Chapter 9 The Rest of Life

Creation? Liu Yi never thought, and even earlier, he hadn't even heard of it.

But the first time he came into contact with this word, the doctor actually took off his previous disguise and revealed that kind of desire - greed.

Liu Yi felt disgusted with this word from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Yizhiling practiced martial arts with his husband, read the chapter of conspiracy and power, and learned the art of killing and slaughter. Martial arts, practicing qi, and fighting, these things that are extremely far away from the life of mountain people have accompanied him since childhood.

To put it to death, Liu Yi has long doubted the skills of practicing qi passed down by the husband.

Of course, this is not only because the mind is always churning and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false pictures. And even the husband doesn't know that his talent is accompanied by keen spiritual knowledge.

That has never been as simple as hearing and eyes, but also some more difficult things. Maybe it is to observe words and colors and penetrate people's hearts, but Liu Yi prefers to call it "insight", which also comes from some inexplicable words in the depths of the heart.

Liu Yi is always easy to catch other people's attitudes towards himself, just like the idea of killing the goal without logical consciousness when facing beasts. In the face of villagers, the other party will always show more or less awe and jealousy.

In the face of the man who has raised him for ten years, Liu Yi obviously admires him. But the Master occasionally revealed obscure murderous intent, resentment, and obvious greed against him. But Liu Yi did not hesitate to hide his magical talent.

He didn't even dare to reveal any abnormality in front of the Master. He even had to be particularly silent when facing the Master, hypnotized himself again and again, and selectively forgot to be vigilant!

These things that should not be remembered will only rise from the deepest part of the lake when they are far away from the doctor. Usually, he is just a filial disciple who is obedient to the husband!

Including the art of practicing qi taught by the husband, the obvious suspicion has never dared to cross his mind easily!

It is rumored that the martial artist's qi function greatly promotes potential, and even doubles the basic physical quality, which has various wonderful uses.

However, Liu Yi's cultivation is obviously more profound than Chang Pan, but it is useless as the fat man before.

Liu Yi didn't ask, and the husband didn't explain, but he had long been careful.

Chang Pan only said that Liu Yi taught his teacher 'the direct transmission method' privately, which was a great kindness. How could he understand that Liu Yi was just using him more!

Chang Pan practiced 'qigong'. Whether this can be hidden from the husband is not within Liu Yi's consideration at all.

If the master really senses it, and this is also a secret that is not passed on, so half of him will be beaten up. As for Changpan, it is not something he can remember.

If the master doesn't notice or notices that he turns a blind eye, then...

If the husband really has other purposes, can Changpan prevent the disaster for him?

Even if you can't stop it, it's at least a chance, or you can pull a cushion-

This is Liu Yi's voice at that time!

He has never been a good man and a woman, cowardly and obedient.

This is completely in line with the concept of the doctor's private teaching, which is contrary to the saint's etiquette.

He learns how to teach, for the sake of life and survival!

Until today, Chang Pan accidentally got the book of heaven, and Liu Yi can finally be sure that the so-called "qigong" is simply a cover! I'm afraid that the mental method is mostly used to build a foundation!

No wonder the master is strict with his physical skills and is always dissatisfied with his cultivation.

But about the progress of qi practice, even if he intends to slack off, he is not more harsh, or even mentions little!

I'm afraid, even the master himself may not be familiar with this method!

Martial arts and immortals, it is really difficult to integrate!

Liu Yi's heart was cold. These thoughts were tedious, but only lightning flashed through his mind. He never stayed in the lake, let alone showed it.

Reaching out to take the roll of silk book, and at the same time, he was glad that he had been deliberately suppressing his cultivation, which was really a wise move.

Although he is tired, it is true that what the husband said is lacking the day after tomorrow. However, in practicing the mind, he is also a descendant of Zhong Lingyuxiu. A little hard work is very rewarding, compared with the very hard-working Changpan——

Liu Yi spread out the silk book and his eyes flashed. It's not that he hasn't considered whether he will be detected by the master after practicing this set of magic formulas, which will cause many unfathomable changes and consequences!

Only on Changpan, he did not notice the abnormal breath before, which is still the same as the two people's mind, and Liu Yi's cultivation is much deeper.

Think about it, either the nameless heart method itself is good at camouflage, or the formula recorded in this book is really earth-shaking and difficult for mortals to speculate.

What's more, since the teacher only taught him to "cultivation the basics", there is no application method. Then he secretly learned some application methods and wanted to be prepared in the end.

No matter what the situation is, it is a good thing for Liu Yi.

More importantly, he can be sure that the Master really has admiration for him! Why do you have resentment and even greed? These are all subconsciousness suppressed by the husband's reason.

If you live together for ten years, even if you raise a pig or dog, you will have feelings, not to mention master and apprentice?

Of course, I have received almost magic education since I was a child, keep my reason and destroy people's desires.

It's not that Liu Yi didn't think about killing the husband's dove directly with some poison.

If you don't have this ability, then there will be more. I'm afraid that I don't want to.

Liu Yi was prepared, but he never thought of taking the lead in counterattacking, but he had no power and no need.

If people are not plants, who can be ruthless?

Looking carefully at the silk book, the purple * is like a deep purple ocean. That feeling makes Liu Yi remember that the description of the mysterious world of Beiming Shura was recorded in a scroll of strange miscellaneous books secretly collected by the husband!

