Jiang Shuihan stood up slowly, and moved his sore and swollen legs. His legs had not recovered for a long time, and his meridians were still a little uncomfortable, and he was easily fatigued. Looking up and seeing Ye Qingxuan's concerned eyes, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't worry, it's just that I sat for a long time, it's much better than before..."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "I don't know why, after the imperial court suddenly made this decision, I always feel weird. It is obvious that the power of the magic sect is expanding rapidly, and the world is already troubled. Why are there any martial arts competitions? The entire Baidao martial arts sect All the attention has been attracted to the past. The lower-ranked sects want to be at the top; the lower-ranked sects are afraid of being replaced... The thing that was supposed to be united against the magic sect, but because of the re-ranking, they are hostile to each other... "
Jiang Shuihan sighed: "Brother is right. Not to mention other sects, even my father is interested in competing now. Especially the imperial court deliberately arranged the competition for two years before starting from the local level. The two-year preparation period of the big sects gave every sect the desire to take a step forward. During these two years, all the disciples of the major sects who walked on the rivers and lakes will be called back for training. There is a gap where it is difficult for the disciples of the Baidao Dao School to show up... This is too dangerous."
The topic between the two became more and more serious, and it already made people feel out of breath.
What the hell is the devil trying to do
Is it just a magic gate
Why is it so confusing what the court is doing...
More than three months have passed since Chongxuanhu in Yunzhou put down the rebellion, and it is now late autumn.
Ye Qingxuan is fifteen years old.
The scene of this year was even more thrilling and exciting than his previous fourteen years. But it seems that the real challenge is yet to come, and the whole rivers and lakes are filled with the feeling that "the mountain is about to come and the wind is full".
"Soldiers come to fight, water comes to soil... No matter what we are about to face, we must seize the time to improve our strength in the past two years. Perhaps, for the enemy, these two years are enough for them to complete certain layouts, but these two years The year is equally important to us, and I believe that the growth of our strength in two years must be several times that of the enemy."
Ye Qingxuan was full of confidence, and resolutely said: "We spent a year to make our disciples master martial arts, and after a year, we took our disciples to travel the rivers and lakes to start practicing, and at the same time hunted and killed fierce ones, and used their blood to sharpen our knives. Sharp, sharp, sharper..."
Qingyun Temple is accumulating strength, because of the existence of Ye Qingxuan, the strength of the disciples in the temple, whether it is martial arts or internal strength, is increasing at an exponential rate, maybe it is really like what he said, it is also two years , the growth of one's own strength will definitely be several times that of the enemy's strength.
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yangzhou.
Outside Jiaxing City, beside Binan Lake.
At the southern foot of Shuangzi Mountain, the world-famous "Whetstone Villa" is known all over the world.
Half a year has passed since the imperial court promulgated the decree of "Zhaowu Kyushu".
Climbing the mountain and facing the water, overlooking the distant view, the thousands of miles of rivers, the water is clear, and from a distance, it looks like a white ribbon.
The setting sun is slanting, the boats coming and going pass by the clear river, and the wine flags of the shops on the shore are swaying in the westerly wind.
Farther away, the cruise ship seems to be sailing through the clouds, and the hull of the boat seems to be covered with a thin layer of clouds; there are many egrets on the sandbar, just like flying on the Milky Way.
"Whetstone Villa" is famous all over the world.
But what makes it famous is not the stunning beauty of Binan Lake, but because of his master, Shi Daoran.
The "Golden Buddha" Shi Daoran ranked third in the "Extreme Earth List".
Shi Daoran is in a bad mood these days. In fact, in the past few years, his mood has rarely been calm.
The imperial court's "Zhaowu Tianxia" moved all the martial arts practitioners in the world, and Shi Daoran was no exception. Not only his own ranking in the world of "Whetstone Villa", but also his personal breakthrough in martial arts also made him worry.
This is a simply furnished room.
Apart from a set of tables, chairs, and a bed, the only piece of furniture in the room was a scroll hanging on the wall.
At this time, Shi Daoran stood in front of the scroll, staring at the painting in front of him, motionless.
Except for martial arts, Shi Daoran has always been pure-hearted and ascetic. In his eyes, anything other than martial arts would disturb his calm martial arts state of mind.
In front of Shi Daoran was a beautiful painting. In the painting, a weaver girl is spinning and weaving clothes in a shabby room. The style of the painting is simple and lifelike, and the characters are lifelike. The yellowed scroll proves the long time and history of this painting. It is a famous antique painting with a very long history.
