The rain is pouring down. It has been raining for several days, but it still shows no sign of stopping.
Although the weather in the southwest is unpredictable, it rarely rains for several days at a time. Although the scenery here is extremely beautiful, the climate is really unbearable.
Especially on this rainy day, Ziqin already felt a little uncomfortable.
At this time, he just wanted to rescue the brothers in the caravan as soon as possible, make a big fuss, and then leave.
In fact, he tied up the general's family and came to Dali just to get Deng Baichuan to kill the general's family outside Dali City and take the most painful revenge on the general.
However, he never expected that when he rushed to the west of Dali City, he would see that Deng Baichuan had been captured.
The horses were still far away from the mansion, but Ziqin had already risen into the air.
In mid-air, Ziqin's figure changed directions like a ghost.
Lingbo Weibu is by no means such a simple step, and the Sixty-Four Hexagrams of the Book of Changes are not that simple. This set of steps can truly be regarded as one of the most magical steps in Taoism.
At this time, Ziqin didn't know there were two people on the ground but felt a headache again because of his footwork.
"Duan Silian, this footwork is familiar to you, right? Hehe, I never thought that besides being a descendant of that lineage, this kid also learned the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect. Haha, that lineage plus the Xiaoyao sect, Duan Silian, if you want
As you push forward, I will stand behind you and cheer you on."
There was a gloating tone in Li Chengqu's words. Suddenly, the breath around him moved slightly, and invisible energy rushed towards Deng Baichuan, who was being carried by his men next to him.
With so much energy, Deng Baichuan's body suddenly trembled and he suddenly stood up.
"It's impossible. That lineage and the Xiaoyao sect will never recruit the same person. I don't believe it."
The old monk's tone suddenly became fierce. He waved his hand quickly, and a few wisps of air cut through the air, showing substantial scratches in the air and flying towards Ziqin.
"Six Meridians Divine Sword."
Ziqin's eyebrows furrowed. He had already predicted that he might meet someone with Duan's Hidden Vein in Dali, but he didn't expect to meet him so soon. Moreover, it was Duan's Hidden Vein who mastered the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
With a shake of his right hand, the long sword studded with gems came to his hand instantly.
In an instant, the sword energy soared into the sky, and the long sword in Ziqin's hand stabbed out flatly, bringing with it the sky-filled rays of light and intertwining into a brilliant curtain of light in front of him.
The rain still fell around Ziqin. His internal strength was pretty good, but it was not enough to support his extravagant use of the air shield to block the rain. However, when he waved his long sword, that
The falling raindrops seemed to turn into beads, making a crisp sound when struck by the long sword.
Under the agitation of the long sword, the raindrops shot out like hidden weapons, instantly breaking through the sword energy swung by the old monk, and filling the space above the old monk's head in an instant.
"The divine way in the sword is indeed the skill of the sword god."
Li Chengqu's eyes lit up instantly. He looked at those raindrops that were very different from other raindrops, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
The old monk looked at the raindrops all over the sky, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he roared angrily, and suddenly waved his arms rapidly toward the sky.
"Duan Silian, stop, do you really want to die? The skill of the Sword God has appeared. There is no doubt about the identity of this young man. He must be a descendant of that lineage. We cannot afford to offend him."
Li Chengqu appeared behind the old monk, held his shoulders, and spoke in a low voice.
The old monk's expression calmed down, and a trace of loneliness appeared on his face.
After decades of ups and downs, he has suffered too many defeats. Now he just wants to do his best for the Duan family in Dali, but he doesn't want to meet the descendants of that lineage just after he comes out of the mountain.
The old monk lowered his head, struggled to get rid of Li Chengqu's hand, and then walked into the rain.
, the rain fell all over the sky, instantly soaking the old monk's robes.
Li Chengqu watched the old monk slowly walk into the rain, and then looked at the smooth footprints on the ground, and suddenly he showed a complicated expression.
The Duan clan of Dali was different from the Li clan. After all, Duan Siping once dominated the world for a while. Although he was no match for those non-human beings in the Central Plains, he was still one of the best masters in the world. Therefore, the heritage of the Duan clan was extremely profound.
Duan Silian left in embarrassment this time, but it may not be the end. Since that lineage has appeared, there will probably be another bloody storm in the world next.
He has never forgotten the dispute at the border seventy years ago.
The dispute that extended from the northwest to the southwest of the Song Dynasty, and the disheveled fierce general of the Song Dynasty, it seems that it was because of the emergence of that lineage that year that the fierce general appeared in the Song Dynasty, and that the war affected the entire Song Dynasty.
The war in the west, from the northwest to the southwest, there is no stable place.
The rivers and lakes, the court, the court, the rivers and lakes, this backwater that has not changed for seventy years, may change again. Every time that lineage is born, it means that there will be great shocks in this world.
Moreover, this time it seems that even the Xiaoyao Sect will appear.
A bunch of handsome men and women suddenly appeared in Li Chengqu's mind, all of them had extraordinary temperament, and all of them were like immortals in the sky. This group was truly inhuman.
