Chapter 803, Ningjiang Dharma Array, Practice C Drama Description

Zhu Peng practiced swords on the border between Western Xia and the Northern Song Dynasty. With more and more killings, his name became more and more fierce. At the beginning, there were also masters of the Northern Song Dynasty or Xixia who looked at his 'district' and virtual practitioners and came to 'kill demons'.

After all, there is an unscrupulous blood sacrifice to make swords under the Jindan realm. This is really too arrogant. Unfortunately, although Zhu Peng himself is not a Jindan realm monk, his combat effectiveness is not slightly weaker than that of the real practitioners in Jindan realm.

The sword light is fierce, and the magnetic light is fierce. Gradually, after accumulating more than 20 virtual lives in his hands, neither the Western Xia nor the Northern Song Dynasty practitioners are silent.

Cultivators cherish their lives, and even the more high-level practitioners are. In contrast, the so-called face is really like a cloud in the sky. It is a moment of shame. After a hundred years of isolation, most people have forgotten your shame.

"Wow, it's been three days. Not to mention the practitioners, I haven't even seen a mortal. It seems that I've done a little too much." Slowly returning the sword to the sheath, Zhu Peng half hugged Zhong Lingbian's words. His fierce name was too blazing. Now the territory of Xixia and the Northern Song Dynasty is already in a semi-closed state. It can't be said that the practitioners who know the inside story are ordinary secular mortals no longer in the two places, although Zhu Peng has never taken action against secular mortals.

"Do you want to go somewhere else to continue killing?"

"No, during this period of time, the accumulation of nutrients, the spirituality of the pine-patterned ancient sword is gradually becoming, and it's time to starve it. Otherwise, it will be too used to give 'big fish and meat', and it will be difficult to control it in the future." As he spoke, Zhu Peng patted the sword around his waist. The fierce sword covered with a layer of dazzling purple light made bursts of "buzzing" calls, which spontaneously produced a murderous and murderous light, which was fascinating.

Advanced magic weapon treasures can't be used casually by any person. If it is a very decent advanced magic weapon treasure, it is okay. Even if it produces autonomous consciousness, it is often gentle that does not hurt people's lives, and the evil magic soldiers are different. At this time, the magic pine pattern on Zhu Peng's waist is nothing in Zhu Peng's hand. If it falls into a In the hands of ordinary practitioners, the sword will detonate the mood, and it is inevitable that the sword-wielding person will dance the sword crazily and die.

That's still the way to die quickly, which is an extremely comfortable way to die. If the swordsman is just in time for the magic sword to thirst for blood, the magic sword will even delay the attack time independently, and then gradually affect the consciousness of the swordsman, turning it into a blood sword slave, which often makes it sad and painful for a lifetime. In the end, it will be eaten back by the magic sword and the soul god will be destroyed.

This is especially true of the "pine pattern" on Zhu Peng's waist. Zhu Peng strengthens the sword spirit, strengthens the transformation method of killing and evil thoughts, and is immersed in Zhu Peng's sword meaning for a long time. The generation consciousness of the sword itself is not only extremely evil, but also extremely cold and cruel.

"Its consciousness gradually becomes clear, and I have to be hungry. It can't be trained well. The sword can't be more fierce than the master, otherwise it will not be easy to use in the future.

Just in time, how about taking advantage of this period of time to take you to Wanjie Valley to formally propose marriage to the two elders in the family?

Gently stroking Zhong Ling's beautiful cheek and looking at the girl's cute appearance, Zhu Peng only felt that his heart was full of tenderness, which was strangely happy. The promise of decades has only been truly fulfilled today. To be honest, Zhu Peng is very affectionate to Zhong Ling.

The purple light vertical and horizontal sword gas is like electricity. Zhu Peng has never inherited any clever escape method, but the swordsman's skill of combining swords and swords can be said to be more than most of the escape methods in the world, even if it is wrapped in Zhong Ling, it can be said to be extremely fast.

"Okay, okay, don't worry so fast. There is a small town in Ningjiang in front of us. We get down there. There are still many close servants at home. I know you have prepared gifts for my parents, but I also need to buy one or two gifts for those servants, otherwise it will look too cold."

With Zhong Ling's soft voice, the purple light sword suddenly fell. At the previous moment, the cold light of the sword spirit flew with the girl. The next moment, Zhu Peng had already held the girl's hand and fell in the sword spirit storm.

"This Ningjiang town has a simple folk style. I often came here to visit when I was a child. Later, several wars in mortal countries spread here, and I begged my mother to protect me. At that time, it was really difficult to beg my mother. Fortunately, my mother finally agreed to me.

At that time, I was just reluctant to give up here and those female companions who played with me, but I didn't expect that this place gradually flourished because of the protection of my father's "Mawang God". More than a hundred years ago, it was just a very small town, but now it is the largest mortal town in thousands of miles. Zhong Ling said, and her little face more or less revealed a few wisps of confused memories. She was originally a very young appearance, but at this moment, she revealed some of the vicissitudes of ordinary old people, which was quite interesting.

