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She turned around to hide her unbearable emotions and pretended to be relaxed.
"Li, you thought you guessed it right again, but actually what I hate the most is..."
When trying to tell the correct answer.
Li Xingyun has become addicted to guessing.
He stepped forward and said confidently.
"Someone guessed what you were going to say."
The continuous interruptions made the corpse ancestor's patience reach its limit.
The general was so angry that he raised his nose and applauded Li Xingyun, then kicked down the door, put his hands on his hips, and shouted loudly to Ji Ruxue in the distance.
"Little girl, do you know his identity?"
Hearing this, Ji Ruxue, who was wiping the edge of her sword at the entrance of the courtyard, suddenly raised her head.
She still hadn't realized what was happening.
But Ji Ruxue was particularly curious about the identity of the bad handsome man in front of her.
Li Xingyun flashed outside the house at the speed of light, held up the wooden door, and invited the general back into the house.
In one breath, he immediately changed his attitude, bent down slightly, and offered a series of flattery with his hands clasped together.
"Senior's thoughts are as meticulous as the waves of a surging river, one wave after another."
The body bent down again and again as the words were spoken, extremely pious.
"One wave is stronger than the other. How can the juniors guess what the seniors are thinking."
He raised his head and looked flatteringly at the general who had his back turned to him and was still angry. He had a strong desire to survive.
"You are generous in giving me credit today. I wonder what this junior can do for you?"
Hearing Li Xingyun's 180-degree turn in attitude, the general was very satisfied.
She turned around and walked towards the other person with a smile on her face, looked at his lowered eyes, supported the other person's bowing hands with both hands, and moved back for a round.
"Aren't you very good at guessing? Keep guessing."
Li Xingyun felt miserable and continued to speak against his will.
"It was just a coincidence, I really can't guess it."
With a wry smile, he looked away, thought, and said subconsciously.
"I won't help you find other corpses..."
Before he finished speaking, the general, who could no longer bear it anymore, threw him over his shoulder and fell hard to the ground.
At the same time, the last word came out of his mouth, forming a perfect sentence.
In the room, two living treasures, Li Xingyun and Jiang Chen, came together, and what happened made the audience laugh and cry.
Outside the room, Ji Ruxue was leisurely and contented, immersed in her own little world and wiping her sword, unaware of the internal situation.
The two are in sharp contrast.
The scene changes.
In a small lake opposite the general's house.
The long green water flows, the sky is clear and there are thousands of dark clouds, and trees surround the river. Li Xingyun stood on a large rock and quietly admired the natural scenery in front of him.
Wen Tao emerged from the ground, shook off the dirt from his body, knelt on one knee, bowed his hands, and said respectfully.
"Commander."
The bad commander didn't look back, he remained the same and gave the order calmly and motionlessly.
"Pass my order to find the Qi Corpse Ancestor."
Wen Tao responded.
"yes."
Wen Tao took the task and left to do business.
The bad handsome man is still standing here, with no intention of leaving.
Under the scorching flames, he stayed like this from dawn to night, without moving even a moment.
In the quiet night, birds chirped and insects chirped, and the dark clouds on the water hid a bright moon, which fluctuated with the wind, reflecting the reflections of countless trees.
The bad handsome man just stood quietly, looking at the gurgling lake in front of him, silently reciting the passages from Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art.
"The place to practice Kung Fu should be chosen as a yin place. As the saying goes, you should feel the cold moonlight when singing at night. Mountains in the north and water in the south are called yin."
My thoughts go back to when I first started studying this magical book.
Li Xingyun carefully looked at the wording in the book, and found that it was quite difficult to understand.
He held on for a while, then finally gave up, turned to look at the generals who were stirring the boiler beside him, and protested weakly.
"Can we write some human words? Corpse Ancestor, at least let people understand."
The general said casually, pointed to a random place with his hand, and explained simply in vernacular.
"Just find a place with water and wait for the moon to come out."
Li Xingyun's eyes returned to the book, his face full of confusion.
"What about this mountain?"
The general didn't think there was any problem, so he continued to stir the boiler and knelt down confidently.
"I'm not allowed to rhyme."
After a simple conversation, Li Xingyun had an epiphany.
He looked at the contents of the book again, with a light expression on his face, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Yeah, I understand."
With that said, he closed the magical power, stood up and left, intending to try practicing now.
