The east courtyard of the mansion is a martial arts arena, with wooden figures, plum blossom stakes, and eighteen kinds of weapons. Many nursing homes and diners practice martial arts here, and the sound of fists and kicks is very popular.
There is a small wing next to it, which looks like a resting place. Pushing the door open, it was empty inside, with only a tall stone tablet standing and the inscription in ruins.
The Marquis' palm touched the surface of the monument, and then a soft golden light was projected. The Marquis stepped in and disappeared.
When Que Xiu entered, his eyes suddenly opened up. There were clouds and mist in the distance, mountains cascading, green grass and gurgling streams nearby.
"This is a square inch of heaven and earth. Even if the mountains collapse and the earth breaks apart, it will not affect the outside world. You can use all your methods." Mr. Hou rolled up his clothes and put on a posture, "Bring on your real talents and practice, I will play with you."
Que Xiu was still a little melancholy, but the Marquis smiled and said, "I know you have recovered, so there is no need to show mercy and attack with all your strength."
This Marquis is simply amazing, he actually knows everything about him. Que Xiu fired several moves in a row and was easily defeated with only five successes. The Marquis shook his head and suddenly said with a stern voice: "With your abilities, you can barely manage the gate and guard the courtyard. No wonder you are abandoned like garbage!"
When Que Xiu heard this, he was furious and raised his power to 120%. His palm wind was as sharp as lightning. The Marquis was shocked and took half a step back. He nodded and said, "It's still a bit interesting, but it's a pity that it's still a thousand miles away."
Que Xiu suddenly withdrew, his eyes wide open with anger. Dark clouds surged above his opponent's head, and a giant palm gradually formed. The Marquis suddenly took action, and a ray of light from his fingertips shot directly into his palm. The dark clouds dissipated, and Que Xiu retreated continuously.
"'Devil's Seal' is a good move, but it's a pity that you are so sloppy. The timing of the move is so different that you have no chance to use it when you encounter a master."
Mr. Hou revealed the true meaning of this move in one sentence, and Que Xiu also admired it greatly. He flew forward again, and the "Bat Wing Saber" flew like snowflakes, dazzling his eyes. However, the Marquis used his body-protecting Gang Qi to defend against him, and even said eloquently: "When encountering an enemy, you cannot assess the situation and attack its weak points. Your moves may look gorgeous but are actually in vain."
Que Xiu made a series of special moves, but he easily resolved them while talking and laughing. He was shocked and angry in his heart. He waved his hand and took out the "Shadowless Knife", raised his magic power to the extreme, stroked the spine of the knife with his left palm, the blade vibrated, and seven-color light suddenly appeared, bright and dazzling.
When the Marquis saw Que Xiu unfurling his weapon, he knew that this move was not trivial. He stopped teasing and concentrated on holding his right palm up like a knife. The edge of the palm emitted a white light that stretched for several feet and became brighter and brighter.
The seven-color light of Que Xiu's weapon reached its peak, suddenly erupted, and its power was overwhelming. During it, ice and fire walked together, containing the sound of dragons roaring and thundering, a torrent that defied the sky, and carried the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
The Marquis's expression changed, and he advanced instead of retreating. The light in his right palm soared ten feet, splitting a gap in the torrent, making a sound of cracking silk, which shook the earth and the earth.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and half of the hillside behind was cut off by the huge force and collapsed.
The Marquis stood in the center of the huge crater, with a slender island for him to stand on, and the scene became quiet for a moment.
After the trick, Que Xiu was exhausted and could only hold on. The Marquis shifted his position and stood in front of him.
"As far as this move is concerned, it shocked the world and made the gods cry. I tried my best to barely take it. I haven't seen it in twenty years. I am extremely happy. It's a pity that your true energy is like a flood and cannot be sustained. It cannot be said to be perfect."
To be able to retreat completely with such a big move, and to accurately comment on it, he is truly out of this world, and makes Que Xiu admire him with admiration. He bowed his head to the ground and said, "Please teach me, uncle!"
"Your master has trained you very well. It's hard to find two people with 'Blood Glaze' golden bodies in the world. Unfortunately, although your shield is strong, your spear is not good enough. You become a hero quickly, and it is difficult to become an old friend."
Que Xiu heard something strange in his words and asked, "Uncle, do you know my master?"
"Nan Xuan Bei Miao, your master Lai Wu's name was so popular that no one knew about it."
"But, my master is Lao Quetou, a disciple of Murong's sect."
"What you see is the appearance. Judging from the 'Sirian Wolf Formation', it must be him, there is no doubt!"
"But what grudge does he have with Murong? Does he have to resort to such a vicious formation?"
A hint of gloom flashed across Mr. Hou's face, and then he changed the subject: "You can follow my trick of 'immortal guiding the way'. If you experience it carefully, you may gain something."
This trick was extremely common, and everyone in the market could do it. He didn't know what his uncle meant. I saw Lord Hou move and his fingertips touched Que Xiu's throat. Que Xiu took a breath of cold air because he didn't see the opponent's move at all.
"You are not prepared. If you come again, you will still be 'immortal guiding the way'."
When the Marquis moved, Que Xiu quickly retreated and resisted with his palm force, but his opponent's fingertips still touched his chest.
"This is the first lesson I teach you. The same moves are easy to learn but difficult to master. It is even more difficult to learn and apply them accurately. Strength, speed, and timing are indispensable. There is no limit to learning and hard work. You It must be experienced carefully..."
Que Xiu bowed deeply and thanked him again. The Marquis smiled kindly: "Compared with Qingtian, I am more attracted to you. After all, we are both fallen people in the world. Of course, I also have selfish motives. The Marquis Mansion is surrounded by powerful enemies and is in danger. I will also rely on your strength... "
It was also misty and rainy, and the Yuhong Pavilion was leaning against the window of Tianxian Tower and looking out. It was raining lightly and there were few people on the street. The little maid put up the curtains and tidied the red bed.
"Miss, you are looking around so early in the morning. Are you waiting for someone?"
Her face turned red and her heart felt like a deer. It was an unintentional act, but now that it was exposed, she felt really nervous and frightened.
"If you really have someone you like, miss, you must tell him that he will come to your 'Xianlin Meeting' three days later on the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Maybe it will create a good story."
Yuhongting frowned, living in mist and rain for many days, lazily, time passed by inadvertently, and the ridiculous "Xianlin Meeting" was imminent. She told the maid: "Take my coat and oil-paper umbrella, I want to go out."
The little maid always obeyed her words, but this time she waved her hands repeatedly: "Miss, you can't do that! Mother has ordered that the lady should practice piano and dance before the 'Xianlin Conference', and she is not allowed to take a single step."
Hong Ting's face sank, "I'm not in jail, why should I be locked up by you?"
The little maid fell to her knees when she heard the sound, and two more people came in after hearing the sound. The three women were crying, which made her very upset.
"Mom said that if the young lady leaves, she will scratch our faces, buy a house, and never see the light of day for the rest of her life. Please have mercy on us, young lady!"
Yuhongting was so intimidated that she had no choice but to go into the gallery angrily and play the song "Rain Beats the Plantains". It was so messy that she was so angry that she raised her hand and knocked over the incense burner...
It was late at night and the rain had stopped. Yuhongting sneaked out of bed and had already put on night clothes. She secretly glanced at the little girl, who had fallen asleep leaning against the door. She was amused in her heart: "In the dead of night, who can stop me from flying freely?"
She jumped down from the window and ran on the slippery eaves. As she approached the red wall, suddenly a few cold stars struck from the side with lightning...
