After the loud noise, Gu Yijue silently sacrificed his natal sword and tightly surrounded the place where Liu Jingxun and Chen Zhuo were.

He took a plate of peanuts in one hand and a wine jug in the other, and sat down in a place with a good view.

Good show, watch it slowly.

The movement was too big, everyone felt it, Fang Qimu even thought that there was a foreign enemy climbing the mountain, and just about to go to take a look, he was stopped by Longqiu Tangxi.

Longqiu Tangxi stopped several people together, and at the same time transmitted: "He's practicing boxing, don't care."

In fact, without even thinking about it, he must have been punched very hard.

It hurts, but there is no way.

If he only used Guiyuan Qi to go to the Guiru with the Fugue Realm, he would not be able to do anything.

Longqiu Tangxi transmitted many voices at the same time, saying, "It was difficult for him to show up before the opening of the mountain, how hard it was for the two of you."

After thinking about it, she still couldn't help it, and she had seen enough of someone's serious injury.

Long Qiu Tangxi suddenly asked, "He only knelt down and kowtowed, he can only be regarded as filial piety, did someone say a lot of bastard things?"

Fang Qimu sighed and said, "That's inevitable, the Empress Dowager and Her Second Highness had a very deep meeting in the early years, besides, even if it's really sad, it won't be sad in front of us."

After a pause, Fang Qimu continued, "Now it's not a royal person, but it's not too ugly."

Long Qiu Tangxi nodded and walked away in an instant.

The death of the Empress Dowager was actually a reason for Liu Jingxun and Yu Tian to return to Beijing. After all, across generations, the saddest one may be Zhao Yang.

In the mountain behind Chi Dusk Peak, more than ten miles away from the fairy grass garden in Tantu, Liu Jingxun was lying in the big pit, unable to move at all.

Liu Jingxun scolded and said, "It's a shame that I was beaten a lot in Kunlun a few years ago, otherwise your punch would have killed me."

Chen Pao was still expressionless, only threw away a pill casually, and said indifferently: "I have a measured hand, it is just a skin injury, I will give you a night of healing, I will be here tomorrow, and then practice boxing."

After finishing speaking, the whole person disappeared out of thin air, Liu Jingxun is so angry! Can you fucking get me out?

The place where it landed was Gu Yijue's side.

Gu Da Jian Immortal just ate a few peanuts, and this is the end of it?

Seeing Chen Pao here, Gu Yijue hurriedly got up and hugged his fists, and said with a smile: "This punch of the predecessor is really not light, but if he wants to practice boxing now, what else can he practice?"

When it comes to Liu Jingxun's realm, there is really nothing to practice, and boxing intent is not something that can be practiced every day.

Chen Zhuo threw a prescription and said softly, "Grab the medicine according to the prescription, I don't have so many pills."

After saying that, he left again.

Gu Yijue wondered, how can you laugh with the mountain master, and I am cold?

But I quickly figured it out, it's just a matter of familiarity or not.

When he landed at the inn, Chen Wenjia was also waiting.

She also doesn't understand, Liu Jingxun is clearly a genius in terms of martial arts, and now he has returned to the peak of his vitality, and he is only one foot away from Liuli's body, literally practicing boxing, what else is there to practice?

She handed a pot of wine in both hands and asked softly, "Although it is said that you will live to learn all the time, but when you return to the peak of your vitality, practicing boxing again is a matter of importance, and what boxing routines are meaningless."

Chen Pao took the drink and didn't drink it.

"An old friend came to me, met him, and suddenly changed his mind. Liu Jingxun entered the realm very quickly, and in his early thirties, he was already at the peak of his vitality, but he was actually not a genius, and now he broke through the realm quickly, but he had precipitated a lot somewhere in the past. But he is in a hurry, and the foundation of the first realm of returning to the vitality is thin, and it seems that there is only a line of separation from the glass body, but the glass body has three realms, one realm and one heavy sky. If you don't want to think of a way, if you die, you will gather a flower, which is comparable to refining the void."

Chen Wenjia frowned and said, "He didn't take the martial arts realm seriously, what did the master bother to do?"

Chen Zhuo smiled: "I can't take care of it, but if you want to disperse and cultivate in the future, I'm afraid it won't count if he says it."

Now that you're gone

This road, why is there a need to divide martial arts and qi refiners?

Cultivating truth is not just refining qi.

In fact, he is also very curious, where can a single but all-encompassing road go in the end?

On the back mountain, in the end, it was Gu Yijue who carried Liu Jingxuan out of the pit.

Gu Yijue asked, "Go back to the house over there in the Begonia Tree, or go to the inn?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head, "I'm not going anywhere, just here."

After taking the pill, I really got a lot better.

A few swords were cut out of a cave, and Gu Yijue helped Liu Jingxuan to walk in.

Even at this time, Liu Jingxun still had to drink.

He took a sip of wine and asked, "You told the story of Peach Leaf to Zhang Wuwei, right?" What details are missing? No one in the village confessed who did that, but Old Jiang died."

Gu Yijue also took a sip of wine, and said in a deep voice: "I know that I can't hide it from you, but the story of Jiang Yu, Bai Xiaodou and Zhang Wuwei is much better." In fact, Lao Jiang was beaten to death by the people in that village, and Peach Leaf was raised by everyone, and he ended up with a beast father."

After a pause, Gu Yijue continued: "A good person in a village has carried this black pot to the outside world, preserving the reputation of their father and daughter."

