nodded. Although the master did not say it clearly, the moral was very clear. He stepped forward, stood in the crowd, and observed carefully first.

This town has about 3,000 residents. It is a relatively large town with a large population. This middle-aged man stood here and beat and scolded the old man at will. Although the people next to him watched it, no one dared to speak. Among them, there were many martial arts masters, even as if they had not seen it. It can be seen that this middle-aged The person's identity is not simple. He looked carefully and saw that although the two guards were arrogant, they were very measured. They were rare masters. Although he had practiced for half a month, he was also practicing the top skills such as the hungry Dugu Nine Swords. If he met these two guards, it would definitely not work.

Seeing this, he quietly retreated, and his face was full of helplessness.

"Master, I'm not an opponent."

Bu Yi smiled and said, "No, the way of choice cares about the heart." Saying this, he strode over and stood at the door of the shop. Wherever he passed, everyone automatically made way for him. This scene immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even the two guards who hit people stopped and looked over.

The middle-aged man was holding the girl in his hand, but he didn't know when he quietly let go and frowned slightly.

"Who are you?" Next to the middle-aged man, an old-like housekeeper suddenly stood up and shouted. This drink was quite powerful, which made Xiaoxi tremble and quietly stood on the left side of the cloth.

However, this power is okay to scare children.

Bu Yi looked at the middle-aged man and only said three words, "Why?"

The middle-aged man looked at the cloth clothes with a little sarcasticity on his face, "It's none of your business. Come on, drag me away."

Bu Yi smiled faintly as if he didn't hear it. He ignored the two guards and turned to Xiaoxi and said, "Should I do this to deal with such a person?"

Xiaoxi gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence, "For the rich and unkind, bullying the weak, this kind of person should be killed."

The middle-aged man was furious, "It's up to you, kill me."

Four or five guards immediately gathered around and were ready to teach the two ignorant bastards a lesson. At this time, they saw the cloth suddenly take action, just reaching out a little. The middle-aged man suddenly split up, and the fat flesh and blood rolled down from his body and fell to the ground. The blood flew, looking incomparable. The horror. Everyone was shocked and retreated one after another.

The four or five guards paused in shock at the same time, and their faces were extremely pale.

"You deserve to die for helping Zhou." The cloth's expression did not change, and a divine thought swept out. The housekeeper and the guard immediately spit blood. In the blood foam, with meat, it looked extremely tragic. Within a moment, he fell to the ground and died.

There was a dead silence at the scene. After a while, the villagers hurried home like bereaved dogs. After a while, there was no one at the door of the shop, and even the two parents disappeared.

The blood spread everywhere, and a disgusting smell spread out in all directions, making people feel uncomfortable in the stomach.

Xiaoxi looked at the piece of meat in front of him, and his eyes were full of shock. Killing people. Is it so simple? Looking at the disappeared shopkeeper's father and daughter, he suddenly felt something in his heart.

Bu Yi looked at Xiaoxi, "How do you feel?"

Xiaoxi gritted his teeth and resisted the rolling of his internal organs, "Master, they?"

"People are like this, as long as they are used to. You just need to remember that if you do it according to your own heart, it is correct, whether it is good or evil, whether it is success or failure."

Xiaoxi nodded as if he didn't understand, but at this moment, his heart was full of doubts and silence. He didn't understand why they helped the two fathers and daughters. They actually treated them like this. Moreover, obviously, the master had known this in advance. He didn't understand the reason this time.

The two quickly disappeared into the street.

After they left, a group of people came to the scene and looked at a pair of dead bodies on the ground. One of the old men was full of grief and indignation. He bent down, knelt on the ground, and looked at the crumbs of meat. A pair of turbid old eyes were full of murder. He looked at the other side of the street, "This is a monk. Means, send the left guard to chase me.

Several women behind them cried.

"It's the master." A middle-aged man with an eagle hook nose came out with a paper fan and soon disappeared on the other side of the street.

"My son, you died so miserably. Come on, kill those two fathers and daughters for me. Since my son is dead, why haven't they died yet?" The old man was crazy and screamed crazily.

Several guards kicked open the door of the store, but the father and daughter could still be seen there.

Xiaoxi brought food and walked a little faster. In the past few days, he has almost understood the threshold of light kung fu. In addition, he has also entered the entry of mixed vitality, and it is not slow to perform. With thegong fu of a cup of tea, the two have gone out dozens of miles.

Xiaoxi was out of breath, but he was persistent and saw the master's ability. He was moved and desperately squeezed every potential in his body. Only in this way can he better exercise himself and become a superior person.

Bu Yi did not say too much to Xiaoxi, but put some things into Xiaoxi's mind, saving the part of what he must learn. Almost the same as he did in those years, many basic common sense in the mongo world were also passed on to him. Xiaoxi's character still needs to be cultivated, and his understanding is also good. Bu Yi's fate The doomed apprentice still has some expectations.

At this time, he frowned and said, "I'm stubborn. In this case, you don't have to live in this world." After saying this, he threw out something. This thing rose in the wind and soon became a humanoid golden armor puppet, which was the sword puppet, the cultivation of the Jindan period. The sword puppet flashed in the air and disappeared. When it appeared again, it stood in the street. A massacre began, and a cup of tea lasted. The huge family around 300 miles turned into a broken house with two or three remaining kittens.

As for those monks, naturally, they can't die anymore. From beginning to end, Fu Yi even looked at them and owed them.

The people of the town cheered. This is a later story.

Xiaoxi practiced very hard. He spent most of the day practicing. The ten-layer mixed vitality was quickly piled up five layers, only two floors away, which could open up the two veins of the front and back and then and enter the innate. This speed is no less than that of cloth.

Soon, winter passes and summer comes.

Buyi's qualifications in those years were not good, and his physical fitness was extremely poor. Xiaoxi's situation could be better. In terms of personality, the two were almost not much different. After seven months of trekking, they finally came to the periphery of the Shoushan Mountains. At this moment, Xiaoxi, who looked a teenager, looked a little resolute and was carrying a steel sword. There is quite a chivalrous style.

ps: Haha, the lazy bird is back. Qinling is so beautiful...