clap clap...
A burst of sparse applause sounded behind him, and a handsome young man with a sunny smile walked over slowly while applauding.
The young man was dressed in white and was spotless, especially his eyes, which were sincere and clear, like the gentlest woman in the world. There was always a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which looked so gentle.
The gentle man in white smiled slightly, and sighed softly: "It's really beautiful, this is the most beautiful sword technique I've ever seen, especially when you use this sword technique, it seems that it is specially made for you The design is the same... No, no, no, you shouldn't say that, you should say... This is basically a sword technique that exists for you."
The disgust in Luo Jingli's eyes flashed away, and he stood up slowly, with a shake of his right hand, the blood on the sword was suddenly wiped clean, and with a choke sound, he returned the sword into its sheath, lightly exhaled the turbid air in his chest, and calmed down Feeling the thrill of killing someone for the first time, he turned and left.
The young man in white didn't chase after him, but just looked at the figure that was going away, and said calmly: "Brother Luo came to lose the eight counties, isn't it just to kill the apprentice of the 'arm saint' Yang Bozhan?"
Luo Jingli didn't stop in his forward momentum, as if he didn't hear the other party's words.
The young man in white laughed out loud, and shouted loudly: "Brother Luo, it's better not to participate this time, there are people around Zhongli Lingqing that you can't afford..."
Luo Jingli stopped abruptly, turned his head slowly, and asked slowly in an unusually cold and emotionless voice: "How do you know?" Then his eyes lit up, "It's your plan again?"
The young man in white was noncommittal, jumped up slightly, and landed lightly beside Luo Jingli, and said with a smile: "Brother Luo and I are on the same road anyway, why don't we talk while walking, how about it?"
Luo Jingli asked coldly: "Why do you always take it for granted? How do you know that I must be interested in your news?"
"Because I regard brother Luo as a friend..." the young man in white said sincerely.
Luo Jingli's expression was still cold, and he said lightly, "Friend? A friend like Fang Rongze?"
The young man in white was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud, with a chic and coquettish attitude.
It turned out that this young man in white was Zong Xuan who once framed his good brother Fang Rongze to death, he was also the closed disciple of "Old Witty Man", the contemporary master of "Tianji Pavilion", and even Ji Guanglan's junior brother.
Zong Xuan laughed and said that his tears flowed out, but he still couldn't stop it.
Luo Jingli on the opposite side looked at Zong Xuan coldly, his eyes were no different from that of the dead man on the ground.
Zong Xuan tried his best to hold back his smile, and said with a smile: "Brother Luo, brother Luo, you can trust others with these words, but I advise you not to talk about the behavior of those people, especially the one whose whole body is buried in the coir raincoat The one in the movie is dark and gloomy, as dull as you want... Among you "blood fiends", the only one I like is you, you have a sense of beauty in killing people, those people... are all fucking machines, I only pursue efficiency, and I don’t know the beauty of killing at all. I’m like you, and I also know how to find the most beautiful things in the world. You want to kill perfection, and I want to destroy perfection... We are the best combination.”
Luo Jingli snorted coldly and took the lead.
Zong Xuan patted the fan in his right hand, followed slowly, and said casually: "Anyway, Zhongli Lingqing's destination is the 'Nanlong Villa'. I wonder if Brother Luo is interested in participating in the 'Kirin Club' and taking that fan." What about the 'Infinity Elixir'?"
"I'm only interested in killing people, 'Kirin Society' can't kill people, it's boring..."
Zong Xuan glanced back at the dead body on the ground, and asked suspiciously: "Brother Luo killed this Jun Weiming, did he also accept the assassination mission? This Jun Weiming is quite famous, but the people who provoke him are all small gangsters. I don't know who has the strength to pay for his life..."
Luo Jingli frowned, and said, "What? Is this person famous?"
Zong Xuan said: "His master is even more famous. Yang Bozhan, the owner of the 'Wuyi Village' in Eastern Shu, is known as the 'Sage of Arms'. What? You don't know him?"
Luo Jingli shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Then you kill him?"
"Sacrificial sword—"
Zong Xuan was taken aback, and couldn't help being two steps behind Luo Jingli, then he chuckled and said, "Okay, okay... It's really interesting, as expected of the future 'No. Meaning, even the words are cool and have a future.”
…
Seven days later, Nanlong Villa.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the breeze, the light rain turned sunny.
On this day, Ye Qingxuan had just returned to "Nanlong Villa", but he met two people he never expected.
Jiang Shuihan and Wan Guotai.
"Second brother!" Ye Qingxuan was overjoyed. "Brother Wan—hahaha, why are you two here?"
"I've seen Big Brother—" Jiang Shui looked as calm and breezy as ever, with a face that was more beautiful than a woman with a smile that could be called a peerless beauty, "Big Brother, not only me and Wan Big Brother are here, but also my five hundred The disciples also brought them here..."
