Inside the account.
Li Ziye clenched his hands when he heard the answer from Lord Suzaku.
"It's getting late, we should take the Saint back."
With a mission in hand, Fu Tianxi didn't want to delay any longer and said.
Li Ziye trembled slightly, nodded slightly, pushed himself up, and stood up.
On the side, Bai Wangyu looked shocked when he saw this, and wanted to stop him, but was held back by Fa Ru behind him.
Faru shook his head and indicated to let him go.
Li Ziye stepped forward, picked up the unconscious woman on the bed with his own hands, turned around and walked out of the tent.
Fu Tianxi and others got out of the way, and no one said anything at the final moment of separation.
In front of the Confucian camp, the carriage was ready. Chen Qiaoer stood beside the carriage, looking at the young man walking in front of him and sighing in his heart.
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. After this separation, it will be difficult for the little guy and Zhu Zhu to meet again.
In front of the carriage, Li Ziye came over with the unconscious Zhu Zhu in his arms, carefully carried him into the carriage, and covered him with his fur robe.
Behind them, as they were about to leave, Fu Tianxi and the others bowed to Fa Ru again and said goodbye politely.
Faru returned the greeting, but kept looking at the young man in front of the carriage, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
This kid is okay.
After saying goodbye, Fu Tianxi and the other two turned around and walked towards the carriage.
In front of the carriage, Fu Tianxi stopped, looked at the young man beside him, and said calmly, "If you can't change your destiny in two years, you will have no chance of winning in the promised battle in two years. Just do this and take care of yourself.”
After saying that, Fu Tianxi didn't say any more, took the horse and left with Zhu Zhu in the carriage.
The carriages rumble, the horses rustle, the cold wind blows, and the beautiful woman travels far away.
Li Ziye stood on the wilderness, watching the carriage going away. He stood there for a long time.
Behind the scenes, Fa Ru and others who were busy with business returned to the camp one after another. Only Bai Wangyu stood there waiting silently without saying a word.
"Old Bai."
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Li Ziye looked tired and said softly, "I have worked really hard."
Bai Wangyu was silent, and after a moment, he said, "There will be a turn for the better. Brother Li's ability to reach this day has exceeded everyone's expectations. I know Brother Li is working hard, but if you work harder, diligence can make up for your shortcomings. We must catch up." For those of us, Brother Li can only work harder."
"It's so annoying to be born in the same era as you!"
Li Ziye said something irritably, then turned and walked towards the rear camp.
"Brother Li, your injury hasn't healed yet, I'll push you back."
Bai Wangyu said worriedly.
"I have legs myself, and I will never use a wheelchair again!"
Li Ziye said harsh words, but before he could finish his words, he stumbled and almost fell down.
Bai Wangyu hurried forward and reached out to support the young man in front of him.
Li Ziye stabilized his body, took a breath, straightened up immediately, and walked towards the camp.
Bai Wangyu followed him, fearing that the person in front of him was up to no good.
In the camp, the Confucian disciples all seemed a little silent at the moment, not daring to laugh and play as usual.
Li Ziye felt the strange atmosphere in the camp, glanced at everyone, and said calmly, "I will remember all of you who stole my dried fruits. When I get better, no one can escape. Although I can't beat you, senior brother." , but dealing with you guys is just like playing."
Hearing this, the Confucian disciples looked at each other, and their suppressed moods immediately relaxed, and they dispersed in a crowd. In the blink of an eye, they were all gone without a trace.
When Li Ziye saw this, a smile appeared on his face.
These fools!
"Old Bai, I want to start practicing the sixth form of Feixian Jue. Can you help me again?"
After Li Ziye came to his senses, he said softly.
"good."
Bai Wangyu nodded and answered so naturally.
Half an hour later.
In front of the account.
Bai Wangyu, Wen Xiuru, Mu Bai, and Li Ziye sat around in front of the parchment that recorded the Flying Immortal Technique, all frowning.
too difficult!
"Basically impossible."
Mu Bai was the first to make an assertion and said, "No wonder no one has been able to master the Flying Immortal Art for thousands of years. We have just reached the sixth form. The movement and sword techniques are already so complicated. It is too difficult to master them." Big, at least, it’s impossible for Professor Li to do it with his current cultivation level.”
"What His Royal Highness said is right."
On the side, Wen Xiuru nodded and said solemnly, "Let's not talk about the complexity of body skills and sword skills for the time being. The amount of true energy required to practice this sixth form is not something that the second level can bear. I I think Brother Li should focus on attacking the third realm for the time being, and then try to practice the sixth form after breaking through."