Liu Jingxun nodded and said softly, "When they grow up, if they ask again, it will be good to tell the truth." Sometimes you have to tell them that the world is dangerous and the human heart is unpredictable. Sometimes you have to tell a few lies and tell them that this world is not the best, but it is not the worst either. When the children grow up and know how to distinguish between right and wrong, the real is the true, and the false is the false."

Gu Yijue held back for a long time, and then burst out with a sentence: "Good intentions."

Liu Jingxuan suddenly lay on the stone slab and said softly, "Okay, you go, I'm suddenly a little sleepy."

It's the kind that is really sleepy, and the eyelids fight.

Gu Yijue nodded, "Then sleep well for a while."

I guess I will be very sleepy and sleepy tomorrow night.

For adults, a dreamless night is difficult.

When Liu Jingxun opened his eyes, the sky was already dark.

Here in Fuzhou County, the sky was bright in the middle of summer, and the sky was already bright at the end of the year and the beginning of the year. After winter, it is different, and it is only dawn in the middle of the morning.

I've been waking up early, but it's been a long time since I've practiced boxing in the morning.

Walking out of the cave, it was cloudy and hot today, and it was estimated that there would be a heavy rain later.

Six-style boxing method, Liu Jingxun learned from his own apprentices, disrupted the order, and started with the reckless style. Originally, as the last type of reckless fist, it opened and closed, and it was indomitable, which was a reckless word.

The fists and feet moved, and the punches were like the wind, enveloping the thunder and the flames. With this weather alone, the idle monk can't get close.

Practicing and practicing, cold and unpleasant*** go to a few strokes of winding boxing, and then the six-style boxing method you have me and I have you, sometimes clumsy and sometimes smart, unpredictable.

Leng Buding smashed a fist in front of him, Liu Jingxuan hurriedly dodged, but he didn't dodge, and was stunned by a solid punch in the head.

As soon as he stood firm, another punch came to the lower abdomen.

Only then did Liu Jingxuan not think about hiding, and when the fist was close, he quickly returned the punch back.

As a result, it only hit the corner of people's clothes.

Chen Pao nodded, finally with a smile.

"Knowing how to hide, knowing how to fight back, it means that you are not wood."

When he spoke, he raised his realm violently, and slashed at Liu Jingxun with a knife in his hand with a single-flower glass body.

Liu Jingxun instinctively wanted to hide and then counterattack, but he was still split on the shoulder, and the whole person was smashed crooked.

Chen Pao said as he made his move, "The Five Qi Dynasty Yuan, the Three Flowers Gather at the Top, and this is what the earliest Qi Refiners cultivated. It is still to seek inward, not to absorb the aura of heaven and earth. Liu Jingxun, martial arts is your way out."

Liu Jingxun could only keep dodging, but seven times out of ten he couldn't dodge, so it was only a moment younger, and he was already covered in bruises, and he couldn't even care about answering.

In the end, Chen Pao made an elbow blow and smashed Liu Jingxuan out of the air, and then stopped.

Liu Jingxuan stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "I know, but if you leave a way out, you will hesitate."

Chen Pao sneered, "Then you can't learn boxing at home, practice swords at home, and study at home. If you have no way out of retreat and fight against the odds, you are not strong." Z.br>

I thought that sentence would be the same as more than ten years ago, with that kind of indomitable momentum, and desperately want to return the punch.

But Liu Jingxun grinned, took off the wine gourd and poured it wildly, and threw the wine gourd into the distance.

The wine was mixed with blood and swallowed, Liu Jingxun suddenly changed, as if he had taken off the mask he had worn for many years, and the whole person looked much younger. It's not like a young man in his thirties, who looks like he's twenty-five or sixteen when he dies.

The corners of Chen Pao's mouth twitched, I said, why did this kid change so much, it turned out to be fake? I didn't even see it.

That's right! Young is young, old is old, what to hide?

With a few wrinkles missing, doesn't this look much more handsome?

Liu Jingxun slowly rolled up his sleeves, put on a fist fight, grinned, and said, "Senior, even Liu Jianqiu at the age of twenty, never felt that his fists were big and his realm was high, and he was a strong person."

At this moment, the clouds in the sky are getting thicker, and there are already a little drops of rain that are beginning to drip.

But when the raindrops fell on the two of them, they were all evaporated into mist by the invisible fist intent.

Liu Jingxun's body condensed, and he quickly put on a layer of glass armor.

Chen Pao was slightly surprised, suddenly raised his left hand, lightly blocked a punch, and then dropped his arm to block the right side.

After stopping more than a dozen punches one after another, Chen Pao suddenly twisted his neck and said with a smile, "It's not bad, it's a little interesting."

As he spoke, the figure suddenly dissipated, and the place was a hundred feet round, and only a loud sound like a thunder explosion could be heard, and no figure was seen at all.

Gu Yijue ate a peanut and said, "This ...... Practice a fart! The martial arts cultivation comparable to the real realm, I was dazzled by what I saw."

The next moment, it was still the big pit last night, and the white-clothed Chen Pao clasped Liu Jingxun's head with one hand and lifted it up and hung it in the air.

"You're not a genius, you know."

Liu Jingxuan's face was already covered with blood, but he still grinned and said hoarsely: "Three hundred years old Gui Yuan Qi peak, what kind of genius is it."

I can't remember, but for so long, how could I not practice boxing?