I have a role in the heavens

Tang Zichen made a breakthrough, achieved the fruit of Bodhi, achieved the realm of gods, broke the void, and saw the immortality of gods.

When a god dies, a new god is born, and the way of heaven rotates, which is indeed mysterious.

Li Daoqing held Tang Zichen's beautiful palm, and the two walked on the waves, leaving only the remains of the leader of the god assassination group sitting on the spot. With the rise and fall of the tide, they gradually poured into the sea and disappeared between heaven and earth. between.

There was a faint sparkle in Chen Aiyang's eyes. He walked along the beach and looked at the traces of fighting left on the ground. Two figures emerged in his mind, one man and one woman. The two of them frequently made wonderful moves, each with its own subtlety and strength. , coping with moves, scheming and wisdom are all the best choices. Chen Aiyang continued to deduce the fighting scenes between the two parties and put himself into it. Gradually, another figure appeared in his mind and joined the fight between the two. People attack each other, you come and I go. Just two people joined forces and turned against each other in an instant. They attacked each other. It was a chaotic battle between three people. The fight was full of excitement and excitement.

Chen Aiyang searched for clues with his eyes, not missing a single detail. After reading one location, he rushed to the next location, tracking and deducing all the way, fighting with the two masters of Chinese martial arts in his mind, and turning it into a The background is amazing. As firewood in the future, it will ignite the flames, light up the void, break the shackles, and achieve the state of seeing God and being indestructible.

Chen Aiyang looked focused and held his breath. His eyes were like a hawk, sharp and bright. He did not miss any details of the fight. He used all his wisdom to deduce the changes in the moves of both sides. However, this is a beach after all, and the tide rises and falls, leaving many marks of the fight. has disappeared. Even with Chen Aiyang's wisdom and experience, he cannot deduce all the details of the fight, and he feels extremely regretful.

The two people fighting against each other are both the top masters in the world. They are full of wisdom in terms of physical strength, qi and blood, spiritual realm, spiritual cultivation, and changes in strength. If Chen Aiyang can deduce all the details of the fight between the two, it will be enough for Chen Aiyang to save money. In one year's time, entering the realm of breaking the void and seeing the gods as indestructible as early as possible is definitely a great opportunity for good fortune for Chen Aiyang, which is more useful than obtaining any secret boxing manual.

Unfortunately, God did not fulfill his wish, and the tide washed away many of the marks. Chen Aiyang could only glimpse about forty-five percent of the secrets. Even so, he was amazed.

"These two people are really terrifying and powerful, and they are even more powerful than me. I can sustain at most fifty or sixty moves under them, and I will be defeated!"

Just as thoughts emerged in Chen Aiyang's mind and he was immersed in the deduction of this battle, a man and a woman came hand in hand, walking on the waves, like divine companions, a match made in heaven.

Li Daoqing pulled Tang Zichen to stop in front of Chen Aiyang. He looked down at him intently and observed the traces left by the battle. He understood clearly in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, showing a look of satisfaction. Children can be taught, and they have such smart disciples. , that is, to save worry, draw inferences from one instance, and know ten things after hearing them.

"Ahem!"

Li Daoqing covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed twice, waking up Chen Aiyang who was deep in thought.

Only then did Chen Aiyang notice that the master had arrived. He glanced at Tang Zichen beside him and was slightly startled. Then his eyes stopped at their clasped hands. He lowered his head in embarrassment, bowed slightly, and said very respectfully.

"Master!"

"Master's wife!"

Chen Aiyang hesitated a little for the last name, but finally shouted out bravely, and instantly felt two eyes staring at him. A gentle and gentle one makes Chen Aiyang feel like he is bathed in the spring breeze, and a cold and cold one makes people fall into the Nine Netherworld, feeling chilled.

For the first time, Chen Aiyang felt that being sensitive was not a good thing. Although the master's approving gaze made him feel very comfortable, the master's temper seemed not to be very good. Her gaze was too cold, making him feel like he was in a state of water and fire. In the middle, it was extremely painful.

At the same time, Chen Aiyang's heart trembled, and he noticed the oppressive feeling brought by Tang Zichen's gaze. This was a sign of strong mental state and spiritual cultivation.

A vague feeling of familiarity arose in Chen Aiyang's heart, as if Qi Ji had sensed it from somewhere. His eyes turned, and his gaze swept across the traces of a struggle. A flash of lightning flashed, and Chen Aiyang's expression became enlightened.