In the margin of the painting, there is a seven character poem:
Pengmen didn't know Qi Luoxiang, so he planned to ask a good matchmaker to hurt himself.
Who loves to be romantic and high-style, and pity Shishijian to dress up.
Dare to praise the skill of the ten fingers, and don't make the eyebrows look long.
I bitterly hate pressing the gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others.
But it is a poem "Poor Girl", which fits the scene with a poem, which is very appropriate.
Shi Daoran looked at the painting blankly and remained silent for a long time. Anyone here who is familiar with Shi Daoran will know that what the owner of Shi Zhuang hates the most in his life is to play with words and show off.
Shi Zhuangzhu has always been tired of treating literati with a set of things, including poetry and painting. But now, this vulgar owner of Shi Zhuang stared at a painting for a long time and refused to speak. This scene is really incomprehensible.
As the third-ranked expert on the "Dijue Ranking", his own realm has remained at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and it has been nearly ten years, and there is no sign of promotion.
And the unique skills I have practiced are even more domineering. The internal force cultivated by any other kung fu will be expelled by the true qi in the body in an instant. There are several times when I forced myself to retain a different kind of true qi, and I almost lost my mind and died. .
What was Shi Daoran's original name, and he had forgotten it for a long time. There was no such a good name. This name was given to him by a fortune teller 40 years ago.
At that time, he was just over 20 years old, and it was the time when he was in high spirits. At that time, he was young and frivolous, and he overthrew twelve famous Jiangnan masters overnight, and became famous. The reason is that an old man gave himself a painting, which is the picture of "Poor Girl Weaving Clothes" in front of him, which changed his life's destiny.
That's not just a painting, it's actually a martial art, a martial art that can be called a miracle.
[Golden Crystal Glazed Jue], this is the name the old man told himself, and it is also its name.
The rapid progress of this technique is amazing, and at the same time, the dominance of the technique is also amazing!
I think that when I first got this skill, I resolutely practiced hard for five years, and after I got out of the rivers and lakes, I defeated twelve acquired masters in the south of the Yangtze River in one fell swoop, and finally became a generation of heroes admired by the world.
Now, forty years have passed.
But this martial art has not been able to make progress since he stepped into the tenth heaven of "Earth Yuan Realm" ten years ago. No matter how he practiced, he still couldn't touch the threshold of breaking through the innate realm.
Shi Daoran, who had long been accustomed to the speed of the [Golden Crystal Glazed Art], was very anxious, but there was nothing he could do. After feeling that the [Golden Crystal Glazed Jue] was difficult to advance, Shi Daoran turned his attention to other exercises, hoping to rely on other exercises to make a breakthrough. Unfortunately, as mentioned above, what Shi Daoran hoped for Everything is in vain after all.
I really don't know what to do next. Could it be that my fate, Shi Daoran, can only stop at the peak of the day after tomorrow? How wonderful is the taste of the innate realm
Now, in Shi Daoran's heart, the only person who can help him is probably the nameless old man who taught him the exercises back then.
Shi Daoran numbly pushed open the door and stepped into the world he was familiar with.
I suddenly felt something in my heart, when I looked up, there was a person sitting on the stone chair in the courtyard, drinking a jug of wine leisurely, the jug of wine was prepared by my servants before, and it was fulfilled at this time This unrestrained guest.
Shi Daoran's status in Jianghu is lofty. He has never been in such a situation. He couldn't help being furious for a while, "Hey, who are you? Why are you here?"
The other party, Shi Shiran, put down his wine glass and turned his head slowly.
Shi Daoran was stunned, this face was so familiar, it appeared in his memory countless times.
"Benefactor—it turned out to be you—"
Shi Daoran was overjoyed, the person who came was actually the nameless old man who gave him the [Golden Crystal Glazed Art] back then, and he especially remembered the other person's huge hooked nose and slightly squinted eyes, looking at it made people feel chills, but made him feel cold. Shi Daoran felt hot in his heart.
I haven't seen each other for more than forty years, the other party's expression has been there for a long time, even the wrinkles on the face have not been added, which is enough to show that the other party is at least innate.
