The Road to Slaying God

Understanding martial arts from the inscriptions in the pagoda is a completely inexplicable feeling.

Zhang Yang still knew some Burmese characters because of the memory of countless elite thoughts in his head. However, Xiao Lizi didn't know a single word. However, both of them felt a surge of energy and blood at the same time. Those words seemed to have turned into countless words. meridians...

Unfortunately, Aze and Liu Biao did not respond at all. In their eyes, these inscriptions were nothing but stones.

Compared with Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi, Aze and Liu Biao are much less talented.

Zhang Yang's talent is already extraordinary, and he has a strong thinking and memory, but Xiao Lizi can comprehend the realm of the strong without anyone's guidance, which is even worse than Zhang Yang.

Aze's martial arts skills stemmed more from his diligence and General Stammer's guidance.

And Liu Biao benefited from the secrets provided by the little monk. Without the super intelligent program of the little monk, it would be really difficult for a dead wood like Liu Biao to become a talent. However, what makes Liu Biao depressed is that he has not contacted the little monk for a long time, and the little monk seems to have disappeared.

Of course, no one knows what the little monk is doing. For the sake of the big man in golden armor and the long-haired middle-aged man, the little monk is planning an earth-shattering event. Therefore, he is very busy, very busy, and has no time to chat. Too busy to play backgammon...

In fact, this is also the main reason why Liu Biao has been constantly challenging and seeking progress recently. Without the little monk's timely guidance and providing training methods at each stage, Liu Biao's martial arts has come to a standstill, and he keeps challenging his own martial arts. For powerful people, or people whose martial arts skills are not much worse than his own, to make progress has become Liu Biao's only way now.

The little monk is just a program, but he is a super program. He can tailor martial arts for Liu Biao through Liu Biao's feedback. It must be said that the little monk has the power to turn decay into magic.

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Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi's sharp eyes kept patrolling the inscription.

In fact, the two of them were not reading the scriptures at all. The content in the scriptures was indeed the Tripitaka, but it was carved very cleverly, with an invisible curve pattern. Their bodies moved in the pagoda. Getting faster and faster...

Zhang Yang thought of the crystal human body statue in "The Immortal Road" in the underground cave. The crystal human body statue also needed speed and continuity, and the rules in this book were similar to that of the stone statue.

Half an hour later, the two of them stopped almost at the same time. However, the sharp-eyed Aze could still see that Zhang Yang was a hair faster than Xiao Lizi. Although it was only a hair's breadth, when he reached the level of a strong man, there was a huge difference. The distance is simply unimaginable...

"How about it?"

"remember!"

"Study carefully when you're free."

Xiao Lizi and Zhang Yang looked at each other and smiled. This time they had gained quite a lot. The inscriptions in the tower forest concealed many secrets.

The two of them did not indulge in this book. After all, there were more important things to deal with. Moreover, both of them had extremely strong memories. It was very easy to remember the rules. Although the number was huge, most of them were Much the same, just like the spar portraits. Although there are so many portraits, they are actually just one action. As long as you figure out the rules, you don't need to remember every inscription.

After the few people wandered all the way in Tallinn, they hit the road again. There was still a lot of scenery along the way. Seeing that it was going to be dark in two hours, the four of them naturally didn't want to miss it.

Of course, Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi also subconsciously wanted to see another magical inscription like Talin.

Mandalay Mountain is not high, but it is located beside the bustling urban area, so the mountain has become a bit prosperous.

The four of them climbed up the stairs. Under the golden light of the setting sun, the famous Irrawaddy River, the mother river of Myanmar, appeared from the horizon. The river meandered around Mandalay Mountain and flowed towards the vast fertile plains, full of poetry and painting.

There are 1,700 steps going up the hillside from the foot of the mountain, and there are eight temples along the way.

The red sunshine slowly sets in front of Mandalay Mountain. The spire on the top of the mountain and the tower corridor that stretches down look like a unique paper-cut shape under the slanting sunset.

Unfortunately, nothing of value was seen in the temples along the way.

