The Xue Ji Mind Method Xiao Zhou Tian cycle has been completed, and the next step is the unavoidable water mill.

No matter how wonderful the internal strength of the mind is, it is impossible to achieve it at the beginning of learning, and there must be a process of accumulation.

Lin Yundong is in charge, and he has been practicing for nearly 20 years before he has that strong internal force of true qi like the sea.

Lin Huiyin's ability to make the Xiaoxiang Sword to such a high level is inseparable from more than ten years of polishing.

Even if Shen Qiu had a divine object such as sword jade in his hand, he could squeeze out more time to cultivate twenty-four hours a day, or even out of thin air, if he wanted to break through the limit of the total amount of true qi, it was still impossible to achieve it overnight.

Unless, there is a gangster who gives Shen Qiu a pure true qi empowerment, so that he can have decades of internal strength all of a sudden.

Just like when Lin Yundong helped him that day.

But the odds of that kind of thing are much smaller than winning the lottery.

After every small Zhou Tian is completed, there will be an extra wisp of true qi in Shen Qiu's body, and over the years, he will one day have a thick and condensed true qi like Lin Yundong to use.

"I brought Qingqing and Xiaotie back."

At noon, Shen Qiu, who had changed into a white robe, was sitting opposite Yaoqin, telling the girl in charge of the family about the experience of this trip to Xiaoxiang.

Today, Shen Qiu is dressed quite chic, less temperamental, more elegant, he is wearing a scribe's robe, and he is playing with a delicate folding fan in his hand.

Under the folding fan there was a tassel made of agate beads, and the fan surface was made of some kind of tough silk.

The fan bones look like wood, but they are actually made of iron, so they are quite heavy to start with, but also quite strong.

It can even be used as a weapon.

Yaoqin sat behind the mahogany desk, and Qingqing sat beside her, listening to Shen Qiu and Qingqing talk about the interesting things about the journey, while flipping through the ledgers stacked in front of her.

The Falling Moon Merchant Square is also a big brand in Suzhou, with a wide range of merchants, and there are more than 40 subordinate businesses alone.

Therefore, this audit is a very important daily work for Yaoqin, the helmsman.

"Listen to what you say, this Lin Huiyin girl is indeed a heroine among women."

Yaoqin wore a veil, turned a page with her slender fingers, and in the smoke of sandalwood rising on the table, she said casually:

"I really want to see such a heroic woman."

Although Yaoqin said this, Shen Qiu still keenly felt that Yaoqin didn't seem to have a good impression of a woman like Lin Huiyin.

There is even a hidden meaning of respecting and staying away.

This is normal, Yaoqin has not liked Jianghu since she was a child, Qingqing has said it many times.

He shook his head, and then stopped talking about Xiaoxiang, but about another thing.

"Yaoqin, Xiao Tie wants to go to the land of Qilu, but he has a residual thought in his heart, do you think it's okay?"

"This..."

Yaoqin's movements stopped, she raised her head, combing her ladylike hair today, two strands of black hair were draped over her shoulders, and decorated with red beads, which was a little more youthful.

She frowned lightly and said to Shen Qiu:

"I can't make up my mind about this kind of thing, you'd better take Xiao Tie to ask Uncle Hei. He had already returned to the piano platform, and was now in the back mountain. ”

"Okay, I'll ask."

Shen Qiu stood up, played with the folding fan, and opened it suddenly, his movements were very chic.

But the picture of the beauty out of the bath painted with exquisite painting skills on the surface was so vivid, but it was suddenly exposed in Yaoqin's eyes, which made the cheeks of the girl in charge turn red.

A rich lady like her, who has been raised in a deep boudoir since she was a child, where has she ever seen such a straightforward and obscene peach-colored picture?

"Shen Qiu! You disciple! ”

Yaoqin scolded in annoyance, grabbed the paperweight in her hand and threw it over, and was caught by Shen Qiu again.

He was still a little dazed.

From the perspective of modern people, this picture of a beauty taking a bath is quite beautiful.

But it's not out of line, the beauty is not completely naked, and she is still wearing light gauze.

It's really not an obscene thing.

"Oh, senior brother!"

Qingqing hurriedly reached out to cover Sister Yaoqin's eyes, and she screamed at Shen Qiu:

"I told you not to play with that fan! That's not a good thing! ”

Shen Qiu realized this, and hurriedly closed the fan.

With a wave of his fingers, he threw the jade paperweight back on the table, then turned and left.

After Shen Qiu seemed to have to leave, Yaoqin stood up and looked at the lake, calming her mind.

Qingqing obediently apologized for her senior brother on the side, Yaoqin smiled, she looked back at the paperweight on the table that had been thrown back into place, and she said:

"I'm not angry, just some... Forget it, let's not talk about it.

Qingqing, your senior brother went out this time, and his martial arts seem to have improved again, did he have any adventures? Tell you about Sister Yaoqin. ”

On the other side, Shen Qiu was quite embarrassed.

He walked in the corridor of the pavilion and looked down at the folding fan in his hand, which was snatched from the Demon Sect Prince, and it was considered a trophy.

