Chapter 472: The True King Sees the False King
Qi Miaoyi accompanied Lu Ning out of the palace, and when she got outside, it was in a hidden valley, with clouds and mist on it, and you couldn't see the top of the surrounding mountains.
And the flowers below are in full bloom, competing for beauty.
At that time, those fierce and vicious warriors had disappeared, Lu Ning came to the recliner under the flower stand, lay down idlely, and watched the two butterflies fight for a flower stamen.
Qi Miaoyi moved over, and a chair sat beside him.
"Is the magic left by Genghis Khan really that magical?"
Lu Ning replied casually.
"It's so-so, it's enough, and there's nothing worth saying."
In fact, what Lu Ning just used was not magic at all, but the point point method in traditional martial arts.
When he was in Taihe Mountain, he and Zhang Sanfeng shared day and night, not only discussing some natural science things, but also asking him for some martial arts exercises.
Zhang Sanfeng not only taught him some introductory methods of breathing, but also taught him the acupoint technique. This kind of thing is also martial arts and medicine, and it has a wide range of uses.
After such a long period of diligent study and hard training, although it is quite difficult for him to fight with the enemy, he can still do it with silver needles.
When the warrior was about to slap him, he had already pinched the prepared silver needle in his hand, calculated the way of the other party's slap, and aimed the needle at the guy.
It was not so much that Lu Ning was clicking on his acupoint, it was better to say that he took the initiative to come over and let Lu Ning point it.
At that time, no matter how hard he exerted, the consequences were as serious as they were, and I am afraid that until now, that arrogant samurai is still in a state of paralysis.
Qi Miaoyi seemed to know something, and did not continue to dwell with him on this issue.
At that moment, a roar of motors was heard in the sky, and several primitive planes passed through the clouds and circled above their heads.
At this moment, the beauties who had originally escaped gathered around Lu Ning again, pinching their feet and pinching their shoulders.
"Master, what is that strange eagle?"
One of the beautiful women who treated him asked.
Qi Miaoyi next to her said disdainfully.
"What a strange eagle, that's the plane invented by the master!"
Hearing them arguing like this, Lu Ning knew that they were deliberately leading this topic in this direction, but he still pretended to be stupid and stared at the sky without talking.
Have you asked them to find this place, it seems that this drama can't go on, and no matter how well the fox hides it, it will eventually show its tail.
I don't want to do anything, just ride a donkey and read a record book.
So, Lu Ning said with his eyes half-closed.
"It's not fun to stay like this, Miaoyi, give me another belly dance."
As if knowing Lu Ning's living habits, the other party was not as unrestrained as in the Western Regions, but wore very conservative and gorgeous dance clothes and danced very elegantly.
At this moment, an old man in a black robe and a masked face came from the side.
His steps are light and agile, and his upper body basically doesn't shake when he walks, but he really has a feeling of walking like a dragon.
"My chosen son, what do you think of what heaven tastes like?"
Behind him, there were still some samurai with swords, and the nicotine beauty followed him step by step.
Lu Ning knew that the sweet dates they had given themselves for so many days had finally come to bargain.
The old man's eyes were greedy and sharp, like a lone wolf, and like a falcon hovering in the air waiting for an opportunity.
It's just that Lu Ning was not afraid, and said very indifferently.
"It takes a lot of effort to arrange such a dream, in fact, in my palace, as long as I want, I can make ten hundred such paradises at any time, poverty limits your imagination, old sir."
Goodna next to her jumped out again at this time, pointed at Lu Ning with the golden cigarette stick in her hand, and said viciously.
"The master is talking to you, don't be ignorant, otherwise the master's hand will drop you into the eighteenth layer of hell with a slight wave of his hand!"
Lu Ning glanced at her graceful body and said.
"If it weren't for the nicotine smell on your body, it would be more like a paradise."
This is how many times Goodna has heard the word "nicotine" in his mouth, and asked viciously.
"What is nicotine?"
"It's the smell of cigarette pouch oil on your body, so I want to ask you for a word, please don't talk to me, disgusting and want to vomit."
"You ......"
Lu Ning no longer paid attention to this self-righteous woman, and turned his head to the masked old man.
"You don't have to create any hellish horror for me, just ask this nicotine woman to stay by my side for a moment longer, this moment is a very terrible hell, you often stay next to hell, isn't it painful?"
The old man smiled and said.
"She's doing a very good job, and if you ignore the smell of cigarette pouch oil on his body, you'll enjoy it like a fairy."
Lu Ning smiled mysteriously at some point.
"Do you think your fake paradise is so perfect?"
The old man said very confidently.
"Aren't you enjoying the treatment of a fairy?"
"Immortals can fly in the sky."
Lu Ning pointed to more and more planes in the sky.
"Just like them, and you reptiles, no matter how gorgeous they are, reptiles are still reptiles, and naturally they can't become immortals."
The old man said with a hint of greed in his eyes.
"You invented that thing called an airplane, right?"
"Of course, when it comes to building a paradise, I'm an ancestor, and you can't even be a grandson."
The old man came directly and said.
"Well, teach me this technique, and I'll tell you to stay in heaven, how about this deal."
I thought that Lu Ning would refuse, but who knew that he didn't care about it.
"Okay, make this disgusting woman disappear from me, or disappear from this world completely, it's up to you to do it!"