Nanyue Choujun Caizhi Mountain, Li Er took a deep breath, looked into the south, and held his fists heavily to the blue-shirted scholar with a towering back, paying tribute to the distance.

In addition, the battlefield is too far away. Even if Li Er is a martial artist, he does not have the magical power of watching mountains and rivers after all. In addition, the battlefield on the old site of Laolong City has become chaotic and cannot be seen.

In his hometown, Li Er had drunk wine with Mr. Qi. At that time, Li Er did not expect Mr. Qi to come to the house. There were only a few bowls of bad wine at home. Fortunately, Mr. Qi didn't mind.

Although the scholar in front of him was actually no longer considered the real Mr. Qi, it did not delay Li Er from holding his fists to pay a greeting.

Li Er suddenly gathered and became a line and said to Pei Qian: "You must trust your master. He and Mr. Qi are both real scholars. They are not only good at repaying grievances with kindness. What's more, your master's lineage, the grievances of the previous generation have not been borne by the next generation."

The literary sage is the most reasonable.

The lineage of Wen Sheng is also the shortest to protect.

Mr. Wen Sheng protected his disciples, and even Cui Lu, the first disciple who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestor, defected from the literary context, the old scholar still protected his shortcomings and did not hesitate to imprison himself in the merit forest.

Mr. Qi protects his shortcomings, Mr. Zuo protects his shortcomings, and Mr. Qi's junior brother who recruits disciples on behalf of his master will also protect his shortcomings. In the future, the third-generation disciples of the cultural context will also protect younger generations.

If not, Li Er had seen the Zhengyang Mountain Moving Ape before, and had already punched him. Back then, the old beast was chasing Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao, and was rampant, and he stepped on Li Er's ancestral home. Li Er squatted at the door and sighed, worried that he would break the rules and punish his master, and would also cause trouble to Mr. Qi and Master Ruan, so he endured it. So the woman scolded the world, scolded him the most, and finally had to implicate Li Er's family. He went to the woman's house for a while

, I was so angry that I was surrounded by a lot of vegetarian dishes on a dining table, close to Li Er and his friends. Li Huai wanted to stand on the bench and pick up a chopstick and pick up a meat dish "far from the sky", and he would be uttered a few words about the lack of tutoring. No wonder he heard that your Huaizi was at the bottom of his school school. What kind of books are there? His mind is following his father and mother. At first glance, he was a loser in his studies. It would be better to go to the field to work earlier and try to be the long-term worker for a wealthy family in Taoye Lane in the future...

At that time, watching his son silently retract his chopsticks and put his butt back on the long bench, the heart of the honest man was almost broken. But after all, he was a relative of his family, and the four of him were still under the roof. He couldn't beat him, and he could not scold him. He really had to bite the bullet and have a big fight. In the end, it was not that his wife could not be a human being, so Li Er could only bear it. Fortunately, his daughter Li Liu ignored her and took an empty bowl, walked to her uncle and the other party's table, and picked up a large bowl of meat dishes and placed beside her brother. This made Li Er feel much better.

Pei Qian nodded slightly, and finally suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

If the master’s wife is the moon in the sky in the heart of the master.

Then Pei Qian knew very well what Mr. Qi meant to his master, which was his master never spoke to others.

Pei Qian had seen his master's state of mind twice, but Pei Qian never mentioned this to anyone. The master actually knew it well and never talked about her, and he didn't even give her a chestnut.

Pei Qian's mood when he returned from this long trip was a bit similar to the mood when his master returned from Shujianhu. He needed to go to Beijuluzhou, which was a strong folk custom, to suppress the dragon raising his head in the heart. Therefore, Pei Qian had to travel to the Nanyue battlefield as soon as he returned to Daopo Mountain. Anyway, on the battlefield, he didn't have to worry about right or wrong, right or wrong, there was no seriousness, and the more serious it was, the better, the enemy was alive and dead, it was very pure and simple.

