Chapter 225 My grandson is designated as a ten thousand enemies

Before Yong Bowen could ask, Zhu Mingxian nodded first and said with satisfaction, "Yes, but I'm still a little alert." Obviously, she misunderstood that Yong Bowen suddenly turned over and sat up because she felt her break in.

"Come with me!" Zhu Mingxian didn't give Yong Bowen a chance to speak, so he turned around and walked out.

Yong Bowen hesitated for a moment and followed.

Zhu Mingxian walked all the way out of the house, walked out of the barren village, went up to a cliff, and stood with his hands with his back. When Yong Bowen followed, he looked at him a few times without saying a word. He flashed forward and punched in front of Yong Bowen.

The punch was fierce and fierce, and with her blow, the wind roared all over the mountain, and the trees twisted, as if the whole mountain and forest followed.

Yong Bowen was shocked, instinctively took a step back, took out the mahogany sword he had with him, wiped it with a gold charm, and used the magic sword of the king of the Ming Dynasty, and cut off Zhu Mingxian's fist.

The fists and swords intersect, silently, and the fierce momentum of breaking the magic swordsmanship disappeared without a trace. The mahogany sword actually sprouted quickly, growing fresh green leaves, and the snake-like stretched branches rolled up in the opposite direction of Yong Bowen's arm.

Yong Bowen was shocked and hurriedly let go and retreated. As soon as he didn't want to take a step back, he felt that he tripped under his feet and didn't have time to react. Countless branches and vines stretched out and tied him tightly.

The power of the broken magic sword is awe-inspiring, no strength, no magic is broken. Even if it is used with a mahogany sword, it has cut down many strong enemies, but on this day, it has been eaten twice in a row with Zhu Mingxian. The first time, it was broken by the kitchen knife. This time it was even worse, and it was broken by the fist!

Zhu Mingxian stopped his fist and grabbed the mahogany sword and throwing it to the ground. The mahogany sword fell to the ground and took root. It grew into a peach tree with a thick bowl mouth at an incredible speed, followed by flowering and fruit, growing huge peaches!

"Third aunt?" Yong Bowen was surprised and shouted out. He also has a life-saving rune hidden close to him. Once triggered, the real fire of samadhi will all turn into flying ash, but for a moment, he can't figure out Zhu Mingxian's intention, and he is not in a hurry to use this kind of emergency and desperate move.

Zhu Mingxian shook his head, took a step back, and the vines wrapped around Yong Bowen withdrew. She said in a low voice, "Use the rune killing skill of Taipingdao, don't use the broken magic sword. You are the foundation of Taoist magic, and you can't send the real power of the broken magic sword! Let's do it again!" With a drink, it was still a non-strange punch.

Yong Bowen was careful this time. Seeing that Zhu Mingxian punched out, he paid a part of his attention and observed around. Sure enough, he saw that with her punch, all the trees and grass were ready to move. Obviously, Zhu Mingxian was not a simple boxing, but a spell mixed in the fist. At present, he did not dare to be careless. He stepped on the step, cast a charm, and used his right hand to use five. Thunder palm, the left hand secretly palm wind and fire charm. As soon as Zhu Mingxian's fist was received, he immediately used the wind and fire charm. However, these two charms did not hit Zhu Mingxian, but hit the ground. The whole person immediately flew off the ground like a rocket to the sky, leaving only a hot fire stream in place, and the vines surging from all directions were sprayed by the fire. It turns into flying ash and scatters with the wind.

"Good!" Zhu Mingxian praised, took a step forward with his left foot, and heard a muffled sound. The whole cliff trembled. Within a radius of 100 meters, the grass and trees grew wildly, stretching like the tentacles of a squid and grasping Yong Bowen in the air.

Yong Bowen sacrificed the two charms of clouds and water. A thick dark cloud surged up in front of him. Immediately, he pinched the five thunder charms with his left hand and took the wind charm into the dark clouds with his right hand. Then he heard the sound of thunder and thunder was endless. The electric light flashed in the dark clouds, and the dense rain spewed out of the dark clouds. In a moment, this The top of the mountain is all caged in the wind and rain. Countless electric lights like branches and fences spread around with the rain like living snakes, covering the space around Yong Bowen, and the stretched grass, branches and vines turn into coking carbon as soon as they touch the lightning! Yong Bowen shouted, rolled down like a thunderstorm, and fought with Zhu Mingxian.

