radicalducati Chapter 229 Old Man Nie Enters the Temple
Chapter 229 Old Man Nie Enters the Temple
Outside Wanyi Building, the onlookers all suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.
First, two monks were seen hanging bright red lanterns on the eaves of the seventh floor. Soon after, several bright red lanterns were also hung on the eaves of the eighth floor.
Then there were bursts of exclamations from the crowd.
“There are lanterns hanging on the seventh floor. Has this meant we have reached the seventh floor?
Then this handsome ranger Hua Shaojun was also defeated? Isn’t he known as the leader of the new generation of Wanyi Building?"
"Oh my god, look! Lanterns are hung on the eighth floor as well. That guy has reached the eighth floor. So, the eighth floor has also been defeated?"
"This is unscientific. The one stationed on the eighth floor is the Tiger-faced General Ye Chenhu, a master of the Earth Soul Realm. How could he possibly lose?"
"Who the hell is this kid?"
In the crowd, Nie Youjiu glanced at the betting slip that registered the bet that Yang Qing would successfully reach the top, and then hid it in his arms very solemnly.
Yes, Nie Youjiu, the gambler, is so poor that he doesn’t even have a storage bag.
"Seventy-five taels, one to one, one thousand, if you win it's seventy-five thousand taels.
If we use all this to drink and play, how long can we last?"
Even though Nie Youjiu was a cultivator, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement when he thought that he was only one step away from getting so much money.
On the ninth floor of Wanyi Building, at this moment old man Zhang Baiju was leisurely looking at Yang Qing again.
"Come on, let's play a few hands first. I haven't fought with anyone for many years.
I see that you have mastered Brother Zhuo Wei's soul soldier's materialization-level skills before. Have you also mastered Brother Jiang Su's Shattered Green Sand?
After all the fighting, I think you still have some cards to play, so attack with all your might, and let me see how powerful Brother Nie's apprentice is."
When Yang Qing heard that the other party could recite the name of the Genhu's embodiment-level move - Suibi Jingsha, and called Old Man Nie "Brother Nie", he knew that the old man in front of him should be an old acquaintance of his cheap master.
It is even possible that the relationship is not ordinary.
Since the elders have a request, Yang Qing will naturally satisfy it.
Yang Qing just apologized, and then a flash of light appeared on his wrist, and the Miao Dao Gen Hu appeared in his hand.
Then he let out a long roar, and Yang Qing flashed forward and chopped him down with a knife.
The sound of this knife was like thunder, the force was like a tiger, and it was extremely fast.
In the next half an incense stick of time, Yang Qing used all his skills, and he couldn't stop.
Exquisite swordsmanship coupled with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra, the Purple Qi Tianluo's air control technique to control the flying knife coupled with the use of fake objects to disguise the form, the magical powers of seeing through walls and standing without a shadow, the soft sword with young poison coupled with the drizzle sword technique and the Lingbo light step.
Coupled with the secret of immortality and his own vast amount of true energy, Yang Qing felt more and more excited as the fight went on.
It was just like the first time he met Old Man Nie and practiced his moves with him.
Old man Zhang Baiju only had two magical powers, one was controlling the wind and the other was thunder magic.
But although it seems ordinary, it is actually very simple and ingenious.
Often, whenever Yang Qing used his exquisite moves, he would easily dissolve them with a wave of his sleeves, controlling the wind and thunder techniques.
When the battle was at its most intense, Yang Qing summoned out his spear again, and with a Thunder Armor move, the tip of the spear stabbed down in the air with thunder.
The shot was extremely powerful, but was stopped by Mr. Zhang with just two outstretched fingers.
At this time, on the ninth floor of Wanyi Tower, apart from the two people fighting fiercely, Ye Chenhu was the only one left watching. The two servants who had hung lanterns before had already been driven down by him.
At this moment, his soul weapon, the Shuofeng Sword, was stuck on the eighth step, stopping all the monks who wanted to come up to find out what was going on.
But the sounds of the fight between Yang Qing and Zhang Baiju made all the cultivators feel itchy.
In this battle, Zhang Baiju did not use his full strength. He only used the strength of the Soul Realm to fight against Yang Qing, mainly because he wanted to see Yang Qing's strength.
But even so, Yang Qing had to use all his strength to barely hold on.
On the other hand, it’s not that Yang Qing doesn’t want to hide his shortcomings, but it’s useless to hide your shortcomings in front of such an old guy.
