The wind and snow are misty, and the winter is howling.
Thousands of cheers came and went in the martial arts arena in the East Outer City, and the sound of harsh swords floated in the cold wind.
In the field, Zhao Zhengli was dressed in a green cotton robe and held a purple Yang sword. He had fought with Yang Zhiming in a white cotton robe for more than a hundred times. The two men's vast energy and thrilling and dangerous moves showed off, making everyone watching the game excited. , the old emperor and the two concubines also stared at each other intently on the observation deck.
Outside the court, the sisters of the Bi family and Yu Xiaowei were sweating. Li Zhanyi appeared calm and composed, but in fact his mind never stopped for a moment. For those above the Grandmaster level, his moves and skills are not attractive at all. They mainly focus on comprehending the Taoist charm of others' zhenqi. , you can learn from it for your own use, and you can also ponder the way of the other party!
The aura of the Zhenxianfu Cave in Qiyun Mountain is no less than that of Qingcheng Mountain. Yang Zhiming is more than ten years older than Zhao Zhengli and has a more solid foundation in gongshen and creation. Even if Zhao Zhengli has the quality of a small heavenly being, he still has a hard time fighting.
Zhao Zhengli was sure that Yang Zhi Ming Dao Xing could compete with the Tubo Imperial Master. Qi Yunshan's "Tai Su Dual Realm" gave him a headache. Even though there were records in the Tianshi Mansion's attic, there was no core skill to guide them. The two people used the same moves differently. The effect is vastly different.
Therefore, Zhao Zhengli gave up all the Taoist classics he had read in the attic, followed his own experience against the enemy, and used all the Qingcheng School's thirty-six Tao and seventy-two battles.
It was also rare for Yang Zhiming to encounter his opponent's use of various forbidden Taoist techniques, such as "Ling Feng's One Hundred and Eight Slashes", "Three Steps to Immortal" and other never-before-seen techniques. He was even more anxious than Zhao Zhengli because the opponent At such an age, he is on par with him. Since he has been practicing Taoism for 20 years, when has he been so strenuous as he is today in the same realm? What's even more terrible is that this boy is actually at the peak of the middle grade, which is a grade lower than him, which is simply unacceptable to him.
The two fought until they were crazy. The huge martial arts arena was smashed by two lunatics. The onlookers were so excited that they forgot about their bets. The old emperor even walked out of the camp and stood at the edge of the observation deck. This fight was no weaker than that of the leaders back then. Soldiers marched to the north.
The earth-shattering battle ignited the whole place. The civil servants and the prince looked sad. The higher Zhao Zhengli's moral character, the more disadvantageous it would be for them. Grand Master Qi and Lord Jing also thought deeply with serious faces. After this battle, Zhao Zhengli's reputation is estimated to be even greater. Wang, several people are planning their future response strategies, because they don't want to let go of any clues about the traitor. In order to protect themselves and their family, they must kill all possibilities.
The prince Song Chaoyan was not aware of the concerns of Grand Master Qi and others. He was still thinking about when he had offended Taoist Zhao, and he could not figure it out after thinking about it.
Three hundred rounds had passed between the two of them on the field. Zhao Zhengli's true energy expanded, shaking away the snow covering several meters in a radius. He disappeared with one step and reappeared only a few steps away from Yang Zhiming. He swung his sword and struck, and the next moment Zhao Zhengli, who was wearing a blue cotton robe, appeared out of thin air.
The three Zhao Zhengli were exactly the same, and the onlookers were so shocked that their eyes widened in disbelief: "This...is this the Immortal Clone Technique?"
"He...is he really the reincarnation of the Qingcheng sect?"
The eyes of the three saints in the temple were startled. The great master's skills were astonishing. Naturally, he could see the clone whose true energy was weakened. Master Yuan Yi took off his cotton hat and touched the bald head with twelve ring scars: "How did this kid condense the true energy into his own appearance?" ?”
For the first time, a smile appeared on Tianshi Zhao's lips. He had silver beard, crane hair and kind eyes: "Perhaps he came from those Confucian schools! It also happens that his muscles and veins are smooth and thick, otherwise he would not be able to support such a huge amount of true energy."
