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Chapter 372: Riding a Dragon in the Palm

Ziqin also didn't know how to choose.

Wu Yazi's martial arts is certainly earth-shattering. If he were to learn it completely, he would be as good as Taoist Baimei.

However, Ziqin did not agree to Wu Yazi immediately.

Not to mention Bai Mei's martial arts, the fact that Bai Mei truly regarded him as his disciple made Zi Qin subconsciously not want to do anything that would disgrace Bai Mei.

There are few infatuated people in the world. Although Ziqin is not an infatuated person, Ziqin was deeply admired by Baimei for being able to guard Li Canghai's tomb for many years.

People should never forget their roots. Back then, Wanyan Honglie could clearly distinguish between grudges and grudges through false kindness, but today he will become such a wolf-hearted person.

In his hand, the hilt of Qixing Longyuan's sword was cold, and a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ziqin's mouth.

Strength is important, but the human heart is the only one.

If you lose your original intention on the way to pursue strength, then what's the point of reaching the top? Will you really still be yourself at that time? I'm afraid not necessarily.

In the backyard, Ziqin suddenly laughed loudly, and felt that his body and mind had never been more relaxed.

Qixing Longyuan unsheathed, Ziqin's figure rolled around in the backyard, and a set of sword skills unfolded from his hands.

The sword shines like a sword, the sword shines like a dragon. This is Yuan Gong's sword technique, but it is not Yuan Gong's sword technique.

Every generation of the Sword God lineage is a swordsman, but the Sword God swordsmanship is not the only swordsmanship of the Sword God lineage. The Yuangong swordsmanship is actually just the swordsmanship of the Sword God lineage in the eyes of outsiders.

At that time, Situ Xuankong dressed up as an old ape and taught Yue Nv swordsmanship, leaving behind the ape male swordsmanship that has been famous throughout the ages.

However, in fact, Yuan Gong's swordsmanship is nothing more than a principle, the ultimate principle of swordsmanship.

The right sword strikes at the right time.

A very simple truth, however, this is the truly supreme swordsmanship. Anyone who can do this can be called a swordsman.

The sword of the Sword God does not come from any swordsmanship. The sword of the Sword God only comes from one's own heart.

Ziqin's swordsmanship was reversed in the backyard. It gradually broke away from the trajectory of Yuan Gong's swordsmanship and began to have its own shadow.

In the body, the internal force is billowing, Beiming, and Yunji seven signs. The former is the source of everything. The latter is the actual form. It turns out that there is no difference at all, and there is no need to deliberately distinguish it.

Suddenly, the light of the sword subsided, and Ziqin's face was extremely calm. He stood quietly on the spot, and everything around the world began to disappear. At this moment, he actually entered the legendary telepathy between heaven and man, and also experienced an epiphany.

This is the backyard of Juxian Manor, and naturally no one will come to disturb it. As time passes, Ziqin remains silent, and all the insights pass through his heart.

The world of famous people, the main world, everything I have experienced, right and wrong, life, and martial arts.

In fact, all things lead to the same destination through different paths. In the end, whether it is life or martial arts, it is the same truth. This is the mystery contained in the heaven, earth and universe.

Everyone has their own perception, and everyone's perception is different. There is no distinction between high and low perception. It only depends on whether the perception is profound or not.

He didn't know how much time had passed before Ziqin opened his eyes again. His eyes were extremely calm, without any waves. There was no systematic voice in his mind, no prompts, no information, nothing.

Those principles are only his own, and those insights about life and martial arts are only his own. Otherwise, they do not belong to anyone else, nor do they belong to the system.

Within the body, the internal strength did not increase at all, but Ziqin could feel that his mind was flowing smoothly, his thoughts were flowing, and his true energy was like an arm moving his fingers.

That kind of smoothness and comfort cannot be obtained by any hard work. Similarly, I have a different feeling about martial arts.

Moves, not moves, don't seem to be that important anymore. As Bai Mei said, thrusting the right sword at the right time is the swordsmanship of the Sword God.

This is not something that sounds easy to say but difficult to do, but it has become an instinct for Ziqin. He can already do this, although he may not be skilled in it, but he can indeed do it.

Suddenly, a faint suspicion flashed in Ziqin's eyes. He suddenly felt a familiar feeling appear, and he slowly walked out of the backyard.

Two dealers from Juxian Village were guarding there. They were two men who were not too strong. Their martial arts skills were only between second and third rate.

Ziqin felt a little happy in his heart. He knew that his perception was back. This time it was no longer given by the system, but he actually gained this ability through some kind of spiritual enlightenment.

"Young master of the village, there is a guest in the front yard asking to see you. The master of the village has ordered us to stay here and take you to the front yard when you wake up from your epiphany."

When the two villagers saw Ziqin appear, they immediately saluted respectfully. During this period, Ziqin had become the pride of everyone in Juxian Village. In just a few months since he had been in the southwest, his martial arts had reached a level unimaginable to outsiders.

