And powerful means are never easy.
Ying Fengse didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but his consciousness was revealed in the hazy way. The first thing that hit the five senses was the unspeakable depression and a slight pain in the chest; the cool night, candle smoke, and the itch all over the body, or the bites of mosquito fleas, or the grass stalks and gravel on the rammed earth, it was more likely that some skin and flesh injuries were healing, and inflammation and suppuration would also cause a similar feeling.
This is the real world, and it will not be wrong.
People won't hurt themselves in dreams.
His eyelids were hot, and the pain spread from his bones to deep inside his skull, as if the blood tendons and meridians on his body were pulled and lifted, and he was about to get out of his body.
He is very familiar with this indescribable but ubiquitous discomfort. It is a sign that the soul is forced to be rejected by the body and is about to return the object to the original owner.
(Don't be now... damn... why is it now!) He should be able to control the time when he intersects with Han Xuese's soul, or because of the fierce battle, and because of the trauma of the heart, the Mao tribe's body was shouting for another part of his innateness, refusing to compromise, and using pain as a whip, trying to drive away the invaders or destroy them.
Ying Fengse could not escape into the sea of consciousness, and the fake uncle was completely silent. It seemed that just a moment of operation was as he said, almost all the computing power in the sea of consciousness was consumed; the reason why Han Xuese's soul suddenly woke up was even related to this.
The perceptual connection suddenly breaks, and the wind and color are dragged into the deep sea, sinking endlessly downward.
For a moment, he felt Han Xuese pass by him and was quickly lifted to the light hanging above his head.
Elder!How do you go back to Longting Mountain... Don’t panic, we are going to go back to Longting Mountain.
Dragon, Dragon Court…I don’t want it!I don't want it!Listen well!Long Fang won't do anything to you.
I don't...I don't want to go back to that ghost place!listen to me!It's not you, it's us!I won't let you elder... don't leave me alone...please...I won't let you go.
After hearing this, Han Xue's face shook slightly, and bit her whimpered between her dog's teeth, and she closed her eyes as usual, praying that no one noticed that he had moved.
This is not the discomfort of body and soul that he is used to. It is closer to the feeling of being beaten and kicked around the mountain for a while, at most two or three times more serious.
He knew he was useless, but he could at least do it.
Breathe gently, patiently waiting for the message received by the senses to pass through the pain, and it really made the head buzzing like a buzzing sound that was about to explode and turned into a human speech.
...Gu Wansong is handed over to you.
All that can be plundered from him will belong to you, and I must inform me.
If you use it well, this guy can be said to be a living treasure house that is all-encompassing.It was a voice he didn't recognize, with no characteristics, and his warm tone made people drowsy.
Can I kill him?Long Fang's extremely cold voice almost made him tremble.
Trust me, you can't bear to leave it.The stranger laughed.
In the backyard of my town’s residence, there is a small square wooden structure with a female corpse buried under it.
You can store the golden nanmu coffin with fragrant herbs and transport it back to Longting Mountain with fragrant herbs. When I release the monster that was confined to the 'Heaven and Earth' in Burial Mountain, this thing may help you tame it.Han Xuese couldn't hear clearly when the part that lowered the sound.
There may be a strange scraping sound, and it will take a moment to feel it: So, just dip your fingertips into water and write on the table?The other party realized that he was waking up and was frightened, and suddenly heard someone beside him mournfully: First... sir!Please... Give me some pleasure... Please... The voice was hoarse and weak, but the deep fear that came out made people stand up and they almost jumped up and covered their ears to avoid it.
The stranger smiled and said: Wan Song, don’t you want to be in a three-point position with Lu Qi?Now is the best opportunity.
He only lasted for two days, and you took advantage of it. Don’t lose to him.The man screamed, as if he was struggling hard, and his sharp screams pierced into Han Xuese's ear drum, and his eyes turned black. When he woke up, he was already in the boat. In the narrow and wet cabin, there were two Feiyu Peak disciples on the knees of the sword. Han Xuese only felt familiar but could not call out his name. It was not the faces that often followed Long Fang to teach him a lesson in the past.
They did not bind his hands and feet, and Han Xuese whispered and asked for water to drink in a low voice, and could get a cold but thoughtful response. She did not greet him with her face, or splashed her on the deck and asked him to lick it clean. She would not make any trouble when she went to the ashore for dinner.
During the two days on the waterway, he had only seen Long Fang once, and he almost didn't recognize him for a few eyes. His angular and sharp eyes were even rough and heroic face, and Long, who was like a white, fat, rich and nobleman in his memory, was like two people, but it was him.
Han Xuese finally understood what was going on when he heard his voice at that time.
Long Fang not only has his body shape and facial features and outlines that are very different from the past, but the one who changes the most is his heart.
Long Dafang, who is always kind to others and has a great relationship with others, used to show his fangs when he was looking for him all over the mountains and fields. Han Xuese thought that was his way to vent his stress.
But now this dragon square hurricane color doesn't mind letting others know that he is sharp and sharp, and can expose his claws at any time to see if the other party is trying to kill himself.
Han Xuese never met the person screaming in the room again, nor did he see the golden nanmu coffin and female corpse mentioned by strangers, but he had never figured out how many people and ships there were in the group. He thought it was Long Fang who deliberately concealed his eyes and even the time for stopping the boat for meals was staggered.
Until Longting Mountain, no one came to ask him along the way. Even if he tried to talk, the two guards would ignore him and would not shut him up with their vicious eyes, just as the elders expected.
After listening, Ying Fengse said to him: The less you know, the safer it is.
I don't think Long Fang will come to ask you how you left Qigong, where you have done what you have done so far.
If someone really asks you, you will forget that you are already in Lao Lulin's medical hut when you wake up, and the one who saves you is a doctor named Mo.
She said that someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and got up and saw you being thrown outside the door, kindly taking you in.
You forgot everything. The doctor said it was hurting your head. Yuelai slowly remembered the past. However, it was more far and less. The longer the things, the clearer the memories.The communication was very wonderful at the moment when the soul was relocating, and it felt completely different from the situation in the sea of consciousness before. There was no sound picture, nor did I know if it was considered perception. I just knew that the elder passed on two sets of heart techniques, as if it was a bang!It was like a sound imprinted in his mind. Han Xuese will know it after she woke up. She was so familiar that she could move her body without thinking. It seemed that she had practiced countless times, but only her feeling was strange. If he had not accepted the matter of "One Souls" and "Two Souls", Han Xuese would definitely think she was going crazy.
These two sets of heart techniques are practiced when you are awake, and to train the alien true qi called Blood Marrow Qi. As Fengse reminds him that the more he has, the better it is related to his life. Don’t be lazy.
The other one is practiced after falling asleep.
