"What are you thinking about?"
While speaking, Ji Wuxia put Kuai Tou into the bowl, and sure enough, no oil splash was seen floating in the soup.
If it had been a few years ago, she might have been so passionate that she would tear down the inn and restore peace to the world.
Now……
It's not that it's impossible, it's just that the consequences of doing so are generally very serious.
Anyone who can open a black shop in Jianghu has very bright tricks, and this kind of place cannot be eradicated. If this one is eliminated, the next shopkeeper will not have such bright tricks, and many people will die.
This is Jianghu.
Helpless and cruel.
As Lin Chongyang said, this is a problem of the times.
"I'm wondering if I should make some preparations. There may be a war within a few months."
Lin Chongyang also performed the same movements as Ji Wuxia, and the tachyons given to them were all new. Moreover, at a glance, it was obvious that the person cutting the noodles knew some knife skills and should be an acquired master.
This store is not simple, but it has nothing to do with them.
After all, there is no simple person who dares to open a store in the wild.
"Due to that news?"
"Partially, I've read the history books over there."
Generally speaking, Xiantian people no longer need to eat, but what they need when walking in the world is the atmosphere. Although Lin Chongyang no longer needs to train his heart, Ji Wuxia still needs it.
After eating the noodles, the two of them got their room cards and went back to their rooms to meditate.
A night of silence.
On the second day, after having a night of plain noodles for breakfast, the two of them settled the bill at the inn and continued their journey.
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Time passed like water, and in the blink of an eye, spring and autumn passed again. The two left the Central Plains while sightseeing in the mountains and rivers. Ji Wuxia would often ask Lin Chongyang for martial arts advice, and he was making rapid progress.
Lin Chongyang's path of unifying the three religions has also gone a long way.
Although the three religions of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism all have extremely unique cultivation methods, the differences between them can be seen from the skills of the three religions.
Most Buddhist masters cultivate a golden body to protect their bodies, Taoists mostly focus on Qi training, and Confucianism...well...sublimation of beliefs doesn't count.
In short, each of the three teachings has its own emphasis on energy, energy and spirit.
Wen Naihe speculated that if the three religions were to be integrated, martial arts integrating the essence of the three religions might be needed as an aid.
However, based on his attempts and research, Xianmen martial arts was eventually ruled out by him, but his own condition became increasingly serious.
After Lin Chongyang's verification, there was nothing wrong with asking Naihe's opinion, and there was nothing wrong with his speculation, but it was just in the wrong direction.
The martial arts that integrates the essence of the three religions. In this world, there is only one move, the Holy Light of Heaven. It is still sealed in the Panyin Shrine. It is normal to ask why you can't access it.
Lin Chongyang was using this path as a source of information and reference for the transformation of his body. He had read many classics of the three religions in the world of extinct hope.
Time flies by, and ten years pass by in a blink of an eye. The two travel from the Central Plains to the Southern Wulin, and then from the Southern Wulin to the Western Wulin, and then make the northern border their last stop.
The folk customs in the north are fierce, and traces of battles can be seen everywhere. Even if the Tiance Dynasty moved in, the strong martial arts style was not affected much.
The area under the jurisdiction of the dynasty is limited. After all, it is also recuperating, so it is beyond its reach in many places. However, it can also restrict people in the world from fighting in the city to prevent accidental injury to the people.
Compared with the scattered and dangerous villages in the past, which could be overthrown by masters at any time, cities and towns are much more stable, which solves the problem of people's personal safety to a great extent.
Of course, even if there are indeed many famous swordsmen in the northern martial arts world, the martial arts people here are not as wild as those in the Central Plains.
"In today's northern border, among swordsmen, the three northern frontiers should be quite famous."
The two of them entered a small town, and what they saw was a sea of people and bustling people.
Various stalls are set up from the street to the end of the street. There are many goods full of local characteristics that are dazzling. The aroma of different foods and the smoke of fireworks fill the air, and you can hear a few cries from time to time.
"They were already famous when I first came out of the world."
At the same time as he spoke, Ji Wuxia moved swiftly and took the hand of the person next to him to prevent the two of them from being separated by the dense flow of people.
The sudden move caught Lin Chongyang off guard, and he was suddenly stunned.
The little bit of wind and snow falling in his heart has accumulated and settled for more than ten years. If it is said that it has not changed, it is naturally impossible. Even if his power has not been restored, Lin Chongyang can still fully control his own state.
But that's all. After more than ten years of getting along day and night, the two people with the same cold personalities have not made much breakthrough in their relationship.
It should be noted that the ancient De Feng Dao is not boundless in learning, and Lin Chongyang is not a Taishihou. The "etiquette" taught by Xia Ganxuan is destined to prevent him from running to the romantic place when he has nothing to do.
This leads to the fact that even if the two get along very comfortably, the relationship is very delicate. They are basically in a state of being more than a good friend, and then they get stuck.
Lin Chongyang wanted to refuse. Even if his strength was not restored, he would not get lost, but the words came to his lips but he could not say them out. In the end, due to some strange mistake, he could not break away.
Quickly adjusting his state, calming down, and letting Ji Wuxia pull him forward slowly, Lin Chongyang said: "If age alone can determine everything, what else does talent do?"
Among the three forwards in the North, two can have a relationship with him.
Needless to say, the lone minister of the Imperial Sword, the legendary sword god of Tu Su’s lineage, a sibling of his junior brother Qicheng, now holds the position of general in the Yuehuang Divine Capital, but is feared by the Lord of the Divine Capital, Donghuang Tianxia.
Ao Jian Qianqiu's real name is Ji Changchai. He is the younger brother of Ji Yunhe, the owner of Tianzong Villa. He dealt with the disaster of the Demon Sword in his early years. Everyone from the Confucian sect stayed at Tianzong Villa. Brother Yin and the owner of Ji Villa are good friends. Ji Chang The Seven Steps of Returning to Heaven that Chai cultivated were jointly created by the two of them.
As for the famous sword Peerless, I have never dealt with it and have nothing to comment on. I can only say that the future is promising.
When it comes to age and talent, to put it concretely, there is a difference in the capacity of ponds and lakes. Lakes only need to be filled with water step by step. If a pond wants to hold the same amount of water as a lake, it will have to work hard. expansion.
"Right."
The two of them walked slowly among the bustling crowd. Compared to the martial arts in the Central Plains, the customs and customs in the North were obviously more exotic, especially in terms of colors, which were much brighter than those in the Central Plains.
She held his hand along the way, and he didn't seem to realize that something was wrong, or he did realize it but didn't refuse. All in all, it was a good start.
Compared with Lin Chongyang, who is in a high position, Ji Wuxia does not have so many responsibilities and burdens on her shoulders, so she can face the emotions in her heart more openly.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the two of them just walked out of the crowd in the market, but she did not let go of her hand.
Perhaps because of tacit understanding, or perhaps because of other factors, the two of them chose to hold their hands together as if nothing had happened, and even their expressions did not change.