The old man on the stone chair smiled slightly, turned around completely, and said slowly: "I haven't seen you for decades, I can't think of Shi Daxia's demeanor better than back then—"
Shi Daoran rushed to the front in a few steps, bowed deeply, and said respectfully: "The younger generation has not seen the senior for decades, the senior has the same demeanor, the younger generation respects—"
The nameless old man laughed, and said leisurely: "Indeed, it has been more than forty years. I have been waiting so long for such a long time... I don't know if your cultivation has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow? Is it hard to get in?"
The other party really has a solution to break through the innate realm. Shi Daoran was very excited, and quickly said: "As the senior said, the junior has reached the peak of the day after ten years, and then it is difficult to make progress. He has not been able to break through the innate realm and failed the trust of the senior. The junior is extremely sweaty."
The nameless old man waved his hand, laughed and said, "You're wrong, your kung fu can only be cultivated to the acquired peak, and no matter how hard you try after that, you won't be able to break through the innate realm."
Shi Daoran was as if a basin of cold water had been poured down, and asked in shock: "Is there really no way to break through the innate?"
The nameless old man narrowed his eyes and said with a chuckle: "The way to break through the innate realm? Hehe, yes, of course there is..."
Shi Daoran suddenly stood there, then knelt down and kowtowed, and said: "If there is a way to break through the innate, please let the seniors fulfill it, and the younger generation will always remember the great kindness, and I will never refuse..."
"Not busy, not busy... If you want to know the method of breaking through the innate, I have to bring someone to introduce you." The unknown old man clapped his hands lightly, and a person came in alone from the small courtyard.
"Huh? Is that you?"
Shi Daoran showed surprise, because the person who came in turned out to be Mr. Huang Mute, a gardener who had worked in the villa for decades. She was taken in by herself, and entered the villa to work as a gardener. What's going on today... Even her old-fashioned appearance is gone, and she is full of vigor.
The other party came to the small courtyard, ignored Shi Daoran, knelt down and kowtowed to the unknown old man, and said: "This subordinate has met the master, the master is blessed with immortality, Zepi Wandai..."
Shi Daoran was startled suddenly, a mute who had been by his side for decades suddenly spoke, and anyone's first reaction would not be surprise, but fear.
A feeling of falling into some kind of trap lingered in Shi Daoran's heart.
"This, this is..."
The unknown old man smiled lightly and said, "This is the person I want to introduce to you. Don't you want to know how a person who has practiced [Golden Crystal Glazed Art] can break through to innate? Let him tell you..."
After the nameless old man finished speaking, he picked up the jug on the table and poured himself a drink again, as if there was no one around him.
Huang Yagong's hoarse voice and hey smile made Shi Daoran feel creepy.
"Hero Shi, hehe, [Golden Crystal Glazed Jue] practice alone can't break through innateness. Speaking of the name [Golden Crystal Glazed Jue], I actually prefer another name—"
"What's the name?"
"[The Magic Art of Wedding Dress]..."
"[Magic wedding dress]?" Shi Daoran was full of surprise, and then suddenly remembered the poem on the painting, "'Bitter hate for pressing the gold thread every year, make wedding clothes for others', 'Make wedding clothes for others ', 'Make wedding clothes for others'..." Shi Daoran's face suddenly turned pale, and today, he finally understands the meaning of this painting.
I am just that poor girl who makes wedding dresses for others...
"Great Xia Shi, the debt from that year should be repaid—" Huang Mute Gong said in a sinister voice, and walked slowly towards Shi Daoran.
"What are you going to do?" Shi Daoran's breath suddenly condensed, and a ray of yellow light loomed on his face, as if a golden Buddha appeared in this world.
Mr. Huang Mute was not afraid, instead, like a pervert seeing a naked beauty, greedy desire shot out of his eyes. "I want to take back what is rightfully mine..."
"You want to kill me?" Shi Daoran asked blankly, everything in front of him changed so fast that he always felt unbelievable, "Then why did you save me..."
"Hey hey... I'm not saving you, but I don't want my things to be broken..."
"No, no, I don't agree, I don't agree..." Shi Daoran became hysterical, yelling loudly, while walking back slowly.
"I have made you beautiful for decades. You have enjoyed what you should enjoy, and you have already got what you deserve... You have fulfilled your dream, so you should give me what you deserve, Shi Dao However, how can a well-known hero in the south of the Yangtze River break his promise? How can he be so greedy?"
"Bastard—" Shi Daoran shot out angrily, a ray of golden light surged wildly, and hit Huang Yagong suddenly, and the violent momentum made Huang Yagong keep retreating.