"Junior brother, my good junior brother, senior brother loves you the most."
He Qingxian suddenly came over, with a flattering look on his face, like a girl in a brothel.
If you hadn't loved me and sacrificed your life to save me in the Chen family, why would I care about you?
Zhang Qingyuan just rolled his eyes at him and refused directly: "Don't even think about it."
"Why?"
"Do you know how big Mount Huashan is? Who knows where the people of nearly two hundred years ago died?
Shushan Huashan, and those martial arts people who want to reach the sky in one step have searched Huashan countless times. Have they found a hair? "
Zhang Qingyuan shook his head and said, "I don't believe I'm so lucky."
Half a year ago, he thought he was the Mr. Right, but since meeting this guy, he has become more and more suspicious that the Mr. Right has nothing to do with him.
The territory of China in this world is larger than that in the previous life, and Huashan Mountain is more dangerous and deeper than the Huashan Mountain in the previous life. Therefore, it is basically impossible to find a needle in a haystack.
The European Emperor's physique does exist, but Zhang Qingyuan doesn't believe he has it.
He Qingxian looked sad and sighed helplessly.
But he still refused to give up: "What if?"
"Oh, if you think something will happen to you, then go ahead and try."
He Qingxian gave up completely.
Zhang Qingyuan glanced at him, why do he always daydream like this?
Since ancient times, there have been countless masters.
There are countless people who have washed their hands in golden basins and retired to the world for thousands of years.
There are countless secret books, inheritances, and peerless magic weapons.
A secret treasure like the Starlight Sword might return to the world in a few years, attracting countless people to fight for it.
But finding these secret treasures depends not on perseverance, but on luck.
A lucky person can find martial arts secrets even after a fall.
Zhang Qingyuan suddenly remembered that he had read fantasy novels in his previous life. The hero could just buy a piece of broken stone at a street stall, and it would be a unique plug-in to enhance his strength.
I bought a short knife at the blacksmith shop in Songjiang a while ago, but this short knife is just an ordinary short knife.
Bora is not a dragon colt either. I have been teaching him how to speak for more than half a year and he can’t even count one, two or three.
he~tUi!
Therefore, Zhang Qingyuan had no intention of going to Huashan at all.
Three days later, everyone entered Shu.
In the land of Sichuan and Sichuan, there are many beauties.
Damn, what was I thinking?
Sichuan and Shu have been battlegrounds for military strategists since ancient times.
Moreover, there are many famous mountains and rivers here, so there are also many martial arts schools.
The most famous among them are Emei, Shushan, Tangmen, Jing'an Temple, Shenjian Villa, Nanming Shangqing Temple, and Nanli Holy Fire Sect.
There are six top sects in the spectrum.
Nine mountains, seven temples, five levels of Taoism, four villages, three swords and two knives.
The Demon Lord, the Holy Cult of the Eastern Evil Lord, and the Six Saints and Eight Immortals watch the tide.
The second of the nine mountains is Shushan Emei. Jing'an Temple, one of the Seven Temples, and Shangqing Temple, one of the Five-fold Path. Shenjian Villa, one of the Four Villas, is the leader of Nanming Lihuo, one of the Six Saints.
As far as this heritage is concerned, I am afraid that only Kunlun Mountain can rival it.
Even the Tang Sect was the top sect of the previous generation.
It has only declined slightly in recent years, but 70% of the world's hidden weapons come from the Tang Sect. Even if they are not included in the music score, no one dares to look down upon them.
Just after crossing the Yangtze River, we arrived at Luzhou City.
Luzhou City is very large. As an ancient city, its prosperity is no less than that of Songjiang Prefecture.
He Qingxian became nervous as soon as he entered Shu Land, and he grabbed Murong Qian's arm and refused to let go.
Zhang Qingyuan was not as anxious as he was. He took Li Qiuran's little hand and the two of them happily walked around Luzhou City.
In the city, there are as many people as there are martial arts people.
Many of them were wearing bright yellow clothes and had bright yellow turbans on their heads.
"Are these people from the Lihuo Cult of Nanming?" Zhang Qingyuan looked at these people and asked in a low voice, "How dare people from the cult dare to walk on the street so arrogantly?"
Li Qiuran nodded and explained: "Luzhou City has always been the territory of the Lihuo Sect. Shushan Emei and Shangqingguan have been encircled and suppressed many times, but they have never fallen. Forty years ago, the leader of the sect practiced Nanming Lihuo Dafa. After reaching the top, sects in various places are even more afraid to provoke him easily.
