When he woke up the next day, Long Xiangtian found himself lying on the bed in the inn. Long Xiangtian tried his best to recall what happened yesterday, but the hangover headache made him unable to remember what he did yesterday. He only remembered that he was indeed forced to drink a lot of alcohol yesterday, but he thought that the rest of the people should be similar to him.
Thinking of the drunken looks of those people, Long Xiangtian smiled slightly, and felt more and more that if he and they were not burdened with their respective identities, they would definitely be very good friends.
Long Xiangtian looked around but didn't see any trace of Yan Qingwu, but he thought that under Yunniang's protection, no one could hurt Yan Qingwu, so he felt relieved.
However, it was a good opportunity for Long Xiangtian to do some of his own things while Yan Qingwu was away. After all, he had not yet taken out the "Flowing Sand Map" that he had bought at the auction.
As soon as he took out the "Quick Sand Map" and before Long Xiangtian could observe it carefully, the "Heaven-Killing Tyrant Qi" started running on its own without any warning, which was somewhat unexpected for Long Xiangtian. What was even more unexpected for Long Xiangtian was that as soon as the "Heaven-Killing Tyrant Qi" started running, the "Quick Sand Map" seemed to know something and began to move, which made Long Xiangtian quite curious.
If anyone saw the scene at this time, they would be extremely surprised. Even the person involved, Long Xiangtian, didn't know what was happening. He just saw the parchment floating in front of Long Xiangtian without any external force.
But before Long Xiangtian could figure it out, he suddenly found that the mysterious power in his body was radiating outwards uncontrollably, covering the parchment. After the parchment felt the mysterious energy, it suddenly glowed with golden light, and then a beam of light shot straight into Long Xiangtian's mind from the parchment. Long Xiangtian did not resist, he felt that "The Mysterious Energy of Killing the Sky" would never harm him.
Sure enough, after the beam of light shot into Long Xiangtian's mind, Long Xiangtian found that a complicated text inexplicably appeared in his mind.
After reading it carefully, Long Xiangtian was surprised to find that the text actually described a magical physical martial art called "Thousand Miles of Flowing Sand Steps".
Long Xiangtian was secretly delighted this time, thinking that he had found a treasure. Although he had a lot of martial arts, they were all for attacking, and he didn't have this kind of body shape martial arts. Although the text did not specify the level of the martial arts, Long Xiangtian felt that the martial arts that could cause the "Heaven-Killing Tyrant Profound Qi" to be restless must be extraordinary. Even when he practiced the "God-Destroying Finger" before, the "Heaven-Killing Tyrant Profound Qi" did not react so much.
Long Xiangtian carefully felt the words in his mind, and the more he read, the more he felt the extraordinaryness of the "Thousand Miles of Quick Sand Step". According to the text, this skill should be a martial art created by a great man who was inspired by the ancient Quick Sand River. After the martial art is perfected, one can even run thousands of miles on the Quick Sand River without any harm.
Although Long Xiangtian had never heard of the ancient quicksand river, a river that could have existed since ancient times must be extraordinary.
Long Xiangtian followed the instructions in the text and circulated the meridians throughout his body bit by bit. Soon, as the sound of rivers appeared in his mind, Long Xiangtian found that he had learned how to practice this technique directly. There was no difficulty at all when he first practiced the God-Destroying Finger.
Long Xiangtian was also quite puzzled. He didn't know whether it was a problem with the "Thousand Mile Flowing Sand Step" or his own problem. However, since he couldn't figure it out, Long Xiangtian was too lazy to think about it. He just stood up and wanted to use the "Thousand Mile Flowing Sand Step" to test its power.
However, when Long Xiangtian practiced the "Thousand Mile Flowing Sand Step", he discovered a problem that left him speechless. Not only did the "Thousand Mile Flowing Sand Step" fail to make him as light as a swallow, but it made his reactions extremely difficult, and even his legs felt like they were stuck in a quagmire.
Long Xiangtian finally understood why the "Thousand Mile Quicksand Step" was called this and why it had something to do with quicksand. After practicing this martial art, his legs became extremely heavy and out of control. Every step Long Xiangtian took was very difficult, as if he was walking in quicksand.
However, this also made Long Xiangtian feel relieved. After all, from one aspect, the power of martial arts should be proportional to the difficulty of cultivation. He thought he had cultivated it easily, so he inevitably had some doubts about the quality of "Thousand Miles of Flowing Sand Step". But now it seems that his cultivation of "Thousand Miles of Flowing Sand Step" has just begun.
Although he couldn't control the "Thousand Miles Flowing Sand Step" well now, Long Xiangtian believed that no matter how difficult the martial arts were, they would be defeated by him. After trying for a while, Long Xiangtian finally found the key to his inability to find the trick, which was the lack of crisis.
Body shape martial arts are originally used to avoid attacks, but now Long Xiangtian is alone here and there is no one who can attack him. Naturally, he has no sense of crisis in his heart and naturally cannot practice it.
After figuring it out, Long Xiangtian was a little helpless. After all, he couldn't just find anyone to duel with him. But if he wanted to duel, Long Xiangtian was just preparing for the upcoming martial arts conference. It seemed that this martial arts conference was really here to help him.
After thinking it through, Long Xiangtian decided to look for Yan Qingwu. After all, Long Xiangtian was very confident in his protection of Yunniang, but he was still worried about Yan Qingwu.
When Long Xiangtian was about to go out, someone pushed the door open and came in. It was Yan Qingwu in plain clothes.
"Qingwu, I was just about to go out to look for you and you came. How were you? Where did you go yesterday? Have you forgotten about your brother Xiangtian?" Long Xiangtian laughed when he saw Yan Qingwu jumping around.
"Ah, Brother Xiangtian, how could I forget you." Yan Qingwu said with a smile: "But, Brother Xiangtian, do you know that Sister Tang Yu is a princess?"
Then Yan Qingwu told Long Xiangtian about how she and Tang Yu went out to watch the lantern festival yesterday, and showed off to Long Xiangtian what she had seen and heard. Although Long Xiangtian was not very interested, he couldn't refuse, so he had to listen to Yan Qingwu's excited words one by one.
However, it must be said that the Lantern Festival in Tianming City was indeed much larger than the one in Yueyang Mountain. Yan Qingwu and Tang Yu were both young girls in their teens, so they were naturally curious and played until midnight. However, there were at least a dozen people secretly protecting them, so even though the two girls were extraordinary in appearance, no one dared to cause trouble.
Tang Yu, who was tired from playing, directly invited Yan Qingwu to stay in the palace for a night. Yan Qingwu was originally very curious about such a majestic place as the palace. With Tang Yu's cordial invitation, she stayed in Tang Yu's palace for a night. Of course, Yan Qingwu was so busy playing that she really forgot about Long Xiangtian, but how could Yan Qingwu admit that
Seeing Yan Qingwu's excitement, Long Xiangtian was also quite happy in his heart. After all, it was a good thing for Yan Qingwu to find a good playmate. However, he still reprimanded Yan Qingwu for not returning home all night. He did not stop criticizing her until Yan Qingwu admitted her mistake.