Lu Qikun sat in the audience, holding an ancient book in his hand and reading it carefully, with a focused and serious expression. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Mao Shengpan sat not far away, palms facing up and placed on his knees steadily, and the exercise of pranayama condensed the true yuan in the body.

After a long time, Lu Qikun put down the ancient books in his hand and looked at the distant sky through the window to relieve the fatigue of reading books for a long time. Soon retracted his gaze, stared at Mao Sheng not far away, remembered what Lin Shi had said, and couldn't help but feel complicated and worried.

Regarding reincarnation and cultivators with bloodlines, Lu Qikun has always had only the most superficial understanding. Even if there are thousands of allusions in the Moon God Temple, there are countless ancient books and unique books in the Wuwei Building. I have never really explained the specifics of reincarnation and bloodline cultivators. Let Lu Qikun simply think that the two are lucky, and they are pitied and favored by the heavens and the divine beasts.

But Lin Shi's words are just the opposite, behind the seemingly lucky hidden unimaginable crisis.

On Beigong Street, Mao Sheng's appearance just confirmed Lin Shi's words.

The White Tiger was the main killer, and Mao Sheng was stimulated to pull the fragments of the White Tiger's soul in the soul, which aroused the deepest desire to kill in his heart.

If it weren't for Mao Sheng's lack of awakening and letting him have the essence and blood of the White Tiger in his body, then when he was on Beigong Street, Mao Sheng might have fallen into madness, losing his self-meaning and being dominated by killing.

Lu Qikun put down the ancient books in his hand and kneaded the temples on both sides with both hands, obviously having a headache about Mao Sheng's situation. The reincarnation of the divine beast is already rare, and there are only seven or eight people in history, and only three of them can really grow. As for the remaining five, they are undoubtedly not people whose souls have been torn apart and become a walking corpse.

For reincarnated cultivators, it is neither luck nor misfortune. Luck is naturally after growing up, its strength and horror are not exaggerated even if they are invincible in the same realm, as for not being lucky, it is even simpler, that is, it is difficult to control and control.

In ancient times, the divine beast was the master of heaven and earth, and it was called a fierce beast at that time.

Such a situation cannot be helped by outsiders, and it is necessary to rely on the cultivators themselves to overcome and overcome it.

But fortunately, now Mao Sheng's cultivation scriptures are the peace scriptures taught by Lin Shi, which effectively slows down Mao Sheng's cultivation speed.

The Peace Sutra is a Dao Sect cultivation scripture, of course, it is only the most ordinary scripture, and it is also the most difficult scripture to cultivate. The Peace Sutra has the effect of calming the mind, and requires the practitioner to maintain a calm mind, which is used to dissipate and suppress the desires and impulses in the heart.

Legend has it that after the Great Perfection of the Path of Peace, it is difficult for a cultivator to have any emotional fluctuations, and no matter what he faces, he will face it calmly.

Lu Qikun packed up his troubled emotions, and could only helplessly take one step at a time, otherwise he would not change his mind and return to the Taoist temple. Lu Qikun, who was about to continue reading, suddenly looked at the location of the door, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his expression became serious.

Murderous.

Dozens of unrestrained murderous aura appeared, invisibly transmitted into the Taoist temple.

Closing the book in his hand and carefully placing it beside him, Lu Qikun got up and pulled out the red Hidden Blade. The true essence in the body slowly flowed, as if the calm stream was difficult to detect. The light that appears like a flame in the consciousness is released and perceived, but it sometimes appears and sometimes disappears, which is the number and location of the people outside the Taoist temple.

In Xiangcheng, Lu Qikun was seriously injured, unless he was physically, he also had his own consciousness. The unimaginable bearing of the brilliance of the Junzi Sword, the ruthless slashing of the Dao Sword, the conflict and competition between the two have seriously damaged Lu Qikun's consciousness in his mind.

Therefore, Lu Qikun's perception sometimes appears and sometimes disappears.

The guard came to the gate, slowly pushed the gate open with his left hand, and when a ray of sunlight shone on, a snowflake fell in.

The three blue blades came from different directions, and the speed of their swords was like a meteor. The sunlight was projected on the sword, refracting and making Lu Qikun instinctively close his eyes. Such a speed at first sight caught people off guard, whether it is a great master with superb swordsmanship or a strong person in the realm of knowing fate, he will definitely be seriously injured.

Lu Qikun is naturally not a great master with superb swordsmanship, nor is he a strong person in the Three Realms, but the instinct of perception and subordination still makes Lu Qikun retreat.

It's just that there is no reason to take back the sword, the three people who shot are all strong people in the Cave Xuan Realm, and under the surging true yuan in the body, the sword is like a poisonous snake. And the gu Zhenyuan that rushed out of the sword was like thousands of water droplets spilling out, and like thousands of spring silkworms spewing out of silk, enveloping Lu Qikun's Quartet.

Swing your sword and draw it from the bottom up.

Ding dong~~~~

Three bell-like sounds rang out, crisp and ethereal.

Such a simple action, even ordinary people can use it, even young children can use it, but it deeply repelled the three Qingfeng and Zhenyuan.

The eyes of the three cultivators who made the move were surprised, even the cultivators waiting outside. And the people who took refuge in the snow under the courtyard wall also had indifferent expressions slightly upturned. Obviously, Lu Qikun's simple action is not simple in the eyes of everyone.

The people under the courtyard wall of "Bang Stream" said slowly.

The allusion "Mobei and Zhao Song" records that nine hundred years ago, the Rong clan launched the autumn trend, and a Zhao Guoqing clan sword cultivator, at the most critical moment, understood the truth of heaven and earth, and drew traces of the avenue from the bottom to the top, so as to kill a big Tusi of the Rong clan, and this move is to save the stream.

Lu Qikun opened his eyes, his white clothes were torn, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the true yuan in his body was also boiling. Even if he used Bang Stream to defuse the opponent's attack, it made Lu Qikun extremely uncomfortable.

"Who are you," Lu Qikun said in a deep voice.

The three cultivators who broke into the Taoist temple were silent, wearing black hats and uniforms that were very eye-catching and weird, and their eyes were only cold and ruthless.

"Young Master Kun, the master wants you to go home," said the man under the courtyard wall, holding out the paper umbrella in his hand and walking.

The expression of the person who came was calm and indifferent, his long hair was tied behind his back, and he was dressed in a loose light blue Chu suit, embroidered with bright red impatiens. Holding an umbrella in one hand and hanging down with the other, it looks like a son traveling in the snow.

Lu Qikun clenched the sword in his hand and repeated, "Who are you?"

The brows of the visitor were slightly raised, and the first second it was like a calm lake, and in an instant it was like a rushing torrent.

"Young Master Kun is offended"

"Live or Die"

(Today's four watches, no matter what time it is, there will be four watches, and it will be done.) It's time for a wave of climaxes soon, and I hope book friends will give some recommendations and collections. ）