Chapter 86 The stars were just like you last night
Early the next morning, Fu Dao Zuo Qiuliang used some means to bring back the famous actress from Jinling Yexiang Tower. The two held hands and had a very close relationship.
Li Chengru yawned and scratched his crotch. Looking at the two people in front of him, he seemed a little angry. The hand he scratched was a little heavy. He looked down at his crotch and said bitterly:
"It's really useless!"
Maybe it was a careless move, but he immediately bared his teeth and said, "The pain will kill you. We, we will never have such a comfortable life in this life."
Chen Shuangguan looked at the slovenly and imageless old man in front of him, and hid behind Zuo Qiuliang with some fear. The Taoist understood immediately and patted the woman's little hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Old Man Li, who was already the seventh master, sighed and comforted himself: "How can you dare to mislead a beautiful woman when you are poor? It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, it doesn't matter if you don't mention it."
It wasn't until breakfast that Xu Qingmu came out of the secret cave. He spent most of last night rehearsing the gains and losses of the battle with Qishang. When he thought about it, he raised his fists alone and danced in the cave. Gradually, Xu Qingmu discovered that,
Although the Dengxian Bridge was broken, his boxing skills had made some gains. When he punched out, there was a surge of punching wind. Looking at Chou Li on the side, Xu Qingmu had a sudden thought.
What would happen if the sword intention was integrated with the fist?
So Xu Qingmu used his fist as a sword, imagining in his mind that what he was holding was the three-foot sharp edge in his hand. He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the big tree in front of him, and punched out.
It seemed like an ordinary punch, hitting the tree trunk straight, and the area of direct contact did not move at all. But as Xu Qingmu continued to exert a force forward, the back of the big tree surrounded by several people exploded.
Inch strength!
Xu Qingmu retracted his palm and looked at the fist surface carefully. There was no damage. He was very happy at the moment. If he used it to fight against others, he thought it would be able to make up for his lack of strength.
Xu Qingmu spent half the night, carefully figuring out the meaning of the fist, and quietly understood a boxing technique that compressed the sword intention, contained it in the fist, and exploded out at the last moment.
Xu Qingmu gave this self-created fist a name:
Fist 1: Extreme!
Xu Qingmu hopes that one day he can create a complete set of boxing techniques and leave them to Qi Shang.
After coming out, he saw everyone sitting around the dining table. Li Chengru sighed, and the food in his hands seemed to have lost some of its flavor. Until he saw Chen Yun sitting opposite Zuo Qiuliang, he thought: This Wolong is jealous.
Lin Xue took the initiative to give up her seat and gave Xu Qingmu a piece of food. Cao Tong kept his head in silence. Since Lin Xue arrived, the originally lively Xiao Nizi seemed to have become much silent. Xu Qingmu felt something about this.
He noticed it, but could do nothing. Lin Xue was unusually generous, and she often took Cao Tong shopping with Xu Luo, Ye Qingxian, and the voodoo-like Liu Liu.
But the more this happened, the more depressed the little girl Cao Tong became.
After dinner, Zuo Qiuliang went to Xu Qingmu alone and proposed to take Chen Yun with him to the capital. Xu Qingmu had already made some guesses. Even though he knew that Chen Yun was coming with bad intentions, he still did not refuse. He just told Zuo Qiuliang to be careful.
Zuo Qiuliang also mentioned the restoration of Dengxian Bridge:
"The reason why Dengxian Bridge is called Dengxian Bridge can be imagined. Since ancient times, the number of people who can reconnect the Dengxian Bridge after it has been cut off is very small, and the pain endured can be measured by 'cramping and peeling'."
It’s not an exaggeration to describe it. So, are you really going to risk your life and do this desperate act?”
Without waiting for Xu Qingmu's answer, he continued:
"If you don't repair the Dengxian Bridge, I can make you reach the twelfth realm in this life, become the best swordsman in the dynasty, and protect your descendants for generations to come."
Xu Qingmu looked at Zuo Qiuliang and said nothing.
"What, you don't believe me?"
The young man wearing a long gown in front of him shook his head gently: "I believe it, it's just——"
"The Twelve Realms seem far from enough to do something."
