Seven or eight days have passed. No matter what he thinks, Long Xingyun feels that his memory is correct, and Lan Yan is the one whose memory has been tampered with or sealed. Now that he has recovered his health, he can already get out of bed.
He walked around unsteadily, even though his fighting energy and the meridians in his body had been completely destroyed.
At this time, Long Xingyun is just an ordinary person. If a cultivator master has not reached the level of transcending tribulations and has not accepted Tianlei's body training, then the cultivator's body is the most fragile. This is not to mention the cultivator himself, even if he is not a cultivator,
All Chinese people know this roughly.
However, there are very few people in the world of cultivation who engage in high-intensity close combat like Long Xingyun. Except for a few peerless geniuses who use martial arts to enter Taoism, the rest are all about fighting and competing for magic weapons.
After being helped out of the room by Lan Yan, Long Xingyun took a deep breath and felt the faint smell of moist earth. Looking at the muddy ground on the road, Long Xingyun pushed Lan Yan away and tried a set of Tai Chi.
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At the beginning, Long Xingyun's Tai Chi exercise was not smooth, and his meridians could not function. Everything had to rely on luck, and his body was seriously injured. When Long Xingyun was doing a whole set of Tai Chi in the middle of the first session
, already exhausted, he sat down on the ground. Lan Yan beside him quickly helped Long Xingyun up, and then said with some complaints:
"Master Long, your injury is not healed yet, don't work so hard, I will be in trouble!"
Long Xingyun nodded perfunctorily, then frowned. Sure enough, he still couldn't feel his fighting spirit, true energy and spiritual power, as if... his abilities were forcibly sealed by a master.
At this moment, Long Xingyun was stunned:
"Seal? Damn! I finally understand. Lan Yan's memory was tampered with, and I was sealed. Whose handiwork was this?"
Thinking of this, Long Xingyun was helped back into the room by Lan Yan, because he decided to use the methods of the Chinese cultivation world to get rid of this seal after recovering from his injuries.
At this time, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a scar on his face walked in, followed by a little girl less than five years old.
"Dad! Big brother is awake! Big brother is awake!"
The middle-aged man touched the little girl's hair, and then said very gently:
"Well! Wake up! Be good! Let's go out to play. Big brother and I have something to say!"
The little girl nodded, her pigtails curled up, and she skipped out of the room. The middle-aged man closed the door, and then looked at Long Xingyun. How could his face still be as gentle as before? He was very cold at the moment.
said:
"You must be one of those bastards from the Eastern Continent who are playing with their war spirit. Just be lucky! If I hadn't seen you as an ordinary person, I wouldn't have cared about your life or death!"
Hearing these words, Long Xingyun was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed. He was confused at this time. It would be okay to say that the seal he was given restricted his growth, but now it seems that the seal is helping him.
After escaping a disaster, Long Xingyun was silent for a moment when thinking of this, and then said with a smile:
"Dashu! Then you are mistaken! I am indeed a martial artist! And I am also very powerful! It's just that I was injured, lost all my fighting spirit, and my muscles were severed!"
Long Xingyun said it very easily. The middle-aged man was a little speechless by Long Xingyun's free and easy manner, and then he held it in for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence:
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Haha! You saved my life. If you want to take it back, you can take it back at any time! The reason why I am telling you the truth is because one day I receive the blessing of the gods and my muscles and veins are all restored, and my strength is fully restored.
I don’t want you to say I just lied to you!”
Long Xingyun looked at the middle-aged man lying on the bed and said with a smile.
A hint of appreciation flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He said with some confusion:
"But how come you are so calm now?"
This sentence makes sense. In a world where the strong are respected, being destroyed by others is a pain that is worse than death. But Long Xingyun can talk and laugh happily without any other negative emotions.
"This question is really boring. What can I do if I am not calm? Am I running around on the street like a madman? Hahaha!"
Having said this, Long Xingyun laughed loudly, and the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. Then he seemed to think of something, and sneered disdainfully: "I hope you will be so free and easy in the future!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man walked out of the room, leaving behind a confused Lan Yan and Long Xingyun, who was lying on the bed and laughing with endless murderous intent. This murderous intent was not for the middle-aged man, but for the can in his heart.
The provocation of those who control their own destiny at will.
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In the evening, the middle-aged man would always let the little girl take the food and jump to Long Xingyun's house to deliver food. Over time, the little girl and Long Xingyun also became familiar with each other, and they would come here from time to time.
Play with Lan Yan and Long Xingyun.
Long Xingyun liked this little girl from the bottom of his heart, but this was just an elder's love for a younger one. Every day he fondly stroked the little girl's hair and told her fairy tales from his time in China. Even Lan Yan beside him listened.
It's delicious.
As time passed, Long Xingyun also knew the names of the middle-aged man and the little girl. The middle-aged uncle's name was Xiong Fei, and the little girl's name was Xiong Dai'er.
The news spread throughout the surrounding neighbors, and whenever Long Xingyun was struggling with Tai Chi in the yard, Xiong Daier would always lead a group of children with small benches and sit there waiting for Long Xingyun to start speaking.
