It is said that if you practice your Qi so deeply that you can move it through the air, you can make the forest roar with every breath you take. Zhang Ling pointed with his sword, and the door of the Qingmu room opened. At this moment, Zhang Ling was surprised at first, and then calmed down. Two figures slowly walked out of the door.
After Yang Xiao treated the wound, he changed into a set of clean clothes. Zhang Ling calmed down the sword in his hand and looked directly at the two of them. Lin Rui looked at Yang Xiao with a soft eyebrow and said: Now that you have decided, give it to him.
Zhang Ling looked at Yang Xiao doubtfully. He handed over a book with three big characters written on it: Vajra Body. Zhang Ling asked: "Martial arts secrets?"
Yang Xiao smiled and nodded: "That's right. But it's not a martial arts, but a secret art of body training, lasting breath. If you encounter an evenly matched opponent, who can last longer is the key. You don't have to be afraid of greed. If you bite off more than you can chew, those sword skills you learned before will not be considered perfect. If you try the sword with others more often, you will naturally become proficient."
Seeing Zhang Ling's casual expression, Yang Xiao added: "Don't underestimate this Vajra Body. It was created by a former great master of our Jinyin Sect. He was extremely specialized in secret techniques other than ordinary martial arts. This It took him all his hard work to obtain the Vajra Body. Even someone as talented as me spent more than ten years cultivating it."
Zhang Ling turned a deaf ear to Yang Xiao's self-praise. What interested him was the three words "Grand Master". Based on this, Zhang Ling made up his mind to learn, but still put on a calm expression: " Just so-so.”
When Yang Xiao saw this look that looked like his own again, he just laughed it off, then stretched out a finger, and gradually, no wound was visible, a drop of golden blood slowly oozed out from the fingertip, and he pointed at Zhang Ling's forehead, The golden blood seeped into the center of his eyebrows instantly. In an instant, Yang Xiao's lips turned white, and his voice became slightly desolate: "I have repaid this point of criticism. Qin Yi still needs you to give me some advice."
Zhang Ling shook his head, a little embarrassed: "Any fool can see that he has a complex. It's useless no matter how much outsiders say."
Yang Xiao added: "Riding horses and practicing swordsmanship, you also said that he was the one who started the conversation. After all, you owe him a debt. As for whether you want to break the layer of window paper on his window, it's up to you. I don't do it either." It’s not easy to force it. Meeting each other in life is always a fate. How much you can keep it depends on how you choose.”
Zhang Ling looked thoughtful. He originally wanted to stay out of the matter, but when he really didn't want to make his own choices, he started to get into trouble. When he looked up again, he saw that the two of them were far away from each other. Zhang Ling shouted and asked, "Why don't you go and tell me?"
Zhang Ling stood where he was, with only a helpless laughter vaguely heard from the distance.
"Can't beat it!"
Zhang Ling sighed helplessly: "What a favor! I really don't owe it!"
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Baihua Villa is a sign of the prosperous flower season, but the flowers are withered, desolate and desolate, as if the tea is cold after people leave, and the fairyland of Taoyuan is no longer fascinating. But only the willow tree in front of the man was in full bloom. The man looked at it dreamily, as if he was seeing her. When the man was in a trance, he was suddenly pulled out of his immersive dream by two words that were neither serious nor serious from behind.
"Reminiscent of willows and tears of lovesickness, people go and sit alone."
Qin Yi suddenly turned around, and it was the maverick Zhang Ling. He was not surprised. After drinking the day before yesterday, he no longer regarded this young man as a fledgling eagle. At least he could see people and things in a general way. talk.
Zhang Ling walked to Qin Yi, looked at him, and then looked at the only blooming willow tree in such a large villa, and said lightly: "Generally, there are three reasons why people wear masks. The first one is to hide their ugliness, and the second one is to hide their ugliness. It's just fun, and the third type is to hide people's eyes. And I've also heard of the fourth type, called Zhechou."
Qin Yi, who was a little dazed for a moment, slowly came back to his senses and asked Zhang Ling: "What did you see again?"
Zhang Lingqing smiled lightly and said: "It's not that I saw anything, but that I saw a lonely ghost, but he is still warm!"
Zhang Ling then said: Qin Yi, can you tell me about you?
Qin Yi smiled half-heartedly and said, "What, you want to enlighten me?"
Zhang Ling was silent, and Qin Yi sighed again, looking lonely again: "It doesn't hurt to tell you."
"In this world, there is a sect with an outstanding disciple. His light almost overshadows all the disciples of his generation. In the sect, he also has an equally talented junior brother Su Li, who has always inherited the Under his light, Su Li has always regarded him as the brilliance, hoping to surpass him one day. In addition, there is another paradise, which is the real place where the world goes. I don’t know who it is. I gave it a name, Shanyu, which is just as the name suggests. Many crazy boys and girls met there. I don’t know if I’m glad or regretful. According to the sect’s rules, that year when I left the sect for training, she and I also met there. Her name was Li Menglian, and I also learned from those worldly love stories, and we made an oath of eternal love. She said that one day she would see a hundred flowers blooming, and she would marry me. She didn't mean to say this at the time, but I took it seriously and visited all over the world. , I finally found a secret technique called Baihuayin. I came as promised, but she missed the appointment. In front of my eyes, I watched her disappear little by little. That’s when I learned that she was born with no pulse. For this reason My mood plummeted, and my realm also fell to the Nascent Realm. My junior brother was probably unwilling to accept my depravity. Even the Qingxin Bell left by Meng Lian was taken away by Su Li. But after a few years, I could only recover to the level of Ning Xuan. She was at the peak of the Dao realm and could never return to the Yuan realm, but Su Li entered the Guiyuan realm first. The difference between one realm and another was a world of difference, and in the end, she was not even able to keep her relics."
Zhang Ling listened attentively. Even after Qin Yi finished speaking, his heart was still unmoved, as if he was hearing a story about a talented man told by a storyteller, but instead of being a storyteller, he became a person involved. The only thing that shocked Zhang Ling was that he didn't expect that the person in front of him was the great master he needed to look up to. Unfortunately, it was no longer glorious, and now was not the time to discuss this.
Qin Yi looked up at the sky crazily, then said with a smile: "Suddenly I want to drink again!"
Zhang Ling also followed suit: "You should know this if you drink to drown your sorrows."
Qin Yi sighed: "What can I do? I can't even keep her relics, so I ask you? You yourself still know little about martial arts."
Zhang Ling is not upset either. He really has no say in martial arts matters.
"I really don't know how to break through the situation, but given your current situation, I have two suggestions. Do you want to listen?"
Qin Yi turned around unexpectedly and said "Oh" with interest: "Tell me about it."
Zhang Ling did not answer immediately. Instead, he held two fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. A burst of rapid horse hoofbeats approached quietly. Zhang Ling brought out a bowl of scallion pancakes from the kitchen nearby. The snow-white horse chewed each bite without restraint. Zhang Ling stroked the "docile" horse from the side.
Qin Yi looked at this scene in surprise, smiled, and said nothing.
Zhang Ling said while feeding: "When I was hungry yesterday, I took a chicken leg and found that this guy also likes to eat it. He is really bad-tempered at other times, but he is unusually docile when eating. All things have animism, and they can only be with it. Empathy, don’t try to control.”
