Ordinary people may not know Zhou Qi's name very well, but people in the national art circle are gradually familiar with it.

Not for anything else, just because the opponents defeated by Zhou Qi were too dazzling. Especially Mu Jingtian, Yang Yi, and Xia Buxin, these are currently well-known figures in China. Although Zhou Qi is not Xia Buxin's opponent now, it is because of Mu Huanglong that he finally escaped. But no one would doubt Zhou Qi's combat effectiveness, and no one would doubt his strength.

Not to mention anything else, it is a miracle that it can hold on to the hands of Shabxin for so long.

Looking at the back of Zhou Qi leaving, Lu Yao was thoughtful, but he couldn't help but chase after him, as if he wanted to ask the doubts in his heart.

"Please wait a minute, I have something to say. ”

Lu Yao stopped Zhou Qi a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, since you are Master Zhou Qi's apprentice, then you must have a way to meet Master Zhou Qi, right?" I really want to meet him, and they all say that he is stable Yang Yi, I really want to see how strong such an excellent person is when he falls to the ground, can you help me arrange it?"

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect his female fans to be so crazy.

Although he is very indifferent on the surface, in fact, his heart has long been happy. He is still very happy to be able to attract girls so much. It's just that he really doesn't have much interest in Lu Yao, and he just wants to help, and he is just happy to go. Zhou Qi frowned slightly, lit a cigarette, and waved his hand without thinking about it.

looked at Lu Yao seriously, "Little friend, you should also understand who my master Zhou Qi is, there are many people to meet every day, does he have to meet each one in person?" I understand the thoughts of you martial idiots, but I'm sorry, now the girls are playing cards with him, but if you can become a master, maybe you can meet him." ”

In order to prevent Lu Yao from continuing to entangle, Zhou Qi was talking nonsense with a train in his mouth.

Li Zhiyun rolled her eyes beside her, but she didn't expect a little girl from other places to worship Zhou Qi so much.

But think about it, after all, she has also seen Zhou Qi shoot, and it is indeed very good and powerful. What made her want to spray rice even more was that Zhou Qi was so relaxed and confident that a few words made Lu Yao's face red, and he didn't dare to continue. She secretly laughed in her heart, Zhou Qi was even more hooligan than the real hooligan.

Sure enough, Lu Yao's pretty face suddenly turned crimson, and he also knew that his request was a little abrupt, so he didn't continue to ask.

Li Zhijun enjoyed the comfortable time with Zhou Qi very much, although she knew that it was difficult for her and Zhou Qi to really be together, but even if the two of them were shopping like this, she felt very happy. She never had the luxury of being able to stay with Zhou Qi for a long time, but if she ...... If she could really live together, she felt that she would be the happiest woman in the world.

Seeing that Lu Yao finally retreated, Zhou Qi laughed. patted Lu Yao on the shoulder and left here.

Several of Lu Yao's classmates also recovered from the shock at this time, and hurriedly ran to her side to discuss excitedly.

"Lu Yao, you are too powerful! With your skills, the position of the president of taekwondo is yours!"

"What nonsense, I think Lu Yao should go to the World Fighting Championships, and he can definitely win the ranking......"

Those people kept talking, and Lu Yao just responded a little absent-mindedly. Even the memory of their next trip to shopping is not very clear, and now her mind is full of pictures of Zhou Qi's shot just now. It's too shocking, and the road is simple. She couldn't tell which sect Zhou Qi's moves were at all, but she seemed to be able to see the shadow of the Ten Thousand Things Fist Technique.

However, because the opponent was a little hooligan, Zhou Qi did not give full play to his true strength at all.

Even three or four percent of his skills were not brought into play, and Lu Yao did not see Zhou Qi's strong and thunderous side.

So she didn't doubt what Zhou Qi said, and in her opinion, what Zhou Qi did just now was not at all like what a martial arts master should look like. In her impression, martial arts masters like her father and their martial arts masters all have a condescending attitude, looking at everyone as if they are inferior to themselves.

Zhou Qi is stronger than her father, so she must be on a higher shelf than anyone else.

Not to mention that Lu Yao was thinking about whether he could see Zhou Qi, he had already returned home at this time, and the sky was getting dark.

Li Zhijun stayed at Zhou Qi's house and had dinner together, and then drove back to her residence by herself. After Zhou Qi put Zhou Qingqing to sleep, he stood on the balcony and was slightly distracted. The moonlight sprinkled and shone on his face, and Zhou Qi felt very comfortable. He suddenly had some belief that there might really be a spirit monkey in ancient times, born by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Bathing in the moonlight and practicing is not unheard of in history, but it is rumored that there are some special methods that only those who have attained the Tao can know. Moonlight is a mysterious and mysterious thing, and it itself cannot increase cultivation, let alone temper the body. Bathing in the moonlight is more about spiritual promotion, and it is a cultivation method for the heart and mind.

Zhou Qi just stood in the moonlight, as if all time had stood still.

After an hour, he suddenly felt refreshed, and his eyes were clear.