"It turns out that the master's wife is one of the protagonists of this war, but now that she and the master have returned, the other one may have died, which makes people sigh!"

Although Chen Aiyang knew that the other person was extremely powerful and had probably reached the realm of seeing gods and being indestructible, and had achieved Bodhi, he still firmly believed that the other person had fallen.

The reason why Chen Aiyang made this judgment is very simple. It is because his master Li Daoqing's strength has surpassed the supreme level of national martial arts and is unpredictable. Even a great master who breaks the void and sees that God is indestructible will never be able to escape from him. There is only one way to fall.

Chen Aiyang was convinced of this. After Ba Li proved to be the supreme master of Chinese martial arts, he once told him personally that he was definitely no match for Li Daoqing's ten moves. Facing Li Daoqing, he didn't even have a glimmer of hope.

Ba Liming described Li Daoqing's state as being like the eternity of the moon, the rising of the sun, the mountains looking up and stopping, and the scenery walking still. Although I can't come, my heart yearns for it.

Ba Liming's description already shows that Li Daoqing's level of strength is terrifying and unfathomable. He is no longer a mortal, he has truly become an immortal!

Tang Zichen glared at Li Daoqing with a playful smile, somewhat annoyed by Chen Aiyang's name. He took out his fair and slender hand from Li Daoqing's palm, stepped out, and his elegant and refined figure ran forward, disappearing under the night sky in the blink of an eye.

Li Daoqing didn't take Tang Zichen's slight embarrassment seriously. He reached out and patted Chen Aiyang's shoulder, who looked weird, and praised with a smile.

"Well done! Let's call it that from now on!"

Chen Aiyang nodded stiffly, complaining secretly in his heart. He seemed to have offended the future master's wife just now, but he couldn't blame him. The master had a destiny, how could he dare to violate it as a disciple? In the future, he would still have to bite the bullet and call him master's wife.

"If you offend Master, you will get a cold stare at most, but if you offend Master, you have to be careful about how he puts small shoes on you. It is the lesser of two evils. It is better to offend Master than to offend Master. "

Chen Aiyang was making secret calculations in his heart, complaining about Li Daoqing's pettiness, but for some reason a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look.

Sure enough, Li Daoqing's eyes flashed with danger, and he looked at Chen Aiyang strangely. He touched the stubble on his chin with his right hand and said lightly.

"Why do I always feel like you're saying bad things about me in your heart!"

Chen Aiyang was shocked by Li Daoqing's words. He was an honest gentleman, gentle and elegant, with a flustered expression. He hurriedly moved his hands, with a hint of guilt in his tone, his eyes avoided, and he did not dare to look at Li Daoqing, denying it.

"The disciple definitely did not complain about the master's pettiness in his heart!"

Li Daoqing's face turned dark instantly, his face drooped, and he was gloomy. Isn't this because there are no three hundred taels of silver in this place?

"You kid, you are so brave, you actually dare to program Master in your mind!"

"Master, I didn't do this on purpose, please be merciful!"

As soon as Chen Aiyang said the words he just said, he realized what he was doing. He said what was in his heart. He looked like he was going to be punished. He had a bitter look on his face, as if he had eaten a lemon. After swallowing a bitter melon, I felt infinite sadness in my heart.

Li Daoqing ignored Chen Aiyang's plea for mercy, and slowly stretched out his right hand, and pointed his middle finger on Chen Aiyang's eyebrows. This process was extremely slow, but an irresistible and unavoidable feeling arose in Chen Aiyang's heart, and his body seemed to be frozen. No matter how anxious his mind was, he couldn't make his body move. He could only close his eyes obediently and wait for Li Daoqing's finger to tap his forehead.

"I will punish you within two years, and you must step into the realm where you can break the void and see the immortality of God!"

A clear and sweet voice sounded in Chen Aiyang's mind. Following this voice came a memory, Li Daoqing's memory.

This memory is all the scenes of the fight between Tang Zichen and the leader of the god assassination group. This is the opportunity prepared by Li Daoqing for Chen Aiyang, in order to allow him to enter the highest realm of martial arts as soon as possible and achieve the fruit of Bodhi.

