It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 225 Meteors catch up with moonflowers and fall asleep

With Li Qinglin's approval, the woman seemed to immediately assume the teacher's position and became elated.

In front of Li Qinglin, he boasted that he had traveled all over the country over the years, broke into the cave of the fallen Huanglong, and took away the Huanglong Pill; he also had an irreversible friendship with the Demon King Chuanshan, and talked about heroes over wine.

There are other things like the yellow-skinned man seeking a title, the white ape learning the Sword Sutra, the mysterious cave hidden in the deep sea, and the ten thousand-year-old immortal...

Wait for the strange story of Lu Qi.

Li Qinglin was stunned for a moment, and it felt like he was listening to a book on the spot.

"Don't you know the girl's name?" Li Qinglin asked solemnly.

"My real name is Liu Ru. Thanks to the love of my friends on the road, I was given the nickname 'Sleeping Under Flowers'."

As soon as the words fell, many boat passengers around who were secretly listening to the story were shocked.

"You just sleep with flowers?"

Li Qinglin seemed to have underestimated the prestige of the woman in front of him in the market.

Many boat passengers came from all directions and pushed him to the outside.

"Is she really sleeping under flowers? According to rumors, isn't this girl like a fish sinking into the sunset, and a chivalrous spirit? Looking at it today, it's just like this..."

"What do you know? Throughout the ages, all the chivalrous women who have measured the world have always been in harmony with each other. Even in front of you, you don't know her origins!"

"This seems to be the truth... Hua Xia Mian, I heard that a fairy court in the north fell, and it was suspected that it was dragged into the mysterious realm of tribulation. Is it true?"

"Come on! Hua Xia Mian, there are still a few chapters left to finish the 'The Secret of Shooting the Condor and Holding the Dragon to the City' that you taught my grandfather back then. Can we talk about it together today? I am a good bookkeeper to Nai Weng!"

At this time, many people were rushing out of the cabin.

Some female students didn't know where they got the strength to uproot the weeping willows, but they actually pushed away the warrior in front of them and came to Hua Xia Mian.

After a lot of excitement, Zhao Yin, a frail scholar, finally grabbed a seat, stood on tiptoes and asked loudly,

"Xia Mian Hua Xia Mian, what do you think of the two rising stars of martial arts on Shuangjiao Mountain? There are rumors in the world that they are rare geniuses in martial arts!!"

When Hua Xia Mian heard this, he showed an incomprehensible smile and said,

"Although Chen Bufan and Yan Yijiu are good, they can only be regarded as geniuses of a hundred years. They can truly be called geniuses, or even monsters. Only one person has been rare in thousands of years!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present looked shocked.

Zhaoyin was a little dissatisfied: "Wu Yong, the ancestor of martial arts six hundred years ago, was so prosperous and prosperous. Such a person is called a monster. I don't believe there are others in the current generation!"

"Yes, yes, I must have misjudged the heroine Sleeping Under the Flowers. How come there is such a character in the contemporary era?"

"Could it be that you regard immortal cultivators as warriors?"

Hua Xia Mian was not in a hurry to refute, and had a calm demeanor. It wasn't until everyone's voices lowered that they coughed and said quietly,

"Everyone, do you remember Li Qinglin, the son of a cloth seller in Luoshui County more than ten years ago?

In just three or four years, he has gone from a slave to a warrior in the realm of cultivating the gods. He has also used his mortal skills to rebel against immortals and kill immortal cultivators who have perfected their Qi training. He disappears for several years, then reappears and kills the Great Wheel Ming King like thunder!

God knows, what state will he be in next time he appears?

What is a character like this if not a martial arts monster? "

The scene was quiet for a moment.

Some of the older ones had a look of reminiscence in their eyes, as if they had thought of something sad, and their faces were filled with sadness.

But many young people have never heard of the name Li Qinglin.

In fact, for ordinary people, the time span of more than ten years is too long, enough to wash away many unforgettable memories.

"It's been so long. Maybe these things are spread by rumors and add fuel to the fire. Then Li Qinglin, who hasn't shown up for so many years, might have been retaliated by the immortal cultivators and turned into an unknown corpse."

Hua Xiamian shook her head and said matter-of-factly,

"To be honest, three years ago, I was sheltering from the rain in a dragon cliff outside Beiliang County. I met a mysterious warrior who looked like a wolf and acted like a tiger. He claimed to be from Luoshui County and came here to heal his wounds. He also asked me about his current situation. The current situation of Li Qingjing, the internal history of Zhisu!"

