When the man in the bamboo hat let go of the handle of the bamboo knife, he slapped him on the shoulder, and the handsome man wandered around the gate of hell. Instead of feeling relieved, he became more and more trembling. His face no longer had the cheerful smile that pointed the country.
, his body remained motionless, and his voice was dry and he said: "Senior, there was a misunderstanding today because I was abrupt."
In fact, since this man of unknown origin could appear unnoticed beside him and easily pierce his heart with an ordinary bamboo knife, then he was sure that he was no match for this person. Perhaps he could only wait until
Only by becoming the righteous god of Qidun Mountain can he have the confidence to arm-wrestle with Qidun Mountain. Then a difficult question is placed in front of him: should he stand upright and be beaten, or should he fight hard?
In fact, the moment the man's palm left the handle of the knife, the bamboo knife made of ordinary material had lost its intimidating power. As a god, even if he is just a low-ranking land official, if placed in the officialdom of a secular dynasty, he is just a subordinate without official status.
, but gods are gods after all. For example, his current golden body, which has withstood the influence of countless incense, is comparable to the physique of a warrior in the Seventh Realm, especially since there is no fatal point, so even if he is stabbed through the back of his vest with a bamboo knife, he will still not be able to survive.
It's a serious matter, but the more careless the man in the hat named A Liang is, the more uneasy he becomes.
I still remember that the two real land immortals who came to this mountain used their supreme magical power to destroy his divine golden body. The appearance and appearance of those two people at that time were also so understated, even far less arbitrary than what their opponents said.
One move.
After A Liang took out the sword, he returned to his cynical virtues. He took off the small gourd from his waist and shook it gently. The aroma of wine spread. A Liang took a sip of strong wine and walked around the young and handsome land road, tut-tutting.
: "You guys are very good at acting. Of course, the white python is not bad either. Together with the violent black snake, the combination is perfect. But the way you revealed your true feelings after you thought you were done is more to my liking. Three times
The laughter is wonderful, I like it.”
The pair of black snakes and white pythons had already become familiar with human nature. When the man in the bamboo hat greeted the man with a smile, they quickly retreated almost at the same time. The black snake quickly spread its body across the wall and retreated to the edge of the stone flat on the top of the mountain. It lost one of its wings.
The white pythons twisted and retreated, and sat obediently on the edge of the cliff. Their heads were lowered, their eyebrows were lowered, and they were extremely docile.
This time, it was definitely not a pretense. The scales covering the huge body of the snake and python were trembling slightly, out of their true nature.
They didn't even dare to look at the man in the bamboo hat.
With one strike of A Liang's bamboo knife, everything was settled.
After hearing the joke from the man in a bamboo hat, the young man's face was full of embarrassment, "Senior Aliang was joking."
A Liang suppressed his smile and said, "Are you kidding?"
The handsome and charming young Tu Tu seemed to sense something was wrong. He probably thought that the man in the bamboo hat in front of him had a ruthless character and was going to kill him. In a hurry, he used the magical power of a mountain and water god.
, his body softened and flowed like yellow mud, and the ground where he stood was swollen with mud. Almost in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared, and the ground like a muddy pond returned to normal in an instant.
Shrinking the ground into an inch, in fact, Taoist military strategists all have similar techniques.
Without the support of his body, the green bamboo knife fell.
A Liang stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo knife and found the three little girls in red cotton-padded jackets looking at him with wide eyes.
Ah Liang quickly raised his head and straightened his chest. He did not put the bamboo sword back into its sheath, but instead leaned on the ground with the tip of the sword, assuming a cool posture of looking up at the sky.
The man in the bamboo hat secretly muttered: "Praise me, praise me as hard as you can. Two of my greatest strengths, A Liang, are that I like to accept criticism. If you criticize me, I will beat you to death. And I can withstand the praise and praise of others.
No matter how stupid or stupid, I can handle it."
Li Huai was the first to speak. The child trotted all the way to A Liang, looked him up and down, and said: "A Liang, you came so late, did you poop? You are really a lazy person who poops a lot. Do you know if you come back later?"
At one point, no one will nag you or pee with you from now on? Will you miss me then?"
A Liang, who had a hard time pretending to be a superior person, suddenly gave up and said angrily: "I think your mother misses your sister, but she just misses you, a heartless bastard."
For the first time, Li Huai didn't scold him back. He lowered his head and looked a little sad.
