Chapter Twenty-Three: The Heart of the Poor Taoist Ant

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Under the ancient laurel tree, the two young Taoist priests of Qing Yu and Qing Ye were tense all over their bodies, their eyes were round with angry eyes, and their pupils were faintly congested.

They came from a poor background, and when it comes to various relationships, of course, they are not as good as the three people in front of them, they are all from the surrounding states and counties of Wudang Mountain, or they are rich and rich, or they are large landowners for generations, and they have a scholarly family background, so they are in the outer courtyard, even if they are also Wudang disciples, they all have their own communities, such as them, the children of the poor family, they are almost isolated, and many deacons and protectors in the outer courtyard are distributed to kill all kinds of demons, In addition to the magic arrows, it is almost impossible for them to take their turn on weekdays, and even if there are surpluses, they are mostly very difficult, and for the disciples of the outer court, it is almost impossible to complete, and the arrows of nine deaths and one life.

Even so, they also have their own perseverance, never take the initiative to get close, and even in the eyes of Jiang Qingliu and others, these poor children have strange temperaments, they are a little withdrawn, and their human feelings are very shallow, and they don't know how to operate at all.

The clay figures all have three points of fire, let alone the two Qingyu at this moment, and the three Jiang Qingliu in front of them, they obviously treat them as meat on the chopping board, they can be distributed at will, decide to belong, and see them as air at all.

Even if it is isolated or disdainful, each has its own life, glory and wealth are living, and coarse tea and light rice are also free, but such contempt and domineering, human affection is as cold and warm as ice blades and snow swords, and it is fiercely pierced into the depths of the hearts of the two.

"Jiang Qingliu!Zhao Qinghu!Huang Qingli!"

The young Taoist priest Qing Yu's eyes were red, he spat out heavily, his eyes were burning, and he swept over the three of them one by one.

"Taking the opportunity to take people, such as killing parents, not sharing the sky, wanting things, stepping on Lao Tzu's corpse!" The fat Taoist priest Qing Ye also gritted his teeth, his eyes became fierce, and he almost ate the three people in front of him into his stomach.

Jiang Qingliu frowned, as if he didn't expect Qingyu and the others to have such a big reaction, but the three of them didn't care, in their opinion, these two cold Taoist priests were a year or two younger than them, and the cultivation of "Turtle and Snake Gong" was only the fifth layer of kung fu, and any of the three of them had already reached the sixth layer, and the kung fu of quenching bones had reached the last step.

"Why, why should the two junior brothers refuse? ”

Zhao Qinghu's eyes narrowed slightly, there were a lot of finches on his face, a pair of eyes were very large, and his eyebrows were very light, and at this time, there was a trace of coldness exuding from his body, and he said, "Could it be that the two junior brothers look down on the three of us and think that the three of us are not qualified enough?"

"Yes, the two juniors must understand that in life, nine times out of ten, those who are unsatisfactory must know how to advance and retreat, and make trade-offs, so that they can live for a long time. Huang Qingli said unhurriedly, he was the only one of the three with a weapon, a broad-bladed long sword that was more than four feet long, and he carried it behind him with a cow tendon ribbon wrapped in silk.

"Don't be anxious, I think it's also because the two juniors and disciples are in a hurry, so they messed up. ”

At this time, Jiang Qingliu interjected, smiling, I have to say that he is very temperamental, slender, handsome, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, at this time looked at Qingyu and the two, and said again: "In this way, two senior brothers, I think the two junior brothers also want to sharpen themselves, we don't want to be strong, some experience is still necessary, it's better to do this, you and I each share thirty percent, and the remaining one percent will be handed over to the two junior brothers to take away, which is also worth the trip." ”

"Yes. Huang Qingli nodded.

Zhao Qinghu groaned slightly, and also bowed his head and said: "That's fine, don't change anything." ”

"Hahaha......"

At this point, the fat Taoist priest laughed angrily at night, he stretched out an index finger and passed it from Jiang Qingliu and the three of them, and said: "Forcibly snatching is so shameless, Lao Tzu has lived for nineteen years, and it is the first time I have seen it, I really think that I will eat me, even if the fish dies and the net is broken, I will not let you be happy today!"

"Three things that tend to be inflammatory, dog-like and snort, also come to pretend to be identities and pose, I pretend to be your second uncle!"

Boom!

The long sword was unsheathed, the blade was three feet and six inches, and the tip of the Qingyu sword was raised, pointing at Jiang Qingliu and the others, this young Taoist priest who looked very delicate, burst out at this moment, and immediately made Jiang Qingliu and the three of them stunned.

