"Although extremes often mean strength, they don't really suit me."
Just when he was immersed in the artistic conception, even his family members appeared in front of him.
If it weren't for [Visualization], he would have held on to his self-awareness and might have killed even his family members in his fantasy.
"The Shura who controls killing has the power and freedom to slaughter everything, but does not have the freedom to 'not kill'."
"Kill when you want to kill, and don't kill when you don't want to kill. That's the real strength."
Xue Jing thought about his own views.
"With [Visualization], maybe I can modify the Shura Sword..."
Shaking his head, Xue Jing put the idea aside for the time being and started his daily running exercise.
A few hours later, Xue Jing went to the neighborhood committee and explained the matter of the garden lawn. Relying on his good looks, he apologized to the auntie from the neighborhood committee and successfully obtained forgiveness. The auntie even smiled and did not ask him to pay any money.
But Xue Jing still insisted on paying the money for rebuilding the grassland. He was quite rich now and there was no need for him to take advantage of it.
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At nine o'clock in the morning, Xue Jing, wearing casual clothes and holding Futu in his hand, was standing at the gate of his community waiting.
The blessing of Lv7 level charm combined with the innate soft rice holy body and Taoist fetus made passers-by look sideways.
Many people were eager to come forward and chat with her, but every time they tried to get close, they would meet Xue Jing's eyes.
Then, I felt a chill in my heart and an inexplicable fear. I gave up the idea of chatting her up and left in a hurry.
"The Shura Sword Intention is quite useful in this regard."
Xue Jing's eyes turned slightly red as he looked into the eyes of a beautiful woman wearing hot pants and dressed sexy. The other party's expression immediately froze and she gave up the idea of coming forward.
The murderous aura that penetrates the bones will make people instinctively fear death.
Xue Jing didn't have to wait too long. Soon, a large black limousine that looked very expensive stopped on the side of the road not far away.
The rear window was rolled down, and a beautiful young girl with a childish appearance half-stuck out of the window, waving at Xue Jing, saying hello with a happy face:
"Hi, hi, hi! Junior brother~ here, here~"
Xue Jing smiled and walked over.
When he came closer, Takeyama Ying opened the car door and got out. He stretched out a pair of soft and boneless hands, took his arm, and pulled him into the back seat.
Then the girl got in the car and sat next to Xue Jing. She turned her head and smiled at the driver:
"Sister Sang, let's drive~"
"Yes, ma'am."
The driver was a woman in her thirties, wearing glasses and looking very gentle.
She looked at Xue Jing curiously in the rearview mirror, looked at his face a few more times, and sighed in her heart.
But he didn't say much, just stepped on the accelerator, the car started smoothly, turned a corner, and drove towards the northern city.
In the car, Zhushan Ying and Xue Jing sat together.
The faint fragrance of a young girl lingered at his nose, but Xue Jing did not pay attention to it. Instead, he touched the seat cushion.
The texture is soft and has excellent elasticity.
"Junior brother, I went to the dojo this morning. They had already started renovating there. It was really noisy..."
Zhushan Ying started chattering nearby.
She was wearing a youthful light purple short-sleeved shirt and black overalls today, revealing a pair of flawless, delicate white legs, and a pair of sandals decorated with flowers on her feet.
Because Xue Jing usually only saw Senior Sister Zhu wearing her training clothes, he found it very fresh.
"I went to see the eldest brother this morning."
As he was talking, Zhu Shanying took off his sandals, put his bare feet on the wide seat, sat sideways in an untidy manner, then stretched out one arm, hooked it around Xue Jing's neck, and almost half hung on Xue Jing, and said with a smile:
"I heard from Master that Senior Brother chased Jiao Hongyuan for a long time yesterday and severely injured the old man. But after chasing him to the South City District, a group of people suddenly appeared to stop him, and Jiao Hongyuan escaped."
Xue Jing felt the Asian Cup rubbing against his arm and thought:
"That would be a bit troublesome."
