The Beauty of the Tang Dynasty is Like a Cloud / the Story of the Evil King Among the Flowers of the

"..." Yilin pursed her cherry lips and whispered, "I'm not a fake nun, I worship Buddha..."

"What is there to worship the Buddha? Every day, green vegetables and tofu, Amitabha's. Look at how thin you look, your chest is as flat as a washboard."

Dugu Ce shook his head, and suddenly grabbed Yilin's small hand: "Go, I will take you to break the precept!"

"No!" Yilin exclaimed, and just about to refuse, Dugu Ce turned her head and smiled at her: "Don't want what? Don't stop?"

Seeing his bright smile, Yilin's mind froze for a moment, and her heart began to thump wildly again.

She looked at Dugu Ce with a cute face, and whispered: "I, I don't want to break the precept..."

Dugu Ce laughed: "It's okay. When the Buddha was a prince, he was rich in fish and meat, and enjoyed beauties. He cultivated to the fruit, and when he preached everywhere, he also had to eat meat. You said he begged for alms, and people gave him a little bit of alms." Leftover meat, with the Buddha's cultivation, would he still be picky and ask the donor to replace it with vegetables?"

Yilin couldn't understand what he said, and she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

While Dugu Ce was talking, he pulled her away from the creek and walked up the road down the mountain.

Both of them were completely naked.Dugu Ce's true energy was exhausted, and he only recovered a little in a short time.However, he has a super strong physique, he is free from all kinds of diseases, cold and heat are not invaded, and he doesn't feel cold.

Yilin is different.She was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and her martial arts skills were low. After walking for a short time, she was already shivering from the cold, her face was pale, and her lips were black and blue.

"You can't do this. As a martial arts practitioner, the most basic thing is not to be invaded by cold and heat. How can you be so fragile?"

While speaking, Dugu Ce raised his finger and tapped lightly between her eyebrows, "I'll give you a gift."

Yilin was in a daze, when she suddenly felt a coldness between her brows, and then she felt as if a skylight had opened between her brows, giving off a bright feeling.After that, a martial art was branded into her mind, as if she knew it from birth.

This martial art is a kind of footwork, Yilin instinctively took the first step according to the footwork, followed by the second step, and the third step.

After walking about ten steps, she felt a warm current rise from the Yongquan point on the sole of her foot, go up to her dantian along the meridians, and then spread from her dantian to her whole body.Soon, she felt warm all over her body, not cold at all.

The clothes on his body also emitted steam and dried slowly.His pale face and dark blue lips also returned to their original color.

Shocked, she stammered, "It's amazing! What kind of footwork is this?"

"No name, I made it up now." Dugu Ce said with a smile: "Your foundation is not good, and advanced kung fu has been passed on to you, and you have no internal strength to support it. This footwork can be practiced by those with a shallow foundation. And it can be strengthened while walking. Kung fu. If you practice to a high level, you can travel three thousand miles a day and night, it’s not a problem.”

"So powerful?" Yilin's eyes widened in shock: "How could such a powerful footwork be made up without a name? You are teasing me again, aren't you?"

Dugu Ce shook his head and said, "These days, no one would believe the truth. If I had known it earlier, I would have said that this footwork is called Wanliduxing."

"Ah!" Yilin was startled, and lost her voice: "Tian Boguang alone! You, you, you are Tian Boguang alone! No wonder you want to pick me up, no wonder you want to drag me to break the precept! Oh, why did I really follow you? What kind of ecstasy did you cast on me? Why did you let me foolishly follow you down the mountain? Let me go! If you don’t let me go, I’m going to scream!"

"Miss Yilin, I really admire your brain power." Dugu Ce laughed: "Wanli Duxing Tian Boguang would be as handsome as me, would he still need to be a flower picker?"

Yilin thinks about it too, Tian Boguang is a flower picker called by everyone in the world, so it is impossible for him to be such a young and handsome young man with such a good-looking smile.