Chen Aiyang was intoxicated, attracted by the changes in the moves and wisdom of the two people fighting in his memory. Just thinking that Li Daoqing was still there, he reluctantly opened his eyes, and with endless gratitude, he bowed to Li Daoqing sincerely. Thank you.

"Disciple, thank you, Master, for your help!"

Li Daoqing nodded with satisfaction, his body flashed, and the afterimage passed by. His true body had already rushed towards the distant night sky, leaving only a sound, clear and long, echoing on the sea surface for a long time.

"Hahahahaha!"

"That shout from Master Madam just now was good, this should be considered as your reward!"

Chen Aiyang couldn't help but smile bitterly. He turned around and looked back. The water lotus dissipated and the afterimages faded. Li Daoqing's true body had already disappeared from Chen Aiyang's sight. He didn't know where he was!

Li Daoqing ran all the way and caught up with the purple figure speeding ahead. The moonlight fell, covering Tang Zichen with a layer of silver gauze. The glistening light was like a dream, making it even more cold and holy.

Li Daoqing and Tang Zichen stopped and looked at each other. Li Daoqing's head moved slightly closer, and a shadow enveloped Tang Zichen's sight. His cold and clear eyes slowly closed, and a warm breath came closer.

Li Daoqing's lips were printed on the red lips. They were cold and sweet, pink, plump and elastic, like tasting jelly.

Tang Zichen closed his eyes tightly, hugged Li Daoqing's waist tightly with his arms, and responded awkwardly and awkwardly. A faint blush climbed onto his cheeks, bright and charming, and the most gentle and touching lowering of his head.

After a long time, the lips parted, Li Daoqing looked at the shy Tang Zichen and asked softly.

"Would you like to go back to Wudang Shangwenqufeng Taoist Temple with me?"

Tang Zichen returned to reason and turned into the cold moon god again. There were faint ripples in his calm eyes, and he shook his head firmly and said.

"It's not yet time, Tang Clan can't live without me!"

Nanyang Tang Sect is currently fighting fiercely with the local rulers, and the fight is fierce. Naturally, it cannot do without the command of Tang Zichen, the sect leader, so Tang Zichen rejected Li Daoqing again.

Li Daoqing showed a look that was indeed the case. Tang Zichen's answer did not exceed his expectations. He had long known that Tang Zichen would definitely refuse.

Since Li Daoqing knows the answer, why do he still ask? This is his trick. No matter how cold and rational a woman is, she will hope that her lover will cherish and value her. A woman can refuse, but a man must say it, otherwise there will be trouble. Some minor conflicts arise.

Tang Zichen may be feeling guilty, with a hint of apology in his eyes. The sea breeze blew by, and the black hair fluttered, blocking his sight. Tang Zichen took out a peach wood hairpin from his sleeve, pulled up his hair, and inserted it into the black hair.

Li Daoqing's eyes rested on the peach wood hairpin, and he immediately understood the thoughts of the beautiful woman in front of him. This was the thought he had left for Tang Zichen. She put it on her head in front of him. What it meant was self-evident.

There was a hint of shyness in Tang Zichen's heart. She had a cold temperament and was indifferent to love between men and women. She made such a move tonight to show Li Daoqing that her heart was promised. It was really embarrassing for her, and her small pink ears turned red.

Li Daoqing was not an ignorant person. He put his right hand deep into his sleeve, took out a purse, opened it, and a strand of black hair appeared in front of the two of them.

This was what Li Daoqing cut off Tang Zichen's head that day. It was a testimony of their love and the thoughts that Tang Zichen left for Li Daoqing.

The two of them are in love with each other, and there is a touch of joy in their eyes. Being in love with each other is definitely the most beautiful thing in the world.

The two of them stayed on the beach for more than a long time. A big fireball jumped out of the horizon. The avenue was red and the sky was filled with rays. The shadows of the two appeared on the ground and they hugged each other.

Tang Zichen took a deep look at Li Daoqing, determination flashed in his eyes, and broke away from Li Daoqing's arms. Finally, he took a deep look at Li Daoqing, keeping his appearance in his heart, and turned around and left without looking back, firmly With his footsteps and raised waist, Tang Zichen once again became the all-powerful leader of the Tang Sect, a person who was feared by even the American military.

Li Daoqing watched the graceful figure disappear from sight, shook his head and smiled bitterly, stepped out, found the direction, and prepared to cross the sea and return to the Chinese mainland.

