Chapter 282 Xiaochan and the Pistol

This is a relatively delicate pavilion, and it is built in a style, but the decoration inside has nothing to do with luxury, everything is simple and practical.

In a large and small main hall, it was already densely packed with people. There were two Taoist boys standing at the door. Two long white cloths hung down behind the Taoist boys. Following the discussion of Taoism in all things in the world, according to the Taoist boy when he first went up the mountain, this lecture will introduce the origin of Taoism and the principles of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Naturally, such a class is the foundation of the foundation for all cultivators. Most people dislike this class. Even Wang Tianyu didn't come. Only Anyang and Xiaochan came here. They were people who didn't know anything about the essence of Taoism, and there was another little monster with low mana. Just like the people sitting in the main hall, most of them had just touched the threshold of cultivation, or had just transformed into a monster.

People haven't entered yet, but the huge stone giant stands at the door, which has attracted the attention of many people inside, and bursts of exclamations.

"Sure enough, it's a partial lecture, and there are still a few places to be vacated, but it hasn't started yet."

Anyang said so, stood up and picked up the collar of Xiaochan next to him, jumped off the stone giant, put Xiaochan down, patted his clothes, strode through the crowd and stepped into the main hall, where a group of small children walked. Yaoxiaodao all give in, even if he thinks he has some ability, he can't commit a conflict with him because of such a class, and most of them still make room for him.

So, he sat down in front of the main hall.

"Seventeen, get your records ready."

"Ready."

Anyang nodded and glanced back, only to find that Xiaochan was standing behind him at a loss, in a position where she could just stand, looking around, not knowing where to sit.

Seeing Anyang's eyes looking over, she became even more flustered.

Anyang chuckled lightly, grabbed Xiaochan's hand, and then pulled her to stand beside him in her exclamation, while looking at a very tall monster next to her.

"This daoist brother, please be more convenient."

I don't know what the monster was made of. He is more than two meters tall and has a big waist and a round waist. It looks like a fierce momentum is coming towards his face, but Anyang is not afraid and looks at him calmly, even with a faint smile. , but the eyes were decidedly different, as if with a sense of repression from the creatures at the top of the food chain.

Almost as soon as the eyes met, the fierceness on the monster's face faded away, frowning and moving to the side to make room for Xiaochan.

Fortunately, Xiaochan himself can't take up much space, and this space is not worth mentioning for his giant-like body, but he squeezed a few other monsters, causing a lot of noise.

Xiaochan quietly raised her eyes and glanced at Anyang, and then she sat down timidly. She had bent her legs and hugged her knees, the same posture she used to sleep every time, but in this posture, there was no wall against which to lean. She would be very tired, so she quickly put her legs down again, hesitated for a while, and followed Anyang's way of crossing her legs and grabbing her two calves with her hands. half.

She touched something hard in her arms and looked around vigilantly, very nervous.

Not long after, more and more people came here.

As expected in Anyang, this lecture hall teaches the most basic knowledge, and the level of cultivators who come here is often the worst, second only to the lecture hall that teaches the way to get into Taoism. These people are not very skilled. When they climbed the Kunlun Mountain, they walked the slowest. It was good for those who got up early, but they arrived very late when they got up late. I guess they did not know that Kunlun Mountain was so high. The mountain took so long.

Fortunately, although Kunlun Mountain is high, it is strange that there will be no high-response phenomenon. Otherwise, some ordinary people who want to take this opportunity to seek immortals will have to be eliminated.

This also led to the fact that other lecture halls were filled early, with very few people coming later, but this one was different. Although it was full before, there were still many people on the way. The more people came later, the more people came, so the seats of those who came early were challenged.

There are no other people in the lecture hall, there are only two Taoist boys, and there is no mana fluctuation on their bodies. It seems that they are all standing at the door. It can be seen from their attitude that no matter who enters the lecture hall, they keep one eye closed. Not even one eye, it's just that both eyes are closed, sleeping, and ignoring the disputes that occur.

Many monsters and Taoists are relieved. Some cultivators who have learned attacking spells walk in fearlessly, some directly reveal powerful spells, some monsters who rely on their physical advantages squeeze in arrogantly, and there are usually peaceful monsters , at this time, his sharp claws and fangs were exposed, and his body exuded the might of the king of beasts, forcing these incompetent wandering Taoists to give way.

Until a tall and well-proportioned man walked to the front of the lecture hall and stopped in front of Anyang, his five fingers had white claws sticking out, not just as simple as nails, but nearly ten centimeters long, like each finger. The tip is embedded with a curved claw knife, which looks even more fierce than the Black Panther in "Captain America: Civil War", and more full of the momentum of the beast.

This is the claws of a real beast!