I can control your body and even live here, relying on this set of "Bing Xin Jue".Ying Fengse told him: I will not apologize to you, say to you, "I'm sorry to take your belongings." If there is a next time, I will do this to survive.
But I learned a lesson: the body is yours after all, I just stay with you. I want to take advantage of others and want to gain all the benefits. God cannot tolerate me.
It may be too late to say this now, but I can't do the next thing alone.
I need you to become stronger, let's find a way to survive together.
I will never leave you this time.In fact, Han Xuese was not so stupid that she didn't understand what was going on.
When the elder Ying Fengse taught his martial arts in the Palace, he must have buried a means that would be beneficial to the use of the "Great Method of Take the Body" after the implementation of the "Great Law of Take the Body" and turned the guest on his behalf. As for imprisoning his consciousness into the void and using his body freely like a magpie's nest, it was definitely not for any reason to be bright and selfless.
He even knew his relationship with Dr. Mo.
But Han Xuese tried not to think about these things.
He has long been accustomed to living humbly. As long as he does not have a desire for life, no matter how uncomfortable it is, it will not hurt you.
But this time, he felt that Ying Fengse was sincere. His soul imprint did not have the arrogance and pride of the past. He always looked down at Han Xuese, and he still wished that he didn't know.
In addition to being open-minded and different from the past, Han Xuese is always impressed by the fact that the style of the wind and color always predicts things like a god.
If Long Dafang was not good at venting his anger, he would definitely ask how he left Longting Mountain. How could the mountain protection formation that the people of the Qigong Palace most proud of was cracked by a mere Mao tribe?
It would be unreasonable to not torture a result.
It just happened that no one came to pay attention to him, thinking he was like air.
Along the way, more and more disciples from Qigong joined. When they arrived up the mountain, there were more than ten people in the group. Including the people who didn't know where to escort the man and the coffin, I was afraid there was no double ten.
Han Xuese was taken back to Feiyu Peak and changed into a separate courtyard that he had never seen even looking into the distance. Not only were there people guarding the front and back yards, but there were disciples in the courtyard, which were completely under house arrest, so he was afraid that he would fly away again and he didn't know where to go.
In addition, an old woman who was responsible for her daily life was also sent to her. In the past, the Qigong veins never deducted her diet. She deliberately made her unable to eat enough or made some things that were not suitable for her to eat. Their food was no different from that of ordinary disciples. After all, people were iron rice and steel. If they were damaged in such a place, they would not be able to make up for it for a while and would cause trouble for themselves.
But it's not so easy to wear.
Han Xuese's clothes that can be seen are all gifts brought by the envoys of the West Mountain. Children grow up quickly and fit clothes in the past year will surely be able to squeeze in at the end of the year. Therefore, Han Xuese's clothes will not fit most of the time.
Some elders were lenient and would make him new clothes, or pick up some old clothes from their disciples for him. Some ignored him and dressed like beggars, but seeing that it was He Mai's turn to take care of him, he decided that Han Xuese's appearance in the year.
Feiyufeng is somewhere between the two. The elders in charge will customize two sets of clothes, boots and shoes for him. The best ones are for the New Year or when they meet with envoys. The other set is for the elders who summoned him to the great elder, the sword demon, who was alone in the year. Usually, they wear the martial uniforms worn by Feiyufeng disciples, but Han Xue is tall and big, and the old clothes he receives are rarely fit. It is common for the short sleeves of the trouser legs and half.
This time, the wardrobe in the yard was full, ranging from inner clothes, martial arts clothes to outfits. Although the colors were calm and not fancy, the materials were all sturdy and durable. Although they were as well-suited as tailor-made, the length and shoulder width of the clothes were also suitable for wearing, which was as expected as Han Xue's color.
The day after returning to the mountain, he was still resting in bed. The three Golden Scaled Elders from Feiyu Peak came to visit and asked Han Xuese about what she had experienced for several months, but there was no trace of it.
Among them, although the Book Demon Emperor Wuyan is at the end of the Three Assisters, he is known as the one who has seen and heard, and looks down on the Qi Palace with his amazing memory. He still records it one by one by one by one, so that Han Xuese can confirm it and then write it out, which shows his caution.
Han Xuese knew that this was a review, and answered carefully according to Fengse's instructions. He didn't know the origins and ends of the mountain, but he said it very trivial about life in Dongxi Town, and he didn't speak until he was interrupted by the elders.
At the end of this round, Feiyufeng Sanfu didn't make any trouble. He took his pulse and tested his injuries in turn. He asked him to take a good rest and left immediately. A new guest came again.
The two were less than half an hour apart, but Feiyu Peak was the highest in his position. He actually took charge of the two Bai Linshou, one with a black face and the other with a white face. He coaxed him again and then digested the confession, and then verified it to verify and distinguish the differences and break through his mind's defense.
Han Xue's admiration for the corresponding Fengse color has reached a new level. At this point, it is all based on the sand table of Yingfengse color. When, who will come, and what will happen, it is all accurate to hit the death, just like Yingfengse color is instructing it behind the scenes.
Feiyufeng could not find any more strange things from Han Xuese's mouth, and could no longer stop him from seeing anyone. After noon, representatives of each vein came alone or joined forces to visit them before the elders' discussion. Xia Yangyuan did not unexpectedly endorse his mind and kept talking lies open. He wanted to take the person back with this, but was rejected by Feiyufeng, and the scene was a little stiff.
It seems that the consensus of the various veins on the mountain has been established. The long-lost elder of Xia Yangyuan, Yàn Wulou, was not the mastermind of the robbery, and it is also inseparable from this matter.
Han Xuese was hijacked in the inn, not because of any defects in the mountain protection formation; those who can plan and arrange the situation in this situation are the only ones who preside over the reception of the envoys.
Leng Yue Sidao, Yuxiao Sect, Lu Hu Ershu and others were all his connections. At first, the Qinghe Sect came to ask for advice with confidence. After several months, there were rumors that the Lord Han Palace of Qigong disappeared. The more you looked, the more you looked like these people were committing crimes and fleeing afterwards. You were immediately short of breath, afraid that the Qigong would be beaten up, and the moon came to be more peaceful.
Xia Yangyuan refused to admit it and was the first to send someone down the mountain to search. At this time, Han Xuese returned, hoping that he would explain it clearly and remain innocent. Unfortunately, things went against his wishes.
In this atmosphere of each having their own thoughts, their own doubts, and their own guarding the door and their own scars, three days suddenly passed.
In the past, the limit of Han Xuese's freedom of movement was almost three days. He thought that he would go back to deep sleep again. After pretending to have a few days of illness and practiced on the couch honestly, he couldn't sit still. He got out of bed and wandered around in the yard, waving around in a yard.
