Slag Attack Evolution Manual

Chasing Cloud Peak Gate is built on the top of Chasing Cloud Peak.From a distance, the building complex is very magnificent, and the ladders and stone stacks are like dragons coiling among the clouds.

Lu Yikun presented the token and confessed his identity, the guarding disciples turned pale with shock.They were young and had never seen the legendary "Uncle Zhao", but they also knew that the other party was of high status, so they rushed to pass the news.The other disciple didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly led him up.

After going through several checkpoints, I finally arrived at the mountain gate.

The mountain gate is a huge natural stone arch. On the cliff in front of the gate, there are several antique official characters: Chasing Yunfeng Gate.The font is powerful and grand, so it can be seen that the rubbing of the characters is vigorous and full of pride.

Lu Yikun had just arrived at the mountain gate, and before the elders and disciples of the sect arrived, he saw several white-robed disciples coming from the other side of the mountain road.

The two sides met each other from a distance.

Although Lu Yikun didn't wear a mask, his face was strange, his figure was tall, and his demeanor was rather indifferent, which made him look very different.

"Who are you, who asked you to come up?" a disciple scolded.

The outer disciple who was leading the way for Lu Yikun hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Report to senior brother Gu, this is senior uncle Zhao Shiyi. Someone has already informed the master!"

Gu Beifeng frowned and said, "Uncle Zhao? What can prove your identity?"

He stared at Lu Yikun, but did not wait for the other party's explanation as expected.Lu Yikun didn't even glance over.

Lu Yikun stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountain gate quietly, his eyes were pitiful and lonely.

It seems that there is only this mountain gate between heaven and earth.

Just like a wanderer who has been away from his hometown for half his life and revisits his hometown, only to find that things are different and people in his hometown "laugh and ask the visitor where he came from".The mountain wind blows his clothes.Standing alone in the wind, he can only be described as bleak, lonely and lost.

All the disciples looked at him, and couldn't help feeling awed and sad.

Gu Beifeng showed hesitation.Obviously, he also had some regrets in his heart before impulsively slipping his words, but with so many inner and outer sect disciples watching around him, as an introductory disciple, even if the middle-aged man in front of him is really Uncle Zhao, at least he should save face for the younger generation!

"This junior is also thinking about the safety of the mountain gate. If senior is really Mr. Zhao Shiyi, how difficult is it to prove his identity?"

He was so aggressive that some disciples couldn't help but look sideways.

Lu Yikun finally responded.He took a step forward, and just now he saw that he was still a few steps away, but suddenly he was in front of him.Just like treating a fly that is always chattering in his ears, he raised his hand and lightly patted Gu Beifeng's chest, and immediately sent Gu Beifeng flying a few feet away, and fell heavily to the ground , throwing out the dust!

The disciples were in an uproar!

"Amazing! What kind of move is this!"

"Did you see Uncle Master make a move? Why did I only see him shake off his sleeves? Is it the internal strength and the outward release?"

"Back to the basics! This is the highest level of martial arts that the master said, back to the basics!"

Gu Beifeng clutched his chest and sat up from the ground, becoming angry from embarrassment: "A senior, you treat a junior like this, aren't you afraid that people in the world will laugh at you?"

"A joke?" Lu Yikun gave a disdainful smile, his cold eyes swept across the disciples, "Who dares to make a joke?"

All the disciples swiped, and collectively lowered their heads and looked at their toes in silence.

Because "Zhao Shiyi" the uncle's eyes are very straightforward.Whoever dares to make a joke, stand up and kill him directly.

Ever since Lu Yikun decided to pretend to be Zhao Shiyi, all his thinking patterns have been strictly in accordance with Zhao Shiyi's personality.Zhao Shiyi is withdrawn and arrogant, and he wants to save face.He would never tolerate a young man pointing fingers at him.He took the initiative to teach Gu Beifeng a lesson, and the head of Zhui Yunfeng would only take it for granted if he knew about it.If he doesn't act, it is suspicious.

Then there was a clear and cold drink from behind the audience disciples.

"I heard that Uncle Zhao was practicing in seclusion, and I was lucky enough to meet him today. The younger generation is a little deficient in swordsmanship. I hope Uncle Zhao will not hesitate to enlighten me!"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw a white figure like a banished fairy descending on the mortal world, with snow-white clothes fluttering, stepping on the water all the way from the Bibo Fairy Lake!

"Look! It's Senior Brother Xi!"

"Oh my god! Inner door No. 1!"

"Just like the legend, what a handsome boy!"

"Senior brother Xi went out for more than a month to practice, and finally came back! I have a backbone again!"

"Senior Brother Xi --!!!" Some female disciples couldn't help holding their faces and screaming.

The long sword pierced through the air, rolling up a howling shadow, passing through the heads of the crowd, and it was in front of you in an instant.The person who came was dressed in white to win the snow, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and his every move could be painted. He was really a handsome young man in troubled times.

Lu Yikun met the volleying sword with a calm and indifferent face.With one hand behind his back, he swung the other hand freehand in the air, and the sword made a "clang" sound, pulling all the people away.

The white-clothed man missed a single blow, and unhurriedly turned somersaults in the air flexibly. The rabbit rose and fell and stabbed again, with a tricky angle and an extremely flexible posture, like a water snake, which attracted the applause of the disciples watching the battle again and again. .

The Gu Beifeng just now is completely different from the man in white!