Along the way to the top of the mountain is a Hindu temple, surrounded by square pillars. The pillars are inlaid with glass to form prismatic patterns. The pillars are connected by brackets and connected by corridors. They are dazzling and crystal clear in the golden sunlight. , many local Burmese people worship devoutly in front of the golden-ringed cobra, a Hindu sacred object. From time to time, they put folded Burmese coins on the snake's head. I wonder if they are praying for wealth or peace?

The four of them walked around the Hindu temple and then descended from the back mountain, because intelligence showed that Zhang Jixiang should have built a place of practice in the back mountain.

At this time, the light has dimmed, the sky has become hazy, and the golden sunlight has turned into blood red in a very short period of time. It is really like the setting sun like blood...

"***, this guy knows how to choose a place to annihilate the Han." Liu Biao cursed all the way. There are no stone steps on the back mountain, so walking is much more strenuous. Moreover, the woods are illuminated by the blood-like sunset, making them look extremely dark. The silence was eerie.

"It is indeed a good place, a place of tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle. It seems that Zhang Jixiang has some ability to settle down in this place. Among the temples just now, there were several masters who were infinitely close to the powerful living in seclusion in them. The mountain can also be regarded as a place where dragons and tigers are hidden..." Zhang Yang said.

"Infinitely close to the strong?" Liu Biao's leopard eyes suddenly lit up, and the war all over his body suddenly started to burn. Now Liu Biao wished that someone could fight with him every day.

"Don't make up your mind. They are all hundreds of years old and can't stand your troubles."

"Ah...oh..."

Liu Biao looked disappointed. It took him a year to enter the realm of being infinitely close to the strong. Naturally, he didn't know that even if he was infinitely close to the realm of the strong, it would take a lifetime for some ordinary masters. , if a master who is infinitely close to the strong is so easy to produce, masters who enter the realm of the strong will not be so rare.

When martial arts reaches the realm of the strong, age loses its restraint on martial arts, and when it comes to being infinitely close to the strong, age becomes a problem. There is simply no comparison between an old man who is infinitely close to the strong and a prime man who is infinitely close to the strong. The physical strength of young adults is definitely an advantage.

Suddenly, the four of them stopped at the same time.

Under the last trace of the bloody setting sun, the four of them saw a wooden house at the same time. The wooden house looked extremely peaceful under the glow of the sunset. A curl of green smoke floated from the roof, like a paradise.

The four of them looked at each other. It was hard to imagine that a notorious Han fighter would live in such a place.

This wooden house is in the woods. There is a flat land of about 200 square meters in front, interspersed with some exotic flowers and plants. On the edge of the lawn, there is an ancient copper bell, which is hung on a giant tree. under.

The birds that are about to return to the forest fly above the lawn and make a clear and sweet chirping sound.

Everything is filled with incredible tranquility.

"Why does a Han Jian live in this place?" Looking at the beautiful scenery like in a painting, Zhang Yang sighed deeply. It can be imagined that this place will be razed to the ground immediately.

"Han Jian is also a human being."

Aze said something philosophical and indifferent, which made Liu Biao stunned for a moment.

The four of them sighed and walked slowly towards the wooden house that was smoking...

Coming down from the hillside, it was obvious that this place had been in business for some years. The ground was paved with bluestone slabs, some of the flowers were old, and the color of the wooden house was also blue-black.

This is an old-fashioned building built according to Chinese customs. There is a main room in the middle, with bedrooms on both sides. The kitchen seems to be set behind the main room, connected to the entire building, but separate.

The main room was open and no one was there.

The four people walked in. There was an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the hall. On the Eight Immortals table was a sculpture of Guan Erye. The sculpture of Guan Erye was very exquisite, with a red face, a long beard, and a sharp green dragon sword. Lifelike.

There is an incense burner in front of Guan Erye. There are several burning incense sticks in the incense burner. The room is filled with a refreshing sandalwood fragrance.

In the center of the main room, there is a small bamboo table with four pairs of empty bowls and chopsticks, a plate of leeks, a plate of peanuts, a plate of tofu, and a small plate of pickled vegetables.

There is also a casserole on the ground. It is a very primitive casserole. The casserole is covered, and it should be cooked rice.

Apparently dinner is being prepared here.

"Hey, there's food to eat."

Liu Biao was overjoyed. He strode to the chair, picked up a pair of bowls and chopsticks, opened the casserole, filled a bowl of rice with chopsticks, and started eating. Zhang Yang, Aze, and Xiao Lizi were stunned for a moment.

