Qi Yu Millennium

"Isn't he the uncle of the master?" Although Wen Qingyi was old and stable, she couldn't help showing a surprised expression at this moment.

I stretched out my hand to take the first picture scroll and spread it out. With my left hand, I pointed to the third human-shaped Long Qifeng on the left, and with my right hand, I pointed to the green dragon on the other picture scroll, "This green dragon is the one from Guanqimen back then." The third disciple, Long Jifeng, whose body is a bluestone python, later transformed into a real dragon during the Yuan Dynasty."

"Why did Grand Master fight with ancestor?" Wen Qingyi pointed at the two people who were evenly matched and fighting on the scroll.

The painting was drawn by the old eight, so it will naturally be biased. In fact, the old eight Wen Xiaofeng became obsessed with painting after passing through the purple catastrophe. It can be said that among the nine disciples of Guanqimen, his cultivation base is the worst. Even if he practices diligently in the years to come, he will not be the opponent of Lao Wu, because his five elements belong to wood, and the old five and five elements It is gold, just to beat him.So although the two people in the painting appear to be evenly matched, in fact that is not the case at all.

"It should be that Aofengzi was caught by him when he was attacking Long Jifeng." I analyzed.The background of the picture is vaguely the back mountain of Ziyangguan back then, that is to say, the Guanqi door still existed in the Ming Dynasty, at least Long Yufeng was still guarding there, and the fifth and eighth were still alive at that time.

"Little Master Uncle, can the spells that our ancestors learned back then allow us to live forever?" Wen Qingyi asked out loud.

"There is no immortal person in the world." I shook my head and said.Although Jiejiao has a way to train qi, in fact, except for those aliens, few people live long, because many high-level spells of Jiejiao are performed at the cost of sacrificing their own lifespan, and many disciples cannot withstand the huge temptation of spells And sacrificing Yangshou to use it is also an important reason why Jiejiao has always been despised by the three religions.

"Why do ancestors and uncles look so young after so many years?" Wen Qingyi was fascinated rather than puzzled.

"You don't know your ancestor. He has an easy-going personality. Everyone in the school likes him, but his painting style is not very realistic. If Ma Dehua makes him look good, he can draw Andy Lau." I shook my head and said A picture scroll is different from a photo. The subjective factors of the painter may affect the content of the painting. That is to say, although the two people in the painting are still vaguely the same as before, it is hard to say what the truth is.

The Ming Dynasty has a history of 900 years from the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Except for the third child who can survive by relying on his body advantage, everyone else must be reincarnated. If you want to keep the original state, you must use the kind of reincarnation formation that I used back then, but One of the biggest flaws of the reincarnation formation is that you can't control the time of reincarnation, that is to say, if you don't meet someone who is completely consistent with your five elements, the soul of the caster will always be in a state of waiting.

"Ma'am, can you lend me these paintings for a few days?" I said to Wen Qingyi.The content recorded in these paintings is very important, I need to think carefully, and this is obviously not an ideal place.

"Young uncle, why are you so ignorant? This belongs to the ancestor, and the ancestor is your senior brother, so you can just take it away." Although Wen Qingyi is old, her legs are still nimble, and she found a blue one as she spoke. The burden wrapped the two pictures I was looking at and the other two pictures.

"By the way, ma'am, let me ask you something." I took the burden and spoke again.

"Just ask if you have any questions." Wen Qingyi poured me a glass of water.

"What kind of material are the needles used in our Maoshan school practice?" I turned around a little.

"The teacher uses gold needles, and the other disciples use silver needles." Wen Qingyi naturally wouldn't hide anything from me.

"Does anyone use steel needles?" I asked my own question carefully.

"Yes!" Compared with Li Nan's hesitation before, Wen Qingyi replied quite simply, "Those who have made a big mistake and violated the rules of the sect and were expelled from the sect have no right to use gold and silver needles."

"Why can't it be used?" I asked.

"Because the Maoshan faction no longer recognizes him as a disciple of this faction, so according to the rules, he cannot use gold and silver needles, but if he uses them secretly, others will not know," Wen Qingyi said knowing everything, "After all, steel needles If the yin and yang are not connected, not only the effect of the method is far inferior to that of the gold and silver method, but it will also damage the meridians of the practitioner."

"Did the Second Maoshan School expel a disciple surnamed Li 30 years ago?" Seeing that Wen Qingyi answered happily, I stopped going around in circles.

"Little master uncle, have you met Li Jin?" Wen Qingyi asked back, and answered my question indirectly.

"I've seen it. What mistake did this person make to get kicked out of the sect?" I nodded.

"If someone asks me this, I really can't say it. After all, it's not something glorious." Wen Qingyi is still very close to me, my little master uncle. Not bad, but for some reason, he helped a group of thieves to dig graves. This kid was also stupid, so he did it when he did it. After returning to the mountain, he confessed to his master, but he was expelled from the mountain gate by his master. "

Wen Qingyi is already over 70 years old, and Lao Li is only in his fifties, so it is not too much for Wen Qingyi to call him this child.And according to Wen Qingyi's narration, this old Li Tou should be regarded as a good person. After being expelled from the sect, he did not abuse Taoism to cheat money. It's unlucky that I almost didn't let me force Sanyang.

The rest of the time was quite boring. A young man in his twenties naturally had nothing in common with an old lady. Although they felt friendly, they still felt quite awkward when they called out "Mother, Young Master Uncle".I wanted to teach her the Qi-gathering spell to keep her healthy, but the old lady refused on the grounds that she was not a qi-watcher and couldn't see the way of human nature. Naturally, I couldn't force it too much.

At the end of the period, the old lady learned that I was not married yet, so she insisted on asking me for my date of birth and introducing me to a lady from a great family. Just when I was struggling to cope, Li Nan came over and invited me and Wen Qingyi to the side hall of the Maoshan School. Going to the banquet finally relieved me.

Walking to the north wall, he took off the general and put it back into the sheath. He felt that the violent energy on the sword was greatly reduced, and his heart trembled violently. It seemed that the violent energy surrounding the general's sword was caused by the long separation from his partner. Resentment, thinking of my being alone after Wang Yanpei's death, pushing others with myself, I couldn't help but feel compassion for the male and female swords of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, and secretly made up my mind that when everything is over, I will definitely send Gan Jiang to the hospital. Maoshan taught them to face each other day and night.

The women who hosted the banquet in the side hall naturally participated. Ding Xingwang, a member of the Maoshan School, and Ma Qianli's direct disciples had more than [-] people, all of whom were present as companions, so I was naturally promoted to the chief.

This kind of important scene made me feel very uncomfortable, and I barely got through to the end of the banquet, and then I left as if I was running away.

Back in the car, I couldn't wait to open the few scrolls that Wen Qingyi gave me, and found that the other ones were just ordinary landscapes, and I couldn't help being disappointed.

Since King Kong Pao and Murong Zhuifeng are both in Ziyang Temple now, I am not in a hurry to go back immediately, but turn north directly onto the expressway to Jinan. Go visit again.

Just when it was convenient for me to stop in the middle of the car, King Kong Pao called, "Old Yu, I'm going to be a master!"

"Congratulations on accepting a beautiful woman as your apprentice, does Zhuifeng agree?" I secretly laughed.

"What a beautiful woman, she is a beautiful woman..."