Xiao Qian absolutely cold hum a way "turned out to be you a smelly Taoist"
At this time, there was a long laugh from the far side. "Niubi, you keep running. Aha, it turns out that Johnson Xiao is also here. Let the monks weigh you for decades."
Say a big millstone hovering from the sky flying towards Xiao Qian unique hood to Xiao Qian unique sneer at a way: "The old monk, you’re not dead yet." With a wave of his hand, he waved his sleeve and the wind stirred the past, but the big millstone hit Li Zhichang.
Li Zhichang laughed and said, "Return it to the original owner, the old monk, and play with the millstone by himself." Li Zhichang’s sword was placed on the millstone, and the millstone was spinning more rapidly. It was like a monk going round and round, and there were few three people folded so big and one foot thick, and it was like a child’s toy in front of the three beautiful masters, and it never landed.
Xiao Qian never started Xiao Yuling’s struggle with Jiuru and Li Zhichang, and then he crossed ten feet away and disappeared after several ups and downs.
Liang Wenjing saw Xiao Qian go far away, took his son Liang Xiao to chase after him, and saw his wife’s figure getting farther and farther away.
Li Zhichang chased and saw Liang Wenjing’s body toward Jiuru Road. "You are half responsible for the monk’s small death."
Jiuru said, "Bullshit, what happened to this little monk who died in Xiao Qian’s unique lunar position?"
Li Zhichang sneer at a way: "Being original means counting Xiao Qian’s coming to kill this little boy, so I want to save him. It’s not that you pester the old society so late."
Liang Xiao, young and holding his father’s rigid body, was at a loss. He was only eleven or twelve years old, but he experienced such a terrible thing. Although there was a monk arguing with each other, he wouldn’t listen to a word.
Jiuru said, "Don’t bullshit me. Come on, you know this little story. His descendants took care of the monks for you and didn’t care about the trouble."
Li Zhichang smiled. "Do you know who this little guy is?"
Jiuru said, "Don’t sell smelly Taoist priests?"
Li Zhichang said, "This little guy is a poor Confucian ram feather, otherwise you Xiao Qian’s killer is counted, but people are extremely conceited. Killing people has always been a one-off move, but this time they are willing to leave the dark energy to kill this little guy."
Jiuru said, "The old poor man and the old monster did it for a generation. No wonder Xiao Qian never did it this time."
Li Zhichang pointed to the vacant Liang Xiaodao. "Old monk, you and I are half a catty. I can’t stand your donkey kong divine power, and you can’t stand your donkey kong divine power. I dare to gamble with me again."
Jiu Rudao said, "You can’t lose if you bet more than anything else."
Li Zhichang said with a smile, "I’ll give this young man a miracle. You can also find someone. Ten years later, this young man will have a fight with your family to see who has higher martial arts."
Nine such as road "smelly Taoist what are you calculating? You’re the one who’s been taken in by the old partiality. "Say that the monk has made great strides according to the appointment, and the way is nine." Every swordsman on the road must present a sword, not a poet who doesn’t offer poetry. "He and Li Zhichang fought against each other, and appreciate each other’s emotions came to life.
Li Zhichang looked at the monk and sighed, "Good monk." Then he came to look at Liang Wenjing’s body.
Li Zhichang slaps his hand on Liang Wenjing’s chest, and the true qi flows into Liang Wenjing’s heart at the moment. Li Zhichang perceives a chill hovering there. If he instigates the gods to inspire Liang Wenjing’s vitality, this lunar truth will still kill him.
Li Zhichang picked up Liang Wenjing and Liang Xiao said, "Taoist, what are you doing?"
Li Zhichang said, "Your father is not dead yet. Come with me."
Liang Xiao was skeptical and said, "What did you say, Taoist?"
Li Zhichang said, "Of course, your father died in someone else’s hands, but it’s hard to die in my hands."
Liang Xiaodao: "Can you save my dad?"
Li Zhichang laughed. "Xiao Qian is absolutely waiting for a character. If ordinary people are dead for half an hour, I can make him alive in a day. Unfortunately, Xiao Qian is as powerful as me. I can save half of this person."