As for Chen Aiyang, Li Daoqing has no intention of letting him go back this time. After all, the Chen Group still needs him to control it, and the Nanyang Tang Sect also needs his support to help transport weapons and supplies.

In the small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, the autumn colors are getting thicker, and the autumn wind is sharper, blowing off the leaves of the jujube trees in the courtyard. The weather is gradually getting colder, especially in the early morning, when the cold dew is so heavy that people have to put on extra clothes. Against the cold.

Li Daoqing also moved the recliner into the corridor and watched the fallen leaves falling slowly. Ba Liming sat opposite him, sipping tea and holding a boxing book in his hand. These were all the secret books he had snatched back then, many of them They are all secrets that are not passed down by various sects. If it were not for his exquisite boxing skills and profound kung fu, he would have been beaten to death by these sects long ago. There is no room for him. He has been hiding in a prison cell for thirty years, studying hard and practicing hard. He became a great master of Gang Jin.

The Boxing Sutra in Ba Liming's hand is a secret that is not passed down from the Shaolin Temple. The unique killing moves such as "Antelope Hanging Horns" and "Fragrant Elephant Crossing the River" recorded in it have been lost even in the Shaolin Temple. Now only Ba Liming Got it.

"My two feet follow wherever they go, and my spirit always follows the air. Sometimes I am drunk by the four elements, and I ask the sky who am I?"

This is what Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Religion, said. It means how to practice walking meditation. The true meaning of the Xiangxiang crossing the river lies in it.

Li Daoqing's faint voice sounded in Ba Liming's ears. His expression moved slightly, he tasted it carefully, nodded, and couldn't help but admire it.

"One Dharma is universal, all Dharmas are universal. Just by listening to me talk about Xiang Xiang's move across the river, you can reveal the true meaning of it!"

"It's really amazing. At your level, martial arts are everywhere in the world. In your eyes, there are no secrets anymore!"

Li Daoqing's martial arts training is so profound that even if it is a lost stunt in Shaolin Temple, as long as he knows the name, he can deduce it, and it will definitely not be worse than the authentic martial arts, or even surpass it.

Ba Liming understood that Li Daoqing's state had reached a level that was unprecedented and unprecedented. Even if Sakyamuni was reborn, Bodhidharma, and Zhang Sanfeng were reincarnated, they would definitely not be Li Daoqing's opponent. He could defeat him with three punches and two kicks. They killed anyone who could surpass Li Daoqing. There had never been anyone in the past, and there would never be anyone again in the future.

"You left that boy Chen Aiyang in Singapore. You are not afraid that he will not be able to break through within two years!"

Ba Liming put down the boxing book in his hand, his expression straightened, and there was a bit of curiosity in his eyes, wondering why Li Daoqing did this.

"The Tang Sect has encountered a little trouble in Nanyang. I don't want Zichen to work too hard, so I will release Ai Yang to help her share the burden. As for whether he can break through within two years?"

"I have no doubt about this. Chen Aiyang is my disciple, Li Daoqing. Two years is enough for him to step into the realm of breaking the void and seeing the gods as indestructible!"

Li Daoqing's tone was full of confidence, and he was certain that Chen Aiyang could reach the highest level of martial arts, achieve a perfect body, and achieve Bodhi within two years, as if that was a trivial matter that was not worth mentioning and there was no need to worry at all.

Ba Liming cried and laughed and shook his head. The supreme state of Chinese martial arts has not been achieved by many people throughout the ages. According to Li Daoqing, it is as simple as eating and drinking. It can be achieved by one person. If other people who practice boxing are allowed I know, I'm afraid I'm going to say that Li Daoqing is exaggerating and bragging.

However, Ba Liming was convinced that, not to mention Li Daoqing's magical powers, Chen Aiyang himself was extremely qualified, stunningly talented, a proud son of heaven, and an absolute genius in martial arts.

It is already certain that Chen Aiyang will reach the highest level of Chinese martial arts. Bali will be sure of this tomorrow morning. It is just a matter of how long it will take.

While the two were chatting, the sky gradually darkened. Zhou Binglin returned to the small courtyard angrily. Looking at his dark cheeks, it was clear that he must have been abused again, which made Li Daoqing and Ba Liming laugh. Not only that, Zhou Binglin glared at him, life was suddenly so interesting.