The man glanced at Anyang, and seemed to feel very bland, but due to his natural prudence, he tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, until Anyang raised his head and stared at him with extremely calm eyes, his body suddenly exuded a thick smell. Aggressive, mixed with naked murderous intent and bloody aura, these were not enough to deter a ferocious animal, but although it went from bottom to top, the majesty that seemed to be condescending calmed him down.

Without any hesitation, the man turned his target. As for who seemed to be the best bully here, it was naturally Xiaochan.

He thought that they were both demons before, so he wasn't ready to start, but now, he can only start with her.

"You, get up, get out of the way!"

A few short syllables, but there is no doubt, with a strong threatening taste.

He felt his breath from far away, and then met his eyes at this time, Xiaochan couldn't help shivering, and instinctively remembered to get out of the way, but out of the corner of the light, he caught sight of Anyang slowly turning his head to her, his eyes were calm. She was very calm. When she remembered that she encountered a mountain monster on the road, Anyang's amazing combat power, and the thundering thunder of the mountains behind her in the village, the flames covering the whole sky, she gritted her teeth, but she didn't move. .

Anyang turned his head again and was silent.

The man took a deep breath, the sound of inhalation was like a bellows twitching, as if accompanied by a roar that resounded through the forest, his eyes suddenly took on a bit of murderous intent.

"I think you and I are both demons. It's not easy to practice. Now get out of the way. I can find a place for you in the back. Otherwise, you will die here."

Xiaochan's small body trembled visibly, and she almost wanted to compromise, but after hesitating for a while, she resisted her fear and pointed at the man with a silver shiny object in her arms. This thing is not too big, it's only slightly bigger than the palm of an ordinary person, but it looks very big in Xiaochan's hand, especially since she is so nervous now that she almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

"You, don't force me, this, this thing is very powerful."

Xiaochan's soft voice came out, trying to be strong, but with her cute and fair face, the threat was almost zero.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the obvious metal object. The shape looked very irregular, but he was just holding the handle with his hand. There was a thumb-sized black hole at the top, pointing at himself, and his eyes were cold for a while. stand up.

"You are courting death."

When Xiaochan was nervous, she shivered with fright. She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.

boom!

A muffled sound resounded in the main hall.

The man's abdomen suddenly had a big hole with a thick bowl, and a puddle of blood even shot out from his back. His face turned pale, as if he was suffering from great pain, and slammed onto a female Taoist in front of him. His stomach didn't say a word, his teeth were tense, and he glared at Xiaochan, and what was in Xiaochan's hand—

pistol!

The cultivators in the main hall were stunned, most of them stared at the pistol in amazement, not understanding what magic weapon this was.

Palm Thunder?

What about Corey?

Why can't I see the thunder but not the fire?

People with discerning eyes can see that this is a bit like a hidden weapon, but this power is too unbelievable, right?

Xiaochan opened her eyes and saw blood, her face was warm and sticky, her face also turned pale, her body tensed instantly, and then she shivered, but she clenched her teeth and didn't make a sound. Finally reacting, he retracted the pistol, raised his sleeve and wiped the blood on his face.

From beginning to end, her eyes were wide and round.

Anyang told her how to use this thing and said that it could solve her troubles, but he didn't say that this thing is so violent and bloody, and its power is so powerful. She thought that this magic weapon would just push people out with a bang, otherwise why would she aim at people, but she did not expect this thing to be far less gentle, and now it seems that it is not prepared for grabbing a position at all, and Born to kill!

If it was the man's head just now, she had no doubt that the man was already dead at this time.

Xiaochan was cowardly in the panic for a long time, and finally said to the man who fell on the ground and glared at her: "You, are you all right?"

Anyang glanced at her lightly and said, "He's a monster. As long as he doesn't kill him with a single blow, it won't take long for this injury to recover, don't worry."

Xiaochan let out a weak voice. She sat upright on the ground and didn't dare to speak. She didn't look sideways, but she couldn't help but glance at the man on the ground. She couldn't help but trembling slightly. Grip the heavy cold pistol tightly.

The tall monster next to him swallowed secretly. Fortunately, he chose to retreat just now, and there was no direct conflict. Otherwise, if there was a fight, he was afraid that his body would not survive a few times, and he could see clearly that this little girl was the man who led him. Here, looking at the appearance of this little girl, it is estimated that this strange magic weapon is not hers, but this man's.

He didn't dare to think about how terrifying this man was.

Soon, a short monster rushed out from behind, and with a flustered face, he carried the man lying on the ground out.

Since then, no one has dared to provoke this weak-looking little girl, and no one has dared to come here to grab a seat. Even the people who were sitting here subconsciously stayed away from them just now. The slightly cramped space suddenly opened up.

After waiting for half a column of incense, a middle-aged man in a loose Taoist robe came from behind, with a faint smile on his face, followed by two Taoist boys.

He sat directly on the high platform at the top, greeted everyone below, introduced himself casually, and then began to explain.

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