Xuanyuan, the national master of the divine race, has passed into nirvana. He knows everything about the sky and the earth, and has thousands of treasures in his chest. His daughter naturally understands the past and understands the present.
Xuanyuan Banxia looked at Cui Qi, smiled and said: "When you are admitted to Yunzhong Academy, you will naturally know many things."
"But you haven't entered Yunzhong Academy yet." Cui Qi said doubtfully.
"My surname is Xuanyuan."
In one sentence, Cui Qi almost choked to death.
When Xuanyuan Banxia mentioned her last name, she suddenly turned around, stared at Cui Qi's blood-red eyes, and said, "Have you ever heard of Jiulong Po?"
Cui Qi nodded and said: "Everyone in the world knows that the demon kings of all dynasties have achieved celestial beings with this magical skill. How could I not know about it? Why do I suddenly say this?"
Xuanyuan Banxia held her head high and said: "I know the eight moves of Jiulong Po, and I can teach you the first four moves."
The Demon Emperor's technique is a secret that is not passed down by the Xuanyuan royal family. If outsiders get access to it, I am afraid that the Demon Emperor from Tongtian Tower will come to the world in person. By then, his Cui Qiu will be annihilated in ashes.
Cui Qi shook his head and said: "If I don't explain it clearly, I am not the one who should get the huge benefit. Because gold ingots falling from the sky can make a fortune, but can also kill people."
Xuanyuan Banxia smiled and said: "I only want you to do me a small favor in the future. This deal is a good deal for you."
Cui Qi still shook his head: "Big and small are relative terms. What is small to you is already big to me. Since it is a transaction, we'd better make it clear."
Xuanyuan Banxia smiled, and her smile was very cute, but what she said was not cute at all.
"Have you been beaten stupid by the third son of the Huai family for saying such stupid things? If I could tell you, would I have gone to such trouble to set you up?"
Xuanyuan Banxia saw Cui Qi squinting his eyes and saying nothing, and said: "Others see your secrets and only see the surface. At most, they regard you as a spy of the demon clan. I am different. I am familiar with the general history of the gods. You are in my
There are no secrets in sight."
"As long as I shout in a crowded place, there will be no place for you in the world. Therefore, the transaction must continue."
Cui Qi's distant eyebrows connected again, his hand involuntarily touched the handle of the knife, and whispered: "You are threatening me."
Xuanyuan Banxia took a step back with a smile, looked at Cui Qi and said: "Do you still remember what I told you, that I have a demon spirit physique? As long as I roar now, those two people who are fighting to the death will put aside all their grudges and fight with each other.
I join forces..."
Cui Qi turned around and glanced at one of the people he was beating to death. His hand slowly left the handle of the knife, and he frowned and said, "You're going to kill me."
Xuanyuan Banxia smiled and said: "As you say, we are in a deal, and you take advantage of it. With the four styles of Nine Dragon Break and your current cultivation and physique, after you become a master, it is not impossible to become a master in the future.
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Great benefits always come with great risks. Even if Cui Qi doesn't want to make him angry, the woman who has no hidden emotions and anger obviously won't agree.
Cui Qi finally nodded, although he knew that nodding would be seeking the skin of a tiger.
Seeing Cui Qi nodding, Xuanyuan Banxia couldn't help but his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in his ear...
After a while, Xuanyuan Banxia smiled and said: "Remember."
Cui Qi nodded solemnly, but Xuanyuan Pinellia was afraid of losing all his investment, so he couldn't help but give instructions.
"There are not many people and gods in the world who can truly understand your secret. The God Emperor is one, my father is the other, and the man in Yunzhong City can understand it even if you think about it. So, when you get to Yunzhong City, you'd better
Live by your tail."
Cui Qi smelled the sweet fragrance on the tip of his nose and said with a wry smile: "I've been keeping my tail between my legs."
Xuanyuan Banxia shook his head and said: "It's not enough. If you didn't kill that person in the Death Corridor, how could I know your secret."
Speaking of secrets, Cui Qi glanced at Huairuogu, who had lost an arm, and frowned: "Huairuogu is not dead yet."
Xuanyuan Banxia said coldly: "Then help Jin-scaled Anaconda and make those who know your secret die quickly."
