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Qi Jin had no time to care about him, his eyes congealed as he carefully observed the changes in the short sword in Han Lingzi's hand.

The current Han Lingzi, was truly worthy of his admiration. The short sword in Han Lingzi's hand might seem short and sharp, but in actuality, Han Lingzi had already used every inch of space from the tip of the sword to the handle.

A short sword came horizontally; it was a shield, and a long spear stood upright. The hilt of the sword could also attack, and the tip of the sword could defend at any time.

Although Qi Jin had learnt a lot from his observations and learned the two's offensive moves, the Han Lingzi in front of him was simply an insurmountable mountain, causing him to only have room to look up at, and not be able to defeat him.

The battle between the two had turned into a stalemate, with neither side able to deal with the other.

Han Lingzi won in terms of understanding and comprehension. As long as Han Lingzi used a move once, Qi Jin could guarantee that it would be the same.

Han Lingzi's body moved, he jumped out of the circle and waved his hand: "There's no need to continue fighting. The waves of the ocean push forward and the waves of the river die on the beach, a new generation replace the old, this is the eternal law."

"Han Lingzi, are you admitting defeat now?"

Qi Jin who was in the midst of battle still showed the attitude of a social person, unforgiving as he pressed onwards step by step.

Han Lingzi scoffed, and said calmly: "Young man, don't be so arrogant, this old man only appreciates your talent. If you want to defeat me, you won't be able to do so for three days and three nights."

Han Lingzi's words were logical, he had been an expert in martial arts his entire life, his mind was thinking about how to attack, how to defend with his hands, and his attainment in fist and feet, he had long reached a state of perfection.

Think about it, all the people in the world, which one of them is not worried about the food and tea?

There were very few people who could truly enter the ancient martial arts world.

Regardless of whether it was practicing martial arts or doing anything else, if one reached the state of forgetting everything, even a person with a poor intelligence would be able to accomplish something.

Qi Jin shook the treasure sword in his hand, and said sternly: "Han Lingzi, do not play shameless tricks, how do you plan to determine the outcome of the battle?"

These words were shameless, and almost angered Han Lingzi to death.

Qi Jin did not know who Han Lingzi was.

But it was impossible for older people and martial arts research practitioners to not know Han Lingzi.

Let's put it this way, although China is very big, but there are top talents in all walks of life.

Han Lingzi was an outstanding talent in the ancient martial arts circle.

Although the Qingcheng Sect lacked talent and could not find a suitable candidate to pass on the inheritance, Han Lingzi was famous. He had been a hero for his entire life, and no one had ever dared to call Han Lingzi shameless.

At that time, Han Lingzi was so angry that his entire body was trembling. He glared at Qi Jin and roared: Young man, why are you being so aggressive? I've lived for over a hundred and fifty years, but I've never tried to be shameless before. "

The number one hundred and fifty years old shocked Qi Jin to his core.

Qi Jin stared at Han Lingzi, and asked doubtfully: "Old Taoist, do you really live to see the light of mouth? Did you live to see a hundred and fifty years old?"

"Brat, do you dare to question my character?"

The furious Han Lingzi pounced towards him and began to beat him up.

Rolling over and over, the two of them rolled into a ball.

Qiushui Qiu Yue was dumbfounded. Qiu Yue asked worriedly, "Big Sister, is little big brother alright?"

"He's the Xiao Qiang that can't be beaten to death. He'll definitely be fine."

Qiu Shui was also very worried about Qi Jin's safety, but she had no choice but to comfort him.

"Big sister, I'm afraid little big brother will die."

After a while, Qiu Yue finally could not hold it in anymore. She subconsciously touched his armpit where a Uzzi submachine gun was hanging, as long as she swept it over, she would not be able to live even if it was Dongfang Bai.

"Don't panic."

Qiu Shui held onto Qiu Yue's hand and whispered, "Don't you think that your husband doesn't know that police fighting techniques are suspicious?"

"Why is there a suspicion that those are all our husbands? We have done this before, and I won't betray my little big brother in this life."

Of course, Qiu Yue had suspected Qi Jin before. She had suspected that Qi Jin had some sort of secret on him that she didn't know about when the Wenger was acting and deceiving him.

But what could she do with a man she loved so much?

Only by unconditionally supporting Qi Jin would Qiu Yue be at ease.

Women's pursuit of men is not only about sex, but also about safety and happiness.

Qi Jin had brought the happiest sense of security to Qiu Yue.

Just as the two siblings were hesitantly discussing whether they should make a move, Qi Jin had already pressed Han Lingzi down below.

Han Lingzi's strength was not as strong as Qi Jin's, so he suffered a huge loss in close combat.

Seeing that Han Lingzi did not increase his strength anymore, Qi Jin slowly released his grip and pressed down on a man's body, giving him a strange feeling. Generally speaking, Qi Jin would press down on a woman's body and do the happiest things.

To do the most unhappy thing on a man's body was obviously not a long time.

