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Part 2 Yitian Chapter 228 Celestial Appearance

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    Chapter 228: Celestial Appearance

    On this day, Xiao Yuesheng went to the bamboo hut on Zishan Mountain to practice alchemy, accompanied by Liu Qingquan.

    He was practicing alchemy, and Liu Qingquan was sitting next to him meditating to temper her temperament and enhance her sexual skills. Otherwise, her temperament would be degenerate and her skills would increase too fast. Not only would it be useless, but it would probably backfire on her.  body.

    After seven days of work, the furnace was opened and the elixir came out. Liu Qingquan cheered loudly and was finally free. He had been sitting in the bamboo house blankly. Even though the house was quiet and quiet, it was still a kind of torture.

    At this time, the moon was high in the sky, it was already late at night, and the stars were twinkling in the sky. They stepped out of the bamboo hut, looking up at the sky while walking forward.

    It¡¯s so high here that it feels like you can reach out and pluck the stars from the sky.

    Xiao Yuesheng suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, and was speechless, his steep eyebrows furrowed.

    "Senior brother, what's wrong?" Liu Qingquan stood beside him, wearing a lake green Luo shirt, fluttering like a fairy in the night wind.

    The moonlight illuminated her face, which was clear-cut. Her profile was graceful and moving, and her bright eyes were sparkling, comparable to the stars in the sky.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and didn't want to speak. He looked up at the sky and kept looking at something blankly. His eyes were so deep that Liu Qingquan was so stunned that he couldn't move his bright eyes away.

    "Hehe, hehe" Xiao Yuesheng suddenly laughed, awakening Liu Qingquan, and quickly turned his eyes away. He felt that his cheeks were hot, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, fearing that his senior brother would see him.

    Not hearing Liu Qingquan¡¯s curious question, Xiao Yuesheng felt a little strange. He turned around and saw Liu Qingquan¡¯s clear eyes hurriedly turned away, as if he didn¡¯t dare to meet his eyes.

    " Xiao Yue raised her eyebrows vividly and shook her head. A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. I don't know what the fifth junior sister is thinking about.

    "Brother, what's wrong?" Liu Qingquan asked hurriedly to cover up his panic.

    "Well, I can finally feel relieved, brother." Xiao Yuesheng took two steps on the protruding rocks with his hands behind his back, smiling broadly.

    Xiao Yuesheng's bamboo hut is leaning against the mountain and overlooking the cliff. The position they are standing on is a huge rock protruding out of the cliff. Below is the unfathomable mountain stream. In the distance are the rolling mountains. The strong wind is howling, faintly like the roar of animals.  .

    "Brother, don't be hesitant, you're so anxious, tell me quickly, what's going on!" Liu Qingquan gradually recovered, pouting her pale pink lips, and hummed.

    "It can't be said, it can't be said" Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, and in a flash, he appeared ten feet away. Then he flashed again and disappeared.

    Liu Qingquan was in a hurry, he quickly touched his lotus feet, used Qing Kung Fu, and chased after him like a fleeting shadow, and followed him back to Hanyan Pavilion in Hangu.

    "Go to sleep, why are you following me?!" Xiao Yuesheng stood in front of the jade steps of Hanyan Pavilion, turned around and smiled at Liu Qingquan, who was like a follower.

    "If you don't tell me, I won't leave!" Liu Qingquan pouted her lips and stared at him angrily, finding him unappetizing.

    "You,it's nothing important. I just looked at the sky and saw that everything is going well." Xiao Yuesheng spread his hands with a wry smile.

    "Really?!" Liu Qingquan was dubious, staring at his eyes with bright eyes, as if to see whether his words were true or false.

    ¡°It¡¯s absolutely true, why have I ever lied to anyone?!¡± Xiao Yuesheng snorted.

    "Hehe, I didn't expect that, senior brother, you are still a person who cares about the country and the people!" Liu Qingquan smiled sweetly, and stood up, like a colorful butterfly, and flew away, directly passing by the cold lake, and exited  Hangu returned to his yard.

    Her graceful figure is reflected in the moonlit lake.

    Xiao Yuesheng looked up at the night sky again, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart was filled with joy. What he just said to his junior sister was true, but it was not complete.

    Xiao Yuesheng is quite involved in the art of astrology. It is said that one method can be used to master all methods. It is supplemented by other magical arithmetic skills. Learning other metaphysics will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. Moreover, his mind is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and it cannot be thought of with common sense.  .

    He looked at the sky at night, and saw that the star representing Zhu Yuanzhang had disappeared, but Zhang Wuji's star image was slowly rising, dazzling with light, and vaguely taking on the appearance of an emperor.

    It seems that Wang Baobao has succeeded, Zhu Yuanzhang is dead, and the world is no longer the original world, but has led to another place.

    He didn¡¯t have any special feelings, he just felt quite looking forward to it, wondering what the future would be like.

    Since Song Qingshu returned to Wudang, he seems to have become a different person. He talks a lot less and spends all his time practicing.

