I have a role in the heavens

Tang Zichen's state of mind is extremely high. He is the only person in the world besides Li Daoqing who has achieved the path of sincerity. He has a strong spirit and sharp perception. His spiritual sense is aware of the strangeness in the air. His mental power gradually releases, and he blends into the outside world in an instant. In the void, the starry eyes gradually became lost in thought. The bright light dimmed a bit, and there were a bit more mist and shadows. Finally, it slowly closed, and a starry sky was hidden in it, disappearing.

The incomparably vast starry sky appeared in the depths of Tang Zichen's mind. She seemed to be reincarnated and entered an ancient star. She was ignorant, opened her spiritual wisdom, and transformed into a ball of innate brilliance. The whole star was devoid of any life. , dead silent and ethereal.

There is only one towering sacred tree, soaring straight into the sky. This is a laurel tree, with shining silver light, smooth trunk, and as clear as jade. The whole sacred tree is filled with endless chill, but strangely, Tang Zichen is very cold at the coldness. Adapting, she gently stroked the trunk of the laurel tree with her slender and fair palms. A slight coldness penetrated through her fingertips and reached the bottom of her heart. One person and one tree depended on each other like this. How many years had passed.

With the passage of time, Tang Zichen's realm cultivation gradually became stronger and unfathomable. He was dressed in luxurious and noble fairy clothes, with silver radiance covering his ice muscle and jade body. He was elegant and agile, with unparalleled charm, elegant appearance, and graceful appearance. Gorgeous, unparalleled, independent, holy yet cold, noble yet elegant.

I don't know when, mysterious changes took place in the starry sky. Tang Zichen was attracted by something deep in his heart, and flew out of the star that had lived for hundreds of millions of years. He flew out of the sky and came to In the deepest part of the starry sky, countless star gods gather, surrounding and guarding an innate divine being, supreme majesty, supreme noble, great saint, immeasurable light, immeasurable lifespan, immeasurable wisdom, the divine radiance shines on all the heavens, and the fairy light spreads all over the universe. .

An idea came to Tang Zichen's mind, and his figure floated, appearing in the direction of the Lunar Star. Together with the Endless Star God, he worshiped under this innate sacred seat, listened to his voice of the great avenue, and gradually fell into the realm of emptiness. .

At some point, the sound of the Tao dissipated, and the divine brilliance on this innate divine face dissipated, revealing his true appearance, majestic, perfect, flawless, and complete. All the beautiful words can be used to describe this supreme being.

But for some reason, Tang Zichen felt a vague sense of familiarity in his heart. He always felt that this innate saint was very familiar. Thousands of thoughts surged, and he kept thinking about it, digging into the secrets deep in his heart. Suddenly, a flash of light suddenly emerged. Tang Zichen woke up, and something emerged in his mind. The bright light came out, swept away a layer of shadow, and an idea emerged.

"Isn't this Li Daoqing?"

Tang Zichen slowly opened his starry eyes, which were as bright as stars, like a puddle of autumn water, bright and charming, with infinite charm. The crystal-clear and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the red lips were gorgeous, making people's hearts flutter.

"What a great dream!"

The low and sweet sound is like the flow of a stream, quiet and clear, and has a wonderful effect on making people feel calm and peaceful.

Li Daoqing did not dare to look directly at Tang Zichen. He had just accidentally fallen into an epiphany. His mind was empty and his spiritual light leaked out. The powerful light of the soul pulled Tang Zichen into the depths of his soul, causing Tang Zichen to fall into reincarnation and almost lose his way. Although he finally woke up in time and deliberately revealed his true appearance, allowing Tang Zichen to break through reincarnation and awaken his true spirit, the two still had some entanglements.

This kind of mutual blending of soul and spirit is actually the Taoist spiritual dual cultivation, the method of spiritual friendship, which can only be done between the closest Taoist couples. Li Daoqing is equivalent to an overlord forcing his bow and playing a rogue.

Tang Zichen's expression was cold, extremely free and easy, there was nothing unusual about his beautiful face, and he said calmly.

"This time we practiced spiritual cultivation, my spiritual cultivation has improved and I have benefited a lot!"

"We don't owe each other anything, so you don't need to care!"

