I have a role in the heavens

Zhao Guangrong used all his strength to gain the slight upper hand, and naturally he would not waste this hard-won opportunity. With seven-star steps under his feet and his body like a stream of light, he chased after Wang Chao and took advantage of your illness to kill you. Like tarsal maggots.

Wang Chao looked at Zhao Guangrong's figure getting closer and closer in his sight, stepped down suddenly, clasped his hands round, and lifted it up violently, the ground shook, the earth shook, and the mountains shook, as if he was holding a thousand-pound weight in his hands The heavy shot put was thrown upwards and hit the oncoming Zhao Guangrong. It was like a Sakyamuni throwing an elephant. The force was extremely strong, but it was extremely gentle and did not hurt the elephant's life at all.

Zhao Guangrong was shocked. Wang Chao's move showed really good skills. Even he, the president of the Nanyang Martial Arts Center, had to admit that he couldn't do it.

Wang Chao's move is a combination of hardness and softness, with harmonious strength and a vague sense of energy, making people at a loss as to what to do and unable to grasp his breath at all.

Zhao Guangrong's body stagnated. Following Wang Chao's Wuji style, his whole body was like a fallen leaf, moving with the wind, without strength. His figure was strange and elegant, like an invertebrate, and his bones were incredibly soft. .

Wang Chao seemed to have anticipated Zhao Guangrong's response. A little under his feet, a spider stepped on the water. His body was agile and quick. He rushed up and was at Zhao Guangrong's side in the blink of an eye. His right hand was stretched out, and his five fingers were like sharp swords. , stabbed towards Zhao Guangrong's temple, the edge was exposed, and the sword wind was extremely sharp.

Zhao Guangrong's sun sunken for a moment, feeling the faint stinging pain, his energy and blood surged, his eyes widened, as if two rays of white light were shot out, he let out a light drink, and took a step forward, like a horse, and jumped out , looked back and struck, his arm was like a big iron whip, blasting the air behind him, and swung it towards Wang Chao's head. This was the Tai Chi whip hand, powerful and powerful.

The strong wind caused by this iron whip exploded, causing the hair on Wang Chao's head to become messy and covering his eyes. Wang Chao only relied on his strength to sense, tilted his head back, and the big iron whip happened to come from The strong and overbearing wind passed before my eyes, leaving a red mark on my face, which was painful.

Wang Chao's eyes narrowed, and a cold light suddenly appeared. He leaned forward in a half-crouched position, with light hands and feet, like a big civet cat. He jumped up and pounced towards Zhao Guangrong. This pounce was extremely fast, like a hungry tiger pounces on food. , the movements of his hands changed, his right hand stretched forward, his five fingers came together, and he pointed at the center of Zhao Guangrong's eyebrows, sharp and sharp.

It is recorded in "Zen Master Lingkong's Acupuncture Secrets" that the point between the eyebrows connects to the brain. If you use your fists and fingers to point the injured person, the head will be as big as a bucket, and he will die in three days.

If Zhao Guangrong was hit between the eyebrows by Wang Chao, he would most likely die. At the very least, he would end up in a vegetative state, and life would be worse than death.

How could Zhao Guangrong be willing? His mind was shaken, and he stepped on the cloth gang again. He took a step back, tilted his head back, and avoided the attack on the eyebrow point. He just breathed a sigh of relief when a sudden change occurred. Wang Chao The fingers suddenly extended and stopped an inch in front of Zhao Guangrong's throat.

Zhao Guangrong didn't care. The distance of one inch seemed very short, but in the eyes of martial arts practitioners, it was a huge difference. In a kung fu fight, there was only a thin line, and the gap in kung fu was not so easy to break through.

Zhao Guangrong glanced at Wang Chao's fingers, and was about to change his attack, when suddenly a loud shout came from his ears, the sound was thunderous, which shocked Zhao Guangrong. Wang Chao exploded with strength, dark energy, and volleyed an inch into the air. The force of the blow directly broke the skin of Zhao Guangrong's throat, and a bright red color appeared.

"Tick tock!"

"Tick tock!"

"Tick tock!"

Drops of bright blood fell on the ground. Zhao Guangrong looked at the plum blossoms on the ground with a dead look on his face. The anger in his heart dissipated in an instant. He looked up at Wang Guangrong, who looked calm. Chao, his mouth opened and closed, and a hoarse and harsh voice sounded. Wang Chao's move hurt Zhao Guangrong's vocal cords, making his voice very unpleasant.