On the battlefield of Jinjiazhou, Pei Qian's statement about "no one is in front of him" is becoming clearer and clearer. In fact, there are two situations. One is that if you learn boxing, you must be brave and let your strong enemy be ahead, and you will still dare to punch anyone, so you are invincible in front of you. This is the courage that a martial arts practitioner should have. In addition, if you practice martial arts, you must be extremely pragmatic and endure hardships. In the end, you will be handed down several punches and hundreds of punches. The enemies in front of you will die, and there will be no one in front of you.

Pei Qian gathered the sounds into a line and asked curiously: "This Zhengyang Mountain guarding the mountain is very high, and his fists are very hard?"

It doesn't look very similar. In the past, in Luopo Mountain, Pei Qian used various mountain and river residences and some mountain rumors to know that this old ape was famously unruly and arrogant. In the Zhengyang Mountain of the ten swords and ten sword immortals, they were too obedient and restrained, and seemed to have always wanted to become the first top five-level demon clan in Baopingzhou history? Since that's the case, he has not yet reached the fifth level, why is he arrogant and a throne monster like a throne monster? Can he secretly learn from his own Xiaomili's walk?

Just when she thought that when the master and his wife needed to work together to deal with this old beast when they were young and girl, Pei Qian was actually a little scared. Although he was not vague in his punches and had no obstacles to the peak of his fist intention, he would be a little scared.

Li Erxiao replied, "Make it, I could still fight with the vassal king Song Changjing by relying on his physical advantage. Don't underestimate it. The boxing intention should be higher than the sky, the boxing technique should be greater than the earth, and the boxing technique should have a normal mind. The combination of the three is the principle of boxing. However, this is what Zheng Dafeng said, and Uncle Li can't explain these principles."

Pei Qian nodded and said, "Uncle Li's boxing principles are all about boxing. Zheng Dafeng does say more truths, but boxing is not as good as Uncle Li. The master once told me privately that although Uncle Li has never read a book, the truth outside the book is very good, and Uncle Li has a better vision, because Uncle Li was the first person to see that my master has the qualifications to practice martial arts. He also wanted to give my master a Dragon King basket and a golden carp. My master said it was a pity that I was not lucky at that time and could not accept this gift, but Master was always grateful for it."

When Pei Qian talks about his master, his expression will naturally be softer and his mood will become calmer.

Li Er grinned with a simple smile, and there was no doubt that he was not good at seeing the straw sandals. Back then, he was the boy who looked at the other person. After all, he grew up when he was a child. When Chen Ping'an was still a child, he had a lot of dealing with the Yang family pharmacy. Li Er actually saw it. Sometimes Old Man Yang would ask Li Er to help him watch the child's up the mountain to collect herbs. As Pei Qian said, Li Er was the first person to value Chen Ping'an in Lizhu Cave Heaven. In fact, Li Er had a good impression of Pei Qian, this pioneer disciple of Chen Ping'an. The little girl respected his teachers and respected the Tao, and could endure hardships and succeed in learning martial arts. The higher the boxing technique, the less he punched, the less he would punch. Who would he look like? Like him, Li Er.

Wang Qiaosheng complained: "What are you two muttering? Zheng Yatou, think I am an outsider?"

Pei Qian smiled.

Wang Qiaoxiu asked, "Zheng Yatou, I really don't think about it anymore. Change the party and practice boxing with me? As my closed disciple, you will be the foregone conclusion of the martial arts god of Beijuluzhou."

Pei Qian shook his head and once again declined the old martial artist's kindness, "We martial artists, in our own way, we have the greatest enemy to be with us, and we do not seek fame."

Wang Qiaoyi was stunned for a moment and said angrily: "What is your master teaching you a bullshit?"

If Pei Qian was young, just by this bastard, even the eighteen generations of Wang Qie's ancestors had been digging her in her heart. Now Pei Qian just said calmly: "Senior Wang, Master said that today I am better than yesterday, tomorrow I am better than today, which is the real practice of boxing. Only with this kind of competition in my heart can I be qualified to compete with outsiders and with heaven and earth."