With a whisper, the courtyard door was pushed open, and a man stood outside the threshold. The disciple who was holding a sword in the corner of the front porch, jumped up and almost fell off his sword. He knelt on one knee and spoke, but the visitor waved his hand, and his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned when he looked down on his eyes. He glanced at Han Xuese, who was dumbfounded and said in a deep voice: Come out.
You are waiting here, and you don’t need to follow, and you still take the shift as a rotating hand.The clear and angular purple-coln national character face was not angry, but the last few words were instructed to the guard disciples. After saying that, he turned around and took a slow step down the eaves.
Not only did Han Xuese not expect that in advance, she did not expect Du Wunian to come here in person.
For Qigong, Han Xuese is a chess piece that is no longer important once it is held in his hand. It is like a general and a coach in chess. Although it is the foundation of setting up a formation, literary can't defend the territory and martial can't open the border. It is useless and has no value to let Du Wunian visit him. It must be called to the Great Elder's retreat to Jin.
Feiyu Peak is probably the least factional problem among the nine Yangshan veins. He is under the age of Wuneng. The two masters and three auxiliary masters are all talented people, and there are no ambitious people like Yàn Wulou who are eager to take power. The review letter they made will not allow Du Wuneng to personally verify it, which will further show the unusual behavior.
Han Xuese followed tremblingly, but Du Wunian was taller than him, with strong back muscles. Even though he was separated by layers of clothing, he could still clearly see the lines of the muscle bundle.
He noticed that the elder's hanging right sleeve was faintly exposed, with a lifelike iron palm, and his knuckles seemed to have gaps, not only shaped like human hands, but also organic springs for movement.
My iron arm is deliberately cast to be similar to the weight of a human arm. Do you know why?I never looked back and suddenly asked.
Han Xuese was afraid that the rash answer would anger him, and stuttered: Great Elder, I...I think things are slower, can I... be able to think clearly before answering?Du Wunian said yes, and then said nothing.
The buildings near the courtyard are all in similar layouts, and Han Xuese looks very eye-catching.
He has lived in Feiyu Peak for the longest years, but he didn't know that there was such a place. He saw an iron chain hanging bridge in front of him. The bridge stretched into the clouds and mist, and there was nothing under it. Suddenly, a hawk flapped his wings and flapped out, and the thick fog that penetrated into the opposite shore was lingering for a long time, and it was obvious that the cliff was deep.
Han Xuese suddenly understood what this place was.
It is not an exaggeration to ask for the surrender to live in the thorns. Feiyu Peak's power center, or the core of the entire Qi Palace.
After the Tongtian Wall changed tragically, Du Wunian lived in seclusion on the cliff opposite the Iron Cable Bridge. At first, he was recuperating, but later he was in seclusion.
Until he faded out of the elder's collegial discussion and learned the core of power of Zhishi and Contemporary, for at least six or seven years, the decrees of the Benshan were all released, and they were carried over to the bridge by the confidant disciples of the Great Elder to maintain the operation of this ancient glory.
But I only crossed the bridge without a year and walked along the edge of the cliff and towards the fog.
Han Xuese followed her step by step. She finally saw a large pine forest in front of her. She thought the great elder was about to walk into the forest, but she didn't expect that Kui Wu's figure in front of her flashed and suddenly disappeared, and a crisp clang sound burst out.
Han Xuese didn't dare to move forward any further, and lowered her head in the sound, and saw a man climbing on the iron chain in the clouds under her feet, but who wasn't Du Wunian?…Come on.He said just one sentence and then sank into the clouds.
Han Xuese gritted his teeth and climbed. Although he was agile, he was not able to see the bottom. This greatly deepened his psychological burden. He couldn't count the number of times he urged down, and gradually looked up and looked down and saw that he was covered in gray. He wanted to call the elder but couldn't speak. Just as he was about to go down, an arm in the horizontal line pulled him over like a chicken and threw it onto a platform full of vines.
Du Wunian's figure was approaching through the fog, and after a gesture of silence, Han Xuese quickly shut up and stood up.
If the elder is lost, the Mao people will definitely die here. That's what the young man in Mao tribe thinks.
This platform should be a protruding steep rock or something, about two feet in square foot, with a stone plank road hard-chised from the cliff at the end.
The stone stack looks like a long snake cage niche, which is only five or six feet deep, about one person high. Although there are thick iron chains nailed along the wall, there are rusty marks on the cables, and there are a few places that are almost rotten. I don’t know that no one has used them for hundreds of years, so it’s better to walk along the rock wall to feel more at ease.
Han Xuese had never learned light skills, so she could only learn to move against the wall as the gecko. The cliff opposite was getting closer and closer, and finally the two cliffs were united, with only a line of sky left above her head, and the cliff stone stack became a canyon corridor. As she walked, she couldn't see the sky, and the corridor had an authentic tunnel, and finally stopped in front of a huge stone door.
The reason why the stone gate is not only the stone surface of one meter high and two meter wide is flat. You can tell at a glance that it is from man's hands. There is also a dragon mouth relief with a diameter of about four feet embedded in the center. The whole body is dark steel. After the dust and moss is removed, there is no rust stain. With the common sense of Han Xue's poor color, it is also known that the iron cannot be exposed to the outside, so bright and new. Look at what the iron chains nailed on the stone stack are rotten.
If you look at it a few more times, you will find that it is not a relief, but a layered machine spring. The cover is because the components are simple and thick, and it is difficult to associate with the exquisite force-applying structure. As for the image of the dragon head, it is just an illusion caused by the cutting and covering of the lines between the machine springs.
Although Han Xuese grew up in the Qi Palace where ancient monuments are everywhere, she has never seen such a thing. It is both ancient and far beyond reality.
Du Wunian reached into the dragon's mouth, holding some strength and turning, the stone gate rumbling and vibrating, and pink dust burst out from the gap. When Han Xue's mouth was covered, he saw the stone wall slid into the mountains, and the accuracy of the mesh was like a paper door, revealing a dark cave.
The Mao people were so surprised that they couldn't stop. Two rows of long-lasting lights suddenly lit up in the cave, winding down the road, just like the previous stone gate lock, and I couldn't understand what the principle was.
Dunian made great strides and even saved him from turning back and calling him.
For some reason, Han Xue's color light could be seen from her back and after walking into the underground palace, Du Wunian suddenly became solemn, as if this place was extremely sacred and could not be desecrated at all.
The cool underground tunnel was completely damp, and there was no water vein nearby. Han Xuese reluctantly crossed out the option of the stone wall being driven by water.
The walking time is not long, or because of the roundabout way, it always makes people feel that they are getting deeper and deeper, as if they are endless. Until the passage turns, the eyes suddenly become clear, but it is a huge underground palace.