"Hit one inch in the air, innate strength!"

"It's really amazing!"

There was a layer of moist water on Wang Chao's fingers. This was caused by the explosion of dark energy, wide open pores, and sweat. With a somewhat proud smile on his face, Wang Chao slowly lowered his arms and said with a smile. .

"Master Zhao, admit it!"

Wang Chao shouted Master Zhao very loudly and looked at Lin Shifeng with a fixed gaze. It was obvious that he was showing off his power and was a counterattack against Lin Shifeng who had made things difficult for him before. It was equivalent to beating Lin Shifeng hard in front of everyone. face.

Lin Shifeng's face was ashen, he clenched his fists and made a squeaking sound, which was the sound of muscles and bones being stressed. He closed his mouth tightly and clenched his teeth, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Lin Shifeng felt his cheeks burning, but he had not lost his mind yet. He was self-aware that he was just a master of Huajin, and his kung fu was much inferior to that of Zhao Guangrong. Even Zhao Guangrong was defeated by Wang Chao, and he was even less so. If he fights with Wang Chao, he will be beaten to death by Wang Chao with three punches and two kicks. How dare he humiliate himself?

Lin Shifeng is also an old man, so he naturally knows that big fists are reasonable, and weak fists are not even qualified to speak, so even though he was unwilling and angry, he still endured it, his face was livid with anger, and he still did not dare to act rashly.

"I lost because my skills were inferior to others!"

Zhao Guangrong's throat was injured. His throat felt like a mouthful of thick phlegm, which was stuck up and down. He couldn't cough or swallow. He felt unspeakably uncomfortable. His face was gray and extremely depressed. He looked at least ten years older. .

Zhao Guangrong's throat was not only blocked, but his heart was also clogged. As a young boy, he practiced the boxing skills passed down from his family. He started to stand on a horse since he was three years old. The first word he recognized was "boxing". Later, when he studied culture, he also memorized the ancient boxing skills. Classics such as "Arm Record", "Lvmengtang Marksmanship", "Earth Dragon Scripture", "Wu Bei Zhi", "Performance New Book", "Cao Jiwu Ten Methods", "Xingyi Quan Lecture Notes", etc., whether it is basic skills or theoretical knowledge. He was very solid. Later, when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, his bones had grown well and he began to practice Qi and boxing. By the time he was in his early twenties, he was already a famous young master. After that, his martial arts improved and he became invincible and never suffered a defeat. Now that I have actually lost, and I have lost so completely, I feel extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Zhao Guangrong has been out of the martial arts world for a long time. Although he values ​​reputation and some things, he does not regard it as life. He pays more attention to interests, so he will not be like some boxers who are ashamed and angry after losing. , commit suicide directly.

Wang Chao cupped his fists and saluted, retreated, and returned to Tang Zichen's side again. He looked at everyone quietly, and his behavior was quite decent.

Tang Zichen's eyes were calm, and he glanced at the defeated Zhao Guangrong. Then his eyes moved and swept over the Tang Sect elders. Everyone felt this extremely oppressive gaze and lowered their heads, not daring to look at her. , bowed his head and proclaimed his vassal, there was no trace of the majesty and domineering power of the princes and kings.

"Is anyone still unconvinced?"

The cold and indifferent voice is pleasant to the ear, like spring water flowing in a mountain stream. It is crystal clear, making people feel cool and all the distracting thoughts in their hearts disappear.

No one answered, and the whole place was silent. There was no sound, and a needle could be heard. Everyone knew that Zhao Guangrong's kung fu was second only to Tang Zichen in the Tang Sect. They were definitely no match, so why should they humiliate themselves.

"In that case, little brother, go ahead and get your eyes lit!"

Tang Zichen withdrew his gaze, glanced sideways at Wang Chao, and said calmly.

Wang Chao was excited, nodded, picked up the cinnabar pen presented by etiquette again, walked up to the lion, dipped it in the bright red cinnabar, and quickly clicked on the two eyes. In an instant, the lion came to life and became agile. Realistic, lifelike, and extremely expressive.

When Tang Zichen saw this, he stood up from the Grand Master's chair for the first time and walked towards the small meeting next to him. Wang Chao followed closely behind him. Zhao Guangrong and others also followed him with complicated expressions and stepped into the conference room. The situation was clear. OK, all that's left is the detailed arrangements.

