GBP Chapter 666 Who said there are no monks in the world?
Chapter 666 Who said there are no monks in the world?
In a small village in the mortal world,
A young boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing plain clothes, held a three-foot wooden sword in his hand.
His swordsmanship is very skillful and his movements are very smooth.
suddenly,
A group of half-grown children passed by.
Singing a nursery rhyme, he mocked, "Lin Lao San, you fool, you can't get a wife and you can't get an official position."
"I don't go to school or farm, I just play with my wooden sword and want to fly."
"My father is dead, my mother is gone, I am hated by people and dogs, and I have no popularity."
The boy seemed to be accustomed to this.
His expression remained unmoved, and he continued to practice swordsmanship stubbornly.
The child saw that he was not angry, so he left immediately.
"Let's ignore him and go catch some fish in the river."
"Catch the fish, catch the fish!"
A group of little guys rushed away.
But soon, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.
A group of 100 cavalrymen came roaring.
Seeing this, the group of children turned around and ran away.
But the enemy is cavalry,
The distance is close, the iron hoof is ruthless,
A few children who were not smart enough were knocked away and trampled by the iron hooves, and their lives and deaths were unknown.
Only one child who ran fast ran behind the boy with a look of fear on his face.
The cavalry ignored them.
After riding a few steps, he stopped.
The leading cavalry captain swept through the village ahead,
"After marching for several days, we are exhausted. Let's rest in this village tonight."
"Remember, the old rules, no one is allowed to stay, young or old."
Upon hearing this, the cavalry raised their sabers and whimpered.
But at this moment,
But then the young man walked to the middle of the road holding a wooden sword.
Holding the long sword on the right, with a determined look,
"I am Lin Jianxian, this road is blocked!"
"You guys retreat immediately!"
"Oh?" The leading cavalryman looked at his tattered clothes, thin body, and the ridiculous wooden sword in his hand.
Suddenly I felt like I was playing a prank.
"Do you think you can stop my hundreds of cavalrymen with this piece of rag?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the cavalry burst into laughter.
"Captain, is this a madman?"
"Or let me kill him with one knife."
Middle of the road,
The young Lin Jianxian tightened the sword in his hand nervously.
"I have been practicing swordsmanship for five years. Come here if you are not afraid of death."
"Five years of sword training? That's amazing!" The cavalry captain's eyes flashed.
He drew his saber and slashed at the young man fiercely.
Lin Jianxian's eyes flashed like lightning.
"When the saber slashes down, it's at its peak force. I should dodge its edge, stab its blade, then advance and stab its throat."
A thought flashed through my mind.
He took a step and was about to put his idea into practice.
The sharp saber hit his shoulder directly.
There was a snap,
Lin Jianxian fell to the ground, with a deep wound on his shoulder that could be seen to the bone, and blood gushed out wildly.
He turned pale and covered his shoulders.
Sweat comes out for free.
"How is this possible?"
The cavalry captain saw this,
He leaned down with a smile, "That's it. I thought you were so amazing."
"But judging from your expression, you seem quite dissatisfied?"
Lin Jianxian frowned, "I was defeated by you because I was not skilled enough in martial arts. However, those who do evil will eventually perish."
"Your perverse actions will sooner or later attract the immortals living in seclusion in the mountains to take action and wipe you all out."
"An immortal who lives in seclusion in the mountains?" The cavalry captain was stunned for a moment.
Then he laughed and said, "You are really stupid."
"Let me tell you, there are no immortals in this world."
"I've fought for thousands of miles and destroyed countless temples and Taoist temples. The so-called immortals in the mountains are nothing but a bunch of mystical charlatans."
"I have chopped off countless heads like this."
Lin Jianxian: "Impossible!!"
"Our ancestors have told us that a long, long time ago, our area was filled with cultivators who could fly and hide underground."
"The strongest one, I heard, broke through the boundary and left."
"Nothing can come out of nowhere. You must be teasing me."
"I don't believe it!"
"Hehe, you're such a stubborn talker." The cavalry captain curled his lips, "I'm not interested in you anymore."
"Die!"
He rode forward, holding the butcher knife high.
The blade flashed coldly, and the direction of the knife was aimed at the boy's neck.
In the distance, the frightened villagers hid behind houses and trees and watched this scene.
Everyone was trembling and closing their eyes, unable to bear to watch.
Wow,
The blade fell.
The expected scene of a knife striking someone's head falling to the ground did not happen.
in place,
But a handsome young man in snow-white clothes appeared.
The ring finger and index finger of his left hand are put together.
He actually caught the falling blade between his fingers easily.
The blade is so sharp, and with its chopping power, no one in the world can stop it.
Such a strange thing,
It made the cavalry captain's scalp tingle.
He tried to draw his sword, but the blade seemed to be clamped by a pair of iron claws.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.
Qin Han smiled and said calmly, "Who told you that there are no more cultivators in the world?"
"Sitting in a well and looking at the sky!"
The cavalry captain's eyes widened. "You, could it be you?"
"No, it's impossible. If there really were cultivators in the world, it wouldn't be the turn of people like us to act so tyrannically."
"I've read the Taoist scriptures of those monks. They're completely useless and a complete lie."
"You must be playing tricks. This must be a trick!"
"A trick?" Qin Han was too lazy to explain to him.
He loosened his fingers and flicked the blade.
Click,
The entire saber, from the tip to the handle, turned into debris in an instant.
The cavalry captain was so frightened that he rode his horse backwards. Only when he returned to the team and relied on the hundreds of cavalrymen behind him did he feel a little relieved.
This person is so evil.
in place,
Qin Han looked at Lin Jianxian,
Seeing him bleeding profusely and his condition getting worse,
If he is not treated, he will not live long.
With a pinch of the hand, a drop of water of life falls out of thin air.
After that drop of water of life fell on Lin Jianxian's wound,
The bleeding stopped instantly, and the wound began to heal visibly.
In just ten seconds, Lin Jianxian's body went from being on the verge of death to being full of energy.
"The living dead! Flesh and bones!"
"There are such methods in this world!"
"Do monks really exist?"
The cavalry captain's eyes widened and his expression was moved.
Qin Han ignored him.
Instead, he looked at the bewildered Lin Jianxian.
"I saw your reaction just now. It's a typical example of having the will but not the ability."
"You misjudged your speed."
When Lin Jianxian heard this, he finally reacted.
"Senior, are you a monk?"
"Can you use a sword?"
Qin Han laughed loudly, "Since I am a cultivator, I have a sword, do you want to see it?"
Lin Jianxian said excitedly: "I think about it, even in my dreams."
"I've read some ancient books that say that cultivators can generate energy within their bodies. When they draw their swords, the energy attaches to the tip of their swords, making them indestructible! Nothing is unbreakable!"
"It's truly amazing!"
Qin Han said calmly: "What you said are just crude methods."
"The spiritual energy in your world is constantly draining away, and the cultivators' abilities are gradually weakening."
"Today, I'll let you take a look."
"What are the methods of a cultivator!!!"