Wang Ziqiao was completely speechless, he is really a folk master, it is rumored that he can become a great grandmaster by brushing the pot, and he can practice peerless knife skills by selling meat, this Liu Baozhu seems to be higher than the great grandmaster, and his cultivation is at least the peak of the fifth level, and he is faster than the old guy in the middle of the sixth level.

"How old are you?" Prince Joe said tentatively.

"Twenty, I've been begging for fourteen or fifteen years!" Liu Baozhu seemed to be worried that Wang Ziqiao would dislike his lack of qualifications, and replied in detail.

At the age of twenty, he reached the peak of the fifth level, which also made Wang Ziqiao speechless, this girl is definitely a one-in-a-million martial arts wizard, and he practiced it in a daze, and he didn't even know the way of grading, people don't know too many moves, maybe they just made those few moves over and over again, but they can all be called martial arts stunts, which is also too grassy.

But think about it, if anyone can insist on running for more than ten years, they can almost practice the footwork of chasing the sun, right? Of course, the stone that was carried and slept by him, carved with the magic of fighting cattle across the mountain, definitely played a great role.

"You're so high-level, why don't you find something to do? Still asking for food? Wang Ziqiao said curiously.

"Aren't you also very good at kung fu? Why do you continue to ask for food? Liu Baozhu rolled his eyes.

Prince Joe was speechless.

"And what are your plans for the future?" Prince Joe asked, and the two chatted as they walked.

"I have been observing you for a few days, I see that you seem to be a monk, your smile can be passed on to me, so that my mood is also good, and I will recite poetry, although I don't understand what it means, but I feel very good, I have admired cultural people since I was a child, especially cultured beggars, it is even more difficult, so, I decided to take you with me in the future, we are brothers, and we want food together! What do you think? ”

"Okay, then do you know that the Ludao Martial Arts Conference will be held soon, otherwise, let's go west together and walk to Kunlun Mountain, it's almost time for the martial arts conference to be held!"

"Hehe, how do you know what to do? Is there really a martial arts? Liu Baozhu put one arm on Wang Ziqiao's shoulder and said with a smile: "Can you tell me about the masters in the martial arts?" ”

"This? It's hard to say, for example, that Li Qingfeng is a master in the martial arts, he is a Maoshan warlock, flying to the sky, and his cultivation is very terrifying! ”

"It turns out that the Taoist priest is from the Maoshan faction? I don't know if there are any beggars in Ludao, if not, then let's be the leaders of the beggar gang, right? What do you think? You are the boss, my second child, let's go to that martial arts conference under the banner of the beggar gang! ”

……

That night, Liu Baozhu and Wang Ziqiao nested in a firewood stack in the countryside, and the two chatted until late at night.

Li Qingfeng, the old man with a bull's nose, was riding a paper crane, hovering in the sky, he made another tracking charm with a paper charm, and finally caught up with Wang Ziqiao overnight.

It's not a city, it's night, and there's no shying away from flying, so he doesn't worry that Prince Joe will run away.

The paper crane got lower and lower, and Li Qingfeng floated down and stood in front of Wang Ziqiao and the others.

Both of them were startled at the same time and immediately stood up.

Wang Ziqiao was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I know that you will chase after you, for so many days, you have worked hard, but I found that you are not in a hurry to take me to Maoshan now, let alone urge me to take the route, what?" Your ancestors won't let you arrest me? ”

Li Qingfeng's stomach was on fire, but he finally suppressed it, and snorted coldly: "So what?" Let me tell you, now that you are in my hands, what do I want to do with you, no one else can control it, and my uncle and ancestor can't control me! ”

Wang Ziqiao shook his head: "I have already announced the primary meditation technique, presumably you have also meditated, are there any results?" ”

Li Qingfeng was overjoyed when he saw that Wang Ziqiao had finally talked about the exercises, and said, "Without your primary meditation technique, I can also sense the five elements element, and now I hope you can give me that spell to communicate with the elements, how about it?" I can swap with you! ”

"In exchange for what?" Prince Joe asked.

"What do you want?"

"Take me as a teacher, and I'll teach you the tricks of communication immediately!"

"You? Impossible, I am an elder of the Maoshan faction, how can I worship you as a teacher? Well, I can teach you our Maoshan charm, how about it? ”

"It's the kind of spell that communicates with ghosts?"

"So to speak!"

Prince Qiao pondered for a moment and nodded: "But how can I believe that what you tell me is true?" And how can you believe what I gave you, and have no ulterior motives? Can you rest assured that you can cultivate boldly? You must know that the Tao of Lu, advanced meditation techniques, even if there is a slight mistake, will go mad and fall into a place of no return. ”

Li Qingfeng was silent, he recognized what Wang Ziqiao said, but he was very yearning for Wang Ziqiao's exercises, and for a while, he didn't know what to do.

Wang Ziqiao continued: "Since ancient times, all kinds of exercises have been passed down from master to apprentice, master and apprentice is a kind of inheritance, but also a kind of trust, you worship me as a teacher, I give you the method of immortality, transform your bones, temper your bone marrow cells, so that you can live for another hundred years It will not be a problem, is this kindness not enough for you to worship me as a teacher?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible for me Li Qingfeng to worship you as a teacher, don't think that a meditation technique can make me impressed with you!" Li Qingfeng snorted coldly.

"Really? You sense the elements, but you can't communicate with them, are you at the atavistic state of selflessness, you can meditate for years without dying? ”

"How can you face the wall for a few years without dying? People who have been facing the wall for a few years are above the realm of level seven, you should know that there is a realm called the Nine Years Pass, that is, the nine years of facing the wall, like a dream, to reach this realm, in order to be regarded as an atavistic masterpiece, the soul can be out of the body! ”

"It's so hard?" Wang Ziqiao was very surprised, it was the first time he had heard of it in nine years.

Li Qingfeng saw that Wang Ziqiao was puzzled, and restored the majesty of the Dao Chief, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, he needed Wang Ziqiao to beg himself, and continued: "Reaching the nine-year level can ensure that after the soul is out of the body, the physical body will not die, since ancient times, few people can achieve it, to tell you the truth, my senior uncle and ancestor have only reached the two-year level, and there is still a big gap from the nine-year pass!" ”

"What about you?"

A black line appeared on Li Qingfeng's forehead, and he seemed to be very reluctant to reveal his cultivation, and said, "I can already retreat for 100 days!" ”

"I think you are slightly stronger than the average sixth-level, it should be the sixth-level mid-level realm, you can retreat for a hundred days without dying, how many days can the seventh-level realm retreat?" Prince Joe asked rhetorically.

"A year of retreat, that is, three hundred and sixty-five days is called a small consummation, which is also one of the signs of promotion to the seventh level, and then every year upward, you can be promoted to a small level, and if you can retreat for nine years, theoretically speaking, it should be the ninth level, at that time, the soul can be out of the body, in order to be called immortals, real immortals, mortals call us earth immortals, but they themselves imagined, a kind of ignorance!"