Ye Qingxuan was startled immediately, then nodded as if realizing something, and said: "The second brother came to help my brother with the hope of the 'Dajiang League' in the future. To be honest, I really feel a little guilty..."
"Big brother is gone. If there is no big brother, where will there be younger brothers, let alone the future of the Dajiang League? These five hundred disciples have been trained for more than two years, and they should be brought out to see the world, otherwise they will always stay in Yunxia The county seat, I really thought I was invincible in the world..."
Ye Qingxuan gratefully patted his brother on the shoulder, and there was no need to express any words of gratitude.
Then, Ye Qingxuan affectionately hugged Wan Guotai, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. This farmer in his early twenties still looked so mature. He was said to be thirty years old, and some people believed him to be forty years old. The creases on his face had an indescribably awe-inspiring righteousness. There is no way, this elder brother was stupid when he read books when he was a child, and his sense of substitution was too strong. He always thought that he was a world-famous hero, and he always pretended to be chivalrous and flaunted himself. It's funny, but it's also admirable.
"Brother Wan, thank you for coming..."
Wan Guotai arched his hands, and gave a stiff salute, "Brother Ye, what's the point? A great chivalrous man is for the country and the people. When I was... er, when my brother was on the mountain, I heard that there was an invasion of the Tan tribe here. My brother also knows that my family is originally a village near the southern border of Yunzhou, whether it is public or private, I can't... er, I can't... "
"Stay out of the way..." Jiang Shuihan reminded in a low voice.
"Ah, yes, you can't stand on the sidelines, you can't stand by and watch, so you decided to come with Mr. Jiang, to help the righteous deeds, and do your part to protect the family and the country..."
"Ah, good, good... Brother Wan is really impassioned, the pillar of the country, the role model of our generation..." Ye Qingxuan wiped off his sweat, looked around, secretly said that the second brother really winked, and blocked him in such a place where there were no people around. If I speak so righteously in public, won't I be laughed to death
He gave Jiang Shuihan a look, and the other party nodded with lingering fear.
Wan Guotai's upright and awe-inspiring momentum cannot be stopped, he can only be channeled.
"Brother Wan has reached the middle stage of the 'Diyuan Realm'? Hey, this [Golden Crystal Glazed Jue] is really fast... Did any accident happen?"
Wan Guotai shook his head blankly.
Is it really that simple to practice inner strength? But just do it from morning to night every day, it's very simple.
The simplicity in Wan Guotai's heart is actually the extraordinary dedication in the eyes of others. This elder brother grasped a method of inner strength and practiced it day and night. Later, he actually developed a strange method of meditating directly without sleeping. While practicing, he can sleep soundly.
It's really ignorant and fearless. This kind of gameplay has caused many people who practice internal skills to go crazy and use up their skills. Obsession is a phenomenon, that is, the true qi training goes astray, and it runs around uncontrollably.
Therefore, ordinary people must be consciously guided to practice qigong, and cannot let it go freely, otherwise the true energy will easily go to the wrong meridian, causing disorder, and then seriously going into a state of madness and hurting the body.
However, this Wan Guotai has no foundation in martial arts, nor does he know how to fear at all, and his mind is extremely peaceful. This is actually in line with the highest level of internal energy cultivation, reaching the level of "sitting and forgetting". As a result, this magic technique, which is known for its rapid progress but is extremely prone to madness, completed its task quickly.
In two years, an acquired master has been created.
While Ye Qingxuan was extremely admiring, he was also a little depressed.
This skill can quickly cultivate an acquired master in a few years, but why did it take decades for the magic gate to cultivate twenty-eight stars? Of course, there is the limitation and assistance of the "Picture of a Poor Girl Weaving Clothes", which can help people absorb the magic nature of the exercises when they practice magic skills, so that outsiders who practice this technique will be upright and upright without a trace of magic , Naturally, it will not be discovered that this is a magic skill.
It's just that Ye Qingxuan always felt that something was wrong, it seemed that there should be some unknown secrets behind this magic skill.
Among other things, Wan Guotai should always be reminded to pay attention to his own safety, especially to guard against the magic gate.
After meeting the two brothers, Jiang Shuihan glanced at the great monk behind Ye Qingxuan in surprise, smiled slightly, and said, "Brother, don't bother to catch up with us, you haven't introduced this master to us yet." …”
Ruhua said angrily: "No, don't worry about me, you say, talk about yours, I, I listen to me..."
Emotional Ruhua is not very good at dealing with people, but he is also happy to listen to people talking. He doesn't feel embarrassed when others talk about it here and ignore him. It's fun to listen to.
Ye Qingxuan slapped his head, shook his head and laughed and said, "I'm so happy, I forgot to introduce you. But that's okay, let's go to the most luxurious restaurant in Mu'an City together, and I'll treat you..."
Ye Qingxuan hadn't finished speaking when someone from the side interjected: "The little Taoist priest treats you, don't forget about us..."
When everyone turned their heads, A Yuan, Duan Sanshi, and Huangfu Taiming were walking towards them with smiles on their faces.