Under One Person: The River Map and Luoshu

Chapter 274 High-Replica Old Heavenly Master - Du Heng

Zhang Chulan stood on the martial arts field, looking graceful and confident. He shook his warrior hair, which he thought was very handsome, and took out a cigarette and lit it.

Du Heng was stunned by this action. He turned around to look at the old Taoist priest and Mr. Tian, ​​wanting to ask, "Do I need to "stop at the right time" when beating up this pretentious guy?"

However, the two elders were also frightened and almost fainted on the spot, secretly wondering what kind of monster had been invited into their Tianshi Mansion.

Zhang Lingyu held his forehead helplessly and speechlessly, saying that he could not learn such shameless spirit. He could not solve this problem because it was too difficult!

"call!"

Zhang Chulan took a deep puff and blew out a smoke ring, staring at the figure in front of him with a burning gaze, looking at him with a disdainful look.

For a while.

He uttered a few words with smoke rings, "You're here!"

Seeing that he was pretending, Du Heng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned into a supporting actor, "Here I come!"

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm still here."

"you will die."

"I know."

"Then you can leave. I will let you go for now."

Hearing this, Du Heng was stunned. This guy was really into the role and seemed addicted to it.

He said without hesitation, "I'm giving you face, right?"

Zhang Chulan stamped out the cigarette butt, but he remained calm and composed, pretending to be serious. "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't despise the poor young people."

"Haha, you're really funny.

Du Heng sneered, then said to him while counting on his fingers, "Before the Luotian Ceremony, my baby and I helped you with special training, and you said don't bully the young because they are poor. Now a few months have passed, you have grown up, and you started to say don't bully the middle-aged. What about after that? Should you say don't bully the middle-aged because they are poor, and the old because they are poor, and finally just give up and say the dead are the greatest?"

This statement came out.

Zhang Chulan could no longer hold back and broke down on the spot, no longer showing the composure of a master. However, it was impossible for him to be soft-spoken and he had to stand firm even at the risk of his life.

"After three days of absence, I am no longer the A'mon of Wu."

During this period of time, he has been personally trained by the old master, and his strength has undergone a qualitative change. Even if there is still a gap between him and Du Heng, he will definitely lose a few teeth to him.

Du Heng waved his hands, picked his ears, and said in a very boring tone: "Chu Lan, your mouth cannon is useless to me..."

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest who was watching the fight could not bear it any longer and said, "Are you two little brats done yet? How long are you going to plot this? Hurry up!"

The words fell.

Du Heng and Zhang Chulan immediately shut up and stared at each other, trying to see something different in each other's eyes.

Followed by.

The two of them moved without further ado.

But he did not rush towards the opponent, but leaped backwards without staying in place at all.

next moment.

Several golden lines shot out from where he was standing and lashed towards the other party.

Swish!
Golden light suddenly appeared on the two of them, flowing like flames, and continuously extending towards the golden line.

"This guy actually plagiarized my moves!" Du Heng secretly complained.

But no matter how unhappy he is, he can't be vague. If he gets hit, and the fake Li Gui defeats the real Li Kui, he will lose all his face.

With a flip and swing of his wrist, the golden thread seemed to be infused with spirituality, shattering the rocks and dancing like a dragon, entangled with the golden thread that Zhang Chulan was whipping.

The handsome guy was also very pragmatic. He followed suit and controlled the golden thread to entangle in the opposite direction. For a while, the two wrestled with each other and neither was inferior to the other.

But upon closer inspection, there is still an obvious difference between the two golden threads. For example, the golden thread condensed by Zhang Chulan is slightly thicker and less solid. It is also very difficult and cumbersome to use. It does not have the easygoing and dexterous nature of Du Heng.

This reflects that Jin Guang's cultivation is not enough, and the same is true for his control. But even so, compared to Jin Guang's level a few months ago, he couldn't even transform Jin Guang and only knew how to concentrate. Now there has been a tremendous change. This qualitative leap is enough to be proud of.

This is not.

Zhang Chulan began to cock his tail and said, "Brother Heng, we live in the same dormitory. I know how sinister you are. You want to use the same tricks as you did last time with Junior Master, confusing him openly and controlling the golden light to move secretly, intending to lock his feet. I won't allow this trick." "Really?"

Du Heng smiled playfully, revealing a malicious look, "Today, as your elder brother, I will teach you another trick, that is, no matter how outstanding your skills are, it is useless if you don't have enough capital. To be satisfied, you still have to follow the principle of hard work to achieve miracles."

The words fell.

He pulled back with his big hand suddenly, breaking the golden thread that Zhang Chulan had entangled with bit by bit. Without even letting him breathe, he rushed forward.

Transformed by Qi!

