Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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Pei Ju is a decent person.

He is evil and charming, he is domineering, he is elegant, he is unruly, and he will wipe out his opponents in the middle of talking and laughing.

He is him, a peerless villain who seems to have come out of the story books of the two counties of Qidian and Jinjiang.

If he hadn't met those two stinky dogs with external skills.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

He was caught, ruthlessly, from re-emerging from the rivers and lakes to the battle between good and evil and now to the final battle.

If we say that the Supreme Emperor and Marshal were energetic and smelly dogs when they were young.Although they swayed their invisible big tails every day to exude enthusiasm from nowhere to their brothers Ah Mo, they were somehow led by the dog leash of responsibility.

Now that they have faded away from their youthful youth and strong bodies, they are human-shaped bears who have had fun, free and joyous, surging and noisy, looking at Ah Mo who is thinking about them is like seeing honey, and there is longing in their eyes And the weird green light.

Maybe it's thinking by day and dreaming at night.

Thinking too much about the human-like bears, Ah Ju really saw two bouncing bears.

After he absorbed the power contained in the evil emperor's relic.

The evil emperor's relic is the treasure of the Demon Sect's family, and it contains the skills of the successive generations of the Demon Sect's sages.After several generations, its power has long been unfathomable.

However, the stronger the power, the more unbearable it is for human beings. So far, all those who have absorbed its power have gone mad, and some have exploded to death.

Outsiders all say that this is an evil thing, but only people from the Demon Sect know that although this evil thing can attract people's demons, if it can survive, even the old Huangtong who has no martial arts can hope to break through the void.

Stepping through the void is the dream of many martial arts people.

Countless masters have retreated into seclusion, practiced in seclusion, and used all means from peace of mind to madness. This is what they want.

This is the ultimate *, even Pei Ju, who is the evil king, cannot resist it.

He knew very well that the evil emperor relic would inevitably release his inner demons, so that he could no longer escape the shadows that were hidden deep in his heart and he did not want to face.

However, he still chose to take the risk——

Then, then he saw his long-dead wife.

She is still so beautiful, like a fairy, even her tearful eyes are so holy and beautiful.

It was so beautiful that even two ferocious bears that came out of nowhere stood on their toes, with two ugly paper bee wings stuck on their backs, dancing a little ballet from the Western Regions.

Pair it with the beeping and buzzing Western domain tune Wild Dance and Bee Fly.

Ziliu Ziliu, spinning and jumping in front of his eyes without stopping.

Uncle Pei, who finally saw his wife but was caught by the spinning bear:

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Uncle Pei and Uncle Pei raised their fists.

Go to hell, bumble bee.

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Father Huang and Marshal Uncle who tried to wake up their brother's mind with their mouths but were hunted down:

Ah ah ah ah ah!

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The father and marshal uncle in the front hugged their heads and ran away, and the red-eyed uncle Pei in the back had wiped out all the righteous bugs who got in the way, and laughed heartily while chasing the running bumblebee.

He was laughing, he was laughing wildly.

Because of his greatly increased skill, because he finally released his true self, the self that was split into two by the relic and finally overcame the burden in his heart after fusion, and killed the bumblebee that kept beeping.

At this moment, he finally understood.

He completely understood that what he, Pei Ju, lacked was neither affection nor love, nor the responsibilities that bound him physically and mentally.

What he lacks is freedom, to be free and unrestrained, to do whatever he wants.

He realized it, and he was so happy that even his body and mind became light.

And the price of lightness is the miserableness of the bumblebees, being hunted down and beaten.

The kind of beatings they get crawling all over the floor with their crazy pals.

They were so sad, so sad, they had clearly agreed that they would always be together and be their respective old Beibi, but Ah Mo, who had always been the most reliable, reneged on his word.

Run a step first, abandon them, and go wandering in the rivers and lakes alone, but now you want to bully them physically and mentally.