A Liang sighed and touched the child's head, "Aren't you dead? What are you doing with such a frown on your face? Okay, okay..."
Li Huai immediately raised his head with a smile, "A-Liang, will you teach me martial arts?"
Aliang asked with a smile: "Can you endure hardship?"
The child shook his head solemnly and said: "Of course I can't bear the hardship. Didn't you let me practice unbeatable kung fu without having to endure hardship?"
The corner of A Liang's mouth twitched, "What do you think?"
Li Huai curled his lips and squinted at the man in the bamboo hat, "A-Liang, you disappoint me."
Li Baoping carried a small bookcase on his back, smiled at A Liang, and then ran to see Chen Pingan.
As soon as Lin Shou came to A Liang, he was a little confused, but did not ask anything. A Liang nodded to the young man, indicating that they could chat privately.
Zhu He, who was soaked in blood, sat cross-legged. He just looked scary, and his soul and vitality were not harmed. The man wiped the blood on his face, with a smile on his face. He just felt happy, really happy, he had never been so happy in his life.
Dripping, it seems that all the depression in the heart and chest has been swept away because of this battle, the mind is clear, and the muscles and bones are relaxed.
Zhu Lu flew to Zhu He's side, knelt down, with tears on his face, Zhu He waved his hands and laughed and said: "My daughter, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later, a good thing, a great good thing! Dad feels like he has caught a trace of
This is an opportunity to break through. Several key acupoints that were originally lifeless are showing signs of new energy sprouting. Don’t underestimate this sign. For people like Dad who originally had no future in martial arts, it is a great blessing!"
Zhu Lu was doubtful and said worriedly: "Dad, don't speak in a hurry, or you may injure your wound."
Zhu He's smile became even stronger, he put his hands on his knees, his face was radiant, and he looked particularly energetic, "This small injury is nothing, if I can endure another quarter of an hour and a stick of incense, I won't be able to lift a foot."
We’ve crossed the threshold of the sixth realm, of course, provided that dad didn’t die from that beast’s mouth.”
When Zhu He said this, he looked towards the man in the bamboo hat and extended his thumb, "Senior Aliang, when you arrive at Hongzhu Town, I'll treat you to the newly brewed Xinghuachun!"
A Liang, who had his back to Zhu He, raised his arms, waved his hands, and said something very embarrassing, "Old Zhu, I don't say thank you for your kindness, just keep it in your heart. It seems so insincere to say it out."
Chen Pingan took the small porcelain bottle handed over by Li Baoping. It was the exclusive ancestral secret recipe of the Yang family shop. It was used very simply to bear pain. Before, he had almost separated life and death with Ma Kuxuan at the Immortal Tomb in the small town.
After the tragic fight, the young man used it once. If A Liang did not appear in time, then this small porcelain bottle would definitely come in handy. It is no longer needed now. Although Chen Ping'an is full of cramps at the moment, he is not ready to use it.
Old man Yang once said very clearly that it is medicine with three parts poison. If you can't use it, don't use it. Especially after practicing martial arts, if you abuse the so-called panacea, in the long run, you will be poaching yourself.
Li Baoping looked at the pale junior uncle, and the delicate girl noticed that the left hand holding the hatchet was trembling uncontrollably.
Chen Pingan comforted him softly: "It doesn't matter, it's just that the bones of the body have been temporarily beaten back to their original shape, but it is not without benefits. If my feeling is not wrong, there will be more benefits in the future."
Li Baoping nodded vigorously, not doubting it at all, because the junior uncle said he would not lie to her.
A Liang looked around and saw the black snake and the white python respectively. After thinking about it, he quietly increased his strength and drove the tip of the knife into the ground by an inch unnoticeably.
A man fled back to the land of the cave in the belly of the mountain. He was hit by a thunderbolt on the head, and blood spattered. He was so scared that he peed. After taking a few steps away, he looked up. Only a small green tip of the knife was exposed in the air.
That's it, nothing more. This handsome young man, as elegant as a noble man, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.
The next moment, his figure sprung up from the stone flats of Qidun Mountain and broke out of the ground. He pressed the wound with one palm and looked at the enigmatic man in the bamboo hat with a mournful face. He wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, and begged: "
I beg you, the great immortal, to stop playing tricks on the little ones."
When the young man came back from the land, the girl Zhu Lu was subconsciously startled. She didn't know why she suddenly burst out emotionally. She stood up and shouted to A Liang: "Kill them!"
