Chapter 191

The bright moon is bright.

On the roof of Yuanyang Tower, a red figure and a white figure stand on each eaves.

The black hair is dancing and the clothes are fluttering.

"Sister, how about we make a deal?"

"Worship him as your teacher, or call him brother."

"Hey, since Senior Sister is so stubborn and unkind, then I have nothing to be polite about. I heard that Senior Sister's husband, the concubine of Chengguo Mansion, left Senior Sister alone in the empty house last night and went to a brothel. , is there such a thing as having fun with other women?"

The moon-white figure said nothing.

"Senior sister, your long-time best friend calls you both senior and sister. He respects and worships you, treats you as his goddess, and thinks you are omnipotent. If he knows that your husband is... Unbearable, not only one A bastard with a humble status and abandoned by others is just a mortal scholar who can only read and write, and he would rather go to a brothel to find another woman than stay with you at home. Haha, what do you think he will think of you? ?”

"Sister, you don't want him to see you in such a miserable state, right? You don't want him to think you are incompetent, right? You don't want him to look down on you and laugh at you in his heart, right? Then, let's shake hands and make peace, please take back your I will forget all those words that were meant to humiliate me before!"

"I can also take a step back and let your long-time best friend call me sister. You know my status, so letting him call me sister is my biggest concession."

"Don't even think about anything else! He doesn't have the qualifications either!"

After the red figure finished speaking, he put away the red light on his body, revealing a fiery red dress, a tall and graceful figure, and a beautiful and majestic face. There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

The moon-white figure glanced at her real face, and her voice was still cold and ethereal: "Become your teacher, or call him brother."

The red figure's eyes twitched: "Do you really want to fight to the death?"

The moon-white figure turned around, looked into the darkness in the distance, and said calmly: "Do you think I will care?"

The expression on the red figure's face was stagnant, and the fists in his sleeves were slowly clenched. He took a deep breath, the height in front of Yue Xiong rose and fell, and sneered: "Of course you don't care, but he may not. In He must admire you in his heart, right? If he knows these things, he will look down on you in his heart, and maybe he will change his mind and follow me."

The voice of the Yuebai figure was still cold and calm: "You can try."

"Just try it!"

"boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"I would rather die!"

Qin Mansion.

After Bai Ling and Xia Chan left, Luo Qingzhou explained to Xiaodie and went to the backyard to continue practicing the "Flying Plum Blossoms" boxing technique in "The Book of Plum Blossoms".

For a moment, fallen leaves were flying in the backyard, and there were heavy shadows of fists.

This boxing technique requires footwork, coordination of body skills, fast speed, and quick punching. When one punch is punched, the shadow of the punch is not dispersed, and another punch is punched out.

At the same time, up, down, left, right, and front must be taken into consideration.

Tight when defending, overwhelming when attacking!

Although the power is not comparable to that of Thunder Fist and Mountain-shaking Fist, it does not have the disadvantages of too much energy consumption and weak defense.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

Under the moonlight, the figure became faster and faster, becoming more and more blurry. At first, the shadow of the punch was only in front, but gradually, all around him began to appear.

Xiaodie closed the front door and was embroidering in the courtyard to prevent anyone from coming in and disturbing her.

at this time.

In the back garden of Lingchan Moon Palace.

Under the peach blossom tree, Xia Chan is also practicing her sword. Her sword moves are more fierce and domineering than before, attacking without defending, and every move is a killing move!

In the pavilion next to it.

Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, sat there quietly, staring at the moonlight in the pond in a daze.

Bai Ling leaned lazily on the vermilion railing, holding a flower in one hand and shaking the five fingers of the other hand. A sharp flying knife flipped flexibly between the green-white jade fingers, flying back and forth.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

In addition to the sound of sword practice in the garden, there was only the sound of wind.

Early in the morning.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the house with his clothes soaked all over.

Xiaodie has already boiled hot water.

Luo Qingzhou went into the room to take a bath, and dripped the muscle-refining potion, black spiritual liquid and dark blue spiritual liquid into the bucket.

The water in the bucket quickly changed color.

But it soon became clear again.

Luo Qingzhou leaned against the bucket. After absorbing the potion and spiritual fluid, the muscles, skin, and fascia all over his body began to heat up, as if there were a lot of air flowing and washing back and forth throughout his body. He felt so comfortable that he not only groaned.

Xiaodie, who was rubbing his back behind him, gave him a strange look, stretched her neck, and secretly glanced into the bucket, her cheeks feeling slightly hot.

The young master was so big that he probably couldn't hold it with his two little hands. She remembered that the young master's original fists were not that big.

Luo Qingzhou picked up his fist from the water and glanced at the back of his hand. The membrane was smooth and strong, and it felt very soft and elastic. Under the light, it shone with a strange luster. It seemed that it was not much different from before. But the current hardness and toughness are not comparable to those before.

"Xiaodie, how long do you think you will cry after this young master's punch?"

Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists and said somewhat proudly.

The little girl looked at the fist fearfully and said: "This slave may faint from the pain... Master, this slave is weak and can't bear it..."

Luo Qingzhou took his other fist out of the water and lightly bumped it, making a crisp sound, like metal hitting each other.

After taking a shower.

The little girl helped him put on new clothes.

"Sir, this is the Confucian robe that my servant sewed for you. Do you think it fits you?"