"Moonlight refining gods, and even blessing the true god of Baoyue, are all things that have been recorded in the book. ”

Zhou Qi lit a cigarette and muttered, "In ancient times, there was the worship of the moon god and the god of wine. Two completely different methods of alchemy, but the final result is the same path. And so on, whether it is Tai Chi, Bagua, Draping, Eighth-level Boxing, etc., even if there are many sects, but in the end when you practice to the ultimate realm, the effect is actually the same. ”

Zhou Qi's words are not wrong, no matter what kind of kung fu he has, when he practices to the top, it is actually the same.

At Zhou Qi's realm, no matter what sect's moves, as long as he is allowed to watch them once, he can basically practice them.

This is not stealing martial arts, but he himself has stood at a height. This is also why Lu Yao can't see Zhou Qi's boxing routines, and he doesn't know which sect's moves he mainly cultivates. Because Zhou Qi no longer needs to shoot through the stake and starting hand, he can do it with his hands, and every move is a killer move.

It is precisely because of this that Lu Yao feels that there are thousands of shadows in Zhou Qi's boxing techniques.

Gradually, he felt the secret of seeing God, but the feeling on his lips was indescribable.

Now that the feeling of whim is gone, Zhou Qi no longer deliberately pursues it too much. He slowly took out a painting from the bookcase. The painting is of a majestic dragon, each of which is almost lifelike, and is divided into eminence. Soaring clouds and mist, the five-clawed golden dragon is vivid, as if it is about to jump out at any time and swim in the void.

This painting is not from the hand of any famous artist, but by Zhou Qi himself.

It's like Xia Yiruo's way to impact and turn her strength into strength is to write. And the better the kung fu, the better the handwriting. It's not that the man's handwriting skills are good, but that his handwriting can convey the spirit. Coupled with the daily practice and monthly practice, if the master who sees the gods is not bad and writes a word now, it is definitely Mobao, and many people will pursue it.

The same is true of Zhou Qi's painting, which is very lifelike and unforgettable.

But the most amazing part is the dragon's eyes. There was no embellishment.

It turned out that Zhou Qi wanted to emulate the ancients to put the finishing touch, but what Zhou Qi used to put the finishing touch was not the brush in his hand, but his own eyes. He closed the bedroom door, closed the curtains, and hung the painting on the wall. He sat cross-legged across from the painting, concentrating, staring into the dragon's eyes.

This is not only a method of cultivating the spirit, but also a method of refining the body.

This method is also the inspiration he got in an ancient book, the water is clear, there are no fish, and the ancient masters would often bring a basin of water and put it there to read. If you can really "see" a lively carp, it means that you have practiced kung fu at home. It's not a madness, and it's not a hallucination.

The cultivation of the mind and mind is always full of mysteries.

Therefore, Zhou Qicai specially painted this five-clawed golden dragon, ready to use his own eyes to put the finishing touch.

Strange to say, the room that was originally as dark as ink suddenly seemed to bloom with a bright light. It was Zhou Qi's eyes, and it was the eyes of the five-clawed golden dragon. Gradually, the dragon's eyes became more and more obvious, and it gradually seemed to have charm. The beard seemed to be fluttering in the wind, and it was about to fly out at any moment.

And Zhou Qi was also sweating profusely at this time, his face was a little red, and there was not a trace of steam on his body.

He forcibly locked the vapor and steamed it inside him, closing every pore.

If anyone were here, they would be very surprised. Because when he reaches a realm like Zhou Qi, unless he encounters an opponent of comparable strength, he will not leave so much sweat. What's more, he hasn't made a move yet, he's just looking at such a painting. The scene is even more shocking and unbelievable.

I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly, Zhou Qi noticed that the tricks behind his head were a little hot.

This position is the second inch of the entrance of life and death.

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhou Qi couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. He knew that his idea was right, and it was feasible to hit the threshold of life and death by "putting the finishing touch" on it. But he also knows that nothing can be done in a hurry. Now that there are signs of being able to impact, every day, he will definitely be able to break through this hurdle by himself.

The east was white, and the sky gradually began to brighten, and Zhou Qi also closed his eyes and began to meditate to refresh his spirit.

Zhou Qi has been doing this for a long time, and it is not until today that he has the feeling of breaking through the second inch of life and death. This feeling is not easy to come by, and he also wants to digest it. Now northern Jiangsu has no opponents of its own, and the same is true for the whole of southern China. His real opponents are only Yang Yi and others, and he is not bad.

Since there is no opponent, then create an opponent and simply find the answer in the ancient books.

After meditating, Zhou Qi felt that his experience was extremely abundant, and his body was unprecedentedly comfortable.

At his current state, ordinary grains are of no use to him, and the feeling of fullness is not very strong, unless he eats a lot more than others. But that was a bit too shocking, so he basically took Yi Nian Dan to satisfy his hunger now. And the Yi Nian Pill he took was, of course, specially improved.

"It seems that it is going to happen after all. ”

Zhou Qi's eyebrows moved slightly, he already sensed what was about to happen. The expression is very indifferent, but the heart is a little surging. Only when there are challenges can there be breakthroughs, and only then can there be opportunities to break through the threshold of life and death.

Ever since he fought with Shabsin, he knew that only by practicing in life and death could he achieve God's infallibility. If you blindly practice penance, it is very difficult to enter that state quickly. He was reluctant to follow the path of those people, because there were not many opportunities left for him. He didn't want to wait until he was fifty years old to see Xia Yiruo, so what was the point?