Although Mu Qingshan knew that there was indeed the term presidential suite in this world, he never dreamed that after he pushed open three doors, he had not arrived at the bedroom. The three living rooms in front were exquisitely decorated, and all kinds of ingenious designs were unheard of and unseen. Even a small faucet was made of space titanium alloy. Whether it was the feel of the hand or the light it reflected, it was in line with the human mechanics and the comfort of the eyes.

"As such a luxury level, I'm afraid even the luxury king of Brunei, today's luxury king. It is rumored that the four major families have accumulated a lot of wealth. It is indeed well-known, but there is no need to be so extravagant. Thinking about the roads of the Tiger family have not been built for decades, the gap between the rich and the poor in the country is so great that it is regrettable."

Mu Qingshan sighed a lot. He walked past the living room like a conference hall and arrived at the fourth door. He hesitated for a moment, then turned the copper-colored door in front of him. "Damn, there is no need to exaggerate it!"

Even though Mu Qingshan's personality was already calm, he couldn't help but curse him fiercely.

The light is soft, the floor is a bit gentle, as if the embrace of a lover. The whole room is as big as two standard football fields. Apart from the luxurious settings in the room, Mu Qingshan finally found a luxurious and luxurious bed in the center of the room. A gauze tent like smoke and mist was connected to the ceiling. The faint colors and murmur taste seemed to sprinkle the stars in the sky.

"This old man Bai will also enjoy it!"

Mu Qingshan has been wandering in the world for a long time, suffered a lot, and has squatted in prison. Standing in such a heavenly presidential suite, he seemed to feel like he was in heaven and earth. He finally understood why Bai Qiuren, the master of the whole country, died under his immortality.

Many people choose to indulge in the face of **, and many people choose to be restrained, but Mu Qingshan himself doesn't care. People come from heaven and earth, but they are just a smelly skin. The land they occupy is only a small inch, so who can really get more than an inch of this land of China?

The Huowu Holy Spirit practiced by Mu Qingshan has achieved something. The state of pursuit is naturally no longer above the word "enjoyment".

I felt a little anxious, and Mu Qingshan's eyes wandered. After a while, I finally found a door on the seventh level stairs. Sure enough, the toilet was also "highest."

Mu Qingshan shook his head and walked towards the door of the "toilet". He twisted and chose, and a blue light came towards him. In an instant, Mu Qingshan's face immediately changed.

What toilet is there in front of me? It actually is a room wider than the bedroom. The blue light is reflected by the swimming pool in the room. It is even more outrageous than the building next to the large swimming pool, tennis courts, table tennis tables...

There is no golf table in the near future.

"Sir, do you want a drink?"

A beautiful kimono walked out of the small room next to the swimming pool, holding a high-groun cup in her jade palm. Rao Shou looked over, his voice drizzling like a song.

That night, Mu Qingshan was completely overturned his previous concept. What is strange is that after Mu Qingshan retracted his head, the beauty showed a rather resentful look.

Two days later, two private jets appeared on the island, and two dark-skinned middle-aged men walked out at the same time, hugging Bai Shiqi who was standing next to him and waiting anxiously.

A moment later, a secret meeting took place in a small conference hall in the Golden Bauhinia Land.

With a snap, the sound of the slap falling on the mahogany table rang out.

"Bai Shiqi, are you crazy? He actually brought an outsider to his father's room? Are you sure his father has passed away? You summoned us back so anxiously, not for the sake of his father's funeral, just for that Mu Qingshan?"

Bai Shiqi looked stern and said firmly: "I can capture the breath of my father from this young man. Really, you should believe me. No fake antiques in any place can escape my vision. I have confidence in some aspects."

"Confidence? Do you believe in reincarnation and rebirth? I will meet this guest tonight. If he talks wrong, I will definitely make him unable to leave Victoria Harbor."

At this moment, Bai Xiaotang, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted: "My father had three major preferences during his lifetime, namely books, guqin, and martial arts. You should all know it! The placements are still retained in Jinzitang. Just let this kid go there and try it, and we will naturally know."