On the cliffs.

Su Qinian was a little surprised, he paused when he wanted to turn around and leave, and stood still again, he put away the eyes of the visitors, and looked Qing Yu and the two up and down seriously, his eyes showed a little groaning, a little cautious, a little consideration, and a little cold and scorching intertwined.

Under the ancient laurel tree.

After a short silence, I heard the crackling sound of bone joints, this is Jiang Qingliu and the three of them, the fists under the Taoist robe are clenched, and the blood on their faces fades and becomes pale, because all the qi and blood rushed to their brains.

The three of them never imagined that these two poor Taoist priests, who looked honest and even a little honest and ridiculous on weekdays, would burst out like shrews scolding the street at this time, and the words were like knives and swords, as if they had carved deep blood marks on their faces.

On weekdays, such an inconspicuous little person as Qing Yu and the others, the three of them would not take a look at it at all, and even if it weren't for such a thirty-year-old wild ginseng, the three of them would not be able to remember the appearance of the two.

The Wudang Outer Courtyard is too big, and more than a thousand disciples of the Outer Courtyard have even opened up five or six branches in Wudang Mountain, otherwise so many people live and practice martial arts, and the four hundred miles of Wudang Mountain is the majesty of Tianzhu Peak, and there is no such a big place to supply.

"Good, good, good, very good!"

Jiang Qingliu's sword eyebrows stood up, he looked a little hideous at this time, his lips were very thin, his face turned pale and turned iron blue again, the temperament on his body changed, it was a little eerie and terrifying, his voice also became muddy, and his breath gave birth to a burning feeling.

"You two are so bold, you have an ant-like background, and you dare to talk about us, tell you! Ants will never know what the vision of the real dragon is, thinking that you are something, the establishment of the world, the sophistication of human feelings is also a kind of tempering, born poor, what kind of arrogance! If you want to live alone, you must be prepared to bear such a result!"

Zhao Qinghu scolded: "To put it mildly, even if you are asked to kneel and send things up today, you have to kneel!

"Get on your knees!"

Huang Qingli's eyes were cold, he was very indifferent, stared at Qing Yu, and said: "Dare to point a sword at me, it seems that you don't know how to be inferior to the elderly, now kneel down, there is still a way to live, although I am strictly forbidden to kill each other in Wudang, but there is a place for you in the miscellaneous room!"

Posing in the starting pose of the turtle and snake fist, the fat Taoist sneered in the night: "Three dogs, you still want to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, and we can't learn to wagging your tail and begging for mercy, kneel, kneel to your second uncle!"

Call!

The next moment, under the increasingly blue faces of Jiang Qingliu and the three of them, the fat Taoist priest Qingye actually took the initiative to make a move, his fists were like tortoise shells, his muscles and bones crackled, and the whole person suddenly pulled up a few inches, like an old turtle that had grown for several years suddenly woke up, full of qi and blood, opened up layers of void, and behind it, a fiery red horse raised its hooves, was led and descended into the world.

"How daring!"

Zhao Qinghu raised his eyebrows, took a step across, his hands were sealed, and the fourth style of the turtle and snake fist seemed to have become a memory in his hands.

Mind it!

On the cliff in the distance, Su Qinian's eyes are bright, most of the martial arts comprehension, there are four realms, the first is the first glimpse of the doorway, the beginner of the finger moves, the moves are coherent, and the weight is free; the second is the integration of the mastery, the finger moves are sent and received in the heart, and the moves are connected like the arms and fingers, and there is no severance; the heart comprehends the mind, it means that the martial arts comprehension has reached a certain level, the essence of the essence, and the beginning of figuring out the origin of the moves, which can already be regarded as a small success; the fourth is the essence of the gods, and one move and one style have both form and spirit, and the legal principles are revealed, which is the realm of Dacheng.

Usually, when performing martial arts, you can only see the Taoist priest Jing Du practicing the turtle and snake boxing of the first two realms, even if Su Qinian asked for benefits in front of him, because he had some scruples, he did not ask for the truth of the latter two realms, and now, seeing the boxing method of this young Taoist priest, there was a great impact on Su Qinian, his eyes were like electricity, and his spiritual power was improved to the extreme, and he began to capture every movement of Zhao Qinghu, and even every fist trajectory, were imprinted into his mind, and confirmed with his own body, and began to check and fill in the gaps, unconsciously, the five-style turtle and snake fist he comprehended began to improve, and there were signs of reaching a new world。 (Merry Christmas everyone!ask for Christmas gift recommendation tickets, ask for collection!hee-hee!)