During the day, Yong Bowen was slapped on the ground by Zhu Mingxian without even finishing a sword. He really had a psychological shadow for Zhu Mingxian. He always felt that his own ability was very different from others. He shrank when he started at the beginning, and did not dare to let go of the fight. He always kept a little strength, in case If something is not good, then you have to run away. But after fighting for a while, Yong Bowen found that Zhu Mingxian's ability seemed to be nothing more than that. Although her magic of boxing could drive the grass and trees around her to form a three-dimensional attack, under the power of his protection of thunder and lightning, it could not be a threat at all. On the contrary, many of his runes were very powerful. Every time it came out, Zhu Mingxian retreated and avoided. I don't dare to confront it head-on at all! The more brave Yong Bowen was, the stronger he became. He also used all the strength he had retained. He used all his strength and pressed him step by step. He just wanted to defeat Zhu Mingxian in the next move to get out the anger of being knocked down by one move during the day. His magic of runes is amazing. At this time, he doesn't have to worry about accidentally hurting others in this wilderness. Let go of it. For a moment, the lightning flashes and thunder, the wind roars and the fire dances, sometimes the ice and frost all over the sky, and sometimes the ground shakes, and only bombarded this cliff to pieces and is about to fall.

It's just that Yong Bowen tried his best. Although Zhu Mingxian dodged left and right, if he wanted to knock her down, he was still so far away. Many spells passed Zhu Mingxian dangerously. Although the ground shook, as if it was unstoppable, they were actually doing useless work. Yong Bowen fought well and didn't notice this problem. He just thought that Zhu Mingxian's body was too slippery and he could avoid his attack. As long as he took the next move seriously and used a little strength, he would definitely knock it down.

Zhu Mingxian, who had been fighting for a long time and had been dodging left and right without expression, suddenly stopped. Yong Bowen, who had been chasing him, was overjoyed when he saw this. He only thought that the other party was old and weak. He must be tired after running for such a long time and wanted to breathe. It was a rare opportunity. The Yongda Tianshi did not know the old man, and he shouted loudly again. The left volume of the samadhi was the real fire, the right side shook the thunder, and his back was wind, rain and snow, and the rumbled like a train crossing.

I wish Mingxian a punch.

This punch was not fancy, and there was no grass and tree cooperation. It was ordinary and straight, and there was not even a little wind. It hit Yong Bowen, who was as fierce as thunderous. All the real fire and thunder were punched out with one punch, and it hit Yong Bowen's nose firmly. With a crisp sound, only a long nosebleed.

Yong Bowen fell on his back. His mouth was salty, sour and spicy. His ears were buzzing, and he seemed to have opened a water and land dojo. There were all kinds of bell fish, and many Venus and silver stars appeared in front of him. It was really lively. Lying on the ground, his whole body was weak. Only then did he know that his ability was far worse than Zhu Mingxian's. He didn't work hard at all just now, just playing with him.

Zhu Mingxian punched Yong Bowen and did not chase him. He stopped in place and looked at him silently. When he got up again, he shook his head and said, "No, no, it's still far away. Do you have this ability?"

Yong Bowen wiped away the long nosebleeds, shook out his eyes full of Venus, and said unconvincedly, "I have a lot of skills. Let's fight again!" If you put on a posture, you are going to fight again.

Zhu Mingxian said, "Bullshit! Fighting is not a child's play. If the enemy will not give you a chance to fight again, I can beat your head into a rotten watermelon with that punch just now! If you can't do it, just admit it honestly. Even if you can beat me today, what will you do? You are far from the level of a real enemy! How can it be called a ten thousand enemies?" The tens of thousands of people's enemies mentioned in the magic world are naturally not the usual description that the military strategy can match tens of thousands of people, but that is, it can really be defeated by tens of thousands of people. That is the level of land immortals. It's a piece of cake to move mountains and seas and carry stars and moon. If you don't like it, you can grab a few stars as bricks at will. Smashing is only a matter of minutes, but in modern times, the level of this spell has become weaker and weaker. In the Hundred Years' War, the strongest mage was exhausted and can move mountains and seas, which is a earth-shaking thing. However, this practice has no practical effect. It can't cause much harm to the enemy who is also a mage, and no one. I will foolishly waste my mana to do such a thankless thing.

Yong Bowen was stunned and said, "When did I say that I was a ten thousand enemies?"

Zhu Mingxian said, "Of course you didn't say that at your level, even if you are thicker than the city wall, you can't call yourself shy. That's what your grandfather said!"

"Did my grandfather say that? Why don't I know?" Yong Bowen was very unexpected! He was only a few years old when Grandpa died. Even if he was three years old, he would not be able to see that he could become an enemy in the future! Besides, if he has so much confidence in him, will Grandpa still work hard to seal the prison and help him escape and save his life?

"You were only one month old at that time, and you would giggle. You can know nothing!" Zhu Mingxian suddenly sighed sadly, "Speaking of which, I held you with my own hands in those years, but it's such a big little thing, and now it's so big that I've learned Lao Yongtou's ability to abduct good women! It's just that Yong Hansheng robbed Su Piaoxue, but in the end, there was no good result. I hope you two won't take the same path again!" He sighed a lot, and his cold expression softened.

