Chapter 14 Section 1

In Tokyo, crowded with neon lights and bustling, there is a quiet and elegant secret place. The secret place has a very introverted name, "Blacksmithing Field". As long as martial arts experts reach a certain level, no matter if it is a vampire, a human being, or any life form you can imagine, they can enter "that place" with the only condition of swearing peace, and pray for it to be taken away. one thing. And take pride in being able to take away something that is only yours. Chen Musheng did not intend to take something away. Just because he paranoidly believes that the so-called "strong" is "strong" itself, and anyone who hopes to find honor and favor in other things will not shine.

The "blacksmithing field" is located in the back mountain of a shrine with a lot of incense. Because of the invisible magic spell for thousands of years, the blacksmithing field has been locked in the mist created by illusion for many years, and it cannot be discovered by ordinary people. There is only a little Ksitigarbha guarding under the cherry tree, which serves as the landmark of the ironworks. Xiaojizo is the beginning of the enchantment, and the fog of illusion covers the road ahead in a misty white.If you continue to move forward, you will definitely come to a place where you have just stopped inexplicably, and you will lose the memory of the journey.If you don't give up and go forward again, you will inevitably repeat the cycle of getting lost, like a ghost blocking a wall.

"Pretending to be a ghost, it's a disgusting place." Chen Musheng stood in front of the little Ksitigarbha, sweating profusely, with his Wuting on his back. As soon as he clenched his fist, Chen Musheng exuded the air that can only be seen in real masters.It is one of the several keys to break through the enchantment, which can only be tempered when the inner strength is practiced to a certain level. Shitou Dizang opened his eyes, looked at Chen Musheng slowly, and made a controlling voice. "Chen Musheng, you're here again." Xiao Jizang's childish voice.

"Yes, yes." Chen Musheng couldn't get angry with the cute little Jizo.He is that kind of person. "Who is the person behind?" Xiao Jizang tilted his head, looking around curiously. "It's up to you, I've passed out." Chen Musheng shook his body, his crow swayed like a big piece of fat. "You know that if you make trouble, you will be short of arms and legs, right?" Xiao Jizang reminded kindly. "Let me in quickly, little monk." Chen Musheng was a little impatient. Xiao Jizang waved the Zen staff in his hand, and the fog broke away immediately, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

There is a gentle breeze, blowing the faint fragrance of cedars all over the mountain, and a straight staircase goes straight up through the unknown animal path.The stairs are spotless, and the fallen leaves are not stained, and there is a Japanese-style wooden courtyard at the top. Chen Musheng stepped up the steps, and the breath of the woods, isolated from the bustling world, seemed to have a magical power to calm people's hearts.For him, it was too trivial and troublesome to distinguish whether the stairs under his feet were illusions or real objects. He was just worried about how to talk to the old man and save the stranger who had never met before.

Suddenly, there was some disturbing airflow among the trees. No, not much, those annoying guys have been waiting in the woods for a long time. Chen Musheng put down the crowbar, pulled himself together, and looked at a few "curse beasts" inhabiting the surrounding treetops. Although the cursed beast has a character of beast, its body is made of thin "oil paper". It is not so much a beast as it is a huge phantom after the art of origami.Oil paper let out a low roar that cannot be heard in the world through the spirit bestowed by the "curse" cast by the old man.

Old rules. Chen Musheng shouted loudly: "Understood, come quickly!" The cursed beasts on the tree fell from all directions, some moved lightly, some were like crazy tigers, some hovered over and observed repeatedly, and some swiped back and forth in the air like sharks in the sea.Of course, the only target of these cursed beasts was Chen Musheng who was in a hurry. "Tsk tsk, this old man is getting more and more messy..." Chen Musheng's iron sand palms flew up and down, and every time a cursed beast touched it, the cursed beast made the sound of oiled paper being torn.If the shot is heavier, the cursed beast will explode immediately, from big to small, and turn back into broken pieces of paper on the ground.

The cursed beast's attack sometimes succeeded, but it didn't leave the wounds defined in the surgical reference book on Chen Musheng's body, but it was scorched all over.The wound was strange, but the pain was incomparably real, and Chen Musheng's palm force became stronger and stronger. There are more and more cursed beasts, more and more ferocious, and the charred wounds on Chen Musheng's body are also becoming more and more considerable.Chen Musheng clenched his teeth, stacking layers of palm force, showing vigorously.Chen Musheng thought to himself, if his memory serves him correctly, the time of confrontation with the cursed beast this time has already far exceeded the time of his last visit to the "forge".

"Damn it! Are you going to hit me until I have no strength!" Chen Musheng yelled and pressed down with his left palm, a paper wolf cursed beast couldn't stand it, its legs stood on the ground, and the whole body shattered. The cursed beast is a monster made of paper, there is no scene of flying flesh and blood, and there is no moral issue of "can't bear it".Chen Musheng played vigorously, so he ignored the problem of too long confrontation time, took a break, and wanted to try the results of reaching the peak of all his skills. Chen Musheng stepped steadily, and pushed his hands flat, using an extremely mediocre move that didn't need a special name at all.

A fierce hot wind swept across the air, and a cursed beast in the shape of a boa constrictor was blasted in the air by the hot wind, and the scorching palm even hit Liu Shan ten steps away in the air.The cedar was shaken, the bark cracked faintly, and scorched smoke squeaked out. A two-and-a-half-meter paper giant took the opportunity to hug Chen Musheng tightly from behind, opened its mouth wide, and its sharp fangs bit down on the top of Chen Musheng's head. Chen Musheng roared loudly, the air trembled, and a wave of diamond energy shattered the paper giant ape.Booming his hands to the left and right, a paper leopard and a paper tiger were wiped out like that.

These two strokes were earth-shattering, the cursed beast suddenly fled in all directions, and slipped away cleanly. As soon as the wind blew, the ashes on the stairs were blown away, and gradually diluted and disappeared along with the large and small scorched black on Chen Musheng's body. The match is over. Or rather, the quiz is over.