A Liang turned around with a smile, looked at the girl with a ferocious face, and asked: "Why do you want to kill them? There is no reason or grudge against me."
The girl's pretty face became more and more distorted. She stretched out her finger and pointed at the man in the bamboo hat, "For no reason?! Those two beasts just wanted to eat us! This Qidun Mountain land is the culprit behind the scenes!"
A Liang suddenly realized and glanced at the anxious young Tu Tu, and then each looked at the black snake and the white python, "You want to eat me? You? Or you?"
The land of Qidun Mountain and the two snakes and pythons that had not yet transformed naturally shook their heads together.
The girl was so angry that she trembled all over and cried: "My father almost died, we all almost died!"
With tears in her eyes, she looked at the unfamiliar man in the bamboo hat and said, "You obviously have the ability to eliminate harm for the people, why don't you do it? There are two evil beasts, one pretends to be a public servant, and instead of protecting travelers, they collaborate to harm others. What's wrong with you, Aliang?
Can’t you kill me?”
A Liang was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Haha, you sound like my unmarried daughter-in-law. No, no, no, I actually like girls who are a little older and have a fully grown figure..."
Having said this, A Liang took out the bamboo knife from the ground, put it back into the scabbard, made a round and full gesture with both hands, and said mischievously: "I like this."
The girl was stunned and said sharply: "You are unreasonable!"
Zhu He struggled to get up, patted his daughter on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be rude, let alone act on impulse. Let Senior A Liang handle everything by himself."
Zhu Lu suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, his face full of grievance and anger.
A Liang looked at Chen Pingan, the young man nodded and said: "A Liang, you make the decision."
A Liang said lazily: "Okay, then I'll have the final say. As the old saying goes, keep a line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future. As children of the world, we must be more generous..."
Young Land nodded vigorously.
The two hill-like snakes and pythons on Shiping also lowered their heads slightly.
Ah Liang suddenly changed his tone, "But I was so frightened. It would be unreasonable not to make any compensation."
The young land wants to cry but has no tears.
This Great Immortal Aliang, the man who was almost scared out of his wits, is now standing opposite you.
A Liang thought for a while and put his arm around Qidunshan Land's shoulders. What was embarrassing was that one of them was not tall, but the other was Yushu Linfeng's slender figure. Fortunately, the latter knew what was going on and quickly bowed his head so that A Liang could not use it.
Standing on tiptoes, he put his arms around his shoulders. A Liang pulled him and whispered, and he nodded constantly, never daring to say no.
In the end, it seemed that he was shocked by A Liang's simple request. Young Land, who was afraid of losing his skin at first, was both surprised and suspicious.
Aliang waved his hand impatiently, "Disappear quickly before I change my mind."
After that, Young Tutu communicated with the snake and python through a secret technique similar to lip language, and then he quickly escaped from the ground. The white python swayed carefully and picked up the broken wing that fell on the stone flat with its mouth.
, try to avoid everyone, and leave the mountain top together with the black snake. Before leaving, facing the man in a bamboo hat whose bile almost exploded at a certain moment, the two huge heads slowly fell, finally touching the ground, towards Ah
Liang showed his submission and showed weakness.
In the dusk, after a sudden and thrilling battle, Zhu He called Chen Pingan and went to a stream near Shiping to clean his wounds. The girl Zhu Lu followed silently.
One big and one small squatted by the water, each washing the blood off their faces and clothes. Zhu He hesitated to speak. Chen Pingan saw the girl sitting alone on a stone in the stream far away. The young man said he would go back first. Zhu He nodded.
, without holding back. After Chen Ping'an left, Zhu He stood up, came to sit next to his daughter, and said softly: "Why didn't you even say I'm sorry?"
The girl took off her boots and socks, revealing her white and tender feet. After hearing her father's slightly reproachful words, the girl suddenly opened her eyes wide and said aggrievedly: "Dad, what do you mean?"
Zhu He looked into his daughter's eyes, which were a pair of beautiful eyes that looked very much like her mother's. This upright man hesitated for a moment before speaking harshly, then sighed and said in a calm tone: "Previously,
Chen Ping'an stopped you from destroying the word Yue, and he was proven right later."
Zhu Lu hugged his knees with both hands, looked at the flowing water of the stream, and snorted coldly: "You are not his father. Of course Chen Pingan is not worried about him. How could I care about this at the time? What if he is wrong? Should I just watch it?"