Wang Qiao exclaimed, nodded, and laughed, "It sounds like that. Isn't your master a scholar? Otherwise, how could he say such literary words?"

Pei Qian nodded and said, "Of course my master is a scholar."

Wang Fuju was a little regretful. He had a lot of kidnapped Zheng Qian as his disciple these days, but unfortunately the little girl was never moved.

This girl named Zheng Qian is amazing. She doesn't mention her origins of boxing skills. She is a martial arts maniac who seems to be ecstatic. She is always practicing boxing. After meeting Li Er, she took the initiative to ask for four strange and extremely strange immortal talismans from this Lion Peak Stop Martial Artsman. Looking at the light one, it is actually very heavy. Pei Qian posted it on his wrist and ankle to suppress his fist intention and strengthen his body. So at first glance, Pei Qian looked like a golden body martial artist who had never met a wise master after learning boxing, and even had to go through a stubborn and broke. Wang Qiaozi was very interested in the talisman. However, Li Er had a bad temper and said that he could not buy it for free. The premise was that he won Li Er's fist. If he won, he would be fine. Not to mention four, forty.

When Wang Qiaoyi thought of the unruly questioning boxing in the Lion Peak realm, he was so angry that he had a big headache. Forget it. Fist is afraid of being strong. A young man beats the master to death by random punches. What is the ability? I am very arrogant and tolerate the younger generation to be unrestrained. I will not care about you, Li Er, a young man with a physical and spiritual soul at the peak. Otherwise, if I was one or two hundred years younger, I would be more than ten punches from you, and I would not be able to get up to the ground again. It would be very relaxed.

Wang Qiaoxiu asked, "How old is your master?"

Pei Qian treats people with integrity, "I am older than me, younger than Uncle Li and Senior Wang."

Wang Qiao was very surprised and couldn't help asking again: "Is that he good at feeding fists at the bottom of the road?"

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "Of course!"

Wang Qiaozi asked Li Er: "Is there really such a young martial arts master in Baopingzhou? Why is there no news at all? Even the Aizhou has a girl named Axiang, and her reputation has reached my ears. Baopingzhou is so close to Beijuluzhou, and it should have been famous on the two continents."

Li Er said bluntly: "I don't know you, so I'll ask someone else to go."

Wang Fuju, the famous old reckless man, immediately became angry and rubbed his hands and said, "Li Er, come and fight?"

Li Er said, "Then he lie on the ground with three or five punches, humming and pretending to be dead?"

Li Er is indeed not good at chatting, and he is a good player in demolishing the Zushitang.

Wang Qiaosheng didn't mind fighting with Li Er, but now that there is Zheng Qian by his side, let Li Er and his horse go for the time being.

Pei Qian glanced at the white-clothed old ape from the corner of his eyes. He seemed to be in a bad mood? Very good, then I would be in a good mood. Zhengyang Mountain is like a cloud of sword immortals, right? Let's wait.

Wang Qiaosheng said regretfully: "It's a pity that our sword fairy wine friend is not here, otherwise the vision in Laolong City can be seen more clearly. The martial artist is not good at this, and he doesn't have those messy magics."

On the side of the Crown Lord's Mountain, the only thing that the martial artist can see clearly is the vision of the battlefield ahead of Nanyue.

In the pavilion, Chunqing quickly took out a pot of Qingshenshan wine and drank a sip of wine to suppress his shock. How could the Dali Dynasty, or the embroidered tiger Cui Feng, be able to completely refine the fortune of civil and military in the continent and finally turn it into its own use?

After all, the body of a mortal is hard to match the real gods. After this battle, it will probably no longer be the conclusion of the Taoist practitioners in Haoran.