After taking a few steps, he remembered something important and stopped.
He turned his head slightly and glanced at the general who was all focused on the boiler. He frowned and spoke seriously.
"Oh, by the way, before practicing this skill, Corpse Ancestor must promise me something."
The generals who heard this were very unhappy.
She took a breath, stopped her movements, looked at Li Xingyun, and reminded him.
"You are asking me to do something."
Li Xingyun blurted out.
"Then I won't practice."
He firmly grasped the Corpse Ancestor.
She didn't expect Li Xingyun to say such words, and was stunned for a moment.
Then a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he let go of the spoon, straightened his back, dragged one hand under the elbow of the other, and said in a rare compromise.
"tell me the story."
Li Xingyun's tone dropped and he changed his tone, reminding the other party.
"There is something, please remember to return it to me."
Hearing this, the general's eyes suddenly opened wide. He was dressed in pink, with only his light brown eyes as a special embellishment, which was really beautiful.
She squinted her eyes slightly, chuckled, looked at the manicure, and responded coquettishly.
"I know, I will pay it back."
After hearing the satisfactory response, Li Xingyun nodded and asked the next thing thoughtfully.
"Also, when Jian Guo practiced, did it go well?"
Hearing this, the general was surprised again and couldn't figure out why the other party knew about this.
Li Siyuan and Li Xingyun have always been at odds.
He helped Li Xingyun and taught Li Siyuan how to practice martial arts. Outsiders would not be able to understand his emotions and reasons.
But he was always cautious in doing things, so how did the other party find out?
She was silent and did not answer, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.
Seeing that the other party was silent, Li Xingyun had no intention of ending this sensitive topic so easily.
His voice became colder, and he spat out four words through his teeth.
"What are you planning?"
The general had his own plans for doing this. He was not a bad person and did not need to explain everything to Li Xingyun.
She quickly adjusted her emotions, turned around and looked at the other person, there was something in her words.
"Practice your skills well and survive first, the rest."
As he spoke, the tips of the index finger and thumb of his right hand were placed at the corner of his mouth and quickly moved to the other side, reminding Li Xingyun not to talk too much.
This conversation with the general Bai Ri is still vivid in my mind, but the memory ends at this point.
Back to reality.
The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and a full moon exuded a bright and flawless cold light, overlooking the entire land.
The moonlight fell coldly on the bad handsome man who had already walked into the lake, with only half of his body exposed.
He has been waiting for this moment for a long time.
The bad handsome man looked at the moon that had appeared in the book, slowly closed his eyes, and started the journey of practicing the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art.
Under the cold moonlight and the cold lake water, feeling the subtle connection between everything in the world, the bad handsome man took a deep breath and exhaled.
Slowly open the arms from top to bottom, and converge towards the chest to form the Tai Chi hexagram posture.
At the same time, he did not forget to recite the formula silently.
"There is Xuantian in the nine secluded places, and there are nine secluded places in the upper and lower realms. They do not agree on each other but they are the same. Life and death are illuminated."
The hands kept moving, changing into various postures, and undercurrents surged around. Gradually, a transparent body condensed between the hands.
"It captures the yin and half captures the soul. It has no form and no body. Black and white will never change. The sea of qi hangs in the mourning hall."
As the secrets from his mouth continued to come out, the transparent body condensed in the palm of the bad handsome man's hand dissipated.
The water of the lake turned up and down, black and white reversed, and the Jiuyou Xuantian Divine Art placed on the table in the distance quickly turned the pages on its own.
He has entered the state.
"Those who want to practice this skill must have hatred in their hearts, kill decisively, and cultivate their murderous aura."
The world of heavens.
Chen Guo, a full-time expert in the world: "Haha, this Corpse Ancestor is so fun. He was completely manipulated by Li Xingyun."
Tang Rou, the full-time master of the world: "I thought Li Xingyun had changed, but he is still a funny guy at heart."
Ye Xiu from the world of full-time masters: "Li Xingyun's life is really good. There are so many people helping him, and he also got the secret book."
Marquis of the Bad World: "Well, General, you are still so funny. It is indeed you."
General of the Bad World: "Are you so good? How serious are you?"
Bad World Yinggou: "Both of you are not serious. You can make a fool of yourself at fifty steps."
Bad World Drought: "Aren't you three the same?"
(End of chapter)
