Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 235 Jinjing Road, Li Jiacheng Road

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Li Changtian commented casually, the moonlight poured down through the skylight, he was dressed in a plain white gown, bathed in the moonlight, he spoke the words of a philistine, but he was more free and easy than an exiled immortal.

"Ten knives."

After pondering for a while, Su Qinian opened his mouth and said: "Under the first class, cut ten times."

Li Changtian thought for a while, and said: ""Xiu Ming Dao" cuts off evil spirits, corrects clothes, and reveals one's own body. It is indeed the perfect magic sword for breaking the realm and calming the mind, and it's even worse."

Su Qinian finally frowned, he suddenly felt that this Yue Xiayu was a little greedy, just helping him to resist the possible capture of a group of old monsters in the Hunyuan realm, but it could bring at least eleven members of the Li family to go smoothly Stepping into the first-class Hunyuan Realm without any hesitation, it was still a little bit close.

"Don't think I'm greedy." Li Changtian turned his back to Su Qinian, his eyes through the skylight, as if he could ascend to the nine heavens, and said, "Needs and needs are not equal in the first place, so people tend to add icing on the cake and give charcoal in the snow. It's the latter that matters the most."

Su Qinian fell silent. In his life-saving furnace, there were still hundreds of drops of vitality liquid, more than ten Pills of Opening Heaven, three Pills of Dragon and Tiger, and one Pill of Concentration. The spirit, from the moment it agrees with his mind, is no longer available for exchange, and if it is shown to others, it may be more troublesome than him.

Just when Su Qinian was about to take out all his property except Ruyi Juntie, Li Changtian's voice sounded again.

"This point is not much different. In this way, I have an only son who has never liked martial arts. He will go to Chang'an City Royal Academy to study in the near future. You can go with him. Before you leave Chang'an City, just teach him one thing. "

Su Qinian showed surprise, and was a little puzzled. He was as rich as the Li family, as powerful as Li Changtian, what else could not be taught, and he had to borrow the help of an outsider.

Is it martial arts, or something else?

But Su Qinian did not hesitate, this is one of his few chances to reach Chang'an City safely.

Similarly, he also understands that no matter what the purpose of going to Chang'an this time is, it is not convenient for Wudang, or even any other martial arts sect or family, to send a master to accompany him. It will be a different situation. Sometimes, one cannot just look superficially at the surface. Su Qinian understands that, so that night he went down the mountain alone.

Only a huge family like Bei Li between the court and the martial arts can get rid of these many scruples. They don't belong to the imperial court or the martial arts, they are just businessmen.

And businessmen do business only by price.

Su Qinian made it all the way here, so no matter what, he had to make this deal. Fortunately, he succeeded.

In the middle of the night, Su Qinian was taken to the guest room of Li's mansion to rest. He said it was a guest room, but it was a quite elegant courtyard. Su Qinian didn't feel sleepy. He stood quietly in the courtyard, watching the bright moon set in the west nine days above, Until Chenshi, the sun had not risen, but it began to rain.

The rain in June, pattering, a little cool, a little sticky, fell on my body and wet my black hair.

Su Qinian was thinking about what it would be like to go to Chang'an. He was a little apprehensive and timid about those unfamiliar and familiar people or things, but he was not afraid.

I always have to go back, it's just sooner or later, he told himself, it doesn't make any difference.

As soon as the morning rain started, a servant from the Li family came to the yard holding an oil-paper umbrella and asked him to go for a talk. It was an invitation from the young master of the Li family who was about to accompany him.

Li's mansion is very big, Su Qinian followed his servants around several corridors before arriving in a garden.

There are precious trees and rare flowers everywhere, even more than [-]% of them are unknown to Su Qinian, obviously they do not exist in ordinary classics, they are all rare treasures in the world, and everything that Su Qinian knows is usually No less than a few hundred taels of snow silver, and only the Li family can be so rich.

There is a lotus pond in the garden, it rains in June, watching the lotus bloom in June, Su Qinian noticed that there is a young man standing in front of the lotus pond.

As if aware of someone coming, the boy turned around. He looked about fourteen or five years old. He was dressed in a plain white gown, but he was just like his father.

His eyes are peaceful, he looks handsome and handsome, his eyebrows are thick, and he is holding a book in his hand. It is obvious that he was reading in the morning while watching the rain in front of this lotus pond.

From Su Qinian's point of view, this is a very bookish young man. Although his muscles and bones are strong, there are no traces of martial arts training, and his skin membrane is also a little loose. This makes him a little surprised. It's unbelievable that he has never practiced the foundation building skills when he grows up.

But soon, he caught a trace of disdain and contempt in the young man's eyes, which seemed to be aimed at him, and somewhat specious, but he did not show it.