Mu Fuzi stroked his beard and was puzzled: "As the saying goes, it is difficult to paint the bones of a tiger, and you have to pay attention to the basics to learn and sell. When did this kid learn the basics of the evolution of Qi in my Confucian Academy?"
The old Heavenly Master smiled and said: "The road leads to the same goal through different paths. The Qingcheng Sect's "Fearless" elixir has "One Way to Transform Ten Thousands". He exchanged the concentration of sword energy for the concentration of people, but it is extremely difficult. I wonder how he did it?"
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Yang Zhiming in the martial arts field showed a shocked look at this moment. Three green-robed Zhao Zhengli raised their swords to attack him at the same time. He slashed the middle one by instinct. Zhao Zhengli in the middle disappeared the moment the blade touched. He hurriedly switched the blade and slashed at the second one. , disappeared again, and a chill ran down his spine, because a cold iron-like blade was placed on his neck, the purple light was bright and alluring.
The snow is falling heavily again. In the eyes of the losers, it is like God is mocking them. In the eyes of the winners, it is like the cold winter is giving a velvet white quilt.
All the people who gambled on the off-site cried bitterly. Of course, some cried with joy because they got rich at nine times the odds, and some cried because they lost everything and had their hearts broken.
What's even more painful is the casino's odds at the Zhuangle Hall. The odds are compounded, such as two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two...it can be doubled. It can be thought of as nine times the city king's thousand taels of silver. One hundred thousand taels of snowflake silver, piled together, is whiter than the snow in the city, and it is also dazzling. This incident almost wiped out all the profits of the Changle Guan casino in the first half of the year. Even if the Changle Guan family has a great business, it is still painful.
The king of the city laughed heartily, hundreds of thousands of taels of silver was a lot of money even for a prince, and more importantly, it cost the prince a lot. This was more comfortable than hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.
The prince left gloomily.
The faces of the officials and ministers were not good-looking either. They intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the middle-aged man in the crowd.
Yang Zhiming's ending was worry-free and anger-free. He was very calm and no one could stop him, because he was already very strong. Unfortunately, he encountered the human demon who defeated the great master of Nanzhao.
But everyone ignored the age between him and the human demon.
There is another person smiling, that is the demon himself!
His five to six hundred taels doubled nine times; he had odds of more than 300,000 taels. The prize redemption table in Changle Hall was trembling as he counted the banknotes. At the end of this year, he, the banker, became the biggest loser and the biggest joke in history.
On the high platform, the old emperor stared thoughtfully at the young man in green shirt. Concubine Li saw that the prince's failure had to be blamed on Zhao Zhengli. Concubine Su, the mother of Prince Cheng, felt that the more Daochang Zhao looked at him, the more he looked at her, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Cao Yan served ginseng tea to interrupt the old emperor's random thoughts: "Your Majesty, the ginseng tea is getting cold!"
The old emperor took it absentmindedly and took a few sips. The smile on Zhao Zhengli's face when he was counting money reminded him of the dusty past, and he murmured: "It's so similar! It's so similar!"
The middle-aged man in the crowd who was occasionally glanced at by several civil servants clenched his fists, his eyes were angry and hateful. This man was Hu Nao, the general manager of the Qingguo capital of Changle Hall. He was encouraged by the capital's prince and party civil servants to increase the odds. , trying to anger Zhao Zhengli's psychological defense, but it failed and ended up being slapped in the face with a loss of blood.
Hu Nao took a deep look at Qingmianpao Zhao Zhengli who was counting the banknotes and stood up to leave.
There was a short break to welcome the next match. Song Maoling and Cao Yang from the Tianshi Mansion overwhelmingly defeated Cao Yang. In the end, Cao Yang had to admit defeat. Because one grandmaster was at the middle level and the other was a small grandmaster at the peak, there was no suspense about the outcome.
There will be competitions later, and they are all at the peak of the Little Grandmaster. Compared with Yang Zhiming and Zhao Zhengli earlier, the comparison is completely trivial. Fortunately, all the assessments are over soon, and the top three are Zhao Zhengli, Zhang Baishan, and Song Maoling.
