How to choose, Ziqin also doesn't know.

The martial arts without cliffs are certainly earth-shattering, and if they are fully learned, they are afraid that they can really be no less than the white-eyed Taoists.

It's just that Ziqin didn't immediately agree to Wuyazi after all.

Not to mention Bai Mei's martial arts, that is, Bai Mei sincerely regarded him as his apprentice, and Ziqin subconsciously didn't want to do the thing that was sorry for Bai Mei.

It is rare to find an infatuated lover in the world, and Ziqin is certainly not an infatuated lover, but Bai Mei has been able to stay next to Li Canghai's tomb for many years, which makes Ziqin deeply admired.

People, don't forget your roots, you can make the grievances clear when you finish Yan Honglie's false kindness, but today you have to be such a wolf-hearted person.

In his hand, the hilt of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan's sword was cold, and the corners of Ziqin's mouth suddenly opened a faint smile.

Strength is important, but the human heart is the only one.

If you lose your heart on the way to pursue power, then what's the meaning of stepping on the peak, is it really yourself at that time, but I'm afraid it may not be.

In the backyard, Ziqin suddenly smiled loudly, feeling that there was no relaxation between body and mind.

The seven-star dragon abyss was unsheathed, Ziqin's figure was churning in the backyard, and a set of swordsmanship was unleashed from his hand.

The sword light is like practice, the sword light is like a dragon, this is the ape swordsmanship, but this is not the ape swordsmanship.

The sword god is a lineage, every generation is a sword god, but the ape sword method is not the only sword method in the sword god lineage, the ape sword method is actually just the sword god sword method in the eyes of outsiders.

Back then, Situ Xuankong pretended to be an old ape to teach Yue Nu swordsmanship, leaving behind the famous ape swordsmanship.

However. In fact, the ape swordsmanship is nothing more than a truth, a sword way.

Stab the right sword at the right time.

It's a very simple truth, however, this is the true supreme sword technique, no matter who can do this, it can be called a sword god.

The sword of the sword god does not originate from any swordsmanship, the sword of the sword god only comes from his own heart.

Ziqin's swordsmanship flipped in the backyard. Gradually departed from the trajectory of the ape swordsmanship. began to have a shadow of its own.

In the body, the internal force is rolling, the north is underworld, and the clouds are seven signs. The former is the origin of everything. The latter is the parenchymal form. It turns out that there is no difference, and there is no need to deliberately distinguish it.

Suddenly. The sword light converged, Ziqin's face was extremely calm, he stood quietly in place, around heaven and earth, everything began to disappear, he actually entered the legendary celestial induction at this moment, and it was also an epiphany.

This is the backyard of Juxianzhuang, naturally no one will disturb here, time passes, Ziqin does not say anything, and all the feelings turn in his heart.

The world of masters, the world of the main world, everything that has been experienced, right, wrong, life, martial arts.

In fact, all kinds of things have the same end, and in the end, whether it is life or martial arts, it is the same truth, which is the mystery contained in the universe between heaven and earth.

Everyone has their own perception, and everyone's perception is different.

I don't know how long it has been, Ziqin opened his eyes again, his gaze was extremely calm, without the slightest wave, and there was no systematic voice in his head, there were no prompts, no information, nothing.

Those truths are only his own, and those perceptions of life and martial arts are only his own, and they do not belong to anyone or the system.

In his body, the internal force did not increase in the slightest, but Ziqin could feel that his mind was unimpeded, his thoughts were circulating, and his true qi was like an arm.

That kind of fluidity and comfort is by no means something that can be obtained by any penance, and likewise, there is a different feeling for martial arts.

Moves, non-moves, don't seem to be so important anymore, as Bai Mei said, stab the right sword at the right time, this is the sword god's swordsmanship.

This is no longer a good thing to say, but it has become an instinct of Ziqin, he can already do this, although he may not be proficient, but he is indeed able to do this.

Suddenly, a faint hint of surprise flashed in Ziqin's eyes, and he suddenly felt a familiar perception appear, and he slowly walked out of the backyard.

Two Zhuang Ke of Juxian Village are guarding there, these are two men who are not too strong, and their martial arts are only between the second and third rate.

Ziqin was slightly happy in his heart, he knew that his perception was back, and this time it was no longer given by the system, but he himself really obtained this ability through some kind of spiritual perception.

"Young owner, there is a guest in the front yard who asks to see you, and the owner of the village orders us to stay here, and when you wake up from your epiphany, we will lead you to the front yard."

When the two Zhuang guests saw Ziqin appear, they immediately saluted respectfully, but during this time, Ziqin has become the pride of everyone in Juxian Village, and in the world of only a few months in the southwest, the martial arts have been so high that outsiders can hardly imagine.

Moreover, he also got to know many heroes and heroes, and even the six doors of the imperial court were also respectful to him, which made these villagers respect their sons like gods.

"There are two brothers."

