If Chen Yulong's words before were extremely arrogant, then now Tai Chi let a junior disciple of the Zhizi generation go to fight against a jade character senior uncle who is in full swing, it is simply disdainful and a slap in the face.

Chen Yulong had a pretty face, he didn't know whether he was happy or angry, but he stretched out his sleeves and made a gesture of please, and stopped talking.

Guan Zhilin, who had an honest face, bowed slightly to the white-clothed uncle, which could be regarded as a gift for the younger generation. It's just that he knew that his appearance was quite pranky, so although Guan Zhilin looked quite uneasy, he was not polite and took action first.

Cultivators of the same sect and sect, although they consume the financial and material resources of the sect on the same way as the practice, but their daily expenses, as well as the various finishing touches on the cultivation road, the icing on the cake of the spiritual weapons, rely on their personal background after all. Therefore, with similar talents, a monk with a strong family background, even if his talent is slightly lower, his mental perseverance is slightly inferior, supplemented by various heavenly and earthly treasures that cost money like flowing water, and the blessings of various magic weapons and spiritual weapons, the situation on the road of cultivation is much more magnificent than that of a monk from a poor family.

People are more popular than people, and when it comes to being born and family to compare with Taoist cultivation, you will be doubly angry.

Looking at Guan Zhilin's outfit, and his bland manners, words and deeds, he knew that this person was from an ordinary family, just like Shi Yuqing, who was born as a charcoal-burning orphan;

So against this handsome uncle who was obviously from a prominent family, Guan Zhilin didn't even bother to bring a peachwood sword from Naxi Qiaoshan. This is also the only weapon he can use.

I saw that after the gray-robed young man stood up straight, his hands were slowly raised in front of him, neither curved nor straight, and his palms were slightly sunken like tiles. Guan Zhilin's eyes stared at the top of his palms, as if in that void, there was a magnificent scene of the rising sun and the churning of the sea of clouds.

Ren Pingsheng was not a qi practitioner, and he was very puzzled by the gray-robed young man's posture of not attacking or defending, let alone seeing the slightest fluctuation of mana. Looking at the arrogant white-clothed uncle, he was still silent, simply clasped his hands, and let the gray-robed young man do whatever he wanted.

Guan Zhilin waited for his hands to be raised to shoulder height, suddenly twisted his waist slightly, did not advance but retreated, and retreated with his right foot. I saw him standing in place with half a lunge, and between his hands, he quickly gathered a condensed and visible qi machine, which rolled round and circulated with the momentum of rubbing.

Guan Zhilin's back shook forward slightly, and he didn't see how he threw it with both hands, and the round qi machine burst out in an umbrella shape in an instant, like a huge scimitar blade that was neither virtual nor real, cutting straight towards Chen Yulong.

Look at the awe-inspiring majesty of that umbrella-shaped qi machine, it is enough to cut the white-clothed uncle in the center and turn it into two upright petals!

Chen Yulong stood still, his eyes were cold and looked at the nephew of the younger generation who was very face-saving today, and he was disdainful of the oncoming qi machine. Until the swift and incomparable Void Blade broke through the air, it was about to touch the fluttering white clothes. I saw Chen Yulong move lightly with his big sleeve in one hand, and with a flick of his palm, like a mosquito repellent fly, he had already used that Qianqian Su hand to drag the qi machine like silky satin, twisted.

When Chen Yulong put down his hand again, he had already thrown that qi machine to the ground, took advantage of the situation to put his hands behind his back, held his head high, and coldly threw over a sentence: "This kind of subtle technique, don't take it out to show ugliness." If you still have any housekeeping skills, do whatever you want, if not, as an elder who is not much older than you, I would like to give you a word of advice, and don't be embarrassed again. ”

There was a little cheering around, and the flattery was very strong.

The gray-robed Taoist's face remained unchanged, and he clasped his fists and saluted innocently, and then said slowly: "Thank you Uncle for your advice, but please keep an eye on ...... under your feet."

Chen Yulong was startled by this mention, and suddenly sensed a burst of softness under his feet, and there was an abnormal qi rhythm. I saw a burst of smoke and dust pouring up, permeating a square foot, a white dress like a remnant of the wind, and the edge of the smoke and dust of the plunderer moved horizontally for more than two or three zhang, which could not be unfast. But it's still half slow

step, it turned out that the qi machine that was crushed and thrown on the ground by him had disappeared, but for some reason, suddenly the ground with a radius of five or six feet under his feet, just a moment before the two of them spoke, slowly turned into powder, and suddenly burst out.

