Dongting Lake.

Zhang Yang tried his best, and finally in the third pillar of incense, luck forcibly broke free.

The sweaty teenager collapsed on the ground. The left leg has been menstruated.

Zhang Yang rested for a while, did not dare to delay, was vigilant for a while, and decided to take a detour to Fangcun Mountain.

Under the waterfall, Shen has been waiting for a long time.

The belated Zhang Yang was like forgetting to put salt when he was cooking for the first time, bowing his head and feeling cramped and uneasy.

Shin didn't blame and didn't say much. Even he knew about the two roadblocks just now.

"Pass on a set of stick techniques, a book of pure heart tips, and a trick to escape. Shen didn't say much, and he didn't let the boy continue the compulsory course of jumping off the cliff, and began to teach kung fu techniques.

Zhang Yang was emotional and a little impatient.

Shen waved his hand and took off another "sticking talisman" on Zhang Yang's leg at the same time.

"Stick method, famous Qitian. With a stick, the strength is like a thousand pounds to press the top, the strength is like a sharp sword piercing armor, the luck is in the body, and the strength is in the heart. The so-called, to the sense, to the gas, to the force, to gather the force into force, to move the force, after the force of the force. ”

Under the waterfall, the young man struggled to move the long stick with great difficulty.

It's fucking heavy. Zhang Yang shouted in his heart.

The long stick is made of the branches of the ancestral tree of Mt. Sycamore. Holding a stick in your hand is itself an invasion of all evils, driving a stick and being able to fight ghosts and suppress demons.

Shen frowned, "Steady! Sit flat with both hands in fists, and stand with a thousand catties in front of the bow and back." ”

Shen instantly flashed into the waterfall and crashed out of Zhang Yang.

I saw Shen raise his hand and clench the middle of the long stick, and the tail of the cyan stick trembled. Under the waterfall, the golden-haired man wielded a long stick, "the stick door is shoulder-to-shoulder, the heart stick is one, and the strength is through the stick." This trick is called 'Xiangzi', the left is blocked, and the right flower arrangement ......"

The stick method of both power and ornamentation is called dazzling. He memorized as hard as he could, remembering technique, position, swing timing......

Shen's stick method can really be described as sending and receiving freely, as wishful thinking.

In the end, Shen Yi turned over, and the stick hit Zhang Yang's head from top to bottom, and finally hovered suddenly.

The tail of the stick trembled, leaving an afterimage continuously.

Zhang Yang stood with his eyes fixed, cold sweat flowing.

"I'll pass you a book of pure heart recipes. That bull-nosed old Taoist didn't even leave a complete door of his own, always thinking about some bullshit 'clean and natural' and 'following the trend'. Now that the Daomen is in a miasma, there are three 'True Buddhas' on the bald donkey's side, and the Daomen is only a half-hung 'Xiaoyaozi'. ”

Shen's words were open and moving. While begging for a large number of three clear and five old monarchs, he begged for forgiveness from the Bodhisattva Buddha.

"Heaven and earth are long. Therefore, those who can live long and long in heaven and earth can live forever because they do not generate by themselves. It is the body that comes after the saint and the body that exists outside. Not because of its selflessness. Therefore, it can become his personal ......", Shen was meticulous when he "preached".

When Zhang Yang was "enlightened", his mind was immersed, unconsciously, pious and sleepy.

On top of the flamboyant "heart mirror", there is a hazy image of a teenager, slowly condensing his figure. Sitting in a posture at the door, wearing a lotus crown, wearing a scarf, and wearing a Taoist robe "Tianxian Cave Clothes", there is a faint atmosphere of a master.

In the void of nothingness, the phantom of an elegant old man appeared. Looking at the teenager, a smile came to his mind. And then it was gone.

"Escape art, the name is close to the end of the world. It is most suitable for martial artists who are not good at spiritual power. But you can only teleport by yourself, and if you add one more, then you will have to bear the coercion of two people. ”

Zhang Yang thinks it's good, it's more practical than Miss's "shrinking talisman".

