Chapter 13: The Divine Collection

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The sun set and the sky was full of brilliant stardust. After Li Ziye finished practicing his sword, he left the Li Mansion and has not returned. In the backyard of Li Mansion, Zhang Dirt took a sip of wine, gazed at the lake in front of him, and casually asked, "If you don't follow, aren't you afraid that those bandits will kill that kid?" "If he can't even handle those bandits, there's no need to learn any more swords." Qin Shina responded. "The leader of those bandits is a real martial artist, although he has only opened the first divine collection, it is not something he can handle now." Zhang Dirt reminded. "It's not in the way." Qin Shina calmly said, "I did not ask him to fight those bandits head-on, even if he is unlucky and meets with that bandit leader, he cannot fight, he can still run, the mountain terrain is complicated, there is always a way to survive." "Heh, this master you are, really cold and heartless ah." Zhang Dirt faintly responded, then continued to drink, did not say anything more. She as a master does not care, he is even more indifferent. Live is luck, death is life, depending on whether the kid is lucky to have a big life. Qilian Mountain, the bright moon shines high, should be quiet mountain forest, but at the moment very lively. Under the night, a teenage figure desperately fleeing, behind, one or two dozen bandits chasing desperately, the quiet mountain forest will be the chicken and dog jumping. Li Ziye's luck, really not very good. Originally only wanted to take advantage of the night, looking for a few patrols of bandits to practice, but did not think, accidentally alerted the bandit leader. The more troublesome, I do not know if it is the reason that Qin Jianna stole the blood ginseng medicine king, the bandit leader is all angry no place to send, after seeing Li Ziyi, crazy general personally led people to chase up. So, the whole mountain forest became lively. "Search for me, even if the ground is dug up, I have to find that kid!" After chasing for an unknown period of time, the bandit leader looked at the empty mountain forest in front of him and said angrily. "Yes, Lord!" In the back, more than twenty bandits scattered and searched around with torches. Under the dark night, Li Ziyue hid in the weeds, looking at the dark bandits everywhere, a head two big. This how to fight, one against a group? Moreover, the leader of the bandits is also a martial artist who has opened his divine collection. Li Ziye gripped the sword in his hand and carefully retreated in the direction away from the bandits' leader in the night. Now, he can't beat this Sun bandit, so he can hide. When he opened the divine collection, then find the scene. After retreating about a hundred feet, Li Ziye looked at the two bandits who were close at hand, and his body stormed up and directly rushed forward. "Swish!" Green frost out of the sheath, a waterfall of cold light shining eyes, two bandits even too late to react, blood gushing out from the throat, staining the black night. "Over there!" In the distance, the bandit leader perceived it and became furious, shouting, "Give chase to me!" "Sun bandit, I'm not going to accompany you, goodbye!" A hundred feet away, Li Ziye raised his hand and gave a middle finger, then turned around and ran. Half an hour later, outside the mountain forest, a wretched teenage figure scurried out, leapt onto the back of a horse, and left. The night was enchanting, Yuzhou City, when Li Ziye returned, it was nearly dawn. The first time the city gates opened, Li Ziye entered the city and rode his horse back to the Li Mansion. The subordinates in the government saw the grandson return in a mess again and were not surprised. A few pretty little maids even sent a few autumn waves to Li Ziye secretly, shy and shy, wanting to refuse to welcome. "When the gongzi has time, find you guys to talk about talk about life." Li Ziye grinned, responded to the autumn waves sent by the little maids, and then hurried back to the backyard. At the lake in the backyard, Zhang Dirt had not yet come to take his place, and Qin Shina was also still in her room, not coming out to freshen up. Therefore, Li Ziyi immediately took the best position by the lake, sat down and began to practice the heart method of the Flying Immortal. Old Qin said that the most suitable time to practice the Flying Immortal Dictate is every morning and evening, he is so poorly endowed, if he does not work hard, he will not be able to catch up with those geniuses. Thinking of this, Li Ziyi's heart felt a burst of sadness. He is the real son of the Heavenly Dao, okay, how the sense of existence is so bad, you see what God's son, Buddha's son, how loud the reputation, the world's four heavenly pride, it sounds windy. The more you think about it, the more angry you are, Li Ziye closed his eyes, gritting his teeth and running the Flying Immortal determination method. At this time, not far from the room, the room door creaked open, Qin Shina out, see the lake is cultivating Li Ziyi, heart slightly relieved. Still diligent, no matter how you say, diligence can make up for the clumsy, a little less talented, then only more effort. However, the thought has not fallen, Qin Shina body suddenly a shock, face shocked. It's not right! At this time, the next room, Zhang Dirt pushed open the door, his eyes looked at the figure by the lake, his eyes flashed with alarm. "Qin Shina, didn't you tell him that he should be calm and quiet when cultivating and not to entrain any emotions?" Zhang Dirt said in a deep voice. "I thought he knew." Qin Shina said with a sunken expression, this is the common sense of martial arts practice, so she did not care. "Trouble." Zhang Dirt's fist clenched and said, "I hope this kid has a big life, don't go off the rails." By the lake, Li Ziye was running the Flying Immortal Duel while being indignant and on fire. He did not know that, behind him, Qin Shina and Zhang Dirt are anxiously going round and round. Time passed a little, Qin Shina, Zhang Dirt nervous palms have begun to sweat, afraid that Li Ziyi just began to cultivate, they will practice waste. If so, then the joke is big, two sword immortals, teach a disciple to cultivate, less than ten days to teach