Where will you die?"
Zhu He remained silent.
She turned her head and said with red eyes, "Dad, if I don't do something at that time, will I still be your daughter?"
Zhu He held back some hurtful words and forced himself to hold back each word.
The man wanted to say that as a warrior at the pinnacle of the second realm, you shouldn't lose your fighting spirit so easily when facing a strong enemy.
It's just these words that Zhu He can say if he is just a fellow martial artist.
But he is still her father, so these words cannot be said. At least not at this time. We can only wait until we find a suitable opportunity in the future.
But deep down in his heart, Zhu He always felt that something was wrong, but what exactly it was, the man couldn't tell.
The man who had just seen a glimmer of hope in martial arts felt a little guilty and sad for no reason, thinking that it would be better if his mother was still alive.
On the mountain road leading to Shiping, the young man walked slowly alone, and the setting sun stretched the young man's thin figure very long.
At the top of the mountain, Li Baoping was packing his belongings in a small book box. Li Huai joined in the fun and squatted aside, and said out of nowhere, "Li Baoping, I will also have a small book box soon?"
Li Baoping gave him a sharp look, "Yes, yes, but you can't call my junior uncle junior junior uncle!"
Li Huai asked: "Why?"
Li Baoping raised his fist murderously, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is that enough?"
Li Huai swallowed his saliva and muttered: "Young junior uncle is nothing, I don't care about him. I have been demoted a generation in vain."
Li Huai patted his butt and stood up. After walking far away, he turned around and said with a smile: "Li Baoping, if you call Chen Ping'an and I brothers in the future, what will you do? What should you call me?"
Li Baoping laughed, stood up, and twisted his wrist.
Li Huai said in a panic: "Li Baoping, can you always use your fists to reason? Can't we talk properly? We are scholars, and scholars must..."
Before Li Huai could finish speaking, Li Baoping stepped forward quickly and was about to beat Li Huai.
Li Huai got wise in his haste and insisted on not taking a step back. He said earnestly: "Li Baoping, aren't you afraid that your junior uncle thinks you are an overbearing and unreasonable rich lady? When he doesn't like you, who are you going to cry to?"
Go? Don’t blame me for not reminding you, this is called not saying something unexpected!”
Li Baoping stopped and frowned.
Li Huai patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, among the three of us, Chen Pingan likes you the most. As long as you don't be like that Zhu Lu in the future."
Li Baoping smiled and returned to his original position, squatting down and continuing to pack the small book box.
Li Huai and Da Dao left with a proud look on their faces, "The mountain man has a clever plan to rule the country and bring peace to the world. I will never be afraid of Li Baoping again."
Li Huai was so happy that he couldn't help but want to have fun with his brother A Liang, and roared: "A Liang? A Liang, die!"
The child raised his eyes and saw that A Liang and Lin Shouyi had gotten together at some point. Li Huai was about to run, but suddenly stopped because that place on the cliff was where the white python appeared earlier.
Li Huai was frightened for a while, hesitated, then turned around and ran to squat next to Li Baoping, and then looked for Chen Ping'an.
Li Huai was stunned when he thought of that guy resolutely flying towards the white python. This naughty child with ghosts and spirits subconsciously felt that Li Baoping's junior uncle was quite reliable, at least much better than Zhu Lu.
Already.
On the edge of the cliff, A Liang and young Lin Shouyi sat looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance. Lin Shouyi raised his head and took a sip of strong wine, then handed the wine gourd back to A Liang.
Lin Shouyi's sitting posture was upright, which was very different from A Liang's crooked posture. The young man asked softly: "A Liang, isn't the wine in this gourd very simple?"
A Liang hummed.
Lin Shouyi asked curiously: "Why is it not simple? I only know that after drinking, my body has improved a lot."
A Liang shook the small wine pot and revealed the secret, "Just by deliberately shaking a little bit of alcohol, you can scare away the monsters in human form on the Tiefu River. Do you think it is powerful? Of course, as usual,
Just pull out the wine cork. No matter how good your nose is, you can only smell the aroma of wine."
Lin Shouyi became more and more curious and asked: "Then why did you let that person and the two snakes and pythons go?"
A Liang held up his bamboo hat and said with a smile: "There is a talisman in the land of the mountain. It is not difficult to kill, but it will be very troublesome later. And what I am most afraid of now is trouble. Besides, they have a life-or-death relationship with you."