Li Daoqing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. The stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and the muscles in his body relaxed. He finished the food in front of him and hurriedly hid in the bedroom, still not daring to face Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen looked at the figure disappearing behind the door, and looked back. His face changed color slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he became a little softer. There was also a faint fragrance in the air. This was the body fragrance of Li Daoqing who had attained Bodhi. It was soothing. However, it could not calm down the chaos in Tang Zichen's heart. There were little ripples in his calm eyes, which were deep and deep. He sighed softly, drank the red wine in his hand, got up and returned to his bedroom.

The north wind howled all night, making people upset. Tang Zichen didn't fall asleep until midnight, but she still woke up early. The sky was still dark. Tang Zichen glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside, but at five o'clock, she only slept for two or three hours. , Fortunately, as a master of boxing, she can enter a deep sleep every time she falls asleep. Two or three hours are enough to restore her energy, which is better than the seven or eight hours of sleep for normal people.

Tang Zichen tidied up briefly, put on a pair of fresh and smart sportswear, tied a ponytail, and ran out to exercise.

Li Daoqing got up when he heard the noise. Something like that happened last night. He had no sleep all night. He sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and pondered, his face changing. After a long time, he sighed, packed up, and ran out of the villa.

Not far from Tianxing Lake Community, there is a park. The park faces the river and is densely wooded. The place is remote and quiet, with winding paths leading to it, which has a somewhat artistic conception.

The park was very quiet, with no one around. Only a few sparrows chirped and jumped around on the treetops from time to time. From time to time, the dead leaves on the branches were shaken off and fluttered, which added a lot of desolation. Qi.

Li Daoqing walked out of the woods and came to stand not far away. A figure was moving in the open space not far from the woods. He was wearing a white sportswear, white sneakers, and a high ponytail. His fists and feet were waving, the void shook, and his figure moved. There are figures everywhere, this person is Tang Zichen.

Li Daoqing looked at the woman who was boxing and did not disturb him. Instead, he walked to a bench not far away and lay down on the bench, preparing to take a rest. He didn't sleep all night last night. He was full of distracting thoughts and a little tired. .

Li Daoqing's body was bent, holding his knees with both hands, like a baby in his mother's belly. His mouth was slightly pouted, his breathing was steady and regular, his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Tang Zichen's ears quietly pricked up, and he heard the regular breathing sound. The movements of his hands were slightly stagnant, and the flowing artistic conception was interrupted. His eyes were bright, and he took advantage of the moment he turned around to glance at Li Daoqing, who was sleeping soundly not far away. A layer of ripples appeared in the depths, breaking the tranquil inner lake. He looked complicated and murmured in his mouth.

"If you have a long noon dream in the secluded window of your love, you will temporarily forget about the world. A gentleman in Huashan Mountain will look for a place to sleep instead of looking for immortals."

"Innocent Sleep, this is the secret of Huashan Sleeping Immortal Chen Tuan. I didn't expect him to know it too!"

Tang Zichen breathed out lightly, and then his eyes were focused on his moving fingers. He stretched out his hand slowly at first, then quickly grabbed it with five fingers, like a crosshair, and then quickly retracted it.

It's like the next time a child fishes in the river. He first slowly puts his hand into the water so that the fish doesn't notice it, and then when he gets close, he suddenly grabs it. The fish was caught.

Tang Zichen swept away the distracting thoughts in his mind and stepped on Bagua steps. His body seemed to be grinding, spinning in circles. His steps were always flat against the ground as he waded out, cautiously, as if he was wading in muddy water. Walk.

This posture is not graceful, but between the movements, the whole body is moving, and the strength is applied to every place, giving people a feeling of excitement. I don’t know how long it took. Tang Zichen suddenly stopped moving, raised his hands to the center of his eyebrows, then slowly pressed down on his abdomen, lightly stepped on the ground with his left foot, and exhaled a long breath.

A long stream of white air shot straight out of Tang Zichen's mouth, like a sudden arrow of air. It was three feet long, condensing and not dissipating, and exhaled into a sword. This was a manifestation of the power of Tang Zichen's internal organs.

"How can a person exhale like this?"