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, and he took out his laser sword to resist and seemed to be forced to fight back, Lu Yikun simply lifted the hem of his gown, and kicked sideways towards the middle of the man in white!

"Ah!" The disciples cried out in a low voice.

From their perspective, they could clearly see the astonishment, shock and collapse on the face of the white-clothed man at the moment when the soles of the black cloth boots touched the white-clothed ones.

Like a cuju that was volleyed and flew out, the man in white flew out in a parabola with a bang, and fell on his back in an indecent posture like a dog chewing mud!Raise the dust!

Everyone: ...

"Brother, you, are you alright...?" The closest disciple who leaned on him trembled and asked with concern.

The man in white shook his head and slowly got up from the ground.Showing a beautiful face.The meticulously groomed hair spread out, the delicate emerald jade hairpins fell on the face, and the spotless white clothes were stained with dust and mud, turning the heavenly man into a clay figurine on the spot.

The man in white glared at the questioner resentfully, covered his shoulders, hands and feet and got up from the ground.

He cupped his hands and bowed heavily to Lu Yikun, "Thank you for your guidance, uncle, this junior has been educated!"

Then without even looking at the crowd, he blushed, grabbed the sword and walked away in a hurry.

"Not bad! Junior brother, your martial arts have improved a lot!"

The head of Chasing Yunfeng led several old men with the same white beards out of the mountain gate, laughing as they walked.Obviously these few unkind old men just hid aside and watched a good show.

Young and small leave home and the boss returns.When Zhao Shiyi was at the mountain gate, he was withdrawn and did not interact with others. Everyone knew that there was such a person, but he only heard of his name and did not see him.Now, after fifteen years, it is even more strange.The head and the elders can only confirm their identities with tokens.

After introducing "Junior Brother Zhao" into the mountain gate, several people exchanged pleasantries, and Lu Yikun took the initiative to return the token.This keepsake is a treasure that has been missing from the mountain gate for many years, and it was never expected to be found again.Everyone sighed.They also heard that Junior Brother Zhao was only here to return the token and was about to leave and go back to live a miserable life, so they all tried their best to persuade him to stay.The kindness is hard to turn down, Lu Yikun can only "reluctantly" stay.

This show in front of the mountain gate allowed Lu Yikun to successfully establish a tall and mighty image at the Chasing Cloud Peak Gate.Even Xi Shitsuji, the proud son of heaven, who kicked off his sect in public, is also said to be a mentor to younger generations.

The first disciple, Xi Shi Tsuji, is a well-known character of Zhilan Yushu, the most arrogant and peaceful.

At this moment, this peaceful senior disciple was standing in the middle of the martial arts field with a cold face.

The always bustling martial arts practice field was empty, a gust of autumn wind blew up, rolled up a few dead leaves, and flew past his feet.

Xi Shitsuji asked the disciple guarding the door with no expression on his face: "Where is the person?"

The disciple guarding the door replied: "Report senior brother, the other senior brothers have all gone to the back mountain."

Xi Shitsuji frowned.

There is also a martial arts practice field in Houshan, but due to the limitation of the venue, it is relatively simple and narrow.There are hundreds of disciples in the mountain gate, and they are crowded there, unable to use their hands and feet. Are they going to line up to bask in the sun?

The gatekeeper's disciple was embarrassed.

"I heard that they are going to ask Martial Uncle Zhao to teach them martial arts..."

Before he finished speaking, Xi Shiji snorted coldly and walked away with a flick of his sleeve.

Back mountain

Far away, I heard the screams of many female disciples from the mountain.

Xi Shiji climbed up the steps, approached, and saw crowds of people in the martial arts field on the back mountainside, surrounded by a lake to look around.Some of the disciples who stood a little further back were still bouncing on tiptoes, trying desperately to look over the backs of the disciples' heads.

In the middle of the distant lake, a solemn figure sat cross-legged on a stone.The stones are as smooth as basalt carapace, the lake is like jasper, and the sunlight shatters into golden light on the water surface, which is really beautiful.

What advice, it turned out to be someone who came!

Xi Shitsuji snorted heavily.

With this sound, he channeled his inner energy, his Qi transported his dantian, and the sound shook thousands of miles.Upon hearing the snort, the disciples onlookers hurriedly rearranged their appearance, turned around and stood with their hands tied.

Salute neatly: "Brother Xi!"

Xi Shiji glanced at the group of disciples coldly: "People who practice martial arts should have a stable mind and not be fascinated by skins and riches. Look at what you are doing now, you really lost face chasing Yunfeng sect! Hurry up and go back to practice martial arts!"

The disciples dare not refute.Wei Wei said yes, and went down the mountain with a rustle.It's gone in a flash.

After all the disciples left, Xi Shi Tsuji snorted as if to relieve his anger.Looking around to make sure there were no other people around, he sat down by the lake as soon as he lifted his clothes, and leisurely looked at the people on the stone in the center of the lake.

People in the heart of the lake are like bullying frost and snow, a plum blossom that blooms alone, calm and inviolable.It is also like a lotus flower coming out of water, which is not stained with fine dust, and is unparalleled in the world.

No wonder so many disciples couldn't control the heart of warriors.

Just a back view makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Looking at it, Xi Shiji couldn't help but put his hand on his chin, touched his abdomen, and sighed a long time.

Uncle Shi's kick was really hard and fast, it was unforgettable.