As soon as the words fell, the two of them rushed towards Huairuogu at the same time...
One anaconda, one demon, and one who is not sure whether it is a human or a demon. It would not take much trouble to kill an old man in his seventies.
I saw Huairuogu leaning against the stone wall, with his remaining arm not far from his feet. Two holes were opened in his chest, and blood was still coming out. It looked like he was going to die.
Huairuogu steeled himself, looked at Cui Qi and Xuanyuan Pinellia, and begged: "In my life, I have never thought about becoming a saint. I just want to let the people have no worries about food and clothing and live a good life..."
"No matter whether I am a saint or a villain in your eyes, look at the good things my Huai family has done for the people in the mountain village, and don't let it go out alive to harm the people. Even if I die, I will feel at ease."
How can there be such a good thing in this world if one dies but lives in the past?
Cui Qi said coldly: "What, this is a man who is about to die and his words are kind. It's useless. He will be evil for a lifetime and be good for a moment. This won't work for me. I will release the golden-scaled anaconda."
, let the world know that you, Mr. Huai, are a person full of evil..."
Hearing Cui Qi's words, Huairuogu's blood suddenly surged, and he could no longer lock down the injury on his chest.
Seeing only two streams of blood arrows shot out, Huai Ruogu smiled miserably, and before he could take a breath, his head drooped feebly...
Cui Qi snorted coldly: "If I let you die in peace, I will feel uneasy."
Even if it kills people, it also hurts the heart. Cui Qi feels great pleasure.
Cui Qi's heart dropped when the fake saint died. But the big guy behind him, who was coiled up and spitting out his core, seemed to be getting more and more uneasy.
I don't know whether he understood Cui Qi's words or was afraid of something. The golden-scaled anaconda suddenly scurried back into the hall. It was well-behaved, like a guard dog that had made a mistake.
Cui Qi glanced at Xuanyuan Pinellia and couldn't help but slowly turned around and looked at the entrance of the underground palace.
His ears are very good, and he can still hear the footsteps approaching from far away even though he is far away.
The sound of slight footsteps, the sound of a person's footsteps. Every step falls, and the time is accurate to the smallest detail...
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Half of the lake is smoke and half of the city.
In Yunzhong City, there is a chessboard placed in an inconspicuous fenced courtyard.
The white-haired old man in front of the chessboard, holding a white piece in his hand, suddenly raised his head and looked to the northeast: "Su Mu, eight hundred miles northeast, the teacher is waiting for you to come back to make your move."
Su Mu, who was wearing a blue shirt, stood up and saluted, then stepped out...
Su Mu, the second senior brother of Yunzhong City and the dean’s disciple.
But no one in Yunzhong calls him Senior Brother, and they all respect him respectfully as Mr. Second. Even if Su Mu leaves Yunzhong and visits various countries, he is still Mr. Second.
The world respects Sumu not only because of his status, but more importantly, because he has the ability to match his status.
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In the underground palace, the blood redness in Cui Qi's eyes faded, and he looked at the scholar who walked in calmly, as busy and obedient as a little girl.
The scholar looked to be in his thirties, tall and slightly thin. His blue shirt was washed a little white and faded, and his face was not necessarily very elegant.
Cui Qi saw the scholar nodding towards him with a smile, and hurriedly smiled back. However, he saw the scholar smiled and said, "You two will wait a moment."
As he said this, when the scholar passed by the corpses of the White brothers, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything more.
Su Mu walked into the broken door and saw the golden-scaled anaconda lying cross-legged with his head on the ground. He couldn't help but slowly stepped forward, put his hand on the snake's head, shook his head and sighed.
"If I come, you will be well-behaved, but if I leave, you will be evil. The seal here has been broken, how can I keep you in this world?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the deep white bones behind the Jin-scaled Anaconda's body, closed his eyes and said, "Whether it's a human being or a monster, if you make a mistake, you will make a mistake. Even if I intend to spare your life, God will not tolerate you."
The golden-scaled anaconda knew what the scholar was going to do, but it didn't even have the courage to fight. Ever since the scholar fell on the mountain, an almost demon-king-like pressure suppressed it so that it didn't dare to move.
Su Mu left the huge head with his hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the palace, only to see the huge body of the golden-scaled anaconda suddenly turned into blood and seeped into the stone slabs, leaving only a scarlet scene...