A surprised voice sounded. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy of average height and ordinary appearance stared blankly at the white air exhaled by Tang Zichen. He took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and spit it out fiercely. , his face turned red, and he couldn't do such a thing like exhaling his breath and turning it into a sword.

This young man seemed to be a little introverted and taciturn, but he was extremely stubborn. He took a deep breath again without believing in evil, followed Tang Zichen's example, and spit it out hard, only to form a cloud of white mist in front of him. Then it dissipated, unable to form an air arrow at all.

The young man still refused to give up, with a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes. He took out a few deep breaths until he had difficulty breathing in his chest, stars in his eyes, and felt dizzy.

There was a look of surprise in the young man's eyes. He turned his eyes slightly and lowered his head. He didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly walked out of the woods and walked towards Tang Ziyan. He was shy and shy, showing a bit of uneasiness. After a long time, he asked .

"Sister, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? Why can you exhale like that?"

As he spoke, the young man opened his mouth and exhaled deeply again to demonstrate. There was curiosity and uneasiness in his eyes. It could be seen that just asking this question in a conversation had exhausted the courage in the young man's heart. If If Tang Zichen shows a slight hint of dissatisfaction and alienation, the young man will retreat and will never have any more entanglements with Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen had a feeling in his heart and frowned slightly. For some reason, he looked very pleasing to the young man in front of him. He had a faint smile on his face, which was so bright and moving that the shy young man blushed and lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

"What I do is martial arts."

The young man was confused. His academic performance was a mess. It was absolutely impossible for him to be admitted to university in the college entrance examination. Fortunately, he didn't like reading. He often read some martial arts novels, such as The Legend of the Condor Heroes and The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and he was very obsessed with it. Regardless of the fact that his parents were laid off, he only earned 2,000 yuan a month by doing odd jobs to support his studies.

Young people who are very familiar with martial arts novels have only heard of martial arts such as "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms", "Toad Kung Fu", etc., although they also know that these things are fictional. But he had never heard of martial arts.

The young man recalled the scene of Tang Zichen practicing just now. He felt that it was different from the karate, taekwondo, Muay Thai, Sanda and other martial arts he had seen before. It was very magical. Maybe it was Tang Zichen's kind attitude that gave him courage. The young man asked again .

"What is martial arts?"

Tang Zichen had a faint smile on his face and his attitude was very gentle. He was not at all like the most amazing woman in the world, the founder of the Tang Sect and a boxing master who had killed countless people. He replied softly.

"Martial arts that only kill enemies without performing are called national martial arts."

The young man was startled and very excited. He felt that these words were very domineering and powerful. His eyes were busy and he looked at Tang Zichen expectantly and begged.

"Sister, can you teach me Chinese martial arts?"

Tang Zichen was stunned for a moment, and the feeling deep in his soul became stronger and stronger. He looked at the young man up and down erratically, frowned slightly, and said.

"We are destined to meet each other. Now that you have spoken, I can't teach you everything. What is your name?"

The young man's eyes were filled with joy. He didn't expect that the beautiful elder sister in front of him was so kind and actually agreed to teach him Chinese martial arts. He quickly replied.

"My name is Wang Chao. I am sixteen years old and a sophomore in high school. What is my sister's name?"

That's right, this young man is Wang Chao, who will break the void, become indestructible, and achieve the reputation of being the invincible king. He does not have the overbearing, unruly, ferocious and cruel behavior in the future. Today, he is just a shy, rebellious, and stubborn young man. A scumbag who always wants to get ahead and become a master.

Li Daoqing, who was sleeping soundly not far away, suddenly woke up. Two rays of light shot out from his eyes. The light of his soul was strong. He noticed that there was something strange between heaven and earth. It was this strangeness that affected Tang Zichen's mind and made her Introducing Wang Chao into the world of Chinese martial arts.

"Yuanshi Heavenly King, a spirit actually spans time and space and affects this demon-free world!"

Muttering to himself, his voice was so low that Tang Zichen not far away did not hear it. Li Daoqing looked a bit stern. After saying that, he closed his eyes again and fell into a child's sleep, ignoring the relationship between Tang Zichen and Wang Chao. of communication.

"My name is Tang Zichen!"