"Our generation has practiced hard, and what we seek is nothing more than a long-term vision. Every wisp of memory is extremely precious and beautiful when it comes together, just like the town in front of you." Zhu Peng sighed and once again habitually strengthened his Taoism.

In this regard, he believes in the mind theory of the divine monk: "The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform. Wipe it frequently from time to time, and don't provoke dust."

Pay attention to every bit of life, and converge into strength to wash and strengthen your persistence and Taoism. It can be said that the practice of mind has penetrated into daily life.

In contrast, Hui Neng, the sixth ancestor of the Great Sage of Buddhism, said: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the first place. Where can it cause dust?"

It seems to be better in terms of poetry and reason. However, Zhu Peng doesn't understand it very well. Although this truth is vaguely similar to his concept of "empty and incompetence", Zhu Peng never asks for results in this regard. Just because understanding is understanding is understanding. If you don't understand, you don't understand. The results obtained by force are often self-understanding. On the contrary, it is prone to intellectual obstacles.

It's just that Zhu Peng just said a letter, but he saw that the little face of the girl beside him gradually collapsed. The red little mouth unconsciously pouted, expressing a "I'm very angry" appearance, but the red and pink little mouth made people have an impulse to kiss fiercely.

"Hehe, why are you angry? You can hang the teapot with your little mouth. He gently slid his finger through Zhong Ling's little nose, but was thrown into his arms by the girl and swayed.

"I warn you, this period is the time when you accompany me home. Don't open your mouth and practice as usual. My parents are not particularly well-cultivated compared with you. Don't put on the air of a big man in front of them, or I won't follow them.

Zhu Peng was covered with a weak copper and iron bone, but he was shaken by the girl in his arms, but he was helpless.

"Okay, okay. I remember to pay attention, and I won't put on airs in front of your parents, and Zhong Wanqiu and Baby Gan are not weak. Linger, you are too careful. He smiled and coaxed Zhong Ling in his arms. Although he knew that the girl just wanted to be coquettish, Zhu Peng did not break it, but doubled his love and pity for her.

Even if they no longer fly away, Zhu Peng and Zhong Ling walked very fast on the ground. However, when they walked through the boundary marker and really stepped into the area of Ningjiang Town, Zhu Peng's figure was inexplicably stiff, and then looked around in surprise, with a fishy red eyes, flashing with a terrible murder.

"Peng, what's wrong?" Zhong Ling's heart was tied to Zhu Peng. As soon as he had something strange, Zhong Ling immediately felt it.

"Nothing, I just feel that someone has arranged a large-scale formation nearby, but I don't feel the murder and threat... Maybe I felt it wrong." Shaking his head, Zhu Peng patted the little head of the girl beside him and motioned to move on.

It's not that I no longer believe in my first instinct, but that Zhu Peng is conceited that no matter what the situation is, he can take Zhong Ling to get out safely. To this day, whether Xiao Feng's rebirth can kill Zhu Peng or not have to know that there are not many masters who can threaten Zhu Peng's life and death in the whole Zulong Star Domain.

However, just before he really stepped into Ningjiang Town, Zhu Peng suddenly pulled Zhong Ling, who was about to move forward in the dense forest next to the town, and then raised his eyebrows and pulled the girl into the dense forest. He smiled and said, "Sure enough, Linger, you just told me that the folk customs of Ningjiang Town are 'simple'."

As he spoke, Zhu Peng pointed in one direction and motioned Zhong Ling to have a look.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Ling stared over doubtfully, and the next moment, a tender little face turned red.

It's just a hundred meters away from the woods where they are. A girl bent down with her hands on the trunk of the tree, raised her snow-white buttocks, and was being dried by a man in black in a faint fog.

The girl's skin is very white. From the side, the whole body curve is quite perfect. Her upper body wears a rather exquisite official brocade. Because of the relationship of leaning down, the bulging chest and slim waist are even better to see.

The two did a very fierce job, stepping on the girl's green silk skirt on the ground completely dirty, but it also showed the girl's plump and slender legs like a pair of jade pillars...

Zhong Ling only glanced at his little face and then turned completely red. He hit Zhu Peng on his side with hatred. He almost bit his teeth and said, "I'm going to die. Let your wife see this kind of thing?"

"Linger, you completely misunderstood what I mean. What's more, this Ningjiang Town is bound by an inexplicable array. Whether it is divine consciousness, visual or ear power, it has been reduced. I can barely see this distance and vision clarity, let alone you?" Zhu Peng saw that Zhong Ling was really angry and quickly explained, but he didn't expect that it was okay not to explain. The more he explained, the more angry Zhong Ling became.

"What, can you see it clearly? Yo-ya-ya, I'll kill you."

Zhong Ling's reaction made Zhu Peng kneel on the spot. Ancestors, we are all trapped in the array. You don't worry about our safety, but care if I look at that girl more?

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