Chapter 41: Sitting and Turning into a Turtle's Breath

Li Yuanhao walked in front of Liu Qing and was condescending, Liu Qing straightened up, supported his knees with both hands, and struggled to get up, Yu Qing kicked him again, and the grassland talent knelt on the ground again.

"You like others to kneel in front of you so much, showing your status and dignity?" Liu Qing simply stopped getting up and landed on his knees, but his tone was full of mockery.

"No, you're mistaken, what I hate the most is the prostration, and my self-title, and my bright yellow. Li Yuanhao said.

"This is not like what His Majesty the Emperor should say and can say, it is too hypocritical. Liu Qing snorted coldly.

"You can choose not to believe it, all things are born, all people are born as human beings, everyone is equal, and the basic rights given to people by God are the same, even I have no right to deprive them. As for getting you to kneel, it's purely because I hate you, and you kneel in front of me and make me happy. Li Yuanhao said.

Liu Qing hated itchy, looked up at Li Yuanhao, and was just about to get up, but Yu Qing had already raised his feet.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late" Liu Qing said with a stiff neck.

"Slap, slap", two crisp sounds, Liu Qing left two slaps on his face that Yu Qing opened the bow left and right, and he didn't know if the little eunuch did it on purpose, he shook his wrist and muttered in a low voice, "It hurts!"

Liu Qing, who was holding a pig's head, breathed fire with his eyes: "Stinky eunuch, Lao Tzu will kill you one day!"

This time, Yu Qing didn't get angry, nor did he move, wiped the stone bench with his sleeve, and bent down to wait for His Majesty the Emperor to sit down.

"Where did you learn this dog-legged style, it's really annoying, it won't be that little palace maid Xuan'er who taught you. Li Yuanhao shook off Yu Qing's hand and sat down.

Yu Qing smiled and didn't answer.

As soon as Li Yuanhao sat down, a little maid brought a pastry, and a few little maids couldn't help but peek at His Majesty the Emperor, their faces turned red, and they were a little reluctant to leave.

"Liu Qing, if you want to suffer less sin, if I ask you, you better answer truthfully, of course, if you want to deceive me with words, it's not impossible, if I know the truth, your sin is definitely much more serious than the lies you have said, life is better than death is a very good word, I like it very much, I hope you like it too." Li Yuanhao said.

The way she spoke was so annoying, Liu Qing thought.

"If you want to ask about the broken sword, you don't have to, because I don't know. Liu Qing frowned and said.

Li Yuanhao shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the broken sword, what I want to ask is" Stretched out his hand and pointed to several corpse demons and Murong Ke: "How did they do it?"

Liu Qing was stunned, then raised his head and laughed: "If you want to concoct it in the same way and form an army composed of corpse demons? However, I advise you not to even think about it, my Divine Pavilion has mastered the secret method of corpse demons, but why only make five corpse demons, it's not that I don't want to, but it's too difficult. ”

"You don't have to worry about what I want to do, you just have to say how to do it. Li Yuanhao opened his mouth and said, looking at Liu Qing's eyes straight through his heart.

Liu Qing pondered for a moment and said: "If you want to refine the corpse demon, it is definitely not something that can be completed overnight, first of all, the body of the corpse demon must be a master of cultivation, and it is a master who attaches equal importance to the muscles and bones, not the higher the realm, the better, the master once said that the breath of the pavilion masters of the Shenji Pavilion has been passed down from generation to generation, and there must be a body like a golden stone, otherwise it will not be able to bear the majestic breath at all, and it will explode directly and die." When there are many masters today, my Hun God of War Tuoba Longye, Northern Wei Hongxiguan, Han Xianba, Western Chu Zhao Xuanji, Southern Liang Kong Dao Buddha, Zhan Tianyou, are all excellent materials, if the corpse can be refined into a corpse demon after death, the combat power will only increase, not decrease, but Wei Mocheng in the Northern Wei Dynasty, Kong Jun porcelain in the Southern Liang, and Su Mingchuan in the Western Chu may have a higher realm, but due to the addition of luck or the reason that the body is not strong, it is not suitable. Having a body like a golden stone is only the first step, so that you can embroider spells, pour molten iron, and polish them with herbs to remove the smell of corpses. and then through the secret method to recognize the master, and temper it for a long time, it can be regarded as a successful corpse demon. ”

"So, you entered the Divine Pole Pavilion and started this group of corpse demons to mingle?" Li Yuanhao said.

"I don't like the word "gangster", as if I have a problem with my lifestyle. Liu Qing sighed faintly: "I have been in the Divine Pole Pavilion since I was a child, these five corpse demons have been refined for a hundred years, from my master to my master, I have no intention of letting the corpse demons recognize the master, the reason is" Liu Qing suddenly stopped, do you want to tell the secret that the master and the master are afraid of corpses, so that the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty will laugh at it?

"Since it's so troublesome, then you can just draw the runes on the corpse demon's body. Li Yuanhao pointed at Murong Ke and said, "What about him, what is his situation?"

In the early spring breeze, Murong Ke sat aside, dressed in white like snow, spotless, his hair fluttering in the air, like a living person, this is a face that is almost demonic like a ghost, and the end is extremely evil.

Liu Qing couldn't help but straighten his face: "His situation is extremely special, let's say he is dead, and there is a breath as thin as a gossamer, his body is not rotten or rotten, and he maintains elasticity." When Tiefutu sent his body to the Divine Pole Pavilion, the Divine Pole Pavilion was shocked. If I had to sum it up in one word, I would prefer to summarize it in four words. ”

"Sitting and turning into a turtle?" Li Yuanhao looked at Murong Ke, sitting and turning is a Buddhist term, saying that after the death of a high monk, the body is indestructible and unbroken, waiting for the gap in the heavenly path in the underworld, and Nirvana will be reborn. The turtle's breath is a kind of subtle breathing exercise, from the heart to the latent breath, from the true concentration to the turtle's breath, and finally to the ear.

"The Western Regions Lancamel Villa, one of the three uniques, Murong Feng, the cultivation realm is the pinnacle of the world, the title of Poison Sword Immortal is not given in vain, there must be a more mysterious method, let people hide in the sea of qi after death, and Murong Ke, as the young master of Lanluo Villa, Murong Feng is definitely willing to create a unique physique for him. Although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit a fact, except for those old monsters who have been famous for a long time, the first person in the combat power and realm of today's new generation should be Murong Ke, and everyone else owes a little fire, including me and you. Liu Qing said.

Li Yuanhao nodded and stood up: "In addition to these, is there anything magical?"

"Murong Ke broke an arm, and his chest was pierced by a sword, but his body entered the Divine Pole Pavilion, and the place where the broken arm was broken was as smooth as new, and the flesh buds grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the wound healed automatically, and the more peculiar thing was that Murong Ke's body had a strange aroma, and mosquitoes did not dare to approach. Of course, this point is the opinion of the benevolent, the wise see the wisdom, a corpse with a fragrance, it feels terrifying to think about. I can also expect that although Murong Ke's severed arm was left in the grassland desert, it should be intact at this moment. ”