It wasn't until late at night that everyone came out of the conference room. Tang Zichen took the lead and walked out of Minglun Academy. He suddenly stopped and looked at a figure that appeared not far away. There were a few ripples and waves in his cold and indifferent eyes. Lingyan, her expression moved slightly, her mouth opened slightly, and she asked softly.

"Why are you here?"

Wang Chao's expression changed drastically. He looked at the figure standing not far away. He was handsome, elegant, unparalleled in style, and independent from the world. His brows were furrowed and his face was ashen. He would never forget that person's face for the rest of his life. It was a face he could never forget in his dreams. He was stabbed in the abdomen by Li Daoqing. It hurt for a long time and he suffered a lot.

"You are Li Daoqing!"

Wang Chao looked at the change in Tang Zichen's expression. He still couldn't guess the identity of the person in front of him. The hatred in his heart became even heavier. His eyes were burning and red as he stared at Li Daoqing.

"It turns out that he is the one that Sister Chen falls in love with!"

"It turns out that he is Chen Aiyang's master!"

"It turns out that he is Li Daoqing, the best master in the world!"

Wang Chao screamed at the top of his lungs, burning with endless anger. If he hadn't still had the last bit of reason and knew that he was no match for Li Daoqing, he would have rushed up and killed Li Daoqing.

Li Daoqing's eyes were extremely clear, without any impurities, black and white, like a child's eyes, extremely bright and pure.

Li Daoqing ignored Wang Chao, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and said with a gentle voice.

"Since you have already planned to go into seclusion and seek enlightenment, I will naturally come to pick you up!"

"Let's go back to Wenqu Peak of Wudang Mountain together. Master is still waiting for us!!"

Li Daoqing's realm has long reached the unpredictable realm. When Tang Zichen made the decision to abdicate in favor of others and go into seclusion to seek Taoism, Li Daoqing had a feeling in his heart, so he calculated the time so that Tang Zichen could deal with it. After what happened in Tang Clan, he took her up to Wenqu Peak in Wudang Mountain.

When Tang Zichen heard this, a smile appeared on his cold and ruthless face. It was shallow, but extremely touching, full of joy and joy. He moved his steps and stood side by side with Li Daoqing. He took one last look at everyone in the Tang Sect and said nothing more. He took the initiative. He stretched out his hand and took Li Daoqing's hand, looked at each other, smiled, and walked hand in hand. The dust under his feet turned into blossoming lotus flowers. With one step, it was dozens of meters away. Lotus sprouted step by step, shrinking into an inch. The two people's green hair danced in the wind. Elegant and refined, gradually drifting away.

It is as majestic as Feng Xu riding the wind without knowing where it is going, fluttering as if he has left the world to become immortal independently, a couple of gods and immortals, a match made in heaven, which is enviable.

Wang Chao's expression was ashen and his eyes were full of pain. Tang Zichen followed Li Daoqing after all. Even though he was now the head of the Tang Sect and had enormous power and wealth, he still couldn't feel happy at all. His heart was full of loss and anger. He lowered his head and said to himself with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Break the void and see God, won't you be broken?"

"I will definitely step into this realm, Li Daoqing. I will definitely defeat you in front of the whole world and prove to Sister Chen that I am the best in the world! I am the most suitable person for her!"

Wang Chao felt fierce in his heart, but the desire for power in his heart dissipated at this time, and he made up his mind to pursue the highest realm of national martial arts, achieve the fruit of Bodhi, defeat Li Daoqing, wash away the shame of the day and the hatred of taking his wife, and prove to Tang Zichen that He is the most suitable person for her.

Li Daoqing had been away from Wenqu Peak in Wudang Mountain for several years. He glanced sideways at the beauty beside him, opened the courtyard door, and walked in.

The ancient pine trees still stood in the courtyard, lush and lush. Taoist Xuanyuan was sitting under the ancient trees, playing with a purple clay pot in his hand. He would take a sip from time to time and let out a pleasant sigh. Suddenly he heard the sound of the door being opened and he couldn't help but raise his head. Looking at it, he was slightly stunned, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face, but he cursed unceremoniously.

"You little brat, you are so wild. You have been down the mountain for several years and you have never come back once. You are so heartless!"

Taoist Xuanyuan was unrelenting, complaining and cursing. Without any delay, he stood up and faced Li Daoqing. After looking up and down for a few times, he hugged Li Daoqing and patted Li Daoqing's back hard with his thick arms.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were bursts of noises, but his men used some strength. Li Daoqing looked at the excited master, with a smile on his face, and hugged the old man tightly.

