Li Changsheng's life is very leisurely, of course, most of his time is practiced, anyway, Li Zhentian has already passed on the first weight of his Qiankun Dafa, and no one knows about him cultivating Guiyuan Shengong under this guise. Because he didn't dare to use his true skills, Li Changsheng never knew how far his skills had reached.

Qiankun Dafa is more powerful than Guiyuan Shengong in terms of application, but it is not as fast as Guiyuan Shengong in terms of cultivating internal strength, and the foundation of Li Changsheng is laid by Guiyuan Shengong, and his daily cultivation is of course based on Guiyuan Shengong.

Li Changsheng stayed in the Qiankun Divine Sect for three years, but he didn't know the specific location of the Qiankun Divine Sect, only vaguely knew that it was in the east of the Central Plains Martial Arts, thousands of miles away from the Martial God Mountain.

Li Zhentian passed on the threefold Qiankun Dafa to Li Changsheng in total, and Li Changsheng counted the time, and after the first two times were practiced, he deliberately exceeded the time taken by Li Zhentian before asking Li Zhentian for the next exercise. Although I don't know what year or month it will be when I learn the next exercises, it is safe this way!

The second and third Qiankun Dafa still have no martial arts moves.

When Li Changsheng asked about this, Li Zhentian said proudly: "Of course, Qiankun Dafa has no moves and no style, because no move can match Qiankun Dafa. If the martial arts of other sects are ice and snow in the cold winter, then the Qiankun Dafa is the hot sun in the summer, as soon as the hot sun comes out, the ice and snow will melt naturally, why do you need moves?!"

Li Changsheng said secretly: Although Qiankun Dafa can multiply the power when it is used, but no move and no style may not be able to beat a master of the same level, Li Zhentian's so-called no move and no style is based on the fact that after countless battles, the body already has the instinct to move and dismantle.

According to Li Zhentian, if you practice the third level of Qiankun Dafa, your skills will be no less than those of first-class masters on the rivers and lakes, and the later exercises will not be taught casually. Of course, Li Zhentian had just passed on the third level of Qiankun Dafa to Li Changsheng, and he would never have imagined that Li Changsheng had already practiced it, and in his imagination, Li Changsheng would have to practice for another five years before he could fully integrate the third level of Qiankun Dafa.

Li Zhentian wants to send Li Changsheng to do a task and contribute to the revival of the Qiankun Divine Cult. Li Changsheng calculated, three years have passed, and another batch of children should also be trained.

Wen Shanshan has grown into an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and Fang Xiaoxue has also grown up a lot. Wen Jiaojiao didn't know where to get a little girl, named Wen Tingting. Is this the rhythm of trying to bring the next son over? Li Changsheng was obsessed with martial arts and didn't pay much attention to Wen Tingting.

"You have to do a good job for the Divine Sect outside and come back as soon as possible!" Wen Shanshan said.

"I won't be able to see Brother Xiaoqi in the future, woo wow......" Fang Xiaoxue cried.

Wen Tingting blinked her eyes and looked at the two sisters in puzzlement.

I don't want to come back for the rest of my life!" Li Changsheng said loudly in his heart.

"Don't forget your sister!" Wen Jiaojiao said.

"And my sister. "Gentle judo.

"My sister will miss you too. Wen Pingping said.

"I'll remember you, too. Li Changsheng said. This is a big truth, three years of memory, I can't forget it!

The person who sent Li Changsheng away was Fu Zongbai, the left envoy of Qiankun, his identity in the rivers and lakes was a righteous desperate swordsman, one of the fifteen masters, and among the three saints, four wonders and eight masters, he ranked first among the eight greats. The identity of the left envoy of Qiankun is, of course, secret, and people in the martial arts do not know. What everyone knows is that Fu Zongbai is the desperate swordsman and righteous hero who is world-famous in martial arts and jealous and hateful.

Fu Zongbai took Li Changsheng and left the Qiankun Divine Sect Altar directly, it may be that the killing of the 'mother' by the sixth prince three years ago alerted them, and the future sons can no longer go to the valley where children are trained.

Although Li Changsheng became the seventh son of the Qiankun Divine Sect, when he left the main altar, he was still covered with a black scarf. Is this to prevent betrayal? Li Changsheng said secretly.

Of course, the old man in the sect like Fu Zongbai did not have this treatment, he had to be Li Changsheng's guide, and he worked hard to lead Li Changsheng out of the main altar, and he couldn't expose the position of the main altar of the Divine Sect.

Dozens of miles away from the main altar of the Qiankun Divine Sect, I turned around seven or eight times, and I don't know where I went. Although Li Changsheng kept the route in mind, it was hard to say whether he could find it when he came back. Fu Zongbai and Li Changsheng got into a carriage before Li Changsheng took off the blindfolded black scarf.

Fu Zongbai asked Li Changsheng to stay in the carriage, did not let Li Changsheng show up, and instructed him to wrap his head and face in a black cloth as long as he came out. This secrecy work is really well done!

The carriage traveled southeast for more than a thousand miles, and Li Changsheng's memory had been completely disrupted, and it was extremely difficult to find the main altar of the Qiankun Divine Sect again.

By the time the carriage stopped, it was already a month later. The yellow leaves are a sign that late autumn has arrived, and the weather is getting cooler.

"Come down! We're here. Fu Zongbai said.

"Do you still need to cover your face?" Li Changsheng said.

"No, this is your home. Fu Zongbai said.

"My family?" said Li Changsheng.

"Yes, this is your home. Fu Zongbai said.

It seems that he is going to play role-playing again, Li Changsheng said secretly.

In front of him is a very large manor, the courtyard wall is more than a zhang high, two red lacquer gates, and there are two stone lions weighing hundreds of pounds on both sides of the gate.

Fu Zongbai stepped forward and buckled the door and said, "The young master is going home." ”

The door opened immediately, and it was a middle-aged couple who seemed to have been waiting at the door.

"This is your father Wang Fugui, your mother Li Qinglian. Fu Zongbai said.

"It's great that my son is back. The middle-aged couple enthusiastically grabbed Li Changsheng's arms.

The performance of "......" was as if it was real, and Li Changsheng couldn't accept it.

Li Changsheng looked at Fu Zongbai, what the hell is this doing?

Fu Zongbai said: "You accompany your father and mother well, and you don't have to worry about anything else." ”

"Understood. Li Changsheng said.

Fu Zongbai left, and Wang Fugui and his wife arranged Li Changsheng to the inner room.

"The young master has a cold wind, and he can't see the wind, you fools are rude, and you have stayed away from the hall recently. "Wang Fugui sent his servants far away.

It's quite smart! Li Changsheng said secretly, the isolation policy is in case these servants and the young master meet to reveal flaws, but there are also shortcomings, and refusing to meet the young master and the servants is very suspicious in itself.

Wang Fugui has always behaved remarkably, but Li Changsheng heard Li Qinglian crying in a low voice in the middle of the night, and when he saw her the next day, his face was still full of sadness. Could it be that this couple really has a son, who is very similar to Li Chang?