Chapter 141 (1/2)

The script is wrinkled and very old. It looks like an ancient book.

”Benefactor, this supreme secret script was obtained by me from an ancient relic. It's a pity that I can't practice it because it's related to Buddhism. Today I'm destined to give you the supreme secret script.”

Speaking of the secret script, the monk's expression became very dignified, holding the secret script in both hands, very solemn.

”Benefactor, this is a great opportunity. Congratulations to you for getting this secret code. If you want to practice in the future, it will be a broad road and unimpeded.”

The monk handed out the secret script.

It was a casual remark. I didn't expect that the monk really had a secret code, and his grin before he swept away became very dignified, which made Zichen's heart unable to eat through each other. Moreover, the secret script was wrinkled and old-fashioned. It was similar to the thunder and lightning nine death that the supreme elder had given him at the beginning, but there was no insect eye.

The solemnity of the monk made Zichen very curious and subconsciously took a look at the supreme secret code.

I was just waiting for myself to see the handwriting on the top of the secret script, and I almost vomited blood and fainted.

That is not any ancient Chinese character at all, but the current font, even a little old meaning is not, Zichen recognized at a glance.

On the surface of the secret script, there are three big characters, square and upright.

Paiyun palm!

The second-class combat skills used by Zhenqi state are not even innate ones. Where is the supreme secret code.

It turns out to be the most common combat skill. The reason for yellowing is that it has been put for a long time and kneaded for a long time. It is estimated that the dead monk has been holding it in his arms for a long time.

It seems that he knew the reason and put down the supreme secret code, and the monk left quickly.

”Good bye, benefactor!” Monk flies away in general, while the voice comes out, ”your bones will recover quickly. Don't use true Qi recently, so as to avoid bone dislocation.”

”Monk, I'll fork you @ ￥%...!” The purple Chen breaks out to scold, mercilessly, scolds the saliva four splashes, this time he really planted.

Planted in the hands of a greedy dead monk, planted a call thorough.

”Monk, I fork your whole family @ #” Purple Chen furiously scolds, crazy scolds, spits the star son to spray in disorder, is like the Mengmeng rain falls.

”Monk, what the hell... Which temple burned the wrong incense and burned you out?”

Zichen continued to scold, angry, but this planting is really thorough, even planted in the hands of monks.

”Damn it, they say everything goes wrong when I see a monk. The first time I see a monk, I meet a bad monk.” Zichen burst out abuse, vent the dissatisfaction in the heart.

In the distance, some people show their heads, but they dare not go forward. They are sensing the energy fluctuation. They just see Zichen lying in the Hutong and cursing, and they all leave with interest.

Zichen scolded for half an hour, then slowly began to show his teeth.

”This damn monk is really cruel. Don't let me see him next time, or I will have to give him a combination of hardness and softness.” The purple Chen moved the body, the bone sends out the sound of Pa Pa, still have some ache.

”But it seems that the body feels better.” I don't know if it's an illusion. Zichen finds that his constitution has become stronger and stronger. What's more, it's really useful to have a mellow, rigid and soft feeling.

”Bah, it must be an illusion. The dead monk came here for the sake of the fire sword. He certainly has no good intentions. He will help me?” Zichen dispelled the illusion in the heart. At the same time, the real Qi in the Dantian was surging, and the vigorous Qi and blood were surging. In Zichen's body, the voice of surging waves sounded.

When the monk left before, he said that Zichen could not use his true Qi for a few days, but this was only half an hour. If the monk was there, he would be surprised. At the next moment, he was expected to open Zichen and check the reason.

”Thanks to the mysterious heart.” Zichen's heart is glad that there is energy far away from the heart, quickly repairing the body, which makes Zichen half an hour, completely recovered.

Reaching out to his arms, Zichen took out a golden stone. He was about the size of his fist. It was extremely heavy. It was picked up in the thunder field at the beginning. Zichen had been on his body, but not in the bag.

”Fortunately, the evil monk didn't search his body, otherwise it would be over.” Taking out the golden stone, Zichen also saw the black armor. He was secretly glad that the target of the other party was only the fire sword. On his own body, the golden stone was not cheaper than the fire sword. As for the black armor, although there is no special place to find, if Zichen is not suspicious, the three forces want it.

”Because of it, I nearly lost my life and escaped for more than half a year. I must take care of it!” Zichen collected the black armor closely.

The cloud palms of the supreme secret code are thrown aside, crumpled. Just looking at the back, it looks like an ancient book.

”Damn dead monk, take this broken paiyun palm to deceive me, pit away my fire sword and Yuan Shi.” Zichen scolds again and kicks toward secret code.

”Peng!”

Secret code flies up, hits the wall and falls.

”Hum, it's not broken, it's not broken!” Zichen cold hum, unexpectedly did not kick to break this secret script, he two steps forward, and then severely trampled on two feet, until the three big characters of paiyun palm are crushed.”Hum!”

Cold hum again, Zichen turned to leave, but still feel uncomfortable in the heart, dozens of Yuan Stone, and a magic weapon, unexpectedly only changed such a broken secret.

Zichen reflexively returns, picks up the secret script from the ground, must tear him to pieces.

”Stab!”