Taoist Xuanyuan is already old. Although Li Daoqing helps him take care of himself, he is still a lot older. His beard and hair are all white, and his figure is a bit stooped. Fortunately, his face is rosy, his skin is tight, he is still strong, and his speech is strong. It's perfect, and it won't be a problem to live for another few decades.

Taoist Xuanyuan let go of Li Daoqing, and then looked at Tang Zichen, who had a clear and beautiful face, and what was more rare was that he had a noble temperament, elegant and refined, as cold as a fairy, which made people feel ashamed.

Taoist Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with surprise. He had seen a lot in his life. He had met so many people. He had never seen such a beautiful woman. He didn't know where his disciple came from.

"Zi Chen, this is my master!"

With a somewhat proud look on his face, Li Daoqing raised his eyebrows at Taoist Xuanyuan, as if to show off, and then introduced him to Tang Zichen.

Tang Zichen bent his waist, saluted with both hands, and his voice was elegant, cold, sweet and clear.

"Tang Zichen has met the master!"

The smile on Taoist Xuanyuan's face was like a blooming flower, brilliant and gorgeous, and the corners of his mouth reached to his ears. The title "Master" sounded so pleasant to his ears, which made him excited. He quickly helped Tang Zichen up and praised him. road.

"Good boy, why are you giving such a big gift? Get up quickly!"

Now that Tang Zichen has made up his mind to become a Taoist couple with Li Daoqing, he will naturally not be ambiguous. He will directly address Taoist Xuanyuan as master, without the coyness of an ordinary little woman. He is capable and cheerful, without any pretense or embarrassment.

This kind of character greatly admired Taoist Xuanyuan, who was already generous. His eyes turned into slits when he smiled, and his beard stood up. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with this apprentice's wife.

"You have been blessed for eight lifetimes, and you have found such a beautiful wife!"

"When you said you wanted to find the most beautiful woman in the world as your wife, I thought you were just lying. But now it seems that you have really fulfilled your original promise!"

Back then, Li Daoqing was held hostage by the murderer Wang Hu during the Wudang Mountain prayer ceremony. Wang Hu wanted to drag Li Daoqing to death with him. Li Daoqing ridiculed Wang Hu for being too ugly and promised that he would go to hell with the most beautiful woman in the world in the future. This was revealed by Taoist Xuanyuan After knowing it, he made fun of Li Daoqing a lot.

Tang Zichen's eyes flashed with curiosity and he looked at Li Daoqing, half-smiling but not smiling, as if he was teasing Li Daoqing.

Li Daoqing was extremely thick-skinned. He was not ashamed but proud of it. He complimented with a bright smile on his face.

"Zi Chen, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Tang Zichen looked at Taoist Xuanyuan who was showing a joking smile. He felt a little shy and rolled his eyes at Li Daoqing angrily. He was so charming and charming, touching people's hearts and confusing people's minds.

Since then, Tang Zichen has lived in the Taoist temple, and he and Li Daoqing have stayed together and become a couple of gods. Together, they pursue the mysteries of the Tao and understand the laws of heaven and earth.

Tang Zichen's mental and spiritual cultivation is second only to Li Daoqing in the world, and far surpasses Ba Liming and Chen Aiyang. However, he can cultivate the path opened by Li Daoqing. The visualization spirit is self-sufficient, and he does not ask for it from outside. His cultivation is becoming more and more mysterious. Gradually, He has surpassed the highest level of national martial arts and embarked on the path of showing himself as a saint in front of others and relying on his own methods.

On this day, the bright sun shone brightly across the sky. At the top of Wenqu Peak, Tang Zichen sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into the depths of his soul. He had no thoughts, no help, no thoughts, and his thoughts were silent and vague.

A spiritual pool three feet long and wide appeared. The water in the pool was crystal clear, and vitality emanated from it. There was a green lotus in the pool. The flowers were in ninth grade, and there were dewdrops on the petals. They were round and crystal clear. It dripped along the edge of the petals and hit the green lotus leaves. The water in the pool rippled slightly, and the green lotus swayed with it. It was holy and noble and should not be played with.

Tang Zichen slowly opened his eyes, with a calm expression. There was a green lotus disappearing deep in his eyes, like an illusion. He slowly exhaled a breath of white air. The white air gathered and turned into the shape of a lotus. Even if the mountain wind was violent, it still condensed. It doesn't go away, it's very magical.