Li Sanlang took a sip and said, "Third brother, I'm crazy how much older you are. I've experienced some things more than you!"
With a mysterious smile, he waved the servants around him to disperse, then stretched out his left hand,
"Xiao Yi saw it clearly!"
Lou Xiaoyi looked at it intently, looking left and right, up and down, for a long time. It was still a hand, and it had not turned into an orchid. Instead, it was Li Sanlang who was chanting in his mouth, as if he was constipated, and he was full of stuff.
My face was red, but I couldn't hold it in.
Looking at Lou Xiaoyi who was serious on the side, Li Sanlang also felt that he was a little embarrassed and said awkwardly:
"Well, I haven't practiced for a long time, and I drank some wine... So, this power is a bit out of control... Wait a minute, I will hold it back..."
Lou Xiaoyi was speechless after hearing this. Is it possible that Li Sanlang is also a so-called stranger? It is very possible that there are people in his family who are practitioners. However, if this level of performance is really put into actual combat, I am afraid that he will
Before his superpower could be suppressed, he had already been cut into pieces countless times!
Just as he was laughing, Li Sanlang suddenly shouted, "Yes! Look at my sky-burning thunderbolt!"
A small, trembling flame appeared at the tip of his extended left index finger. It was about the size of an ordinary candle and an inch long. There was a gust of wind in front of the hall. The flame struggled for a few times and was extinguished.
…
Lou Xiaoyi laughed and said, "Third brother, you, the Sky-burning Thunderbolt, are a bit unworthy of your name! They belong to the same type as Fatty Qian's Wind and Power and Tiezhu's Everlasting Majestic... It's not useful, no, it's not even good to look at it."
Can not look!
But the name is really fancy, and it might scare people!"
Li Sanlang had an indifferent attitude towards Lou Xiaoyi's teasing. It was obvious that he really didn't take it seriously.
"I'm sloppy in learning and sloppy in practicing, and I'm sloppy in using it! Xiao Yi wants to know why I don't practice it hard even though I have such a skill, so as to at least extend my life by a few decades?"
Lou Xiaoyi shook his head, "I don't know! Do you think there is another reason behind it?"
Li Sanlang nodded, "What I told you is that I treat you as a friend, and I don't want you to waste your time on this!
Qi Er and his group have not long since acquired the magic, and their hearts are on fire, so they still don’t feel the helplessness involved, but third brother, I have been through it, and the difficulties involved are really hard to describe!"
Shaking his hands, he said: "This magic technique and Qi training are truly easy to learn but difficult to master!
Like Qi Er and the others, I relied on artifacts to get started. This is also the simplest and fastest way in the world to get started in practicing Taoism. You start with spiritual artifacts and practice according to the rules. As long as you have some luck, you can usually succeed.
I used a fire-drawing bead, and Qi Er and the others used Yugui. The principle is the same, but my ability is to set fire, and their ability is to draw swords. These are different branches, and there is no need to compare them in detail.
"
He raised his glass with Lou Xiaoyi again, "The difficult thing is that in the future, we need endless spiritual support to ensure that our practice progresses instead of retreating!
But how can spiritual things be so good? With the wealth of my Li family, I will go bankrupt, and I am afraid that I will not be able to persist in my studies!
No matter how bastard I am, Li Sanlang, I can't trade the future of hundreds of relatives in my family for my decades of life, right? So, after learning this skill by myself, and then absorbing all the spiritual power in the fire bead,
, there is no more motivation to move forward. This is not a matter of personal will, but a matter of helplessness!
When I first learned this technique, like Qi Er and the others, I was full of fantasies and practiced diligently, thinking that one day I could fly to the sky and escape from the earth and live forever. But then the spirit beads withered and the flames became worse day by day.
Now, let alone Fentian, even lighting a pile of firewood is difficult, so I have completely given up the idea of practicing!
I estimate that now Qi Er and the others are just like me. It is also when Yu Gui is exhausted. Just watch, their flying sword skills must be getting shorter and weaker, and they will finally understand.
Give up your illusions like me!"
Lou Xiaoyi nodded, "That's right. The last time I was with them and watched them practice swordsmanship, I also mentioned it, saying that there was no progress and hard practice was useless!"
Li Sanlang laughed, "This is just the beginning! They can maintain their current abilities within a few months, and then they will decline step by step. Just like me, when I first started practicing fire skills, I could instantly cook a fire skill.
It's a fat chicken, and now it can't even shed its feathers!
The decline in strength will soon lead to psychological giving up, and finally it will become an ignorant experience in youth, just for nostalgia! Until a few years later, you can't even draw the sword, and you have completely reduced yourself from a stranger to a mortal, and you should be the shopkeeper.
Those who should become shopkeepers, those who should get married and have children, and those who should go to other places will go to other places!
It’s just a dream!”
"What a dream, it buries youth! At least, I can tell my children in the future that I have also practiced, sir!"
Li Sanlang laughed loudly, "Xiao Yi, you deserve this attitude! With this attitude, it actually doesn't matter whether you practice or not.
If you have the chance, practice a few tricks. It’s also good to use it to coax girls from time to time!
It would be better if you don’t have the chance, it can save a lot of time to do something serious!
There is a Qi practitioner in my family. He is very boring. He is my father’s personal friend and does not take us juniors seriously. He does not even provide spiritual objects to me when I practice, let alone others, so I will not introduce him.
Here you go!”
Lou Xiaoyi smiled, "Third Brother's words are more valuable than the so-called secret books and spiritual objects! I heard that the so-called cultivation depends on one's own opportunities and cannot be forced, so it is just a joke. You can have it or not, at least.
Live freely!”
The two of them drank and drank, it was true or not, but they were having a very interesting conversation anyway. Li Sanlang is a wonderful man, and he is also the person Lou Xiaoyi has seen the closest to his thoughts in his previous life since he changed his soul. It is rare, at least they can chat together.
.
Because the more they chatted, the more they became more speculative, Li Sanlang became a little presumptuous,
"Xiao Yi, your last move was so good... it wasn't the one where you hit the brick, but the one where you fainted yourself! How much less embarrassment, how much explanation was saved, and the servants made up the fainting, really
It’s wonderful!
I don’t know how many live versions of this have been circulated in the future! Originally, you were so happy that you were happy, and the public opinion would definitely fall in favor of the sour butt, but you poured out countless right and wrong! Instead, you covered the truth in rumors.
, true mastery!”
Lou Xiaoyi was speechless, "Third brother, I'm really bleeding! It's not a trick!"
He didn't lie. In fact, it was never a secret in the Lou Mansion that Mr. Lou's young husband fainted from blood. He had fainted at the sight of blood since he was young when he watched people killing chickens. This caused Aunt Caihong to prohibit any activity in front of the young husband.
Slaughter activities, this problem has not been corrected even if it becomes serious!
The most terrible thing is that the soul that traveled through time was also bleeding! This is something that the two souls have little in common, so the fall at the Spring Festival was purely natural and nothing artificial.
Of course, in the eyes of people like Li Sanlang who think too much, it is natural that he has other purposes.
This was also the reason why he was indifferent when he watched Qi Eryi and his gang practicing swordplay. How could a person who was fainting with blood use a sword? If he stabbed someone, he would also fall down.
Not only swords, but also any weapons, which made him, a good man, very embarrassed. He also secretly decided to find more opportunities to watch chickens and ducks being killed up close in the future. At least, he could faint, but he couldn't just collapse.
