Step up, seven stars, step down, step across tigers, Shuangbailian is the head gun, King Kong is pounding the cone...

A whole set of Taijiquan flowed down, and Yi Feng put on his gray robe and stood up.

"Ok!"

"Flying clouds and flowing water, high!"

Thinking back on the Taijiquan set just now, Yi Feng sighed complacently. With his current comprehension and understanding of the boxing technique, if placed in modern times, he would be a proper master of the generation.

But now...

Hair is useless.

Yi Feng shook his head helplessly, waved the dust on his body, picked up the ceramic kettle, and lay down on the reclining chair.

It has been twenty years since he had traveled through this world. It is very different from his previous life. This is a cultivation world where the strong are respected.

Yi Feng, who was mediocre when he opened a fried chicken restaurant in his previous life, was full of pride when he first crossed the road. Thinking of making a big difference, he would do more repairs with a few female nuns who were prettier than celebrities. These days are really happy.

But what he didn't expect was that his natural meridians were blocked, so he was not suitable for cultivation at all.

"Ding - The boxing method is complete, and it has reached the level of parity with God."

Hearing this system's voice, Yi Feng's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to scold his mother...

"Host: Yi Feng."

"Age: 20."

"Cultivation: mortal."

Achievement: "Fist (with Gods)."

"Swordsmanship (on par with gods)."

"The stick method (parry with the gods)."

"Swordsmanship (parallel to God)."

"Palm law (parallel with gods)."

"Forge iron (to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods)."

"Painting Books (with Gods)."

"Healing (on par with God)."

…

That's right, Yi Feng traveled to this point and was blessed with the golden finger that belonged to him.

But the golden finger did not bring him anything about cultivation. I also gave a martial arts hall, and all the other things that have been improved are related to the martial arts hall.

After years of hard work and systematic help, these skills have all been cultivated by him to the highest level of "standing with God".

Said to be on a par with gods, I was afraid that he was a big celebrity in his previous life, so he could be broadcast live on TV.

But here, is there any use?

Not to mention a master, even if a low-level martial artist gave him a fist, he would not be able to stand it...

I have struggled, complained, and cursed my mother, but Yi Feng has also let go after so many years. If he can't cultivate, forget it, guarding his own three-thirds of an acre of land, and being a salted fish... Ahem, a generation of masters, it seems not bad.

After all, he also thought about it, it's hard to say whether he can stand it or not when he really cultivates, maybe he has to go to the secret realm, the sect is fighting, and if he is not careful, it may be cool.

Looking at the sunlight outside the window, Yi Feng got up and stretched before opening the shop door.

Afterwards, he took out a lot of martial arts moves that he had drawn on the book.

In fact, this is his biggest source of income, because there are not many people who really let him teach kung fu. Although those mortals are also unable to cultivate because of their talents, they have absorbed some spiritual energy over the days and nights, and maybe they are more powerful than him.

Therefore, it is also possible to sell these "martial arts cheats" and eat them.

Business is not bad or not, it's still in the future.

Of course, most buyers also buy pictures for children as storytelling.

"There are a lot of cultivators recently!" Yi Feng sighed as he watched the streamer light across the sky.

I cannot cultivate, but it is not far from the monks. There are two large sects not far from Pingjiang City, and many disciples also come to the city to purchase some daily necessities.

"I heard that the two ancestors of Qingtianmen and Xuanwuzong made a life-and-death gambling contract, just a few days later, so countless Nansha monks came to watch the battle." said a small vendor who knew Yi Feng next door.

"Oh."

Yi Feng nodded and stopped paying attention. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Hey, sister, it's so strange that you read these books. I've never seen a book like this before."

At this moment, two figures, one large and one small, appeared in front of the door.

The little one with pigtails, although not yet fully developed, but from the perspective of facial features, when he grows up, he is also the color of the country and the city. He blinked a pair of smart eyes and looked curiously at the martial arts book on Yi Feng's booth.

Another woman was quite different.

Dressed in white, standing there gives the impression of a fairy descending from the earth, with a beautiful face, but it gives people a cold color, as cold as frost, as if refusing to be thousands of miles away.

"Cultivator!"

Yi Feng looked at the two women and was slightly surprised.

Not to mention that these two girls are beautiful, but he didn't expect to be monks, which was an unprecedented first moment for him.

The woman in white, Luo Lanxue, also looked at Yi Feng.

