No one publicizes it, and no one knows that self-cultivation has exceeded the cognition of many people on the rivers and lakes, and the cognition of "Celebrity Wonder List".

"A weapon has been abandoned for many years, but it really doesn't need weapons, and now I think about this real affirmation, but it was a year ago!" A smile appeared on his face, looking at the calm face in front of him, and the image in his mind was generally replayed, and he heard a few people talking that day, and he decisively went to find the situation.

is also in the "Celebrity Strange Art List", the ranking is a bit far away for her. For the minds of ordinary people, this gap in rankings is a manifestation of strength.

Maybe in this kind of top ranking, the difference between each person is not too big, but if there are more than five or six people behind, this is really a bit big. Is there a precedent for such a thing in history, and there must still be.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and Luo Cheng, who ranked seventh among the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, was not only born in a famous family, but also had a high conceit as a young hero, and won the martial champion in Yangzhou. Later, Li Yuan rebelled and became independent, and his son Li Yuanba was crowned King of Zhao, and he was the best man in the world.

Luo Cheng was obviously a little unconvinced by Li Yuanba, and later challenged Li Yuanba when he encircled and suppressed Emperor Yang in Siming Mountain in Wagangzhai, but failed under Li Yuanba's eight-sided purple gold hammer. And he couldn't even parry a move, so he broke the gun and fled, which is the difference between different rankings.

Of course, whether it is a waste of fame in the top ranks, or there is no successor in the back ranks, the gap is the gap anyway.

Although Yang Jiong has never seen Xia Qinghou, he can see this master on the same list, and the excitement in his heart is inevitable. When he came here in a hurry, Yang Jiong's excited mood became more and more calm. Because not only did he not feel the slightest temptation, but he didn't even feel the other party's temptation of himself.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Yang Jiong's heart calmed down, and the original excitement in his heart was gone. It's like walking into a small courtyard of your house at dusk. He was in the small courtyard of the palace, sitting alone and quietly by a relatively large tea table.

In front of him, there is a one-meter-high tea table, and there is a history of Taoist pots on the side, which is being opened and obviously looking through. The tandoor pot was boiling water, and the water vapor began to steam.

Xia Qinghou saw Yang Jiong coming in, looked up, and didn't greet Yang Jiong, but picked up a small porcelain cup and put it on the side of the root carving platform where Yang Jiong came in.

Yang Jiong didn't speak, and sat down naturally on the side of the stage. Because from the beginning of coming in, although he felt Xia Qinghou's existence, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of true qi on Xia Qinghou's body. Yang Jiong began to think that he felt wrong, or that Xia Qinghou deliberately hid his skills.

But when Yang Jiong really sat down and sat opposite Xia Qinghou, he suddenly seemed to have a faint feeling in his heart that he had captured something. Xia Qinghou on the opposite side is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who can be seen everywhere!

He quietly took water and scalded a warm pot, then washed the tea, and brewed a pot of fragrant tea. Although the steps are simple, the aroma is rich and tangy, and it is very different from the boiled tea you usually drink. He drank tea quietly and read a book, as if he was ignoring Yang Jiong's arrival. If it weren't for pouring a cup of tea for Yang Jiong, it would make people feel like he didn't see people.

Yang Jiong sat in front of Xia Qinghou for a day, and he didn't know how many times Xia Qinghou boiled tea and changed the water a few times, but he seemed to be standing on the side and watching the scenery. Xia Qinghou did not greet Yang Jiong, nor was he surprised by Yang Jiong's arrival, and did his own thing.

Xia Qinghou did not interfere with Yang Jiong sitting there, although he occasionally looked up at Yang Jiong, he did not have any expression or thoughts.

When Yang Jiong came back to his senses, Xia Qinghou's face seemed to have a hint of a smile, looked at Yang Jiong quietly, and said softly: "The weather in Lingnan is very good!" Yang Jiong was shocked, and when he looked at Xia Qinghou, he suddenly laughed, and the whole person seemed to be ten years younger, and he gently returned: "Yes!" The climate is pleasant, and the four seasons are like spring! ”

He suddenly understood why Xia Qinghou didn't leak his true qi, because as an innate master, he had already integrated himself into this nature and made himself a part of this nature.

Yang Jiong couldn't feel Xia Qinghou, because what he felt was nature, and this was naturally Xia Qinghou! Yang Jiong felt Xia Qinghou, because this was naturally Xia Qinghou! Yang Jiong felt nature, this is naturally the Tao!

Yang Jiong, who had sensed another realm, was finally communicated by Xia Qinghou, because Xia Qinghou felt the subtle changes in Yang Jiong's body. This once familiar change also touched Xia Qinghou, who knew that another master of Lingnan had reached another level in his cultivation.

A master is always respectable!

Although he didn't know the height of Bian Hao, Yang Jiong felt how he felt when he went to see Xia Qinghou from Bian Hao's body. As innate masters, there is actually not much difference in everyone's realm cultivation. The gap lies in the perception of nature, the deeper the understanding, the stronger the understanding of nature, and the more comfortable the grasp of nature.

It seems that the dust has settled!

The fate of life is predestined! The dark clouds in the sky seem to be slowly dispersing, and you can slowly see the sun again.

The cyclone tornado under the feet of the two people had disappeared, and the air field seemed to have disappeared without a trace, but the two people slowly landed on the side of the dirt road!

A duel with no ending?

The two men stood almost side by side.

"It's the first time I've seen it in my life, but I seem to have known an old friend for 50 years, and life is so wonderful!" Yang Jiong suddenly spoke softly, and there was a little more warmth in his eyes: "When we meet in the wilderness of the ancient road, although I am a little moved in my heart, it is like a migratory bird that still needs to return to its nest!" ”

"This kid has a persistent personality, which is more valued by a certain family over the years!" Bian Hao raised his hand slightly to salute Yang Jiong, as if he didn't answer Yang Jiong's words, but his eyes looked at the border city under the big camphor tree, and said lightly: "Life has been decades, but it's just that brilliance!" After all, fame and profit are just a passing moment. I hope that Brother Ling can take it with him and have time to guide him! ”

Bian Hao's words were not transmitted by sound, and they were not in the air airport locked by the two people, and the border city on the side heard it clearly, but he didn't know what Bian Hao meant.

"Brother trusts, how dare you lose each other!" Yang Jiong looked at the border city indifferently, but there seemed to be a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Thank you so much!" Bian Hao smiled, glanced at Bian Cheng, and the figure had disappeared ten zhang away

Bian Hao's instructions came from Bian Cheng's ears, which was nothing more than asking him to follow Yang Jiong well and go back to Jinling by himself, so that Bian Cheng would not look for himself, and Yicheng would be able to go back to Jinling in the future.

Looking at the direction in which Bian Hao disappeared, Yang Jiong's brows furrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a little more relief in his eyes. When I looked up and saw a row of geese in the sky, it seemed that one of them had fallen behind, but was still chasing after his companion.

Most things in the world are like this, where can there be perfection!