Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 89: Birds flying high, ghosts and shadows ninefold

"Hutou, I remember that you usually follow the team that collects medicines and medicines. We are not strong enough and cannot help Miss San when we deal with strong enemies.

However, it can make great achievements in collecting herbs..."

"Yes, isn't Miss Third very eager to find [Qi Ye Tan]? There is also [Yang Yang Flower]. I have seen the atlas of these two medicinal materials and know them."

I might as well apply to leave the city and spend the night in the mountains to try my luck.

Those mud-legged herbalists complain about suffering at one time or another, but they just don't work hard.

If we really want to find medicine, we still have to look at ourselves. "

Think of making great achievements and getting rewards.

Wei Huzhong became energetic again.

I happily put down the souvenirs, the fruits I picked, and the cooked meat I bought on the street.

Turn around and leave.

Lin Ziqi was the only one left, standing in front of the window, motionless.

Until the sky turns dark and the Jade Rabbit rises in the east.

"In just ten days, in just ten days, has he already reached this level of strength?"

When Lin Ziqi was a child, his family was poor, his parents died, and he lived in poverty. He was bullied by evil neighbors and almost couldn't survive.

Later, he could only live on the streets and beg for a living.

The most difficult time was when he was nine years old and could not find anything to eat for three days and nights.

A white moon hung high in the sky, and snowflakes were flying, but he was walking in the snow with his upper body naked.

His feet were frozen to death, his whole body was numb, and he didn't know where he was going. He thought he was going to die.

But I don’t realize that there is no perfect path for everyone.

When a luxury carriage passed by, no one whipped it and shouted at him to get out of the way, but stopped.

A very nice little girl said: "That man is so pitiful, mother, our family is so big and he is so small, otherwise..."

"It depends on you, it all depends on you. Even though your uncle is so old, he still likes to grow medicine by himself.

It would be a good idea to find a few more helpers to help him.

My Yu'er has the heart of a Buddha at such a young age, but I don't know which young man he will take advantage of when he grows up..."

"Yu'er will always stay with her mother, so she won't get married."

The little girl's tender voice rang in her ears again.

For Lin Ziqi, it was like the sound of nature.

At that time, his name was not Lin Ziqi, but he got his name later.

He only remembered that his parents often called him Xiaoqi, and his original surname no longer mattered.

Later, as Lin Ziqi grew up day by day, he joined the Lin family and was found to have good skills in martial arts. He became a nurse and became successful in practicing martial arts...

He had almost forgotten the past events.

I just remember the snow falling in the sky and the bright moon hanging high in the sky, just like tonight.

"Don't worry, miss, I will save you, just like you saved my life that day.

If we continue like this, we will really have no way out..."

Lin Ziqi thought that until now, he had not been taught the "Tide Breathing Technique", while the newcomers Zhou Ping'an and even Tang Lin'er had all been taught the "Tidal Breathing Technique".

He was heartbroken.

Lighting the oil lamp, with trembling hands, he spread out a piece of thin white silk and wrote a series of words, chanting "Seven Colors, Sunflower"...

After he finished writing, he closed his eyes and sighed. A cold look flashed in his eyes. He put the silk cloth in a small bamboo tube and walked to the corner of the room.

A chirping sound came.

It was a small and delicate bird with white feathers and blue eyes.

"Yunduo, I've been feeding you delicious food and drink, but I haven't let you stretch your muscles. You must be exhausted."

Tie the bamboo tube to the bird's legs.

Holding the bird again, he approached the west window.

Lin Ziqi took advantage of the darkness, stretched out his palm, and watched the bird silently fly into the night sky without moving for a long time.

……

the next day.

Afternoon.

Zhou Ping'an ate carefully prepared delicacies in the Lin Mansion's small canteen, and, with rare interest, drank a pot of fruit wine.

It's rare that I'm in a good mood, but I can't find anyone to cheer me up.

He wanted to ask Tang Lin'er to have a drink, but found that the guy was wandering around outside holding his injured body.

Thinking of what he had entrusted to Tang Lin'er.

Zhou Ping'an probably knew what he was doing.

Why are you in a good mood?
Of course, it's because his ability to save his life has improved again.

The Ghost Step has been upgraded to the ninth level.

Although I have once again consumed all the threads of thoughts I accumulated in another world.

Overall, it's worth it.

Zhou Ping'an believes that the priority of training [Ghost Shadow Step] to the ninth level is even higher than Fubo Jin.

Nine-turn Fubo Jin is not unpowerful.

On the contrary, this sword is so powerful that it is almost difficult to encounter restrained martial arts.

But now, with Miss Lin San as my daily sparring partner, I can show off my inner secrets one by one.

Another reason is that what he needs most at the moment is physical skills, the ability to escape or sneak attack and assassinate.

Related to the next plan.

[Ghost Step] The ninth level, the expression on the secret book is "Nine Steps to Climb the Tower", also called [Climb the Tower Step].

It sounds very low-key, but the effect is not bad at all.

In Zhou Ping'an's view.

This footwork, after reaching the ninth level, has already broken away from what it should possess as a footwork category, and has begun to develop towards the body technique.

