Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 317: Li… Li Qinglian?
"It's finally here!" Ji Zhong rolled over and dismounted, looking at the tall city wall with a smile. The blowing snow hit Ji Zhong's face, and he just felt like a spring breeze was blowing his face.
Ji Zhong took the reins and walked into the team entering the city...
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"The one hundred and eleventh episode, Deng Shizai defeated Jiang Boyue, and Zhuge's birthday betrayed Sima Zhao..." Chen Luo wrote the title of the chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" today. , for many people, "Three Kingdoms" is over. But Chen Luo is a principled and responsible author, and he still has to keep writing!
After all, there are still Three Kingdoms calligraphy waiting for him.
At this time, Luo Hongnu hurriedly opened the door of the study, and said with a happy face: "Master Hou, Master Ji is here."
"Xiao Ji is here?" Chen Luo's eyes lit up, he quickly put down the pen in his hand, and ran to the living room.
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"Xiao Ji! Xiao Ji!" Chen Luo shouted all the way and ran into the living room. He saw Ji Zhong standing in the hall with a solemn face. When Ji Zhong saw Chen Luo, he also smiled. Thinking of something, he quickly stood up again, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed: "Guard Ji Zhong, I have seen you!"
"What is the etiquette!" Chen Luo stepped forward to help Ji Zhong up, hugged him warmly, and looked at it carefully, "Yes, I have really taken care of my body."
Ji Zhong smiled bitterly and said, "With your orders, how could Steward Lu dare to give me sympathy, and allow me to leave the city only if I don't see any injuries!"
Chen Luo nodded, patted Ji Zhong's shoulder, a stream of red dust entered his body along Ji Zhong's shoulder, Ji Zhong did not resist, and allowed Chen Luo's red dust to swim in his body for a while circle, and then escaped from Baihui Point.
"Two hundred and eighty-six acupoints!" Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, he is indeed a genius, how long has it been since then!
"The entry threshold for blood body transformation into supernatural powers is 280 acupoints, Xiao Ji can already complete the transformation." Chen Luo thought to himself, and it was a little strange, how could Xiao Ji suddenly progress so rapidly?
"When Zhongjing was recovering, he often fought with Dafu." Xiaoji said with a smile, "He is a target, and he is all Taoist defense tactics, so... I realized the second trick of the new nine swords——"
"Broken!"
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On the Sword Pavilion.
Nowadays, with the increase in the number of people in the martial arts in the city, Yingjie, who has come from behind, has continued to emerge. In addition, countless barbarian spiritual materials have been invested in the physical body. At least in Dongcang, at least three thousand miles of Tongtian Road, martial arts have appeared and Confucianism and Taoism go hand in hand.
"Nowadays, it is obvious in the martial arts that the four of them, Ren Ji, Adamo, Song Wuji, and Su Qianqian, are obviously superior to the others. As long as these four people don't fall, they will also become giants." A Confucian scholar shook the paper fan lightly, looked at the Sword Discourse Monument, and pointed the country.
"Hey, I want you to tell me." A martial artist took a sip of wine and said, "The martial arts institute is opened, and it is divided into inner and outer courtyards. All four of them are admitted to the inner courtyard. Each martial arts school in the inner courtyard has a The Dingding warriors are called 'Wuding'. Among them, Ren Ji Ding Xiaoyao, Adamo entered Shaolin, Song Wuji went to Wudang, Su Qianqian palmed Emei. If you follow Hou Ye and drive the Wanlitongtian Road, you will become an ancestor in the future. exists."
"I don't know if martial arts have the effect of increasing lifespan." At this time, a Taoist pondered, "The strength of the Meng family head and the Li family head are not weak, but they are quite old and have not been able to. If they can be like the inner courtyard, their potential in the future is limited. If martial arts are like Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism, and they also have the effect of increasing lifespan, they can go further."
Another Confucian student shook his head: "Difficult... Confucianism can only grow to the realm of Great Confucianism. I don't know about Buddhism, but it seems that Taoism has such an effect when it reaches the realm of Daojun. Martial arts... even if Yes, it will take nine thousand miles."
As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded in approval. The reason why everyone listed the four Ren Ji as the first grade of martial arts at present is because they are young enough to wait.
"Are there any newcomers who stand out recently?" A warrior seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little heavy and changed the subject.
"Most of those who are capable are stuck on the third floor. At present, the four Wu Dings are all attacking the fifth floor, but no one has succeeded so far."
"No way, the more you go, the fewer people there are, but the stronger you are, the higher the chance of matching, so..."
The martial artist didn't finish his words, when suddenly there were bursts of exclamations from outside the Sword Pavilion, and everyone quickly looked out, only to see everyone surrounding the Sword Stele, discussing a lot. On the Sword Stele, a name suddenly appeared, and then the points continued to rise, increasing steadily!
Everyone looks at it—
City Lord's Mansion, Ji Zhong!
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On the third floor of the Sword Pavilion.
Daoist Beifeng stood on the platform.
Few days ago, he lost to Ren Ji, and the innate source energy in his body was emptied. As a result, he has been reciting the Taoist scroll for the past few days, making up the innate source energy that had dissipated in his body.
Finally, it's full!
For Ren Ji, Bei Feng admired and admired him, but if he summed up the battle, he felt that he still underestimated the enemy. If you come to me to face off, you won't necessarily lose!
Of course, the most unbearable thing for Beifeng is that his senior brother, Taoist Chou Yu, successfully entered the fifth floor from the fourth floor yesterday, and has been showing off in front of him for twelve hours.
The scholar is right, it is bearable and unbearable!