Moreover, this fan is quite exquisitely made, and there are exquisite mechanisms hidden inside, which makes Shen Qiu love it.

It's just that this picture seems to be unacceptable to women in this era.

"Anyway, it's just a layer of rice paper."

Shen Qiu stroked the silk fan, and said:

When he went back, he tore off the paper and asked someone to draw a new picture or write a few words on it. Listening to Qingqing, Yaoqin's Danqing skills are quite good, so it is better to ask her to paint one.

It should be regarded as an apology. ”

Thinking like this, Shen Qiu stepped into the back mountain.

It was not the first time he had come here, and the disciples of Momen who were guarding at the foot of the mountain did not stop him, Shen Qiuyun lifted up, like a spirit ape climbing, all the way, in a dozen breaths, he came to the platform halfway up the mountain.

Like last time, he was sitting outside the cave where the sword was shaking, wearing a mask and pranayama with his eyes closed.

When Shen Qiu arrived, he opened his eyes.

Such keen senses made Shen Qiu amazed, this river and lake is really not as simple as it seems, such as ink black, who is not famous, but has high martial arts, there must be many people.

"You're going to shake the light?"

In that trademark calm tone, Inky Black asked:

"Something happened again?"

"No, it's not."

Shen Qiu bowed down very politely, and he said to Mo Hei:

"I know I can't handle that killer, now is not the time. I'm here for another thing, about the Iron Boy. ”

Shen Qiu walked to Mo Hei's side, ignoring the dust on the ground, and just sat cross-legged on the ground.

While playing with the folding fan, he told Mohei about folding iron.

When he heard that Zhetie wanted to go to Qilu to find relatives, this Mo family disciple frowned under the mask.

He was silent for a moment and said to Shen Qiu:

"My master has come to Suzhou, just rest in the Tianji Pavilion, it stands to reason that this will not let the iron boy leave this place, but... What you say is true.

This person who practices martial arts, if the residual thoughts in his heart are not removed, he will become a mental obstacle for many years.

I think that the young man who folded iron was born with divine power, and he has an adventure inheritance, and his future achievements are limitless, and he really shouldn't be hindered from martial arts. Besides, the master has arrived, and the problem of the young man not being in Suzhou is not big.

So be it. ”

Mo Hei raised two fingers and said to Shen Qiu:

"It's okay for him to go to Qilu, with the high-ranking disciples of Xiaoxiang Sword Sect accompanying him, there will be no trouble, but there are only two things, he must abide by them."

"You say."

Shen Qiu nodded.

"First, the matter related to the Qingyang Demon Gate is related to the Iron Folding Boy, and when he acts, he must keep a low profile and hide it."

Mo Hei accentuated his tone and said to Shen Qiu:

"Don't make a big fuss, lest the Qingyang Demon Lord know his whereabouts.

Second, you must go back quickly, and at most within two months, you will have to return to Suzhou. ”

Shen Qiu frowned.

He asked:

"I can understand the first point, but the second point... There is also what happened to the Broken Iron, I have actually always wanted to ask, the Qingyang Demon Lord, why do you have to be this Broken Iron Boy? ”

Jet Black didn't answer immediately.

He looked at Shen Qiu, those sharp eyes were very uncomfortable.

After a while, the Mo disciple spoke:

"Qingyang Demon Lord, who is good at the art of organs, seems to have some relationship with my Momen.

Shen Qiu, do you know that this technique is like martial arts, you can't practice martial arts, and there are taboos in tricks.

Qingyang Demon Lord Ai Dacha is a forbidden thing.

What he does best is making dolls... The young man with broken iron was born with divine power and peculiar muscles and bones, and in his opinion, it was the most precious treasure in the world. ”

"Can it still be like this?"

Shen Qiu's eyes widened.

He clasped the folding fan in his hand and exclaimed:

"Using human bodies as dolls? Is this a biological weapon? How can a trick do such a thing? ”

"That's a funny thing to say."

Inkjet chuckled.

He was not surprised by Shen Qiu's reaction, Momen had a mysterious heritage, and many of these things were unimaginable to ordinary people.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and added:

"This puppet, in your words, is indeed a biological weapon that uses the human body as a skeleton, and it has a wonderful mechanism inside, and it is not afraid of death when fighting, and it is common to fight with one enemy and one hundred.

There is a similar lineage in my Momen, but only the great sons of the past generations can learn it.

And the great sons of the past dynasties emphasized both love and life, and sought the idea of non-attack, and did not do such things that hurt the heavens and peace, but the Qingyang Demon Lord, as a member of the Demon Sect, ignored these. ”

He looked at Shen Qiu and said:

"Ai Dacha should already know the existence of Zhetie, with his arrogant and unreasonable, upside-down character, he will inevitably come to Suzhou to ask for it.

The Demon Lord has my master to resist, you don't need to worry, but you have to be careful when you break the iron yourself. It's a matter of his life! ”

"I see."

Shen Qiu knew the cause and effect, so he nodded.