As for Yang Zhiming, he has exchanged the Huangshi seat with Zhao Zhengli. Although it is unfair based on his strength, the assessment is like an iron law. If you are not satisfied, you will have to give in for half a year. If you have grudges and resentments, you can take back everything that belongs to you in June next year. There is competition. Only by making progress can we make progress. This is the ultimate goal of assessment!
At this moment, the National Preceptor Office has begun to select the top three.
Zhao Zhengli returned to the stands, and he did not go gambling again. It was not that he was satisfied with the money he had, but an old problem; he did not understand the strength of the Imperial Prefecture. The Bi family sisters were happy to see him back and congratulated him. Yu Xiaowei and Li Zhan were also present along the way. One day, Yu Xiaowei could no longer hold back her curiosity and asked him about his last trick of the clone technique. She asked with admiring eyes. Even Li Zhanyi pricked up his ears to listen. .
He cleared his throat under the expectant gazes of four pairs of people: "Unify your mind, your mind, your body and your body, and then try to separate yourself, and that's it!"
"..."
"...It's too profound and I don't understand it very well!"
Several people were confused, but they still understood the meaning with serious expressions.
Zhao Zhengli turned his head and couldn't hold back his laughter. The three beauties realized later that they were being teased by him!
He hurriedly said in a serious tone: "There are so many people here talking, how can it be convenient? I really want to learn how to go to my mansion tonight and let me teach the unity of mind and heart first! How about it?"
After saying that, he did not forget to show that he is a good person.
Yu Xiaowei may not understand very well, and Li Zhanyi pretends not to understand, but why are the Bi sisters not aware of his ruffian nature? Bi Rou may know it well and not point it out, but Bi Yu is not used to it, and bluntly said: "I guess the mind and heart are united." If it’s not achieved, the human body will be unified first!”
Birou's pretty face turned red, and she hit Biyu cleverly, implying that she was just like the bad Taoist priest, regardless of the occasion.
Li Zhanyi rolled his eyes at the bad Taoist priest. It turns out that this guy has no integrity, and even the two sisters who used to be innocent have become seriously polluted.
Yu Xiaowei asked in confusion: "What is the unity of the human body?"
Everyone was dumbfounded. She glanced at Zhao Zhengli, who had a wicked smile on his face, and the three other people, whose faces were as dizzy as red clouds. She understood instantly, and glared at the bad Taoist priest with crimson cheeks: "They say that old people are not serious. You are young and don't learn well." , What dirty thoughts are there in your mind!"
The bad Taoist leader innocently spread his hands and pointed at Biyu: "This Taoist didn't say that the human body is one. She said it. Of course she is the bad one!"
Biyu said anxiously: "Hey! Why are you pushing on me? My sister and I know your naughty nature better than anyone else!"
Taoist priest Zhao refused to admit it and continued to quibble: "Are there any bad guys who can protect their bodies like jade? If they are really bad, how can you two still be here and mess around with me? Since you have said so, my name can't be empty. When I go back tonight, I will be the bad guy." For the crime, remember not to lock the door.”
Biyu said she couldn't win and rolled up her sleeves: "Whoever is afraid of you? You don't have to wait until night, I will let you take the title now!"
After saying this, he was about to pounce on the bad Taoist priest, but was pulled back by Birou and Li Zhanyi. Taoist priest Zhao was so frightened that he backed away again and again. The people watching the excitement fell forward and backward with laughter. Several handsome men and beauties were flirting and flirting, which was better than performing martial arts. The fight scene is much more exciting!
"..."
Yu Xiaowei, Li Zhanyi, and Birou, the three women have dark lines on their faces.
I'm afraid it was embarrassing today, and it will probably be gloomy after the screening by the National Preceptor's Office. The showdown between the last nine of the three saints in the temple was scheduled for the next day as usual. The four beauties got up and fled from the place of trouble.
Song Maoling came over with a puzzled look on his face and asked the bad Taoist priest: "Why did they leave?"
Zhao Zhengli said meaningfully: "They have gained a lot today; they will go home to understand and digest!"
Song Maoling seemed to understand, and everyone around him suppressed laughter.
