When Lin Qingxuan heard that Qiu Chuji had gone to Zhongdu BJ, his heart moved. He knew that he was going to teach Yang Kang martial arts. Then he thought about Ma Yu's attitude and said secretly: It seems that Ma Yu will go to Mongolia to teach Guo Jingquan Zhenxin method soon.
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Thinking of this, Lin Qingxuan couldn't help but think that in the future, Guo Jing would be able to meet Huang Rong, learn the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon and the Nine Yin Manual, fight with each other with both hands, Kong Ming Fist and other unique skills. He cheated all the way and surpassed 99% of the people in two years.
The man in the world could not help but feel slightly lost in thought as he became the first person under the Five Ultimate Level.
After a while, Lin Qingxuan laughed silently again and cheered secretly: If I can act in the mirror one day, even ten Guo Jings will not be as lucky as me. I don’t need so many adventures and tricks. In a few years, my achievements will never be better than his.
What's the difference?
After listening to the discussions of several real people and combining it with his memory, Lin Qingxuan already knew what time it was now.
Lin Qingxuan is very clear about the plot of the Condor Trilogy. Guo Jing is already 15 years old this year. The main plot of The Condor has not yet been launched. However, Lin Qingxuan will play the role one day, but he is not born to do it.
Followed by Guo Jing's disturbing thoughts.
When the discussion among the few real people was about to end, Ma Yu glanced at Liu Zhiyi and said loudly: "Zhiyi, after you leave, you will leave the chores to Zhijing. You can just run Shandong. Zhijing, that Qingxuan boy
If I'm not smart enough, I don't need to let him serve me anymore. I can just go on duty in each palace."
Liu Zhi glanced at Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing was overjoyed, but did not show it at all on his face. He walked to Ma Yu's throne, knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Disciple, I will obey the instructions of my master, uncle, and I will work hard."
Wang Chuyi was very happy when he saw that his first disciple had been reused in place of Liu Zhiyi. He smiled and said: "Your master, your uncle's intention in cultivating you, you must know that you must not act on your own initiative, do things in a biased way, and make people comment."
We don’t know people well and use them poorly.”
Zhao Zhijing then kowtowed respectfully to his master, Yuyang Zhenren Wang Chu, and said: "Disciples must keep it in mind and never forget the teachings of master and master master."
Lin Qingxuan heard clearly what was said in the hall, and his face turned gloomy. When he thought that Zhao Zhijing didn't like him, he would have trouble with him if he took over the power of general affairs.
Lin Qingxuan had thought of several ways to deal with it, but using it would mean betraying his religion and running away. Now he has just started to learn internal skills and has not yet learned martial arts. It takes time and environment to practice well. If it is because
The villain Zhao Zhijing risked being hunted and rebelled and ran away, but the gain outweighed the loss.
After a while, several real people came out, and Lin Qingxuan hurriedly bowed and saluted. None of them seemed to see him, and they didn't even look at Lin Qingxuan.
Zhao Zhijing, who had a slight beard, walked to the end expressionlessly. After seeing all the teachers leaving, he turned to look at Lin Qingxuan, with cold eyes, and asked: "Did you hear what the Master said just now? You are clumsy.
, you are not worthy of serving a real person, from now on you will go to the fire house to chop wood and burn charcoal."
Lin Qingxuan frowned when he heard this. The real person in charge just now clearly meant that he would go to the various halls to clean and do chores. Although he could not see many real people, it was much more comfortable and relaxed than waiting for others.
But Zhao Zhijing disobeyed Ma Yu's instructions and let himself go to the most tiring, dirtiest, and most looked-down fire room to do the dirtiest, most tiring work of chopping wood and burning charcoal. This was clearly bullying him.
Seeing Lin Qingxuan's unconvinced look, Zhao Zhijing snorted: "What? How dare you, a small Taoist Taoist of Pyrotechnics, disobey me?"
When Lin Qingxuan heard Zhao Zhijing insulting him, he clenched his fists angrily and was about to explode, but then he thought that he had not learned martial arts yet. If he tried to do it, he would suffer a loss. If he was found to have internal strength again, he would definitely be punished.
Think of it as having secretly learned the true teachings of Taoism and picking up tendons and hamstrings.
Although he was extremely angry in his heart, Lin Qingxuan still endured it, because more than a year of cold treatment and rolling eyes made his heart very strong, and with Tian Yanjing by his side, Lin Qingxuan was confident that he would be able to take revenge in a year and a half at most.
Strength.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years!
This sentence overpowered Lin Qingxuan's anger. He bowed slightly and said: "The little Taoist dare not, but I will obey the Taoist Chief's order."