The exit of the tunnel is located at the outermost periphery of the Yuangong, and the terrain is also the highest. After that, it will descend inward in sequence, like a staircase; the central square is more than ten feet square, and large pieces of blue bricks are covered with stairs and sections at all levels, and there is no upwardly supporting column. The dome of the Yuangong is several feet high from the bottom. It is impossible to imagine how to carve such a space in the belly of the mountain, which is a magical craftsmanship.
Du Wunian led him down the square, Han Xuese looked around dumbfoundedly, circled around the place, not only shocked, but also moved.
He could not tell in detail why he was moved, but the feeling of emotion was difficult to calm down for a long time, so he discovered the inconsistency in the palace after a while.
In the magical building that can be called great, there is no carving or painting, and no decoration-oriented setting. The huge space that should be boring and monotonous has produced a sense of sacredness and magnificence, which deepens the meaning of renunciation that does not belong to the present world.
This is the most holy place in the nine veins of our Yangshan Mountain, and the foundation of the Qigong for four hundred years.Du Wunian looked at him and said slowly: The conscious mind on the surface is above our heads.
After coming here, you will understand why we are so disdainful of that civilized temple.
For four hundred years, the elders on the mountain have used formations to come here.
What I took you away was before burying the magic circle diagram for the builder to enter and exit. Once closed, it will not be able to open from the inside.
Since the death of Dragon King Ying Tan and the regeneration of nine meridians in Yangshan, he has never used them again.In this way, Zhizhiguan existed before the Nine Patriarchs rebuilt Yangshan... No, even before the Dragon King Yingchen, and his history was far more than the nine Yangshan veins.
When Han Xuese was surprised, she heard Du Wunian say again: On the Tongtian Wall, you must have seen the magic channel.
To use this method, you must practice the "Great Method of Taking the Unit" to a certain extent, and you have also learned about the techniques of this mountain, so you have been here since the end.
Maybe I should bring you here soon.Han Xuese remembered the scene where the human-faced spider was fired by the Seventeenth Master. After the major event was settled, the Huaguang Array Map suddenly appeared on the wall where Zhishiguan was on the surface, and many figures came out one by one. She suddenly realized: It turned out that it was the formation channel of the Qigong!Du Wunian looked at him, even though he was a little desolate, his sharp eyes still made it difficult for the young man to resist.
How do you feel when people are here?Han Xuese moved away from her eyes half avoiding and half watching, looking around the palace, and her chaotic thoughts suddenly calmed down, even he himself felt incredible.
Very big.
When people stand here, they feel... very small.
I always thought that there should be a throne or something on the highest point.
Where should the palace master sit?He murmured back and found that Du Wunian's eyebrows were furrowed. Although only for a moment, Han Xue seemed to see surprise or a hint of confusion in his eyes, but he was not displeased.
There is no throne.
The person who speaks... or the leader must stand here, which makes people feel particularly small.
Everyone who speaks on the ring is more threatening than when facing it. No matter how stupid it is, it sounds like a little reason at first glance, so it is not easy to be the Lord of the Qi Palace.
I have only seen one person who can chat and laugh calmly here, as if born like this.The only thing that is so gentle that I was indescribable is the fatigue and self-deprecating.
He raised his iron arms and showed a complex expression of hard to say whether it was a smile, and the only bitterness in it was undoubtedly.
The hand I lost still hurts often, as if I had just pulled it off and dripped blood on the ground, reminding me of the big mistake I made back then.Du Wunian murmured: I don’t welcome you, Han Xuese, but you are our promise. My scale clan will never go back on his word.
I can't send you away, just as you can't escape Longting Mountain, we are all trapped in promises, but promises are promises.
I should have brought you here earlier, but whether to pass on the martial arts of your Qigong alone has been quarreling for ten years. The Mao tribe who did not learn the Dafa of taking over the body and the Mahjong formation map could not enter the samadhi of the samadhi. I believe this is one of the purposes of some people insisting on arguing and unintentional consensus.He snorted coldly as he said that, but Han Xuese wanted to laugh a little.
For him, Du Wunian was part of a nightmare in the early years, and later became a symbol of the power of the Qigong Palace and a great elder in the mouth of everyone. Until this moment, Han Xuese realized that he was a living person, with joy, anger, sorrow, and his own pain and tolerance.
It’s also fun to imagine a group of arrogant scale clans sniping in Yuangong. The incompetence and helplessness that they can’t fight but cannot fail to fight is definitely something they refuse to admit to?
The first time I came here with a strange color, he said the same thing as you.Du Wunian's bleak voice brought his thoughts back to reality.
Han Xuese was shocked.
Nalan Yise is a very old disciple. Han Xuese still remembers the scene of his tragic death on the Tongtian Wall.
This senior brother, who is more and more perfect in the memories of his disciples, is said to be a forbidden speech in Fujingju. Du Wunian has never spoken this name again, and no one can mention it in front of him.
I didn't expect that I would hear Nalan's strange color alone.
Before that, I had never thought of using the word "small" to describe the feeling of standing here, but there were no other words that could describe so accurately, facing the loneliness and powerlessness of everyone here.
I have seen people who try to show their power, and ultimately only reveal their wickedness and fear; the more they desire the throne of the Dragon Lord, the further power and people's desire will be from them.
But different colors are different, he is like Ying... He is very similar to someone. They do not care about power, but can see the essence of things clearly; because they have no desires and no desires, they are fearless.
He should have become a better pillar of Benshan than me, but he killed him because of my ignorance.
I would have known the 'small' earlier.
Before showing off that day, you should know that there are better choices.Du Wunian raised his head and said to him calmly: I don’t know if you will run away, but I won’t run away.
From tomorrow, you will come here every day at the Yin hour. I will pass on your martial arts and techniques in the mountains until you can enter the sight with magic channels; every three days will be stormy and rainy.
As for how to leave your residence and not be discovered, how to use iron chains to walk on stones without making any mistakes, it is considered a test for you.
I didn't even have this ability, so I just fell to death earlier.Han Xuese was stunned for a moment, and then she felt relieved.
If it were in the past, he would definitely be happy and kowtowed with a plop, showing his gratitude.
But the situation has changed at this time. It would be better if he didn't practice Qigong martial arts. He had to practice less blood marrow. The sword energy in his heart veins broke out, which was a complete death situation. For a moment, he couldn't explain clearly and had no courage to refuse. He grabbed his head and said: This... Thank you for the Great Elder... But I am... I am naturally stupid... Du Wunian sneered and turned around, and pressed him from the air. Han Xuese's body was unbalanced and sat down. He was kicked by his toes a few times and was kicked into a cross-sitting position with his heart facing the sky.
Du Wunian stretched out his left palm, pressed his Tianling, and hummed: But before practicing, you must first expel the alien true energy in your body.Who dares to act rashly on the Lord of the Qi Palace? You have to explain carefully when you are young!