Oh, Ah Ju, what a vicious and ruthless man.

The old Beibi were weeping sadly, running wildly all the way, jumping up and down.

However, old and frail, middle-aged and decadent, even with eight-pack abs, he really can't escape the flamboyant world under Ah Ju's control.

They are tired, exhausted physically and mentally.

They want to be bad but can't, because Ah Ju who catches up will break their legs.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, the underworld does not accept naive criticism, and God does not accept *.

Just when the old Beibi were about to be grabbed by the back of their necks, perhaps they were called by fate, a moving earthen pot suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.

Look at that speed again——

Good guy, it's on par with their parkour speed.

God!

The old Beibi were shocked on the spot, even their brains trembled with the crazily swinging thighs, and their pupils collapsed like an earthquake, tsunami and landslide.

Even on the way to escape, the Bund cast a trace of his eyes on the miracle who moved parallel with them.

It's a crock pot!

The crock can run!

Comparable to the top ten unsolved mysteries of the imperial city——

The big red long johns running at night.

Under the power of the Miracle Crock Pot, they run faster, jump higher, and even fly——

The kind that fly upside down.

Wait a minute, why is it flying backwards?

His head still felt like he had been hit, it was still humming, and it was still in severe pain.

The old Beibi hung on the tree with a "bang", and raised their humming heads to have a look.

Wow, in front of them, where they used to parkour, a huge bear appeared at some point, with a horn growing on its head, so sharp and long, it looked so sharp.

It is very suitable for cooking a certain Western Region delicacy.

Oh, it is the kind of roasted cumin whole lamb that is often seen on the streets of South Street, where the exotic merchant dance troupe gathers in the imperial city.

And their dear Beibi, Ah Mo, who became crazy because of swallowing a stone and temporarily lost his mind, got into a fight with the bear for some reason.

All of a sudden, sand and rocks flew, the sun and the moon were dark, black hair and bear hair flew together, clay pots and honey were the same color.

Ok?

Where did the clay pot come from?

The old Beibi looked down, and the clay pot that was originally moving appeared in front of their eyes at some point, and when they looked carefully, a sesame dumpling with a hole appeared beside them.

It is fluffy, and its three hind paws are holding the clay pot tightly, and the remaining one paw is taking the honey in the pot and sending it to its mouth.

Wow, what a leisurely glutinous rice ball.

It was so leisurely that even the two old Beibi couldn't help feeling hungry, and even wanted to rub their dog's paws.

But they also want face.

As mature old men, the favored sons of the previous generation, they are handsome, chic, stable, and they have eight hundred tons of idol baggage.

In the words of the former empress and the current empress dowager, it is to get rid of the water in their minds. Both of them look like male pig feet out of a script.

How could they, who are so reliable, hold back their hands because of their greed?

disgusting.

spit.

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As the so-called dead Taoist friends do not die poor Taoism.

Although the old Beibi were waiting for food, they still did not leave.

This is what Brother Jun saw.

The two girls carried a little bear with glutinous rice balls, their sleeves were in their pockets, and the glutinous rice balls were filled with honey. They squatted on the tree and stared intently, just like watching Cuju, watching the fight between Uncle Pei and the bear in the distance.

Oh, what a warm and peaceful scene.

If you ignore the punches to the flesh in the distance.

Seeing the handsome figure of Brother Jun, the father's eyes flashed, and he didn't even look at him for a moment, he didn't even look at him, and he jumped down from the tree with a sound of "嘤", and threw himself into Hao Da'er's arms .

Unexpectedly, Hao Da'er didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and turned slightly to the side, elegant and calm, straightforward and without any nostalgia, letting his dead ghost father go down the mountain with a tiger on the spot like a stinky dog ​​eating shit.

Oh, is this the man who became the emperor?

It's so cold, so cool, so ruthless, not even the slightest bit of affection when I see my father who has been reunited after a long absence.

