Ice Flame God of War

Chapter 25
When Qiao Luo came out from Qiao's house, Qiao Ye was already waiting for Qiao Luo at the gate of Qiao's house.

When they came out, someone had already explained that Qiao Luo was allowed to borrow the two books for three days, and they would send someone to retrieve them at that time. Qiao Luo understood this very well, and it was not because he was afraid that the books would be leaked.

"Which two Astral Skills did he take?"

In a wing room, Patriarch Qiao sat in it and asked Qiao Chen, who was lowering his head.

"Master Hui, a copy of Qiankun Jin, and the Happy Notes that have been kept in Qiao's house for decades."

Qiao Chen didn't hide anything, and revealed the skills Qiao Luo had chosen.

Patriarch Qiao frowned slightly, even he couldn't figure out why he chose these two skills, the universe is so powerful, after all, it can increase the combat power by three times, although it requires a strong physical body, it is not impossible to cultivate successfully .

As for Xiaoyaoji, that is, 30 years ago, a literati passed by Jin Xingcheng, and was later entertained by Qiao's family, so he gave this Xiaoyaoji as a gift, saying that it was a gift for someone who was destined.

But a few years have passed, and the Qiao family has also studied this Xiaoyaoji, which is just some poems written by a literati Wumo, which are useless. For the Wuji Continent, only the cultivation of a strong qi can gain a higher status .

Since then, this Xiaoyaoji has been ignored by no one, and it has been kept in the library until today. It was taken away by Qiao Luo, so Patriarch Qiao was puzzled. Could it be that this kid did it on purpose and did not choose any of the gang skills. Tasteless, one is completely useless.

"It's okay, you're going down. Recently, pay more attention to the movements of their father and son, and report immediately if there is anything."

"Yes, master."

Qiao Chen said, and retreated from the room, but the corners of his eyes were full of murderous intentions, and the recovery of Qiao Ye's strength was too much of a blow to him.

The day's affairs have come to an end, no one sympathizes with the weak, and a vague murderous intent emanates from the Wang family. Although Wang Hong is not the top genius of the Wang family, he is also one of the core members. It is almost impossible to have a chance to improve in a lifetime of cultivation.

"How did your contact go?"

The head of the Wang family asked Wang Zhuli, who was bowing his head.

"Master, I have already contacted you. As for the price, we have yet to negotiate."

Wang Jili answered quickly.

"I don't care what method you use, I don't want to see this father and son again."

"Yes, at home."

Wang stood up and answered quickly.

The families of Jin Xingcheng were all in check, so no one dared to act rashly. In addition, the Qiao family and his son were called back to the family during the day, so the Wang family had no choice but to change their tactics. A conspiracy was quietly brewing.

After returning to the residence, Qiao Luo took out the Qiankunjin and Xiaoyaoji that he had obtained from Zangshuge during the day.

Qiankun Jin spent a cup of tea and memorized almost all of them. In fact, it is very simple. It is to compress the Gang Qi to form a cyclone in the body, and finally emit it through the body. It is not difficult to understand, just It requires the endurance of the tendons.

After remembering it, put it aside for the time being, picked up Xiaoyaoji again, and started to study it.

A series of beautiful words began to appear in Qiao Luo's mind. These words are very gorgeous, and each paragraph can contain a beautiful scene. No matter how you look at it, this is a book describing famous rivers and mountains, but Qiao Luo just thinks It's not ordinary.

Looking at Xiaoyao from the side of the Xiaoyao Bridge, the Xiaoyao wind passes through Xiaoyao.

In Xiaoyaojin, there is Mu Luohong, and golden osmanthus is fragrant in Xiaoyao City.

West Lake Baidi Pinghu Moon, Qiantang River Bridge Wuzhen River.

Still water, quiet night, white Pingyi, and the breeze lingers on the Bell and Drum Tower.

The green grass is endless, and the Jingjing Moon Lake is gurgling and clear.

The afterglow by the Zhuque bridge is warm, and the shadows at the mouth of the bird clothing alley are deep.

Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is full of righteousness, and Qin Huaiying sings happily on a moonlit night.

Looking at the bright moon by the Xuanwu Lake, the starlight illuminates the sea.

The autumn wind blows from the place where the apricot blossoms fall, and the purple vines surround the window lattice.

The sea of ​​clouds meets again, Xi Wei slowly urges people to go.

Qingyan Qingyu pours people into the city, and the cold moon clears the frost in the night sky.

Twisting the lotus to reflect the solitary shadow, and the exquisite flowers are full of words.

The lonely shadows of the happy life, the lonely moon and cold stars shine on the window lattice.

There is no path for a happy journey, and the breeze flows so close to the end of the world.

One after another beautiful verses came out of Qiao Luo's mouth. Qiao Luo felt that his thoughts had completely entered this wonderful world, and his footsteps began to rise and fall with the rhythm of the lake.

His body felt like a breeze was blowing past him, like a willow branch, and it also began to shake. The whole body swayed from side to side without looking for strength at all, but the body could not fall down yet.

Then a roar of anger rushed towards him, and Qiao Luo's body changed again, as if he was stepping on the Yellow River, walking on the raging waves, and every step he took was like a galloping horse.

