As Zhang Ping tried the effect of the new force again, the dragon elephant Prajnaparamita really didn’t react abnormally with the new force. Zhang Ping was very happy. He tried the new force to urge the dragon elephant Prajnaparamita alone in the acupuncture point, but unfortunately he lacked the new force and lost the effect of increasing strength.
Moreover, Zhang Ping also found a new problem, that is, this new force cannot continue to practice because it is not in Dantian Root, but it is already very satisfying to be able to master the two forces together.
Then Zhang Ping took a simple rest and adjusted, so he was ready to go to the river area for a simple reason. At the beginning, the knife gas hurt Zhang Ping, the old man in black. This Oshima knew that he was the leader of a small school called undercurrent in the river area. He had visited the Iga Dojo that year, so Oshima could remember him according to Zhang Ping’s description.
According to Oshima, Zhang Ping went to the big coast to plunder and supplement sects all the year round because of the continuous undercurrent of Fusang war, but Zhang Ping may have just met all the people who returned to Fusang, so he was hurt by the other side.
Before leaving, Zhang Ping first went to a local official residence in Matsushima to get some travelling expenses, and then cleaned up and made a purple robe again before he was satisfied with his way on.
Fusang, a tiny country, from Songdao to Jiangjiang is just a day’s work for Zhang Ping.
Years of war have made the number of refugees far exceed Zhang Ping’s imagination, and Zhang Ping’s clean and tidy purple cassock and a pair of Chinese dress have made Zhang Ping a key target of refugee ronin along the way.
At this time, the political, economic and cultural center of Fusang in Jiang area advocates force, and many Fusang martial arts schools take root and develop here.
In the morning, the sunshine dispelled the wet chill brought by the sea breeze, and the whole river was covered with a golden coat.
There is a hill to the south of Jiangcheng, but it looks like a hill compared with the majestic Mount Fuji. The local people in Fusang call it a hidden mountain because the mountains are often filled with dense fog, and the living there is always looming.
Through the mountains and plains, a piece of bamboo forest bends along and passes by the stream, and bamboo buildings, large and small, are located well
Behind the bamboo building, one by one, dressed in a short suit of Fusang warriors, Fusang warriors are practicing kendo hard with bamboo swords. An old man dressed in black kneels and sits on a high place outside a small bamboo house and nods slightly appreciatively from time to time.
Just then, a mountain breeze blew and stirred up a bamboo leaf.
However, the old man in black suddenly got up, and he took Tatsu Yamashiro aside and looked at a bluestone path in the bamboo forest in the distance with a dignified expression.
At this time, a tall and steady-looking young brother quickly came over and bowed and asked, "What happened to Mr. Cheng? How did you … "
At this time, the old man in black shook his head gently before he finished, and stopped him. Then the old man in black stared at the bluestone path and said slowly, "The murderous look is fierce. It seems that there will be a big war today."
The younger brother didn’t know what murderous look was, so he could see a purple figure coming slowly from the bluestone path. The man walked slowly. Every step he took up and down was as clear and slow as a 70-year-old grandfather, but he didn’t take a step as if he were teleporting by moving out of the distance of four or five feet.
Seeing this, the old man in black will hold Tatsu Yamashiro in his hand more tightly and steadily. From his successful learning, this time the opponent is the only one who has not yet made a move, which makes him feel the edge pressure coming on the opponent, but at the same time, he also believes that his head and blood will help him step into a higher realm of martial arts after defeating this opponent.
Stay Zhang Ping walked slowly to the front of the bamboo building and other younger brothers who were practicing met Zhang Ping. One of them, a tall and handsome younger brother, should have walked up with a face of disdain and said to Zhang Ping’s fuso words, "Bastard, who let you come here?" Don’t you know that this is our hiding place? "
However, he was greeted not by Zhang Ping’s frightened expression and begging for mercy in his imagination, but by a white hand and a surprising hand. Zhang Ping’s right hand flashed across each other’s throat as if orchids were floating across, and two fingers gently brushed against each other’s Adam’s apple.
Hidden stream other brothers see stuff just came to Zhang Ping’s side, and before saying a few words, they suddenly fell arrogant and arrogant. They cried and screamed, grabbed their bamboo swords and rushed at Zhang Ping.
However, Zhang Ping is still walking slowly towards the old man in black. All the younger brothers who are close to Zhang Ping have somehow fallen to the ground and died suddenly, and their white clothes are dyed red with blood as if they were blossoming lotus flowers.
Seeing that the younger brothers lost their lives in vain and could not have any impact on Zhang Ping, the old man in black finally shouted, "You all give in and I’ll deal with him."
As the words sound just fell and these hidden brothers cried, they retreated like the tide. The old man in black made a way for the old man in black to see this and slowly pull out Tatsu Yamashiro and then jump to Zhang Ping on the other side with a flying achievement.
When Zhang Ping saw this, he no longer walked on, but smiled and clapped his hands in the same place. "Good, good old man, you still have some vision, but your vision will stop here. There will be no undercurrent in Fusang from the day."
The old man in black came to wonder who came to his Dojo to find his bad luck. Zhang Ping, dressed as a middle-earth Taoist, finally remembered it. Then the old man in black stared at his eyes and said, "It turned out that you didn’t expect to let you escape that day. Today, you dare to come to your own death. Today, I will die in your hands. All my brothers will take revenge and die."
Zhang Ping shook his head at this time. "It seems that your vision is not short-sighted, but it is no different from blindness, but sometimes knowing is also a kind of happiness. I wish you a happy life."
Then Zhang Ping’s right foot took a small step to the other side slightly, and the old man in black also pushed Tatsu Yamashiro to the right side, and an oppressive atmosphere involuntarily appeared in the two places to be continued.
Chapter one hundred and seventy Smoking is healthier
With a binge drinking, the old man in black hacked out a sharp knife, and then he flew to Zhang Pingchong with the unique samurai pace of Fusang.
At this time, I have a lot of knowledge about the world’s Xinli. Zhang Ping evaded the knife with a slight sideways face, followed by the black man Zhang Ping’s right hand with a sharp finger.
While the old man in black once again hit the knife gas to resolve, Zhang Ping has already used the power of sunflower collection and the footwork to deceive each other.
Hand-to-hand combat martial arts can be reduced to a minimum. Zhang Ping takes advantage of the situation at this time, and a big magic fist in his right hand goes straight to the opposite door.
Seeing that Zhang Ping’s fist was just fierce and overbearing, the old man in black was afraid to take it hard, so he took a side to avoid Zhang Ping’s sharp edge and then turned a long knife and recorded that the Fusang people had been chopping the waves all the year round and took Zhang Ping’s right shoulder.
Fusang samurai often practice wave cutting, which can not only improve their speed and strength, but also cultivate them to form a downstream path without knowing it.
The old man in black has obviously practiced cutting waves to a considerable level. This blow is not only fast as a meteor, but also hardly arouses a trace of wind, which is actually a great achievement in cutting waves by using saber.
However, Zhang Ping had already taken Dai Zongru’s one-step move to the old man in black before this big-volt magic fist was attacked. See Zhang Ping’s left hand and five fingers into claws, and then he grabbed Tatsu Yamashiro from the other side.