Han Lingzi crawled up in a sorry state, glared at Qi Jin and said: "Brat, look at my eyes."

Qi Jin who was standing opposite of her, focused on the pair of eyes, what kind of eyes were those?

If they went any deeper, Qi Jin would be able to see Han Lingzi's entire life. Inside, there were people walking around in ancient clothes, there were also people holding swords and sabers, and officials wearing ancient government uniforms.

Han Lingzi constantly fought and fought, sometimes fighting with a person, sometimes fighting with a group of people, and every time they fought, blood would flow out like a river, and sometimes Han Lingzi would just sit cross-legged in a room, his chest moving up and down continuously, as he breathed in the white Qi.

This was a life, the bumpy life of a martial arts master, concentrated in the depths of his eyes.

After an unknown period of time.

Han Lingzi blinked his eyes. Only then did Qi Jin come back to his senses.

It was as if everything in it had never existed.

The smiling Han Lingzi asked eagerly: "What did you see?"

After pondering for a moment, Qi Jin blurted out, "Cultivating, a person's cultivation."

"Hahaha …"

Han Lingzi laughed out loud, nodded his head and praised: "Not bad, not bad, you actually know that you are cultivating. Your perception is extremely good, your memory is extremely good, and you are destined to be a cultivator.

"I don't know."

Qi Jin spat out two words and shook his head.

Qiu Yue who was at the side, said unhappily: "Smelly Taoist, we won the fight, you can't find trouble with little big brother anymore."

"Of course, your little brother is a freak. I also can't bear to find trouble with him. Everyone fought for a long time, so let's go inside to have a chat. This way please!"

Han Lingzi very politely invited the three in and sat them down in a simple living room.

Han Lingzi did not accompany the guests in chatting, but rather fished around with his hands. Soon after, he set up a small charcoal stove, on top of which rested a black teapot.

He took out a bag of tea from his side and poured it into the teapot. The flame started to rise and the water in the teapot started to boil.

This was making tea, not making tea. It was actually making tea.

Qiu Yue frowned: "Old Taoist, can you drink your tea? Dirty, is there any pure water? "Don't be too advanced, just a little sweetness from the Nunfu mountain spring."

Han Lingzi was not angry, and laughed: "Boiling tea is just a process, it's not difficult, everyone can Boil it, but I only have this many tea leaves, every single one is a rare item, only those who are fated can't taste it."

"Tsk, everyone says that their things are good, but who says that their things are bad? Are you trying to boast like that, Grandma Wang? "

Qiu Yue mocked.

"There are many things in this world that you do not know. Only those who have experienced it personally will know. There are many unsolved mysteries."

Han Lingzi ignored Qiu Yue and turned to Qi Jin, asking: "What's your name?"

"Qi Jin."

"Hmm, looks like your background is also very mysterious. If I'm not wrong, everything you have came from outside sources, not from your own body."

's words gave Qi Jin a huge shock. With the help of the small piece of wood's power, only a few people knew about it, and it was even from his women. Sun Zhao and A Lan knew about it a lot, because these two women had been with Qi Jin for the longest period of time and had experienced a lot of things.

Just where did this seemingly muddleheaded Han Lingzi come from? Just by fighting, he was able to tell that Qi Jin's power did not come from him?

Seeing Qi Jin's expression become serious, Qiu Yue Qiushui also wanted to know some of Qi Jin's secrets. She no longer mocked him but looked at Qi Jin, waiting for her little brother to give her an explanation.

Qi Jin laughed coldly, and said: "My origins are very pure, and I won't speak nonsense and be mysterious. We didn't have any good relations in the past, and we won't have anything to do with each other in the future."

Qi Jin, who had a lot of secrets on him, could not see through Han Lingzi and was worried that he would snatch the small piece of wood away. Only then, did he block Han Lingzi's mouth, indicating that he was not willing to have any sort of friendship with him.

Han Lingzi had lived for more than one hundred and fifty years, and like an old monster, he must have a lot of secrets on him.

Sighing, Han Lingzi poured a cup of tea for everyone and said: "This is Sky Tea, it comes from a different space and it is not from Earth that we live on. Drinking this tea can serve as evidence."

The talkative Qiu Yue asked in shock: "Old Taoist, what does that mean?"

"Hahaha …" "Verifying the dao is verifying the dao, which means verifying the dao fruit."

Han Lingzi said straightforwardly, but he was looking at Qi Jin.

It seemed to be saying, "Do you dare to drink this tea?"

Qi Jin was fully focused on the teacup in front of him. It was made of black clay, the walls were thin, and it did not seem to be more than a millimeter long, and the entire teacup was sparkling and transparent. There was a layer of faint light on the surface of the teacup, which was about the size of a thumb.

The tea leaves were neatly cut into lengths of one millimeter. After being boiled, the tea leaves remained the same, standing upright in the teacup. The water was cold and without any special smell, just like a cup of boiled water.

After observing for a while, he was puzzled. Could it be that this tea was also called tea?