Although after the ninth level, one has reached the peak of cultivation, there is no other new content.

Even so, Zhou Pingan was satisfied.

What is the effect of [Stair Climbing Step]?

If we say that the first eight levels of [Ghost Step] focused on studying "illusion" and "speed", they have gone a long way in these two aspects.

Then, a "lightness" was added to the ninth level. At the beginning, if Deng Yuanhua, the master of Baicao Hall, had mastered the ninth level [Ghost Step], it would not only be difficult for him to be trapped by Miss Lin San's Fubo Sword Power.

Even his last killer move might not be able to hit him.

Because, he will not just run close to the ground, but can go straight to the sky...

With one more direction to dodge, there are countless more options.

Such as now.

Zhou Ping'an took one step forward.

The figure shook slightly and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, when I saw him again, he was already on the roof.

The sun was high in the day, but his figure moved like a phantom, making no sound.

The transition between stillness and movement occurs without any warning.

Like, always standing on the eaves.

"It's fun, I want to play too."

Watching Zhou Ping'an appear in the yard with a "swish" sound, and then appear on the eaves with a "swish" sound again, so fast...

Up, down, left, and right in the courtyard were all cyan phantoms, making it difficult to tell which one was real and which one was fake.

The strange scene in front of him made Xiao Jiuer, who had just finished his meal and was ready to come to listen to the story at noon, so greedy that his saliva was dripping.

"Okay, then I'll take you one."

Carrying weights to practice footwork is actually a kind of training.

The little guy only weighs about 40 kilograms. To Zhou Pingan, it is not even considered a heavy object.

As he was jumping around with Xiao Jiu'er on his back, he was a little worried about the other party: "But if we play for a while longer, we won't be able to finish beating the White Bone Demon. Do you want to listen to the story? Or fly around."

These words immediately silenced the little girl.

She wants them all.

Of course it won't work.

Because Lin Huaiyu came over.

The third lady looked at Zhou Ping'an's shining figure. She was extremely surprised and at the same time, a trace of envy flashed in her eyes.

'I admire this kind of intellectual genius who can master it as soon as he learns it and perfects it as soon as he practices it.

I practiced for a whole night before I reached the fifth level. I couldn't get up to the next few levels and had to spend a lot of time practicing...'

'It's already the ninth level. '

Lin Huaiyu silently watched Zhou Ping'an's erratic, ghostly figure, inserting himself into the attack.

I found that no matter what situation the sword was drawn from, it was difficult to hit.

Sure enough, there are no unbreakable moves in the world, and there is no absolutely invincible technique.

Fubo turns nine times, once the move is made, the strength will be lost, and the force will be used to fight, and there will be no disadvantage.

It is also an excellent sword technique that can defeat the strong with the weak.

However, facing an opponent who has mastered an excellent footwork to the extreme, it feels like the mouse is pulling the turtle and there is nowhere to start.

'Fortunately, fortunately Deng Yuanhua doesn't. '

The third lady thought so.

and didn't speak.

Xiao Jiu'er on the other side was like a mouse seeing a cat, and couldn't make a fuss anymore.

While she whispered to Zhou Pingan to put him down, she pouted and muttered: "Brother Pingan, look, look, I told you to take a rest and prepare to practice calligraphy. I don't have much time to play..."

You have to drag me around, oh, it’s so troublesome, you’re so old and you’re still so playful. "

"Uh……"

Lin Huaiyu was dumbfounded.

I was so full of words that I suddenly couldn't say them out.

Zhou Pingan was stunned.

This little guy is not going to become a spirit.

The technique of knocking people down and raking them over is so frustrating that people are speechless.

Seeing two adults choked by her words, no one came to trouble her for a while.

Xiao Jiuer lowered his head, fled out of the yard and disappeared.

He must have known that at this time, he must not take advantage of his sister's "tiger power" and sneak away first as a sign of respect.

"I have disturbed you, Xiao Jiu'er is not very sensible yet and always likes to make mischief."

Lin Huaiyu looked apologetic.

"It's okay. The most rare thing about children is innocence and happiness. There is no need to be mature and steady like adults at a young age.

Only when you grow up will you understand that that kind of happiness will really be gone forever..."

Zhou Pingan was deeply touched.

When I was very young, I was often beaten up by my parents, who told me not to be naughty or lazy...

Every inch of time is worth every inch of gold, so study hard in your good years.

All kinds of homework are taken care of, extracurricular study, and all the interest classes that can be taken are enrolled.

I didn't realize it until I grew up.

Only the happy mood of childhood can never be found again.

Looking back, it's all heavy.

Who can tell clearly between gains and losses.

"Miss Third is here. Is there something wrong with Baoyaofang?"

Lin Huaiyu rarely came to the east courtyard at noon.

If she doesn't have to be dispatched, she basically won't show up in front of people, and she has a bit of a homebody attribute.

If you take the initiative to come to me at this time, something must have happened.

"It's not Baoyaofang. Although the business has been a lot colder, it hasn't affected anything.

However, now our medicine-gathering manpower cannot even leave the city, and some people even secretly switch to Baicao Hall. "

Lin Huaiyu looked a little depressed.

Said slowly.

(End of this chapter)