Vol 2 Chapter 19: 0 Hanayanaka

Ye Qingxuan put down the "Poor Women's Weaving Clothes Picture" in her hand, and thoughtlessly. .
"How's it going?" I didn't know how long it took before Wan Guotai couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
"Red-level exercises." Ye Qingxuan said lightly.
"Red level !?" Wan Guotai couldn't believe his ears.
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "Not only is the red-level exercise, but also the practice speed is very fast ... No, it should be said that the biggest feature of this exercise is that the practice speed is very fast, so it is considered a red-level exercise. But this The shortcomings of the gate method are also very obvious ... "
"What is it?" I asked.
Ye Qingxuan stroked the picture lightly, frowning, and said, "The true Qi formed by this technique is very large. The whole person is like a bubble filled with water. Once it bursts, the inner Qi is like water. Same ... "Ye Qingxuan let out a hand and didn't speak.
"How?" Wan Guotai didn't understand what the gesture meant. He was a real person, and he wouldn't understand it without saying it.
Ye Qingxuan shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I mean, I mean, it's gone, it's gone ..."
It took a long time for IWC to realize it.
"Oh? No wonder the Wu Si notice warned me not to practice it. It turned out that even if I exercised the internal force, I would urinate when I urinate. This is really troublesome. Ca n’t I urinate after practicing? "
"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a desire to explode. "My TMD said that the family name of Zhenqi flowing is big, not that he can urinate and urinate, it means ... I am, I am I don't know what I want to say ... "
Ye Qingxuan was incoherent with anger, his mind was full of true qi and then spit out in a pee.
Early in the morning yesterday, a small Taoist on duty told himself that someone was looking for it. As a result, when he went out to look around, he was an old youth Wan Guotai who helped himself in the battle of "Purple Scarf" in Jiuxia County.
This man's old-fashioned enthusiasm is that his surname is a bit stubborn. He originally went back to Qingyunguan and went to Yunxia County to find him. He did not expect that he was spending too much money to spend time in the city, but he went back to his hometown to support the injury.
"Don't I give you two thousand dollars?"
"The eldest husband walks the rivers and lakes, martial arts ..."
"Okay, okay?"
"Oh ... Huang Huangtou's family was killed, and the house was burnt out in a big fire, and even the servants at home were dead. I saw that they were not even prepared with a decent coffin, so I gave it Yizhuang has a thousand and two silvers, and they have buried their family well. "
"Oh ..." Ye Qingxuan was a little bit dim. Although Huang Huangtou had once framed himself, but at the same time, he died and died, and even killed the family. Ye Qingxuan naturally did not expect that the surnames of Huang Chuangtou's family were actually "Purple Scarves" who died in order to ask Ye Qingxuan's whereabouts. Of course, in the end, Ye Qingxuan killed two of the three. It can be regarded as revenge for Huang Choutou.
"Then there are one thousand and two silvers?" Ye Qingxuan actually didn't want to ask anymore, and according to this temper, if there were five or two silvers in his body, he would be a hero and "splurge" out.
"I have spent the rest ..."
"Ah?" Ye Qingxuan's turn was surprised this time. "Just you? It took a thousand or two?"
Wan Guotai nodded and said: "My hometown is a poor ravine, nothing is needed. Although my mother is dead, there are no relatives, but the neighbors of the township's Ping Yue care a lot. I ca n’t forget my gratitude. At home, I bought an ox cart and pulled a few things back ... When I came back, I even gave away the ox cart and walked back by myself. Then I passed the river and saved Wu Sitong. This picture. "
Really defeated by this honest man. Do you need to be a good person to drive yourself to death?
After one night of recording and analysis, Ye Qingxuan basically used the "Langya Lingbi Pavilion" system to analyze this [Jinjing Liuli Jue]. Unexpectedly, this IWC is still a member of the general blessings, and the road can be rolled back to a red martial art.
However, the limited surname of this martial art is too huge to be popularized.
IWC launched the "Poor Women's Weaving Clothes" and asked hesitantly: "Then you said, should I practice the martial arts above?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled indifferently and said, "It's up to you to decide. But I still have a technique here, even with your current age and physical condition, you can reach the peak of the" Diyuanyuan "around 50 years old. And this It only takes fifteen years to practice the gate method, but because it is fast, it can't be reached in the "diyuan realm", and other methods are necessary to break the innate. Of course, what I said is maybe ... maybe It is also possible that there is no possibility of promotion to "innate" ... "
Wan Guotai's eyes brightened, "Wow-I can be promoted to the‘ Diyuan Realm ’…… I do n’t think I have the chance to break through the‘ Building Realm ’in my life, let alone the pinnacle of the‘ Aurora Realm ’.

