Yuan Wuxiang, Meng Danqing

What we see now is not the original single forward, but it is completely different from the single forwards in the arena.

As the saying goes, there is no right or wrong, and all roads lead to the same destination, but there are very few people who truly take a certain road to the end and reach the pinnacle.

"It seems that brother has also studied it."

Lin Chongyang knew clearly in his heart that the Shanfengjian sect now had quite a reputation in the world, but there were no top masters who could master it.

People like Ying Chaoyang, Ren Pingsheng and others can only be considered average.

Of course, this is in the eyes of people of their level. If we just talk about the world of hardship, with his ability, he will naturally be a master and powerful in the world.

"Ha, then I'll invite you."

Wu Chi smiled and said, looking forward to this discussion more and more. At this stage, a fight and discussion at the same level is very rare and precious.

"Please."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a sword, the light of the sword fell, and the sword's intention spread.

The heaven and earth were divided, and the universe suddenly became pale. The barrier between illusion and reality was bridged, and a whole new world seemed to be formed.

However, the two people sitting cross-legged did not move, but each had a phantom-like body that looked like a spirit body, emerging from the two of them, standing up, facing each other, and remaining silent.

As the world was silent for a moment, people moved, swords moved, and the two figures clashed invisibly. In the blink of an eye, thousands of moves came back and forth, and hundreds of styles came back and forth.

Returning to the bottom of the abyss, the water does not move, the air does not flow, and the silent bottom of the abyss only sees two people sitting opposite each other, looking extremely peaceful at this moment.

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The wind was clear and the clouds were light, the water was green and the mountains were green. I saw a flash of mysterious light, and a light-colored figure emerged and said hello:

"Danqing, come here quickly, the scenery ahead is nice!"

The youthful temperament is as graceful as the moonlight, but also has a bit of leisureliness in the blue sky and white clouds. The white hair is tied up by a silver Taoist crown, with wisps of silver embellishment in it.

Then, another figure appeared, a beauty in a purple dress, with long light golden hair tied up in a bun, and she spoke helplessly:

"Brother, it's rare for you to take a break, so there's no need to waste your time with me."

Hearing this, the young man in front turned around and said seriously: "Idleness is idle anyway. You are not good at martial arts. What if you encounter danger?"

"Master has taught me a way to protect myself." Meng Danqing's tone became increasingly helpless.

He..., she..., he...,...

All in all, although his brother accompanied him out, he was very happy, but he didn't want to waste time because of his brother. After all, his brother's rest time was not long.

Yuan Wuxiang sighed: "Isn't that still a person? With your painting skills, how can I rest assured if you are alone."

There was a lot of trouble in the house, and a group of people were fighting around all day long, which gave him a headache on weekdays.

He still can't figure it out. No matter how you say it, Daozhen is the main line of the Taoist sect in the suffering state. Shouldn't a good Taoist sect organization be serious about cultivating the Tao? Why do you like to fight openly and secretly so much? Is it possible that cultivating Taoism has become like a dog?

Looking back now, I don't know whether it was because Xie Tianlai had a brain problem and insisted on sending him to Daozhen, or whether he had a brain problem and agreed without thinking.

Now he regrets it, regrets it very much. Life in this sect is completely different from what he imagined. It would be better to relax with Jie Tianlai. He should consider whether to try to go out alone after he has achieved success.

Now that I have finally taken a break, if I don't go out to have fun, I would be sorry for myself. If I go out with my little sister to enjoy the fun, it will be double happiness.

Moreover, with my little sister's painting skills, once the inspiration comes, it needs to be dreamed into the painting to ensure the quality of the finished product, which often takes days or even months.

In such a situation, how can he rest assured? Does he really think that this peaceful world is really that peaceful?

As for his good friend Juan Shou Tian, ​​Xiu Mu was picked up by his uncle after Xiu Mu. Compared with some people in the sect who did not have family members, those of them who had family members with them were still very lucky.

Sighing in his heart, Yuan Wuxiang greeted with a smile: "Let's go, the scenery ahead is indeed quite good."

The two brothers were orphans who were ravaged by the Fallen Demons back then. By chance, they were rescued and adopted by Xie Tianlai.

As the elder brother, Yuan Wuxiang was sent to the Daozhen lineage for further training when he grew up, while the younger brother, Meng Danqing, was taken as a disciple by Jie Tianlai and took him with him.

Because his situation is quite special, even Xie Tianlai can't figure out what went wrong. Since he has been rescued and raised, there is actually no difference.

On the contrary, Yuan Wuxiang, after understanding the specific situation, respected his younger brother's choice and raised him as his younger sister. It didn't make any difference anyway, as long as the younger sister was happy.

The two of them walked forward for a while, looking around, they saw white clouds looking back and closing, and the blue mist disappearing; the peaks in the field changed, and there were many valleys and clouds.

Meng Danqing stopped and said, "Brother, this is the time."

"This place is nice. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but there is also a Taoist charm in it. It seems to be very suitable for practice."

Yuan Wuxiang also looked at the surrounding environment and marveled at how he felt that this place looked more suitable for practice than Daozhen's main hall.

"I'll have to trouble my brother next."

Meng Danqing found a suitable place, made an easel, framed the drawing paper, and prepared to sketch.

"Leave it to me."

Yuan Wuxiang also found a rock and sat on it casually. It was a nice place and he just took this opportunity to perfect his martial arts.

Time passes slowly, a quarter of an hour, an hour, a day, ten days, ten days...

While Meng Danqing was painting, Yuan Wuxiang was not idle either. This place gave him a strange feeling. It seemed that it somehow matched the contents of the Taoist classics he had read.

Especially, after he started meditating, his perspective suddenly changed.

The sky and the earth are the human body, the rivers are like meridians, the sun and the moon are the yin and yang, the mountains, rivers and stars are connected to the acupuncture points all over the body.

All the things in front of him coincided with the Taoist theory of the universe, which far surpassed his knowledge and understanding of the unity of nature and man. Jie Tianlai was already the strongest person he knew in the Taoist school, and he could not achieve this step.

Correspondingly, during this process, although he was unable to practice according to what he saw in front of him, his understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth was rapidly deepening, and his martial arts, which was originally in its infancy, was also constantly improving, and it could be said that it was making great progress with each passing day.

It was almost as if someone was pushing him from behind and even feeding food to his mouth.

At once……

Very outrageous.

until——

"How could this happen?"

A soft cry woke up the person who was in trance. Yuan Wuxiang, who was not far away, opened his eyes. The energy around his body that was in harmony with the heaven and earth quickly converged. After calming down the true energy in his body, he quickly stood up.

Not far away, Meng Danqing frowned slightly, looking at the newly completed work on the easel with a somewhat confused expression.

If he remembered correctly, this painting should be a landscape painting with the theme of mountains and rivers.

"Danqing, what's wrong?"

Turning over and landing next to the easel, Yuan Wuxiang spoke with worry and followed Meng Danqing's gaze.

That painting on the easel, where is the landscape?

Due to the butterfly effect, the storm will naturally get bigger as time goes by. I originally considered letting Zhu Wu, a 200-year-old boy, come to the plight for a walk in advance and be the lucky spectator. After all, Yang Zai and his father had a fateful relationship.

Later, I thought about it and discussed it with the group, and decided to choose the little head brother and sister that I prepared first. The Tianqiang people are quite innocent, and some things can be prepared in advance.
Chapter completed!