Shen taught the three miracle skills at one time.

You can practice well, and you don't expect to master it in three years.

Shin hung upside down from a tree, looking at the boy who was trying hard under the waterfall but kept falling.

Déjà vu.

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There was a popping sound in the "snub".

Then the pitiful woman's cry came out.

Qingqiu held a small cone "Bamboo Leaf Green" in his left hand, and trotted out with a cloak, a cyan jade pendant and a bell ringing around his waist. Wow whoa, no more crying.

Kui Xiangyang, who had been squatting outside for a long time, had straight eyes. I thought that I would let the shortcut who didn't have long eyes take the lead.

After running for a long time, Qingqiu finally sat down on the ground, tore off half of the "Spark Talisman" stuck to his body, and cried while tearing it. Naturally, he took a fragrant handkerchief inlaid with gold wire.

After being stunned for a short time, Qingqiu turned his little head and saw a smiling woman's face.

"Wow......"

Qingqiu cried even louder.

This made the Seventh Princess, who has always been rude and willful, at a loss.

I don't know how to coax girls, huh?

So he could only crouch beside him without saying a word, and also signaled not to let the servant approach.

She wanted to be alone with her.

Dark clouds piled up, and dull thunder sounded.

The Seven Princes mainly came to a Seiko oil paper umbrella of the "Seven Color Pavilion" in the south of the Yangtze River.

She held an umbrella for her and looked at her in front of her. The seventh princess, who was accustomed to seeing the prosperity of the world, felt that nothing was as beautiful and attractive as her in front of her.

If you can, don't finish this rain.

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On the Tiger Prison Mountain, the tiger's voice is not weaker than the rolling thunder.

The man in a splendid robe stood with difficulty, and in front of him was a fierce tiger with the word king on his head.

It is a remnant of the tiger's spirit.

Kui Yudong spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed towards the tiger for the sixteenth time.

Kui Yudong Lingwu has two weekends.

The spiritual realm is one realm lower than that of the fine phoenix, and it is the Xuanzi. But as a martial artist, he is the "true self" of the Six Realms.

In the past, it was with the help of treasures.

The current monarch of the Kuiyou Dynasty has exhausted his means and treasures, but he can't get close to the tiger.

Fang was pressed to the ground by the tiger's claws three times, and it was only a moment away from death. If it weren't for the fact that he had prepared a puppet stand-in, he had put together a close-fitting golden silk jade scale armor, and he would have dislocated half of his arm.

I'm afraid it's gone.

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Liangzhou and his party.

In the end, Lu Huanhuan left with the three tips given by the village chief.

Three questions from the village chief. Lu Huanhuan made three answers on behalf of Liangzhou.

"Liangzhou has always been more dead than alive. ”

"We will always guard the gate of Xiliangguan, always. ”

"Who said you can't live. ”

The village chief looked at the Liangzhou chariots and horses in the distance from a high place. On the uninhabited avenue, this team of people and horses seemed particularly lonely and unfamiliar.

They are already on a point of no return.

But Liangzhou will not look back. I will not regret guarding Xiliangguan for the people of the Central Plains for nearly a thousand years.

Even if the nerds in Jizhou write those articles that belittle Liangzhou, saying that "Xiliang and Xiliang are already one family, and they want to plot the beautiful Central Plains", "Liangzhou is very domineering on weekdays, and when it comes to fighting, how can it be that even the barbarians are invincible", "In exchange for my soldiers in Jizhou, I must let that monster retreat for a hundred miles".

Many stories of Liangzhou are destined not to spread to Kyushu and will not spread widely. It is not as "close" as those saints, the books and quotations of the Master, and the teachings of private schools.

Children can recite to Mr. every day, "At the beginning of a person, the nature is good, the sex is similar, and the habits are far away", "The time of the day is in the morning, and the time of the year is in the spring", "Reviewing the old and learning the new, you can be a teacher".