"Then we can't be sure that this person is Li Qinglin, right?" someone said.

"Haha, after I healed his wounds and solved his doubts, I saw him laughing, and immediately turned into a hazy cloud and flew towards the sky, with the faint sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring.

With such methods and such a state, he must be a warrior in the third level of martial arts! Tell me, how many people in the world meet these conditions? "

Outside the crowd.

Li Qinglin's eyes showed confusion, and then he immediately reacted.

Could it be that the mysterious warrior Hua Xia Mian mentioned was Wen Shoufei?

But his younger brother Li Qingjing is now an official in charge of Su Neishi?

He was responsible for the internal history of millet and was also the chief minister of agriculture, responsible for the management of cloth and taxation. He was a genuine second-grade official. Although Emperor Dajiang had repeatedly decentralized and weakened many powers, many of his powers were given to other agencies.

But he is also a real big shot!

Over the years, Li Qingjing's official career has been smooth sailing, and he has risen through the ranks. He passed high school and was the first person before the Long Case. Later, with the support of the late emperor's mentor Wang Shouren, Zhetai Ouyang Hong and many others, he was successively transferred to Huainan Prefecture Yilang, and the next year he was promoted to Shangshu Ling... until today.

The strange thing is that although Li Qingjing suffered several political attacks and frame-ups.

But there is no blind martial arts force who dares to break the rules and directly kill Li Qingjing.

If you think about it carefully, the answer is actually not complicated.

Behind Li Qingjing, there is a brother who is so bold that he kills court officials and immortal cultivators without saying a word!

He was simply a madman, getting away with it, and he even beat the deputy sect leader of the Jiwu Yulong Sect to death with two or three punches.

Who would be so blind as to dare to provoke Li Qingjing at will?

now,

Li Qinglin was extremely pleased after learning about Li Qingjing's current situation.

"Is this Li Qinglin really so powerful?"

Behind him, the white-bone demon's voice was a little dazed, and he carefully tugged at the corner of Li Qinglin's clothes.

"Senior, do you know this Li Qinglin?"

There is one thing that White Bone Demon didn't ask: Who is stronger or weaker between you and Li Qinglin?

Li Qinglin did not answer.

After listening to Hua Xia Mian's storytelling for a while, I saw that it was getting late and the crowd dispersed, so I returned to the cabin.

Needless to say, the White Bone Demon, forced by the fierce force, served Li Qinglin tea and water, pinched his shoulders and hammered his legs.

After several days of sailing, we could already see two dragon-shaped peaks that seemed to grow vertically from the Dongting River.

Here, the boat speed slowed down a lot.

On the one hand, the density of ships on the left and right is relatively high, and boaters must concentrate on avoiding collisions.

On the one hand, there seemed to be a congestion ahead, with several large ships blocking the way.

Some smaller boats turned around and headed home.

When the ship owner saw this, he asked loudly in surprise,

"Brother, why are you back?"

A frustrated voice came from the other side of the river,

"There is a fire rope across the river in front, and many spiritual warriors are guarding it. It is said that they are ordered by Lord Yan Yijiu to screen out the weak spectators.

I specially invited two spiritual masters, but they were beaten back. I had no choice but to go back. "

"what?!"

Everyone on the boat suddenly looked worried.

"We're not going back home too, are we?"

The movement outside was naturally not hidden from Li Qinglin. He arrived belatedly, and the white-bone spirit put a coat on him obediently.

"Everyone, listen to me."

Li Qinglin suddenly shouted, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to him.

Then Li Qinglin pointed to Hua Xiaomian in the crowd and said excitedly,

"Even Li Qinglin, the martial arts monster, only recovered from his injuries and enlightened himself to difficult martial arts problems with the help of Hua Xia Mian, and he will definitely be able to face the test of Huo Suo Hengjiang!"

"That's right, we have the heroine Sleeping Under Flowers, and we will definitely be able to go to Shuangjiao Mountain!"

"We can win!"

As soon as Li Qinglin started, the sounds of making fire suddenly started to rise and fall.

Hua Xia Mian looked confused, and he was pushed to the side of the ship at some point. He faced the wind and waves and looked directly at the big ship not far away.

But under the gray robe, his body seemed to be trembling slightly due to the cold wind in the river.

Coming?

Li Qinglin also stood in the crowd, looking at the large wooden box behind Hua XiaMian with curiosity in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)