Two days later, the imperial capital was still cold.
When Lou Cheng stepped into the courtyard again, Mr. Mei was tending flowers and plants, leisurely.
He changed into a short black robe, which was neither ancient nor modern, his silver hair was much thinner, and his eyes were even more wild and lonely.
"Junior pays respects to Senior Mei." Lou Cheng bowed respectfully.
Mei Lao raised his head, his eyebrows that were about to pop out of his face twitched twice, and said with a kind smile:
"Second room to the left."
"Thank you, senior." Lou Cheng didn't babble or gossip, he walked towards the left side of the courtyard, while Mei Lao lowered his head and focused on the flowers and plants again, as if nothing mattered.
After stepping up the steps and stopping in front of the destination, Lou Cheng stared at the windowless room for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand and pushed open the door with mottled copper locks.
The creaking sound dragged on for a long time, and the scene inside slowly appeared in his eyes.
The ground is covered with blue bricks, nothing is placed, and the feeling of emptiness and coldness is beyond words, as if even in summer, it will be like late autumn here.
Lou Cheng didn't look around, his eyes were directly attracted by a picture scroll hanging on the opposite wall. It was dark and dark around, not shaken by the external light, and he could only vaguely see a Taoist figure depicted in the center, which was similar to Yuanshi Tianzun in the Taoist temple. The statue is quite a bit like a Taoist.
With Lou Cheng's current state and strength, he couldn't see clearly, he instinctively took a few steps forward, entered the room, and got closer.
The light in his eyes gathered, like a big sun forming, shining ahead, trying to penetrate the darkness.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly blurred, the surrounding darkness was covered, boundless, and there were bright spots in the distance, pure white and dazzling, moving slowly along a mysterious trajectory.
"I balanced Chengdan's 'Cosmic Starry Sky'...how did it emerge naturally?" Lou Cheng's thought just flashed, when he suddenly saw a palm as white as jade coming down.
It holds five fingers empty, and the palm is dark and deep, making the starry sky and the universe smaller and more solidified.
Click!
The "stars" shattered one after another, and the darkness shrank rapidly, returning to one point, and then gushing out and falling apart!
Thumb up! Lou Cheng retreated a few steps, and retreated outside the door, with blood overflowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, his spirit was obviously listless, and his head hurt abnormally.
In just a few breaths, he felt like he had fought hard against the "Dragon King" and "Wu Sheng"!
"This is the Ministry of Prohibition. Yuqing Chapter? What kind of realm did the senior who created this magical skill reach? Is it something that can be met but not sought after?" Lou Cheng sat down cross-legged, breathed evenly, and then proceeded in an orderly manner. He carefully visualized the characters "Jie" and "Lin" and fell into a deep sleep.
An hour later, he opened his eyes, and his spirit had recovered.
Stretching his back, Lou Cheng stood up, stepped into the room again, and looked at the picture scroll shrouded in darkness. What he saw was similar, and he lasted for a few seconds longer than before.
Twice, three times... When he endured the pain from a deep sleep and wanted to continue to comprehend, he saw Mr. Mei in a short black robe standing at the door.
"Go back, ponder more, understand more. Before stepping into the taboo field, each warrior 'sees' different scenes due to their own foundation and what they have learned, and the perception of the same warrior after a period of time will also be different. There are nuances." Mei Lao said in a calm tone, "As long as you continue to complete a task every year, you can come to comprehend it once, hehe, you can't chew too much, let's digest the previous harvest before talking about it."
"Yes, Senior Mei." Lou Cheng suppressed the melancholy in his heart.
He turned around and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned around and asked:
"Senior Mei, can I share my understanding of the forbidden magic with others?"
"If other warriors don't mind." Mei Lao smiled slightly.
...
A few days later, the final of the "Super Class Battle" will start, with the defending champion "Wu Sheng" Qian Donglou, the challenger "Dragon King" Chen Qitao, "Joker" Gu Jianxi and "Ming Wang" Zhihai, a single round-robin competition system. The three players have the same record, and if they form a closed loop, there will be an extra match.
Lou Cheng and "Queen of Luo" Ning Zitong had a fight in the first match. Because of the lottery, "Dragon King" challenged "Martial Sage". This time, he won the victory, but he was seriously injured.
Afterwards, the peerless twins who suffered from both losses gave way to "Ming King" Zhihai. He won three games and became the "Super Powerhouse" this year. He won his second personal title, far ahead of Lou Cheng, Peng Leyun and Ren Li. Musha.
Not long after the "Super Product War" ended, the top professional competition rekindled the battle, and the curtain of the new session was about to begin.