Tang Zichen reported his name very calmly, without any intention of hiding it, and looked at the shy young man in front of him with a smile.

Wang Chao's face was reddish. He looked up at the eldest sister in front of him and found that not only was she very beautiful, but her skin was pink and smooth without any flaws, like jade, glowing with gleaming light. , just like the statue of the fairy sister in Tian Long Ba Bu, it is shockingly beautiful and has endless charm.

Tang Zichen was naturally aware of the admiration of the young man in front of him, and didn't take it to heart. The young man was just in love, and he knew that he admired Shao Ai, so there was no need to take it seriously.

"Your foundation is not good. You have never practiced before. Your waist, legs and feet are thin. If you want to learn, let me teach you the horse stance first."

Wang Chao was greatly disappointed when he heard this. He thought that he could be taught a set of peerless magical skills, and from then on he entered a cheating life, becoming invincible and looking down on the world. Just like the protagonist in a novel, he achieved an invincible life along the way and was admired by the world. , more than ten thousand people.

"Ah, horse step, doesn't everyone know it? Do you still need to learn it?"

Wang Chao's face was full of reluctance. He was not a person who liked to endure hardship. Otherwise, why would his academic performance be so poor? Just looking at the beautiful and noble eldest sister in front of him, he still suppressed his disappointment.

Tang Zichen took two steps back. She was such a shrewd person with first-rate wisdom. How could she not see that Wang Chao looked down on Ma Bu? She straightened her expression and said.

"In that case, you take a horse stance first and let me take a look!"

Wang Chao immediately took action, his steps were shoulder-width apart, his knees were bent and extended, his arms were straightened, his eyes were looking forward, motionless, but quite stable, looking presentable, with a bit of pride and pride on his face. Colorful, he looked at Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen just had a faint smile on his face and remained silent, watching Wang Chao quietly.

But after a while, Wang Chao's legs were trembling and the pain was unbearable. His arms were tilted downwards as if they were hanging a thousand kilograms of weight. Hot sweat broke out on his forehead. His waist also hurt so much that he couldn't support it anymore. My legs felt weak for a while, and I sat down on the ground, rubbing my sore lower back with both hands, like a middle-aged and elderly person with kidney deficiency.

After a while, Wang Chao stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Tang Zichen with some embarrassment, and asked.

"Sister Chen, am I doing it right?"

Wang Chao knew how to get close, so he called her Sister Shangchen, and his face was as thick as that of Li Daoqing.

Tang Zichen shook his head, with a cold expression on his face. He glanced at Li Daoqing, who was still sleeping not far away, and then he continued with a flash of something strange.

"If you stand motionless like this, you will only strain your lumbar muscles. Horse step, horse step, the important thing is the word "horse", you must make a horse."

Tang Zichen is a great master of boxing and has an incomparable profound understanding of Chinese martial arts. The words he taught Wang Chao were exactly the same as when Taoist Xuanyuan taught Li Daoqing the horse stance.

Wang Chao's understanding is not as good as Li Daoqing's, and he cannot be a genius who can be taught everything. He has a puzzled look on his face and is confused. His mind is full of greetings. His eyes are dizzy and he asks doubtfully.

"What do you mean by pulling out a horse?"

Tang Zichen had a serious expression on his face, and a sharp aura rose from his body, like a female general on an endless battlefield, majestic and heroic, and said in a deep voice.

"Have you ever seen anyone riding a horse?"

"When a person makes a galloping horse, his body rises and falls with the horse. Horse steps are the foundation of boxing skills that the sages learned from riding horses. Therefore, when standing, you should also stand and fall together, and a horse will appear out of thin air."

"When a person makes a horse gallop, the ups and downs of energy are dependent on the horse, so there is no kung fu, but it is different on flat ground. Your ups and downs of energy are equivalent to integrating the horse into your body. You stand motionless, The whole weight of the body is placed on the knees, and if you squat for a long time, you will definitely have problems with your knees."

Wang Chao showed an unexpected look, his eyes full of surprise. He had never thought that it was just a well-known horse stance, but there were so many mysteries in it. If he hadn't met a famous teacher, he would have thought it over. It is impossible to know the secret. Zha Mabu will inevitably cause lumbar muscle strain and will not exercise the body at all.