I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 453: Teaching Zhou Chuan
No matter how much they cursed, no one was too busy to settle the score with Zhang Chen. They had to get through the current disaster first.

After all, the 50,000 elite soldiers of the Jianxiaosi are not here to eat. Even though there are 100,000 demon troops here, they still can't gain an advantage against the Jianxiaosi army.

The 50,000 soldiers of the Censorate were all wearing iron armor, wrapped tightly, and had sharp blades in their hands. The demon army could only rely on their minions, and it was really difficult for them to deal with such an elite army as the Censorate.

The war is inevitable, and everyone can only fight to create a clear world and a way to survive.

But all this had nothing to do with Zhang Chen. Looking at the heavy rain outside the teahouse, Zhang Chen was bored and counting the raindrops falling outside the door.

He didn't know that the battle in Tianchi was gradually coming to an end.

As the fight between the crowd came to an end, the dragon head was unexpectedly swallowed by the gambling fox Tushan Qing. Then, this guy used some unknown method to disappear into the lake without a trace.

At this time, Zhou Chuan was in a rather miserable state, with several severe wounds on his body. His internal organs kept sticking out from the wounds, but were then stuffed back into his body by Zhou Chuan.

Behind Zhou Chuan, there were two figures, one black and one white, chasing him all the way, cursing at him in dirty voices, which made Zhou Chuan furious.

Inside the teahouse

When it was getting dark, a figure broke the calm of the rain curtain and appeared on the long street holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Zhang Chen saw the person coming, and the person coming also saw Zhang Chen.

Zhou Chuan, holding an oil-paper umbrella and carrying two packages on his back, walked all the way to the teahouse and sat opposite Zhang Chen.

"how did you find me?"

Zhang Chen looked at Zhou Chuan who was sitting opposite him, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. However, when his gaze fell on the injury on Zhou Chuan's chest, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. He saw that the wound on his chest was hideous, and with his breathing, his liver seemed to be looming.

However, Zhang Chen felt that Zhou Chuan's life force had not weakened, and he seemed to have not been affected by the injury. In his perception, he only felt that the other party's blood and qi were masculine and vigorous, like a sun. Once it erupted, it would destroy the world. Although the other party was injured, he was like a wounded lion and was extremely dangerous at this time.

His mind kept warning him that the person in front of him was extremely dangerous.

But Zhang Chen suppressed his spiritual perception, because he knew that the mental warning was just an instinct, and with the means he currently possessed, Zhou Chuan could not kill him.

Besides, he knew Zhou Chuan well enough and he knew he was not the kind of person who would kill innocent people.

So Zhang Chen sat in front of Zhou Chuan and filled his cup of tea.

"You won't die, will you?" Zhang Chen asked.

"No! It's just a little troublesome!" Zhou Chuan put the package on the ground and replied nonchalantly.

"Waiter, bring us an oven!" Zhou Chuan shouted to the outside of the door.

Although this is a teahouse, the waiter still respectfully brought the oven, put the charcoal fire in place, and then retreated with a respectful expression.

Zhou Chuan took out a piece of meat from the package. It was snow-white meat, like fat, but it was different from roasted fat. As it was roasted over charcoal fire, an inexplicable aroma spread.

Then Zhou Chuan took out a knife, cut the barbecue, and sent a piece of barbecue to Zhang Chen with the knife.

Zhang Chen lowered his head and took a bite of the barbecue, he could only feel the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth. The barbecue had a very unique aroma, that aroma seemed to linger in his internal organs for a long time.

Zhang Chen felt that the barbecue in his hand tasted a bit strange, and was somewhat different from the barbecue he had eaten before. As the barbecue entered his stomach, he felt a slight inexplicable reaction in his body, but it was instantly suppressed by the assimilation of magic power.

"This meat contains mysterious power..." Zhang Chen thought to himself.

"How does dragon meat taste?" Zhou Chuan asked.

"It's actually dragon meat?" Zhang Chen paused and stopped gnawing at the meat. He stared at the meat in his hand for a moment, then looked away from the meat and looked at Zhou Chuan: "I have a question. Zhang Shicheng was a human before. Is he still a human after he turned into a dragon? Are we eating human flesh now?"

Zhou Chuan's mouth twitched, and he cursed with a stinky face: "Spoil the fun! Do you want to eat or not? If not, put it down!"

Zhang Chen chuckled, then lowered his head and ate heartily. Even if Zhang Shicheng was a human, couldn't he eat? What was the difference between the Pingbian Palace's actions towards him and eating meat and drinking blood?
After a satisfying meal, Zhang Chen's eyes would occasionally fall on Zhou Chuan's abdomen. Seeing his internal organs constantly popping out and then being casually pressed back by the other party, he felt frightened and his scalp numbed.

Then Zhou Chuan removed the charcoal fire and opened the package beside him. Inside, there were meats of various colors shining with strange luster.

Zhou Chuan said proudly: "Dragon liver! Dragon heart! I took them all and left a part for you. These things are very tonic. Eating them can help people cleanse their hair, marrow, tendons and bones." As he spoke, Zhou Chuan picked up a knife and began to cut the internal organs into two parts, one was wrapped up and left for Zhang Chen, and the other was kept for himself.