Ying Fengse didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but his consciousness was revealed in the hazy way. The first thing that hit the five senses was the unspeakable depression and a slight pain in the chest; the cool night, candle smoke, and the itch all over the body, or the bites of mosquito fleas, or the grass stalks and gravel on the rammed earth, it was more likely that some skin and flesh injuries were healing, and inflammation and suppuration would also cause a similar feeling.
This is the real world, and it will not be wrong.
People won't hurt themselves in dreams.
His eyelids were hot, and the pain spread from his bones to deep inside his skull, as if the blood tendons and meridians on his body were pulled and lifted, and he was about to get out of his body.
He is very familiar with this indescribable but ubiquitous discomfort. It is a sign that the soul is forced to be rejected by the body and is about to return the object to the original owner.
(Don't be now... damn... why is it now!) He should be able to control the time when he intersects with Han Xuese's soul, or because of the fierce battle, and because of the trauma of the heart, the Mao tribe's body was shouting for another part of his innateness, refusing to compromise, and using pain as a whip, trying to drive away the invaders or destroy them.
Ying Fengse could not escape into the sea of consciousness, and the fake uncle was completely silent. It seemed that just a moment of operation was as he said, almost all the computing power in the sea of consciousness was consumed; the reason why Han Xuese's soul suddenly woke up was even related to this.
The perceptual connection suddenly breaks, and the wind and color are dragged into the deep sea, sinking endlessly downward.
For a moment, he felt Han Xuese pass by him and was quickly lifted to the light hanging above his head.
Elder!How do you go back to Longting Mountain... Don’t panic, we are going to go back to Longting Mountain.
Dragon, Dragon Court…I don’t want it!I don't want it!Listen well!Long Fang won't do anything to you.
I don't...I don't want to go back to that ghost place!listen to me!It's not you, it's us!I won't let you elder... don't leave me alone...please...I won't let you go.
After hearing this, Han Xue's face shook slightly, and bit her whimpered between her dog's teeth, and she closed her eyes as usual, praying that no one noticed that he had moved.
This is not the discomfort of body and soul that he is used to. It is closer to the feeling of being beaten and kicked around the mountain for a while, at most two or three times more serious.
He knew he was useless, but he could at least do it.
Breathe gently, patiently waiting for the message received by the senses to pass through the pain, and it really made the head buzzing like a buzzing sound that was about to explode and turned into a human speech.
...Gu Wansong is handed over to you.
All that can be plundered from him will belong to you, and I must inform me.
If you use it well, this guy can be said to be a living treasure house that is all-encompassing.It was a voice he didn't recognize, with no characteristics, and his warm tone made people drowsy.
Can I kill him?Long Fang's extremely cold voice almost made him tremble.
Trust me, you can't bear to leave it.The stranger laughed.
In the backyard of my town’s residence, there is a small square wooden structure with a female corpse buried under it.
You can store the golden nanmu coffin with fragrant herbs and transport it back to Longting Mountain with fragrant herbs. When I release the monster that was confined to the 'Heaven and Earth' in Burial Mountain, this thing may help you tame it.Han Xuese couldn't hear clearly when the part that lowered the sound.
There may be a strange scraping sound, and it will take a moment to feel it: So, just dip your fingertips into water and write on the table?The other party realized that he was waking up and was frightened, and suddenly heard someone beside him mournfully: First... sir!Please... Give me some pleasure... Please... The voice was hoarse and weak, but the deep fear that came out made people stand up and they almost jumped up and covered their ears to avoid it.
The stranger smiled and said: Wan Song, don’t you want to be in a three-point position with Lu Qi?Now is the best opportunity.
He only lasted for two days, and you took advantage of it. Don’t lose to him.The man screamed, as if he was struggling hard, and his sharp screams pierced into Han Xuese's ear drum, and his eyes turned black. When he woke up, he was already in the boat. In the narrow and wet cabin, there were two Feiyu Peak disciples on the knees of the sword. Han Xuese only felt familiar but could not call out his name. It was not the faces that often followed Long Fang to teach him a lesson in the past.
They did not bind his hands and feet, and Han Xuese whispered and asked for water to drink in a low voice, and could get a cold but thoughtful response. She did not greet him with her face, or splashed her on the deck and asked him to lick it clean. She would not make any trouble when she went to the ashore for dinner.
During the two days on the waterway, he had only seen Long Fang once, and he almost didn't recognize him for a few eyes. His angular and sharp eyes were even rough and heroic face, and Long, who was like a white, fat, rich and nobleman in his memory, was like two people, but it was him.
Han Xuese finally understood what was going on when he heard his voice at that time.
Long Fang not only has his body shape and facial features and outlines that are very different from the past, but the one who changes the most is his heart.
Long Dafang, who is always kind to others and has a great relationship with others, used to show his fangs when he was looking for him all over the mountains and fields. Han Xuese thought that was his way to vent his stress.
But now this dragon square hurricane color doesn't mind letting others know that he is sharp and sharp, and can expose his claws at any time to see if the other party is trying to kill himself.
Han Xuese never met the person screaming in the room again, nor did he see the golden nanmu coffin and female corpse mentioned by strangers, but he had never figured out how many people and ships there were in the group. He thought it was Long Fang who deliberately concealed his eyes and even the time for stopping the boat for meals was staggered.
Until Longting Mountain, no one came to ask him along the way. Even if he tried to talk, the two guards would ignore him and would not shut him up with their vicious eyes, just as the elders expected.
After listening, Ying Fengse said to him: The less you know, the safer it is.
I don't think Long Fang will come to ask you how you left Qigong, where you have done what you have done so far.
If someone really asks you, you will forget that you are already in Lao Lulin's medical hut when you wake up, and the one who saves you is a doctor named Mo.
She said that someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and got up and saw you being thrown outside the door, kindly taking you in.
You forgot everything. The doctor said it was hurting your head. Yuelai slowly remembered the past. However, it was more far and less. The longer the things, the clearer the memories.The communication was very wonderful at the moment when the soul was relocating, and it felt completely different from the situation in the sea of consciousness before. There was no sound picture, nor did I know if it was considered perception. I just knew that the elder passed on two sets of heart techniques, as if it was a bang!It was like a sound imprinted in his mind. Han Xuese will know it after she woke up. She was so familiar that she could move her body without thinking. It seemed that she had practiced countless times, but only her feeling was strange. If he had not accepted the matter of "One Souls" and "Two Souls", Han Xuese would definitely think she was going crazy.
These two sets of heart techniques are practiced when you are awake, and to train the alien true qi called Blood Marrow Qi. As Fengse reminds him that the more he has, the better it is related to his life. Don’t be lazy.
The other one is practiced after falling asleep.