people into idiots, spread out, that is really the biggest joke in Kyushu in a thousand years. "Something's wrong." Half an hour later, Zhang Dirt looked at Li Ziyi who was still cultivating with his eyes closed by the lake and frowned, "Why is there no movement at all." It is reasonable to say that the cultivation of the heart is not quiet, even if it does not go into the fire, but also should spit blood meaning. Now the situation is too weird, too quiet. "Should we wake him up?" Zhang Dirt suggested. "No." Qin Shina shook her head, looking grave, "Forced to wake him up, the consequences may be worse, wait and see." Zhang Dirt nodded, patiently continued to wait. In the east, the sun rose slowly, the first rays of morning sun sprinkled the earth, dispel the cold of the night. Two people watching the gaze, suddenly, with Li Ziye as the center, the lake shore, no wind waves, the water surface flooded with waves. Qin Shina, Zhang Dirt see this, look are a tremble, face shock. Impossible! "Buzz!" At this moment, Li Ziye's chest, the divine collection roared, as if a thousand thunderbolts were rushing in it, around, endless heaven and earth spiritual qi surged in, constantly gushing into its divine collection. Amazing scene, let the two knowledgeable sword immortals are shocked, can not explain the situation in front of them. "Didn't this ...... kid just pass a vein?" Zhang Dirt opened his mouth and said with difficulty, "What's going on here?" "I don't know." Qin Shina suppressed the ripples in her heart and murmured somewhat lost in thought, "Perhaps, we are all wrong, no, I should say for a thousand years, all of them are wrong." "What do you mean?" Zhang Dirt looked shocked, as if he understood something, and said, "The Flying Immortal Technique is different from the cultivation methods of all the techniques in the world, for a thousand years, all the people who tried to cultivate this technique were wrong, and this kid found the correct cultivation method by mistake?" "This is the only explanation." Qin Shina said calmly, "Otherwise, with his martial dao qualifications, it is impossible for him to open the First Divine Collection so quickly." "We'll know when he wakes up and asks about it." Zhang Dirt looked at the teenager in front of him and tsked, "This kid's luck is really good, this can even let him stumble upon by mistake." While the two were talking, the lake, with the influx of heaven and earth spiritual energy, Li Ziyi chest, the divine collection erupted with dazzling light, the roar was incessant, like a side of the meson world, thundering, the ocean rolled. Half an hour later, Li Ziyi opened his eyes, his gaze was like lightning, the essence of the manuscript jumped, the surging true qi from the chest of the divine collection gushed out, sharply spread out in all directions. The dust and sand flew, the water rippled, and the astonishing aura made people look sideways. "Is this a martial artist?" Li Ziye looked at his hands, his eyes flashed with excitement. He can! Can do it! He felt that he could beat three Fire Liners right now. "Kid, what are you daydreaming about, your mouth is watering." Zhang Dirt looked at Li Ziye whose eyes were glowing and asked. Li Ziye came back to his senses, hurriedly wiped the corner of his mouth, hehe smiled and said, "Just opened the divine collection, some excitement." "How did you do it?" Qin Shina stepped forward and opened her mouth to ask. "What how did you do it?" Li Ziye sniffed, puzzled. "Originally, according to my projection, even if I join hands with Sword Demon to teach you, together with the endless heavenly treasures of the Li Mansion, it would take at least ten days to help you open the First Divine Collection, and if it doesn't go well, it's not impossible to practice for a year and a half." Qin Shina calmly said, "I ask you, just now when you cultivate the Flying Immortal Technique, what was in your mind?" "Thinking about what?" Li Ziye was stunned, then touched his nose, somewhat embarrassed to respond, "I was thinking, I am such an excellent person, why I do not have martial talent, and that what God son, Buddha son can be so pull, angry ah!" Qin Shina, Zhang Dirt looked at each other, and then nodded, that should be the reason. Cultivation of the Flying Immortal Technique, it is likely that the stronger the emotional fluctuations, the faster the cultivation speed, calm and quiet, but not conducive to the operation of the true qi. "Perhaps when there are strong emotional fluctuations, the flow of blood qi will speed up, and the true qi of the Flying Immortal Technique can run faster with the flow of blood qi in the meridians." Qin Shina stated her guess and said. "What a hell." Zhang Dirt heard, heart like eating flies as unpleasant, said, "after practicing martial arts for most of my life, today, actually in a junior body up insight." Qin Shina also gently sighed, not only the sword fool, she is no exception, or rather, for a thousand years, all people are the same, solidified thinking, who have not thought about changing. On the side, Li Ziye listened to the words of the two, grinned, although these two big brothers words he did not understand too well, but one thing, he heard out. He is very bull cheating! Perhaps, if he practiced for another year and a half, he could really beat three Fire Liners! "Let's have a couple of moves!" Li Ziye, who was overexcited, looked at Qin Shina and Zhang Dirt and said. Qin Shina was stunned, and Zhang Dirt was also frozen. This kid was crazy? "Sword fool." Soon, Qin Shina came back to her senses and calmly said, "You do it, don't get crippled." "Try." Zhang Dirt responded with a skinny smile, waved his right hand across, and instantly, within the room, an ancient sword flew out. The sword was not out of its sheath, and the sword qi appeared as if it was hidden. The next moment, the sword moved, the garden full of sword qi, water waves rolled back thirty feet. Crap, Li Ziyi saw the situation, eyes fiercely shrink, turn and run. However, it was already too late. "Boom!" After a loud sound, Zhang Dirt collected his sword, and the water waves in the lake fell. On the backyard wall, a human-shaped depression appeared, and Li Ziyiye's entire body was slapped in, fluffy and wretched.
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