Sword Qi of the heavens

Chapter 241 Etiquette and Fist

"Taoism is based on the Tao and supplemented by the law."

"It's just a pity that those Taoist priests who don't know the way, waste too much time on miscellaneous arts, always wanting to show their saints in front of others, relying on these external skills to improve themselves and gain secular benefits."

"What's more, I specialize in swordsmanship, and I always think about fighting and killing every day. I spend most of my time practicing swordsmanship, instead of calming down to practice Taoism and scriptures, to clarify my mind and soul, to settle down and cultivate my character, and to forget the original intention of Taoism. went astray."

"Take Longhushan as an example. Even if occasionally there are three or two talented people who can be called first-rank masters, how can their achievements be comparable to those of Li Chungang or Wang Xianzhi?"

"As for wanting to compare with that Qi Xuan frame, it is delusional."

Li Changlan lay on the bamboo raft leisurely with his head resting on his arms.

While enjoying the sun bathing, he explained the true meaning of martial arts to Zhao Fengya, so as to prevent the old man Li Chungang from passing on Jiang Ni's box-pressing skills in order to win. He defeated Zhao Fengya who was beside him.

"I heard about the strength of Longhu Mountain when I was in the palace. All the four great celestial masters in it are all first-rank masters, and each of them is a well-known figure in the world. They don't seem to be as weak as you said?"

Zhao Fengya stood at the bow of the boat, slowly making sword moves.

As a Taoist talisman sword, Hong Chi is different from those pure magical weapons, but it is difficult to understand the subtle difference except for Taoists.

Fortunately, Li Changlan helped explain.

Zhao Fengya is more and more comfortable using the red chi, and she is not as disgusted as before.

Hearing Zhao Fengya's question, Li Changlan said calmly: "What kind of master is Yipin? At most, it's a title that fools people."

"Don't look at them making it out in a decent way, such boring things as lucky golden lotus."

"It means I don't need it, otherwise I can climb Longhu Mountain by myself and pick off all those luck golden lotuses. I want to see who dares to speak up in front of me."

Perhaps, it feels that the sun is getting brighter.

Li Changlan turned his head slightly, and looked at the blue bird who was quietly waiting beside him.

Qingniao immediately understood what Li Changlan meant, put down the bamboo pole in a hurry, picked up a cyan oil-paper umbrella, sat down beside Li Changlan, and blocked the dazzling sunlight for Li Changlan.

Li Changlan said with a light smile: "It seems that my blue bird is becoming more and more considerate."

Zhao Fengya glanced back at the two of them, then looked down at the red Chi in his hand.

She rolled her eyes, decisively put Hong Chi back into the scabbard, stopped practicing sword skills, and sat down on the other side of Li Changlan.

"What kind of consideration is it? It's clear that you are used to ordering people around. You just like to bully Qingniao. Anyway, she is a submissive person. She will do whatever you say, and she will not refute."

Li Changlan sighed and said, "Actually, Blue Bird doesn't listen to me everything."

Speaking of it.

Li Changlan moved closer to Jade Bird's ear and said something softly.

Qingniao's face was immediately stained with an obvious blush, and under the flustered eyes, he shook his head again and again.

"Look, I just said that the blue bird doesn't listen to me in everything."

Li Changlan looked at Qingniao's tightly pursed lips and the fleeting shyness in his eyes, he was in a good mood, and let out a burst of extremely carefree and hearty laughter.

After Zhao Fengya entered the first rank, her five senses became sharp.

Of course she could hear clearly what kind of private words Li Changlan and Qingniao were talking about, and she secretly scolded Li Changlan for being shameless.

This broad daylight is above the lake again.

He, Li Changlan, is the most top martial artist in the world, how could he say such shameless words like no one else...

but.

Although Zhao Fengya was dissatisfied, she didn't say anything.

She has been in contact with Li Changlan for so long, and listened to him explain so many things about martial arts.

Zhao Fengya has long known that although Li Changlan's cultivation is complicated, everything has reached a very high position. Compared with those people who are complicated but not proficient, they are proficient in everything.

Only on the road of ruthlessness, Li Changlan has always kept a respectful distance.

Not long after.

Zhao Fengya felt drowsy and yawned, just as she was about to sleep in.

Blue Bird looked up towards the direction of the nearby water, and reminded: "Young Master, the person over there seems to be a little prince?"

"Huh?" Li Changlan raised his head and glanced in the direction that the blue bird was looking at.

On a bamboo raft.

Sitting there were Xu Xiao's youngest son, Xu Longxiang, and Zhao Xituan, one of the Four Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain, who was punting beside him.

"My lord, should we say hello?" Jade Bird hesitated.

"No need, Xu Longxiang aside, Zhao Xituan is so poor that he is dying. The good Master of Four Heavens doesn't stay on Longhu Mountain, but wants to build a Taoist temple by himself at the foot of the mountain. If he goes there, he probably won't get anything good." Li Changlan looked at it. After one glance, I immediately lost interest.

The existence of the bad old man is more predestined with Xu Fengnian.

He is not interested, and he is not in the mood to contact the old man.

After Li Changlan gave his answer.

On the surface of the river.

Another wooden boat came.

It's just that, no matter the size of this wooden boat, or the manpower on it, it is obvious that there are a lot more people on it.

The two middle-aged men standing at the bow of the boat exude an extraordinary aura, and they are both masters in the first-rank realm.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at the two bamboo rafts on the river, slightly surprised.

He frowned slightly and stared at the direction of Li Changlan's bamboo raft, with one hand on his chest, never taking his eyes off it.

Xuanyuan Jingxuan looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng curiously, then took a long look at the lake, and said mockingly: "Brother, you have stayed on the mountain for a long time, and you have other thoughts, and you are looking at the bamboo raft. The pretty girl on board?
"Stop talking nonsense." Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked into the distance with a calm expression.

"The Xuanyuan family has survived for hundreds of years, relying on etiquette and righteousness, instead of using words to belittle and belittle others for no reason, making enemies for my Xuanyuan family for nothing."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan sneered and said, "Etiquette and righteousness? Brother, you are wrong. My Xuanyuan family is able to be so beautiful because of hard enough fists and strong enough strength!"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng shook his head and said: "Since this is the case, you should know how not to provoke people you shouldn't."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan was amused by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's words, raised his hands high, and said loudly: "In Huishan, there are people in my Xuanyuan family who should not be messed with? Brother, you mean the old man fishing over there, he looks like a foolish boy , or the two beautiful women over there?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng remained expressionless and did not answer.

It's a pity that Xuanyuan Jingxuan was irritated by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's demeanor, and said coldly: "Brother, the old ancestor is going to accept Qingfeng, this is destined to happen, you don't need to provoke me with words."

"By the way, those two young women, didn't you say that my Xuanyuan family can't be offended?"

"I'll bring them back right now, for my own good use, and also for me to see, your so-called etiquette and righteousness, big brother, or the fists of my Xuanyuan family, which one is more powerful."

Xuanyuan Jingxuan's voice fell.

hum!
A trembling sound that belonged exclusively to the long sword suddenly sounded.

I don't know when.

Standing on the bamboo raft, Li Changlan stared coldly at the direction of Xuanyuan's boat, looking at Xuanyuan Jingxuan as if he was looking at a dead person.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

"This person..."

(End of this chapter)