As the owner of the Jinfeng Dojo, Jiao Hongyuan is extremely powerful. Currently in the Canglong Dojo, except for the eldest brother Meng Boshan, no one can defeat him.
Now the Jinfeng Dojo and the Canglong Dojo have completely become enemies. If Jiao Hongyuan disregards his old face and wants to play dirty tricks, avoiding Meng Boshang and specifically assassinating their other disciples, it would be really difficult to deal with.
Xue Jing himself is not too afraid of this, as he still has a double passive guarantee.
But the other seniors didn’t have that.
Zhu Shanying shook his head and said, "Master said that Jiao Hongyuan was seriously injured. In order to protect his disciple, the senior brother used the 'Secret Point of the Eye' to penetrate his body. Even if he is not dead now, he is only half alive. Let us not worry."
Xue Jing nodded upon hearing this, "That's good."
"And Senior Brother Chen, he seems very angry and is planning to follow Senior Brother to the Golden Wind Dojo to get back at his place..."
Amid the girl's clear and pleasant voice, the car drove into the northern city area.
After turning several turns, we arrived at the gate of a huge manor.
Although Xue Jing had expected that Zhu Shanying, who claimed to be a super rich woman and could casually give away a 20 million long sword, must live in a very impressive place, the result still exceeded his expectations.
Xue Jing roughly estimated the walls on both sides of the gate to be at least a hundred meters long. If the length and width were similar, the area of the manor would be more than 10,000 square meters.
This area is actually not exaggerated.
But the problem is that this is the northern part of the city where you can’t buy a house even if you have money…
"Hehehe, this is the true strength of this rich woman. What do you think, little junior brother? Don't you want to work hard anymore?"
The car slowly drove into the gate of the manor. Takeyama Ying stood beside him with his arms folded across his chest, raised his head and said proudly.
Xue Jing looked at the luxuriously decorated big house in the distance, swallowed his saliva, and said stubbornly: "It's just so-so."
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Chapter 94: Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers in the Sunny City, Perfect Movement (4K)
The car was driving on the cobblestone driveway. Xue Jing looked at the elegant scenery in the manor through the car window, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on Fu Tu's scabbard.
"That's the stable over there. Have you ever ridden a horse, little brother?"
Zhu Shanying pointed to a circular fence on the grass not far away. Inside it was a row of pens made of wooden boards. Each pen contained large horses of various colors with beautiful coats. A servant was holding a large spoon and adding food to the horse trough.
"How about we go horseback riding later? The back door of my house is right behind the mountains of the northern city, which is a great place for horseback riding."
Xue Jing shook his head: "I can't ride a horse."
Zhu Shanying's lively eyes were filled with smiles: "That's perfect, I'll teach you."
Xue Jing wanted to refuse, but suddenly realized something, thought about it, and said with a smile:
"Okay, let's give it a try."
Takeyama Ying exclaimed, somewhat surprised.
"I thought you would be serious and say 'I'm here to practice martial arts, not to play' and refuse righteously."
She reached out and poked Xue Jing's cheek, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are more interesting than I thought, little brother."
The car slowly stopped in the small square in front of the main house, the door opened, and Xue Jing got out.
He glanced at the beautifully shaped fountain in the center of the small square and asked Takeyama Ying, who had just gotten off the car:
"Where are Senior Sister's family members? I have to say hello."
The main reason for coming to Takeyama Ying's house this time is because I need an open space to practice martial arts, especially to practice swordsmanship.
He usually had limited space in the training room of Canglong Dojo and could only practice basic sword techniques.
The training hall was full of ordinary disciples. Not only did I have to be restrained when practicing for fear of hurting others, but I was also constantly being watched, which was quite uncomfortable.
It just so happened that the Canglong Dojo was going to be renovated, and Zhushan Ying said that her house was big and she could do whatever she wanted, so Xue Jing agreed. Otherwise, he would have to find a new place to practice martial arts, which would be troublesome.
Now that I'm here, I must say hello to Takeyama Ying's family to avoid being impolite.