Besides, Yang Qing’s real trump card is the Jishui leopard that was lying there yawning.
After the two exchanged seventy or eighty moves, Zhang Baiju suddenly flicked his sleeves, and a strong hurricane pushed Yang Qing away.
"Okay, let's stop here, it's easy to get tired when you get older.
Brother Nie really has a good disciple! "
On the side, Ye Chenhu looked at Yang Qing with admiration in his eyes.
He watched the entire battle just now. Whether it was the skills he displayed or the combat experience, Yang Qing was at the top of his age group.
"Old man, let this kid come to my evil suppression department. I promise to train him carefully."
Then he said to Yang Qing enthusiastically: "Boy, come to my evil suppression department. I will take care of your master's business for you.
Beishan Martyrs' Shrine, you can choose any location, as long as you are willing to come to my evil-suppression department, even if you are interested in the place where my father lies, I will move it out and give it to your master. "
"Oh, Chen Hu, what you are doing is a no-cost business."
Zhang Baiju laughed when he heard this.
"I think this kid has passed this test. If he succeeds in climbing the tower, Wanyi Tower will fulfill the original agreement and bury Brother Nie's remains in the Martyrs' Shrine.
So if you want this kid to join your Evil Suppression Bureau, you'd better think about other conditions.
As for now, please do me another favor and notify the people downstairs.
Let's just say that this kid succeeded in climbing the tower, and ask the old guys in Wanyi Tower to prepare. I will personally preside over Brother Nie's burial ceremony in a few days."
Then, Master Zhang patted Yang Qing on the shoulder again and said, "Come on, boy, let's go to my Tianshi Mansion and have a chat. Tell me about what happened to Brother Nie over the years."
Then the old man grabbed Yang Qing's clothes in the air and walked towards the railing of the tower.
Leaning on the railing, Mr. Zhang took off into the air and flew away with Yang Qing.
With Zhang Baiju's level of cultivation, flying in the air is no longer a difficult task.
During this time, a black shadow quickly caught up and pulled down Yang Qing's pants. It was the Jishui Leopard Mo Guang.
Three days later, at the Martyrs' Shrine on the North Mountain of Jinguan City, Yang Qing was dressed in plain clothes, holding a jade urn in his hands.
Accompanied by a group of monks led by Zhang Baiju, the remains of Old Man Nie were buried in Niejiapo.
The reason why this mound is called Niejiapo is that all the members of the Nie family are buried on this entire mound. It is equivalent to the ancestral tomb of the Nie family since Nie Wujiu fled from Jinguan City.
"Brother Nie, you left without saying goodbye, and I never thought that when we met again, we would have been separated by the Yin and Yang.
However, your disciple finally lived up to his expectations and buried you back in this shrine of heroes.
Brother Nie, have a safe journey. "
As the jade box containing Old Man Nie's ashes was buried, Zhang Baiju spoke confidently, and then he pointed his hand to the sky. In an instant, a strong wind blew up, lightning flashed in the sky, and thunder roared.
At the side, Ye Chenhu also suddenly appeared with a long sword in his hand. With a wave of his hand, a hundred-foot-long blood-red streak shot straight into the sky, and then exploded into blood-red fireworks in mid-air.
Following the actions of these two big guys, the surrounding cultivators, even though some of them were unwilling in their hearts, still began to use their unique skills to shoot into the sky, dyeing the sky into a gorgeous scene.
Most of them are monks from the Night Patrol Department or the Evil Suppression Department. Old Man Nie also worked in these two departments in the past.
As the sky became more colorful, the atmosphere gradually became more lively and the funeral of the night watchman officially began.
"Hide gold in the mountains, hide pearls in the abyss; do not be unlucky with money, and do not get close to wealth.
Do not be happy about longevity, do not be sad about dying young; do not be honored by wealth, do not be ashamed by poverty.
Do not regard the benefits of this world as your own private share, and do not regard ruling the world as your own position for fame and fortune.
When it is obvious, it is clear. All things are one, and life and death are the same. "
Everyone began to recite the oath in unison.
When Yang Qing followed Zhang Baiju to the Tianshi Mansion, he told Zhang Baiju the truth about Old Man Nie's final deeds.
He defended the city with his own body and turned into thunder. Finally, when Zhang Baiju saw the skeleton of old man Nie that was tempered by thunder, he was also shocked.
After discussing with a group of old fellows including Wanyilou, Yeyousi, Zhenxiesi and others, today's formal funeral like a night watchman's was held.