"The martial arts of the Xiong Gang leader are really good, especially your three-pointed divine finger, which is outstanding and worthy of being the most powerful martial arts in the world."

In the yard that was beaten into ruins, Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his back and commented lightly.

It was as if he was a gourmet standing in a restaurant reviewing the work of a famous chef.

No one answered.

Neither the Clay Bodhisattva watching the battle from a distance nor the shocked Xiongba in front of him knew how to answer.

The situation has become clear since the fight between the two. It only took one meal, but it completely subverted the imagination of Xiong Ba and Ni Bodhisattva. Especially Xiong Ba, he attacked with all his strength, and even used the unparalleled three-point magic skill he had just created.

He pointed, but not even a corner of his clothes was harmed.

Chen Zhao's martial arts prowess completely subverted Xiong Ba's heart.

He is so understated, so free and easy, and so light-hearted. I am afraid that he has surpassed his master and the original sword master. Apart from the deceased Wuming, who else in the world can be his opponent?

Is this still a strength that ordinary martial arts masters can possess?

The Clay Bodhisattva breathed a long sigh of relief, and a big stone fell from his heart. He felt that all the worries, fears, and compromises in the past had been wiped away today.

"No wonder this person disdains the position of deputy leader of the Tianxiahui. No wonder this person played tricks on Wushuang City before and ignored my three disciples. He took away the Fire Monkey and the Clay Bodhisattva without any scruples."

"That's right. If I had magical powers like yours, I wouldn't have to worry about anything! No matter how many obstacles you have, I will break them with one punch!"

Xiong Ba stood there, looking at Chen Zhao in a daze. He thought of a lot in an instant, and for a moment he felt a bit like the autumn wind.

But I don’t know who else in the world can compete with this young man?

If you can't compete with him, will the country you have worked so hard to build turn into running water?

Chen Zhao stood with his hands behind his hands, feeling neither joy nor sorrow in his heart.

To others, Xiongba is the ultimate master in the world, the leader of the world's gangs, with few enemies in the world. His three magical skills are unstoppable, and his three-point divine finger is even more unparalleled. He is truly a figure who stands at the top of the world.

But Chen Zhao knew that the hegemony at this time had not yet reached its peak, not to mention that above him there were the Sword Master, the First Evil Emperor, Wu Ming, and Japan's Juewu God, the Emperor, as well as those who were hiding and watching the world.

That Emperor Shakti.

Compared with these real masters, the tyrant in front of us is really nothing.

After all, the mortal martial arts used by Xiong Ba are not as good as Wuming's level of heaven and earth induction. Although the Po Jade Fist used by Chen Zhao is a martial arts from the low martial arts world, Chen Zhao himself has the appearance of an immortal and has the ability to surpass Da Da.

The strength of Mo and Zhang Sanfeng and the combat effectiveness of this kind of martial arts are naturally beyond Xiong Ba's imagination.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Xiong Ba and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were at a loss. He couldn't help but shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Xiong Gang Leader, please go back. When you figure it out, you will

Understand whether you need Clay Bodhisattva or not."

Xiong Ba was startled, and couldn't help showing a hint of shock and ecstasy: "You won't kill me?"

"Whether I want to kill you or not is just a matter of my thoughts. However, when you used your martial arts just now, I discovered that your potential has not been fully utilized and your martial arts has not been exhausted. Within a few years, you will definitely have a breakthrough. I will wait until then to tell you.

Bar."

Xiong Ba was shocked in his heart: "I have just mastered the Three-Point Divine Finger, and I am just now realizing the Three-Point Return to Origin Energy, when this young man noticed it. His ability is far beyond my imagination."

Although he was a little frustrated, he escaped with his life after all. Xiongba did not dare to say anything more, and just bowed his hand to Chen Zhao and saluted: "Xiongba took the liberty of disturbing me. Your Excellency is generous and admirable. I will retire now."

Just turn around after saying that.

"You destroyed this courtyard and left some silver behind." Chen Zhao said calmly.

Xiongba sighed. As the leader of the Tianxiahui, he didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He naturally took out some silver coins from his arms, placed them on the unbroken stone bench and left.

"Wow, Grandpa, Brother Ye, our house was destroyed by bad guys, wuwuwuwu..."

Chen Zhao and Ni Bodhisattva stood in this dilapidated yard without saying a word for a long time. However, the little girl next to them did not understand what the adults were thinking. When she saw the messy home, she cried loudly.

"Xiao Ling'er, it doesn't matter. The bad guy has left and he doesn't dare to come back again. Let's build a bigger and more beautiful house. Do you think it's okay?"

Chen Zhao picked up the silver coins, weighed them, and laughed.

This tyrant left the Tianxiahui and followed three disciples alone. He had no one to serve him, so he naturally had to take care of his own food, clothing, housing and transportation, so he had enough silver coins with him. As a master of the first generation, when he left some silver coins, the more the better.

Just a little bit tight.

Therefore, there are about seventy or eighty taels of silver in hand, which is really a huge amount of money.

Not to mention building a small courtyard, even if you rent a luxury inn in a nearby city, you can stay there for half a year.

"Brother Chen, are you telling the truth?"

The little girl has big, sparkling eyes and is indescribably smart and cute.

"Haha, of course it's true!"

Chen Zhao smiled faintly, and then added: "But we can't stay here today. While it's still early, let's go and stay at an inn in a nearby city. Do you have any objections, Ni Bodhisattva?"

