The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 297
"I didn't expect... there are people who are proficient in Qimen Dunjia in this emperor's residence."

Jing Changan was also a little dazed, this was the first time he had come to the Emperor's Residence, and he had only listened to other people's stories before.

Looking at it now, this emperor's residence is not simple. The layout of each attic is built using the method of Qimen Dunjia.

As a descendant of the hidden ancient martial arts family, I know how difficult it is to practice ancient martial arts, and I also know how difficult it is to learn such thaumaturgy as Qimen Dunjia.

If it is said that only one seedling of ancient martial arts can be born out of hundreds of thousands of people, then if you want to learn Qimen Dunjia, then it is at least one in a hundred thousand.

If you want to learn the essence...you need one in a billion.

"Let's go."

Wang Chen stretched himself, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, he took steps towards one of the attics.

Jing Changan followed behind Wang Chen. Although he just came out to drink tea, he did not dare to be careless after seeing the layout of the emperor's residence.

Because I'm not sure if this is my enemy's stronghold in Kyoto, after all, I have also beaten some people who know how to use Dunjia, and in this world, people who know how to do Dunjia just poke people like that, and there are not many people who are good at learning.

So he couldn't help being careless.

Walking into the attic, the two suddenly felt like they were in a fairyland.

In the attic, clouds and mist shrouded the sight of the two of them, and the ground was paved with green grass instead of marble or sandalwood.

Under the sight of the two, the walls are depicted with flowers, birds and beasts, high mountains and flowing water, giving people a pleasing and peaceful feeling.

On the roof of the attic, there were bursts of elegant piano sounds, and there seemed to be the sound of a stream flowing, which surprised both Wang Chen and Jing Chang'an.

I don't know who it is, who actually used the Qimen Dunjia technique to create this kind of atmosphere. This is simply...too wasteful.

Tread-

"Gentlemen, would you like some tea?"

There was a sound of footsteps in the white clouds, and then a woman in a cheongsam walked out of the clouds unaffected. She looked at Wang Chen and Jing Chang'an and asked with a smile.

"Wild tea."

Wang Chen faintly uttered two words, looked at the woman carefully, and then looked at the misty and unreal clouds, his eyes flickered from time to time.

"You two come with me."

The waitress smiled softly at Wang Chen and the two, and led them towards the second floor of the attic.

Wang Chen and Jing Chang'an closely followed the woman's footsteps, because the clouds and fog inside were too heavy, completely blocking their sight, but the air was rare and fresh, similar to that in the deep mountains and old forests.

The waitress took Wang Chen and Jing Chang'an up to the second floor. The layout of the second floor was similar to that of the first floor, but the music of the piano and the sound of the flowing stream were clearer, and the clouds and fog were a little less than those downstairs.

Although he still couldn't see the layout of the entire second floor clearly, Wang Chen could faintly see some guests drinking tea.

Sitting cross-legged on a futon, Wang Chen looked at the pure natural stone in front of him, and said to Jing Changan who was sitting opposite him: "This emperor's residence is a bit interesting."

"I just want to know which old guy is so boring."

Jing Chang'an pulled his hair and said, the emperor's residence can gain a firm foothold in the capital, and the birthday is flourishing, it must be inseparable from this strange art of dunjia.

Here is like a fairyland, and the air is very good, it should be very popular in Kyoto.

It's just that he thinks that the people who arranged here are too boring, and the skill of Qimen Dunjia is only used to attract business, which is simply boring.

"Why do you guess that it was arranged by the old guy, not younger than you and me?"

Wang Chen sat quietly on the futon, and said calmly, although the people who study Qimen Dunjia are all old guys, it doesn't mean that there are no young people.

There are even some young people who are very talented in this area, surpassing the older generation at a young age.

"Impossible, young people can't do this step."

Jing Chang'an shook his head, the area of ​​the Emperor's Residence is not too small, and the one who can make the Emperor's Residence into such a shape through the unique technique of dunjia must be an old guy who has studied this aspect for decades, otherwise he would not Impossible to do this step.

"You're so sure."

Although Wang Chen also tended to be arranged by those old guys, but he was not sure, because judging from this pattern, there was a high possibility that it was arranged by people who were about his own age.

Because those old guys no longer pursue these erratic and beautiful things, what they pursue is returning to the basics, not this.

"Not that I'm too sure, because it's the truth."

Jing Chang'an firmly said to Wang Chen, ancient martial arts are vast and difficult to learn, but compared to the Qimen Dunjia technique, ancient martial arts are relatively simple.

Because there are simply too many things that Qimen Dunjia needs to study, and all aspects must be involved.

For example, a master who controls Qimen Dunjia is definitely a master of ancient martial arts, and they are also very clear about history, and they even know how to find dragons and explore caves and other magical skills.

"Gentlemen, your tea."

The waiter who had been standing aside for a while put a pot of tea on top of the big rock, and then put a teacup in front of Wang Chen and Jing Chang'an respectively.

Wang Chen first poured a cup of tea for Jing Changan, then poured a cup for himself, turned to look at the waiter and said, "You heard it too, so tell me, is this place made by an old man or a young man?" of."

The waiter giggled, and then asked Wang Chen softly: "I overheard the conversation between the two of you, are you not angry?"

"It's just irrelevant things. I believe that if you talk about important things, you will leave naturally."

Wang Chen waved his hands and said, looking at the waitress's cheongsam that was about to be slit to the buttocks, he suddenly laughed and teased: "Why don't this cheongsam go up a bit, so I can see the scenery at a glance?"

Jing Chang'an's face was slightly dark, and the waitress was also a little surprised, then she covered her mouth and giggled, and said to Wang Chen coquettishly: "Sir, your eyesight is too good, many people here can't see clearly What about the scene?"

Wang Chen picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea lightly, looked at her sideways, and continued jokingly said: "Good eyesight, it's not because you women are so attractive."

The waitress couldn't stand Wang Chen's attack, she bowed slightly, and left without answering Wang Chen's question.

And Jing Chang'an said with emotion: "No wonder many people underestimate you, you are so good at pretending."

"Pretend? I think this is my character."

Wang Chen turned the teacup, his ears moved slightly, and a few unclear footsteps came into his ears.

Jing Chang'an didn't hear those footsteps, he raised his head and drank the tea in the cup, and said to Wang Chen jokingly: "It's your character in the first place? That's right, you're so gorgeous when you kill people, and you pick up girls." Not weaker than others, this is you Xiao Huang."

　Khan, when this chapter was edited just now, some words were deleted, deleted, and changed, and I don’t know if it is smooth or not!

　　
　
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