Sitting leisurely, the gray robe is spotless, and the delicate face always has a faint smile, giving people a sense of being out of the ordinary.

All in all, it makes people look comfortable.

"Unfortunately, he is a mortal."

Luo Lanxue then withdrew her gaze, showing a little disdain on her face, no matter what, mortals are still mortals, just ants.

"Sister, I want to buy a copy, okay?" The little girl Yin Luoli didn't think so much, and blinked at Luo Lanxue.

Luo Lanxue frowned slightly.

The duel between her master and the ancestor of the Xuanwu sect was just a few days later, and it was rumored that each had its own merits, but as a direct disciple of the ancestor of Qingtianmen, she knew that the odds of winning were only 20%.

Now that the Qingtianmen is in the midst of fire and water, her little junior sister still has such a leisurely and elegant way, it really makes her angry.

"Luo Li, go." Luo Lanxue reprimanded.

"Sister, what do I want?"

Yin Luoli raised a small mouth and said pitifully.

"Luo Li, we still have things to do, don't waste time." Luo Lanxue taught: "Besides, as monks, what can mortals buy?"

Yi Feng's face was black.

This is really unpleasant.

Yin Luoli lowered her head and pouted her mouth. Her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, but she still stopped in front of Yi Feng's booth and refused to leave.

Luo Lan's face was frosty, she really didn't know what to say about Yin Luoli.

With a wave of his palm, a gold coin fell into Yi Feng's hand, picked up the martial arts book, and left with Yin Luoli.

"Hey, one gold coin is not enough!" Yi Feng looked at the gold coin in his hand and shouted quickly.*damnn he is soo poor *

But what was greeted was Luo Lanxue's icy gaze, which made Yi Feng swallow the next words abruptly, so he had to find the steps and said, "That's it, this little girl is quite cute, so let's take her as a gift! "

After they left, Yi Feng gestured in the direction they left.

If it hadn't been beaten, the **** of life and death would open flowers for you!

After Yin Luoli got the martial arts book, she was very happy, and left other things behind, and read it with relish.

"Wow, sister, this book is really good!" Yin Luoli couldn't help but admire.

Luo Lanxue ignored her, just a picture book for mortals, what's so good about it?

"Sister, elder sister, just take a look!" Yin Luoli couldn't help holding Luo Lanxue's jade hand and said coquettishly, "It's really beautiful."

Luo Lanxue showed sullen anger.

The road behind Qingtianmen is unpredictable. She has no intention to look at these things. Just as she was about to turn around to teach her a lesson, she inadvertently saw the pattern on the corner of the martial arts book.

In an instant, the pretty body trembled.

She only felt something that made her terrifying blowing towards her face, her complexion suddenly changed, and she vomited out a mouthful of blood.

"This…"

After taking a few steps back, Luo Lanxue stabilized her pretty body, ignoring the injury, and looked at the martial arts book in Yin Luoli's hands in shock.

"This is martial intent!"

Thinking of this, Luo Lanxue set off a storm in her heart.

What exactly happened here? She actually saw Wu Yi in a picture book sold by mortals. If it weren't for the trauma in her body reminding her, she might think she was dreaming.

Wu Yi.

That's the stuff of legend.

Not to mention him, even if it is his master, a martial arts expert can't comprehend martial intent at all.

She was able to recognize that this was martial intent, and that was also when her master, Qingshan Patriarch, brought her sect inheritance, and she felt a little martial intent, but compared with that in this book, it was like a firefly. Light is not worth mentioning.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Yin Luoli asked worriedly when she looked at Luo Lanxue who was vomiting blood.

"I'm fine, can you show me the book in your hand?" Luo Lanxue asked urgently with only this book in her eyes at the moment.

"Of course you can, is this book really good?" Yin Luoli said with her little arm outstretched.

Luo Lanxue solemnly took the martial arts book with both hands, but found something, and immediately looked at Yin Luoli in shock.

"Luoli you...you you..."

At this moment, Luo Lanxue's pupils dilated, her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and her whole body trembled slightly, as if she had seen something that was difficult for her to believe.

"What's wrong with me, sister?" Yin Luoli asked with big eyes.

"You... your realm?" Luo Lanxue said in shock: "How could your realm improve so much?"

When she went down the mountain, she was the first-level martial artist when she was checking Yin Luoli's realm, but now...

The fifth level of martial arts!

"what?"

When Yin Luoli heard this, she quickly felt her realm.