Luo Qingzhou put it on, looked at it in front of the mirror, moved his limbs, and praised: "Not bad, it's very comfortable to wear, and the size is just right. Xiaodie, that's great."

When the little girl heard the compliment, she went out to pour water happily.

Finished tidying up the room.

Luo Qingzhou saw that it was getting late, told the little girl, and returned to bed, feeling out of body.

I have to ask Senior Yue for help tonight, or ask him to borrow the handkerchief.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Immortal Tower is equipped with a magic weapon to restrain the soul, and he would not be able to get close to it.

The soul passed through the roof and floated into the air. First, it observed the entire Qin Mansion from a high position for a while. After seeing that there was nothing abnormal, it left the manor and flew towards Yuanyang Tower.

Riding the wind all the way.

The speed of the soul seems to be getting faster and faster.

Not long after, Yuanyang Tower appeared in sight.

On the eaves on both sides of the building, there is a figure standing on each side, one red and one white, both shrouded in a hazy halo, making it difficult to see inside.

As soon as Luo Qingzhou flew close, he suddenly felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

The breath was a little hot and chaotic, as if the breath in this place had just been suddenly evacuated, and then poured in from all directions. It was even difficult to breathe after entering.

Obviously, a big battle just seemed to have happened here!

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the two figures in confusion, and saw that they were both standing there motionless, seemingly uninjured.

He carefully floated over, stood behind Yuebai's figure, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Sister Yue."

"Speak."

The red figure on the cornice next to him spoke shamelessly and took the initiative.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and ignored her, still staring at the Yuebai figure in front of him.

The Yuebai figure was quiet for a while, and then Fang Qingleng said, "Do you want to be a master or an elder brother?"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

He looked at the red figure on the eaves next to him.

The red figure stood nearby, with an unclear expression on his face. He didn't say a word, and his eyes seemed to be looking at him coldly.

"It will be all right."

Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and said.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether you call him or not, but since Senior Yue wants him to have a disciple or a sister, then let's go with her wish.

It’s not a loss for him anyway.

"Then Master."

The Yuebai figure said calmly.

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Yes, listen to Sister Yue."

There was sudden silence on the roof.

The moon-white figure looked at the red figure next to it.

The red figure was silent for a moment and said coldly: "At least talk a little more and let me see if he has the qualifications!"

The moon-white figure was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at the young man behind him: "From the second time."

Luo Qingzhou agreed, raised his head, pondered for a moment, and then began to speak loudly: "Understand the true and wonderful principles of Bodhi, cut off the demons and return to the original soul..."

"Flowers are falling from the sky, and golden lotuses are flowing from the ground. The Three Vehicles teachings are wonderfully performed, and all subtle Dharma are complete. Slowly shake the tail and spray pearls and jade, and the sound of thunder shakes the nine heavens. Talk about Taoism for a while, talk about Zen for a while, this is how the three schools of thought cooperate. Enlightenment is a word Take refuge in sincerity and guide the mysterious nature of the inanimate..."

The red figure's expression condensed, and he said secretly: The cooperation between the three families is like this, open-minded and sincere principles guide Wusheng Xingxuan...

Luo Qingzhou also said: "In the Liuzi sect, there are Confucianists, Buddhists, Taoists, Yin-Yangists, Mohists, and doctors who read scriptures, recite Buddha's name, and pay homage to the truth..."

The red figure's eyes lit up and he held his breath and concentrated.

Luo Qingzhou added: "The moon hides the jade rabbit and the sun hides the crow, and there are intertwined tortoise and snake phases. The intertwined phases, the life is strong, but it can plant golden lotus in the fire. Gather the five elements in clusters and use them upside down, and you will become a Buddha and an immortal after the work is completed..."

Hearing this, the red figure suddenly began to breathe rapidly, the red halo around his body flickered slightly, two flushes appeared on his face, his heart beat faster, his mind was buzzing, and his beautiful eyes were shining, as if he was about to open a new door.

"That's it."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the Yuebai figure suddenly spoke.

The story in Luo Qingzhou's mouth suddenly stopped.

The red figure was stunned for a moment, then Fang looked at him and said, "What else? Where's the one below? Continue, don't stop!"

Luo Qingzhou looked at Yuebai's figure without saying a word.

The red figure was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He suppressed his anger and said, "If you were a man, you should have your own opinions, instead of being obedient and obeying a woman you just met for a few days! Just do it!" Are you so afraid of her?"

Luo Qingzhou endured it for a moment, but couldn't hold it back anymore. He looked at her and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

The red figure paused for a moment, did not answer, and said coldly: "Continue telling the story, at least finish it this time. A man must start and finish what he does, and cannot give up halfway."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her.

The fists in the sleeves of the red figure gradually clenched, and he stared at him coldly for a long time. Fang gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know, if I really call you Master, how many years will your life be shortened? She is harming you, do you know?"

Luo Qingzhou stepped aside, sat down cross-legged, and prepared to practice.

The red figure began to breathe heavily, and her towering chest rose and fell violently. She stared at him for a while, then looked at the white figure, and suddenly said, "What do you want me to call him?"

The white figure was silent for a moment, and said, "Master."

The red figure sneered, "Okay, then I'll call him brother!"

Luo Qingzhou opened his eyes and looked at her.

The red figure suddenly turned around, walked in front of him, looked at him and said, "Take off the halo on your body, I want to see what you look like first. If I like you, I can call you what you look like!"

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