The former golden armored god man, who was ten thousand feet tall, appeared from the accompanying staff, holding an iron mace, and an armored god man, holding a Dali standard battle knife, standing in the world without any warning. One left and one right, two armored generals, like door gods of a family, appeared in the center of the battlefield one after another, blocking the fierce collision of the demons who broke the formation like locusts crossing the border.

In fact, these two Wuyun gods who enjoy countless incenses on earth are the ancestors of Yuan and Cao, the two most familiar faces of the two surnames of Dali Shangzhu Kingdom. They are all in the continent, mountains and rivers, and are all the most familiar to everyone.

Two martial gods who are equivalent to the Ascension Realm said loudly almost at the same time: "Those who violate our country will kill them."

"Those who sway my mountains and rivers will be punished."

But what is even more incredible than this is the scribe in the blue-shirt who pressed the ancient god into the sea with a slap.

Another step was stomped down, causing huge waves, and stepped on the ancient god who seemed unparalleled into the seabed.

The high-ranking god who was visiting Haoran from the sky wanted to struggle to get up. The radius of thousands of miles was full of broken glass light, showing the shocking and terrifying combat power of this god, but was stepped into the deeper bottom of the sea by the scribe in the blue shirt.

The two armored gods were hit by the demon cultivators' countless magical powers and attacking magic weapons. Although they still stood firm, they still had some divine natures of all sizes.

Only the magic figure of the green-shirted literati in Laolong City completely ignored those offensives. Because he was in the hinterland of the battlefield where the demon army gathered, thousands of brilliant magic tricks and attacked the fierce mountain with thousands of heavy weapons. Simply put, the green-shirted literati could attack the remnants of the ancient gods, and even turned the glazed fragments of the long river of time into attacking objects, like sword boats that kept shattering, countless flying swords splashed and killed the demon army within a radius of thousands of miles, but the demon clan in the wild world seemed to be confronting an opponent that did not exist at all.

This scene made Pure You, who was far away from the battlefield, thrilling, and higher than the Ascension Realm? Isn't it the Fourteenth Realm? Logically speaking, even Cui Feng in the Ascension Realm would not be able to bear it. It's okay to say that the martial arts fortune is prosperous. The Dali Song clan's martial arts fortune is prosperous, and the two door gods of Yuan and Cao can be seen everywhere, covering the world of the world, but the cultural fortune is not something that can be filled with just a basket. It's too high for the realm of the heroes before they were alive. It's really too high, even that

All the sages and sages who are not worshipped by the four sages in the Tu Confucian Temple cannot do it. As for the four sages, including Wen Sheng, not only the sages, but the sages, the sages, the sages and the old scholars, of course, all have this "meaning". However, the three of them have their own paths, which is equivalent to cutting off this path. Otherwise, Confucianism would have used such means to fight against the wild world. One chief, two deputy chiefs of the Confucian Temple will be willing to do this. At that time, there will be one fourteen realms in Tongyezhou, another one in Fuyaozhou, and another one in Nanposa.

Chunqing took out another pot of wine and asked Cui Dongshan: "Do you want to drink?"

Cui Dongshan stood on the railing and laughed: "What wine do you drink? I'm drinking now. I'm already drunk to death!"

Cui Dongshan raised his arms high, jumped and raised his arms again and again, shouting, "My uncle is awesome, strong master, fierce master, and master is truly invincible..."

Chunqing knew it in his heart that it was indeed Mr. Qi. In addition to Liu Shiliu, who was the least visible and unrestrained, Qi Jingchun's two senior brothers were actually more famous. Cui Wei, who practiced swords very late but had the best swordsmanship in the world. Instead, Qi Jingchun, the old scholar liked the most, was more rumors on the mountain that had little to do with the depth of knowledge and cultivation. For example, Zheng Juzhong, the lord of Baidi City, was willing to take the initiative to leave the city for the first time and invite an outsider to go to Caiyun to talk about a game.

Cui Dongshan suddenly fell silent, turned to Chunqing and said, "Give me a pot of wine."

Chunqing threw a pot of wine to him, Cui Dongshan took off the mud seal, raised his head and poured wine into his mouth, and his face was filled with wine.

