"Dad, I really can't imagine how it is possible for him to practice dark energy at his age?" Staring at the door, there was no trace of Wei Wuji. Liu Qi's heart couldn't help but be full of self-doubt. With the efforts of his father, who are somewhat unkind, he has worked hard since he was a child. But it's been so many years, and although the strength and kung fu on his body have been growing again, the way of dark energy has no clue at all.

"No, he's not just a simple dark energy, I'm afraid he's already touched that level. This young man's talent for martial arts is really speechless. It is really an indescribable sadness to live in the same era as such a person. Not only his daughter Liu Qi, but also Liu Yanwu himself, couldn't help but start doubting life. Compared with this demonic boy, most of his life has undoubtedly lived to a dog.

"Sister Chen, I'm sorry, I'll fight again." The sound of crackling like fried beans suddenly had a momentary pause, and Wang Chao, who punched out, was stunned for a second, and then withdrew his hand. looked at the woman in a pure purple Tang suit on the side.

"This set of Baguazhang, the most basic eight changes, I have already explained it very clearly when I teach you. I also believe that with the qualifications of the younger brother, there is no problem at all. But now it has appeared, not that there is a problem with the practice, but that there is a problem with your heart. I don't care what you're thinking about, when you practice boxing, the form and spirit are one, such a question, I only mention you once. ”

"Sister Chen, with my current cultivation speed, how long will it take to be on par with him?" Under Tang Zichen's guidance, Wang Chao finally finished a set of gossip palms calmly, and suddenly asked out loud. Wang Chao himself can't tell what is going on, anyway, that inexplicable intuition has become stronger and stronger these days. Sometimes, he couldn't even bear the murderous intent boiling in his heart, and just wanted to rush to the kitchen, pick up a kitchen knife, and chop off the guy who was at least very evil in his opinion, like chopping melons and vegetables.

Of course, whenever this thought arose in his heart, he would forcibly suppress it with great perseverance. In the final analysis, he is just a teenager who has not experienced bloody battles, and there is a reverence for life after all.

Of course, the most important point is that Wang Chao understands that as far as he is concerned, Mo said that if he holds a knife in his hand, he is holding a gun, and he is not necessarily the opponent of that evil guy.

Sister Chen's sincerity has already shown quite clearly that the guy who is facing that evil sect is not necessarily an opponent, let alone him.

"Little brother, that person's talent is the most perverted guy I've ever seen in so many years." This is the truth, even in front of Wang Chao, Tang Zichen still said so. What's more, the way of enlightenment and sincerity has made her sensitive to the control of spiritual power, and has reached a realm that ordinary people can hardly imagine. Wang Chao's mood changed, although he didn't tell her clearly, he couldn't hide it from her.

It is precisely because of this that when the topic of Wei Wuji is mentioned in front of Wang Chao, there can be no taboos and concealments.

The way of sincerity has made Tang Zichen surpass the world in the cultivation of spiritual power, and no one can understand it better than her. Compared to the cultivation of fist qi and blood, this invisible and untouchable spiritual power is so terrifying.

If a person wants to achieve something, talent and hard work are naturally indispensable, but more important is the heart. If the heart is not up to the mark, without hard work, hardship and hard work, and even the heart to resist blows, no matter how strong the strength is, it will be just a high-rise building with an unstable foundation after all. The higher you build, the bigger the problems that can arise.

"But you're not bad, at least before him, I haven't seen anyone with such an understanding as yours. If I had met you a few years earlier, you would not be worse than him now, and you would have been better than him. Tang Zichen will not rely on vain to hit Wang Chao's self-confidence, even if there is a desire to compare because of this, it is nothing to blame, all of them are the driving force to catch up.

Although she couldn't understand why the little brother was so dignified, he had such a big opinion on that Wei Wuji, so much so that he wanted to destroy the other party's killing intent. But once there are signs of this, some things can be predicted. If you talk about others, Tang Zichen won't care. But for this little brother who has an inexplicable fate with her, she really can't watch it. As for Wei Wuji, to be honest, she really wasn't too sure. The only thing I can do is to help my younger brother as much as possible, improve his cultivation, so that when the day comes in my premonition, I will have the strength to absolutely save my life and even kill people.

"Well, for the sake of the younger brother, some things will be done." Looking at the little brother who had fallen into a state of silent practice again, a thought flashed in Tang Zichen's heart. People like her, there can't be too many people who care about it after all, and loving the world is even more of a joke.