Then Zhou Chuan opened another package, and inside were two dragon horns. Of course, these two dragon horns were just part of one dragon horn.

The two dragon horns are two meters long, as white as mutton-fat jade, and have innate textures flowing inside.

"There are too many people fighting for the dragon horns. I have already used all my strength to grab two dragon horns. Whether it is forging weapons or grinding and swallowing to transform oneself, this dragon horn is a supreme divine object. As for the dragon ball... I am too slow and can't catch up at all!" Zhou Chuan muttered as he handed one of the dragon horns to Zhang Chen: "Here you go!"

"This item is too valuable. I can't accept it!" Zhang Chen subconsciously refused.

"Why should we be polite to each other?" Zhou Chuan said, "Unless you don't consider me as your brother."

Zhang Chen looked at Zhou Chuan's weathered face and thought about his age. He was old enough to be his grandfather. What a brother.

Since Zhou Chuan said so, Zhang Chen naturally had no reason to refuse. Then he saw him holding the dragon horn in his hand. The dragon horn was very thick, as thick as an adult's waist. Holding it in his hand was like holding a piece of jade.

“That’s right!” Zhou Chuan saw Zhang Chen accept the dragon horn and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Zhang Chen directly opened the Bashen Space and swallowed all the objects. Zhou Chuan on the opposite side was stunned: "This magical power is great. In the future, I can travel around the world easily!"

"It can only hold mysterious things." Zhang Chen shook his head. He didn't think this skill was very convenient.

"You came at the right time today. I have a secret formula to teach you." Zhang Chen said.

"What's the mantra?" Zhou Chuan became interested.

"The subsequent mantras of martial arts include methods for measuring and opening 1,226 acupoints, as well as the subsequent methods of the Dharmakaya Golden Body, which can teach you how to cultivate an indestructible golden body. This is the subsequent practice method of martial arts, and I have the opportunity to teach it to you today." Zhang Chen said.

Zhou Chuan was horrified when he heard that. The Qi in his body fluctuated violently and the desk in front of him turned into powder. However, he restrained the Qi in an instant, otherwise the whole building would have turned into ashes.

"Are you serious? You are not kidding me? The future of martial arts has been cut off long ago, so where is the follow-up technique?" Zhou Chuan widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Chen with burning gaze.

Zhang Chen smiled upon hearing this, and began to explain a martial arts practice he had learned. Zhou Chuan listened carefully, not wanting to miss a single word. Zhang Chen spoke for two hours, while controlling the water flow in the air to interpret a series of martial arts scrolls. After he finished his narration, he boiled a pot of tea and slowly drank it.

At this time, Zhou Chuan closed his eyes tightly, and the acupoints all over his body kept vibrating, emitting rice-sized spots of light, like bright stars, with mysterious power contained in them.

Even Zhou Chuan's skin was gradually stained with a layer of golden color. The originally cracked wound was healed in a moment with the flesh and blood squirming wildly.

After two hours, Zhou Chuan's Qi converged and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were pure and flawless, like a baby's eyes.

Zhang Chen noticed the difference in Zhou Chuan in front of him. If before, someone could feel the sensational power contained in Zhou Chuan's body when approaching him, but now all traces of power in Zhou Chuan's body disappeared without a trace, and he just sat there like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Zhou Chuan looked at Zhang Chen, his lips moved, and after a long while he let out a sigh: "I took the wrong path before."

"Hmm?" Zhang Chen stretched out his nasal sound.

"But fortunately, it was corrected." Zhou Chuan said this, picked up the tea and took a sip: "This time I owe you a big favor. Even if I give you my life, I can't repay the kindness of teaching you the Dharma."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Chen to react, Zhou Chuan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Chen, his forehead hitting the floor so hard that it made continuous noises.

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing?" Seeing this, Zhang Chen hurriedly helped Zhou Chuan up.

"This is the grace of passing on the Dharma. Even if I have to cut off my head for you, it is also what I should do. I respect not only your selfless heart, but also the righteous Dharma you impart. I, Zhou Chuan, am lucky to see the righteous Dharma in this life and to see the light from the dead end of the martial arts. I will die without regrets!" There was a hint of tears in Zhou Chuan's voice.

Zhang Chen was speechless after hearing this. When he was about to help Zhou Chuan up, he suddenly stopped. The next moment, he and Zhou Chuan looked out the window together, and saw two figures, one black and one white, appearing in the heavy rain outside the window. They were standing on the street and watching the two men's actions through the window.

The eyes of the two figures, one in black and one in white, were filled with astonishment and confusion. They didn't know why Zhou Chuan, the number one in martial arts, would have to kneel down one day.

"They seem to have bad intentions." Zhang Chen asked.

Zhou Chuan got up, his eyes showing a serious look: "The two elders of the Gong family, Black and White, control the ninth level of strange wind. One of them can blow away people's souls, and the other can make people lose their minds. These two are one of the pillars of the Gong family, and have been hunting me for more than two years."

(End of this chapter)