Qiu, there is no grievance between me and A Liang. Now you have nothing to lose, and Zhu He has received great benefits, so why do you want to kill them all?"
A Liang paused for a moment, "Someone is missing something, but I guess he won't care too much. No way, this guy's method of calculating gains and losses is different from others."
Lin Shouyi said: "You mean Chen Pingan, right? His injuries were obviously more serious than Zhu He's, but he concealed them better."
A Liang did not comment on this.
Lin Shouyi thought to himself and said: "Zhu Lu's eagerness to save her father is certainly not wrong, but she is wrong..."
A Liang waved his hand, interrupted the young man's coffin conclusion, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about people's rights and wrongs behind their backs, justice is in the hearts of the people."
Lin Shouyi hummed, and as expected he stopped talking.
With the breeze blowing on his face, A Liang slowly drank wine and said slowly: "Lin Shouyi, you are very smart. You are the first smart person to realize that I am worthy of friendship and goodwill. Don't worry, I am not belittling you."
I mean, on the contrary, on the road of cultivation, some people have wisdom roots, such as Li Baoping, some have blessings, such as Li Huai, and some have enlightenment, just like you, which are all good things. Qi Jingchun has always had a good vision, otherwise
…”
Lin Shouyi pricked up his ears.
A Liang grinned, "Can he know a friend like me?"
Lin Shou smiled knowingly. This man never gave up the opportunity to praise himself. He had long been used to it.
But the young man with a mature mind is becoming more and more sure of one thing.
That was A Liang's bragging, which sounded far-fetched, but that was because no one, including himself, really knew how powerful this guy was.
"Singing to wine, what's life like? It's like morning dew, the days are bitter."
A Liang took a deep sip of wine, raised his head and looked at the falling night sky, and whispered softly: "And the green zijin, which lingers in my heart... How can there be such touching words in the world?"
A Liang shook his head to dissipate his melancholy, laughed at himself, and pointed to the rolling mountains, "In the eyes of some people, the world is like an upside-down Milky Way."
Lin Shouyi asked a very profound question, "A-Liang, are you among the 'some people'?"
A Liang shook his head, "Not yet, I don't really like to be that kind of person."
A Liang breathed out softly and stopped drinking. He held up his cheek with one hand and tilted his head to look into the distance. "In the past, there was an old gentleman with a stubborn temper. He had many students all over the world. Among his proud disciples, Qi Jingchun was the most famous."
Well, Cui Chan has the best chess skills, and there is another person who has the best swordsmanship."
Lin Shouyi held back his laughter, turned to look at the man in the bamboo hat and said, "Is the disciple with the strongest swordsmanship named A-Liang?"
A Liang laughed loudly, "Of course that person is not me, how could it be me."
Lin Shouyi was a little surprised when he didn't guess the answer correctly.
The guy smiled and said, "But that man's swordsmanship was taught by me."
Although the young man was extremely shocked, he still firmly believed in this.
A Liang turned his head and asked: "If I say Qi Jingchun's calligraphy, it was also taught by me, would you believe it?"
The young man sitting upright did not hesitate and said categorically: "I don't believe it even if you beat him to death!"
A Liang patted the young man on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Lin Shouyi is really smart, so you won't have any wine to drink tomorrow."
The usually prim and cold young man grinned, but remained reserved and silent.
A Liang said with emotion: "Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things. When a scholar speaks, he is knowledgeable."
Lin Shouyi suddenly asked an inexplicable question, "A-Liang, has Chen Ping'an let you down?"
The man in the bamboo hat looked as usual, "Let's wait and see."
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The night was deep, and beside the bonfire in the latter half of the night, Chen Ping'an and Zhu He took turns keeping vigil as usual, and the young man was knitting straw sandals at the same time.
Zhu He stood up and came to the young man's side for some reason. Chen Pingan was a little surprised. Zhu He stretched out his hand to warm himself up, and the firelight reflected the man's rough face. The man turned around and asked with a smile: "You should have found that Qi, right? Qi is like a swimming dragon.
, and it keeps sinking and wandering around, right?”
Chen Pingan nodded and sat upright. This was what puzzled him the most.
