What we see now is not the original single forward, but it is completely different from the single forwards in the arena.
As the saying goes, there is no right or wrong, and all roads lead to the same destination, but there are very few people who truly take a certain road to the end and reach the pinnacle.
"It seems that brother has also studied it."
Lin Chongyang knew clearly in his heart that the Shanfengjian sect now had quite a reputation in the world, but there were no top masters who could master it.
People like Ying Chaoyang, Ren Pingsheng and others can only be considered average.
Of course, this is in the eyes of people in their realm. If we just talk about the world of hardship, with his ability, he is naturally a master and powerful in the world.
"Ha, then I'll invite you."
Wu Chi smiled and said, looking forward to this discussion more and more. At this stage, a fight and discussion at the same level is very rare and precious.
"Please."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a sword, the light of the sword fell, and the sword's intention spread.
The heaven and earth were divided, and the universe suddenly became pale. The barrier between illusion and reality was bridged, and a whole new world seemed to be formed.
However, the two people sitting cross-legged did not move, but each had an illusory, spirit-like body emerging from the two of them. They stood up, facing each other, and remained silent.
As the world was silent for a moment, people moved, swords moved, and the two figures clashed invisibly. In the blink of an eye, thousands of moves came back and forth, and hundreds of styles came back and forth.
Returning to the bottom of the abyss, the water does not move, the air does not flow, and the silent bottom of the abyss only sees two people sitting opposite each other, looking extremely peaceful at this moment.
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The wind was clear and the clouds were clear, the water was green and the mountains were green. There was a flash of mysterious light, and a light-colored figure emerged and said hello:
"Danqing, come here quickly, the scenery ahead is nice!"
The youthful temperament is as graceful as the moonlight, but also has a bit of leisureliness like the blue sky and white clouds. The white hair is tied up by a silver Taoist crown, with wisps of silver embellishments in it.
Then, another figure appeared, a beauty in a purple dress, with long light golden hair tied up in a bun, and she spoke helplessly:
"Brother, it's rare for you to take a break, so there's no need to waste your time with me."
Hearing this, the young man in front turned around and said seriously: "Idleness is idle anyway. You are not good at martial arts. What if you encounter danger?"
"Master has taught me a way to protect myself." Meng Danqing's tone became increasingly helpless.
He..., she..., he...,...
All in all, although he was very happy that his brother accompanied him out, he didn't want to waste time because of his brother. After all, his brother's rest time was not long.
Yuan Wuxiang sighed: "Isn't that still a person? With your painting skills, how can I rest assured if you are alone."
There was a lot of trouble inside the door, and a group of people were fighting around all day long, which gave him a headache on weekdays.
He still can't figure it out. No matter how you say it, Daozhen is the main line of Taoism in the suffering state. Shouldn't a good Taoist organization be serious about cultivating Taoism? Why do you like fighting openly and secretly so much? Is it possible that the cultivation of Taoism has been carried out on dogs?
Looking back now, I don't know whether it was because Xie Tianlai had a brain problem and insisted on sending him to Daozhen, or whether he had a brain problem and agreed without thinking.
Now he regrets it, regrets it very much. Life in this sect is completely different from what he imagined. It would be better to relax with Jie Tianlai. He should consider whether to try to go out alone after he has achieved success.
Now that I have finally taken a break, if I don't go out to have fun, I would be sorry for myself. If I go out with my little sister to enjoy the fun, it will be double happiness.
Moreover, with my little sister's painting skills, once the inspiration comes, she needs to put it into the painting from her dreams to ensure the quality of the finished product, which can often take days or even months.
How could he rest assured in such a situation? Did he really think that this peaceful world was really that peaceful?
As for his good friend Juan Shou Tian, Xiu Mu was picked up by his uncle after that. Compared with some people in the sect who did not have family members, those of them who had family members with them were still very lucky.
With a sigh in his heart, Yuan Wuxiang greeted with a smile: "Let's go, the scenery ahead is indeed quite good."
The two brothers were orphans who were ravaged by the Fallen Demons. By chance, they were rescued and adopted by Xie Tianlai.
As the elder brother, Yuan Wuxiang was sent to the Daozhen lineage for further training when he grew up, while the younger brother, Meng Danqing, was taken as a disciple by Jie Tianlai and took him with him.
Because his situation is quite special, even Xie Tianlai can't figure out what went wrong. Since he has been rescued and raised, there is actually no difference.
On the contrary, Yuan Wuxiang, after learning the specific situation, respected his younger brother's choice and raised him as a younger sister. It didn't make any difference anyway, as long as the younger sister was happy.
The two of them walked forward for a while, looking around, they saw white clouds looking back and closing, and the blue mist disappearing; the peaks in the field changed, and there were many valleys and clouds.
Meng Danqing stopped and said, "Brother, this is the time."
"This place is nice. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but there is also a Taoist charm in it. It seems to be very suitable for practice."
Yuan Wuxiang also looked at the surrounding environment and marveled at how he felt that this place looked more suitable for practice than Daozhen's main hall.
"I'll have to trouble my brother next."
Meng Danqing found a suitable place, made an easel, loaded up the drawing paper, and prepared to sketch.
"Leave it to me."
Yuan Wuxiang also found a rock and sat on it casually. This was a nice place and he just took this opportunity to perfect his martial arts.
Time passes slowly, a quarter of an hour, an hour, a day, ten days, ten days...
While Meng Danqing was painting, Yuan Wuxiang was not idle. This place gave him a strange feeling. It seemed that it somehow matched the contents of the Taoist classics he had read.
Especially, after he started meditating, his perspective suddenly changed.
The sky and the earth are the human body, the rivers are like meridians, the sun and the moon are the yin and yang, and the mountains, rivers and stars are connected to the acupuncture points all over the body.
All the things he saw before him coincided with the Taoist sect's Yili, far surpassing his knowledge and understanding of the unity of heaven and man. Jie Tianlai was already the strongest person he knew in the Taoist sect, and he was unable to do this.
Correspondingly, during this process, although he was unable to practice according to what he saw before him, his understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth was rapidly deepening, and his martial arts, which was originally in its infancy, was also constantly improving, and could be said to be a thousand miles away.
It was as if someone was pushing him from behind and even feeding food to his mouth.
At once……
Very outrageous.
until——
"How could this happen?"
A soft cry woke up the person who was in trance. Yuan Wuxiang, who was not far away, opened his eyes. The energy around his body that was consistent with the heaven and earth quickly converged. After calming down the true energy in his body, he quickly stood up.
Not far away, Meng Danqing frowned slightly, looking at the newly completed work on the easel with a somewhat confused expression.
If he remembered correctly, this painting should be a landscape painting with the theme of mountains and rivers.
"Danqing, what's wrong?"
Turning over and landing next to the easel, Yuan Wuxiang looked worried as he followed Meng Danqing's gaze.
That painting on the easel, where is the landscape?
