At this time, Lian Shanqing, who had sneaked away and said that he was going home for dinner, was strolling in the grove at the back of the hill.

The grove is located in the southwest corner of the hill, the forest is not large, less than a mile from east to west, the hollow valley is silent, dark and damp, only the big trees stand in clusters, leaving thick withered leaves to moisten the land.

The trees were so dense that they obscured the sky, and only the occasional pillar of light pierced through the thick foliage, emitting a golden glow that illuminated the gloomy woods.

I saw Lian Shanqing strolling in the grove, and his small figure loomed among the trees, adding a little vitality to this dead and silent forest.

Lian Shanqing found a flat place in the woods, two or three meters in radius, surrounded by trees, looking up at the sky, as if in a dry well, the branches spread like the mouth of the well, looking into the distance, the top of the hill can be vaguely seen, can't help nodding secretly, thinking

"This place is just right for cultivation. ”

So, he rolled up his cuffs and tightened his trousers, and as for the consequences of sneaking out, let's talk about it later.

Lian Shanqing's heart swelled at this moment, thinking of the peerless fairy shadow that crossed the universe in his previous life, which was the existence that he looked up to, and his name shocked all races, thinking back to the past, he didn't feel that his heart was full of blood.

Lian Shanqing recalled that bloody night, when he had just cultivated Xiaocheng and guarded an ancient road with his family, when the enemy attacked suddenly, and the enemies all over the mountains were besieged, and he was about to step into the pass.

I saw a god man floating in the air, a strong enemy with one face, a fairy shadow, the most divine and holy, causing a bloody rain and bloody wind in an instant, the enemy lost his armor and unloaded, and had no choice but to give up this pass under heavy losses.

At that time, I looked at the invincible heroic posture of the enemy, and I only felt that my heart was surging, and I wanted to rush out of the ancient road and meet the enemies from all directions.

But at that time, he was weak and weak, and he was discouraged, so he had to return to his family, read the ancient scriptures, and retreat for thousands of years.

After a while, Lian Shanqing came back to his senses, stabilized his mind, and thought in his heart, "The past is like smoke, I don't know this life, I haven't had the opportunity to meet many friends, I don't know if the past opponent is okay?"

Lian Shanqing thought of his parents in this life, the unobtrusive father, the strong mother, and the little brother who didn't know where he was.

Suddenly, the laughter of children came from a distance, and Lian Shanqing listened to the sound of frolicking and walked away to the tribe, and couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, turn around, and look at the top of the hill, wanting to see the burly figure that was thundering.

I saw a large figure standing on the top of a small hill in the distance, as if looking for something, the sun hung overhead, and the sun fell on its majestic skin, as if covered with a layer of gold paint, and the white clouds set off, like a god.

Lian Shanqing stared at Lian Shan Lei Hua intently, really wanted to see his serious face, how angry he was now, only to see that figure suddenly moved, his posture was vigorous, sometimes he rose into the air, sometimes he bent over and touched the ground, as if he was dancing.

Dance?

Is it dancing?

Lian Shanqing hurriedly climbed up to the treetops to broaden his horizon, wanting to see more clearly.

Leaning less, Lian Shanqing squatted between the treetops, only to feel the thunder rolling, a huge shock in his heart, knowing that he had discovered a big secret, there was joy in his heart, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, like a little fox who only stole his mouth to eat.

A quarter of an hour

Two quarters of an hour

......

Lian Shanqing came back to his senses, the small figure stood on the thick fallen leaves, the small face was full of seriousness, inexplicable momentum, appeared on the young figure, as if imprisoned space, as if someone accidentally pressed the pause button, the fallen leaves stagnated, and everything fell into an inexplicable field.

Sand ~ sand

A breeze blew, brushed through the leaves, and made a sound, only to see Lian Shanqing's originally static body, suddenly moved, like a grandmaster walking on dust, as if moving but not moving, sometimes light and sometimes slow, the figure wandered and moved between the big trees, ethereal, changeable, leaving only the remnants of the Tao, which made people incomprehensible.

I saw that Lian Shanqing's figure appeared, silently, standing next to an ancient tree with waist thickness, reaching out and pinching his fingers, an inexplicable qi machine appeared in his hand, his whole body was boiling, until the sun rose, the spirit platform rose, wandering away where there was less yin and less yang, secretly combining the momentum of the five elements, and the whole body gathered strength, and there was no half of the phase outside his body, he naturally stood upright, and the grandmaster was bearing.

"Loose hands in a finch tail"

The white horse passed through the gap, and in an instant, the storm was raging, Lian Shanqing's body turned slightly, the center of gravity of the body shifted, the power was scattered, his eyes were blazing, he looked straight ahead, and his body was linked.

There are thousands of changes between the hands, like a silk net, the arms are slightly embraced, as if the mountain is in the arms, the qi is floating and sinking, waving his hand and hitting the tree body heavily, then he turned around and unloaded, along the position of the nine palaces, without a trace of delay to turn to other places.

Touch~

Click!

I saw that the big tree that was hit by the tail of the mountain green made a loud noise, the whole tree was cut off, the body of the tree was torn apart, the trunk flew sideways, fell in the distance, smashed down the trees next to it, broke the silence of the grove, and at this time, only the bench-sized roots were left crooked, and the sawdust flying in the sky.

At this time, seven or eight miles away, deep in the woods, in a dark and damp place, there was a slight sound under the thick fallen leaves.

