Chapter 6: Picking leaves hurts people

"How could I not understand?" Chen Fan sneered in his heart.

The Zhenwu Immortal Sect is also known as the number one fighting sect in the world of immortality!

From the most basic body refining techniques to sword immortal killing methods, everything is covered and mastered. As the top master of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect, what kind of physical fighting technique has he not seen before? In his eyes, the boxing woman's boxing skills were as immature as those of a three-year-old child.

Even the 'Zhenwu Thirty-six Styles of Sanshou' practiced by the lowest level disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect are countless times more sophisticated than this woman's boxing skills.

That is a physical fighting method that can only be practiced by the slaves and low-level disciples of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. Real immortal cultivators have long abandoned such primitive fighting techniques.

However, Chen Fan didn't want to argue with her, nor did he want to reveal his identity as an immortal cultivator, so he apologized neatly:

"I really can't understand. I shook my head before because of other things. I'm sorry."

"If you don't understand, don't shake it..." The woman continued, but the old man in Tang suit next to her suddenly shouted: "Ziqing, come back, I apologized."

"Okay, Grandpa."

The woman named Ziqing turned around and answered, then glared at Chen Fan fiercely with her beautiful eyes, then turned and walked back to the old man.

Chen Fan shook his head, this was really a disaster coming from the sky.

He looked at the old man in Tang suit again and found that he also had internal power, and was much more powerful than the ponytailed woman.

In terms of pure quantity, the old man in Tang suit is probably in the middle stage of foundation building, which is higher than the current Chen Fan. And 'Ziqing' has just started, and has not even reached the early stage of foundation building.

Of course, immortal cultivators and warriors cannot be compared simply like this.

The quantity may not be much different, but the quality is vastly different. Just like the difference between a piece of tofu and a steel knife, no matter how big or big the tofu is, it will be split in half with one knife.

Like the old man in Tang suit, Chen Fan could hit ten with one hand.

After figuring it out, his curiosity was almost gone and he didn't watch Ziqing continue to box. Instead, he found a willow tree not far away, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice by himself.

He quickly entered a state of cultivation, and with the operation of the 'Void Body Refining Technique', a vacuum period appeared around him.

Chen Fan's strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of the old man in Tang suit and Ziqing. Everyone came to exercise in the morning, how could anyone come and sit under the willow tree to sleep?

"Huh?"

After watching for a while, the old man in Tang suit suddenly let out a surprised sound.

"What's wrong, grandpa?" Ziqing asked strangely.

"Look carefully at him. What's different about him?" A serious look gradually appeared on the face of the old man in Tang suit.

"What's different?" Ziqing frowned and continued to look at it. Is there any difference?

"Pay attention to his breathing." The old man in Tang suit reminded.

After hearing this, Ziqing realized that the chest of this hateful child who had interrupted his practice just now would swell high with every breath, and then slowly sink back, making his whole body look like a blower. There are even two lines of faint white air blowing out from the nostrils, expanding and contracting erratically with the breathing, like two naughty little snakes. You can't detect it unless you look carefully.

"What is this?" Ziqing frowned slightly.

"This is a very profound internal cultivation method. It is said that only martial arts masters from certain ancient sects can do it. This kind of breathing requires extremely strong heart strength. Inhaling a breath can hold it in the water for a long time. Time." The old man in Tang suit said word by word. "I didn't expect that I would be able to meet such an expert in my lifetime, and he would be so young. It's incredible."

"Huh." The ponytailed woman was unconvinced and snorted coldly: "Isn't it just that I'm breathing harder? What's the big deal? Grandpa, you think too highly of him."

"You, you. You are too ignorant." The old man in Tang suit shook his head lovingly. "Such an expert can't do it even after decades of practice. I've only heard of it in rumors, never seen it in person. Faced with someone like you, you don't even need to move your hands, just exhale. Just kill people."

"So powerful?" A trace of doubt flashed in Ziqing's eyes.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something. "Wait a minute, since he is an expert. So when he shook his head at me just now, it wasn't because he didn't understand, but because he didn't like my boxing skills?"

"Okay, grandpa, you praise him so much that I will give him a try later." Ziqing suddenly realized, and felt an unknown anger raging in his heart.

"Hey!" Looking at his granddaughter who was eager to try, the old man in Tang suit could only sigh helplessly.

But he wasn't going to stop anything. Although the young man in front of him may be an expert, he has been through swords, mountains and fires all his life, and he is not afraid of it on land that has been cultivated for a long time, not to mention it is just a normal sparring.

They didn't wait long. About half an hour later, they saw the young man sitting under the willow tree open his mouth and exhale a breath of white air. This white air shot out for several meters like a horse, leaving a trail in the air, which was longer than yesterday. for a short while.

"He is indeed an expert." The old man in Tang suit condensed his eyes.

"It's okay. Brother Qi is here. No matter how high you are, you can still be higher than a gun. In modern society, there are no martial arts masters who are not afraid of guns."

Ziqing was a master of arts and bold. Although he was surprised, he was not afraid.

Unlike her grandfather, she has been sought after by everyone since she was a child. In addition, she has a superior family background and has never been exposed to real martial arts masters. Naturally, she has the courage of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

The capable young man leaning on the off-road vehicle also noticed what was going on here and came over early. He had a stern face and put one hand on the back of his waist, as if he could take out something at any time.

