Not long after noon that day, I heard a soft and melodious voice coming from afar: "Senior sister, your Piaomiao Peak is an extraordinary scenery. My little sister is really envious of it. No wonder you have been reluctant to set foot on Piaomiao Peak these years. Half a step.”
"Compared with senior sister, my little sister's dwelling seems a bit shabby. I think senior sister has felt very comfortable in Lingjiu Palace over the years."
"My little sister, it's a happy day for you to rejuvenate and rejuvenate, so I came here to congratulate you. I heard that you have accepted a disciple, who is very charming and charming. Could it be that you can't help being lonely all these years? I just don't know that this will let my senior brother know. What will you think?"
This sound is floating and pervasive. It sounds like it is thousands of meters away at first, and it feels like it is very close at the next time.
The Tianshan Child Elder snorted coldly in the secret room of China, pointed one finger to the sky, and the other to the ground, and concentrated on practicing her kung fu.
At this time, she learned that the person Wu Yazi liked was Li Canghai. Although she still resented Li Qiushui in her heart, she no longer took him so seriously.
Compared to Li Qiushui, she felt that she was much luckier.
Jingzhou put down the pen in his hand and said to Wang Yuyan: "The visitor is a guest. I am here today. I will discuss this painting technique with you another day. It is not good to keep this distinguished guest waiting for a long time."
"Let me go and have a look."
Jingzhou jumped out of the window in a flash, like a puff of smoke, soaring upwards.
He moved on his tiptoes and ran towards the sound. He swung seven or eight feet and disappeared from Wang Yuyan's sight in the blink of an eye.
Jing Zhou followed the sound and tried to escape, but Li Qiu Shui used the soul sound transmission method. The sounds seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to distinguish clearly for a while.
Jingzhou secretly got lucky and used the art of transmitting sound, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, I got a portrait at Wuliang Mountain in Dali, walking slightly on the waves, wearing socks that were dusty, I didn't know that Master Wuyazi, when he saw that How will you feel after taking the portrait?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure was seen rushing from the west.
Li Qiu Shui stepped in the air and came to Jing Zhou in a blink of an eye. Instead of anger, he was happy, smiling like a silver bell and saying: "Hey, young man, does that painting look good?"
Jing Zhou didn't expect Li Qiu Shui to answer like this. If it were a little girl, she would either be furious and pick up a sword to kill, or she would be too embarrassed to speak.
He was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "There is a beauty in the sky, so it is natural that she is extremely beautiful. This portrait must be the best in the world."
"But how can a romantic figure like Uncle Master be painted on a blank paper with only a few strokes? It must be Cao Zhi's Luo Shen Fu that can express the beauty of Uncle Master."
"As graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon. Its body is like a flying duck, as erratic as a god."
This is not what Jingzhou said against his will. Li Qiushui is dressed in white clothes and moves according to the wind, like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
The figure is slender and graceful, and the piece of white silk on the face adds a bit of mystery.
The voice is sometimes melodious, sometimes soft, and sometimes charming. It sounds a bit better than those of Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling.
Compared with the Tianshan child's grandmother, she is as gentle as water and reasonable. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a good wife and mother.
But later, when he saw Wu Yazi looking at the statue all day long, his temperament changed drastically.
Jingzhou didn't know what Wu Yazi was thinking. If the two of them had been living like a fairy couple in Jianhu Palace, there wouldn't have been the tragedy that happened later.
Could it be true that Cao Mengde said: "A wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a thief, and a thief is worse than not being able to steal?"
Li Qiushui chuckled, her cheeks flushed, and said shyly: "My nephew is really good at talking, but this makes my uncle unable to bear to do it. How about you go to Xixia with my uncle?"
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"If you become your disciple, my uncle will not treat you badly."
"Besides, Uncle Master has a Menggu under his body. Her beauty is not inferior to that of Uncle Master. If you go with Uncle Master, Uncle Master will make the decision to betroth Menggu to you."
Li Qiu Shui originally meant his words in a joking manner, but when she mentioned Meng Gu, she had already looked at Jing Zhou up and down, and felt that the young man in front of her made her so happy, both in demeanor and appearance, that she actually felt really happy. He had an idea to take the young man in front of him back to Xixia and make a couple with his granddaughter.
Jingzhou shook his head and said with a smile: "Although my uncle is a good person, I am not an ungrateful person."
"Keke, that's a pity, so I'll let my uncle see how your martial arts practice goes, nephew."
Suddenly a gust of cold air rose, and two long fluttering sleeves rolled sideways towards Jing Zhou, with a pair of jade palms looming under the sleeves.
Jingzhou laughed and hit the pair of sleeves with his palms.
The palms and sleeves intersected, and the white sleeves instantly fell back. Li Qiushui's palms hidden behind the sleeves stretched out and blocked them in front of him. The four palms intersected, and there was a loud noise, and the invisible palm wind spread out, shaking The petals within a few feet were floating in the air like fallen leaves.
The petals are all over the sky, like a rain of flowers.
Two figures appeared and disappeared in the rain of flowers.
"Hey, my nephew has mastered the Eight Desolations and Liuhe Self-Conquering Skills to such an extent. No wonder he can clean up those rubbish from the First Grade Hall without any effort!"
Although Li Qiushui just let out a light sigh, he was shocked in his heart.
The person in front of me looked no older than ten, but he was able to catch her palm with seven power levels!
She started practicing qi when she was eight years old. Her skill was not as profound as that of Tianshan Tonglao in her heyday, but it was not inferior to Wu Yazi.
Let alone seventy percent of her palm power, an ordinary person might not be able to handle even thirty percent of her palm power in front of her!
Li Qiushui swooped forward again, but this time he used the soul-searching method of sound transmission.
This technique is Li Qiushui's unique skill. Just like the Xiao Wuxiang Kung Fu, Xiaoyaozi only taught it to her.
Compared with the soul-moving technique in the Nine Yin Manual, this skill is more domineering and superior. It can not only interfere with people's minds, but also control the opponent's actions.
"Good nephew, how about this move, uncle?"
While she kept making noises to interfere, her hands were using hundreds of kung fu techniques one after another.
"Uncle Master, this little formless skill is a different approach. It has a different kind of mystery. It is invisible, formless, and traceless. It's just that these hundreds of skills, under the magical skill of my Xiaoyao sect, there is no threat."
If it is the first time to encounter a skill like Xiao Wuxiang Kung, ordinary people will definitely be shocked by it.
In the original work, Jiumozhi relied on this skill to show off his skills in the Shaolin Temple, shocking the monks as if they had seen the reincarnation of Bodhidharma.
After all, if manpower is limited, how can one learn all the martial arts in the world?
Only this small phaseless skill has no form or form. As long as you know the moves, you can imitate other people's martial arts, and the power is even greater.
Dodging a move to trouble the finger, Jingzhou looked confused and said with a smile: "I have seen these seventy-two stunts before, uncle, you'd better use your white rainbow palm power. I have heard the name of this skill." long time."
"Giggle, my nephew has such a good kung fu. He has reached such a state. I think he is not far away from the realm of a grandmaster."