Rao is Chen Yulong reacted very quickly after feeling the abnormality, but he was still on the way, and the small half of the snow-white sleeve on the right side not only had yellow dust, but also dozens of mottled holes. Chen Yulong, who originally looked like a jade tree facing the wind, although he was not defeated, but suddenly he was so ugly, he still couldn't help but be annoyed, a pretty face, a flush flew up in an instant, and his eyes stared at the gray-robed Taoist like electricity.

"Good, good. Chen Yulong's crisp and high-pitched voice, although it was not big, seemed more and more cold, "When did someone on Xiqiao Mountain start to tinker with this kind of trick of stealing chickens and touching dogs, it is really very glorious. ”

As soon as the words came out, there was no sound of drinking tea and echoing, and even a woman in the northeast corner just whispered, not knowing what to read. Chen Yulong knew that he was speechless, didn't he even scold the entire Xiqiao Mountain?

It's just that the cold and arrogant look on his face has not changed at all. Chen Yulong turned around in white clothes, and pointed forward with his right hand as he turned around, as if looking around at the scenery and pointing at the country, his posture was chic and his demeanor was thousands. But when I saw that dusty place, there seemed to be a long dragon siphoning, and the dust disappeared instantly. Immediately after the ground scenery flickered, in the open space of more than ten zhang square, there was a wonderful scene of strange peaks standing and rivers turning.

The white-clothed Chen Yulong and the gray-robed Guan Zhilin each stood on a hill, seemingly a hundred miles apart, but also close at hand.

Chen Yulong's big sleeves flew, and between the peaks, he saw that there were flowing clouds flying, and the mountain wind pierced through the forest;

Guan Zhilin's expression was solemn, and he sat down on the top of the verdant mountain, closed his eyes slightly, and performed the technique of shrinking into mustard seeds. It's just that the qi used to create a small world of mustard seeds is very weak, and the mustard seed barrier has begun to crumble when the mountain wind passes through.

The gray-robed figure exposed on the top of the mountain was swept and fluttered by the surging clouds. I saw Guan Zhilin's gray robe hunting and flying, his bun was scattered, and his black hair was dancing like a mad demon. The figure that originally sat upright was almost impossible to hold at this time, and it moved inch by inch as the flowing clouds continued to entangle and coerce.

Guan Zhilin's stocky face was originally bronze, but under the support of his strength at this time, the blood surged upward, and it turned purple and black.

Chen Yulong's face was cold, his breathing was long, and the flying of his snow-white sleeves became slower and slower, until it was as if it was still, but it was never still. The pressure Guan Zhilin was under at this time was unprecedentedly strong. His five-hearted, rock-solid sitting appearance was no longer able to resist the combined force of the flowing clouds and mountain winds.

The gray-robed Taoist still had his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was silent. It's just that anyone with a discerning eye can see that he has almost exhausted his True Yuan essence blood, turned into a qi machine, and constantly repaired the broken mustard seed barrier. Like a spider under the eaves, constantly sewing up the cobwebs that can be broken by the wind through the hall.

The cultivation realm of the gray-robed Taoist is very different from that of the white-clothed uncle, who has seen him early, but in this situation, everyone outside the scene has long been silent. The disciples of Chen Taiji's branch did not shout casually, and sent an insignificant disciple grandchild monk to humiliate the uncle who was in the ascendancy.

On the contrary, Senior Brother Zhu Yuyuan should have already made countless deductions about the situation of this discussion, and he had also carefully considered different countermeasures.

Take the game of using Guan Zhilin to deal with Chen Yulong, it is a real trick. Otherwise, you Zhu Yuyuan will take action personally, not to mention the realm of the two sides, it is already between the two sides, or Zhu Yuyuan can be born in more than ten years of cultivation, and he is experienced. But after that, who will pay for the other branches of the strongmen behind them?

Taoist qi practitioners, one is afraid of talent and chance, and the other is afraid of being more than the family. In case Chen Yulong made a desperate gamble and sacrificed countless magic weapons and spiritual weapons, he would have nothing to deal with. Even if you fight hard to accumulate a poor family foundation and support one or two, you can fight and it will be gone; not to mention the outcome or defeat, you will be destitute from then on, and you will not be able to do it all over again

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Although Guan Zhilin's realm is not high, but at this time, even the blind can see that this son's toughness and perseverance are rare in the world.