Hearing Xue Jing's words, Zhu Shanying shook his head and said, "My family members are not in Qingcheng. Apart from the servants who take care of the house, I live alone."
Um
Xue Jing raised his eyebrows and glanced at her.
"Why, Senior Sister Zhu, where are you from, a city girl who came to the countryside to experience life?"
Zhu Shanying curled his lips and said, "That's more or less true... but your statement is weird."
"Qingcheng is where my ancestors started their family... Before they passed away, they left a will saying that Qingcheng is where our family will be born, and that everyone in our family must come here to live for a period of time every year."
"Two years ago, when I came to live in Qingcheng, I met my master and became his disciple. I settled here permanently to practice martial arts."
After listening to this, Xue Jing couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
How come there are so many talented people in such a small city like Qingcheng
Although I don't know how great Takeyama Ying's family background is, I know it is absolutely extraordinary since her ancestors dared to use the four words "dragon's rise place" to describe Qingcheng.
In addition to Zhushan Ying, there is also Master Li Qi, the 'Dragon King' who retired from the Inner Ring City, and Wu Youqing, whose exact degree of awesomeness is unknown but is definitely very awesome.
These are the ones that are related to him. I don’t know how many more there are that are not related to him.
"Senior Sister Zhu's ancestor was an expert in this field. There is a saying about the 'Dragon's Rising Place'."
Xue Jing shook his head and spoke.
There are indeed many hidden dragons in Haruhiro, and the biggest 'dragon' is himself.
Zhu Shanying waved his hand nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, come on, little brother, let's go in."
After saying that, she walked towards the main house in front, and Xue Jing followed behind her.
The huge black double wooden doors slowly opened, and what came into view was the entrance corridor decorated in soft beige tones.
To Xue Jing's surprise, the decoration style of the main house did not pursue high taste, but was rather homely, with modern traces of the pursuit of comfort and practicality everywhere.
Apart from being a bit ridiculously large, the style of the whole house is quite down-to-earth. There are basically no flashy things like oil paintings, antique sculptures, crystal chandeliers, etc.
After passing the entrance hall, there was a small living room opposite, but Zhushan Ying did not take Xue Jing there. Instead, he took him to turn and go up to the second floor via the stairs in the left corridor.
"I am the only one living in this house now. You can walk around freely, little brother. Don't worry about anything."
Zhu Shanying was talking as she walked up the stairs, and Xue Jing followed behind her. As they went up and down, their eyes inevitably fell on the girl's round and curvy body.
Twisting her body back and forth, contrasted with her slender waist, she shows a youthful yet fatal temptation.
Xue Jing didn't look at it for long, but turned around to look at the house's exquisite structure, lighting design, etc.
"There is a large swimming pool on the third floor. If you are tired from practicing martial arts and want to relax, you can go there. Swimming is very comfortable."
"That's the library. Many of the books there are out-of-print and can't be bought..."
Zhu Shanying took Xue Jing around the house, introduced the basic layout, and finally brought him to the fifth floor.
The door opened to reveal an extremely spacious room, dozens of meters long and wide, with a light grey rubber floor. There was nothing else except dozens of load-bearing columns and some equipment.
"This is the training room. You can practice martial arts here, or you can go to the courtyard. You can also go directly to the back mountain of North City through the back door. It's very convenient."
Zhu Shanying said with a smile.
"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhu."
Xue Jing thanked him.
"That's it, little junior brother, you can practice first. I have all the herbs here. The small room over there is where the medicine is prepared. You can use whatever you want."
Zhushan Ying pointed to an inconspicuous door in the corner of the training room.
"I still have some things to do. I will come back to have lunch with you at noon. Then I will teach you how to ride a horse."
The girl said this, waved her hand, and left the practice room.
Xue Jing suppressed the strange feeling of being kept, shook his head, took a deep breath, and began his daily practice.
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On the other side, outside Qingcheng, there is a deserted wilderness.
Jiao Hongyuan opened his eyes and started coughing violently.