The hairpin on his head given by Lin Zhenbei, with the words "A gentleman will not save you" engraved on it, and the old beggar asking about his heart by the Lake of Everlasting Sorrow, "A gentleman will not stand behind a dangerous wall", all seemed to tell him that he should do his best within his ability.
That's fine. In this human world, which lasts only a few hundred years, there is no need to risk your life for everything.
But what about the end?
A gentleman refuses to save Lin Zhenbei, and he resolutely goes to die. A gentleman refuses to save the old beggar under the dangerous wall, and his body and soul disappear.
All for yourself.
Xu Qingmu thought of the long river of time shown by the Taoist disciple Chen Yehan on the Chen Family Baizhang Mountain. He had reasons for wanting to reach the top of the Thirteenth Realm. So he immediately spoke:
"My master was really killed by someone else?"
Xu Qingmu stared at the person in front of him, waiting for the answer. But soon, Xu Qingmu smiled with relief: "Forget it, some answers are better for me to find myself."
Then he turned around and left, waving his hand and saying, "Don't even think about cheating."
The corners of Zuo Qiuliang's eyebrows were slightly curved: "It looks very much like me when I was young."
At this moment, a red-billed oriole chirped and landed on his shoulder. The man stretched out his hand to the oriole's mouth and said, "Spit it out."
The petite bird, which was only about the size of a palm, opened its mouth wide and spit out a copper coin with the word "生" engraved on it. Then Zuo Qiuliang flicked the bird's beak with his finger and cursed:
"This useless thing can't even protect its master!"
The oriole seemed aggrieved, chirping and fluttering its wings.
Zuo Qiuliang didn't even look at it, and ordered to Huangque: "Protect Cao Tong, if anything goes wrong, your golden body will be shattered, and you will be beyond redemption."
The oriole seemed to be very frightened. It flapped its wings and flew up, disappearing into the sky. But then it was caught up by a talisman and stuck to its feet. The oriole was frightened and exploded. Immediately, its slender feet were dripping with blood.
The oriole screamed in pain, and Zuo Qiuliang's voice rang in the sky: "If you dare to step on my shoulder again, your body will be shattered next time."
The legs of the red-billed oriole with fluttering wings grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the fear in its eyes was even greater. Then its thin body swelled in the wind, and soon turned into a huge phoenix covered in fire, with a cry that shook the sound.
Quartet.
The Taoist on the ground threw the copper coin high, then caught it with the back of his hand, and held the coin with the palm of his other hand facing down. Then he gave himself a slap:
"Both the front and the back are both 'raw', so why don't I take a fart test?"
Sigh:
"That old guy doesn't know whether he's dead or not..."
Then he put the copper plate into his arms, and then he remembered the frail and boneless Chen Yun last night. Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery on this beautiful day that should have been covered by the spring wind and rain all night really made Zuo Sanzhi lose his energy.
But at that moment, he still straightened his smile and shouted loudly to the beauty sitting in the room resting in the distance:
"Xiao Yunyun, here I come!"
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The bald Taoist priest is sitting cross-legged on the rocks on the bank of the Qiantang River, meditating with his eyes closed. The two fishes above his head are rotating, even mysteriously. The little girl with red lips and white teeth is no longer by his side. At this moment, the waves on the shore are beating against the rocks, making a sound like thunder.
Suddenly, the old Taoist who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes. They were not like the round black eyes of ordinary people. In the eyes of the old Taoist with blazing eyes, there was a "swastika" turning. The old man laughed, stood up suddenly, and stood on the reef with his bare feet.
Go up, put your hands together:
"When the tide comes from the Qiantang River, you will know who I am today!"
The waves on the river crashed onto the shore, and the undercurrent surged beneath the river.
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Everyone in the Jianqi Pavilion breathed fragrance and expressed their greetings to the white-haired young man standing above.
What a bully! Listen to this, let me borrow your daughter for a few days, and if you don’t, you’ll call me stingy!
All the young leaders in the pavilion who admired Situ Jing could no longer bear it. Regardless of the advice of the elders in the family, they raised their swords and went forward. But even the twelfth realm pavilion master Situ Qiong, the young man in white who was helpless, how could he be such a fool?