In the purple sky, the purple earth, and the purple lake, an eight-armed cow head Shura Yasha controlled the nine-headed snake and slowly surfaced...

They, they seem to be roaring and roaring--

Golden words are recorded on the silk book, except for the first eight characters of the volume, which are always motionless as mountains.

Other handwritings that should be embroidered on the scroll face are actually twisted like water snakes.

Golden lines, sometimes like earthworms, sometimes turning into tadpoles. Sometimes swimming in the calm purple sea, sometimes disappearing, and sometimes jumping up and shuttling to Liu Yixin Lake...

...

When the breeze blew, Chang Pan moved his stiff body, looked up and found that it was already in the sun.

At this time, I guess the husband began to lecture long ago. But Liu Yi was still in a daze with the silk book!

Chang Pan was secretly annoyed. Why did he forget that he also read this mysterious silk book last night? Unconsciously, it was dawning, and the trajectory of "qi" in his body also changed, so that he could control the scene of the electric arc.

At the beginning, there were only strange things, and I didn't think much about them. Now, recalling last night, it was clearly taken away by this evil silk book!

He was not only secretly anxious and worried.

Although the Master is kind, he is not without majesty. Anyone who dares to over-class will be expelled from the door.

Of course, Chang Pan is more worried about Liu Yi's state at this time than the husband's punishment. He didn't know what he was doing last night, but now, observing Liu Yi's pale and dull look, he was anxious and self-blaming.

Changpan dares not move for fear of disturbing Liu Yi and causing bad changes.

At this time, a rabbit peeping from the sidelines rushed out and hit Liu Yi!

Puff!

Liu Yi, with a pale face, suddenly sprayed blood and fell down.

He pushed his hands to the ground, coughed and gasped violently, and sporadic blood foam fell!

In this way, it seems that the rabbit is just facing the head, just like thunder!

Chang Pan was shocked, scared and angry!

"It's not good! Brother Yi!"

He exclaimed in a low voice. He raised his hand and hit a blue arc that was thicker than before. With a bang, he directly flew the shaking rabbit out and threw it into the grass.

Without looking at the result, he hurriedly squatted down, then held Liu Yi, panicked and was at a loss.

kept patting Liu Yi's back, just like his mother did when he was choked, and Chang Pan even burst into tears.

Liu Yi was beaten by him for a while, and almost coughed up his heart and lungs, so he had to wave his hand to signal that he was fine.

Almost crawling to the bank of the stream, Liu Yi took out a small bottle from his arms, broke the stopper, poured out a black pill, and swallowed it with clear cold water.

Chang Pan moved with him for a moment, knelt down and dragged away, making him play scoundrels with beggars and hugging his thighs, which lost his normal state.

Both of them are now covered with mud and dust, and their previous neat demeanor has disappeared.

As for the fallen silk book, no one cares about it at this moment. And the golden characters that rolled up their faces also seemed to be quiet.

Liu Yi lowered his head and looked at the young and handsome face reflected in Qingxi. A few drops of blood mixed with the stream rolled down from the cheeks at the corners of his mouth, and then turned into several petals of blush in Qingxi, and was soon swelled away by the upstream undercurrent.

He was frightened at the bottom of his heart and calmed down!

He didn't know why he woke him up, but he knew that he really went away at the devil's door!

just now, if it's half a minute later--

Squinted, raised his head and enjoyed the warm sunshine.

Somehow, for the rest of his life after the disaster, he suddenly felt that his heart was opened and all kinds of troubles were thrown away.

Chang Pan was still panicked like an ant in a hot pot. At this time, he saw Liu Yi's embarrassed but calm. The illusion that he seemed to be integrated with nature was infected for a moment, calmed down and a little stunned.

"Yi, Brother Yi..."

Liu Yi's previous blood vomiting really shocked him and made him more tragic than when Liu Zongzi died of illness in the village the year before last.

At this time, even though it seemed to be unimpeded and the breath was stable, I still couldn't stop worrying.

In the sun, the wind rose.

The lonely silk book was rolled up, and if it was spiritual, it floated directly to the side of the two.

The golden words on it are dazzling and brilliant, constantly reminding the owner and his existence.

It's just that Chang Fatty doesn't care about the silk book now. He can't wait to tear it directly or burn it off.

Liu Yi didn't have that much resentment. Originally, he wanted to steal the secret--

"God's grace is vast, and the divine power is unpredictable."

After saying these eight words inexplicably, Chang Pan felt that Liu Yi had changed a little. As for what had changed, he couldn't tell.

"Brother Yi and Yi, this thing is obviously harmful to others. They all blame me for being indiscriminate and almost killed you--"

Chang Pan felt guilty and blamed himself. He picked up the silk book and tried to tear it up.

Liu Yi hurriedly stopped him, although he knew that this divine object could not be destroyed by mortal force, his attitude would eventually be shown.

He pressed Chang Pan with an angry face, stood up, stood down, pointed to the silk book, and smiled, "Teach me."

Chang Pan stared at Liu Yi in a surprised when he heard the words, as if he had never heard what the other party said.

Liu Yi shook his head with a smile again and looked at the sun. I don't know if he forgot that the teacher was still teaching.

On his body, his breath is ethereal and deficient, changeable without lack of the rock of Mount Tai. Under the warmth and majesty, he seems to cleanse some deliberately pretentious postures in the past, and then nodded to affirm.

"You can teach now, I want to learn!"