But, so what, the more chaotic the world is, the better. If it is not chaotic, how can you have a chance?
I'm already in my nineties, but I don't have many more years to wait.
Seeing Ziqin landing, Li Chengqu's face suddenly showed a smile and he greeted him.
Ziqin looked blankly at the old man with a smile on his face. He could feel the powerful aura on the old man's body that was so strong that it almost overflowed. Ziqin used the Yuan Gong sword technique and through-arm fist that he had just learned to reach 200%.
I'm not even sure I can beat this old man.
The gap in internal strength was really too big. It was so big that unless one day Ziqin learned the complete Beiming Divine Art and absorbed hundreds of years of internal strength, he would have the confidence to easily defeat this old man.
Therefore, Ziqin couldn't figure out why this old man, who was no match for him at this time, was so polite to him.
"Your master has already left the mountain."
Li Chengqu clearly saw the confusion and confusion in Ziqin's eyes. He spoke calmly and asked a question that pointed directly to the center.
Your master, these three words are enough to explain everything. He, Li Chengqu, is not polite to you, a young man, but to your master, the unparalleled swordsman in the world.
"The old man has come out of the mountain and said he wants to find me a sword that is unique in the world."
Ziqin replied indifferently. He understood what Li Chengqu said, but he also used this method to tell Li Chengqu that if he wanted to be polite to his master, then he should also be polite to him, because his master treated him very well. You see, out of the mountain
It was just to find a sword for him.
Li Chengqu's smile became more and more polite. Of course he understood the meaning of Ziqin's words.
In fact, Li Chengqu really didn't want to conflict with that lineage if it wasn't necessary.
Since the end of the Five Dynasties, the situation in the world has been changing, and the Central Plains has been full of killings. However, there are only a few sects in the world that can be proud of the world in such a situation. These are all sects with a long tradition, and they are also unparalleled in the world.
sect.
The immeasurable magical skills that he, Li Chengqu, has learned are certainly regarded as unique skills in the world, but among those sects, they are probably just commonplace.
However, it doesn't hurt to be polite. Li Chengqu knows better than anyone that face is never of practical significance.
What's more, the news Ziqin gave him was so touching and unparalleled.
That lineage wants to find an unparalleled sword.
Others didn't know the meaning of this sentence, but Li Chengqu knew it.
That lineage is known as the lineage of sword gods, and it has more than tens of millions of swords. There are not many swords in the world that can be said to be unparalleled by that lineage, but Li Chengqu happens to know that there is such a sword.
He also knows where the sword is.
In fact, there is only one place in this world that can be called a peerless sword by that lineage, and that place and that lineage are just like the two poles of heaven and earth.
Li Chengqu sighed slightly, secretly happy that the birth of that lineage this time seemed to cause a greater shock, which might implicate the Song Dynasty and surrounding countries, giving him a chance to return to Daquyue, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
Lost, how powerful the power of the Central Plains is.
At that time, Laozi transformed Hu into the martial arts outside the southwest and transformed countless principles of heaven and earth, which made the martial arts in the southwest gradually begin to flourish. Nowadays, Buddhism has risen greatly, but it has been separated from the shadow of Taoism.
Even the later generations of Bodhidharma who traveled eastward once pushed Shaolin Buddhist martial arts to the extreme, proclaiming that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and seemed to have suppressed the local martial arts in the Central Plains.
However, in fact, only those who truly stand at the pinnacle of martial arts know that Buddhist martial arts have never surpassed Taoist martial arts.
The immeasurable magical skills he learned from Li Chengqu are already considered extremely advanced martial arts in Buddhism, especially in terms of internal strength. No martial arts in Buddhism can surpass it. However, compared to the Xiaoyao sect's Beiming magical skills, the difference is more than a hundred thousand.
Eight thousand miles.
There is no comparison at all in terms of the rate of increase in internal force or the amount of internal force stored.
"You are not from Dali."
Looking at Li Chengqu and his men behind him, Ziqin suddenly showed a hint of surprise.
Although the Vietnamese are also of yellow race, their appearance is still different from that of the Han people. Ziqin had noticed the strange appearance of Li Chengqu and his men before. After a period of observation, he finally identified Li Chengqu and his men.
His appearance blends with that of Vietnamese people on TV in later generations.
"Jiaozhi, you are using Buddhist martial arts."
Deng Baichuan finally suddenly realized that when he heard about non-Dali people, Deng Baichuan suddenly thought of the four words "infinite magic power" in his mind, and he suddenly understood because these four words had too strong a Buddhist flavor.
"It doesn't matter where I am from or what kind of martial arts I use. There seems to be no conflict of interest between us. On the contrary, we can still be friends."
Li Chengqu still had a faint smile on his face, but he didn't have the slightest overreaction to being recognized by Ziqin and Deng Baichuan as being from Jiaozhi.
"It really doesn't matter. We have no conflict of interest, so we can not only be friends, but also make deals."
There was also a smile on Ziqin's lips. He looked at Li Chengqu and suddenly said. (To be continued.)