A giant golden hand rose up into the sky, then slammed down, stirring up the situation of heaven and earth.

Zhang Chulan was just thinking about the ambiguity in his words, but when he saw this situation, he no longer cared about anything else and quickly went back to his old job, concentrating all the golden light in his body into one punch to resist the giant hand that was coming towards him.

boom!
Capable of both attack and defense, the collision of heavy and solid golden light was just like the force of Mars hitting the Earth, with a resounding and deafening sound.

Although the battle was huge, it was not friendly to a certain handsome guy. At the moment of contact, a tremendous force burst out like a flood. Zhang Chulan groaned, and his feet cracked the rocks, and he inevitably fell down.

In just a moment, he understood that in terms of attainment in golden light, the gap between him and Du Heng seemed to be widening. He was trying desperately to catch up, and with the guidance of the old Taoist priest, Du Heng was not idle either.

"Oh my god, who is the protagonist? And hasn't Brother Heng been hanging out with girls recently? Could it be that he has developed the ability to cultivate golden light in bed?"

He didn't have time to think, Du Heng's attack did not stop there. When he mobilized the golden light all over his body, it also meant that the gap was exposed.

The giant golden hand surged, and several golden spikes burst out and shot into the air.

"Fuck you, didn't you say you would use your strength to make miracles happen? Now you're playing dirty tricks again. You have no moral principles!"

Zhang Chulan's face turned green and he immediately pulled away, wishing he had more legs.

But Du Heng would not give up just like that. He chased after him and smashed him with golden light.

"Don't worry, I will be very measured. I will go as far as the limit of your golden light to test your ability."

aside.

Several people watching the fight.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be thinking about something and felt that the words sounded a little familiar.

It seemed that there was one time when he fought with Zhang Huaiyi in front of his master, and he used the Thunder Prisoner to strike Huaiyi half to death. Afterwards, he said something similar, explaining to his master that he struck according to the degree of Huaiyi's previous golden light.

“This little fellow has some of the style of me when I was young.” The old Taoist priest brushed his long beard and murmured with a smile.

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. Once he said it, it almost shocked Mr. Tian and Zhang Lingyu to death. Even Catherine was shocked.

As people who are connected to the heavens in the world of extraordinary people, everyone understands one thing deeply: the old Heavenly Master is not only strong now, nor was he strong in the past, but has been strong since he was young until now.

What do they hear now?
Du Heng has some of the style of his youth!
If word gets out, I’m afraid the “DNA shadow” of the older generation will be activated, and they will start cursing in their hearts: the old ones haven’t passed away yet, and the young ones are coming again. It turns out that your Tianshi Mansion is full of evil spirits, right?

At this time, Elder Tian also commented: "The gap between Chu Lan's golden light cultivation and Xiao Heng's is still too big. Although he can barely resist, it is because he concentrated the golden light into one place by trickery, and Xiao Heng had some spare strength when he attacked. Otherwise, he would collapse in a few breaths.

If Xiao Heng and Ling Yu were to be compared, their cultivation of Jin Guang might be equal, as well as their strength, but when it comes to their control over Jin Guang, usage skills, etc., Ling Yu is far behind.

Moreover, his control over the golden light is not inferior to that of Da Hu Huan Jin Rong Shan, and is even more delicate. Overall, Xiao Heng's Golden Light Mantra has achieved some success."

"Very pertinent!" The old Taoist nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingyu was shocked. He might have disagreed with Uncle Jinzhong's comments, thinking that his Golden Light cultivation was not weaker than Du Heng's. But Master's words "very pertinent" were the final word, and he did not feel the slightest disapproval.

He began to think back to the first time he fought with Du Heng. Although it was just a test at that time, he was also quite angry. He couldn't help but wonder if he was hiding most of his strength.

But now was obviously not the time to delve into it, so he turned and bowed respectfully to the two elders, saying, "Master and uncle, I will remember your teachings in my heart, and I will practice diligently in the future to catch up."

"You can't catch up!" said the old Taoist priest calmly.

"Oh, Master, you can't ruin my disciple's performance at this time, and you're even telling my fortune!" Zhang Lingyu looked embarrassed, feeling aggrieved and resentful.

The old Taoist priest warned: "As I said before, you are too straightforward and have always used the golden light in a big way, which is not suitable for you to be as delicate and casual as Xiao Heng.

I ask you to learn from him so that I can learn how to be tactful and have a clear plan for advances and retreats. I am not asking you to practice along his path. That would only put the cart before the horse and you will never catch up in your lifetime.

Just practice diligently and step by step, temper your life, and improve your golden light cultivation. When the time comes, no matter how it changes, I will break it with my own strength. "

"Disciple, please remember this!"

(End of this chapter)