Chapter 486 Skin Restrictions

  The so-called God’s favor, sometimes God takes the time to take a look at you, and thinks you’re okay, so he lets you stand on the cusp of turning into a rook and flying.

  Of course, sometimes God's choice is also your own choice.

  At least before Ke Xiaoliang chose Ulei, if Ulei had the slightest bit of bad intentions, or even half of it was not frank, his fate would be completely different.

  Ke Xiaoliang changed Ulay's fate.

   It's the little things.

  At this moment, he and Yang Zhenzhen continue to travel around the rivers and lakes, walking, coming, and leaving traces.

  Because Xiao Nu has existed for too long, even if Xiao Nu still has a huge influence on today's martial arts, few people can connect Ke Xiaoliang with Xiao Nu in the first place.

   At most, some people think he looks familiar.

   Corresponding to Ke Xiaoliang who came over.

  In this river and lake, many so-called 'senior masters' suddenly appeared.

  These predecessors are both good and evil.

   Their behavior is also particularly weird.

   At this time, in Lianhua Mountain, an old-fashioned battle caused by secret books of unique skills is unfolding.

  Lianhua Mountain is majestic and magnificent. Overlooking from a high place, there are layers of peaks and seas of stones, which look like lotus flowers in full bloom.

  Go deep into the mountains, but you should know that it is quiet and desolate, and the vegetation is overgrown among the mountains and forests, densely covering the sky.

  Although it is only the beginning of spring, there is already some artistic conception of mountains and forests in this mountain forest.

  Suddenly, I heard a long laughter that shook the mountains and forests suddenly at the end of the tunnel-like valley.

  Laughter sounds like the bells of ancient temples and the sound of ships on the sea.

  Aroused several people in the valley to pay attention to each other, and those who were originally confronting each other also parted their minds to look aside.

   Taoist Yunxue jumped up from the mountains and forests, stepped on the clouds, and stepped between the pines.

   From a distance, they saw four short, boy-like men, carrying a large golden-roofed sedan chair on their shoulders, coming on the wind. In an instant, the four people carrying their proud son had already broken into the belly of the valley.

  The disciple who was guarding the entrance of the canyon didn't respond at all.

  If the person in the sedan chair hadn't been extra arrogant, and spontaneously laughed out loud as a warning, the few people present might not have noticed that someone was approaching again.

  The wind moved the clouds, stirring the black gauze on the sedan chair.

  Behind the black gauze, sitting in the sedan chair was an old man who seemed to be somewhat disabled.

  The old man's appearance is very strange, with a white beard over his chest, and a black robe, only two thick black eyebrows, rising against the trend, showing a bit domineering.

  Holding a straight crutch, one end of the crutch is in the shape of a multi-faceted diamond, but it is like a hammer head.

  The crutches opened the door curtain, and said to everyone present: "The three masters of Lianshan deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors. There is no result after three years of fighting for a martial arts secret book. Today, the old man is here to solve your troubles."

The old man shouted out the identities of the three present, but the three did not know the identity of the old man, so Taoist Yunxue asked: "Who are you under? The four ghosts of Youshan are the bearers. These four people and one mother are compatriots." , and strangely shaped, the Phantom Magic Art penetrates the Four Elephant Boy Art, and the four of them are a grand master who penetrates several paths, and they can't get cheap if they fight against them."

   Master Yunxue's words seemed to be asking about the identity of the old man.

  But it is also reminding my two classmates that the visitor is not kind. At this time, let go of your prejudices and work together to deal with it.

But I heard the old man say: "Old man Su Wenhai, when he became famous, it was as early as a thousand years ago. After a thousand years of drowsiness, he just woke up today. Seeing that these four people still have some skills, barely enough to be an errand runner, so they leave Returning to the sect. Today I came to look for the three of you because of the intermittent magical skills in your hands."

  As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three present changed slightly.

  Although it had been expected, it was only now that it was fully understood.

  The atmosphere couldn't help becoming more tense.