Liang Xiao seems to understand, but he is naturally smart and probably knows that his father is not dead yet.
When Liang Xiao heard that his father was not dead, he remembered his mother and asked, "Uncle, can you beat Xiao Qianjue?"
Li Zhichang haha laughed. "No one dares to say that it must beat Xiao Qian."
Liang Xiao was frustrated and said, "If you can’t beat Xiao Qian, I won’t worship your teacher." Liang Xiao had an ear that never forgets things. Although he was at a loss just now, he still knew that Li Zhichang would accept his words.
Li Zhichang said, "I always said I wanted you to work as a god, but I didn’t say I would take you as my apprentice, you little bastard. If I take you as my apprentice, I don’t know how much trouble I will cause to the old man."
Liang Xiao said disgruntled, "If you can’t beat Xiao Qian, I’ll practice your magic."
Li Zhichang airway "dead Xiao Qian absolutely can’t beat being original. Why didn’t you say you saw Xiao Qian just now and ran away?"
Liang Xiao lifted up his head and said, "Isn’t he afraid of that big monk?"
Chapter IV Huashan Mountain
Li Zhichang is too lazy to argue with this little excuse. "Cut the crap and come with me with your half-dead dad."
Liang Xiao was born unafraid and said, "Where to?" Li Zhichang was born with an extraordinary elegance, a long body and an upright white dress. If snow is not evil, Liang Xiao knows how to be close.
Li Zhichang vomited two words and said "Huashan"
Liang Xiao muttered, "I know Huashan where my father grew up."
Li Zhichang carried a living dead man with Xiao Liang to the north and went all the way over the mountains. On whether the river is surging or the mountains are high, Li Zhichang took a big one and a small one and easily passed Liang Xiaoshi. I thought that this long uncle was only tied with Xiao Qian. It is really difficult for me to find Xiao Qian to save my mother.
If the ordinary Yin cold is true and it is not hovering near the heart vein, Li Zhichang can force it out of the North Ghost’s magical power and learn from Xiao Qian’s unique Taiyin’s true spirit, which is not at all in his Shinto Sutra. This time, it is no better than that. The poison of Wang Qingyi’s bat Wang Han is not hovering in the heart vein, but his own metaplasia can have corresponding resistance. Li Zhichang can guide it out from his meridians, and the North Ghost’s magical power can dissolve Li Zhichang. If you want to move this ray of Taiyin’s true spirit out, it will be extremely fragile to fight against his true spirit immediately. Although the weak Li Zhichang Shining Scripture can deal with this ray of lunar truth easily, this lunar truth is of the same quality as his Shining Scripture, but it can’t be wrapped and guided out like ice and snow.
Li Zhi often resorted to fierce tactics to put him into suspended animation. If he entered the realm of refining gods in the future, everything in the Shining Scripture would be simulated with the same attributes as the Lunar Truth, which would naturally solve this problem. Of course, if Li Zhichang banned this Lunar Truth and inspired Liang Wenjing’s residual vitality, Liang Wenjing would not even want to be a living dead person.
Li Zhichang found Liang Wenjing’s childhood neighbor according to the foot of Huashan Mountain where he came from. He gave Liang Wenjing to his childhood neighbor to look after and lived in Liang Wenjing’s former residence. Although his medical skills were high, he could not cure Liang Wenjing’s injury, but he was able to make herbs to make liquid medicine to keep Liang Wenjing in suspended animation. Now Liang Wenjing’s state is similar to a living dead, and the lunar cold makes his body temperature drop. With the wonderful means of Li Zhichang, he seems to be frozen, just as he spent a lot of money to hibernate when he was dying in modern society.
Liang Xiao-ren jumped Li Zhichang quite a bit. He practiced the Dharma according to the Divine Classics. Don’t be indifferent to meditation. Liang Xiao was indifferent, but he didn’t take other moves if he begged Li Zhichang.