The three of them looked at each other and nodded heavily. In the afternoon, Bai Shiqi knocked on Mu Qingshan's room again. Originally, he thought Mu Qingshan would lie down high or take a bath in the pond. But he knew that he had just knocked on the door, Mu Qingshan seemed to have expected that he would come. The first knock on the door sounded, and immediately opened the door, completely ready to go.

Bai Shiqi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Mr. Mu's rest is okay? Let me introduce it. This person is...

Standing behind him were Bai Juzhi and Bai Xiaotang who returned from the Mediterranean of South Africa respectively.

Mu Qingshan interrupted the other party's introduction and said with a smile: "Is the holiday between Bai Juzhi and Bai Xiaotang over? I heard that you have been having a lot of trouble for the future trend of the Bai family recently. Since you are brothers, everyone will take a step back. Now that foreign enemies are around you, it is not the time to travel. People have to rely on themselves, the sky and the earth rely on their parents, which is the most unreliable."

In Mu Qingshan's memory, people have to rely on themselves, not on heaven and earth, rely on their parents. This sentence is often used to teach the younger generation. Now, after talking about it, it feels quite happy.

Bai Shiqi nodded excitedly, turned around and looked at the two younger brothers behind him with a blushing face.

Bai Juzhiyu Bai Xiaotang looked at each other, his face full of suspicion.

Mu Qingshan ignored the other party's embarrassment.

"I said that I can accept any test of you. Since you three brothers come to me together, you should have come up with any idea? I hate indecisive people."

This is Bai Qiuren's standard tone again.

Bai Shiqi seemed embarrassed and said: "Mr. Mu, you are also a well-known figure. We shouldn't have doubted you at first, but this matter involves the fate of our Bai family, so we must be cautious and forgive me."

"Okay, let's go to Jinzi Hall together! That place is my favorite. I hope you haven't messed up my stuff."

This sentence popped out of thin air, and even the three brothers of the Bai family almost started shouting at the same time.

Mu Qingshan thought slowly: "Depending on the jungle, giant locusts exterminate the clan. Ancient trees have secret realm, winding paths lead to secluded. Time passes so quickly."

Hao's feelings like the senior echoed in the aisle, shattered like this.

Compared with the luxurious settings in other places, Jinzi Hall is just a restroom. Bai Qiuren had three major hobbies in his life. First: Famous paintings are in high mountains, second: chanting poems in the guqin, and third: mastering martial arts from ancient times to present.

The door seemed to cover the dusk, and there was a firewood in front of me. It was full of antique smell and seemed to cover up a period of history.

Headed by Mu Qingshan, four men entered in one after another.

The room is not big, and the furnishings are even more simple, with tables, chairs and pen holders. It is a day and the walls around it are full of famous paintings, which are hanging at will. The wind blows from nowhere.

Mu Qingshan glanced at it and saw that the wall on the left was full of famous books on the mountain. It had been signed for a long time. In turn, the second wall was generally a drowsy moon. Under the moon was a pond with a quiet water, and the artistic conception was very supernatural. The third wall was a famous man dancing with swordsman, with one move and one gesture, and was free and elegant. Although he could not see his power, he was squirting the storm of a whisper. The fourth wall was a deep forest. In the deep forest was a famous man in white clothes, sitting in the deep forest. He couldn't see his age and seemed to be quite old. However, his spirit and hair were childish, he was not a vase in the world. This old man was stroking the guqin on his knees, looking like a wild and unruly appearance without any ground.

"I haven't entered this room for a long time, but fortunately everything is still the same. Mr. Mu Qingshan, on the day of his father's death, we were still young at that time. He actually brought us into this room, commented on famous paintings, and talked about some ways of being a human being. Now that I think about it, it's like having a dream."