But they may never understand what "sex is inherently evil."

Because on the battlefield, there is no good or evil, no right or wrong. There is only life and death! The martial arts skills and movement habits of humans and demons will be swallowed up in the "busy traffic". The cool knife is very sharp, the demon body is very solid, and Liangzhou fights very hard.

But I am afraid they will never understand that the big season in Liangzhou is autumn, not the spring of the Central Plains "east wind and the south bank of the green river", not the summer of "infinite blue lotus leaves".

Because the Gobi Desert and desert in the southwest will become extremely bad, and the demon clan will be extremely ferocious, and the great cool in the northwest will usher in the most prosperous season of the year, with the grass flourishing and the horses and horses' hooves soaring!

But I'm afraid they will never understand that if they want to be the gentleman of Liangzhou Army, they must practice it.

Because only strategists who have mastered all the medium and large-scale cavalry battles in Liangzhou, are familiar with the art of war, climate, and environment, and have personally been on the battlefield and survived, can they become military divisions, master the troop scheduling of a battalion and an army, and arrange border guards.

Most of them in the east don't understand.

At the earliest, Lu Yiliang led 200,000 light horsemen to kill ten miles through the hinterland of Xiliang, and the ten-mile camp tent was blazing, like daylight. The Xiliang border shrank twenty miles, and the king of Liang issued an edict that Lu Yiliang was alive for one day, and Xiliang could not raise troops to cross the border.

Later, when Prince Lu was sick, Lu Qingbing divided into two ways and attacked the demon clan territory on a large scale for the first time.

First of all, Lu Qing divided his troops into 100,000 light cavalry, and half of the monsters fled north on the east and west sides of the "Cumulus Cloud" clan, and dispatched eighty percent of the archers of the Great Wall of Liangzhou. The dense group of "cumulus clouds" suffered heavy casualties. Liangzhou won a big victory.

Lu Quai, with 30,000 light horses, 10,000 heavy horses, 2,000 warriors with solid physique, and 200 Fu Gong masters, set up ambushes on the two roads where the "Gu Feng" galloped to help. Heavy cavalry set up obstacles, and the warrior blocked the fish that slipped through the net with the assistance of the formation of the Fu Gong Master, and the light horse harvested the good head. The "Gu Feng" clan, who did not have a tough body, was defeated and could not escape. Liangzhou won a big victory.

When it comes to the heavy "rock" family, it is too late, and it is only necessary to clean up the battlefield.

There's so much more to be done.

There is Lu Guiying, the female general of the Lu family, who is in charge, and the demon tide retreats seven times.

There are nine most famous "circles" in Liangzhou, which scared off 5,000 Liang troops to intercept food.

There was a battalion commander with a foreign surname, who led 3,000 pro-troops, faced the 40,000 Xiliang siege advance army, and held Changde City for a whole month.

The most recent is the third "West Liang" battle in which Shen Yongchao participated.

I'm afraid that those on the east side will not have a chance to understand in the future.

Never mind.

Because it's not necessary.

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A naked, snow-white body swims in Hongze Lake. Three thousand green silk, it is really tender like water.

Breathtaking.

On the shore was a mass of yellow clothes. The wooden box lies quietly.

There was a faint yellow light flickering around the clothes, which was a talisman formation that had been laid out.

The yellow clothes floating on the surface of the water puffed out their cheeks, slightly angry. Do you have to go with that nasty man? Do you have to wait for him a little longer?

The more Huang Yi thought about it, the more angry he became, like a frost and snow, his wrist slapped on the surface of the water, startling away the fish.

Originally, I was helping the patriarch's sister pass the word. According to the instructions, helping Liang Zhou was just the order of the patriarch's sister.

I don't know anything.

But you can't take him with you. The old man said that the thing was on that kid. By the way, I have to remind that girl, don't be deceived by this lame appearance!