Who is invincible to the younger generation? After a while, dozens of people of all kinds fell from the sky like fairies scattering flowers. What is even more irritating is that Fu Xiansheng did not forget to raise his middle finger and kept swinging it back and forth. Although even he
I don’t know what this posture means, but the master said that this move can cause all the female cultivators in Lilan Palace to lose all their fighting power in an instant, and their whole bodies will convulse.
Fu Xiansheng, who had no experience in human affairs, only knew the name of this move: Pointing to Explore the Immortal Cave.
Lu Sancun's two disciples are admired by everyone in the world. They are over fifty years old, but both of them are young. As for Fu Xiansheng, they were even more frightening in the world decades ago. He once defeated tens of thousands of people with his own strength.
The sect was killed from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and no one survived. As for the reason, no one can find out, after all, everyone in the sect was wiped out, and most people in the world speculated that it was related to women.
So from then on, one person had to be given the nickname: Rentu.
Later, some chivalrous people organized themselves and surrounded him, killing Fu Xian and raising him in the wilderness. Later, Master Rentu took action and used the method of Secretary Tongtian to recruit all the souls, placed them in the remains of the immortal, and resurrected him.
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It was a blessing in disguise. Although Fu Xiansheng's skills have plummeted since then, his future will be even brighter after he gains this immortal form.
But from then on, Rentu disappeared from the world. Some people rumored that although he was resurrected, all his skills were lost. He couldn't bear the blow and retreated to the mountains and forests. Some people said that he was practicing again and was waiting to find those who wanted to kill him.
Revenge. For a time, rumors and rumors overshadowed the list of prostitutes and caused a stir. Later, Fu Xiansheng was never seen again, and he slowly faded away.
Now, Fu Xiansheng, who has reached the eleventh realm, once again stood outside the Jianqi Pavilion's formation, clamoring to use his daughter for a few days.
There are good people watching from a distance. It is estimated that soon, the news of Fu Xiansheng raping a woman will spread to the world again.
The white-haired boy didn't care. Looking at Situ Qiong who had been slashed back into the formation by a sword, he picked his nose and said casually:
"Have you thought about it? Just borrow it for three days. If that doesn't work, two days will do."
To kill people and punish the heart, the word "night" was replaced with the word "day".
Then he used his fingers to flick off the dirty fingertips, and the boogers seemed to be stuck on his fingers, lingering. The white-haired boy lowered his head and used another finger to clasp the cracks between his fingers. After a long time, he raised his head again, eyes in his eyes.
A little more impatient and angry:
"Don't agree? Then I'll grab it."
Then his aura changed, white hair was flying on his head, and behind the young man, a huge Dharma statue slowly appeared, with both hands making secrets, looking down at the world.
"The God King of the Ten Directions—Fuxi Yin!"
The Dharma Primeraman slapped his palm from behind, causing cracks in the Jianqi Pavilion's formation.
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Ever since Jiang Taozhi entered Rongning Palace, Prince Xu Pei has been a little unusual.
While Jiang Taozhi was practicing, Xu Pei would squat aside and watch happily; when fishing, he would dive into the water to hang fish; when reading, he would recite the sages loudly from a distance. In short, wherever Jiang Taozhi was present, Prince Xu Pei would follow him.
Concubine Ye was a little angry and funny. Why did her son become more like a son after seeing this peach branch?
But what made Jiang Taozhi a little angry was that King Xu Yan didn't seem to interfere with this and allowed the two young juniors to fight with each other. Jiang Taozhi, who couldn't bear it, finally blocked his arms before they had grown up on a moonlit night, but in
Xu Pei struggled to arrange some stars.
Looking at the prince who was busy and refused to let the eunuchs and maids help, Jiang Taozhi became confused:
"What is this for?"
There was sweat on Xu Pei's head, but he couldn't raise his hand to wipe it off. He had to shake his head and rub it on his clothes, grinning with white teeth:
"I dreamed last night that the stars in the sky were very beautiful, so I wanted to do it for you to see."
After saying that, he stuck a star on his gauze-wrapped arm with difficulty, turned his head to look at Jiang Taozhi, and grinned: "Did you know——"