I can control your body and even live here, relying on this set of "Bing Xin Jue".Ying Fengse told him: I will not apologize to you, say to you, "I'm sorry to take your belongings." If there is a next time, I will do this to survive.
But I learned a lesson: the body is yours after all, I just stay with you. I want to take advantage of others and want to gain all the benefits. God cannot tolerate me.
It may be too late to say this now, but I can't do the next thing alone.
I need you to become stronger, let's find a way to survive together.
I will never leave you this time.In fact, Han Xuese was not so stupid that she didn't understand what was going on.
When the elder Ying Fengse taught his martial arts in the Palace, he must have buried a means that would be beneficial to the use of the "Great Method of Take the Body" after the implementation of the "Great Law of Take the Body" and turned the guest on his behalf. As for imprisoning his consciousness into the void and using his body freely like a magpie's nest, it was definitely not for any reason to be bright and selfless.
He even knew his relationship with Dr. Mo.
But Han Xuese tried not to think about these things.
He has long been accustomed to living humbly. As long as he does not have a desire for life, no matter how uncomfortable it is, it will not hurt you.
But this time, he felt that Ying Fengse was sincere. His soul imprint did not have the arrogance and pride of the past. He always looked down at Han Xuese, and he still wished that he didn't know.
In addition to being open-minded and different from the past, Han Xuese is always impressed by the fact that the style of the wind and color always predicts things like a god.
If Long Dafang was not good at venting his anger, he would definitely ask how he left Longting Mountain. How could the mountain protection formation that the people of the Qigong Palace most proud of was cracked by a mere Mao tribe?
It would be unreasonable to not torture a result.
It just happened that no one came to pay attention to him, thinking he was like air.
Along the way, more and more disciples from Qigong joined. When they arrived up the mountain, there were more than ten people in the group. Including the people who didn't know where to escort the man and the coffin, I was afraid there was no double ten.
Han Xuese was taken back to Feiyu Peak and changed into a separate courtyard that he had never seen even looking into the distance. Not only were there people guarding the front and back yards, but there were disciples in the courtyard, which were completely under house arrest, so he was afraid that he would fly away again and he didn't know where to go.
In addition, an old woman who was responsible for her daily life was also sent to her. In the past, the Qigong veins never deducted her diet. She deliberately made her unable to eat enough or made some things that were not suitable for her to eat. Their food was no different from that of ordinary disciples. After all, people were iron rice and steel. If they were damaged in such a place, they would not be able to make up for it for a while and would cause trouble for themselves.
But it's not so easy to wear.
Han Xuese's clothes that can be seen are all gifts brought by the envoys of the West Mountain. Children grow up quickly and fit clothes in the past year will surely be able to squeeze in at the end of the year. Therefore, Han Xuese's clothes will not fit most of the time.
Some elders were lenient and would make him new clothes, or pick up some old clothes from their disciples for him. Some ignored him and dressed like beggars, but seeing that it was He Mai's turn to take care of him, he decided that Han Xuese's appearance in the year.
Feiyufeng is somewhere between the two. The elders in charge will customize two sets of clothes, boots and shoes for him. The best ones are for the New Year or when they meet with envoys. The other set is for the elders who summoned him to the great elder, the sword demon, who was alone in the year. Usually, they wear the martial uniforms worn by Feiyufeng disciples, but Han Xue is tall and big, and the old clothes he receives are rarely fit. It is common for the short sleeves of the trouser legs and half.
This time, the wardrobe in the yard was full, ranging from inner clothes, martial arts clothes to outfits. Although the colors were calm and not fancy, the materials were all sturdy and durable. Although they were as well-suited as tailor-made, the length and shoulder width of the clothes were also suitable for wearing, which was as expected as Han Xue's color.
The day after returning to the mountain, he was still resting in bed. The three Golden Scaled Elders from Feiyu Peak came to visit and asked Han Xuese about what she had experienced for several months, but there was no trace of it.
Among them, although the Book Demon Emperor Wuyan is at the end of the Three Assisters, he is known as the one who has seen and heard, and looks down on the Qi Palace with his amazing memory. He still records it one by one by one by one, so that Han Xuese can confirm it and then write it out, which shows his caution.
Han Xuese knew that this was a review, and answered carefully according to Fengse's instructions. He didn't know the origins and ends of the mountain, but he said it very trivial about life in Dongxi Town, and he didn't speak until he was interrupted by the elders.
At the end of this round, Feiyufeng Sanfu didn't make any trouble. He took his pulse and tested his injuries in turn. He asked him to take a good rest and left immediately. A new guest came again.
The two were less than half an hour apart, but Feiyu Peak was the highest in his position. He actually took charge of the two Bai Linshou, one with a black face and the other with a white face. He coaxed him again and then digested the confession, and then verified it to verify and distinguish the differences and break through his mind's defense.
Han Xue's admiration for the corresponding Fengse color has reached a new level. At this point, it is all based on the sand table of Yingfengse color. When, who will come, and what will happen, it is all accurate to hit the death, just like Yingfengse color is instructing it behind the scenes.
Feiyufeng could not find any more strange things from Han Xuese's mouth, and could no longer stop him from seeing anyone. After noon, representatives of each vein came alone or joined forces to visit them before the elders' discussion. Xia Yangyuan did not unexpectedly endorse his mind and kept talking lies open. He wanted to take the person back with this, but was rejected by Feiyufeng, and the scene was a little stiff.
It seems that the consensus of the various veins on the mountain has been established. The long-lost elder of Xia Yangyuan, Yàn Wulou, was not the mastermind of the robbery, and it is also inseparable from this matter.
Han Xuese was hijacked in the inn, not because of any defects in the mountain protection formation; those who can plan and arrange the situation in this situation are the only ones who preside over the reception of the envoys.
Leng Yue Sidao, Yuxiao Sect, Lu Hu Ershu and others were all his connections. At first, the Qinghe Sect came to ask for advice with confidence. After several months, there were rumors that the Lord Han Palace of Qigong disappeared. The more you looked, the more you looked like these people were committing crimes and fleeing afterwards. You were immediately short of breath, afraid that the Qigong would be beaten up, and the moon came to be more peaceful.
Xia Yangyuan refused to admit it and was the first to send someone down the mountain to search. At this time, Han Xuese returned, hoping that he would explain it clearly and remain innocent. Unfortunately, things went against his wishes.
In this atmosphere of each having their own thoughts, their own doubts, and their own guarding the door and their own scars, three days suddenly passed.
In the past, the limit of Han Xuese's freedom of movement was almost three days. He thought that he would go back to deep sleep again. After pretending to have a few days of illness and practiced on the couch honestly, he couldn't sit still. He got out of bed and wandered around in the yard, waving around in a yard.