Zhao Zhijing touched his mustache, snorted proudly, and said, "I'm sorry you don't dare, just step back."
Lin Qingxuan slowly straightened up and left the Patriarch's Hall.
Knowing that he would have to do odd jobs in the fire room, Lin Qingxuan went to the other courtyard to pick up his quilt, then went to the front hall to get some clothes, and then reported to the back kitchen fire room in the side yard.
Since Lin Qingxuan had decided to hold back, he naturally adjusted his emotions and mentality on the way. He decided to endure it and learn all the martial arts taught by Quanzhen, and then look for opportunities to deal with Zhao Zhijing when he was strong enough.
The person who manages the fire room is Guo Zhirui, a disciple of Liu Chuxuan. This man is fat and big-eared and does not practice Taoism and martial arts diligently. Instead, he manages the food and drink expenses of hundreds of Quanzhen sect members and makes a lot of money out of it.
Lin Qingxuan reported to Guo Zhirui first. Guo Zhirui was well-informed and already knew that Qingxuan Taoist boy was sent by Brother Zhao Zhijing, who took over the secular affairs of the church. He thought that since you, a little guy, has hated Brother Zhao, he would help him.
Senior Brother Zhao will take care of you.
Immediately, he didn't give Lin Qingxuan a good look. He told some stern rules and asked Lin Qingxuan to go to the kitchen to chop wood and fetch water.
Lin Qingxuan swallowed his anger and obeyed me obediently. Since he joined the kitchen in the firehouse, he has been chopping wood and carrying water every day. Although it is menial and tiring work, he has the authentic Taoist Qi in his body to protect his body. Not only does the work not hurt his body, but it also
Strengthened the muscles and bones, and exercised the body.
That day, Lin Qingxuan came back from Qingquantan in the back mountain with two buckets of water. As soon as he entered the kitchen, Sun Daoren, the kitchen manager, pointed at Lin Qingxuan and said, "Mingchun sprained his foot. Qingxuan, go deliver food boxes to Qingjing Sanren for him."
The tofu soup and sweet-scented osmanthus cake this lady wants must be eaten while they are hot. If you are late, be careful to make her angry. You will be punished for nothing."
Taoist Mingchun is a Taoist priest who specializes in delivering meals to a few real people in the kitchen. Because these real people do not live in the same place, they rarely go to the front hall to eat. Some have disciples and boys in their own courtyards to wait on the fire, so there is no need for the kitchen to deliver food.
Some people need some food from the kitchen every day.
Sun Bu'er, a Qingjing Sanren, lived alone in Doumu Courtyard whenever he returned to Chongyang Palace. Because he didn't like eating from a big pot, he would have people send handwritten notes to the kitchen from time to time, and he would have to turn on a small stove to serve him.
Sun Daoren is many years older than me, and everyone is a Taoist priest of fire work. He has treated me well recently. Lin Qingxuan didn't say much. He dropped the pole and didn't rest. He took the food box and hurried towards Dou Mu behind him.
Go to the hospital.
Walking into the corner room of Doumu Courtyard, Lin Qingxuan bowed and said: "Disciple Qingxuan, come here to deliver meals to the Qingjing San people."
Sun Buer's voice came from the ear room: "Put it down and leave."
Lin Qingxuan frowned, guessing that Sun Buer might be practicing and had not completed his practice before the Zhou Dynasty was over.
When he walked to the door and pushed it open gently, he saw Sun Buer sitting cross-legged on the futon, looking up at him and pointing at the table without saying anything.
Lin Qingxuan activated the Tianyan Mirror to look at the martial arts practiced by Sun Buer. When he saw it was "Quanzhen Dao Song", he walked over slowly, while staring at Sun Buer, he slowly put down the food box, and then walked slowly
Withdrew.
Sun Buer opened his eyes and saw Taoist Qingxuan slowly closing the door. He snorted coldly, closed his eyes and continued to work hard.
Qingjing Sanren Sun Buer is the one with the lowest martial arts among the Quanzhen Seven Sons. His actual level is at the level of Zhu Cong and Ke Zhene at best, and second-rate at most. In addition, there are no other disciples in the Dou Mother House, Lin Qing
After closing the door in the porch, he did not leave, but looked in through the crack in the door. The Tianyan Mirror never stopped for a moment, and the true energy in his body was constantly being absorbed by the Tianyan Mirror.
After a while, the waves of light flowed on the Tianyan Mirror, revealing dozens of mental formulas, etc., and clearly written on the bright eye: "Song of the Great Dao of Quanzhen."
Lin Qingxuan's internal energy was exhausted at this time, but he smiled slightly, turned around and left lightly.