"Really, I'm really a genius haha..."

After Yin Luoli found that her realm had really improved, she immediately boasted happily.

But Luo Lanxue took a deep breath.

Yin Luoli's talent is not false, but it is absolutely impossible to reach this level, and it is even more impossible to break through the fifth level in a short period of time.

The only reason, only...

She looked at the martial arts book in her hand!

At this moment, she only felt uneasy.

With a pretty face and a solemn face, she stabilized her trembling jade hands, took a deep breath, and couldn't wait to open the martial arts book again.

"Tai Chi!"

What caught my eye were these three big characters.

The handwriting seems to be scribbled and curved, but it is vigorous and powerful when you look closely.

With just three words, Luo Lanxue was deeply attracted, and a different world seemed to appear in her eyes.

A strange gossip picture, she is in the center of the gossip picture, looking up, the vast starry sky is full of stars, and the ancestors form a strange pattern.

Unconsciously, she turned to the next page.

The villain in the picture is lifelike, her pupils dilated rapidly, and the vast palm print gently pushed towards him.

Her breathing suddenly became rapid, and the sweat dripped down her forehead.

At this moment, she felt like a small boat in a storm, which could be destroyed at any time in this vast land, so she hurriedly closed the martial arts book in her hand, standing there and breathing heavily.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Yin Luoli quickly grabbed Luo Lanxue's arm and asked worriedly.

Luo Lanxue couldn't help but calm down for a long time. After a long time of recovery, just as he was about to speak, he was surprised to find that his realm had broken through from the ninth level of martial arts to the great martial arts.

Luo Lanxue was dumbfounded.

Martial masters and great martial masters are a big gap between monks. Many people are stuck in the ninth level and can't cross it for life. Although she has her own talent, it should be a year later if she wants to break through.

But now, a breakthrough can be achieved without a cup of tea?

I have to say that the news of their sisters breaking through today is likely to cause a sensation in the entire Nansha!

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and held onto the martial arts book in her hand like a treasure.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?"

Yin Luoli looked at Luo Lanxue with an abnormal demeanor, and became more and more worried.

My sister, who has always been strict with herself, is in a state of cultivation at all times, isn't she too anxious and angry?

"Luoli!" Finally, Luo Lanxue calmed down, grabbed Yin Luoli with her arm, and said very solemnly, "Promise me, you will never reveal a word about this book."

"Why?"

Yin Luoli blinked her big eyes and asked suspiciously.

"You don't need to ask so much, you just need to know, this book..." Luo Lanxue took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This book may be the greatest opportunity in your life, and it may also concern me. The life and death of Qingshanmen."

"what?"

Yin Luoli was a little bit overwhelmed by this information.

"Also, I want to bring this book back to Master for the first time." Luo Lanxue continued.

"Ok!"

Yin Luoli scratched her head. She hadn't finished it yet. Although she was reluctant to part, she seemed to be really serious when she saw her sister's expression.

Also, she really couldn't figure it out, how could this book become the biggest opportunity in her life, and how could it be related to the life and death of Qingshanmen?

Luo Lanxue dragged Yin Luoli to the sect.

In retrospect...

What kind of mortal is that young man with extraordinary temperament sitting on the reclining chair!

He is bound to be a peerless expert that is unimaginable for her, and his realm has already reached the level of returning to the original, and he came to this small town to play games.

Autumn comes, leaves fall.

Guarding this small martial arts hall, I don't know how many springs and autumns have come and gone.

There was an endless stream of people coming and going, and Yi Feng was already familiar with the customs of this other world.

"Oh, it's time to eat, order a takeaway!"

Yi Feng got up and beckoned to the beef noodle stall across the street. The servant on the opposite side snapped his fingers and shouted, "Master Yi is waiting, he will be here soon."

Yi Feng nodded with a smile, and lay down on the reclining chair again.

"Oh, take out every day, I lack a wife!"

The sun was dazzling, Yi Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at the little girls in the rouge shop on the street, and couldn't help but sighed, "Ying'er doesn't come to see me recently, she thinks about entering the sect to cultivate, but she doesn't have that talent. , it would be great to follow me as a boss lady, one day I am lucky to accept two disciples, and people can still be called a teacher."

Not long after, the boy opposite came over with beef noodles.

Servings are adequate as always.

"Come on, I'll give you the money."

Yi Feng threw the money away.