With a whisper, the courtyard door was pushed open, and a man stood outside the threshold. The disciple who was holding a sword in the corner of the front porch, jumped up and almost fell off his sword. He knelt on one knee and spoke, but the visitor waved his hand, and his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned when he looked down on his eyes. He glanced at Han Xuese, who was dumbfounded and said in a deep voice: Come out.
You are waiting here, and you don’t need to follow, and you still take the shift as a rotating hand.The clear and angular purple-coln national character face was not angry, but the last few words were instructed to the guard disciples. After saying that, he turned around and took a slow step down the eaves.
Not only did Han Xuese not expect that in advance, she did not expect Du Wunian to come here in person.
For Qigong, Han Xuese is a chess piece that is no longer important once it is held in his hand. It is like a general and a coach in chess. Although it is the foundation of setting up a formation, literary can't defend the territory and martial can't open the border. It is useless and has no value to let Du Wunian visit him. It must be called to the Great Elder's retreat to Jin.
Feiyu Peak is probably the least factional problem among the nine Yangshan veins. He is under the age of Wuneng. The two masters and three auxiliary masters are all talented people, and there are no ambitious people like Yàn Wulou who are eager to take power. The review letter they made will not allow Du Wuneng to personally verify it, which will further show the unusual behavior.
Han Xuese followed tremblingly, but Du Wunian was taller than him, with strong back muscles. Even though he was separated by layers of clothing, he could still clearly see the lines of the muscle bundle.
He noticed that the elder's hanging right sleeve was faintly exposed, with a lifelike iron palm, and his knuckles seemed to have gaps, not only shaped like human hands, but also organic springs for movement.
My iron arm is deliberately cast to be similar to the weight of a human arm. Do you know why?I never looked back and suddenly asked.
Han Xuese was afraid that the rash answer would anger him, and stuttered: Great Elder, I...I think things are slower, can I... be able to think clearly before answering?Du Wunian said yes, and then said nothing.
The buildings near the courtyard are all in similar layouts, and Han Xuese looks very eye-catching.
He has lived in Feiyu Peak for the longest years, but he didn't know that there was such a place. He saw an iron chain hanging bridge in front of him. The bridge stretched into the clouds and mist, and there was nothing under it. Suddenly, a hawk flapped his wings and flapped out, and the thick fog that penetrated into the opposite shore was lingering for a long time, and it was obvious that the cliff was deep.
Han Xuese suddenly understood what this place was.
It is not an exaggeration to ask for the surrender to live in the thorns. Feiyu Peak's power center, or the core of the entire Qi Palace.
After the Tongtian Wall changed tragically, Du Wunian lived in seclusion on the cliff opposite the Iron Cable Bridge. At first, he was recuperating, but later he was in seclusion.
Until he faded out of the elder's collegial discussion and learned the core of power of Zhishi and Contemporary, for at least six or seven years, the decrees of the Benshan were all released, and they were carried over to the bridge by the confidant disciples of the Great Elder to maintain the operation of this ancient glory.
But I only crossed the bridge without a year and walked along the edge of the cliff and towards the fog.
Han Xuese followed her step by step. She finally saw a large pine forest in front of her. She thought the great elder was about to walk into the forest, but she didn't expect that Kui Wu's figure in front of her flashed and suddenly disappeared, and a crisp clang sound burst out.
Han Xuese didn't dare to move forward any further, and lowered her head in the sound, and saw a man climbing on the iron chain in the clouds under her feet, but who wasn't Du Wunian?…Come on.He said just one sentence and then sank into the clouds.
Han Xuese gritted his teeth and climbed. Although he was agile, he was not able to see the bottom. This greatly deepened his psychological burden. He couldn't count the number of times he urged down, and gradually looked up and looked down and saw that he was covered in gray. He wanted to call the elder but couldn't speak. Just as he was about to go down, an arm in the horizontal line pulled him over like a chicken and threw it onto a platform full of vines.
Du Wunian's figure was approaching through the fog, and after a gesture of silence, Han Xuese quickly shut up and stood up.
If the elder is lost, the Mao people will definitely die here. That's what the young man in Mao tribe thinks.
This platform should be a protruding steep rock or something, about two feet in square foot, with a stone plank road hard-chised from the cliff at the end.
The stone stack looks like a long snake cage niche, which is only five or six feet deep, about one person high. Although there are thick iron chains nailed along the wall, there are rusty marks on the cables, and there are a few places that are almost rotten. I don’t know that no one has used them for hundreds of years, so it’s better to walk along the rock wall to feel more at ease.
Han Xuese had never learned light skills, so she could only learn to move against the wall as the gecko. The cliff opposite was getting closer and closer, and finally the two cliffs were united, with only a line of sky left above her head, and the cliff stone stack became a canyon corridor. As she walked, she couldn't see the sky, and the corridor had an authentic tunnel, and finally stopped in front of a huge stone door.
The reason why the stone gate is not only the stone surface of one meter high and two meter wide is flat. You can tell at a glance that it is from man's hands. There is also a dragon mouth relief with a diameter of about four feet embedded in the center. The whole body is dark steel. After the dust and moss is removed, there is no rust stain. With the common sense of Han Xue's poor color, it is also known that the iron cannot be exposed to the outside, so bright and new. Look at what the iron chains nailed on the stone stack are rotten.
If you look at it a few more times, you will find that it is not a relief, but a layered machine spring. The cover is because the components are simple and thick, and it is difficult to associate with the exquisite force-applying structure. As for the image of the dragon head, it is just an illusion caused by the cutting and covering of the lines between the machine springs.
Although Han Xuese grew up in the Qi Palace where ancient monuments are everywhere, she has never seen such a thing. It is both ancient and far beyond reality.
Du Wunian reached into the dragon's mouth, holding some strength and turning, the stone gate rumbling and vibrating, and pink dust burst out from the gap. When Han Xue's mouth was covered, he saw the stone wall slid into the mountains, and the accuracy of the mesh was like a paper door, revealing a dark cave.
The Mao people were so surprised that they couldn't stop. Two rows of long-lasting lights suddenly lit up in the cave, winding down the road, just like the previous stone gate lock, and I couldn't understand what the principle was.
Dunian made great strides and even saved him from turning back and calling him.
For some reason, Han Xue's color light could be seen from her back and after walking into the underground palace, Du Wunian suddenly became solemn, as if this place was extremely sacred and could not be desecrated at all.
The cool underground tunnel was completely damp, and there was no water vein nearby. Han Xuese reluctantly crossed out the option of the stone wall being driven by water.
The walking time is not long, or because of the roundabout way, it always makes people feel that they are getting deeper and deeper, as if they are endless. Until the passage turns, the eyes suddenly become clear, but it is a huge underground palace.