Bai Shiqi's tone was quite emotional. Seeing him walking towards the table, lying on a white paper from the table, he turned around and said to the two Bai family children who were also sad, "Come here to help, let's ask Mr. Mu to use his father's painting skills. I wonder if he was feeling emotional about Mingzhou, if he was as if he had gone out of his father."

Bai Juzhi and Bai Xiaotang responded, walked over happily, as if they were much younger.

The three of them divided the work and cooperated, one piece of white paper, one picked up the pen, and the other took out the prepared ink treasure and grind it out.

Imagine that when Bai Qiuren was full of confidence, his third son stood beside him, presented the four treasures of the study, and wrote freely, it was also a pleasure in life.

Is this the first level?

Mu Qingshan closed his eyes slightly, his heart calm, and his rich memory of Bai Qiuren was left in his mind. In a moment, he had already decided in his heart. "Famous paintings, naturally, are not the case. What I am talking about now is your father's favorite famous quote."

Mu Qingshan took the wolf hair that Bai Juzhi respectfully handed over, refreshed and immediately wrote the first sentence: left and right of Dayun Mountain, southeast of the waning moon water.

On the left and right of Dayun Mountain, the southeast of the waning moon water.

This sentence has no rhythm, but it is enough to point out the artistic conception of the place name paintings hanging on the first wall and the second wall. It is as clever as clumsy as it is, and it is as full as it is, so why should you describe all the details one by one?

"On the left and right of Dayun Mountain, southeast of the waning moon water, Mr. Mu, this sentence coincides with my father. I wonder if the next two sentences can be written."

Bai Shiqihuan screamed, as if she had seen the most valuable antique in the world.

Bai Juzhi and Bai Xiaotang slapped each other, and felt a little nervous inside, as if afraid that Mu Qingshan would not be able to write the following two famous quotes.

"good!"

Mu Qingshan drank a sentence, and while writing, he recited it word by word: "Sword—Balance—Hold—Strong—Strong—Liang, Qin—Heart—Sun—Moon—Bright.

"The sword is brave and strong, and the piano is bright."

The three Bai brothers whispered out almost at the same time, and their eyes looked at Mu Qingshan immediately turned red. What is it? It is the softest thing that can often touch the heart? That is what is lost and regained.

Mu Qingshan's image immediately became taller.

He was looked at by these three admiring eyes, and the owner of these three eyes was much older than himself. Even if Mu Qingshan had thick skin, he couldn't help but turn red. He turned his head and smiled and said, "It should be the second level!"

The first room and the second room were separated by a dark curtain, with golden and purple colors.

Mu Qingshan passed by, and the decorations of this room were even simpler, with a guqin on each table and an antique three-legged tripod.

"Mr. Mu. Please wait a moment."

Bai Shiqi crossed Mu Qingshan's side, took out the prepared fragrance and inserted it into the small tripod. With a pounce, he lit the cigarette. The faint and elegant smoke filled the air.

Mu Qingshan pondered and laughed, took off his shoes and walked over, then sat on the ground, with a natural demeanor.

The Bai brothers saw Mu Qingshan taking turns, and he looked very much like his father. His eyes were straight, and even more surprised were still behind him. Sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the piano and whistling again. People in the deep forest didn't know that the bright moon came to shine!

Suddenly, it was like a sword was tense. Mu Qingshan imitated Bai Qiuren's tone, causing the poem to burst out from his mouth. It looked unrestrained.

In Mu Qingshan's memory, Bai Qiuren likes to recite poems while playing the piano, and the one who recites the most is this poem.

Sitting alone under the lonely sycamore tree. As time settles, as the pigment settles, colorful maps have been transformed into autumn. The butterflies that once danced in Zhuang Zhouxiao's dream have turned into such floating leaves. The silk-like mood is empty and peaceful. The wind passes through the treetops, as if the head of the strings of bamboo is moving: quiet, elegant, and lonely. In the flying butterfly shadows, a person's shadow is faintly shaking.

And this shadow is Bai Qiuren himself.