Zhu He did not hide anything and explained slowly: "This is equivalent to saying that you have entered the realm of mud embryo. Don't underestimate this first hurdle. Whether you can practice martial arts depends on whether you are born. Find out
If you don’t find it, you don’t care if you can hold this breath. As the saying goes, people strive to take a breath to receive a stick of incense, which is pretty much what it means. The body is still an insignificant clay statue of a Bodhisattva, but as long as you have this breath, even if you enter the palace, everything will happen after that.
There is hope for everyone. No matter how good the scenery at the top of martial arts is, without this crucial small step, it is all empty talk."
Zhu He looked at the young man and said with admiration: "Your body has been well strengthened. Well, it is very good. It is not inferior to those wealthy children who grew up soaked in medicine jars. I don't know what you have experienced.
But it is generally certain that you are now in the second realm of martial arts after the Mud Embryo Realm, the Wood Fetus Realm. Although it doesn’t quite make sense why you haven’t really let that Qi find the Qi Mansion aperture where it can rest and cultivate, but
Your physical meridians do indeed belong to the second level of achievement, but they are far from the second level."
Chen Ping'an held his breath and concentrated, listening carefully to these martial arts techniques that are hard to buy.
The man who was hailed as the "Master" by the ancestors of the Li family continued: "Wooden Realm, this level is very interesting. The level of achievement does not depend on talent, regardless of the bones, just two words, endure hardship. Before, A Liang told you
You’ve explained Daliyi Road, right?”
Chen Pingan nodded and asked, "Is this also related to martial arts?"
Zhu He added a handful of firewood to the ravine, and tried his best to explain in plain language the key points of martial arts that were originally obscured by clouds and fog, and said with a smile: "The meridians of our human body are actually like post roads.
If you want cars and horses to pass, you can only open roads little by little across the mountains and build bridges when encountering water. Some people are too lazy to bear the hardships, so they build narrow paths and single-plank bridges.
In the future, the limitations will be even greater. The simple truth is that when experts advise, it is like a battle between two countries. It all depends on whose troops rush to reinforcements faster. Even if you have thousands of troops, but the road is narrow and difficult, how can you smoothly mobilize them?
Soldiers dispatch generals?"
Chen Pingan suddenly realized, "That's the truth!"
"That's why this level is also called the Kaishan Realm. It is the most demanding test of water-milling skills. To practice martial arts, one has to work extremely hard and work hard, so that it is regarded as a low-class job by the Qi practitioners who are above the top. Just like this
The first level has a lot to do with it. Because warriors at this level really cannot tolerate any slacking off, they are just like farmers. If they want to harvest, they have to work hard."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I can endure hardships and I'm not much worse than others."
Zhu He was speechless, thinking that if you, Chen Ping'an, are "okay", then where should I, Zhu He, be?
Zhu He's face became solemn, "But remember, in this realm, being diligent is a good thing, but you can't stay too long. Why do Taoists advocate the four words of returning to nature? It's because you are born with a breath of true energy. As you grow older, you will be able to
Gradually lost, or mixed up with the filthy air between heaven and earth, the evil spirit, and many other impurities, which is like the literati who like to drink tea. When they plant tea trees, they are most afraid of overgrown trees, that is,
This is the reason.”
"Generally speaking, before you are sixteen years old, or at most eighteen years old, you should try to break through to the third realm, the mercury realm, to make your Qi and blood stronger, as thick as mercury. At the same time, your body
It will become lighter and lighter, and at the same time, the bones will become stronger and tougher. Human energy and blood, like the soldiers of a general on the battlefield, need a tiger and wolf army, not that kind of grass-plated team and embroidered pillows. Can you understand this?"
The young man wearing straw sandals looked down at the straw sandals he was knitting in his hands and said with a shy face, "I understand."
Zhu He couldn't help laughing, and laughed in a low voice: "The second level of Dacheng can make your skin texture precise, just like the magic weapon of a Qi practitioner. The seal is engraved with runes and treasures, and after the meridians are opened, the path of martial arts will be
The road is getting wider and wider. As for the peak of the third realm of mercury mirror, it is very important. It needs to survive a calamity. In martial arts secret books, it is often called "Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river". The specific details are mysterious and mysterious, so I can't say more.
, everyone has his or her own predestined relationships, and maybe my words of experience will lead you astray."
Chen Pingan silently wrote down every word.
Zhu He said in a deep voice: "The first three realms are body refining, which is relatively pragmatic, while the next three realms are somewhat pragmatic, and the soul and courage are three things, step by step."
