Chapter 844

The monk had a good memory. Xuanyouzi said all the news he had heard, and there was qingningzi's name in it.

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "dinner!"

Xuanyouzi happily lifted his rice bowl, "Wow, this is delicious, this is delicious, even the rice is better than me."

"That's what you always add water to." Lu Zhengkang thought, "by the way, our Dharma meeting will be next year, right?"

"Yes, the meeting is scheduled for the Mid Autumn Festival next year."

Lu Zhengkang tut tut said, "this time to Xianyuan assembly of fellow, must also want to participate in the law society?"

"Not necessarily."

Lu Zhengkang thought, "at that time, I also want to participate."

Xuanyouzi almost burst out laughing, "you can pull it down! I'm a jiedan friar, and I'm barely qualified to fight with others. You are Why, did you build the foundation successfully? "

"Yes, the foundation was built as soon as I woke up."

"Wow, your talent is OK. It's almost as good as master Bo."

"How long did master Bo build the foundation?"

"For an hour, when he built the foundation on the first day, he realized directly."

"It turned out that the headmaster was talking about him." Lu Zhengkang could not help but wonder that it was much more difficult for Kunlun palace Taoist method to build a foundation than his Chitian method. To put it bluntly, Chitian method was more similar to divine method, while Kunlun palace was the orthodox Qi method. "Master Bo is now in the Yuanshen period. How many years has he been practicing Taoism?"

"Just over 600 years."

Lu Zhengkang is not sure whether this level is fast or slow, but for master Bo, who is a genius of Tianzong who builds a foundation in an hour, it seems that in 600 years, from refining Qi, jiedan, Jindan to Yuanshen is a little slow.

In the Kunlun palace, all the living people in one generation have become Yuanshen, and the disciples in the future will be the next generation. In history, there are three hundred years of true immortality, two hundred years of true immortality, and master Bo's six hundred years is still Yuanshen. Such a comparison is quite injurious to Zhong Yong.

"I'm not familiar with master Bo at all, and he doesn't appreciate me very much. Maybe he once had a past, but the headmaster once said that master Bo wanted to break through the real immortal, that is to say, it was just a matter of thinking. Maybe he stayed in the Yuanshen period, waiting for his younger martial brothers to catch up with him. "

Lu Zhengkang and Xuan Youzi began to make up their own magic history.

The more you say it, the more curious you will be, especially the Qi Qing Jian Jue, which is the improvement of the remnant volume of Qi Sha Jian Jue. It is said that Qi Sha Jian Jue is a secret method of killing and cutting out of the demon world. It has seven levels, and it's hard step by step. Because of the heavy intention of killing, it needs to go through three disasters to become a Taoist.

In the improved Qiqing jianjue, the merciless Kendo is changed into the affective Kendo, and the way of sword technique is to simplify into complex, and one sword produces ten thousand methods. Instead of winning with fierce intention, he turned to lively spirit and made a personal exposition of Dao with sword technique.

In the inheritance of Kunlun Palace's secret arts, Qi Qing Jian Jue may not be the best in terms of the height of kendo, but Qi Qing Jian Jue should be the first in terms of the level of swordsmanship.

Lu Zhengkang decided, "I'm going to worship my great uncle as a teacher!"

Xuanyouzi raised his eyebrows. "In this way, don't you know how to cook and fight? Good brother, I'll call you when I go out for a tour in the future. The bodyguards and cooks are all here! "

Lu Zhengkang looked disgusted. "Who will take you a tow bottle? I'm sure I'll travel with the United States. Don't rely on you, masters."

Xuanyouzi put down his chopsticks and said, "ah, younger martial brother, this is bad. Your skill is really good. It's much better than elder martial brother. After you come here to eat, you can cook by yourself. I'll give you the materials, OK?"

Lu Zhengkang sneered, "what if I don't cook?"

"Let's starve to death together. Anyway, elder martial brother, I will open a valley. As for you, tut Tut, maybe you go to find little peach and she will ask elder martial uncle seven to prepare a pair of chopsticks for you."

Lu Zhengkang thinks of his blue and white face and black fingernails. Although he is a gentle old rice dumpling, the dishes made from his black fingernails Maybe there's some corpse poison? So if making glutinous rice can detoxify? No, can zombies make glutinous rice?

Seeing that Lu Zhengkang was lost in thought, xuanyouzi was a little flustered. "Aren't you serious, younger martial brother?"

Lu Zhengkang waved his hand, "you eat yours."

They were silent for a while. There was only the jingle of xuanyouzi's bowl and chopsticks. Lu Zhengkang waited for him to finish eating and said, "take me to chilou."

Chilou is one of the most famous floating cloud towers in Kunlun Mountains. There is a chilou sword fight in the Dharma Association, which means that chilou. Master Bo wants to be the person in charge of sword fighting. He often goes to chilou and dengxiantai these days, but he stays more in chilou. It's just right that Lu Zhengkang hasn't stepped out of dengxiantai these days when he comes to Kunlun palace. Knowing that there are many beautiful sceneries waiting to be explored, I have never been able to make it.

Farming is really busy.

Lu Zhengkang plans to learn Qiqing sword Jue from master Bo, and then meet the heroes in the world in the sword fight in chilou. As for whether he can reach jiedan period in the Mid Autumn Festival next year, this is something that needs to be considered in the future.

The red tower is floating in the air. Xuanyouzi drives a colorful cloud to lead Lu Zhengkang up into the sky. The cloud tower is 100 heavy, and many of them are places for guests to live. At this time, there are many light hiding places over the Kunlun Mountains, and Lu Zhengkang doesn't look around. Xuanyouzi stood on his left side, pointing out the cloud buildings everywhere. Some place was arranged for a big sect, and some places were arranged for several small sects. Yunlou is deep. With the moving of xuanyouzi's cloud perspective, the number of Yunlou is not the same.The red building is hidden in the deep clouds. Xuan Youzi walks around in the sky with a stiff face. He greets the guests and fails to find the key point to cut into the red building.

"Elder martial brother, why aren't you reliable?"

"I don't usually come." Xuanyouzi coughed, "it should be around here..."

Lu Zhengkang held his chest in both hands, and his face was speechless. Suddenly, he felt an idea coming from the top of his side, just like the wind trace slapping on the dandelion's fur. The idea touched the spreading pulse on his body surface.

Monks don't probe into each other with divine thoughts, which is a kind of respect for each other's privacy.

And when you really need to use God, it's usually more serious.

Lu Zhengkang looked solemnly in the direction of the idea.

Far away in the sky, on Zhanqing's cloud head, Kun Dao stands with a sword box on his back. The wind and eyes float over her long sleeves. Behind the swaying tail of the robe is the horizon of dusk. The sunset is flowing and silky, like a uniform color block on painted pottery, pink as peach blossom.

Lu Zhengkang laughed unconsciously, and then he wanted to say something. He couldn't say anything so far away, so he pursed his lips and waved to her. And she also bowed to Lu Zhengkang. It's a hundred feet apart, but it's like face to face.

Xuanyouzi is curious, "do you know him?"

"It's an acquaintance." Lu Zhengkang smiles.