"Heavenly killing, human killing, I'm also honored, right?" Another person was walking alone on the street, suddenly stopped his progress, looked at the sky overhead, looked in a certain direction, and said thoughtfully.

This time he fought with a master of Xingyi Quan who was proficient in the twelve shapes, and Wei Wuji learned a lot at the same time, but also realized a lot. With his mental and spiritual cultivation, it will take a certain amount of time to break and absorb these gains one by one.

So there is really no need to rush to do anything, the usual natural pace, without taking a step, self-harvest, get one more point.

For Wei Wuji, these harvests and thoughts collide with each other, which is one of the most important nutrients for cultivating his little seedling into a big tree, just like the sunshine and rain that cultivates the growth of a big tree.

Gradually, Wei Wuji's steps forward, there were more mysterious things that others couldn't understand.

If Liu Yanwu, who had experienced a battle with Wei Wuji at this moment, stood behind Wei Wuji and watched his steps, he would definitely be silent first, and then a line of tears flowed down his cheeks.

Their family has been passed down from generation to generation, and he has worked hard for decades, regardless of the wind, frost, rain and snow. Just let this guy, in such a very short period of time, steal it all. God, did you want too many people to indulge in drunken dreams and death, and never wake up?

"Where should I go next?" For Wei Wuji, too many people who practice martial arts need half a lifetime or even a lifetime to practice the shape of a monkey, maybe at most it is only a matter of a few hours.

"Are you waiting for me?" At a certain moment, Wei Wuji stopped moving forward and raised his eyes to look at the lazy woman leaning on the side of the car, peerless. The intelligence force that supervises the world is really not blown out, and Wei Wuji once deeply experienced this. Now it's just a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree shift in the position of both sides.

"Someone told me that there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old master, and that really made me a little interested. Now it seems that it is still good after all. The woman leaning on the car turned her head and looked Wei Wuji up and down, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and said.

"Look at people or look at monkeys?" Raised her eyes and looked directly at the woman in front of her, this woman who wanted to compete with Tang Zichen. In some ways, Wei Wuji didn't like this woman too much, because she was too used to being self-centered.

There is nothing wrong with such a mentality, as far as a martial artist is concerned. Only with a big state of mind can we achieve great achievements. But this woman, she has responsibilities that ordinary martial artists don't have.

"Hehe, that's interesting. But I don't know when, there was a bosom friend with a little big age difference. Are you interested, have a drink with me? Don't tell me that underage children, you can't drink. Looking at this figure who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, still a child, but has already practiced kung fu to the fullest, Yan Yuanyi's interest is getting bigger and bigger. I heard that the woman seemed to be a little idle and bored, and recognized a younger brother.

"It doesn't matter how old I am, but I only drink with my friends." Wei Wuji stared at Yan Yuanyi with scorching eyes, maybe his nature is like this, or maybe he has practiced martial arts a lot, and he has become accustomed to this way, so if he can do it, try not to force it. Bosom friend? He had never thought so.

"Haha, you're really interesting kid, don't worry, I'll take a picture of you drinking and send it to your parents?" Yan Yuanyi laughed. This kid is so interesting, not only in terms of skill, but also in the first meeting, she was already forced to express her position.

"Parents? If you can find them, maybe I should give you a few kowtows. Wei Wuji's expression suddenly became a little inexplicably cold, and maybe there was a little bit of hidden sadness.

"Looks like it's time for me to drink this wine." Yan Yuanyi looked at Wei Wuji in a daze for a while, and then really took out a can of beer from the car and poured it into his stomach. For her status, this is almost standard, and some people call it a liquid grenade.

"Drinking alone, after all, is a little lonely." One step out, it seems to drive the boundless phantom. A hand, which looked a little childish, honestly and unceremoniously leaned in through the car window.

"In the future, how about you call me sister and I call you brother?" Quite arrogantly drank a can of beer in one gulp, Yan Yuanyi said with a bit of seriousness. What that woman had, if she didn't, it always felt that something wasn't quite right.

"I think you can call me brother." Wei Wuji also drank the beer in his hand and said. This woman's mentality seems to be corrected well, always competing with a person, too tired at the same time, is it really interesting? Whether it's an older brother or a younger brother, he's still him after all.