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Moreover, he also met many heroes and heroes, and even the six gates of the imperial court showed great respect to him. This made these villagers respect Zi Qin as a god.

"Thank you, two brothers."

Ziqin replied politely, although these two were ordinary dealers, Ziqin understood that in this era, the passion was still there. These two seemingly ordinary dealers were actually the kind of dealers who could handle the situation in times of crisis.

The man who died for Juxian Village.

For such a man, no matter what your status is, there is absolutely no reason to be arrogant, because others have sacrificed their lives to serve you.

In the front yard, there is still the vast hall of Juxian Manor. At this time, an impressive man is sitting in the hall, and no one is staying around the hall.

It's not that the Youjia brothers cleared the place, or that the man was domineering, but out of respect.

This man was in his early thirties. He had a broad face and could not be said to be handsome, but he gave off a majestic and heroic feeling.

Just sitting there casually, it gives people a majestic feeling.

Ziqin stepped into the hall in one step, and the man had already turned his face.

Their eyes met, and both of them were shocked.

Without using any hands, both sides can feel each other's strength. It is a warrior's instinct, an instinct that only top masters can possess.

"Qiao Feng."

Ziqin spoke almost without hesitation. Although there are many masters in Tianlong's world, when it comes to generosity and heroism, I am afraid no one can match this person.

Although the man in front of him had never spoken to or fought with him before, Ziqin could be sure that he was Qiao Feng just based on his momentum.

"Qiao Feng from the Beggar Clan has met brother You Tanzhi. He took the liberty to come here and asked him not to take offense."

Qiao Feng stood up and held up his hands. There was no hint of arrogance in his expression, and every move he made seemed extremely heroic and polite.

Ziqin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and felt sad again. Among the Tianlongs, no martial artist could possibly compare to Qiao Feng. This man had unparalleled martial arts skills and was very heroic. He was not indecisive, but he was not ruthless and vicious either.

If Hong Qigong in The Condor Shooting had been as decisive as Qiao Feng, Ouyang Feng would have died countless times.

This person is definitely not a Khitan, and I am afraid that he will gradually become an unparalleled hero in the martial arts world of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Such a person can indeed be said to be a model of chivalry, but this person is a Khitan.

This Naihe was not due to dislike of the Khitan people, but because of historical issues. Qiao Feng was a Khitan, so he could not speak in common with the warriors of the Song Dynasty on many things.

This identity is destined that once Qiao Feng knows his true identity, he will no longer be able to lead the Beggar Clan disciples to fight against Xixia and Khitan in the north and become the kind of hero who serves the country and the people like before.

"Qiao Feng would like to thank brother You Tan of Leigu Mountain for sparing the disciples of the Beggar Clan last time."

After seeing Li, Qiao Feng spoke again.

To others, these words would inevitably be considered sarcastic and provocative, but when spoken from Qiao Feng's mouth, they gave off a sincere feeling.

Ziqin stood up, cupped his fists, and returned the greeting.

"But it's a bit of a misunderstanding. Gang Leader Qiao didn't blame Tan Zhi for hurting the brothers of the Beggar Clan. Tan Zhi has already felt guilty. How can he take what Gang Leader Qiao said."

Ziqin's words were also extremely polite. At this time, he was thinking clearly, but he didn't care whether Qiao Feng was a Khitan or a Han. Just like the words in the rain and clouds, he himself at this time, but

Not who in the future.

The Qiao Feng at this time is Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan, the Han hero Qiao Feng, but not the Khitan Qiao Feng in the future.

This thing seems a bit self-deceiving, but it is also a state of mind. In fact, Qiao Feng is a tragedy on the other hand. He is mixed between the Han and the Khitan, with no way to go, and in the end he has no choice but to die.

Ziqin didn't know how to change Qiao Feng's fate.

He had read many Tianlong novels written by other people in the past, but only after coming to this world did he realize that many things were not so easy to change.

Even if Zhuang Min and Quan Guanqing are killed, Bai Shijing and others will be of no use. Murong Bo is not dead, and Xiao Yuanshan is not dead either. Even if the letter from the Beggar Gang is destroyed, these two people will expose Qiao Feng.

life experience.

This is something that cannot be hidden, but once his life experience is exposed, Qiao Feng will have no way out.

Herding horses beyond the Great Wall is not easy. It is possible if the two countries maintain the status quo, but how can these two hostile countries maintain the status quo.

What's more, Ziqin was still anticipating that big event.

"Gang Leader Qiao came here to ask me whether I was colluding with foreigners."

Ziqin opened his mouth with a smile, and before Qiao Feng could speak, he slowly revealed his purpose. Of course, he only stated his purpose and did not say anything else.

Capture Dali, capture Xixia, and capture the sixteen states of Yanyun.

These three items alone made Qiao Feng stand up suddenly, his body trembled, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Ziqin looked at this man and couldn't help feeling sad. What a good thing it would be if this man were Han. Such an unparalleled hero and a good man was such a worthy person to befriend.

At this time, Qiao Feng is still the leader of the Beggar Clan and a hero of the Han people. (To be continued...)


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