Yong Bowen has never heard the name of Su Piaoxue, but he knows the name of his grandmother. Her surname is Liu and her name is Liu Yu'e. She is an ordinary peasant woman, not a person in the magic world. It's just that now he has a lot of doubts about what Grandpa said when he was a child, because at least, Grandpa's introduction to himself is not at all. Before I saw my grandfather again in Japan.

According to Grandpa's introduction, he was born in a scholarly family in the Qing Dynasty. His ancestors even had two Hanlin. His father, Yong Xianchen, was a tried-and-tested scholar. He believed that there were Yan Ruyu and Golden House in the book all his life. Finally, he hung up in the examination room. His father's tragic life directly affected his road of reading and fame. At the age of 14, he ran away from home to study the world. In fact, he went out to travel in the mountains and rivers. As a result, in the process of playing, he met a different person, that is, Songyan Zhenren, the head of the Tianshibei School (in fact, he was actually Songyan Zhenren from Taiping Road, but at that time, Yong Hansheng lied to his grandsons. They were all descendants of the Tianshi North School). Seeing that he had a strange skeleton and was a unique cultivation genius, he accepted him as an apprentice. From then on, he embarked on the road of practice. This cultivation lasted for decades. He neither became an immortal nor became an immortal. He just wandered around the world to be a magic stick. He usually caught ghosts and exorcises evil spirits and earned some pocket money. At the age of 60, he suddenly worked hard. **, ran to marry a wife, Liu Yu'e, and gave birth to a son named Yongrong, that is, Yong Bowen's father. Yongrong has been practicing with Yonghan since he was a child, but he is very active in marrying a wife and having children. After marriage, he will marry a wife and give birth to Yong Bowen.

But in fact, Yong Hansheng is a descendant of Taiping Taoism. He is not only the first disciple carefully cultivated by Songyan Zhenren, but also the military think tank of the Tongxin Association during the Hundred Years' War. He fought for a lifetime. He is a world-class celebrity, so he has made friends all over the world and his enemies crawled all over the ground, which is also a success. People, at least they can't get close to the magic stick that has done nothing.

In view of this, Yong Bowen was very suspicious of the authenticity of his grandfather's introduction to his grandmother, so he asked, "Who is Su Piaoxue?" Is it my grandmother?"

Zhu Mingxian said, "No, your grandmother's name is Liu Yu'e. She is not a martial arts person. She is a very good woman. If she hadn't followed the dead pervert of Yong Hansheng, she might be able to find a good family and live a safe life. When she is old, she will be full of children and grandchildren..."

Dead pervert? This name is so kind. I didn't expect that my grandfather also had this honor! Yong Bowen felt that he was really a descendant.

"Su Piaoxue is your grandfather's lover. Unfortunately, he died early. Otherwise, it may be your grandmother." Zhu Mingxian seemed to have some scruples and didn't want to say more on this point. Instead, he said, "In those years, you held a full moon wine. Your grandfather invited some old friends to talk about the past. I was one of them. Before dinner, everyone gathered in the study to chat. Speaking of your father, your grandfather sighed that your father was not born at the right time. If he was born early. In the year, he must also become a famous hero. If he was born 30 years later, he can also be a rich rich man. Now it is a pity. When others talk about it in the future, he will only say that he is the grandson of Yong Hansheng or the father of Yong Bowen, so he has always felt sorry for your father in his heart! At that time, everyone thought that he was joking, and comforted him that the world will be peaceful in the future. It will be good for everyone to live a peaceful life. The name of the world and the wealth are floating clouds, but your grandfather was very sad. He also said that we should take more care of you as a grandson in the future. After eating the full moon wine, your mother took you out to catch Zhou. You climbed on the table for a long time, with a table of calligraphy and utensils. Finally, you grabbed an electronic calculator that I don't know who put there. Everyone was a little funny. Your family also felt a little hot, but your grandfather was very happy. That was his happiest day. At that time, he laughed and said a word. She paused, as if recalling, and sighing. After a while, she said the sentence, "My grandson is determined to be a ten thousand enemies!"

********I'm the dividing line that went home this morning******

Yesterday, I went to the countryside, and the road was blocked by heavy snow. I was blocked in the countryside. I could only stay for one night and came back at noon today.

Well, there is a heavy snowstorm in Jilin, and there will definitely be snowstorms in many places.

I'm a little excited. My collection has finally climbed to 2,000. I'm full of tears. I've been writing this score for more than a year. I decided to write more tomorrow to celebrate.

Finally, thank you for your endless support. Thank you for your support.