However, his mother had already given him Xiao Qian’s unique blackwater martial arts, and Liang Xiao could endure to practice blackwater martial arts frequently. It was he who practiced the divine scripture, the true spirit, the integrity and the pure blackwater martial arts, but he didn’t agree with him and didn’t like Li Zhi Haicang, who was burdened with Gan Kun’s great move. The practice can be both rigid and flexible, and the martial arts can be handy.
On this day, Liang Xiao was black and blue, and when he came back for dinner, he was also unhappy. Li Zhichang looked funny. Although Liang Xiao was not afraid of today, he was beaten by people. Although his foundation was not solid, he also practiced for several months. Three or five adult men were unable to get close to his body. Wulin in the north had been sent down by Yuan Ting to Huashan, and the sects were even worse. In recent months, Liang Xiao, the child, Wang, had a good name around his temper.
Li Zhichang didn’t stop him from paying attention to sex. If you can’t really be free and easy, you can’t practice martial arts. Once you suddenly realize it, you can’t stop all the way.
Liang Xiao went to practice Heishui martial arts after dinner. Today, he was severely beaten by people, and his work is more diligent than before. However, Heishui martial arts is the most fierce martial arts in the world. It is said that it is difficult to play these martial arts subtly.
The more Liang Xiao practiced, the more depressed he became, and the less carefree he became. He practiced till midnight to see the moon. When mercury spilled out, he thought that his father was half dead, and his mother was at a loss. Although Li Zhichang treated him with martial arts, he was indifferent and distant, and rarely showed his teachers’ feelings. Liang Xiao thought that the world was at a loss, but he became more and more confused. He kept thinking in his heart, but he did not deliberately display his mind. A’ wishful magic hand’ gave birth to his lofty and ethereal artistic conception, which was separated from Xiao Qian’s unique magic way.
Liang Xiao realized that when he practiced the wishful magic hand in the past, his true qi and this martial art were always out of place, but today he suddenly became well versed, but he still had a bad breath when he made the wishful magic hand again.
At this time, Li Zhichang came out of the room and said, "God keeps his mind at home, and his mind flows naturally." Liang Xiao heard Li Zhichang’s sentence that if he realized something, he would no longer control whether the interest rate was smooth or not, and he would not practice according to the unchangeable magic glove road. Instead, he felt how comfortable he was, how he felt that his interest rate was rushing like a vast river running back and forth, and the more he practiced, the poorer he was.
In fact, although he didn’t practice it deliberately after practicing the magic trick, it was the best way to take advantage of the magic trick in heaven. In a few months, he was able to practice preliminarily.
Because the Shining Scriptures are incompatible with the true meaning of Blackwater Martial Arts, every time Liang Xiao practices Blackwater Martial Arts, he is suppressed by one point, but every time his true qi is suppressed, it bounces back and grows sturdily. These true qi are hidden in his meridians, just like many small puddles can’t be connected together, Liang Xiao can’t realize that his work has actually made great progress.
Today, he accidentally entered the realm of "seemingly intentionally returning meaning to meaning is true meaning" and inspired the hidden true qi to be connected into a piece. This night’s work seemed to be worth several years of penance. Li Zhichang was secretly surprised to see Liang Xiao’s face turn clear. This little work was not possible just a few days ago. Although he entered the epiphany state, how did his skill soar several times? From the point of view of the clear air in his face, he was divided into the miraculous work, the strange meridians were less practiced and the foundation was damaged
Li Zhichang’s observation of Liang Xiao’s practice of practicing God’s work was quite different from his own. He was puzzled and seemed to have some inspiration, but he couldn’t catch it. It seemed that he could solve this problem, even if he couldn’t let him refine God immediately, he could make God’s work go to a higher level.
However, Liang Xiao made great progress overnight, but he was beaten black and blue the next day. Li Zhichang looked secretly funny, but he still pretended to be indifferent. Liang Xiao was angry and comforted by his mother. Now he is angry. Li Zhichang will not comfort him. He is stubborn and refuses to show weakness. Even if he is beaten every day, he will not fall into a tear.