But I heard Su Wenhai continue to say: "My skill is rare in the world. Only because I made a mistake in my early practice, went astray, and learned that terrible crippled foot, so that my feet are half crippled. Now I heard that your sect There is intermittent divine skill from Xiao Nu, and I am here to borrow it."

This sentence came straight to the point, without any cover-up at all. Taoist Xuanqi, Taoist Yunxue’s senior brother, changed his face and said coldly: "The Intermittent Magic Art is my unique skill. We have waited for many years and have not decided who will be in charge. You, an outsider, dare to participate in this skill?"

But Su Wenhai laughed loudly and said: "Although intermittent magical power is a rare treasure in martial arts, I, Su Wenhai, don't bother to **** it, it's just that there may be something in it that I can use, so I specially come to use it. If you lend me an hour to watch, how about I send you a fortune?"

Before Taoist Xuanqi could answer, Taoist Yunxue said first: "The Intermittent Divine Art is my sect's unique skill, and it must be learned by the sect master. Senior may have great magical skills, but we have no intention of learning other sect's martial art, let alone learn it." What's more, the martial arts inherited by my sect are profound and unpredictable... My three brothers and sisters have been practicing for many years, but they have never seen the whole picture, how can there be any reason to look around?"

   Taoist Yunxue's voice has not yet finished.

  The person in the sedan chair has lost all patience.

  If it weren't for the human design, he might have just typed it up, why would he talk so much nonsense.

  After setting up some domineering but still 'negotiable' people, Su Wenhai noticed that the restriction of prohibiting shots had disappeared.

   Naturally, there is no more nonsense.

   With a flick of the long stick in his hand, it was like a heavy hammer, and it hit Taoist Yunxue first.

   Taoist Yunxue turned his hand and drew the long sword on his back, and hastily resisted.

  But he didn't expect this move to be swift and fierce.

   There was no surge of true energy, and the hammer on the head of the staff was smashed with brute force.

   Taoist Yunxue went forward with a sword, but was smashed back dozens of steps, his true energy was surging, and blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

   Taoist Xuanqi at the side saw this, he didn't dare to be negligent, he also drew his long sword, and went forward with his senior brother.

  But he saw a burst of true energy flying out of the sedan chair, and tied the long stick.

   It turned out to be manipulating the long stick from the air, as if manipulating a magic weapon, cast the crazy magic wand technique, and slammed at the Taoist.

  The aftermath of the strength passes by, forming a huge wind pressure.

   Actually lowered all the giant trees between the mountains and forests.

   Behind the whistling sound is an inestimable strength.

   "Where did the old monster come from!" Taoist Yunxue and Taoist Xuanqi thought at the same time.

   Although the two of them are not among the best in the world, they are still top-notch.

   Now they are joining forces to fight against the enemy, but they are far inferior to a casual blow of a crippled old man.

  The old man is already so difficult to deal with just by shooting from the air.

   What if you make a direct shot?

  They didn't know it, the difficult old monster they identified in their hearts.

   Now there are difficulties.

  Buy skins for a while, fill in loopholes, crematorium.

  Su Wenhai, an old man with a disability, was a broken master who was both good and evil more than a thousand years ago and had the air of a master.

   The skin purchase price is three million.

   It's not the lowest...but it's by no means high either.

  Once possessed, although all of Su Wenhai's strength belongs to the buyer, the backlash and feedback also belong to the buyer.

  For example, due to strays in the early years of practice, the legs were disabled. Before practicing the exercises, he was a **** with inconvenient legs.

  For example...Although he acts decisively and domineeringly, he never stabs others in the back and never goes to war without declaring it.

   This even led to the fact that when fighting with Yunxue and Yunxue, they should not use their unique moves at the beginning. They need to use ordinary means to hone their skills.

  All kinds of restrictions not only make skin purchasers feel the strength of broken-level warriors, but also make people feel aggrieved by enough constraints.

   At the same time, I regret not spending more plot points to buy better skins.

  (end of this chapter)