The blue shirt stepped on the land of the old site of Laolong City, Baopingzhou, and imprisoned the ancient high-ranking god at the bottom of the seabed. As long as the latter struggled to get up, he would get a kick, and his huge body would only sink deeper. The southernmost sea area of ​​Baopingzhou was swept by wind and clouds and waves, which made the originally orderly battlefield formation in the wild world cut off by him in half.

This scene made the old ape in white clothes on the top of Caizhi Mountain tremble with his eyelids and his fists clenched, and he almost showed his true body. It seemed that this would make him feel a little more at ease.

The figure of the scribe in the green shirt became increasingly vague, like a monk on the mountain who traveled far and far away. One of the Dharma figures first condensed the treasure bottle seal, then made the preaching, the fearless seal, the wish, the five seals of subduing demons and meditation, and then made 386 seals in an instant.

The literati in green clothes, like a Confucian saint, contains the heavenly constitution, but speaks the Buddhist saying: "It's a lion's chirping."

The precious light flows between heaven and earth, shining brightly and illuminating the ten directions.

Another scholar wearing a blue shirt pinched the Taoist magic tricks, with a total of 356 seals, all of which were talismans, and finally condensed into a thunder bureau.

The scribe raised his hand and spoke the word "thunder pool". The saint said the Dharma to follow, but he used the Taoist decree to revolve the secrets of heaven. A huge golden thunder pool appeared in the sky and was born.

This person is like a Buddhist saint who has achieved fruit and appears in the world, and also like a talisman Yu Xuan and the great master of Longhu Mountain, exerting his supernatural powers here.

The thunder bureau fell into the sea with a bang. Previously, it was confined to the remnants of the ancient god trapped in the sea with a pattern of mountains and rivers, and then refined it with a thunder pool of heavenly tribulation.

In addition, nearly 400 Buddhist seals, half of which took root one by one, made the dense army of demon clans disappear out of thin air and into small worlds.

The remaining half of the nearly two hundred seals fell in the vast sea between the two continents, with constant vortexes, which showed that the seabed made the monsters in the wilderness exhausted, either taking refuge in a crazy way or trying to fill the vortexes that broke the sea roads.

On the top of Nanyue Mountain, the old monk Chicken Soup shook his sleeves, and then the old monk suddenly tilted his shoulders and staggered, as if his sleeves were a little heavy.

At the southern end of Tongyezhou, at Yuguizong's Ancestral Mountain, a young Taoist priest smiled knowingly and sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Qi has a very profound attainment in the Five Thunders of Longhu Mountain. Just by detaining the Master of Liuli Pavilion, he can deduce the thunder bureau to this point. Mr. Qi can be regarded as a cademic god."

Chunqing started drinking again, and Master Shanzhu was right. There were mountains outside the mountain and sky outside the sky.

Pure young people are young, but thanks to the incense on the mountaintop of Qingshen Mountain and his own talent, they have learned a lot of knowledge and are also known for their pure magic. However, now that I have seen the methods of the Qingshi literati with my own eyes, Pure green is embarrassed. No matter how humble the girl who walked out of the Bamboo Sea Cave for the first time, how could she know the sky and the earth beauties early, the magnificent picture scroll in her eyes still made Pure green sway and feel ashamed of herself, and always feels that she will never be able to reach the Old Dragon City in this life.

Cui Dongshan laughed and said, "Miss Pure Girl, don't be discouraged. After all, I am my husband's senior brother. It's normal for him to have higher skills!"

Chunqing murmured, "That's too high, I can't even learn it."

Cui Dongshan carried a few sips of wine-friendly pot, moved his steps along the way, and waited until he leaned against the pavilion column before he began to remain silent.

Qi Jingchun is already in the 14th realm.

To combine the Tao, what kind of Tao, the right time, place and people? Qi Jingchun directly combines the Tao with the three religions of the Tao!
To be continued...