Then Zhu He fell into deep thought. He had benefited a lot from today's battle. Zhu He needed to settle those thoughts that suddenly came to him.
Chen Pingan did not dare to disturb him, so he began to digest Zhu He's profound and simple words of wisdom.
After a long time, Zhu He came back to his senses and said with a smile: "The three realms of qi refining require a smooth process. As long as you reach that point, you will naturally have a clear understanding. It is difficult for outsiders' guidance to be effective, and the real
Guidance is never based on the principle. Only after you actually walk to the door, others in the distance can explain the reason to you. The path of a martial artist practicing qi and a qi practitioner who is both nourishing and refining is almost completely opposite. From now on
You will understand."
Zhu He finally said in high spirits: "Although I am suspected of trying to encourage others, I still can't help it. I want to tell you the scenery on the top of the mountain in the last three realms in the martial arts legend, so as to avoid encountering Qi training in the future.
Scholars are talking nonsense and don’t know how to refute. The seventh realm of refining the gods, the golden body realm, is a veritable master master. The best in this realm can even cultivate the so-called invincible body of the Buddhist or the Taoist.
The so-called stain-free glass, the body of a golden immortal. There are also some methods that allow warriors to bless their bodies and make them indestructible through three methods: driving, hiring, and praying."
"The eighth realm, the realm of ascension! Warriors can already hover in the void and fly in the wind. Therefore, it is also called the 'far journey'. Far journey, far journey realm, who said that we warriors are so vulgar, I feel that far journey
This statement has a very lingering flavor!”
"The last realm is the ninth realm, the mountain top realm. If you and I are at the highest point of Qidun Mountain, we will be at the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of all the mountains. The warriors in this realm are also respectfully called the 'End Realm'
'Grandmaster' is used to describe the martial arts under your feet, which has come to an end!"
After Zhu He said this, he simply stood up and walked slowly around the bonfire. He looked excited, clenched his hands into fists, and said loudly: "Although it is not as exaggerated as moving mountains and seas, it can still crack city walls with fists and split rivers with palms.
A body of powerful Qi, immune to all evils, capable of overcoming obstacles with thousands of armies. The physical body is extremely powerful, even better than the body of a Buddhist Arhat. Once a Qi practitioner is approached, within ten feet, unless there is a top-grade protective magic weapon or higher, otherwise
Must die!"
Zhu He's eyes were hot and full of blood, and he stared down at the young man, "Just imagine, once you reach the end, at a glance, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are under your feet. You should look down upon the immortals and despise the princes. This is what a man should do!"
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer for a while, because at the moment, the young man's mind was full of practicing more pile walking and sword furnace in the future. Maybe he would be able to reach the third level in this life. How could he think so far ahead?
Just agreeing to Miss Ning's punch a million times was very difficult for the young man.
When Zhu He left, he was still in a state of excitement.
A young man was left behind to continue knitting straw sandals.
At dawn, when Aliang yawned and stood up, he saw the young man sitting on the edge of the cliff, still walking the boring six steps, facing the mountain wind, sweating like rain.
A figure rushed past A Liang with a roar, and soon stood beside the young man, accompanying her little uncle to box together.
A Liang took a sip of wine, fastened his little gourd, and ran over to join in the fun.
Soon the little girl's voice sounded admonishing me, "A-Liang, your posture is wrong. This punch made your arm crooked."
"A-Liang, your steps are too big. Stop it. Really, I won't lie to you. If you don't believe me, just look at my little uncle, how stable he is."
"A Liang, if you continue to be so absent-minded, I'm really angry!"
The man in the bamboo hat was finally frustrated and couldn't help complaining: "Aquarius, didn't you realize that I was the real peerless swordsman in yesterday's soul-stirring peak battle?"
The little girl in the red cotton-padded jacket walked seriously and walked six steps, nodded and said: "I know, but your boxing practice is really bad. Mr. Qi said that there are specialties in martial arts. Ah Liang, you don't need to feel embarrassed, take your time, I promise
If you don’t tell me, you are.”
A Liang strode away and shouted angrily: "If I don't practice boxing, I won't practice boxing anymore."
A Liang suddenly turned around, just in time to see the little girl giving him a sly and cute look.
A Liang made a big face at her.
The little girl ignored him.
The corners of the straw-shoe boy's mouth turned up.
A Liang looked at the young man and the little girl boxing from a distance, feeling a little happy and smiling.
The mountain breeze is warm and the sun rises in the east.