"Boss, we are here to kill, not to eat!" Xiao Lizi was a little annoyed. He was planning to pretend to be a peerless master and appear in front of the big man, but he knew that Liu Biao would immediately kill him. Destroyed, is there a master like Liu Biao? Obviously, no!

"Eating is a big deal, you have to eat even if you kill people, right?" Liu Biao felt very good about the plate of tofu and poured the whole plate into his own bowl.

Watching Liu Biao devouring his food, Xiao Lizi and Aze couldn't help but feel their stomachs growling. Only Zhang Yang did not move. He always stood by the door, looking at a closed door on the right side of the main room.

There was someone inside the door.

Coming down the hillside, Zhang Yang felt that his aura was locked, as if a ferocious beast was watching his every move.

Clearly, this is a master!

A super master.

This master's martial arts has far surpassed that of Xiao Lizi, because Xiao Lizi has not noticed the other party until now...

"What are you doing?"

While Liu Biao was feasting, a young man in his twenties, wearing a green robe and a crew cut, strode out with a plate of dishes. When he saw Liu Biao actually entrenched himself, He ate wildly on the table and suddenly said angrily.

"Are you blind?" Liu Biao stood up and went to load the rice again. This bowl was too small, and it was impossible to be full without eating ten or eight bowls.

"Be bold!"

The young man's angry face suddenly changed color, his eyebrows were raised, and he was actually quite majestic. His whole person looked majestic. Obviously, although this young man was just a cook, his social status was not low, otherwise, he would not He will have this kind of majesty that ordinary people don't have.

"Bang!"

"Fuck, Uncle Biao, I eat your food to give you face! Believe it or not, I will burn this shabby house with a fire!"

Liu Biao slammed the bowl in his hand on the ground, making him look like a bandit. Only Liu Biao had this kind of logical thinking.

"you dare!"

The young man took a step forward with a furious look on his face.

The atmosphere in the room was on the verge of breaking out, and a murderous intent filled the air. However, although the two of them were at war with each other, neither of them made a move first, as if they were waiting for something.

"Gah..."

Just when the atmosphere was brewing to its peak, the door on the right finally opened. The wooden door made a harsh friction sound when it was opened, which made people feel like they were traveling back in time to ancient times.

The door opens.

A tall and thin old man came out. The old man was tall. Although he was thin, his frame was very strong and not thin.

The old man has a long beard and eyebrows, but his beard and eyebrows are dark and thick, and his face looks fierce.

When the old man walked out of the room, a powerful momentum surged out. Aze and Xiao Lizi couldn't help but take a step back, and Liu Biao almost fell down.

The only one who didn't move was Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang's body was like a rock, motionless.

The old man's eyes flashed across Zhang Yang's body, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Obviously, Zhang Yang's performance was beyond his expectation.

For a moment, the room fell into silence. During this quiet time, two more middle-aged people came out from behind the old man.

These two middle-aged people couldn't tell their actual age, and their facial features were very mediocre. They were the kind of people who would be forgotten at a glance. However, Zhang Yang felt that they were different.

The difference was the demeanor, the calm and unhurried demeanor. The two followed the old man silently with indifferent expressions, as if they did not see that there was an uninvited guest in the hall.

This kind of calmness alone is not something that ordinary masters can possess.

Awesome!

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat...

Is he a strong man?

Are there three strong men in this room?

Four against four!

Three strong men versus three strong men...

Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt a pressure. He had never thought that two strong men would gather around a Han Jian. It seemed that things were out of control.

The four people were facing each other, and the small hall seemed extremely crowded. The distance between them was less than three meters. This was definitely a dangerous distance for a strong person. This distance, reached instantly, could kill someone instantly. To death...

"You are a guest, you can eat whatever you want!" The leading old man broke the tense situation and said first that he didn't know the other party's purpose yet, he needed time to understand, and no one wanted to deal with a powerful person of Zhang Yang's level. enmity

The old man's voice is full of magnetism, which gives people a sense of affinity and a sense of security.

Immediately, the heavy atmosphere relaxed.