The servants led him into the gazebo where he had been standing for a long time, and then he left.

It was drizzling outside the pavilion, and the two inside the pavilion did not speak for a while.

"Brother Su face to face, Li Chengdao, please be polite."

Finally, the young master of the Li family spoke, more bookish.

"Brother Li, you are welcome."

Su Qinian responded, a little surprised, from the name of the young master of the Li family, he could understand the meanings of many.

"I heard that Brother Su is the master of Wudang's Qingyang Peak generation, and the tenth-level achiever of Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Kungfu"," Li Chengdao said again, with a somewhat rigid expression on his face, "Father asked Brother Su to walk with me, He said Brother Su would teach me a skill."

Su Qinian didn't understand the young man's intentions, so he didn't respond.

"I know very well what Brother Su means to the younger generation of martial arts in Jianghu. These achievements are not simple and are enough to be recorded in history, but these are not what I want," Li Chengdao said in a deep voice, "So, I don't know how to imitate Brother Su's skills, so I ask Brother Su to put away his thoughts. This journey, to Chang'an City, may be the last time we get along. I will understand."

After finishing speaking, the young master of the Li family, who just turned fifteen years old this year, walked straight into the boundless June drizzle, without an umbrella, and let the rain wet his clothes.

Su Qinian suddenly understood why Li Changtian wanted to go with his only son who was about to study in Beijing.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian suddenly showed a wry smile. Perhaps none of what he can teach will make people happy, but in this world, many times, people will not be happy.

The inexplicable conversations, the same inexplicable sentiments, and the rain in June came and went quickly, Su Qinian looked back at the lotus pond behind him, a few green lotus bloomed silently.

The journey to Beijing started sooner than expected.

It was sunny after the rain, and Su Qinian was led to the backyard by the servants of the Li family. It was a not very long team, three carriages, one with people, and two with loads. The imaginary BMWs are just a few tall and powerful horses, which are not bad in ordinary people's homes, but in this Li's residence, they seem a bit shabby.

Su Qinian boarded the carriage, opened the curtain, and saw Li Chengdao sitting on a soft cushion reading a book, seeing Su Qinian coming in, he nodded slightly in greeting, and immersed himself in his own world.

After a stick of incense, the three carriages drove out of Li's mansion one by one. Su Qinian never saw the moon rain again, and in the carriage, the only heir of the contemporary Northern Li, was much quieter than Su Qinian imagined.

Reading to clarify the meaning may not strengthen the body, but it can cultivate the character and calm the mind. This is what Su Qinian agrees with.

The carriage was dull, and Li Chengdao read carefully. Although the chariot was only pulled by ordinary horses, it was still different. At least Su Qinian had never been in such a stable carriage. He could not even feel the bumps, and his energy was scattered As soon as he drove, he saw the many ingenuities contained in the axles of this carriage, which were extremely complicated, obviously beyond the reach of ordinary skilled craftsmen.

Su Qinian didn't take the initiative to speak. In fact, he could also feel that the young master of the Li family didn't want to have too much contact with him, so naturally he didn't have any interest in talking.

As soon as Su Qinian's eyes turned, he fell on the groom who was driving outside the curtain. He said it was a groom, but he was the chief manager of the Li family. He was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked like a rich old man. He had a gentle face and always carried a touch of A faint smile, but Su Qinian did not dare to underestimate him, except for the grooms who drove the other two carriages, the only person accompanying him was the chief executive.

In other words, this person is the head of the escort.

From the old man, Su Qinian couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of power, he looked like an ordinary old man, but he didn't peep from the body of a god, he believed that no real strong man would like such a gaze, for Outside of enemies, it's not polite.

Of course, ever since he descended from Wudang Mountain, Su Qinian has firmly believed that his ability to inflict misfortune will continue to deepen as time goes by.

Su Qinian didn't see Monk Kongkong, but he was only ten miles away from Ziyang City, so he concentrated on it, because there was a figure standing tens of feet in front of the official road, an old figure, white hair fluttering in the sun, eyes like eagles Sharp, but even in the sun, it is hard to hide the meaning of twilight.

This figure was very familiar to Su Qinian, or rather, he was very familiar with the remaining golden energy on his shoulder at this time, and he was a little restless, as if he had sensed the same source of energy.

Without waiting for the old figure to speak, on the shaft of the car, the chief manager of Li's mansion, the gentle and kind old man spoke, his tone was very light, not cold, but it seemed to make the sunlight falling from the nine heavens Dim a little.

"Retreat, or die."

On the official road, the old figure standing still had very cold eyes. He stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looked forward like an eagle, as if what he saw were not people, but prey running on the ground one by one.

"What are you, dare to talk to the old man like this." (Ask for a monthly ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)

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