Of course Clay Bodhisattva would have no objection.

This small courtyard was destroyed and can be renovated, but it will take time. Rome was not built in a day, and a small courtyard was not built in a day by a few country craftsmen, no matter how much silver they spent.

So staying in an inn in the city seems to be the best choice.

…

After finally having a luxury in half a year, Chen Zhao sighed softly.

At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, the stars are twinkling, the separate courtyard of the inn is fresh and clean, and the sounds of insects can be heard among the flowers, as if to tell the world that although I am floating, I have already been here.

To be honest, if it were not for the purpose of repairing the meridians and advancing to a higher level, a person like Chen Zhao who had been emperor several times and enjoyed countless prosperity and luxury would not be willing to stay in a small mountain village.

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At this time, the little girl had already fallen asleep. On the stone bench in the yard, Chen Zhao and Ni Bodhisattva were sitting.

The Clay Bodhisattva hesitated for a long time, and then said: "It's all my own fault. I was obsessed with the magic of heaven. As a result, I harmed my child. I caused little Ling'er to be dependent on me at such a young age. I even harmed Master Chen. I'm really sorry."

"It's nothing. Little Ling'er is very cute. It's not bad for you to find your way back." Chen Zhao said calmly.

Since this Clay Bodhisattva has lived in seclusion, he has completely given up on the principles of heaven and earth. On the one hand, he is afraid of the sores, and on the other hand, he regrets the past.

As a first-class magician, because he was too obsessed with the art of magic and had no means of self-defense, his wife and children died unexpectedly, leaving only a granddaughter who could only live in seclusion.

But he didn't expect that he would eventually leave a clue and someone would come to his door. If Chen Zhao hadn't come to help, he and his grandson would have been doomed.

Of course people believed in his ability to calculate secrets, but at the same time they hoped he could keep it secret.

Only the dead can maintain complete confidentiality.

He, Ni Bodhisattva, has lived enough and has taken life and death lightly, but his little granddaughter is only a few years old. How could he just watch such a lovely child die...

"You don't have to feel guilty. Even if nothing happened today, you would inevitably encounter these people when you travel around the world in the future. But if you don't think about it in the future, I won't be able to accompany you and your grandson for the rest of your life."

Chen Zhao said calmly.

Clay Bodhisattva's eyes narrowed, and a look of worry surged into his heart.

Yes, it is impossible for Chen Zhao to accompany his grandfather and grandson for the rest of his life. This time Tianxiahui and Wushuang City failed, they can wait for Chen Zhao to leave before coming to trouble him. As the saying goes, people have to rely on themselves after all, and they cannot take care of them.

Clinging to someone else's thighs for the rest of his life.

"I've thought of this a long time ago."

Ni Bodhisattva put his head deep between his hands and said helplessly: "Since Xiongba has come to the door, he will never relax his surveillance of me. If one day comes, I can only do that.

, I won’t let Xiong Ba have a good life.”

As he spoke, he raised his head to reveal that terrifying and ferocious face, and his eyes were filled with wisdom...

Chen Zhao was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized.

The secret of heaven is elusive and elusive. How can the secret of heaven calculated by the Clay Bodhisattva only have one path?

The so-called one fate, two fortunes, three feng shui, four accumulations of yin virtues and five studies. If everything in a person's life is really arranged early, what is the point of working hard?

As the saying goes, "Jinlin is just a thing in the pond. It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and cloud." From the perspective of Fengyun's world, these two people are both very lucky. If they get two of them, Xiongba will achieve hegemony, but the prerequisite is that Xiongba will become a hegemon.

You have to become a golden scale first.

If Xiongba didn't study and practice martial arts when he was young and lay a solid foundation, how would he have the strength to establish the Tianxiahui and become Jinlin.

That is to say, although nature plays tricks on people, if everyone works hard, they may not be able to defeat nature.

In this way, the later comment of the Clay Bodhisattva, which is the so-called "The dragon roars in the sky and changes the sky, the wind and clouds will dive and swim", is just one of the countless comments. It is aimed at Xiong Ba's suspicious temperament, which makes Xiong Ba and his world

It's just internal strife.

If it is said that man can conquer the sky, if the hegemon reaches a certain status, the pattern and momentum are raised to a higher level, and the capacity to accommodate people is greatly increased, there may not necessarily be comments such as "the dragon has nine days to look up to the sky and howl, and the wind and clouds will bend down thousands of people".

From this point of view, the Clay Bodhisattva is also an old man in the world. Without making a move, he laid the cause of Xiongba's downfall.

This is the principle of revenge after death.

But now that he has met Chen Zhao, Ni Bodhisattva naturally does not want to die, let alone let his little granddaughter lose weight at a young age...

Therefore, Chen Zhao said: "If my guess is correct, everyone's numerology can never be the same. If you make different choices at critical moments, you will definitely have a different life. The same is true for Xiong Ba. If Xiong Ba must consult, you can

Tell him all the numerology and clouds and let him make his own decision, isn't that enough?"

Xiongba was very suspicious, and several numerology commentaries were placed in front of him for him to choose. After thinking about it, he hesitated, and the Clay Bodhisattva might be able to save his life.

Of course, this is not the case. You can also give him other criticisms to divert his attention.

For example, let Xiongba focus on Jue Wushen, Emperor Shitian...

"Thank you, Master Chen, for your advice. I will never forget this great kindness."
Chapter completed!