Wan Guotai turned his head and smiled and said to Ye Qingxuan, "How can you wait for so long ... of course, the sooner the better. In my case, you also know that you won't even be able to reach the" real world "in this life. . "
As he spoke, he patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder. "This is my chance. I think God gave me this opportunity. It must herald a big career ... I will never give up ..."
After speaking, the sun faded from the wrinkles on a face that fell before the age, smiling like a charity aunt at the end of the street ...
"Well, now that you have decided ..." Ye Qingxuan pointed to the "Weaver Girl" in the hands of Wan Guotai, and said, "When practicing, remember to hang this picture in front of you ..."
"Why?" I asked in amazement.
"Do you know why the other party must find this picture?"
IWC shook his head.
"Because the silk thread of this painting contains some mysterious material, you can absorb the negative emotions generated during the practice when you practice. This method is very evil. Without this painting, your state of mind will be in the practice of practice From time to time, there are various illusions from time to time to entice you into magic. Just to adjust this negative emotion, you need a lot of time. Without this painting, it takes about ten hours for you to reach the peak of the "Diyuanyuan". Five years, but with this painting, you can reach the peak of the "Diyuanyuan" in five years ... So, this painting is a complete complement to this exercise and is very important. "
"So there are such weird things ..." Wan Guotai looked at the "Poor Girl Weaving Figure" with a shocked look, as if watching the myth story come true. "It's so interesting ... turning back This story can be told to my grandson ... "
Wan Guotai walked outside the courtyard with a picture, waving his hands again and again, shouting: "Thank you brother, thank you so much. When I go back to the New Year, I will give you a box of sticky bean buns of our hometown. ,Goodbye……"
Ye Qingxuan had a black line on his face, and it turned out to be a terrier.
"Brother Wan," Ye Qingxuan shouted, "you don't want to go out to be hacked to death. I think you should live in the concept first."
Wan Guotai was so stingy that he almost fell off a dog, and asked in shock, "What are you talking about?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded.
Wan Guotai smiled, "Thank you, my brother, to arrange a room for my brother, uh, I want to go to the room ..."
Up, up?
TMD, this is Taoism, not an inn!
Ye Qingxuan patted his brain ...
Alas, this soil 鳖
Caiyun, the sea of ​​flowers, Bi Luotian ...
In the early summer, the lilac linden tree flowers fluttered a little in the sky, and the falling fragrance overflowed in the falling flowers, slender and faint.
The breeze passed, shaking a pool of spring water.
A small girl standing quietly stood in this pool of flowers surrounded by flowers, and threw a petal in her palm ...
The petals drifting with the wind fell into the lake. The pool of water reflecting the rainbow in the sky is slightly wrinkled by the petals, and it faints a scarlet color between heaven and earth ...
A little girl with pink carvings and jade carvings, only about ten years old, drums her cheeks, muzzles her mouth, and mumbles to herself: "Flowers, flowers ... you have better life than Linger, and you follow the water Should I be able to get out of the valley? If Linger is out of the valley, he can see his sister and brother Ye Zi ... Linger seems like them ... "
The little girl seemed to be weak and weak, and after a while, she wept faintly and was very poor ...
This little girl was Zhang Linger, who was brought into the Baihua Valley by Hua Wanrong, deputy chief of the Momen Flower Sect, two years ago.
After two years, the little girl grew taller and became more beautiful.
Zhang Linger cried for a while, rubbing her eyes violently, and said firmly: "Okay, just cry for a while ... Linger must be strong, keep on, Linger will see her sister and Ye Ziye again ... "
Cheering himself up again, Zhang Linger squatted by the pool, washed his face, turned and ran away.
Yeah ...
As a result, Zhang Linger, who had just turned back, suddenly found that there was still a palace-dressed beauty standing behind her.
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Zhang Linger took a step back, then worshiped Yingying, "Master--"
This gorgeous lady, described as extremely similar to Hua Wanrong with a spirit back to the valley, but different from Hua Wanrong's glamorous, do not apply Dai powder on her face, but she has a kind of Yong Yonghua noble temperament, only in the eyebrows, total There is an unsolvable sorrow that makes people feel pity.
The beauty came in surplus, sitting down on a stone chair in the sea of ​​flowers, beckoning, Linger, like a child who made a mistake, lowered her head, rubbed her horns, and walked slowly to the beauty.
The woman gently lifted Linger's hands, and when she rolled up her sleeves, an extremely red and swollen blood mark appeared on the arm of her right hand, and she suffered a severe bruise.
The woman rebuked softly: "You children, they bullied you because of their age? Why don't you come to Master every time, but you have to cry here alone?"
Linger said weakly, "This is not to blame them either. Linger is not good, he didn't hold the sword ..." (To be continued.)