"drive!"
"Oh...oh~"
wind sound,
birdsong,
There are also vocals.
A man is riding a horse and walking on a country road.
There was silence all around, but Zhang Qingyuan was leisurely and contented.
He bought this tall horse the day before yesterday. It is only two years old this year. According to people, it should have just entered the youth stage.
Having no choice but to accept the inheritance from the Black Lotus Sect branch, Zhang Qingyuan exchanged all the banknotes for silver coins. Together with the jewelry, it weighed dozens of kilograms.
Carrying dozens of kilograms of weight by yourself is simply physical work.
So he bought a horse, a maroon horse with a lush mane, just what he wanted.
Zhang Qingyuan also named the BMW Bora.
Because in his previous life, his first car was a Bora, so he gave the horse such a name. It should be regarded as a memory of his previous life.
It was the afternoon, Zhang Qingyuan was sitting on the horse, looking at the beautiful scenery between the mountains and forests on both sides.
"Tsk tsk, this is a national scenic spot, this is real nature."
There is no pollution at all. The wild grass half a man's height sways with the breeze, the branches of weeping willows hang on the ground like hair, cicadas chirp and birds chirp in the forest.
While sighing at the natural scenery, Zhang Qingyuan picked up a notebook to record.
Nothing else, what was recorded was his improved martial arts in the past few days.
The inner strength and mental method, "Sanqing Shenjue" was improved by him and became "Yin Yang Wuji Gong", which has been recorded in the book.
The Qing Kung Fu "Treading Wild Geese Chasing Snow" was improved by him into "Climbing the Clouds and Ascension".
There is also the body technique "Jade Clear Lotus Step". These are all the family assets he has accumulated and must be recorded in the book. In the future, he will establish a sect, recruit disciples and teach, all of which will belong to the family.
There is no end to the knowledge of martial arts.
That's why he wanted to learn extensively and go to other Taoist sects to exchange and learn from each other's strengths.
Martial arts are not static, even Yin Yang Wuji Kung Fu can be improved.
To sum up the wisdom of the predecessors, as the saying goes, if three people are walking together, there must be a teacher.
However, Zhang Qingyuan admits that he is not a martial arts fanatic. While pursuing martial arts, he should also appreciate the scenery along the way.
So he was not in a hurry about the trip to the Taiyin Palace, and just walked and looked around.
Put your luggage on the horse, sit on the horse yourself, hum a tune, eat delicious food, drink fine wine, record inspiration, and enjoy the scenery. This is life.
So leisurely and contented, I don't know how much better it is than when I was a social animal in my previous life.
After taking a sip of water and counting the time, he began to calculate the distance.
"The Taiyin Palace is in Qizhou in the east, eight hundred miles away. With my current foot strength, I will have to walk for at least half a month."
He muttered to himself and looked down at the pony on his crotch. He didn't know who was more durable between you and Chitu.
During the Three Kingdoms period, Red Rabbit was the best horse in the world.
Caressing the horse's back, Zhang Qingyuan said: "Baolai Baolai, you have to be nice to me, because your master will be famous all over the world in the future."
Baolai seemed to understand his bragging, hummed lowly, and continued to walk forward.
Zhang Qingyuan smiled, BMW befits a hero.
He once again took out an empty notebook from his bag and began to think about the art of swordsmanship.
My master created three swordsmanship secret books in his life, "Jade Pure Golden Immortal Sword", "Thirteen Swords of Pure Light", and one "Twelve Styles of Killing Immortals".
I have to say that the names my master gave to martial arts are quite good and domineering.
Zhang Qingyuan had already mastered these three sword techniques. He clutched the brush, put the tip of the pen to his mouth, and began to think about the sword techniques.
Even though he had watched a lot of martial arts movies in his previous life, he still remembered many of the lines, and he could speak many kendo theories in a catchy way.
But being able to memorize formulas and being able to use formulas are two different concepts.
He understands the truths such as "the only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is fast" and "it can move like a rabbit if it doesn't move like a mountain".
But how to use it in practice has not been figured out yet.
Although Zhang Sanfeng is highly talented, he is not a monster.
It took him a hundred years to master the peerless martial arts of Tai Chi and Tai Chi Sword.
After thinking about it, he fell into a trance. I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Qingyuan suddenly came to his senses.
When he lowered his head, he saw that all the ink on the brush had been taken into his mouth. The pony also stopped by a small river, lowering his head to drink the river water.
"Bah!"
He quickly turned over and dismounted, stood by the river and looked down, only to see that his lips had been dyed black with ink.
He smiled helplessly and said: "This problem is not good and must be corrected."
After driving the horse aside to graze, Zhang Qingyuan began to wash his lips.
Lie down by the water and wash carefully.
While I was washing, I suddenly heard the sound of a bell coming from far away.
After thinking for a moment, he stood up and wiped the water stains from his face.
Even Bora stopped eating grass and looked over there.
Not far away, a bay-red horse was walking towards this side. There was a bell hanging on the horse's neck. When the horse walked, the bell swayed in rhythm and made a sound.
But what attracted him was not the bell or the horse, but the person on the horse.
That's a woman,
It was a woman wearing an apricot-yellow robe.
The Taoist robe covered the horse's body and hung down on its belly. The hem of the clothes fluttered gently, trembling. Half of the hair on the top of her head was raised by hairpins, and the other half hung down on her shoulders. She held a whisk in her hand and placed it on her arm.
This is the Way of One Kun.
Taoists have their own names, men are called Qian Dao and women are called Kun Dao.
Taoist nun is not an honorific title, it is disrespectful to female Taoist priests.
Zhang Qingyuan's eyes were attracted by the woman in front of him. She was extremely beautiful, with cold eyes, bright eyes and white teeth. She was unparalleled in beauty, her fair skin was shiny and delicate, and her lips were like pure water drops.
This kind of beauty is even more attractive than Chen Ling'er, who became friends with him a few days ago...
It's just that there's a smell in her eyes that doesn't allow strangers to approach her, and her slightly thin figure feels particularly thin.
He is more than 20 years old, but he has the vicissitudes of forty years old.
In an instant, Zhang Qingyuan felt a little empty. It was time to find a girlfriend.
He looked at the woman, and the woman looked at him.
Wearing a Taoist robe, he is young but full of Taoist charm. Toshiro's face is somewhat romantic and free, and his temperament is somewhat lazy and natural.
It has the charm of a Taoist and a bit of the uninhibitedness of a swinger, which is very contradictory.
Which Taoist priest is this?
The woman frowned slightly and carefully observed his every move.
Facing her wary gaze, Zhang Qingyuan smiled, raised his hand and saluted: "Sanqing Taoism, Taoist name Qingyuan, Zhang Qingyuan has met Taoist friends."
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is so beautiful!
To hell with all the gods and powers.
With her looks like this, even if she was just a vase in her previous life, she would have conquered the entertainment industry.
This is the real way to look back and smile with all your beauty. The pink and white in the Sixth Palace are colorless.
There is no need to look back and smile, even if she doesn't smile, Sixth Palace Fendai will be eclipsed.
The sun sets in the west,
The sky is filled with red curtains.
The breeze blows,
The grass grows and the orioles fly.
In this beautiful and moving scenery, a Kun Dao and a Qian Dao met.
The woman frowned even more. She looked at Zhang Qingyuan with a look that she was very familiar with. It was a look of admiration.
Ignoring Zhang Qingyuan's opening introduction, she was disgusted by this kind of gaze.
Xiao Ma passed by him, and Zhang Qingyuan was stunned for a moment.
Is it so rude to be ignored?
