Qing probably still felt that there were some other things that needed to be explained clearly. He reappeared shortly after disappearing. When he saw the Jida pretending to wave his fists and hit him randomly, he looked at him and covered his face helplessly.
, seeing Qing appear again, Jidao also quickly stopped what he was doing and stood at attention.
Qing then spoke:
"As for your human martial arts, I only have this kind of martial arts, but it is enough for you to practice. The founder of it was also the famous Holy King of the Human Race. If you learn it now, you can only learn a superficial knowledge."
Jidao opened his mouth, and his surprise was obvious. The Holy Kings of the human race, besides the Human Emperor, are the highest-level rulers. But unlike the Human Emperor, the Three Holy Kings are the highest symbol of force in the human race. Their strength is very high.
Qi Renhuang may be a little stronger. This technique is called flowing water. It seems that the innate soul of the Holy King at that time was water.
"Water has no permanent shape and changes according to the situation. Water can flow through small cracks or penetrate mountains. The key lies in the word change." Qing said slowly.
"Then what does this cracking sky mean?"
"This is exactly the power of this boxing technique. Unlike other boxing techniques, the Holy King not only studied melee attack methods, but also considered long-range attacks."
After saying this, the scenery in front of Jidao suddenly changed, and he had arrived in the small courtyard.
A pebble fell in front of his eyes, causing ripples one after another in the pool. Jidao stared at the ripples, thoughtfully.
"The defensive method of this boxing technique is like a pond full of water. It converts the opponent's attack into a shock and spreads it to the entire surface, minimizing the damage. And shock can also be used as a form of attack."
After saying that, Qing squeezed his right hand, and Jidao felt a strange wind coming. After a burst of tinnitus, a huge stone in front of him shattered with a bang, and the sky was full of stone debris. Qing Qing raised his right hand slightly and said, "This,
It's resonance! When the gesture and speed reach a specific frequency, it can produce this effect, the effect of a long-range attack. However, this requires higher spiritual consciousness. To wield this specific shock wave is not what you can do now.
of."
Ji Dao was also overjoyed when he saw the attack method of this boxing technique. After seeing the power of this move, he once again saw the power of skills. It is not to use absolute power and speed to hit the attack he wants, but to use the least effort.
This method can hit the opponent from every angle.
Ji Dao still had something unclear, so he turned to ask: "Qing, since you are from the demon race, why do you have the martial arts of the human race?"
Qing turned his back, glanced at Ji Dao with his peripheral vision, and then disappeared: "We are rivals, I killed him, and when he was about to die, he wanted me to pass this down. Except for me,
Besides, you are the first to make contact."
Ji Dao remained silent. This turned out to be a relic of his opponent, and the reaction he saw clearly seemed to attach great importance to this opponent. The Holy King of the human race, the two may be sympathetic opponents, but because of their different stances, they must fight over each other.
It's life and death. However, Qing also fulfilled his promise and did not hand over this boxing technique to his fellow demon clan. Now he has also left the human clan's martial arts in the human clan.
No longer thinking about other things, Jidao opened the book "Flowing Water Split the Sky" and saw large golden characters slowly appearing in front of Jidao's eyes. He was attracted by the scene in front of him, and then he couldn't help but be immersed in it.
in.
...
However, Qing did not return to the divine sea of Ji Dao. He felt Ye Ling's call.
"I wonder what the emperor is looking for me for?" When he saw Ye Ling, Qing couldn't put on the relaxed posture he had when he was with the Jida. Facing such a person who could kill him at any time, it was better to be cautious.
. Qing cupped his hands into fists, bowed lightly to Ye Ling, and immediately stood up.
After all, he is the strongest person in his clan, and he still has this kind of arrogance. He cannot bow down to Ye Ling like a slave.
"Take this to him and let him drip it into his eyes."
Ye Ling waved his hand, and a small bottle containing two drops of unknown golden liquid appeared out of thin air. Qing didn't ask what it was. He only saw a flash of golden light and the bottle flew straight into the distance, presumably towards the ring.
It doesn't take much thinking to know that this kind of item must be a rare treasure that Ye Ling specially transferred from Qing to Jida.
"I'm leaving. Please take care of him after that. Just don't let him die."
Qing Tingwen's expression changed, and his eyes began to become erratic. Although Ye Ling's departure meant that his situation was finally safer, he was more curious about what people like Ye Ling need to do for the sake of the Ji Dao.
?Or is there something else?
"What should we do here?"
Qing asked, if Ye Ling suddenly disappeared, it would be impossible for the Jida to calm down and practice. Moreover, without the protection of Ye Ling, the situation would become precarious. You know, the Ye family wants to deal with the Jida people.
, but there are too many.
"I will leave behind a puppet, no different from Ye Ling. No one can see it."