"Rustle~"

Wandering uncertainly, gradually, a pair of eyes the size of copper bells appeared among the fallen leaves, cold and ruthless, full of dead silence, staring closely ahead.

"Sanshou two-style oblique sun and moon"

Suddenly, there was a shout, only to see Lian Shanqing's small figure flickering, appearing aside, five or six meters away, the whole person rose into the air, like an antelope hanging horns, flat bottom storm, robes danced with the wind, set off layers of fallen leaves, along a strange angle, across the trees, fierce and treacherous, so that it was caught off guard, the tree body exploded, splashing waves.

"Take the mountains and rivers in three ways

”

"Loose hands in four styles"

“

The five styles of loose hands seem to be traceless"

Falling leaves roll in the garden, fluttering with the wind, a figure is hazy, there seems to be nothing, waving the hand to pull out the mountains and rivers, like a flat bottom thunder, the rain hits the banana leaves, the gods and men are left behind.

I saw that even the figure of Shanqing was mysterious and mysterious, moving in the air between the virtual and the real, reaching out to fly flowers and picking leaves, its strength was masculine, turning clouds and rain, causing a piece of trees to fly sideways, a mess, like a beast ravaging.

“

The six styles of Sanshou are immeasurable

”

Leaning less, only to hear a childish shout sounded, only to see Lian Shanqing's whole person hanging in the air, more than one meter high body appears even smaller, like a peng spreading its wings, invisible air flow in its body shape, swooping to the earth, the palm of the hand wants to shoot down, the rolling air flow appears, the tornado sets off layers of fallen leaves, leaking out of the fertile land.

Boom~

A loud bang sounded from the ground, and it was as if the sky was falling apart, and the mountains shook for a while.

I saw Lian Shanqing kneeling on one knee, slapping one palm on the ground, cracking the brown ground, and the clicking sound was piercing, leaving a hideous crack, winding, more than half a meter deep.

The soil splashed, and the fallen leaves first rose to the sky, and then turned back to the earth, like a heavy rain pouring, brushing sound.

This thunderous palm power, combined with its overwhelming momentum, if it falls on the enemy's head, I am afraid that the skull will be shattered, and the brain will be splashed, no matter where it falls, it will become a blur of flesh and blood.

The six styles of scattered hands, the moves are myriad, exquisite, and all kinds of changes are one, even if they only rely on their own qi and blood power, they can cause great damage.

What's even more valuable is that it has no realm requirements, only pays attention to the Great Dao, as if there is no end, even if ordinary people who have no half of the cultivation master the skills and use them skillfully, they are not invincible martial arts masters.

After all, this is not a mortal martial arts, every move and style contains countless truths.

Lian Shanqing stood up, the dead leaves at the placket of his clothes slipped off, shaking his robe, and setting off gusts of wind and dust.

Even the mountains and green came back to their senses, looked around, only to see the mud marks all over the ground, within a radius of 100 meters, the dusting soil and sand, the trees collapsed and blocked the ground, the branches and leaves fell, like a flood swept away, the earth dragon turned over, a mess.

I couldn't help but wonder a little, and I couldn't help but think in my heart.

"No, no, a few loose hands, uncertain about the real and the virtual, grabbing, taking, beating, falling, picking, the void and the qi, the god and the body, and changing at will, I am obviously holding the yuan all over my body, and the thoughts are accessible, where does this body anger come from. ”

Thinking about it, he suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows, and sat cross-legged, where is the mess all over the ground.

I saw that the little figure was sitting cross-legged on the ground, hidden between the rolling and broken tree trunks, and the white little face was full of doubts, huddled together, like a small bun that had just been baked, which was pitiful.

A quarter of an hour

Two quarters of an hour

Half an hour

......

An hour later, Lian Shanqing stretched out his hands, stretched his waist, stood up, lifted his robe, shook off the dirt and fallen leaves on it, only to feel refreshed, his thoughts were clear, and the whole person seemed to have just woken up, and he was no longer as full of doubts as he was just now.

Lian Shanqing looked at the mess everywhere, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry in his heart, after all, he was more or less a natural and man-made disaster.

Leaning less, Lian Shanqing soothed his body, crackling like fried beans, the bones trembled, and walked across, removing the surrounding broken wood, piling them up in one place, freeing up an open space.

I saw Lian Shan Qing suddenly jumped into the air and landed on the wet ground, but the whole person was like a drunk, stumbling, the pace was messy but very steady, the movements became more and more exquisite, and the afterimage of the Tao appeared in his hand, like a white lotus flower in bloom, but the body was steady and gentle, this fast and slow, virtual and real, made people faint, and the contradiction was incomparable.

Lian Shanqing's figure became more and more natural and fast, moving and flickering, erratic, leaving only the remnants of the Dao Dao slowly dissipating.

"Catch the bird's tail

Take mountains and rivers

........

Boundless"

Lian Shanqing flickered and appeared next to the trees, from time to time with a volley of palms, grasping with his hands, invisible qi appeared, rolling up fallen leaves, but in order to cause damage to the trees, only left more than an inch deep palm print scratches on the tree, and the moves became more and more exquisite and natural.

At this time, Lian Shanqing only felt that his body was full of qi and blood, and occasionally he had a flash of inspiration, falling into a wonderful Dao rhyme, and his figure became more and more blurred, and he didn't notice that on the hill in the distance, the burly figure was looking serious, staring at this place tightly.