No one will be able to be so calm and calm when their furnace is almost exhausted.

Cheng Cheng, who was watching the strange scene in the field from afar, said worriedly, "Brother Pingsheng, do you say that Guan Zhilin, will there be anything?"

When the girl was worried, it was the gray-robed Taoist who was not good-looking, and Ren Pingsheng, who was a little upset, was a little surprised, "It's hard to say if Guan Zhilin is okay." This person is a bit eccentric. It stands to reason that he is a person who has attained perfection in the Three Realms, and against a Jindan monk, he is simply vulnerable. But as soon as this guy made a move, it was a clever move, which made the beauty of the country embarrassed, and even if he lost, he would have earned a lot of money. ”

Ren Pingsheng shook his head slightly and said: "I just don't understand why I have to sacrifice my life so much in front of an opponent who is full of people who are higher than me." If you don't get it right, it will be the end of being injured and falling, and if you want to make up for it when the time comes, it will be difficult to climb to the sky. ”

Cheng Cheng slowly turned his face and said with a strange expression: "The difference in the realm between the two people is not strange. But Brother Pingsheng, I heard that you are not a cultivator, how can you even see them so clearly?"

Ren Pingsheng's heart trembled when he heard this, and he was touched, but he couldn't help but say nothing, but replied lightly: "The initial realm of your qi cultivators is to look at qi;

Cheng Cheng shook his head, but he did not debunk the other party's "ignorance", but patiently explained: "The qi of a qi practitioner is to concentrate on the essence and look inward, contemplate the qi, and examine the flow of qi in his own five mansions, three fields and nine orifices. First of all, I have quietly heard its voice, and then I know that I feel its action, which is for the qi, and then I see its shape with my inner vision, and I will guide it to pass through the nine orifices and realize the dantian. Dantian is to lay the foundation for the opening of the house. It's not what you said, if you look at the other person's popularity, you will know the other party's realm. Dao cultivators, their own realm cultivation, the most taboo others to prying eyes, so no matter how high or low the realm, when cultivating, intentionally or unintentionally attach the means of concealing cultivation. Unless the realm is much higher, it cannot be glimpsed. ”

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for an instant, and he had never had the opportunity to talk calmly about cultivation with a qi practitioner before. As far as he is concerned, the most profound understanding of Qi cultivation comes from what his father said after he woke up at the foot of the Heavenly Ridge four years ago. It's just that Ren Qiang himself is not a qi practitioner, so he doesn't know anything about it, so he just makes a rough introduction to the realms of each layer.

Later, when I went down the mountain and walked the rivers and lakes, I met not a few monks; but once I met them, they were all in the same situation, and they met each other in arms, so someone would carefully talk to me about the way of cultivation? The judgment of the realm is also after countless encounters, and after countless encounters, my own experience accumulation, coupled with the usual exchanges with Li Xilian, gradually screened the differences between the various realms. It's just that the two of them can judge that they are all under the realm of Jindan that they have come into contact with. So great masters like Zhang Taixuan and Cheng Mojin can't even see the slightest clue.

In this way, Master Yuan's technique of looking at qi, insight into all things in heaven and earth, one's own body and body, even if it is not the key to cultivation, can be compared with the Taoist hope of seeing only the trees but not the forest, it is simply different from cloud and mud.

Could it be that such a mystical and infinite qi technique is really not a technique of entering the Dao?

Cheng Cheng saw that he was stunned, and he didn't know what he said wrong, so he looked at Ren Pingsheng innocently and said, "Brother Pingsheng ......"

Ren Pingsheng suddenly woke up and said with a faint smile: "I'm sorry, I think of something." If you tell me the trick of cultivation like this, don't you violate the taboo of the sect?"

Cheng Cheng mistakenly thought that he was distracted by this, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, what kind of cultivation trick is this, it's just a rough introduction, and it doesn't hurt to tell anyone." If you can enter the Tao and practice with these superficial introductions, then there are many land immortals flying around the world. ”

When the little girl said this, she looked lonely for no reason, and sighed slightly: "Brother Pingsheng, don't be surprised, in fact, if you like it, I hope to tell you more about the way to practice qi." ”