Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Yi has Tai Chi, which generates two rituals, two rituals generate four images, and four images generate Bagua. Bagua determines good and bad luck, and good and bad luck generates great causes."

Under the moon, Ma Chenglong's feet looked like a full moon, with his hands clasped in his hands, his expression indifferent, without leaving any emotion.

Zhu Qianyun on the side tried to imitate Ma Chenglong's movements, but every move she made was perfect, but she just didn't have Ma Chenglong's otherworldly indifference and ordinaryness.

"Uncle Long, I don't know why, I just can't learn Tai Chi well."

Putting down his hands in despair, Zhu Qianyun sat on a stone chair nearby and sighed: "Maybe it's because I really can't keep my heart calm."

"Xiaoyun, don't belittle yourself."

After slowly making Tai Chi gestures, Ma Chenglong sat on the other side of the stone table. He poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhu Qianyun. He poured another cup of tea and placed it in front of himself. He said calmly:

"People are like tea. You can't just add tea, or it will be bitter and hard to swallow. You can't keep adding water, either, as that will cover up the aroma of the tea."

After drinking all the tea in the cup, Ma Chenglong looked at the waning moon in the sky and said, "Xiaoyun, the dragon blood in our bodies will change with our character. Tai Chi may not be suitable for you, but that doesn't mean Tai Chi itself is not suitable for you. What I want you to learn is not the boxing technique, but the balance contained in Tai Chi. Only balance can allow us to see ourselves."

"balance···"

Zhu Qianyun looked at his hands, feeling a little confused for a moment. Ever since she carried the Dragon Blood Vine on her body, she had been feeling restless, as if something was about to happen. The feeling that was about to come out made her very strange. But she didn't know what to do, so she could only endure it silently.

"Xiaoyun, have you ever thought about using Dragon Blood Vine?"

Looking at Zhu Qianyun, Ma Chenglong said kindly: "You have to know that Dragon Blood Vine can suppress our boiling dragon blood."

"I didn't think about it."

Shaking his head, Zhu Qianyun answered decisively: "Uncle Long, I remember what you said. Wise people seek strength from within, while unwise people seek from outside."

"But Xiaoyun, you also need to understand another truth."

Standing up slowly, Ma Chenglong looked at the wall covered with vines and said slowly: "A gentleman is born without exception. He is good at things and fakes. If you don't seek strength from outside, it doesn't mean you have to shoulder the burden yourself."

Stretching out his hand, Ma Chenglong easily held the sudden arrow in his hand. He looked at the astonished Zhu Qianyun on the side and said calmly:

"Sometimes relying on others is not a shame, but a wisdom."

Throwing the arrow aside, Ma Chenglong pushed open the door of the small courtyard and looked at the many soldiers in the darkness outside the door. His expression was calm and his hands began to glow with an earthy yellow luster.

Zhu Qianyun's breath was stagnant. She did not expect that one day, the Three Thousand Battalion would pull out a blade and aim it at her. But she did not lose her mind. As the blade was slowly drawn out, the Night Sword and the Dragon Scale appeared in her hand at the same time.

Wind blows.

"You soldiers are not here to drink tea, right?"

Ma Chenglong smiled and stretched out his hands to hold his fists, and asked politely: "Are you here to visit the courtyard?"

The soldiers were speechless, and their heavy armor with mysterious patterns reflected an eerie luster in the dark night. They clenched the daggers in their hands and focused their gazes on Zhu Qianyun behind Ma Chenglong, filled with evil aura.

"Uncle Long..."

Zhu Qianyun lowered his voice and asked, "How?"

"How?" A confident expression appeared on Ma Chenglong's face. He looked at the soldiers, slowly exhaled, and then...

Turn around and run.

"Run!!!!"

Can't beat it, can't beat it at all.

Ma Chenglong is not stupid. At least there are more than seventy soldiers outside the door, and they don't even need to form a formation. One person can drown himself with a mouthful of phlegm. There is no shame in running away if you can't fight.

Zhu Qianyun was also stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing and quickly followed Ma Chenglong's pace. Obviously, the soldier outside the door didn't react immediately. He didn't expect these two people to run so thoughtfully and decisively. It wasn't until they reacted that they started to take steps to chase the two men.

"Tough luck, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!"

While running, Ma Chenglong used his star-picking hand to pick off the flying arrows. He never thought that he was just going to teach Zhu Qianyun how to control dragon transformation, but he suddenly got into trouble with the Three Thousand Battalion.

Who does this make sense?

Zhu Qianyun was running behind Jackie Chan while constantly looking at the surrounding environment. She discovered that Ma Chenglong did not take her to the Han Palace to seek shelter, but instead ran towards the south.

Could it be?

A bad suspicion emerged in Zhu Qianyun's mind, and she began to worry a little, but the urgent situation at this time forced her to concentrate and try her best to escape from the arrows of the Three Thousand Battalion.

Go forward, turn, jump over the wall...

Ma Chenglong's own courtyard is an ordinary farmhouse in the north of the city. To the south is Liu Gong's mansion. But just after jumping over a wall, something unexpected happened.

"Ow!"

Ma Chenglong directly collided with a person. The other person was also climbing over the wall, and Ma Chenglong was also climbing over the wall. Everything was such a coincidence.

A-Gump never thought that there would be people practicing climbing over the wall in the middle of the night without sleeping. And Ma Chenglong never thought that there would be people practicing parkour in this deserted place.

Fortunately, Zhu Qianyun had quick eyes and quick hands. The moment the arrows flew, she threw Ma Chenglong to the other side of the wall, and then used the night sword to cut off several arrows. But even so, her forearm was pierced by a wolf-fang arrow. Zhu Qianyun groaned and climbed over the high wall in two steps and one step at a time.

Obviously, a high wall is not enough to stop the Three Thousand Battalion. Zhu Qianyun had just helped Ma Chenglong up and was about to continue escaping, when A-Gump on the ground was also helped up by A-wen. At the side, Atui was about to question Zhu Qianyun when the wall collapsed.

Bateman walked out slowly in the darkness. He looked at the trio of Gan Wentui on the ground. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the dark soldier behind the wall that was shattered by his punch.

Looking at Bateman in the darkness, the crossbows in the hands of the soldiers also stopped for a moment. Obviously, they were also a little surprised.

Not far away, Zhou Li froze on the spot. He and Zhuge Qing looked at each other, and then looked at Tang Wan on the side, both seeing the indescribable confusion in each other's eyes.

what's the situation?

The soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion, Zhu Qianyun and Ma Chenglong, Zhou Li, Zhuge Qing and Tang Wan, Gan Wencui, and the three useless brothers...

Zhou Li began to feel a little weird. He found that the forces that appeared that night were a bit too complicated, and there were weird things everywhere. He looked at the soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion again, and suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

"wrong."

Zhou Li lowered his voice and whispered:

"This is not the real Three Thousand Battalion." (End of Chapter)