"You are Regulus Pinellia."
Seeing the scholar asking, Xuanyuan Pinellia hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Xuanyuan Pinellia has met the second gentleman."
Su Mu looked at Xuanyuan Banxia for a while and said, "Teacher is waiting for you, please come with me."
Xuanyuan Banxia bowed again and followed Su Mu in an orderly manner. However, when Su Mu passed by Cui Qi, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the San Miao Zu Dao sheathed and said softly.
"Be good at the sword and hide it. What is hidden is not the sword, but the sharpness. The sword is in your hand and the road is under your feet. Don't learn from the ancestors of the sword to fight for destiny with the sword, and don't learn from Cui Bai, the martial artist, to kill to stop killing. Those are not the road after all."
Cui Qi hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Er, for your teaching."
Su Mu nodded and said: "I'll let Huaizheng'an handle it here. Huai's path has gone astray, and someone needs to correct it."
After saying this, Lan Shi had already gone away, and Cui Qi hurriedly sent another gift to the second gentleman...
Mr. Er is known as a good old man who impresses others with his virtues, and his behavior is a lesson to the world.
Dean Ji Yanli said ten years ago that if Su Mu knew how to adapt, he would become a saint.
A swordsman once laughed, saying that if Su Mu held a sword and was unreasonable, he would be able to ascend to the sky and become a heavenly being.
King Xiaoyao even said in front of Ye Qiushui that if Sumu was willing to use the battle formation in Baihu City, the God Emperor would also retreat.
Mr. Er is the only heavenly being in the world who is not a heavenly being. Because as long as he thinks, he is.
Cui Qi has too many secrets, and his knife has been stained with too much blood. When facing Mr. Er, he dare not be careless because he has made too many mistakes.
Even if Mr. Er is easy to talk to, he will still take action on some things, such as the golden-scaled anaconda that lost its life.
Suddenly, a timid and overwhelmed voice sounded in Cui Qi's ears.
"Benefactor, Tweety, Tweety wants to go home."
Cui Qi almost forgot about the little girl, turned around and said with a smile: "I'll take you home right now."
On the way down the mountain, Cui Qi met the pale-faced Huai Zheng'an.
When the two of them passed each other, Huai Zheng'an suddenly stopped and said, "You should be killed."
Cui Qi nodded and didn't say a word. But when he saw Huai Zheng'an, his face flushed and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and he looked up to the sky and laughed...
"Kill well, kill well... From now on, there will be no saint in the Huai family."
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As soon as he rode out of the city, he was like a bird flying high in the sky, like a fish swimming in the sea, and the world was vast for him to roam.
Cui Qi rode his horse for three days, covering a distance of 400 miles. He saw vast smoke waves for 800 miles, looking up to the sky and roaring. It penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks, and the sound was like the roar of a dragon.
The first form of the Nine Dragons Break, after that long roar, rolled around in the flesh and blood, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and was no longer restrained.
It was an increase in physical strength, an almost complete transformation.
Cui Qi practiced the Ba Zhe Luo Waijin Kung Fu, and now he practiced the Divine Emperor Jiulong Po. He was walking along the water, and it was smooth sailing, and he reached the shore naturally.
The feeling of pleasure has already rushed to the top of my head, so of course I have to have a good time.
As soon as Cui Qi clamped the horse's belly, Lu Shu immediately stood up. He neighed, responded to his master's joy, threw off his four hooves and ran away.
One man and one horse got carried away with themselves, left the official road, and went into the forest path to stay away from the crowd...
I don’t know how long I ran, but suddenly the path disappeared and the dense forest disappeared, leaving only a sea of flowers in the valley.
The faint fragrance entered his nose, and Cui Qi felt comfortable all over. He couldn't help but stretch his limbs and lay on his back in the sea of flowers, watching the clouds rolling and relaxing above his head.
In the past six years, at this moment, his heart was the calmest and his knife was the furthest away.
All the princes, princesses, secrets, and ten-year promises disappeared in the clouds.
Cui Qi wished he could no longer draw his sword, no longer fight for his life, and just grow old in the sea of flowers.
But God, it seems that I didn’t want him to let go from the beginning, and even a moment of peace would be shattered...