In the past forty years, the Lihuo Sect has grown stronger and stronger. In Shu, they and other sects have always been in a state of harmony. "
Murong Qian also said: "Although Nanming's Lihuo Sect is rapidly developing followers, their harm is not as great as the three families of Demon Lord Holy Sect Dongxie Lord.
Although the teachings they practice are not recognized by the sect, they are not enchanting. It is just the people who practice their teachings. The master calls himself the god of fire. He has an extreme personality and is prone to danger. "
Zhang Qingyuan nodded. In other words, people from the Lihuo Cult are prone to becoming insane.
"Nanming Lihuo Dafa can easily arouse desire and inner fire when practiced, and it is very easy to become possessed, especially those who have entered the first-class or master level.
Every now and then, a few crazy people appear, endangering the people and causing cholera in the martial arts world. "Tang Shiyun also added.
Seeing what she said so clearly, Zhang Qingyuan was a little curious.
Tang Shiyun added: "Our Hehuan sect women sometimes have an imbalance of yin and yang, so we will come to them to practice kung fu."
Don’t I understand it this way? It’s a strategic cooperation.
"In other words, there were too many Lihuo cultists who went crazy and harmed the martial arts world, so they were abandoned by the decent sect."
"That's true, but if you exclude the obsessive ones, they are actually quite cute."
After Li Qiuran said that, he pointed not far away.
Zhang Qingyuan looked in the direction of her finger and saw an old man pulling a cart of grain and struggling forward.
Seeing this, a believer pushed the old man away with an extremely arrogant attitude.
He took the cart and helped the old man pull it to the door of his house.
The old man seemed to have got used to it and followed him home.
Then, the believer helped him unload the food at home, curled his mouth and said arrogantly:
"If you can't do it, just don't do it. You don't know how to pray to God!"
The old man nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, thank you God of Fire, thank God of Fire."
"Hmph, remember, we Vulcans will help everyone!"
"Well……"
Zhang Qingyuan curled his lips.
Li Qiuran pointed to the other side again.
On the other side, a sister-in-law was lighting a fire on the stove outside the courtyard.
But the firewood was too wet, and it took a long time to light it but it didn't light up.
A Lihuo cultist pulled away his sister-in-law and said, "If you want to light a fire, please beg me. I am the God of Fire!"
The sister-in-law hurriedly stopped her, but the believer ignored her at all.
The internal energy gathered in the hand was hot and violent, and sparks flashed in the wind of the palm.
I saw him strike out with a palm, and the fiery internal energy turned into flames. This was the Lihuo Palm unique to their sect.
The flames burst into the stove.
Just a bang was heard and the stove exploded.
Exposed firewood also caught fire.
But this believer shook his head and said arrogantly: "No need to thank me, just thank Grandpa Vulcan."
I thank you, uncle...sister-in-law is almost crying.
The corners of Zhang Qingyuan's mouth twitched again.
Now I finally understood why Murong Qian said they were cute cultists.
"You see." Li Qiuran said helplessly.
Zhang Qingyuan also nodded helplessly.
He has a heart to be a god, but he does destructive things.
He calls himself the god of fire and has good intentions, but his attitude as a child was so arrogant that he could tolerate it.
But he did bad things with good intentions but didn't realize it when he was a child.
Not to mention that they will become obsessed with practice. Who knows what earth-shattering things they will do after they become obsessed.
"Is there no one to guide them?" Zhang Qingyuan asked in surprise.
Murong Qian shook her head and said helplessly: "It seems that Nanming Lihuo Dafa has some limitations. Even normal people will become a muscle after practicing it.
When a plague broke out in a small town, the Lihuo cult learned about it. They said that the God of Plague had descended to earth and that the God of Fire needed to take action to defeat the God of Plague.
Then, they went to that small town..."
At this point, Murong Qian paused and sighed.
"Then, they burned the whole town to the ground, which is why they were yelled at by various sects."
Zhang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes,
Madmen are not scary,
People who know martial arts are not scary either.
A lunatic who knows martial arts is truly terrifying.
"Let's go. In the past few decades, since the leader became the supreme leader, and he restricted the followers, nothing too extreme has happened."
"Um?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qingyuan was stunned.
"In other words, their sect's martial arts can only recover their IQ after they have mastered it to a great extent?"