    In the past, although he practiced diligently, it was not hard to say that he was just forced to practice. He is the son of Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect. As expected, he will take over the Wudang Sect in the future.??, so there must be strict requirements. The martial arts must be better than that of peers before he can take over Wudang and lead the group.

    But this time, when he practiced martial arts, he was desperate. If a few uncles hadn't forced him to rest, he would have stayed in the martial arts field sleeplessly, swinging his sword crazily and practicing sword skills.

    On this day, Song Yuanqiao and others stayed on one side of the martial arts hall, sitting on chairs in the corner, drinking tea, and occasionally glancing at Song Qingshu on the other side of the hall.

    Song Qingshu is practicing his sword, but it is his extremely powerful finger-twirling soft sword technique.

    The sword was shining brightly, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of red cloth. The slightly blue blood vessels on his neck were bulging. The sound of his rough breathing even covered up the "hissing" sound of the sword. He was sweating heavily and covered the bluestone ground.  A big piece was wet.

    It looked like he was teetering and about to fall down, but he still refused to stop. His handsome eyes shone with a solid light, and he gritted his teeth tightly, as if he was going to break them.

    "Qing Shu's behavior is too abnormal." Mo Shenggu put down the tea cup and shook his head, seemingly disapproving.

    "He was stimulated" Song Yuanqiao shook his head and smiled, with a kind and relaxed look on his face, obviously not taking it seriously.

    "Well, it must be because of Mr. Xiao." Yu Daiyan suddenly realized, turned around and looked at Song Qingshu again, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's just that even if you practice like this, if you want to avenge your shame, there is little hope"

    Everyone showed a wry smile, shook their heads, picked up the tea, and took a sip.

    They naturally understand that martial arts like Xiao Yuesheng's can't be matched by hard training alone. Moreover, although Song Qingshu has excellent qualifications and Wudang's unique martial arts is the best in the world, if he keeps practicing hard, he will eventually become a top one in the future.  Master.

    It¡¯s just that he is only a top master, and he is still far from the best in the world. He is just Zhang Wuji, and I am afraid he can¡¯t compare with it, let alone the fairies of the Shuiyun Sect, let alone Mr. Xiao.

    Thinking about it this way, Qingshu is really unfortunate. There are so many amazing and talented people among his peers, which have taken away his original light.

    "It's a good thing that someone encourages him to make progress. I'm afraid that Qingshu will be blinded by resentment and do something extraordinary" Yu Lianzhou said coldly. He rarely speaks, but his words are sure to hit the target.  The brothers and sisters attach great importance to it.

    "Brother, I'm also a little worried" Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard, looked at Song Qingshu, sighed softly, and said slowly: "Qingshu has been staying in the mountains, and is used to having smooth sailings. He has never experienced any setbacks, so he is naturally not broad-minded enough.  It¡¯s so wide, I¡¯m afraid he won¡¯t be able to bear it¡­¡±

    Everyone was silent.

    After a while, Zhang Songxi said: "Elder brother, don't worry too much. Although Qingshu has a bit of a temper, he can still understand the general situation and won't do anything."

    "I hope" Song Yuanqiao sighed softly, knowing that his junior brother was just trying to comfort him. He knew his own child quite well, so to say that he knew the basics was a bit flattering to him.

    A sound of "clang" woke everyone up, and they hurriedly followed the sound, but Song Qingshu was slowly falling down, as if his muscles and bones had been withdrawn, and the long sword had fallen ten feet away.

    He felt that darkness was coming like a tide, swallowing him up. When he was about to lose consciousness, Xiao Yuesheng's smiling face appeared in front of him

    Song Qingshu really hated Xiao Yuesheng as much as his bones. He not only took away his sweetheart, but also made himself embarrassed in front of the heroes, his reputation was greatly damaged, and he was ridiculed by everyone in the world.

    Revenge, revenge!  This thought kept surging in his mind, causing him to practice crazily, without caring about his own body. He wished he could practice the unparalleled magic right away, beat the man named Xiao to the ground, and beg for mercy in front of Zhou Zhiruo.

    At that time, if Zhou Zhiruo regrets it, she can consider it

    Song Qingshu didn¡¯t know that his life was in Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s hands, his true energy was already lurking in his body, and his life and death depended only on his thoughts.

    The morale of the Huashan Sect has plummeted. The late leader Xian Yutong has made them lose all face. They are criticized by people all over the world and feel that they cannot hold their heads up. It is rare for the disciples to come down the mountain again.

    Without the leader, the most senior people in the sect are the tall old man and the short old man.

    The two always work together, whether against one person or a hundred people, they always work together. Their martial arts are extremely strong, and together they can withstand the Kunlun sect's He Taichong and Ban Shuxian.

    Xian Yutong is narrow-minded. When he was the leader, he vigorously squeezed out dissidents and secretly eliminated those who threatened his position as leader. He had many tricks and tricks that no one else knew about.

    "Now, the Huashan Sect suddenly has no one who can take on the role of leader, and the disciples of the same generation as Xian Yutong are all mediocre people.

    So the tall old man and the short old man decided to select among the next generation of disciples, the one with the strongest martial arts, if he has good moral character,If you are correct, you can become the leader of the Huashan Sect!
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