For a moment, father's heart was like a cold wind passing through, and heavy snow was flying.

The cold night was full of his tears, and my son's rebellion broke his heart.

Choked up, so sad to cry.

However, in the face of such a sad father, Brother Jun was not moved at all, but gave him a cold look.

It is murderous.

At this moment, Uncle Marshal, who was still squatting on the tree, felt an earth-shattering murderous aura.

It was the anger of a sword cultivator, the silent murderous intent of a beast that had lost its freedom when it saw the culprit.

Uncle Marshal's hair stood on end immediately, seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around, no matter what happened, he just raised his foot to run.

But who is Brother Jun?The world's top swordsman, flashed in an instant, a man who could travel from the imperial city in the middle to the distant sky in a short time.

The wind couldn't keep up with his speed, and the birds couldn't see him, let alone an old smelly dog?

But in the blink of an eye, Uncle Marshal was strangled by the neck of fate, and in another moment, the scene of the palace appeared in front of him and his old Beibi.

Suffered!Father felt suffocated.

They, who managed to travel all over the world, were arrested again.

The father and the marshal uncle were distraught.

It was inevitable that they would be beaten by Brother Jun as soon as they escaped from Ah Ju's claws. They had a lively and tragic double reed on the spot.

However, at this time, Brother Jun didn't give them a look. Instead, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, staring at the fur ball on his leg in deep thought.

Appeared, again, like a glutinous rice ball bear growing on his feet.

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Tangyuan Bear, a rare species that is a combination of a white mother bear and a black father bear.

It's cute, it's charming, it's sweet, it loves beauties and heroes.

Just like the brother Jun in front of him, the combination of beauty and hero, the most shining male god in Tangyuan's young heart.

For Tangyuan, brother Jun is Uncle Goose's father, so it should be his grandfather.But Brother Jun is so good-looking, every hair looks like the dream of glutinous rice balls.

How could such a perfect brother Jun be a grandfather?It must be the beautiful brother of Tangyuan.

Brother who even smells super good.

Xiao Tangyuan, who has never seen the world, does not know that the fragrance of his brother Jun is the combination of the north and the south, the intertwining of snow mountains and oceans.

But it doesn't matter, this does not affect Tangyuan's passionate love for brother Jun.

Tangyuan shook its short short tail, rubbed it a few times, and then climbed onto Brother Jun's shoulder, blinking its bright eyes, trying to stick it with its soft fur.

But Brother Jun obviously didn't want to stick to it, so he grabbed it by the back of the neck, pulled the glutinous rice balls off his body, and put them back on the ground.

The glutinous rice balls were unwilling to give up, and as soon as they landed, they jumped up again with a "whoosh".

Pulling and running, back and forth, after several times of this cycle, Brother Jun decided to give up.

After all, as a generation of high-quality swordsmen, Brother Jun has the excellent virtue of caring for cubs, and Tangyuan is obviously the cub among cubs, and he can't even speak very fluently, which is not at all like Hu Bao who fishes every day in the palace. Same.

Faced with such a cub, Brother Jun could only resign himself to his fate and hold his body, preparing to return it to his father bear himself, and take the opportunity to wander around for a while.

But before that

Brother Jun glanced at his pretentious father, turned his head and caught Fox Bao from the roof of a certain building in the palace, basking in the sun with his belly open.

A fox who knows how to make illusions, and a former emperor who knows how to change memorials.

Very good, let Father Huang Huan be him and return to government affairs.

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The emperor who retired but was kicked out of the market and returned to the throne:

Hu Bao, who just wants to eat and wait to die but is forced to work:

Spinach who came to look for Brother Jun but felt that the King's Majesty was not pleasing to the eye:

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Spinach narrowed his handsome eyes, held the memorial in one hand, and slapped the table hard with the other, "Where are the others?"

The royal father looked at the fox treasure spread like mud on the imperial table, and sighed desolately.

"Ran."

"Abducted by a bear."