Li Zhichang was an orphan in his previous life, and was still an orphan in this life, and was a Taoist in his previous life, and was still a Taoist in this life. Both the old Taoist priest and the seven sons of Quanzhen taught him a lot, but what he did not teach Li Zhichang was the responsibility of living. Although Li Zhichang did not want to die, a person with responsibility and responsibility may not be great, but a great person must be responsible.

Li Zhichang looked at Mount Zhongnan and was speechless. Li Zhichang did not look at Mount Zhongnan and was not in Mount Zhongnan. Mount Zhongnan was still Mount Zhongnan. What changed was people and things, and what remained unchanged was mountains and water. Although Li Zhichang lived here for more than ten years, every grass, tree, flower and tree here was familiar with Li Zhichang, but this time Li Zhichang chose to walk up Mount Zhongnan step by step and return to Chongyang Palace. Walk slowly! Since Li Zhichang had the idea of ​​participating in the Huashan sword contest in his heart, the title of fighting for the world's number one seemed to have become his destiny.

When a person wants to do something with all his heart, no one is his opponent, or he is no longer his opponent. Although Li Zhichang is very clear that no one in the world will be his opponent for twenty or thirty years, he is not equal, ten thousand years are too long, and he has to seize the day. The sword of Wuchang is trembling slightly, as if he has felt the master's intention. As a peerless sword, he has hidden the sword edge for too long. Li Zhichang presses the hilt of Wuchang's sword and breathes slowly.

"Master, I'm back." Li Zhichang stood calmly in front of Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji found that his disciple had changed a little when he came back this time, and his eyes became clearer. Qiu Chuji knew that his disciple's skills had improved again. Qiu Chuji had already known him before Wang Chongyang became a monk. At this moment, Li Zhi often held the sword and had a faint sense of a master. He couldn't help but overlap with the figure thirty years ago. Everyone in the world said that Wang Chongyang was a master of Taoism and was indifferent to the emptiness and indifference. Only Qiu Chuji understood that Wang Chongyang was actually more inclined to the sky. It was not that he was not fighting, but that there were too few things in the world that could make him compete for. Only those in his proud bones would not care about anything, so even if Wang Chongyang obtained the Nine Yin True Sutra, he would not let his disciples practice it, because his martial arts skills were no worse than the Nine Yin True Sutra.

Li Zhichang is not as talented as Wang Chongyang, nor is he as proud as Wang Chongyang, but there is one thing they are very similar. At this age, they should not lose to anyone in this world about martial arts. Li Zhichang wants to see the Chongyang carvings for reference rather than learning. Jade from other mountains can attack stones. Although Wang Chongyang has not practiced the Nine Yin Scriptures, he also reads them and uses them to inspire himself to do better. Pride is not self-conceit, but to believe that he can do better. At least Li Zhichang thinks so now. "Your skill has improved again, master

"You are old," Qiu Chuji sighed. "Master is not that you are old, but that I am progressing faster." Li Zhichang comforted. Qiu Chuji knocked on Li Zhichang's forehead and said, "Little bastard, do you need your comfort? If I hadn't brought you back from the snow, you would have been taken away by a wolf." Speaking of this Qiu Chuji, he said, "I really don't know where there are so many cruel parents in the world. You know that the abandoned little girl was thrown outside the Chongyang Palace. If it weren't for the adoption of the Living Dead tomb, I don't know what to do then."

Li Zhichang said: "There is something I want to tell you that Master Chongyang once left some of the contents of the Nine Yin Scriptures in the tomb of the Living Dead. I want to go there to see if I can get it back."

Qiu Chuji said, "The ancestor has strict orders, Quanzhen disciples are not allowed to learn martial arts in the Nine Yin True Sutras." Qiu Chuji didn't ask Li Zhichang how he knew. Anyway, Li Zhichang had read all the materials of Quanzhen Sect, and maybe he had read the letter from Master Chongyang in some corner.

Li Zhichang said: "I just look at it. I don't really need to practice it. The stones on other mountains can be used to polish jade. The martial arts principles on the Nine Yin Scriptures are enough for me to enjoy. What's more, the ancestor Chongyang also reads the Nine Yin Scriptures."

Qiu Chuji said seriously, "I don't care whether you can get the martial arts of the Nine Yin Scriptures from the tomb of the Living Dead. You are not allowed to practice anyway." Qiu Chuji also knew that it was difficult for him to stop what his disciple wanted to do, but the master's majesty was always maintained. Use the door rules to restrain him, don't joke. Li Zhichang is more skillful than him, a decades old Quanzhen. He really wants to compete with the door rules. He went to the sea of ​​door rules. Li Zhichang didn't know Qiu Chuji.

I remember that when I was a child, Qiu Chuji had been with people in the world all year round, and I don’t know how many dogmas he committed, which made Ma Yu feel angry. He usually memorized the words from the dogma and refuted them one by one to save Qiu Chuji’s face. Li Zhichang was thinking at that time that why Ma Yu traveled thousands of miles to Mongolia to teach Guo Jing’s martial arts in the past, probably to disgust Qiu Chuji. However, it seems that the head teacher has already gone to Mongolia, and Li Zhichang thought of it.

Li Zhichang returned to his quiet room and had a good sleep. He got up and took a shower, changed his clothes, and came to the tomb of the Living Dead. "Senior, I'm going to teach Li Zhichang that he has something to do." Li Zhichang's voice walked through the layers of stone slabs and entered the tomb. After a while, the door of the tomb opened, and Li Mochou was still jumping and jumping in front in apricot yellow clothes, followed by an ugly woman holding a child. Finally, Lin Chaoying's maid in the tomb.

"Who is your senior? My name is Lin Huan. If you want to call me, just call me my name. Tell me quickly." The middle-aged woman said impatiently. If Li Zhichang hadn't been good at martial arts, she would have just started and threw the kid out. "Why is that Lin?" "My name is Lin Huan. Do you need me to say it again?" Lin Huan said fiercely. With a puff, Li Mochou couldn't help laughing. Even the ugly woman couldn't help laughing.

Li Zhichang said awkwardly: "Your ancient tomb sect's martial arts were created to specifically restrain our Quanzhen Sect, right?"

Lin Huan said coldly: "Of course, you Quanzhen teaches every good thing. I don't know if you can see something from the last fight. Don't be proud. Don't look at your young age and martial arts skills, which is not worse than the unfaithful thief Wang Chongyang back then. That's because the martial arts taught me have not been mastered yet. Otherwise, even Zhou Botong's bastard will not be my opponent after I practiced it." She said angrily, and then continued: "The name of the ancient tomb sect is very good. I think the lady will also like this name very much. Mo Chou, Grandma Sun and Long'er, we will be from the ancient tomb sect in the future."

Li Zhichang felt cold sweat on his forehead and thought to himself: Could it be that I accidentally created history again? Li Zhichang continued: "I think seniors need our full-hearted method to practice this kung fu." Lin Huan said in surprise: "How do you know?"

Li Zhichang said with his hands behind his back: "My Quanzhen Sect's Kung Fu is the authentic world, and all things are in the source of all things. If you don't know the central method of our sect and want to break through all my skills, that's the day when you talk about it."

Lin Huan was silent, knowing that what Li Zhi often said makes sense, and then she sneered: "So what if that's the case? Will you still tell me the Quanzhen method?"

Li Zhichang smiled and said, "What you are talking about is that I am about to tell you the Quanzhenxin Method. I also want to see how amazing the martial arts created by Senior Lin Chaoying against Master Chongyang is."
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