"Okay! Let's start! We mentioned in the last book that the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal fought against the purple-scaled ape, and there was only thunder and lightning..."
Long Xingyun was telling the story of his past to the group of children vividly. Lan Yan was sitting on the stone platform beside him, holding his cheek with his hand, listening attentively. Xiong Fei in the distance looked at Long Xingyun's
Smiling, there was first a burst of jealousy in his heart, jealous of why he could still smile after being ruined like this, and another thought was relief. It seemed that the Eastern Continental person he saved was still a kind person.
"Sword Technique: Thousands of swords can be unified into one, and one can transform thousands of them into one! Nine Palaces God-Slaying Formation!"
Long Xingyun was speaking while also making movements. Hearing this, the group of children looked at Long Xingyun with great admiration. Each one of them also followed Long Xingyun's example and made the hand seals with their hands, but they didn't
I can't even send it out.
At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a young man led a group of people into Xiong Fei's home very arrogantly. Long Xingyun originally thought that Xiong Fei would be angry, but in the subsequent conversation, Long Xingyun
Yun was angry first.
"Waste is flying! Waste is flying! Get out of here! There is lack of wood for building houses on the East Street of the town. You can either go to the mountains to cut firewood for me, or you can hand over some gold coins!"
Xiong Fei nodded and bowed, took out a gold coin tremblingly from his hand and handed it to the young man. When the young man saw the gold coin, he smiled with satisfaction at first, then his face changed and he kicked Xiong Fei in the chest.
, Xiong Fei's face changed, and he suddenly vomited blood. Long Xingyun was standing aside, and he was shocked. Such a powerful pure power, without any fluctuations in fighting spirit, could actually kick someone seriously with just the strength of his body.
"Damn it! One gold coin is not enough? Who are you fooling? Give me another gold coin!"
Xiong Fei was really panicked at this time, and said quickly: "Brother! Don't be like this, you also know that two gold coins are enough for an ordinary family to live for a year. I gave you one gold coin, and I am still worried about how to live in half a year.
!Brother! Leave us a way to survive!"
"Live your mother!"
The young man cursed and waved his hand. The big man behind him punched and kicked Xiong Fei. Xiong Daier was so frightened that she started to cry. At this moment, Long Xingyun said coldly to Lan Yan:
"What are you still doing? Don't you know kung fu? Go help him!"
Lan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said aggrievedly: "Master Long, how can I, a weak woman, know any kung fu?"
Yes! This girl's memory has been changed.
Long Xingyun sighed, then took small steps and walked towards the young man step by step. Lan Yan was about to stop him, but couldn't say anything and could only look at Long Xingyun worriedly.
"Haha! You loser, do you still remember how you taught me a lesson when you were in your glory days? Damn it! Give me a leg..."
Before he could finish speaking, although Long Xingyun had lost his fighting spirit, he could still use the most basic Chinese kung fu. In order to cause maximum damage, Long Xingyun picked up a brick from the side and pointed it at the young man's face.
I took a photo.
Bang!
The young man was photographed sitting down on the ground, covering his nose. After a while, bright red blood flowed from his fingers. Looking at Long Xingyun, anger rose in his heart. Without saying a word, he stood up
Stand up and aim at Long Xingyun, raise your fist and deliver a heavy punch.
Although Long Xingyun has recovered from his injuries, his inner meridians are damaged, so he can only rely on some technical skills to win the battle. He reluctantly dodged the young man's fist, and then hit the young man with an uppercut.
On the chin, although the young man was physically strong, a heavy blow to his chin would inevitably make his head dizzy. Taking advantage of this, Long Xingyun slashed the young man's throat sideways.
The moves were fatal, but unfortunately they had no power. Although the young man covered his neck with a look of pain on his face, he was not seriously injured. At this time, Long Xingyun hit the young man's temple with an elbow, and the young man let him go.
With a strong body, it was inevitable that he would faint. The strong man on the side saw that his master had been knocked down. He quickly dropped Xiong Fei and rushed towards Long Xingyun. At this time, Long Xingyun had reached his limit, and his eyes immediately
Turning around, he sneered:
"Are you sure you want to fight with me? Let me tell you, if you don't carry your master back quickly, if he dies, you won't be able to carry him around!"
The strong men looked at each other in shock. The last strong man gritted his teeth, picked up the young man on his back, and left.
After the strong men left, Long Xingyun fell to the ground softly, panting heavily. The violent exercise just now damaged the meridians in his body. Xiong Fei on the side took a deep look at Long Xingyun,
Then he said calmly:
"Looking at the move you just made, it should be a very exquisite martial art. It seems that what you said is true. You must be a strong man in the Eastern Continent. You can beat that young man away with your current body, but... you shouldn't
Take action! You've caused me a big trouble! I can't tolerate you here anymore, please leave!"
At this time Lan Yan ran out and was about to say something. At this time, Long Xingyun waved his hand and said: "Let's go! I really don't want to live in the home of a loser who has been defeated by me!"