"Master Yi, what's the money for a bowl of beef noodles." The servant returned the money and said with a smile, "Last time the old ladies in my family fell and got hurt, and I had to rely on you to do it."

"Okay, then I'll eat this side for nothing."

Yi Feng is also not polite. The commoners on the streets are very familiar with him. He has been a man of two generations, and he knows the truth of being a human being. No matter what family is injured, he will often help the beggars who are often wandering nearby. relief.

So in this piece, it can be considered a bit of prestige.

Although I haven't really taught my apprentices, I can be a master Yi.

"Little beast, get out of here for me."

At this moment, what happened not far away caught the attention of the two of them. A little boy dressed in tatters was thrown out from the entrance of the Qingshan Gate.

"No, I want to cultivate, please, let me join the Green Mountain Gate." Although the little boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was extremely determined. shouted.

"I don't even care about your qualifications, and I want to join my Qingshanmen. Get out." Elder Tangkou kicked the boy's chest and shouted: "Stinky boy, I will warn you one last time, if you dare to come again, I will give you You throw it away and feed the dog."

"This is?"

Yi Feng frowned.

"Oh, this child is also pitiful." The little servant sighed: "I don't know where it came from. In the past few days, the hall entrance of Qingshanmen has been broken through. I guess it is really unqualified!"

Yi Feng was inexplicably sad.

Cultivation is so cruel, without talent it is nothing.

It's better to be yourself, to be a grandmaster of a generation, although not too ambitious, is quite a good way of life.

The boy's mouth was overflowing with blood, and he was coughing violently while holding his chest. He looked at the closed door with resolute eyes, full of unwillingness.

After a long time, he took up heavy steps and left.

Seemingly seeing the attention of Yi Feng and the servant, he also looked up when he passed by the door, glanced at the beef noodle in Yi Feng's hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then averted his eyes and continued to leave.

But just after taking two steps, he stopped and bent down to pick up something from the ground.

Looking around, he stayed at the beef stall opposite for a moment, gritted his teeth, and finally turned his eyes back to Yi Feng.

"Shopkeeper, I picked up a gold coin at your door. Is it yours?" The boy came over, and he really held a gold coin in his turbid little hand.

Yi Feng and the servant looked at each other.

They all saw incredible things in the eyes of the other party.

This made Yi Feng feel ashamed for a while. This is the way the world is. Although he felt sympathy for the little boy, he couldn't help it, but the quality of the little boy made him feel ashamed.

It can be seen that he is already hungry and hungry, but he still maintains this spirit.

"Yes, this gold coin is mine." Yi Feng nodded. If he guessed correctly, it was the one given by the paralyzed woman.

The boy handed his little hand forward.

But Yi Feng didn't answer, but smiled lightly at him: "It's yours now."

The boy was surprised, bowed gratefully to Yi Feng, and hurried over to the beef stall opposite.

"We have a guest." Yi Feng smiled at the servant next to him.

"Master Yi's merits are boundless."

The little servant gave Yi Feng a thumbs up and ran towards the opposite side.

"Remember, take more portion, the money is not enough for my account..."

The little boy devoured and ate a bowl, only to find that he was still in the mood. He licked his tongue and wanted to continue, but seeing only one gold coin, he had to endure it.

The prices here are not low, and a gold coin is only enough for a bowl of beef noodles.

Just when he was about to get up, the servant brought him another bowl full.

"Shopkeeper, who are you?" the boy asked in surprise.

The little servant smiled and glanced in Yi Feng's direction. The little boy followed him, his eyes shone with light.

After silence, continue to devour.

Seeing this scene, Yi Feng smiled, covered his face with the fan to block the dazzling sunlight, and leaned down toward the reclining chair.

"The benefactor is above, and I will be worshipped by Zhong Qing. Please accept me as a disciple."

Suddenly, a little boy's voice came from beside him, Yi Feng turned his head to look, the boy kneeled on the ground gratefully, and looked at himself firmly.

"You want me to accept you as a disciple?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes, I figured it out. I don't have the qualifications, and I can't enter the Qingshan Gate. The benefactor is not only kind to me, but also opens a martial arts hall, and also asks the benefactor to fulfill it."

With that said, Zhong Qing's head slammed on the ground again, "As long as Master is complete, Zhong Qing is willing to do his best for Master."

Yi Feng clicked his tongue slightly.

I didn't expect that the first person who apprenticed to him would be in such a situation.

Either way!