Chen Fan finished his work and stood up, feeling a little dissatisfied.

Although the cultivation progress in this treasure land is faster than that in other places, it is still far behind the direct absorption of spiritual energy from the medicine yesterday.

He turned his head and was shocked to find that neither the ponytail woman nor the old man in Tang suit left, but stood nearby and looked at him.

Seeing him waking up, the old man in Tang suit smiled and stepped forward, clasping his fists and saying, "I didn't know that my little brother is also a fellow martial artist. I'm Mr. Wei, may I ask where my little brother is from? Where did he learn from him?"

"Fu Wei?"

I seem to have heard this name somewhere?

Chen Fan didn't care either. All the people he had seen in his previous life for five hundred years were gone. How could he remember them all clearly?

Seeing the postures of the grandfather and grandson, they probably misunderstood something when they noticed the vision he had while practicing.

Chen Fan shook his head lightly and said: "I am not a martial arts practitioner. If you insist on saying so, I can barely be considered a Taoist."

Immortal cultivators are not allowed to speak, and even if they are spoken, they will not understand.

The people on earth who are most similar to immortal cultivators are the alchemists, Taoist priests, and heavenly masters in ancient Taoist legends. Aren't they just Taoists?

"A cultivator? From the Taoist sect?" The old man in Tang suit was confused. There are also warriors in the Taoist sect?

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense with him. Let me try him first." Ziqing looked at Chen Fan coldly and said, "I asked you why you shook your head just now, and you said you couldn't understand. Are you lying to me? Okay, Come and try your hand if you have the ability."

"Is this the rhythm of a duel?"

Chen Fan felt very fresh. After many years, no one dared to challenge Zhenwu Immortal Sect's "Beixuan Immortal" head-on, let alone a pretty and pretty girl.

"Should I satisfy you? Or should I satisfy you!"

But bullying a little girl always feels like losing the face of his majestic Beixuan Immortal.

Facing this heroic pony-tailed girl, Chen Fan spread his hands and said, "I'm just a Taoist who knows how to practice Qi. I don't know anything about dancing with a gun, wielding a stick, or fighting and killing. You misunderstood."

"Hmph, you just looked disdainful when you saw me boxing, and now you are pretending to be stupid and innocent, do you think I am a three-year-old child?" The woman in the white training shirt snorted, not believing it at all.

"My little friend, it's okay to give her a hand and spar. Although my granddaughter is not good at martial arts and has not yet developed her inner strength, her family's boxing skills are quite good. You can just give her some pointers." The old man in Tang suit also advised her. .

Although he said this, he was still a little surprised in his heart.

After giving his name, the young man didn't seem to have heard anything about it. Although he was a little disappointed, he also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had met countless people who treated him with respect after recognizing his identity.

"Why."

Chen Fan shook his head. Seeing Ziqing, who had already put on a posture and a pretty face, he knew that it would be impossible not to show his hands.

He picked a leaf from the wicker beside him, gathered his true energy, and flicked it with his fingers.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow shot out instantly, as fast as lightning, across the woman's cheek, and finally hit the willow tree more than ten meters away.

"Boom!" The sound was like the sound of bullets shooting into wood. The thick willow tree shook violently, as if it had been hit hard by someone, and the leaves fell like rain.

"careful!"

The moment the shadow of the old man in Tang suit came out, his expression changed drastically and he blurted out, but before he finished speaking, he realized that it was already too late.

"Is this?" Ziqing was shocked. Her long hair on the right side was broken at the root, and her crystal earrings also fell off.

She touched her cheek and found a trace of blood. Turning his head, he saw a willow leaf nailed to the willow tree behind him. This willow leaf was like a piece of iron that penetrated into the wood.

"Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people?"

The old man in Tang suit felt his heart in his throat, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his granddaughter was fine.

He smiled bitterly and said: "I never thought that I would be able to see such martial arts in my lifetime. It is really amazing. Not to mention my granddaughter, even if I stepped forward, I would not be able to hit her like a little friend."

After speaking, he solemnly clasped his fists and bowed: "It turns out that it's the grandmaster and I who are in front of me."

The old man in Tang suit was completely shocked. He thought he had overestimated Chen Fan before, but he didn't expect that this young man turned out to be an unborn martial arts master.

Perhaps he was the only one of the four people present who knew what Chen Fan's move meant. There are only a handful of people who can achieve the level of Chen Fan, who is already a top-notch Grandmaster in the martial arts world. Looking at China, there are only a handful of them.

Ziqing didn't care about the injury on her face. She ran to the willow tree, picked off the willow leaf inserted into the tree, and looked at Chen Fan in disbelief:

"You just used this soft leaf to cut off my hair and earrings, and then nailed them into this willow tree. How is this possible?"

Even the tough man on the side who was about to draw a gun was stunned on the spot.

He had been following the leader for many years, and when he saw this kind of martial arts for the first time, he couldn't help but be stunned. If you meet an enemy like Chen Fan, wouldn't it be possible to kill someone with just a leaf or card, and so fast that you can't even take out your gun?

terrible!

He broke out in a cold sweat.