Chapter 119 Qinglian Martial Arts
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Chapter 119 Qinglian Martial Arts
Although it is a punishment, the place where Chu Xingyun is confined is in an elegant courtyard with overgrown flowers and grass, small bridges and flowing water, and there are several law enforcement disciples guarding it outside the courtyard, which is better than the elders of Wufu.
Luo Lan also came here.
According to Tie Wuxin, for the sake of Chu Xingyun's severe exhaustion, Luo Lan was asked to take care of him personally, so as to help him recuperate.
If the disciples of the Lingxiao Martial House knew about this, their eyes would turn red with envy. Such treatment was not a punishment at all, but a reward!
Luo Lan helped Chu Xingyun into the courtyard, seeing his pale face, his eyes became moist.
"What's wrong?" Chu Xingyun asked Luo Lan.
"Brother Chu, when can I start formal training?" Luo Lan blinked her eyes and said seriously, "I want to become stronger quickly, so that I can protect you and prevent you from being hurt."
During the days when Chu Xingyun was missing, besides waiting at the city gate, Luo Lan also thought a lot.
She suddenly found that after Chu Xingyun left, she became very dazed, not knowing what to do, let alone where to go.
This feeling is very uncomfortable.
So Luo Lan wants to start practicing and become stronger, so that he can protect Chu Xingyun anytime and anywhere.
"Silly girl." Chu Xingyun didn't know what was going on in Luo Lan's mind, touched her little head, and felt that it was time for Luo Lan to officially start practicing.
During these days, Chu Xingyun taught Luo Lan all his cultivation experience to help Luo Lan clear up his doubts about the cultivation process. At this time, he should also practice it.
Chu Xingyun took out a book from the storage ring, handed it to Luo Lan with a smile, and said, "Take it."
Luo Lan's expression brightened, and he glanced over, and saw that there were four big characters written on the cover of the book: Qinglian Martial Arts.
"Brother Chu, what level of kung fu is this?" Luo Lan asked curiously. She knew that Chu Xingyun's knowledge was extensive and profound, and the kung fu he used must not be ordinary.
"I'm not sure about this." Chu Xingyun curled his lips, causing Luo Lan to be stunned for a while, and said in surprise: "You came up with this exercise, how could you not know it?"
"I found this technique from the ancient ruins. When I got it, there was no explanation on it. Naturally, I don't know what level it is." Chu Xingyun explained helplessly, making Luo Lan was a little dumbfounded.
Seeing Luo Lan's dumbfounded expression, Chu Xingyun smiled lightly, and said, "Although I don't know the level of "Qinglian Martial Arts", I can guarantee that this martial art is definitely the most suitable for you. As long as you get started with cultivation, your strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
"Really?" Luo Lan's eyes widened.
"Of course, when did I lie to you?" As soon as Chu Xingyun said this, he suddenly felt a bit like a wretched uncle who kidnapped a little girl, and his face smiled even more happily.
In fact, Chu Xingyun didn't lie to Luo Lan, he really didn't know what level this "Qinglian Wudian" was.
When Chu Xingyun was cultivating hard in Tianling Mountain, he accidentally entered a strange secret realm.
That secret realm is a cemetery, and an ancient strong man is buried in it.
Although it is a place where bones are buried, the entire secret realm does not have the slightest breath of death. Instead, it is full of vitality and green lotuses.
After Chu Xingyun entered the secret realm, after careful investigation, he found out that this strong man was the famous Qinglian Martial Emperor in ancient times. After his fall, he sealed his vitality and buried him in Tianling Mountain.
This "Qinglian Wudian" is exactly Qinglian Martial Emperor's natal kung fu. It is extremely mysterious and will become stronger as the practitioner's realm improves. It is a rare growth-type kung fu.
"Luo Lan's nine-star water lily martial spirit is a growth-type martial spirit. As the cultivation level increases, the martial spirit will also become stronger. If it is an ordinary skill, it will not be able to give full play to this advantage, but the "Qinglian Wudian" is different. , the two complement each other perfectly.”
In Chu Xingyun's memory, there are still several good growth-type exercises, but they are far inferior to "Qinglian Wudian".
After all, this "Qinglian Martial Art" was created by Qinglian Wuhuang himself. It is so mysterious and profound that even Chu Xingyun sighed in his heart. It is definitely the best choice to pass on to Luo Lan.
After opening the "Qinglian Wudian", Chu Xingyun briefly explained it, and then let Luo Lan enter the room to practice hard.
There is never a shortcut in the way of practice.
What Chu Xingyun can do is simply guide. The real penance requires Luo Lan to do it herself. Only in this way can she understand the true meaning of cultivation.
After Luo Lan left, Chu Xingyun sat cross-legged in the courtyard, and began to recover from physical wear and tear. Not long after the beginning, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.
The portal was opened, and those who came were naturally Xue Dangkong and Xue Qingwu.
"Well, you Chu Xingyun, I didn't expect that the city is so deep, and you dare to count on me."
As soon as he entered the door, Xue Dangkong opened his throat and shouted. Fortunately, the entire courtyard was covered with a soundproof formation, otherwise, a large group of law enforcement disciples would have to be alarmed.
Although Xue Dangkong is the master of the Lingbing Pavilion, at the same time, he is also the honorary guest of Lingxiao Wufu, with a high status, and coupled with his status as the number one blacksmith of the Liuyun Dynasty, he is respected by countless people.
"Old Xue, where did you start with this?" Chu Xingyun stood up, deliberately pretending to be stupid.
"When you left Lingbing Pavilion, you deliberately raised your voice, saying that you were ready to settle accounts with Li Chen and Li Yi, which attracted everyone's curiosity.
, Let my members of the Xue family follow you to Lingxiao Wufu. "
Xue Dangkong stared at Chu Xingyun, and slowly said: "The reason why you did this is because you had expected that Gu Qingsong and Xiao Ting would attack you, so you used my Xue family as a shield to create an extermination for you Xiao Ting's chance, am I right?"
Hearing this, Xue Qingwu looked at Chu Xingyun in amazement, waiting for his answer.
The corners of Chu Xingyun's mouth rose, and he said with a smile: "I'm not a Daluo god, how could I have expected that Gu Qingsong and Xiao Ting would attack me. The reason why I raised my voice was simply to cheer myself up."
"Pretend, you just keep pretending!" Xue Lao gave Chu Xingyun a contemptuous look.
He has lived for most of his life and has experienced ups and downs. He is no longer a fledgling young man, so how could he be so easily fooled by Chu Xingyun.
In fact, when Chu Xingyun opened his mouth to mock Xiao Ting, Xue Dangkong felt something was wrong.
Xiao Ting is the elder of the Lingxiao Martial House. Not to mention his strength, he has countless disciples under him. If he rushes up, no matter how powerful Chu Xingyun is, he will be consumed to death, let alone an ancient green pine.
But in the end, Chu Xingyun was not afraid, and continued to mock the two of them.
This is by no means a reckless move, but Chu Xingyun had expected it a long time ago, knowing that in times of crisis, Xue Qingwu and members of the Xue family would stand up and help him resist the melee.
"You are so shrewd, you almost deceived me. Now, it seems that Xiao Ting died at your hands. It is really not wronged at all." Yun regards him as a brat.
Such a heart of the city is far superior to him, even the tyrants who dominate one side will be willing to bow down and be easily played by Chu Xingyun between applause!
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