There was another change in the blink of an eye, the surroundings became calm, Qiao Luo felt his body had entered the top of the white clouds, his whole body was floating, and then his feet were lifted off the ground by a few inches.

Even the Rainbow Realm couldn't fly in the air, and Qiao Luo's body was suspended in the air, although it was only a few inches high.

Qiao Luo was completely silent in this situation, and couldn't extricate himself from it at all. A sense of enlightenment came to his mind. This turned out to be a set of body skills, which integrated body skills into the scenery.

The scenery is actually the artistic conception, and being able to integrate the movement skills into the artistic conception is already beyond Qiao Luo's cognition at this time. It seems that the scholar who left this set of movement skills back then did not know that this would be a superb book of movement skills technology.

Thinking of this, Qiao Luo's face showed excitement. He didn't expect that the Qiao family could not find out the mystery after several years of research, but he penetrated it.

As it slowly deepened, Qiao Luo became more and more devoted to the artistic conception inside, and even gradually integrated the whole person into the scenery, hoping to achieve the unity of human and scenery, and people are a scenery.

Put it in the mountains, it is a big mountain, put it in the water, it is a spring water, put it in the air, it is a cloud... Only when you reach this kind of state, you can be regarded as the real happiness, but what is the pursuit of such a state? Difficult, Qiao Luo only got a glimpse of the door, and there is still a distance from the entrance.

In one night, Qiao Luo finally found a way to know how to practice Xiaoyaoji, which is to comprehend the way of nature and integrate himself into the scenery, so as to achieve the unity of human and scenery.

During the battle, the agility sometimes rolls the wheels, and sometimes flutters the colorful butterflies. When walking, it is as fast as lightning. This set of agility seems to have reached the level above the monarch level.

Qiao Luo dare not judge whether it is a fairy-level skill, but it is definitely not a mortal-level skill, the lowest is a king-level existence. After memorizing all the contents in it, put it away, and someone will take it in three days. Walk.

In the following time, Qiao Luo ignored the rumors outside, and even various rumors continued to spread. Some people said that Qiao Luo and his son had been hiding all the time, and some people said that they had received some expert advice, so that their cultivation base recovered and their strength skyrocketed. For any rumors However, Qiao Luo and his son did not make any response, even refuted the rumors, and they were still practicing with peace of mind.

Now during the day, Qiao Luo can practice Gang Qi with peace of mind, and streams of Gang Qi emanate from his body.

"Bah!"

As Qiao Luo exhaled a breath of white air, a cyclone shot out from his arm.

"It still doesn't work, the cyclone still can't condense, so it can't exert three times the power of the stellar energy."

Qiao Luo stopped practicing. After a day of groping for Qian Kun Jin, he began to find some ways, but it is very difficult to condense a cyclone in his body. This must let the gang qi completely follow his mind. Is it difficult? Difficult, it is not easy to say that it is simple, it is a long-term running-in.

After a short rest, Qiao Luo stood up again and returned to the plum blossom pile.Started to practice agility. After getting Xiaoyaoji, Qiao Luo began to practice this set of agility that was perceived from the scenery.

Whether it is wind speed, air flow, or others, it must be taken into consideration, so that the body can be integrated into nature, even if it is a lake, a mountain, or a plain, you can perform various postures according to the artistic conception, because he is nature, he Just the view.

The body lightened, like a bunch of goose feathers fell gently, without a single sound, turned around again, no shadow was seen at all, and the person returned to the plum blossom pile again, and afterimages began to appear on it , sometimes erratic, sometimes motionless like a mountain, sometimes swaying from side to side.

No matter how tired Qiao Luo is, as long as he takes Wannian stalactite, his body will recover quickly, and even his energy will continue to grow.

Once the Buddha magic technique is in operation, it can absorb the vitality in the void and continuously enter his body. After entering the dantian, it turns into two different airflows, one positive and one negative. In this way, the strength of the tendons circulates in the tendons, and when they reach a point of intersection, they return to their original places and cycle in turn.

Three days later, the Gang Skills brought from Zang Shu Ge were taken back, but Qiao Luo engraved them all in his mind, and the Qiao family also sent a lot of Gang Stones and Body Tempering Pills. Qiao Luo accepted all the methods, not for nothing.

Four or five days have passed since the life-and-death battle between Qiao Luo and the Wang family. Everything is calm, as if everyone has forgotten about this matter, but can this matter really be left alone?
One dark night, a person looked like a civet cat, disappeared in Jinxing City, and flew towards a mountain range outside the city. It is rumored that there are many mercenary groups there. As long as you can afford the price, the mercenary group can help you Do something you wouldn't want to do yourself, and the shadow will soon reach the mountains.

"Who!"

A middle-aged man came out from the dark and stopped the shadow.

"It's me. I made an appointment with your regiment leader to meet tonight."

The black shadow made a hoarse voice, which seemed to be deliberately concealing his identity.

"Password!"

The people guarding the mountain obviously still don't believe it, only the password can pass.

"Tiger Roaring Plains, Caesar is invincible!"

The man in black said quickly.

"After entering, don't let me look around on the road, someone will meet you inside."

The black shadow quickly disappeared in place, entered the mountain range, and then saw rows of houses.

(End of this chapter)