After the trip to the secret scenery of ancient trees, in Mu Qingshan's heart, Bai Qiuren was a sinister and taciturn old man. He made a decision thousands of miles away and did not speak a word. It was hard to believe that such a person who was good at fame and fortune and had a long and scheming would have the purity of "sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the piano and whistling again."

The closer Bai Qiuren got, although he didn't like his way of doing things, Mu Qingshan still felt a sense of respect from the bottom of his heart. No wonder, even after more than a year of death, his three sons still hung him like this. This is a kind of personality charm.

The song ended, and it was almost cold everywhere. In the small room, there was endless sound. When I looked back, I saw that the three Bai brothers were all lowering their heads and their eyes were slightly red, as if they didn't want Mu Qingshan to see their embarrassment.

Mu Qingshan naturally knew how to do things, and he didn't say hello and rushed to the third room. At this moment, Bai Shiqi behind him seemed to say a word, but soon he stopped talking.

"Haha, it turns out that this is the essence of the Bai family's unique skills. No wonder Bai Shiqi was worried just now."

At the same time, the three people behind continued to enter one after another.

Mu Qingshan stretched his hand, on his left palm and under his right palm, reaching a forty-five degrees of angle. The Holy Spirit of Huowu slowly rose from his left and right arms, and seemed to have countless heaters swept through his whole body. For a moment, it seemed that a cold wind was blowing by, and these changes were almost in the vicinity.

Huh! The wind, an invisible sound of wind whistled out of Mu Qingshan's palm, and a mass of air formed in front of Mu Qingshan. It seemed to be under some resistance. The mass of air was not pushing, but rolling about thirty centimeters from Mu Qingshan's chest.

With a whisper, the sweat from Bai Shiqi's forehead immediately flowed down.

Back then, considering that the three styles of Wuji were too profound, Bai Qiuren did not teach the three styles of Wuji to the people who were instructing him, but each of them taught a move. In this way, since it can be guaranteed that the Bai family’s unique skills will not be lost, and it can also ensure that these three brothers concentrate on practicing. After all, there are not many geniuses like him who practice three styles at one time. The reason why Mu Qingshan integrated the three styles of Wuji in a short time was because he had the world’s best Fire Dance Holy Light Qi protector. With this general outline, it would be easy to learn any martial arts.

What Bai Shiqi learned was a move that Mu Qingshan used in front of him - Feng Qi. You should know that the unique skills like the Bai family, which were passed down by children, were used by Mu Qingshan. What's the consequence? Moreover, people from aristocratic families generally do not have the practice of accepting disciples.

Mu Qingshan controlled the small airflow from afar, letting the small airflow roll for a while, and immediately injected two opposite airflows. With a squeak, a flash point visible to the naked eye rushed out of the small airball like a small snake. With a snap, the two poles collided with one, and immediately turned into smoke.

This is the order of the three Wuji styles. Although it is a small exercise, the Bai brothers know more than anyone else about this skill of controlling freedom in a small range. Even their fathers cannot reach such a state. In other words, Mu Qingshan, who claims to be the heir of his father's will, has long surpassed the limitations of the Bai family's fence.

The best is better than the blue, and the best is better than the blue!

The air stopped, and the heavy breathing was left in the small room.

"Have you all seen it clearly? I can recognize it, it is indeed a "Fengqi" move. Although this matter is bizarre, it finally has a glimpse. I don't care whether you confirm the identity of Mu Qingshan. I will say clearly that from now on, Mr. Mu Qingshan's words will represent the father's meaning and will never stop until death."

After Bai Shiqi finished saying this, he felt like he was surrounded by happiness. Indeed, his father was dead, but he survived. From now on, the Bai family will not be without a lot.

host.

More than 150 directly affiliated with the Bai family, the golden birds scattered in Bazhi all over the country finally got dependent. It seems that God is not a small deal with the Bai family!

It is undeniable that Bai Juzhi and Bai Xiaotang, the two proud Bai family members, have changed their vision when they look at Mu Qingshan. They are awe and admire, but they are more convinced. Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site!
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