Plain text online reading this site domain name mobile phone synchronous reading please visit
A red light soared into the sky, tearing through the dark night sky, killing intent like a violent wind. ! Happy! Read! Novel.
Zhang Yuntian's expression changed, that was the direction of Wanhualou, did he turn his face and make a move? However, the two outstanding masters just entered it and fought with them, and they did not cause such a shock. How did Xuanfeng irritate him
Li Qingshan was not irritated, it was the Soul of the Knife Flower that was irritated, and the murderous eruption instantly turned Wanhualou into a killing field for Shura.
Everyone changed their color in horror, and even wailed in fear.
Yang Miaozhen could no longer remain calm, his mind seemed to roar and roar, his figure shuddering like falling leaves in the wind.
Many young masters in the building simply climbed under the table, unable to resist this terrifying murderous intent.
Zhang Xuanfeng's face was pale, he involuntarily stepped back, and sat down on the ground.
Li Qingshan held the handle of the knife with his backhand: "Don't be so excited!" The violent murderous aura was only slightly reduced, and said to Zhang Xuanfeng: "Little girl, bet my knife, you are not worthy!"
"Yes, I'm not worthy. Goodbye, Sister Yang, take care." Zhang Xuanfeng jumped up and turned to flee.
"Stop, you've said this kind of ignorant things, do you still want to leave?" Li Qingshan's mouth raised his mouth: "You are not worthy of gambling, but you see, there is a monk here, who is the master of Budu in Pudu Temple. If you can win him back, he will definitely thank you very much, come on, let's buy it, don't buy it!"
"Yes." Zhang Xuanfeng turned around with a weeping face, and slowly came to Yang Miaozhen's side.
The abbot put his hands together, "Amitabha. Thank you Zhang Donor for helping the poor monk."
"Master, you don't have to be polite, this is what I should do." Who wants to save you an old monk, Zhang Xuanfeng said again: "Enlighten the prince, it is better to publish the chessboard to the public, so that the city people can also see the prince's superb chess skills."
"Are you afraid of me cheating? Well, whatever you want!"
After a while, a large chessboard made of cloth hangs outside the building.
With a loud sound, a black stone fell on the chessboard, and Yang Miaozhen took the first step: "Please, prince! I wonder what the name of the sword behind the prince is?"
"The end is mad." Li Qingshan fell casually.
"Hero's end, I'm afraid this name may be unlucky to read."
Yang Miaozhen glanced. This step is out of order. Does he really do not understand chess, so he ponders a little and just does his own way.
"A sword is a weapon, so lucky to talk about it. It is a hero. Are you afraid of the end?"
Li Qingshan settled casually again. Don't think about it at all.
"Good point! I don't know where the prince is. What kind of martial arts do you practice?"
"I don't practice martial arts, don't you do the same?"
"The prince can see that I don't like fighting with people for killing. So I don't like martial arts either. What I practiced is the Taoist "Tai Xuan Jing"."
Yang Miaozhen's hand holding the chess paused slightly, showing a surprised expression. The opponent was walking the same path as himself.
She paid a great price for her practice, and she didn't make a step towards Xuanxu in 20 years, because she didn't have the power to protect herself at all, and she might not be an acquired master's opponent in the arena.
She never participated in martial arts competitions, and she didn't even want to fight with others, even if she was mocked behind her back, she had a true spirit but didn't know how to use it. She believed that she was walking on a brilliant road, and looked down on the warriors who were eager to fight, thinking that it was just a group of wild dogs rushing for food.
So she is probably the person who doesn’t care about Li Qingshan’s prestige, and she thinks she is just a fierce wolf at most, until this moment...
"You have a good temperament, suitable for spiritual practice."
Li Qingshan glanced at her. Under the murderous deterrence of the murderous spirit of the wild flower sword, she was almost the one who recovered the fastest, with a very good temperament. In fact, from the moment she stepped into the building, she realized that her temperament was different from ordinary people, and was more like a practitioner than a warrior.
Although there is no clear boundary between martial arts training and practice, the fundamental purpose of martial arts training is completely different. Martial arts training is for defeating the enemy, and Qi training is for longevity. One is to be brave and cruel, and the other is to cultivate one's morality.
The path of the latter is naturally more long-term, but in this small world, it is obviously not as practical as the former. If you can't survive one after another, you can talk about long-term vision. If Yang Miaozhen was not from a martial arts school like Xuanxuguan, he would not have the qualifications to make such a choice, and he would not even be able to see a decent Qi refining method.
He taught Xue Bing "Guishui Condensing Qi Jue" because her identity allows her not to pursue the current strength, but to pursue longer-term development, and have a greater opportunity to overcome the catastrophe and ascend.
"It's just a cool nature." Yang Miaozhen said, this is the evaluation given to her by many people.
"Enthusiastic people are not suitable for cultivation. The road of warriors is wonderful, but the road of cultivation is destined to be lonely."
It's rare to meet a practitioner in this small world, Li Qingshan couldn't help but look at her with admiration. With her natural talents, she would definitely have greater development if she was born in the state.
"I didn't believe in the prince, you walked the same way as me, but now I have to believe... But prince, are you lonely?"
"If I am not lonely, why bother the wind and the rain, and make the world restless."
Li Qingshan said frankly, trapped in this world, even if he can do whatever he wants, it is like a secluded prisoner; separated from Xiaoan, even if there are thousands of people cheering and worshiping, it is lonely.
Yang Miaozhen smiled in surprise, "If I had this ability, I might be like the prince."
"You have this ability, at least better than everyone here. This old man's life is not worth your own bet. It happened that last night, I also said something similar to another."
"Is that Miss Xue Bing Xue?"
"good."
"Then prince, what do you use in exchange for it?"
"Qigong method."
"Qi Refining... Fajue, but similar to "Tai Xuan Jing"?"
"You can recite the "Tai Xuan Jing" and listen to it."
Yang Miaozhen hesitated for a while and then started memorizing it, because the "Tai Xuan Jing" in Xuan Xu Guan was really not a secret that was not passed on. Outer disciples could also enlighten it at will, but no one wanted to practice it at all.
Li Qingshan listened quietly and found that it was somewhat similar to the "Xiantian Condensing Qi Jue" he had practiced at the beginning, and even worse. At least "Xiantian Condensing Qi Jue" was still straightforward. He knew what his position was. It can be regarded as an enlightenment tutorial for practitioners. It is not as mysterious and mysterious as this "Tai Xuan Jing", and it is even unknown what the great road is.
"Deep and obscure, nonsense, complicating what is originally simple, maybe the author doesn't quite understand it!"
Then he casually pointed out some of the fallacies of his reading, Yang Miaozhen suddenly felt that he was suddenly enlightened, and his eyes flashed with innocent brilliance. It turned out that there was a problem with this exercise! If it wasn't for Xuanxu Guanzhu who was lying on the side, maybe he wanted to change his bet into a set of qigong exercises.
"If you win, I will give you a set of exercises, but unfortunately, you have already lost."
While talking, the chess pieces fell one after another, and Li Qingshan's temperament gradually gradually changed. His eyes were no longer smart and changeable, but revealed a deep silence. That was the look in the eyes of a tortoise. (To be continued...) R640
The fastest update, please read without pop-up window.