Chapter 57: I Never Hold a Grudge in My Heart
The arrival of An Qisheng attracted the attention of many people, and many people talked about it.
He stopped, and his afterglow swept over several pavilions, and there were about twenty or thirty people present, most of them were in good spirits and had a heavy breath, and they obviously had a foundation.
"Another friend?"
A calm, gentle voice sounded in the gazebo on the left.
An Qisheng looked sideways slightly, it was a young man about twenty or thirty years old.
He stepped on cloth shoes, wore black clothes, had silver hair, a handsome face, and a slender figure.
He spoke unhurriedly, but he drowned out the voices of others present.
It can be seen that this silver-haired young man has a very special status, and no matter who he is in the pavilion, he is inadvertently staying away from him and wanting to get closer.
"An Qisheng, passing by Treasure Island, I can't help but come to Yangming to worship the mountain."
An Qisheng raised his hand slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.
He was slightly surprised.
The silver-haired young man didn't seem to be much older than him, but he had a restrained aura, a bit of Wang Zhixuan's taste.
is actually a master of strength.
"Enkisheng ......."
The silver-haired young man groaned for a moment, as if he hadn't thought of any master with this name.
But looking at the big dragon trembling between his steps, his feet seem to be slow and fast, the breath between his eyebrows is restrained, and he has kung fu in his body when he walks, and he is obviously a master.
"My name is Jing Xiaolou, a disciple of the teacher, and I am here to receive you today."
Jing Xiaolou stood up, returned the salute, and said with a smile:
"Brother An can come to visit, my teacher must be happy."
"Huh? The little gentleman actually recognized him? ”
"Why can he get in? An Qisheng, which way master is called this name? ”
"Anderson? Which disciple of this boxing master can't succeed? ”
Before An Qisheng could speak, the crowd present was already in an uproar.
Although the great master is easy-going and willing to guide the juniors, not everyone is qualified to visit him, not because of himself, but because of the many martial artists in the world.
There's not even a threshold, and there's no need to do anything else.
Everyone present, there is no shortage of people who have come to visit many times, but every time they can't pass the test, how can this ordinary young man be recognized?
"Friends, but you can't trust someone?"
Jing Xiaolou looked around and spoke lightly.
His voice was neither slow nor slow, but like a spring breeze, although it was gentle, it could not be ignored, and it swept away many noisy sounds at once.
"Mr. Xiao's vision, we can naturally trust it."
One of them gritted his teeth and got up, and arched his hand:
"It's just that I have come three times, and I can't see the great master, even if this person enters the eyes of the little gentleman, he should always show his hand and let us be convinced."
"Yes, little sir."
The others didn't dare to heckle again, but they should also talk to the man who spoke.
"Your name is Ren Kaiyu, you practice fighting in the army, and you have been a soldier for a few years, right?"
Jing Xiaolou got up slowly, his voice was flat:
"The strength of the shot is with you, the masculine martial arts in the army are in your hands, and it is estimated that you can also compare with the dark strength, so you are not convinced, right?"
"Yes."
Ren Kaiyu gritted his teeth.
Of course, he could see that An Qisheng's kung fu had come to an end, but he had been trapped in front of the dark energy for a long time, and after he was discharged from the army, he had no guidance, and he was very eager to see the great grandmaster.
Although I was a little offended, I couldn't help but stand up.
Call!
Jing Xiaolou was about to speak, but his heart suddenly moved, and he raised his eyes to look.
I saw An Qisheng smile slightly, and walked towards the pavilion where Ren Kaiyu was located step by step.
"Huh? Want to get your hands dirty? ”
Ren Kaiyu's eyes froze, the muscles on his arms bulged, and his fist marks were clenched.
An Qisheng was not in a hurry, just over ten meters, walked twenty steps, and stopped at the foot of the pavilion steps.
"You!"
Ren Kaiyu's heart jumped, his clenched fists couldn't help but spread, and he looked blankly behind An Qisheng.
Behind him, on the pure white slate, footprints are clearly visible from far and near!
"Shhh
The people in the pavilions gasped.
The stone slabs outside the pavilion are all the best stones selected from Yangming Mountain, and they are the hardest, and they can't break them without tools.
But at the feet of this teenager, he is as fragile as tofu.
The gap is really huge.
"Step by step can be dark, if you lift it lightly, this is the dark energy?"
Ren Kaiyu's heart was shocked, and he smiled bitterly and arched his hand:
"It's my dog who looks down on people, and I ask my friends not to be surprised."
"Those who don't know are not to blame."
An Qisheng exhaled slightly.
Although his dark energy has not been refined all over his body, after the battle between Xinguo and the swordsman, he has become more and more comfortable with the mastery of dark energy.
When he first became a dark power, he sent six or seven times, but now, fifty times, the problem is not too big.
"Brother An's dark energy is deep, and the strength is not far away, if you friends can also do this, I should bow down to greet you."
Jing Xiaolou was not surprised, arched his hand to the surroundings, and his eyes fell on Ren Kaiyu:
"The boxing skills in the army are the most ferocious, and three years can make a person with different kung fu become successful, and it is also ruthless to the physical body.
If you leave the army, you will no longer have the treatment of the army, and there will be no tiger and wolf medicine to fill the gap, and your body will already be strong from the outside. What you need to do now is not to be brave and diligent, but to go home and recuperate. ”
"Mr. Xie Xiao instructed."
Ren Kaiyu bowed and thanked him.
"If you come back in three or five years, it will be bright and dark."
Jing Xiaolou smiled slightly, paced towards the gazebo, and waved his hand slightly:
"Brother An, please come with me."
An Qisheng nodded, walked into the manor with Jing Xiaolou one after the other.
"Brother Ren! Not here, look elsewhere! ”
A low man walked up to Ren Kaiyu and said with some indignation:
"It is said that this Great Grandmaster Xue is better to bring up the juniors and guide the kung fu, and now it seems that he is also a person who watches people cook!"
Ren Kaiyu's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to slap him.
Syllable!
Ren Kaiyu had great strength, and he didn't show mercy when he shot it, just a slap, and the low man flew out three meters.
"Ahh
His mind was dizzy, his cheeks were high and swollen, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, with an incredulous expression:
"Brother Ren, you hit me?"
"It's still light to hit you!"
Ren Kaiyu's face was gloomy, and he scolded:
"Grandmaster Xue has been a martial artist all his life, and you can question it as a dog? Get out of here! ”
"Good!"
The low man staggered to his feet, gritted his teeth and walked away.
.......
In the manor, there are no gaps in the floor paved with pure white stone, rockeries on both sides, flowers and plants are secluded, and at the end of the line of sight, there is an artificial lake, and the water vapor is steaming.
On the riverside, Xuanfeng buildings rise and fall, with an indescribable rhythm.
Although the palace family is so big, but between these mountains, the cost of building such a manor will naturally not be low.
As he walked, Jing Xiaolou suddenly slowed down and walked side by side with An Qisheng:
"Naren Kaiyu has been a soldier for a few years, and he was forced to retire because of the brawl and injury in the army, reckless, but the person is not bad, Brother An, don't keep it in mind."
"Where?"
An Qisheng smiled dumbly:
"Brother Jing, don't worry, I never hold grudges in my heart."