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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 135: Rendezvous

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    Chapter 135 Rendezvous

    He has extremely deep inner strength. Although he does not dare to claim to be the best in the world, he is close to it, but he cannot fully display his power.

    Even if the internal force is as deep as the sea, it still has to be transported through the meridians, just like roads one by one, with limited width and limited bearing capacity.

    He has been practicing the Yi Jin Jing for a while, which not only purifies his internal energy, but also strengthens his meridians, constantly expanding and strengthening it. Just like the road construction in later generations, which expanded from four lanes to six or eight lanes, like a shotgun replaced by a cannon, its power naturally increased greatly.

    Half an hour later, Fang Xueqing woke up. As soon as she opened her bright eyes, she suddenly burst out with light, as if she were real. She raised her legs and landed lightly on the ground.

    "Thank you, sir!" She knelt down on the ground, her voice soft and full of gratitude.

    Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, and the clear light in his eyes flashed, looking at her from the inside out, capturing all her feelings.

    I felt the endless gratitude in her heart, and felt that the true energy in her body was as mighty as the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers, and her body was floating and ready to fly.

    He waved his hand and smiled: "Get up, do you feel any discomfort?"

    "No discomfort." Fang Xueqing shook her head, straightened her legs, and stood up lightly, as if she was about to jump up. Her face was as white as jade, as if a layer of brilliance was flowing under her skin, making her face even more radiant.

    She has been adjusting her breath for half an hour. After she woke up, she controlled it carefully and there was no abnormality. She was always cautious, lest she would jump up or sink if she exerted force.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Well, come on, give me a try."

    Fang Xueqing hesitated and shook her head in embarrassment: "Young Master, I can't do anything!"

    "You, you are really useless!" Xiao Yuesheng laughed and scolded, suddenly pressed out a palm, slapped her on the right shoulder, and at the same time softly shouted: "Palm out!"

    "Bang!" Fang Xueqing obeyed subconsciously, pushed with her palm, and the white jade-like small hand hit his big hand.

    After the dull sound, "thump thump thump thump", she retreated four steps and staggered into the window. She stopped retreating and felt a feeling of distress in her chest.

    After a lag, the mighty internal energy surged again, rushing like the Yangtze River, and the boredom in the chest was immediately relieved.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Well, it's okay, I finally won't hold you back!"

    He raised his brows, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

    The method of initiation is indeed good. It is not a human thing to create nine other women with one's own inner strength.

    For others, internal strength is the most difficult to cultivate and requires accumulation over time. But for him, it is a trivial matter. He only needs to find a few evil people and turn their internal strength into his own.

    He raised his eyebrows in thought and shook his head, but the dozen or so disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect couldn't.

    The inner strength gained easily is completely different from that obtained through steady cultivation. The power is also different. What¡¯s more, the potential is also different.

    Quick success means that the foundation is unstable. If the foundation is unstable, the achievements will be limited. Just like a pyramid, if you want to be higher, you must have a deeper and broader foundation.

    The women who serve him do not need to have strong martial arts skills, because they will always be under his protection. However, the disciples of Wuliang Sword must stand alone and cannot tolerate any tricks.

    There is another key point, which is to instill inner energy into others and absorb it again, but it is no longer pure and requires effort on your own.

    He thought for a while, smiled slightly, and had an idea.

    Don¡¯t be in a hurry to give the initiation to Jiu Nu. After absorbing more internal energy and purifying it for a period of time, you can then instill it in Jiu Nu. Although the internal energy is far less pure than your own now, it is still far better than ordinary people.

    The deeper and purer the internal power is, the stronger the ability to purify it. The internal power given to them can be extremely pure without spending too much time.

    "If you pour your now extremely refined and pure internal energy into them, and then absorb the internal energy, when it is purified again, the purification speed will be greatly slowed down, and the effect will be far inferior. One after another, there is a huge difference.

    These thoughts flashed like lightning, and they were thought through in the blink of an eye.

    Fang Xueqing slowly waved her palms, her expression focused, as if she was in a trance. Xiao Yuesheng laughed and said, "Come on, let's go out."

    "Yes!" Fang Xueqing came to her senses and hurriedly agreed.

    The two of them left the quiet room. Xiao Yuesheng went directly to the westmost pavilion and sat down at the stone table. He saw Qiuniang wandering over, holding a mahogany tray in her hand.

    She is dressed in a goose-yellow shirt, with a plump figure, a fair face, and gentle eyebrows. She walks gracefully and has a graceful manner. She is really an alluring beauty.

    This is a gait that has been strictly trained. Every step is elegant and graceful, showing off the graceful and graceful figure, making every step seductive.

    "Young Master, have some tea." She brought one to Xiao Yuesheng, and then another to Fang Xueqing.