Today, he is sad and has to enter the fourth floor first, and then break through the fifth floor.
He's one last fight on the third floor.
The tragic wind swept through the Confucian and Taoist disciples present, and they did not think anyone was their opponent. As for the martial artist, he didn't look at it.
In his heart, Ren Ji is the strongest!
At this time, the chime sounded in Lunjian Pavilion, and a figure slowly emerged in front of Bei Feng.
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"Huh? This is... just coming up from the second floor?"
"Good face, I have never seen..."
"Look, the name came out, Ji Zhong... hiss, the City Lord's Mansion!"
"What? City Lord's Mansion? I remember that the last warrior in the City Lord's Mansion was Miss Su Qianqian!"
"Is it the secret weapon of Lord Hou?"
"Wait...Ji Zhong? I remembered, it's Lord Hou's guard! Isn't he a Confucian disciple?"
"My God, my clan brother is on the second floor, he said he was on the third floor and swung his sword seven times in total!"
"That is to say, a sword fight?"
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Bei Feng looked at Ji Zhong in front of him, his eyelids twitched slightly.
He bowed to Ji Zhong: "Pindao sad wind, polite."
Ji Zhong nodded and said in return: "Ji Zhong!"
Bei Feng didn't say any more, he heard the people in the audience talking.
One sword and one?
Either the sword is fast, or the sword is strong, the main one is stability.
With the thought in his mind, Bei Feng burst out with innate source energy, and once again condensed the radiance of Tai Chi.
Behind the wind, I don't believe it, and I can meet a second person who knows the Great Law of the North.
Ji Zhong looked at the sad wind shrouded by the radiance of Tai Chi, his eyes strange.
This move, he is in Zhongjing, when chai chopping!
"Brother Ji, if you can't think of a way to decipher Tai Chi's radiant magical powers, Pindao advises you..."
A cold light suddenly appeared, and Ji Zhong put his sword back into its sheath.
"Assignment!"
Beifeng felt a chill in his heart, and lowered his head, he saw that his robe had been cut open. If the other party moved forward a little further, it was probably his chest that was cut open.
Sorrowful wind froze in place: This is... the end?
Brother, I've advanced to the tournament!
Why do you always match me with this kind of person!
There are countless Taoist grandmothers, this is the second game I lost?
If you lose one more game, then go to the second floor?
It's not fair!
At this time, an ethereal voice came from Lunjian Pavilion: "Ji Zhong, win!"
Beifeng looked at Ji Zhong helplessly: "Brother Ji, I also read Wuhou's novels! Is that a trick? Why don't I remember it!"
Ji Zhong was expressionless and said, "Know the white, keep the black."
"Broken Dao, Dark Light!"
"I created my own..."
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In the city lord's mansion, Chen Luo was in a cheerful mood, looking at the pictures in Lunjian Pavilion.
Luo Hongnu sat aside, gave Chen Luo a bowl of fruit brew, and said with a chuckle, "Master Hou, you are too much."
"Young Master Ji is the one who killed the Master, you let him fight Lunjian Pavilion!"
"Isn't it too bullying?"
Chen Luo took a sip of the fruit brew: "What's wrong? Xiaoji is at the orifice cultivation realm, and he didn't even reach the blood promotion realm!"
"It's three thousand miles away, and it's legal fishing, so how can you say it's fried fish!"
"Who made those Confucian and Taoist geniuses so arrogant."
"Xiaoji, come on!"
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Under the sky.
This is the core area under the barbarian sky, and the magnificent palace complex that cannot be seen at a glance shines with the brilliance of the barbarian moon.
A second-rank barbarian hurriedly walked into a tall and beautiful building, walked through corridors full of exotic flowers and plants, and finally came to a secret room filled with all kinds of weird symbols.
In the secret room, there was a skeleton of a savage beast left behind. Five women in white robes sat around the skeleton, exuding the aura of a first-rank great savage master. The second-rank barbarian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down respectfully.
"Meeting the sacrifice, the Barbarian God Palace has sent the imprint of the sky of the human race Lang Feixian, I hope our Barbarian Palace can restore the other's appearance."
Speaking, the second-rank barbarian master held a strangely shaped transparent container with both hands, and there was blue energy floating in the container.
"Hmph, if it wasn't for Lang Feixian killing a son of a barbarian god, I'm afraid the barbarian **** wouldn't have personally captured Lang Feixian's mark."
"Okay, it's not easy to collect the imprint of the sky, and it will be counterattacked by the sky. I'll finish the errand first."
"That's right. My teacher is still curious about what that Lang Feixian looks like? I heard that so far, even those who fight against him can't remember what he looks like."
"Today, the truth will be revealed!"
A first-rank great barbarian master pointed at the transparent container, the seal on the transparent container was undone, and a stream of blue energy floated out, and then the five great barbarian masters simultaneously held down the limbs and heads of the remains of the wild beasts on the ground. ~IndoMTL.com~ Above the remains stood a phantom of a ferocious beast.
The phantom of the wild beast took a deep breath and inhaled all the green energy into his nose, then raised his head, flashing light, and looked upward.
A ray of light appeared in the sight of the phantom of the beast.
It was a tall and thin man with loose hair, with a few strands of hair obscured in front of him.
He held a long sword in his left hand and a wine jug in his right hand.
The five great masters seemed to be burned almost at the same time. They lifted their palms from the remains of the beasts, and saw that everyone's palms seemed to be slashed by sharp blades, creating a deep wound.
"Impossible! Impossible!" One of the great masters exclaimed, "It can't be him!"
"Li Qinglian!"
"He's been dead for hundreds of years!"
"Impossible!"