In the carriage, the fur of all kinds of strange beasts covered the floor. A small incense burner was filled with blue smoke, and a special fragrance filled the entire carriage.

A charming beauty with only tulle and graceful posture chuckled and leaned against Lin Nibai's body, feeding wine with her mouth: "Second Master, you seem to be afraid of that young master Lan."

The woman exhaled like orchids, her voice softly, and her five fingers kept wandering around Lin Niubai's body.

"One dragon, one immortal and one martial arts, how can I not be afraid of the genius who is known as my elder brother?" Lin Yibai lay on the bed, half hugged the woman, and sighed:

"Few thousands of miles from Longjiang, I'm afraid I'll be able to crush me to death with a gentle pressure."

The external scene combines the spiritual phase, and the strength of the spiritual phase is closely related to the external scene. It can be said that the choice of the external scene determines the potential and strength of the spiritual phase.

His outlook is just a dragon descendant, but the blue daffodil comes from Longjiang for eight thousand miles. The gap is so big that it can no longer be described in words.

"That's only temporarily. Second Master's spiritual appearance is one step closer and turning a dragon into a dragon. Isn't it the master who controls the clouds and water and suppresses him?"

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, but she seemed to be well-versed in martial arts practice.

"People always like to listen to good things. Chu'er, you are telling lies, and I like to listen to them too. Yuan Duxiu is telling the truth, but I don't like it, and he wants to kill his whole family."

Lin Niubai smiled.

But he knew that his spiritual appearance could turn a dragon into a dragon, and that the blue daffodil came from Longjiang for eight thousand miles, and it started from endless mountains in the west and reached the vast ocean in the east, and it could reflect the sun, moon and stars.

It is the most powerful spiritual figure in the world.

"The second master is decisive in killing, and I admire him very much."

Chu'er flattered her meaning, and saw that Lin Yibai's face was rosy, she whispered: "The name of the Blue Narcissus and the Uncle has rarely left Taiyimen in the past. I don't know why I came back this time?"

"Ha ha."

Lin Niubai smiled: "If Chu'er asks others, I'm afraid that Dingtian City will not know. By chance, I know it."

"The Second Master is really good at hand and eyes and has great magical powers." Chu'er compliments and then ate a mouthful of wine.

Sure enough, Lin Niubai was extremely proud:

"He came to Longjiang to connect to Wujin Mountain in the west, but to the south, but it was connected to Qianshan. It is said that there was a mansion left by an ancient powerful man in Qianshan. An elder in Taiyi Sect calculated that he specially sent the Blue Narcissus to come..."

As he said that, Lingjiu seemed to have fallen on his head, Lin Yibai fell on the bed, as if he had fallen asleep.

"The mansion of the ancient powerful man?"

The woman named Chu'er slowly stood up, wiped the corner of her mouth, and her eyes flashed.

Not everyone can call the word "power"? Looking at it today, there are only the leaders of the holy places of various sects. Some sects dare not even say that they are powerful.

The mansions left by such existence are of high value, which is naturally self-evident.

She glanced at Lin Niubai, who was sleeping heavily, and was not afraid of him waking up. She scraped off a little powder from the secret "Drunk Dragon Pill" of the sect and mixed it in the wine.

Not to mention Lin Niubai, even if it was Blue Narcissus, she could find it even if she asked herself.

Because this "Drunk Dragon Pill" was originally a pill refined by her senior "Destroying Love" in ancient times to capture the ancient dragon.

"It's cheaper for you."

Chu'er looked at Lin Yibai hatefully. The "Drunk Dragon Pill" is not a poison, and it can even be called a tonic. Of course, she felt sorry for Lin Yibai.

"But I have to notify the door..."

She whispered in her heart, and wiped it from her waist, took out a bronze mirror, and gently tapped her fingers, and a light like a wave of water flashed across it.

Then, a dark cave appeared.

In the dark cave, a man in black was in it, not at all noticeable. Chu'er glanced at it, but his body trembled: "Fa, Brother Fa?"

"Ahem."

A voice of Fa Wu's forgiveness came from the darkness: "Who are you?"

"Chuyue, junior sister Chuyue, Fa, Senior Brother Fa, are you injured?"

Chu Yue's face changed.

Fa Wuhe is one of the true disciples of the Taoist Taoist Destroyment. He is powerful and has extremely fierce methods. He is a ruthless character of the younger generation.

Who can hurt him?

"If there is any healing pill, please send it to me quickly."

The sound of Dharma without mercy disappeared, and the darkness disappeared on the bronze mirror.

"Send elixir..."

Chu Yue hesitated slightly. Although the Dao of Mieqing is a demon sect, there are also guarding and helping each other in the demon sect. If you know that your fellow disciples are in trouble but don’t help each other, it is a taboo thing.

After hesitating slightly, she glanced at Lin Weibai, calculated the time he was sleeping, and then she turned her body gently and disappeared silently from the car window.

Swish!

Just as Chu Yue'er disappeared, Lin Yibai, who thought she was already sleeping, suddenly turned over and sat up, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Slave Slave."

He spoke gently.

Huh ~

Before he finished speaking, a figure was already standing in front of him.

The man was wearing a black mask, his only eyes were exposed, as narrow as a knife, and his eyes were cold and fierce.

"You heard it all?"

Lin Yibai spoke lightly, not at all drunk.

"I heard that the second young master did a good job."

The black-clothed knife slave nodded slightly: "The old slave will report to the master what happened here."

"Um."

Lin Niubai kneaded his eyebrows. The medicine from Chuyue was correct. At this time, his head was still aching. If he hadn't been prepared, he would have fallen.

The sword slave was about to go out when he suddenly asked, "The second young master said there is a powerful cave in Qianshan. I don't know where to hear it?"

"Hahahahaha."

Lin Niubai chuckled and then laughed: "If I weren't afraid that she wouldn't believe it, then the cave in Shan Shan would be the cave in the kings and princes!

Hahaha!"

The sword slave was silent and disappeared into the chariot.

.........

Wow~

In Lanshui City, a small courtyard next to the downtown city, An Qisheng lay on a small rocking chair with his legs raised, looking through the information compiled by Sanxin Lan Lingtong.

This little blue-skinned monster is very considerate and passes all the information onto a book as big as a palm so that An Qisheng can read it.

The first thing that comes to your eye is the beginning of martial arts.

The martial arts practice in this world has the saying of "conquering Qi to refine the body" and "external scenes to combine spiritual appearances". If you don't say this step, it is just to bury the muscles, bones and skin, and you can't be considered a practitioner.

The step of refining the body is the real beginning of practice.

When you reach this level, no matter what the shape you are practicing, you will have at least the power of nine oxen and two tigers. This is just the beginning. For example, Yuan Duxiu's "Twelve Wind Dragons", when you are perfect, you will have the power of twelve dragons, which can pull mountains.

For ordinary people, the shape that Yuan Duxiu trained was already very good, but An Qisheng obviously didn't think so.

"'Prespect the Qi to refine the body'''Outside scene combines the spiritual appearance'..."

He murmured to himself slightly, looking at Yuan Duxiu, who was practicing boxing after his hands and feet were recovering, and wanted to teach his basic martial arts:
Chapter completed!