    Fang Xueqing hurriedly took it with both hands.Feeling embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Thank you Qiuniang."

    Qiuniang smiled softly, nodded, and turned back with a generous manner.

    Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of tea and put it down: "Xueqing, your internal strength has increased sharply now, and it is inevitable that you will lose your right hand when using it. I will teach you a set of sword techniques."

    Fang Xueqing was very excited and nodded quickly: "Master, go get the sword!"

    "Well, go ahead." Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled.

    Fang Xueqing came back quickly, holding two swords, one was Xiao Yuesheng's Biyue Sword, and the other was her sword, the ordinary Qingfeng Sword.

    "Xiao Yuesheng was practicing in the small pavilion, giving instructions and teaching step by step. It was inevitable that there would be skin-to-skin contact, which made Fang Xueqing's face flush with embarrassment.

    She is extremely smart and can quickly learn a swordsmanship.

    This set of swordsmanship was created by Xiao Yuesheng himself. It combines the strengths of dozens of swordsmanship schools. It is hard and soft, and the complex is simplified. It looks easy, is not difficult to practice, and is powerful against the enemy.

    When Xiao Yuesheng went back, Fang Xueqing still stayed in the small pavilion, practicing her sword non-stop. The sword was shining brightly, and the small pavilion was filled with dense sword light.

    After practicing once, she practiced a second time without stopping, and then a third time. The more she practiced, the more she wanted to practice. Her whole body felt so comfortable that it was unspeakable, as if she was addicted.

    As she became more proficient in the swordsmanship, her internal strength became smoother and smoother, as if the machine was lubricated and she could use it freely, like an arm using her fingers. This feeling made her intoxicated, comfortable, and unspeakably beautiful.

    When Fang Xueqing returned to another building, all the girls were envious. She had reached the sky in one step, saved countless efforts, and had become a master.

    Fang Xueqing smiled and said that the young master has already said that when he comes back from this trip, he will naturally cultivate them, so there is no need to worry.

    At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain

    At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and the cicadas on the trees beside the road kept chirping.

    Three people came down from the foot of the mountain, two men and one woman. One was wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, with red lips and white teeth. They were extremely handsome and exuded an air of elegance.

    The other man, Leilei, wears a green shirt and has an ordinary appearance. He has a mustache on his lips, very thick eyebrows, deep eyes, and a clear and calm gaze.

    His hands were not idle, and he was holding a large dark jar in one hand. The jar was half a person tall, with a thick ring, and could hold dozens of kilograms of wine.

    Next to him followed a woman, carrying a Yao Qin on her back, wearing a snow-white Luo shirt, her body was spotless, her skin was delicate and fair, and the glistening light was like a piece of white jade. She was a peerless beauty, like the Gushe fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

    The three of them seemed to have traveled a long way, but their faces were not dusty, and their bodies were spotless. They looked up and looked around, as if they could not feel the heat of the sun.

    The three of them were Xiao Yuesheng and his party. They left Taihu Lake without horses and used Lingbo Weibu to practice martial arts and rush on the road at an extremely fast speed.

    Among the ten girls, only Fang Xueqing took her with her, while the other nine girls left their Taihu residence and moved into Mantuo Villa, with Li Qiushui taking care of them.

    Xiao Yuesheng did not let them live in Taihu Residence to prevent Murong Fu from causing trouble.

    After walking a few more steps, Duan Yu, who was wearing a Confucian shirt, turned around and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao, are you almost there?"

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "We'll be there just after turning around this hillside. Brother Qiao should be there!"

    Duan Yu showed excitement: "Gang leader Qiao is so heroic and heroic, I really admire him!"

    "Brother Qiao likes wine. Let's have a good drink when we meet!" Xiao Yuesheng mentioned the wine jar and said with a smile, he seemed very happy. He also likes to drink.

    "Brother Xiao, let me give you a ride!" Duan Yu said hurriedly.

    Xiao Yuesheng put down the two wine jars: "Okay, just mention it once!"

    Duan Yu lifted it up with both hands, and it was as light as nothing. He had deep internal strength, and it was as light as a feather under a hundred kilograms, effortlessly.

    " Xiao Yuesheng's mind has clearly shown that Qiao Sanhuai's house is very lively, and both Qiao Feng and A'Zhu are there.

    Turning around the hillside, Xiao Yuesheng laughed loudly from a distance: "Mr. Qiao, Aunt Qiao, I'm here again!"

    Qiao Sanhuai rushed out of the house and waved from a distance: "Guanlan, is Guanlan here?!"

    He had no inner strength, could not see far, and could not see Xiao Yuesheng clearly, but he could hear his voice.

    "Haha, Mr. Qiao, that's the boy!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a happy smile. In Qiao Sanhuai's house, he could feel the strong family affection and extremely cordiality.
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