The exit of the tunnel is located at the outermost periphery of the Yuangong, and the terrain is also the highest. After that, it will descend inward in sequence, like a staircase; the central square is more than ten feet square, and large pieces of blue bricks are covered with stairs and sections at all levels, and there is no upwardly supporting column. The dome of the Yuangong is several feet high from the bottom. It is impossible to imagine how to carve such a space in the belly of the mountain, which is a magical craftsmanship.
Du Wunian led him down the square, Han Xuese looked around dumbfoundedly, circled around the place, not only shocked, but also moved.
He could not tell in detail why he was moved, but the feeling of emotion was difficult to calm down for a long time, so he discovered the inconsistency in the palace after a while.
In the magical building that can be called great, there is no carving or painting, and no decoration-oriented setting. The huge space that should be boring and monotonous has produced a sense of sacredness and magnificence, which deepens the meaning of renunciation that does not belong to the present world.
This is the most holy place in the nine veins of our Yangshan Mountain, and the foundation of the Qigong for four hundred years.Du Wunian looked at him and said slowly: The conscious mind on the surface is above our heads.
After coming here, you will understand why we are so disdainful of that civilized temple.
For four hundred years, the elders on the mountain have used formations to come here.
What I took you away was before burying the magic circle diagram for the builder to enter and exit. Once closed, it will not be able to open from the inside.
Since the death of Dragon King Ying Tan and the regeneration of nine meridians in Yangshan, he has never used them again.In this way, Zhizhiguan existed before the Nine Patriarchs rebuilt Yangshan... No, even before the Dragon King Yingchen, and his history was far more than the nine Yangshan veins.
When Han Xuese was surprised, she heard Du Wunian say again: On the Tongtian Wall, you must have seen the magic channel.
To use this method, you must practice the "Great Method of Taking the Unit" to a certain extent, and you have also learned about the techniques of this mountain, so you have been here since the end.
Maybe I should bring you here soon.Han Xuese remembered the scene where the human-faced spider was fired by the Seventeenth Master. After the major event was settled, the Huaguang Array Map suddenly appeared on the wall where Zhishiguan was on the surface, and many figures came out one by one. She suddenly realized: It turned out that it was the formation channel of the Qigong!Du Wunian looked at him, even though he was a little desolate, his sharp eyes still made it difficult for the young man to resist.
How do you feel when people are here?Han Xuese moved away from her eyes half avoiding and half watching, looking around the palace, and her chaotic thoughts suddenly calmed down, even he himself felt incredible.
Very big.
When people stand here, they feel... very small.
I always thought that there should be a throne or something on the highest point.
Where should the palace master sit?He murmured back and found that Du Wunian's eyebrows were furrowed. Although only for a moment, Han Xue seemed to see surprise or a hint of confusion in his eyes, but he was not displeased.
There is no throne.
The person who speaks... or the leader must stand here, which makes people feel particularly small.
Everyone who speaks on the ring is more threatening than when facing it. No matter how stupid it is, it sounds like a little reason at first glance, so it is not easy to be the Lord of the Qi Palace.
I have only seen one person who can chat and laugh calmly here, as if born like this.The only thing that is so gentle that I was indescribable is the fatigue and self-deprecating.
He raised his iron arms and showed a complex expression of hard to say whether it was a smile, and the only bitterness in it was undoubtedly.
The hand I lost still hurts often, as if I had just pulled it off and dripped blood on the ground, reminding me of the big mistake I made back then.Du Wunian murmured: I don’t welcome you, Han Xuese, but you are our promise. My scale clan will never go back on his word.
I can't send you away, just as you can't escape Longting Mountain, we are all trapped in promises, but promises are promises.
I should have brought you here earlier, but whether to pass on the martial arts of your Qigong alone has been quarreling for ten years. The Mao tribe who did not learn the Dafa of taking over the body and the Mahjong formation map could not enter the samadhi of the samadhi. I believe this is one of the purposes of some people insisting on arguing and unintentional consensus.He snorted coldly as he said that, but Han Xuese wanted to laugh a little.
For him, Du Wunian was part of a nightmare in the early years, and later became a symbol of the power of the Qigong Palace and a great elder in the mouth of everyone. Until this moment, Han Xuese realized that he was a living person, with joy, anger, sorrow, and his own pain and tolerance.
It’s also fun to imagine a group of arrogant scale clans sniping in Yuangong. The incompetence and helplessness that they can’t fight but cannot fail to fight is definitely something they refuse to admit to?
The first time I came here with a strange color, he said the same thing as you.Du Wunian's bleak voice brought his thoughts back to reality.
Han Xuese was shocked.
Nalan Yise is a very old disciple. Han Xuese still remembers the scene of his tragic death on the Tongtian Wall.
This senior brother, who is more and more perfect in the memories of his disciples, is said to be a forbidden speech in Fujingju. Du Wunian has never spoken this name again, and no one can mention it in front of him.
I didn't expect that I would hear Nalan's strange color alone.
Before that, I had never thought of using the word "small" to describe the feeling of standing here, but there were no other words that could describe so accurately, facing the loneliness and powerlessness of everyone here.
I have seen people who try to show their power, and ultimately only reveal their wickedness and fear; the more they desire the throne of the Dragon Lord, the further power and people's desire will be from them.
But different colors are different, he is like Ying... He is very similar to someone. They do not care about power, but can see the essence of things clearly; because they have no desires and no desires, they are fearless.
He should have become a better pillar of Benshan than me, but he killed him because of my ignorance.
I would have known the 'small' earlier.
Before showing off that day, you should know that there are better choices.Du Wunian raised his head and said to him calmly: I don’t know if you will run away, but I won’t run away.
From tomorrow, you will come here every day at the Yin hour. I will pass on your martial arts and techniques in the mountains until you can enter the sight with magic channels; every three days will be stormy and rainy.
As for how to leave your residence and not be discovered, how to use iron chains to walk on stones without making any mistakes, it is considered a test for you.
I didn't even have this ability, so I just fell to death earlier.Han Xuese was stunned for a moment, and then she felt relieved.
If it were in the past, he would definitely be happy and kowtowed with a plop, showing his gratitude.
But the situation has changed at this time. It would be better if he didn't practice Qigong martial arts. He had to practice less blood marrow. The sword energy in his heart veins broke out, which was a complete death situation. For a moment, he couldn't explain clearly and had no courage to refuse. He grabbed his head and said: This... Thank you for the Great Elder... But I am... I am naturally stupid... Du Wunian sneered and turned around, and pressed him from the air. Han Xuese's body was unbalanced and sat down. He was kicked by his toes a few times and was kicked into a cross-sitting position with his heart facing the sky.
Du Wunian stretched out his left palm, pressed his Tianling, and hummed: But before practicing, you must first expel the alien true energy in your body.Who dares to act rashly on the Lord of the Qi Palace? You have to explain carefully when you are young!
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