Ziqin politely replied, although these two people are ordinary dealers, but Ziqin understands that in this era, the blood is still there, and these two seemingly ordinary dealers are actually the kind of men who can die for Juxianzhuang in times of crisis.

For such a man, no matter what your status is, there is absolutely no reason to be arrogant, because others have already given their lives to serve you.

In the front yard, it is still the vast hall of Juxianzhuang, at this time, there is a lofty man sitting in the hall, and no one stays around the hall.

It's not that the You brothers cleared the field, nor did the man dominate, but because of respect.

This man is about in his early thirties, with a broad face, not handsome, but he gives people a sense of majesty and heroism.

Just sitting there casually, but it gives people a sense of majesty in anticipation.

Ziqin stepped into the hall, and the man had already turned his face.

The eyes met, and the two were shocked in their hearts.

There is no need to use their hands, both sides can feel each other's strength, that is a kind of martial artist's instinct, an instinct that only the best masters can have.

"Qiao Feng."

Ziqin spoke almost without hesitation, although there are many masters in the world of this Heavenly Dragon, but when it comes to generosity and heroism, I am afraid that no one can match this person.

The man in front of him, although he had never talked or fought each other, could be sure that it was Qiao Feng just by his momentum.

"The beggar Qiao Feng has seen You Tan's brother, and he took the liberty to come here and hope that the brother will not be surprised."

Qiao Feng got up and arched his hands, there was not the slightest arrogance in his expression, and every movement looked extremely heroic and polite.

Ziqin couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then gloomy, in this heavenly dragon, no martial artist can compare to Qiao Feng, this person's martial arts are world-famous, heroic and dry, never indecisive, but also not ruthless and vicious.

If Hong Qigong had Qiao Feng's decisiveness in the Condor Shooting, I am afraid that Ouyang Feng would not know how many times he had died.

This person is not a Khitan, I am afraid that in the Northern Song Dynasty martial arts, he will gradually become a peerless hero who no one can match.

Such a person can really be said to be a model of chivalry, but this person is a Khitan.

This is not out of dislike for the Khitans, but because of historical problems, Qiao Feng is a Khitan, so in many things, he cannot have a common language with the warriors of the Great Song Dynasty.

This identity is destined that once Qiao Feng knows his true identity, it is impossible to lead the beggar gang disciples to fight in the north with Western Xia and Khitan as before, and be such a hero for the country and the people.

"Qiao Feng first thanked the brother of the previous drum mountain tour and let go of the beggar gang disciples."

After seeing the ceremony, Qiao Feng spoke again.

It is inevitable that these words will make people think that they are backwords and provocations, but when they come out of Qiao Feng's mouth, they give people a sincere feeling.

Ziqin got up, clenched his fists, and returned the salute.

"But it's a little misunderstanding, Qiao Gang Leader didn't see it, Tan Zhi hurt the beggar gang brothers, and Tan Zhi felt guilty, how could he be Qiao Gang Leader."

Ziqin's words were also extremely polite, at this time he was transparent, but he didn't care whether Qiao Feng was a Khitan or a Han, just like a sentence in the rain and clouds, he was only himself at this time, but not who he would be in the future.

Qiao Feng at this time is Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, and the Han hero Qiao Feng, but he is not the Khitan Qiao Feng in the future.

This thing seems to be a bit self-deceptive, but it is also a state of mind, in fact, on the other hand, Qiao Feng is a tragedy, he is sandwiched between the Han and Khitan people, there is no way out, and in the end there is only death.

Regarding Qiao Feng's fate, Ziqin didn't know how to change.

He had read a lot of Celestial Dragon novels in the past, but when he came to this world, he knew that many things were by no means so easy to change.

It is to kill Zhuang Min, kill Quan Guanqing, Bai Shijing and the others are useless, Murong Bo is not dead, Xiao Yuanshan is not dead, even if the letter of the beggar gang is destroyed, these two people will also debunk Qiao Feng's life experience.

This is something that cannot be hidden, and once his life experience is revealed, Qiao Feng has no way out.

It is not easy to talk about herding horses outside Cyprus, and it is possible for the two countries to maintain the status quo, but how can the two hostile countries maintain the status quo.

What's more, Ziqin was still expecting that big event in his heart.

"The Qiao gang leader came here to ask if I was colluding with foreigners."

Ziqin opened his mouth with a smile, and before Qiao Feng could speak, he had slowly said his purpose, of course, he just said his purpose, and the rest was not said.

Seize Dali, take Western Xia, and collect the sixteen states of Yanyun.

These three alone made Qiao Feng stand up suddenly, his body trembled, and the whole person couldn't help himself.

Ziqin looked at this man, and couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart, what a good thing it would be if this person was a Han person, such a peerless hero, a good man, but what a person worthy of befriending.

At this time, Qiao Feng was still the leader of the beggar gang and a Han hero. (To be continued......)