Qing secretly smacked his lips when he heard it. He was a puppet with a specific personality and intelligence. As a demon emperor, he had never even heard of it, not to mention seeing it. It's hard to say whether this kind of technology exists in the world now, and it definitely didn't exist at that time.
Qing was about to leave, but was stopped by Ye Ling, and then another small bottle flew over. Qing's face changed drastically when she saw the medicine in the bottle, and she bowed in the direction of Ye Ling again. Having your own arrogance is one thing.
But when accepting favors from others, one must express gratitude. This is Qing's principle.
"This is the Spirit Fusion Pill, it should be what you need most now, as your reward."
Ye Ling's words came slowly. Under such plain words, he didn't know how much weight was hidden!
In order to perfectly integrate the physical body with other souls without affecting future cultivation, the Spirit Fusion Pill is an indispensable elixir. However, because the effect of this elixir is so incredible, it is extremely rare in the world. If it were not for the Fusion Spirit
If the elixir is cut off, the emperor's inheritance will surely not be cut off.
"If I had known that this woman would be paid, I might as well have been assigned more tasks by her. But this woman is really a waste of money..."
Qing secretly thought that only Ye Ling could afford such a valuable reward. He just didn't know where Ye Ling got the resources. With such a magical medicine, the power behind Ye Ling made Qing, the demon emperor, feel a little nervous.
After saying his thanks, Qing Han left this place - a secret cave in the back mountain.
"It seems that he is really important to you."
The other man's voice, his deep and thick tone, was quite intimidating. If Qing was present, he would definitely be shocked.
"Lord Juechen! Please give me some more time."
Ye Ling knelt down on one knee and held his fists in front of him.
"It's been too long, Qin Lan. How long have you been pursuing this kind of thing? Even they are no longer investigating what happened back then, so why are you so persistent?" The man named Juechen said, his back to Qin Lan all the time.
, but looking at it like this, his status must be more noble than Qin Lan.
As the name suggests, Juechen Man is dressed in a dark red robe, with his black hair hanging down, and his hands behind his back. At first glance, he really looks like a fairy far away from the world. He gives people a feeling of being out of the world.
It's just that this person seems to have a wonderful aura that can attract people to worship him, but within this pressure there is a looming murderous intent, a murderous intent that is extremely cleverly hidden!
"I already have an idea. It will take some time. I believe I will be able to get the answer."
"Meimei?" Juechen's tone changed slightly, but soon returned to normal: "How long do you want?"
"Five hundred years, I only want five hundred years."
Qin Lan's tone was a little urgent, but she still didn't dare to move. Judging from her performance, I'm afraid this is not a small amount.
"In five hundred years, how can you expect him to grow?"
Juechen turned around and saw a strange pattern in his blood-red eyes, which looked like a black dragon. His lips were dark red. If you look at his face from the front, Juechen looked like a devil coming to the world.
, which makes people feel a powerful pressure.
Qin Lan stood up and clenched her fists. There were beads of sweat on her temples. It seemed like she couldn't avoid it. Her fingernails were dug into her flesh, and blood could be faintly seen flowing down Qin Lan's index finger.
Juechen looked at the appearance of the person in front of him and felt the tension and urgency of the beauty in front of him. He then sighed and said, "That's it. I'll just pretend I've never seen you. Five hundred years later, you can go back by yourself."
After hearing this, Qin Lan loosened her clasped fingers and smiled at the man in front of her: "Thank you, Lord Juechen."
Juechen waved his hand, closed his eyes, turned back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye: "You can take care of yourself."
There were echoes from the cave, and Qin Lan wiped the cold sweat on her head. For a person like him, her underwear was wet with cold sweat at this moment. She took a long breath: "What a risk, I was careless. It seems that
People around here have noticed what’s going on here, and they have to be more careful in their actions in the future.”
"Is it finally about to begin?" Qin Lan's eyes turned cold. She knew what was waiting for her on the road ahead, but she could not retreat, she could only move forward!
Ji Dao, who is in his own yard, naturally doesn't know all this. He is still studying boxing. If you don't see it, you don't know that boxing has so many details. Not only the strength and direction of the punch, but also the gestures.
Drilling, finger snaps and palm strikes have completely different effects.
He has been reading and practicing at the same time, which is a more effective way of learning that Jidao believes.
Half a day has passed since I got up early in the morning to practice until now when the sun is about to set and the last ray of afterglow is about to disappear, the clear light that has disappeared for the whole day suddenly appears again.
"Here, drop this into your eyes, it will be good for you."
Naturally, this small bottle was the one "Ye Ling" gave him. Jidao thought it was some kind of medicine to improve eyesight, so he dropped it into his eyes without saying a word.
"What kind of medicine? There are only two drops."
At this time, it was Qing's turn to start muttering. He really wanted to take it for himself. Firstly, he didn't want to die. Secondly, he didn't have a physical body now, so it would be useless even if it dripped.