He stood up, bowed to the black black, and said:

"I'm going to tell the young man that his temperament shouldn't make trouble."

"Hmm."

Mo Hei nodded, and then ignored Shen Qiu.

Shen Qiu took a few steps, but turned around again, he untied the delicate hidden weapon bracelet from his wrist, handed it to Mo Hei, and said:

"Master Mohei, take a look, can this thing be improved?"

Jet Black took the bracelet.

I didn't see how his fingers moved, and the bracelet, which was originally strong when it was assembled by bite, collapsed in the palm of his hand and turned into various parts.

With disdain in his eyes, he casually threw the part down the mountain.

He said:

"This is the self-defense equipment of the Northern Dynasty secret guard imitating my Momen, it should be from Qingyangmen, but Shen Qiu, your martial arts have also entered the hall, what do you want to do with such a garbage thing?"

"Not for me, Master Inkblack."

Shen Qiu explained:

"It's for my junior sister to defend herself."

"Oh, young girl."

Inky Black nodded, and he said:

"Then you go to Suzhou Tianji Pavilion and find a better one there, or simply wait a few days and wait for me to order a thousand machine bracelets for Qingqing.

My mechanical attainments are not as good as my master's, but they're definitely much better than the one you brought. ”

"Then I'll thank you for Qingqing, Master Mohei."

Shen Qiu thanked again.

Inky Black waved his hand, and he said:

"You and Qingqing are close to Miss Yaoqin, and they are also my friends in Momen, don't worry about these little things."

Shen Qiu got angry with Mo Hack again, leaving a silver ticket of five hundred taels.

Although they are all acquaintances, they can't be let in vain.

Moreover, in terms of the sophistication of the Mo family's technique, this bit of silver is estimated to be just enough for the cost of work.

This is definitely an acquaintance price.

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Shen Qiu and his entourage all returned to Suzhou, and the playboy who left earlier than them naturally returned to Suzhou early.

It's just that this Zhang Lan is quite miserable now.

Although he was still wearing the elegant clothes, his left leg was wrapped in bandages, his shoulders were plastered, and the small wounds on his arms were healed, but they were still scabbed.

Walked with a limp.

There is no more chic appearance at all.

He was in the Yanyu Building in Suzhou at this time, in the boudoir of the Shen family, grinning and letting the Xiuhe maid change his dressing.

And Shen Lan, the ever-changing Shen family with outstanding demeanor and a demon girl, reclined on the brocade couch in front of Zhang Lan.

She held a beauty fan in her hand, like a willow in the wind, and put one hand on the slender and toned long-legged skirt, while chuckling and mocking her friend.

"Zhang Lan, Zhang Lan, you went to Changsha with confidence, but you ran back like a lost dog."

Shen Lan spoke mercilessly.

She posed a fan and said to Zhang Lan, who had a gloomy face:

"If I hadn't sent someone to pick you up, I'm afraid you would have to go back to Suzhou all the way to Suzhou, tsk, the self-proclaimed suave playboy has such an embarrassing day."

"I just don't know much about Shen Qiu's way."

Zhang Lan said with some anger:

"Who would have thought that that dusty and despicable person would actually be able to take the road of Xiaoxiang Sword Gate, and he still looked at Lin Huiyin, I am afraid that he would not sell himself to that Xiaoxiang woman!

When the young master sees them, you and me, must have something to do. Alas, I was also unlucky, and I hit the blade head-on. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"However, Lin Yundong's disciple Lin Huiyin was not famous in the past, but he was really a ruthless character, and he had three flavors of the Xiaoxiang Absolute Sword in one hand."

Zhang Lan glanced at the lazy Shen family, and said:

"Even if it's you, if you encounter it suddenly, I'm afraid it's going to be a hard fight."

"Huh?"

Shen Lan covered her mouth with a beauty fan and chuckled, she said:

"Do you really think that I, the killer of the Five Elements Gate, will face off with that Xiaoxiang woman? If I want to kill her, it's just a stab in the back.

Zhang Lan, if you have poor skills, don't blame others. ”

Shen said directly:

"You have the Seven Peerless Ghost Shadow Demon Skills, and you have such ferocious skills as destroying souls and ghost claws, and you have also learned your father's indulgence and leisurely travel in the world, but you can't even beat a fledgling little girl.

It's really a shame for you to give you seven unique doors, and shame on that generation of strange people! ”

Zhang Lan's cheeks flushed with sarcasm, but she had nothing to say.

In the past, he was indeed too playful, and he was a little too concerned about this martial arts practice.

When encountering a third-rate character, he can easily solve it by relying on the body of Getaway, but when he encounters a ruthless person like Lin Huiyin, he is blind.

However, Shen Lan is not specifically designed to satirize Zhang Lan.

She just had such a personality, and she didn't forgive people with one mouth, she paused, and then said:

"You hid it before, and you didn't want to say more, but now you have lost so badly, and you still ask me for help... It's time to talk about it. ”

Everyone Shen narrowed his eyes and said to Zhang Lan:

"What grievances do you have with that Shen Qiu? You have to stare at him. ”