Zhang Yang could clearly feel that the muscles of the two strong men behind the old man relaxed slightly. Obviously, they were ready just now. If there was anything wrong at all, they would immediately launch a thunderous strike.

Awesome!

A monstrous murderous intent overflowed...

The old man's face suddenly changed color.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

It's too late.

Liu Biao pounced on the young man in the robe like a lion. The distance between the two was already short. In his hand, there was a pair of black chopsticks, which pierced the young man like a black lightning.

It was too fast.

Incredibly fast.

No one would have thought that Liu Biao would suddenly become violent and hurt others.

To everyone's surprise, even Aze and Xiao Lizi didn't expect it. Of course, Zhang Yang had to be excluded. When Liu Biao smiled "hehe" on his face, Zhang Yang already knew that Liu Biao was going to take action.

Zhang Yang was very familiar with Liu Biao. Liu Biao was famous as the smiling tiger when he was in school. When dealing with him, he would probably turn his head and hit you on the head while laughing.

Liu Biao is not stupid.

He just couldn't be bothered to use his brain.

When the old man appeared with two people, he saw the solemn expressions on Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi's faces, and immediately Liu Biao decided to strike first.

Four people versus four people. If one of the other party is killed first, they will have an advantage in numbers. This is a math problem that elementary school students can calculate...

It’s a long story, everything happens in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the room moved.

Zhang Yang blocked the old man, Aze and Xiao Lizi blocked the two middle-aged people...

Almost at the same time, when the murderous pair of chopsticks poked in front of the young man, he was caught off guard. The young man almost subconsciously turned the plate on its side, trying to use the plate to resist the deadly pair of chopsticks.

The speed is so fast that people's thinking can't keep up.

"Crack!"

The chopsticks pierced the porcelain plate and penetrated the young man's chest without any pause.

"ah……"

With a scream, the movements of all the people in the room suddenly froze, and every pair of eyes fell on the young man. At the heart of the young man, there was a pair of black chopsticks. The long chopsticks had reached the length of two black chopsticks. point.

The young man's body was like a sculpture. He slowly lowered his head and looked at it with a dull expression. Slowly, slowly, that dull expression turned into fear...

"Ahem..."

"Ahem..."

The young man began to cough violently, and balls of bright and dazzling blood came out of his mouth. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"master……"

"thump……'

The young man covered his heart with both hands and knelt down heavily on the ground. He looked at the old man with a pair of desperate eyes. The old man's brows jumped. He didn't move. He didn't dare to move. He could only watch his beloved disciple die. …

Looking at the old man, Zhang Yang felt pressure again. The old man's restraint was frightening. Under such circumstances, he was able to hold back and not take action.

Time is passing slowly.

Finally, amid a violent cough, the young man's body twitched violently for a few times and then stopped moving. His eyes were always looking at the old man's face...

"Bang!"

"I asked you to pretend, ***, and I will kill pretenders like you!"

Liu Biao suddenly kicked the corpse, wiped the vegetable juice and soup from his face, and cursed. The food on the plate just now poured all over his head.

It has to be said that Liu Biao is very lucky. Although this young man's martial arts is not as good as him, if Liu Biao wants to kill this young man, in a life-and-death fight, he really doesn't know who will win.

Of course, although it is luck, it can also be said that he has combat experience. Compared with this young man, Liu Biao has too much experience in fighting in the arena. When he was a few years old, he knew how to rob the candy of his classmates in the kindergarten class and eat it. As for that young man, although he has high martial arts skills and a distinguished status, he has no combat experience.

The three strong men had distorted faces.

They didn't dare to move. As long as they attacked Liu Biao, a loophole would be exposed. There were seven people standing in the hall, which was really too narrow.

"Who are you?" The muscles on the old man's face kept beating, with a painful expression on his face. He never thought that one day he would watch his beloved disciple being killed, but he was so suppressed that he did not dare to move at all. .

"Zhang Jixiang?"

Zhang Yang and Xiao Lizi Aze moved outside step by step, with very small movements, while Liu Biao had already run out of the lawn from the other side. He didn't want to become a burden.

"Who are you?" Zhang Jixiang's originally rosy face suddenly turned pale, he shouted sternly, and the murderous aura in his body suddenly surged.

(To be continued)