Not to mention the quality of this child, just the energy makes it difficult for him to refuse.

"Okay, I promise you." Yi Feng nodded.

"Thank you, Master, for making it happen." Zhong Qing quickly knelt down and thanked him. Without a word, he took Yi Feng's bowl of noodles and sent it back to the opposite stall.

"This kid is really sensible."

An aunt-like smile appeared on Yi Feng's face. Since he was his first apprentice, he couldn't neglect him. After Zhong Qing returned, Yi Feng took him into the inner room.

"Did you use a knife?" Yi Feng looked at him and asked.

"Yes!"

Zhong Qing lowered his head, the rusty sword around his waist had already betrayed him.

"Master has nothing to give you, I will give you this knife!" Yi Feng took out a long knife and stretched it towards Zhong Qing.

As soon as the big knife came out, the rays of light flowed, with a wisp of threatening aura.

This knife is the most satisfying weapon among the weapons that Yi Feng has produced. Anyway, I don't need it myself, so it is natural to give it to my apprentice.

"Thank you Master for the gift."

Zhong Qing couldn't put it down and quickly thanked him.

…

According to legend, thousands of years ago, there was a green hill behind Pingjiang City.

The green hills towered into the clouds, like the sky.

Later, a peerless master passed by with a sword, flattened the green mountain, and created a sect here.

Gu is the gate of Qingshan.

It has been passed down from generation to generation. Although one generation is not as good as the next, Qingshanmen is still a holy place for many people to practice for many years.

A grand hall.

Luo Lanxue rushed over anxiously.

"Disciple, please see Master." Luo Lanxue knelt at the door and shouted respectfully.

"Xue'er, why are you so abrupt, disturbing the teacher to retreat?" Finally, a majestic voice came from the hall, with sullen anger and a trace of exhaustion in the voice.

Hearing this, Luo Lanxue was not feeling well.

Soon after, the master will compete with the ancestor of the Xuanwu sect, and his strength is inferior to him, not to mention the wickedness of the ancestor of the Xuanwu sect. It is no wonder that the master is still in retreat at this time.

But thinking of this, Luo Lanxue couldn't wait even more, "Master, this disciple has something to ask for. This matter may be an opportunity for you to defeat the Xuanwu ancestor."

"The opportunity to defeat the Xuanwu ancestor?"

Old Ancestor Qingshan was slightly startled, and then his voice became sullen.

"How do I usually teach you, how can you become a big talker, how can the battle between me and Xuanwu be controlled by your juniors?"

"Go back!"

"Don't disturb me again."

"Master, this disciple doesn't dare to talk big." Luo Lanxue lowered her head quickly and said anxiously, "Master, please be sure to meet me."

There was a brief silence in the hall before a majestic voice came out.

"You disturbed me so much during my retreat. If things are not what you said, don't blame me for not showing you mercy!"

The voice fell, and the door of the palace slammed open.

Luo Lanxue breathed a sigh of relief, holding the martial arts book in both hands respectfully and walked towards the hall.

She got her wish to see the ancestor of Qingshan.

Old Ancestor Qingshan sat cross-legged on the futon, the anger on his face subsided slightly, listening to Luo Lanxue's speech, with a suspicious look on his face.

"You mean, a mortal?" Old Ancestor Qingshan asked.

"Yes, the master, to be precise, is a peerless master who plays the world, disguised as a mortal." Luo Lanxue added.

"Hmph, nonsense."

The ancestor of Qingshan said angrily: "If there is such a master in Pingjiang City, how can I know that the ancestor of Qingshan doesn't know? It's ridiculous to show martial intent."

"Master, please believe me, this book is from the senior's hand, Master will know it at a glance." Luo Lanxue said quickly.

"Humph!"

Old Ancestor Qingshan snorted softly, waved his palm, and the martial arts book appeared in his hand.

A look of disdain appeared on his face.

The whole book is unremarkable, unremarkable, and contains no energy at all.

If it wasn't for Luo Lanxue being one of his most valued disciples, he would have slammed it out with a single slap in his anger at this moment, and he would not have wasted time on a broken book.

"I also ask Master to open it and take a look." Luo Lanxue hurriedly said, as if remembering something, and did not forget to remind, "I also ask Master to adjust his mood and be careful to suffer backlash."

Hearing this, the ancestor of Qingshan showed an impatient look, and then casually opened the martial arts book.

In an instant, he, who was originally impatient and casual, suddenly changed dramatically.