But she didn't dare to believe it completely, so she said, "Yes, but if you weren't for Tian Boguang, how could you know the light footwork that you can walk thousands of miles alone?"

Dugu Ce smiled and said: "The so-called lightness footwork of Wanli Lonely Walking is Yilin, you made up your own imagination, right? I just said the words Wanli Lonely Walking casually, and you referred to Tian Boguang. I didn't say anything But, what I taught you is Tian Boguang’s lightness kung fu, right? His nickname is Wanli Duxing, who knows what kind of lightness kung fu is? Besides, Tian Boguang’s nameless lightness kung fu footwork is not worthy of lifting shoes. .”

"Then, even if you're not Tian Boguang, you can't take people down the mountain casually!" Yilin said so, but she still couldn't help herself, letting Duguce lead her down the mountain.Her feet are still following the footwork passed by Dugu Ce.

Dugu Ce laughed and said, "The girl I picked up will of course come with me!"

Yilin wronged and said: "You didn't pick it up..." When she said this, she suddenly remembered something, and asked: "When you taught me the lone footwork of thousands of miles just now, why did you just lightly touch the center of my eyebrows, and I learned it?" La?"

Dugu Ce pretended to be surprised: "You are a worshiper of the Buddha, haven't you heard of empowerment and teaching? You are indeed a fake nun!"

"I, I'm not a fake nun. Of course I've heard of the initiation and transmission of exercises. It's just that I just didn't think of it for a while."

"That only shows that you are not religious at all."

"Not at all……"

Dugu Ce walked all the way, teasing Yilin from time to time.Playing with this innocent and lovely little girl until she blushed again and again, her mouth pouted countless times.

In this way until the descent, Yilin was almost completely immersed in the "struggle" with Dugu Ce, and she forgot to think about why she was so confused and was led down the mountain by a strange man she met for the first time.

Suddenly, Dugu Ce stopped abruptly, and stopped Yilin, who was walking by inertia.

"What's wrong?" Yilin asked.She was walking vigorously and comfortably with that footwork, but when she stopped suddenly, her legs were a bit uncomfortable, and she really wanted to find something to kick her.

"Yilin, look over there." Dugu Ce pointed to the front and said, "Those two people, who do you think they look like?"

Yilin raised her eyes and saw on the official road ahead, a strong man with tattoos on his head, his arms still bare in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and his upper body wearing only a short coat, was walking on the official road with a wheelchair on his back.

On the wheelchair carried by the bald man, sat a girl in a white skirt and a fur robe.

The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with black hair draped over her shoulders, and long temples, which were braided into two braids and draped over her shoulders.

She has a thin figure, exquisite facial features, and extremely beautiful appearance, but her expression is very cold.

It's just that her coldness gives people the impression that it's not the coldness of being lonely and self-admiring, arrogant and arrogant.It's a kind of loneliness, loneliness, depression and coldness.

It seemed that she had a heavy heart hidden in her heart, and she had a deep and indelible sorrow, but because of her stubborn temper, she didn't want to let the sorrow in her heart be announced to the outside, so she could only use this coldness as a cover.When people look at it, they can't help but feel a little distressed.

What makes Yilin even more regretful is that the girl obviously has a pair of slender and beautiful legs, but she is not good at walking, so she can only be carried on her back.

Sighing secretly for a while, Yilin suddenly felt that the combination of the bald man and the wheelchair girl had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He frowned and thought for a while, suddenly realized, and said in surprise, "It's Ruthless and Iron Hand! They are the two disciples of Mr. Zhuge, Wuqing and Iron Hand, from Shenhou Mansion!"

When she was speaking, she stared at Wuqing without blinking, her big cute eyes were filled with the excitement of seeing her idol.

"Ruthless?" Dugu Ce also stared at the wheelchair girl, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

As for that big bald man like a blacksmith...is that an iron hand?No, he is just a passerby.