And the person responsible for this matter is the previous "Number One in the World" Dragon and Tiger Club. They will sit in Chixia Mountain, Huacheng, to meet the challenge of the alliance outside the customs.
On Friday afternoon, the sky was overcast and the water was heavy.
A luxury minibus drove out of the airport and headed for the "Guyue Hotel". In the car were all members of the Guanwaimeng and their assistants.
Tang Zexun no longer wore a kimono, but changed into the Guanwaimeng martial arts uniform with white background and red dots. The "puffer fish ball" was hidden in the sheath and lay across her knee.
Out of the corner of her eye, she observed Lu Yongyuan who was sitting by the opposite window, and saw that his hair was neatly combed back, and he was admiring the street view outside with a very indifferent expression. Next to it, leaning against the seat, the dark green scabbard shimmered.
"Hmm..." Tang Zexun didn't look back, but adjusted his sitting posture, as if he was imitating the other party, just like when he first joined "Xin Zhai Liu" and was accepted as a disciple by the master.
In those few years, I, who was still very short, always imitated the master's every move, whether it was martial arts or daily habits, in order to cultivate tolerance and adjust the mind, until I was successful in the way of swordsman, and gradually formed my own style.
Master once said that every strong person starts by imitating his predecessors!
I will now start over as myself, starting from imitating Senior Lu!
He is a master of swordsmanship, and he has some similarities with Dongying swordsmanship. His master once visited him in his prime, and learned about "the way of swordsmanship". Now, he can bypass the obstacles and enter the alliance outside the customs.
The master of "sword skills" who can make Master feel awe every time he mentions it is indeed an object worth imitating!
Tang Zexun felt that he had once again found the enthusiasm he had when he first practiced "Doo of Sword".
Well... the biggest hurdle now is the language...
At this moment, the sky became darker again, and the rain fell suddenly, blurring the windows of the car.
Spring rain... Tang Zexun thought in a daze.
Suddenly, she heard Lu Yongyuan talking to himself in a low voice and erratic tone:
"It's raining."
The rain outside the window was even worse, and there was a continuous and long moaning sound from the dark green scabbard beside Lu Yongyuan. There was a feeling of joy after the dullness was gone, like a real dragon finally got rid of its shackles and was writhing in the air. Clouds and rain.
"Zheng!"
The sound of the knife chant echoed, Tang Zexun seemed to be touched by something, but it was difficult to have a clear idea.
...
"It's raining..." In the conference room of the Dragon Tiger Club, Ning Zitong looked out the window and sighed with emotion.
"It's not like I haven't seen rain before." Coach Lu Yan responded impatiently, then looked at Lou Cheng and Guo Jie and said, "Let's continue talking about the Guanwai League."
"Yeah." Having lived in Huacheng for so long, Lou Cheng is no stranger to rain, even if it is the first rain after the beginning of spring.
Guo Jie kept her eyes fixed on the projection screen, even though she was unlikely to play, as for "Dragon King", he was receiving "comprehensive treatment" in the hospital, and it would take about ten days before he could play again.
Lu Yan nodded and said bluntly:
"The alliance outside the customs is not strong."
"Except for Lu Yongyong, although there are quite a few Waigang left, none of them can get the first rank."
"Lu Yongyong will talk about it last. Since he created the sword technique, his strength has been increasing day by day, and he has the qualifications to compete for the title. We must pay attention to it."
"Besides him, there are two second-rank members, one third-rank member, and Tang Zexun, who has recently joined the association and has not yet registered as a designated member of the association."
"The two second grades are clearly 'Golden Retriever' Li Pingwa, and 'Mirage Dragon' Zhu Xiaoyun."
When the word "golden haired jiao" was mentioned, Ning Zitong glanced at Lou Cheng and laughed out loud, destroying the solemn atmosphere deliberately created by Lu Yan.
"Actually, I think nicknames like God of Plague and Bad Luck are much better than "Ji Lai Ji Go." She said so.
"I also want to change my nickname, but no one listens..." Lou Cheng was very helpless.
The "Mirage Dragon" Zhu Xiaoyun is famous for his illusion skills, so he should be the strong outsider who is teaching Sister Jingjing now...
Boom, boom, Lu Yan knocked on the table a few times, and continued on his own:
"Li Pingwa had high hopes from the Guanwaimeng at the beginning, thinking that he would be able to reach the first rank quickly, and after a few years of accumulation, he might even be able to compete for the title. However, his growth trajectory was not as expected. Some said that he was promoted not long ago, and he was defeated by the Dragon King. Confidence, it is said that his father who depended on him just passed away in the year he was born, which made him distraught, and he has been confused since then, unable to find his direction, and improving slowly."