Fist of Imagination

He Laiqi took two steps back and two steps back outside the pigpen, and then took three steps forward. He wanted to rush in and pick up the copper box several times, but stopped outside the pigpen gate.

In the copper box of the Hundred-Year-Old Pearl, Mr. Liang, who accidentally leaked his internal energy during a martial arts experiment, was also very embarrassed.

After listening to Chang Duanxuan's half-session online class, he decided to come up with his own machine and independently develop in order to spend less money. He tried his best to overclock and increase the production capacity of natural power to above the limit, trying to distinguish more clearly the primary and secondary in the quad-core parallel system left by old man Yuan.

As a result, the hybrid soul was particularly unfaithful. It was like having a stomachache, and it farted in public, releasing all the excess natural power.

While calming the martial arts soul, he tried his best to recover the internal energy, but some of it was still not contained, and it leaked out from the keyhole of the copper box. Because the internal energy was not hidden, not only did the copper box open, but it was also seen clearly by the key figure He Laiqi.

In the few milliseconds when his internal energy leaked, Liang De had already prepared a speech to communicate with He Laiqi, and he just waited for him to come over and started a long speech.

Unexpectedly, the big man went in and out outside the pigpen, bang, bang, bang, as if he was doing an impromptu twisting dance, and he didn't come over after twisting for a long time.

Liang De held it in one breath for a few minutes, but he couldn't get nervous when he saw He Laiqi's look. His breath weakened and finally ran out. In the end, he simply sat in the copper box, propped up his chin and watched how long the big man would hesitate.

This wait lasted from early morning to sunset.

He Laiqi didn't drink or eat, and stood outside the pigpen from dawn to dusk, and didn't even feed the pigs.

He stared at the copper box with its light dissipated, but never stepped into the pigpen.

The Hundred-Year-Old Pearl, if taken, can live for two hundred years, prevent all diseases, and ward off all evil.

It goes without saying what such a treasure means to a warrior above the ninth rank, but he is just a person waiting to repay his debts.

In a sect, if someone is the face, someone must be the inside.

In He Laiqi's lineage, only two descendants are accepted in each generation, one for the face and the other for the inside.

His master is the face, he traveled all over the world, was free and unrestrained, owed countless favors, and also exchanged countless resources.

When he entered the sect, the inside of his master's generation had died, and until now, he didn't know the name of that uncle.

In his generation, his senior brother is the face, and he is the inside.

His senior brother has obtained countless resources, is extraordinary and free, and has been in contact with the masters and scholars of the mountains and rivers, talking about the mysteries and the truth of martial arts.

He is the inside, and he has to pay the debts that his master should have paid before his death, and kill the people who want to be killed behind the scenes for his senior brother.

He Laiqi has never regretted it. If his senior brother hadn't picked him up from the mass grave, if his master hadn't accepted him as a naughty apprentice and raised him up, he would have become a nameless skeleton.

The face is big enough, and the inside is strong.

Only when the inner strength is strong can the outer strength be great.

It was because his senior brother pushed the martial arts of his sect to the highest level that had not been achieved in a hundred years, and then taught him everything he knew, that he, a dull and mediocre person, had the opportunity to advance to the ninth rank.

The debts left by the master are both debts and opportunities.

How could an ordinary person owe Yunhai Divine Sword two taels of Taibai Jingjin? How could an ordinary person have the opportunity to go to Xingxiu Sea to pan for gold with Yunhai Divine Sword's handwriting?

He also owed the leopard blood ginseng to the master of Liuyu Palace, the thick earth mud to the supreme elder of Lichen Sect, and the golden scale carp to the fifth ancestor of Paijiao... If he had not gone through many strange dangers and had many strange opportunities, how could he have become one of the top ninth rank masters in the world before knowing his destiny.

This hundred-year-old pearl... If he got this hundred-year-old pearl, he could turn the inner strength into the outer strength. With this hundred-year-old pearl, he could go anywhere he wanted, including the holy land of martial arts and the emperor's hall.

But the reason why he spent fifteen years from a small soldier to a fourth-rank military officer, the reason why he did the absurd thing of defecting with a pig, and the reason why he lived in seclusion in the Western Regions... all was to repay the biggest debt for his master before his death.

At that time, the silver-clad messenger found him with a token in his hand and asked him to give the gift from heaven to the second person who found him with the token after he got it in the Western Regions.

He has spent fifteen years and made the most resolute decision.

But that is because only the royal family of the previous dynasty can open the gift from heaven, and the remaining nobles of the previous dynasty were imprisoned in the capital by the Gongsun family. Even if he got the gift from heaven, he could not open the seal.

And now... the copper box containing the Hundred Years Pearl has been opened. At this time and place, no one can stop him from possessing this treasure from heaven.

He Laiqi stood in the pigpen for several hours, and finally did not step into the pigpen.

In the unbearable twilight, He Laiqi took five steps forward and picked up the heavy sword that looked like a thick iron bar.

He hadn't made a decision yet, but the slight tremor of the ground under his feet and the wind in his ears revealed a carriage and two people, and the unspeakable premonition in his heart told him that danger was approaching.

He opened the wooden door of the pigsty, walked into the low stone fort, stepped the copper box into the mud, hid the heavy sword near the trough, picked up the wooden barrel filled with pig food, and slowly poured it into the trough.

When the pig food in the barrel was only one-tenth left, the carriage pulled by the Liangzhou Qingcong had already reached the outside of the pigsty.

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"Whoa--" The carriage of the sturdy young man slowly stopped, "Uncle, there is someone in front!"

"Well, maybe it's the person you are looking for." Gao Xianglizi stretched and patted the dust on his body.

"How can it be so coincidental, hahahahaha, I'll go and see!"

The young man jumped off the carriage and strode towards the pigsty.

He just walked to the man in the pigsty and was about to talk.

"He Laiqi!"

The young man's voice rang out like thunder! The expression on the young man's face was inexplicably surprised.

The big man in the pigpen took the heavy sword hidden under the pig trough and chopped it on the head!

The sound of the wind was like thunder. The young man found that he could not move at all under the wind pressure and domineering momentum. The surprise on his face turned into fear and trembling all over.

The sad and beautiful light flashed quickly, and the young man flew backwards. Gao Xianglizi, who moved like a ghost, half-knelt on her knees and blocked the powerful sword with a blind stick.

It was not a blind stick. The blind stick standing straight in front of her revealed a half-foot cold front under the handle. The half-drawn blade was stuck on the sword and actually cut into the sword body by three points.

Songyang style, anti-iai!

The black cloth on Gao Xianglizi's face slid down at high speed. The slightly sunken eye sockets and dark pupils gave people a sense of staring at the sharpness of the blade at close range.

First scare the enemy with ventriloquism, then use the lightning-fast backhand sword-drawing technique to attack, this is Takamuka Riko's tactic.

It looks like Takamuka Riko saved the young man from Kakusu's sword, but in fact, Kakusu sensed the murderous aura that burst out when Takamuka Riko drew her sword and swung her sword to block it!

The two people, both of whom are on the ninth rank, felt the fatal threat at the same time. When the swords intersected, there was no room for communication!

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