"no."
Bai Wangyu immediately denied, "No one can tell when Brother Li will be able to enter the third realm. Unlike us, he has access to at least seven meridians. Cultivation is too difficult. Instead of waiting to break through the realm, it is better to practice the moves." Work hard.”
When Wen Xiuru and Mu Bai heard this, they both fell silent.
It is really painful for people who practice martial arts to have blocked meridians.
"Can Professor Li memorize these moves and movements?"
After thinking for a long time, Mu Bai asked.
"Can."
Li Ziye nodded and said, "My memory is pretty good. I can remember things I read once."
Mu Bai heard this, with a look of thought in his eyes, and said in a concentrated voice, "The biggest problem with Professor Li now is that the strength of his zhenqi is not strong enough to withstand the intense consumption of zhenqi by this sixth move."
"And the level of control over the body."
Wen Xiuru added, "When Brother Li was practicing the Flying Immortal Technique before, I watched from the sidelines. The Flying Immortal Technique's body technique requires the practitioner's ability to control the body very harshly. If there is a slight deviation, the face will be bruised and swollen. "
"There is no good way to do this."
Mu Bai said calmly, "It is a well-known fact that the higher the cultivation level of martial arts practitioners, the stronger their ability to control the body. Now that Professor Li cannot break through to the third level, he can only practice hard. If he can't do it once, he will not be able to control his body for ten times." Repeat, ten times, or a hundred times until there is no deviation."
"Your Highness the Fourth Prince is right. The biggest difficulty now is the insufficient strength of the Qi."
Bai Wangyu's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Brother Li has only opened two divine treasures now. The true energy storage in the divine treasures is limited. After it is used up, it must take time to recover. Even if you use big medicine, the effect will be very limited. It cannot fundamentally solve the problem.”
After the words fell, the three of them looked at the parchment on the ground and fell silent again.
If the realm cannot be broken, the strength of the Qi will not be enough, and it will be a dead end.
Next to him, Li Ziye sat there with his chin in his hands, frowning.
Why is it so difficult to practice martial arts?
"Amitabha."
At this moment, a familiar sound of Buddha's trumpet sounded in the ears of the four of them, and they immediately continued, "The young monk has a way."
Li Ziye and the other four looked startled, and then looked up at the young monk walking in front of them.
"Buddha."
Bai Wangyu had a look of surprise on his face and asked in confusion, "Why did the Buddhists let you out?"
"Perhaps His Highness the Fourth Prince personally visited the young monk, which made Senior Brother Fahai and the others feel the pressure, so they allowed the young monk to come out for an hour every day."
Having said this, Sanzang bowed respectfully to the fourth prince of Shang in front of him to express his gratitude.
"Buddha, you're welcome."
Mu Bai stood up and returned the greeting.
"Little monk, you just said you had a solution. What solution do you have?"
Li Ziye raised his head and said expectantly.
"Ami"
"Ami, what the hell, hurry up and say it."
"..."
Sanzang looked helpless and said, "You see, the young monk only came to his enlightenment after an unexpected incident happened recently."
After saying that, Sanzang put his hands together, and the demonic energy around him collided violently. At the same time, the golden Buddha Yuan swirled around, and the two forces merged with each other. The majestic and endless pressure was looming, which was shocking.
Bai Wangyu, Mu Bai, and Wen Xiuru looked shocked when they saw this.
What a powerful force!
"After the young monk began to practice Buddhist techniques in the demon body, he gradually discovered that when the two powers of Buddha and demon merge, the strength of the true energy will be doubled."
Sanzang restrained his breath and said seriously, "Brother Li, you have practiced the Flying Immortal Technique and the mental methods of Confucianism and Buddhism at the same time. You might as well give it a try."
"no."
When Bai Wangyu heard this, his expression changed, and he immediately vetoed, "There is no problem in practicing multiple kinds of exercises, with masters and assistants. However, it is absolutely impossible to fuse the zhenqi with different attributes. Zhenqi with different attributes The qi must repel each other, and it’s easy to get carried away.”
"Amitabha."
Sanzang said softly, "Brother Li's current situation, there is no other way. It is better to break the cauldron and fight for the sky like the young monk."
Li Ziye stood up, reached out and patted the young monk in front of him on the shoulder, grinned, showing his eight white teeth, and said, "Little bald donkey, you are really afraid that I won't die early enough, but I like it!"
