Stunning beauty

into the night.

Li Yuan, East Hospital.

In Chang Yu's room, Li Ziye looked at the pile of spells on the table and asked, "How's it going?"

"It's basically done."

Chang Yu replied truthfully, "However, it is still immature and needs to be perfected. Give me another year or a half, and it will definitely be close to perfection."

"I can't wait, give me a hundred first, just to make do with it." Li Ziye demanded.

"One hundred?"

Chang Yu was taken aback, and said, "Li Jiaoxi, are you trying to exhaust me to death?"

"It's only a hundred, not many."

Li Ziye smiled and said, "I'll come and pick it up before sunset tomorrow, so stay up all night and hold on tight."

"In such a hurry?"

Chang Yu asked in surprise, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's about adults, children, don't ask questions, just concentrate on drawing your talisman." Li Ziye replied perfunctorily.

"A hundred cards is impossible."

Chang Yu said helplessly, "In such a short period of time, even if everything is complete, at most ten pictures can be drawn."

"so little?"

Li Ziye frowned, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Ten cards should be ten. Don't have any defective products. If this thing falls off at a critical moment, I'll die."

"Professor Li can rest assured that Chang Yu's product must be a high-quality product!" Chang Yu patted his chest and said confidently.

"Reliable."

Li Ziye responded, without further words, turned and walked to the inner room.

back room.

An unkempt old man was holding a pile of books, turning them over and over again, his bloodshot eyes looked a little scary, obviously he hadn't slept for a long time.

"Old Zhao."

Li Ziye looked at the old man in the house and called out.

"Let it go!"

Zhao Tianlin raised his head and said impatiently.

"Has there been any progress?" Li Ziye asked.

"It's only been two days, and there's some progress."

Zhao Tianlin responded irritably, "You are urging your life."

Li Ziye stepped forward and said calmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, please study slowly. I just came over to have a look. By the way, I will give Mr. Zhao a set of exercises for his reference."

"Gong method?"

Zhao Tianlin frowned, and replied, "This old man is not short of skills."

When he was a Confucian scholar, he casually read the exercises of the Buddhist scriptures tower, and he vomited.

"This one is different."

Li Ziye took out a kung fu method from his pocket, put it on the table, and said, "Old Zhao, you can refer to it carefully, it should be helpful for you to create the secret art of Qi meridian."

"Oh?"

Hearing the words, Zhao Tianlin showed a strange expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to open the exercises on the table. When he saw the contents inside, his eyes narrowed.

One finger!

"Ordinary martial arts are all about manipulation of true qi. Only this fingering method will temporarily strengthen the fingers with true qi when making a move."

Li Ziye explained, "So, I think this exercise may be able to inspire you, Mr. Zhao."

"One finger from heaven and man, the power to kill gods."

Zhao Tianlin stared at the Li family boy in front of him, and asked with a complicated expression, "Aren't you afraid that the old man will take this exercise as his own?"

Heaven and man point out that it is not a common practice like Feixianjue. Even in those years when he was a scholar, he never had the chance to see this practice. He only saw sporadic references to this practice in some fragments. record of the law.

This is the legend, the real Taoist top martial art, although it only has one move, it has gained a great reputation in the era of gods and chaos.

"Martial arts, isn't it just for learning?"

Li Ziye replied nonchalantly, "If no one learns it, then what's the use of it, Mr. Zhao wants to learn it, or pass it on to others, whatever you want, I have no objection."

If it weren't for the relatively high difficulty of getting started with this thing, he would still study Tai Chi Jin, and directly teach the heavenly beings to the people of the world. At that time, no matter the monster race or the gods, as long as they dare to come to the world to make trouble, they will kill them with one finger.

Zhao Tianlin was stunned for a moment after hearing what the boy in front of him said. After a while, he came back to his senses and said softly, "You are indeed different from ordinary people."

This kind of heart is not even inferior to the Confucian leader who is a sage in the world.

"I know I'm like a firefly in the dark, so dazzling, but Mr. Zhao, let's continue talking about business."

Li Ziye directly ignored the nonsense of the old man in front of him, and said seriously, "Although the concepts of the One Finger of Heaven and Man and the Qi Sutra have similarities, the primary and secondary are obviously different. Mr. Zhao, you have to make a groundbreaking breakthrough."

"Leave it to the old man."

Zhao Tianlin looked at the exercises on the table, and said in a concentrated voice, "The old man probably already has some direction. The shortest is three or two months, and the longest is a year or so. It will definitely let you see a brand new Qijing. I dare not Speaking of perfection, at least, it is better than the handicapped work of the South Vietnamese royal family."

"Old Zhao is mighty and domineering!"

Li Ziye gave a compliment, then bowed his hands respectfully, and said softly, "Please."

"Crap."

Seeing this, Zhao Tianlin frowned slightly, waved his hand, and said, "If you have nothing to do, hurry up, the old man is busy."

Li Ziye straightened up and said with a smile, "This junior will leave."

After speaking, Li Ziye didn't stay any longer and walked away.

Outside the courtyard, the moon and stars are scarce, and the night sky is so beautiful.

When Li Ziye came to the courtyard, Mao Nanfeng also happened to open the door of the laboratory. The two looked at each other and nodded in greeting.

"When will you be back?" Mao Nanfeng asked.

"Win and come back."

Li Ziye replied, "The sage is about to die, and the world can't afford it."

"Think about yourself?"

Mao Nanfeng continued to ask, "You should know how bad your situation is."

"I thought about it."

Li Ziye nodded and replied, "Do your best, I can't figure out what the result will be."

"If possible, think about yourself."

Mao Nanfeng said seriously, "You have done enough for this Li family and this world."

"I'm not the savior."

Li Ziye smiled slightly, and replied, "I'm just doing what I think is right. If I accidentally save the world, it's just a matter of convenience."

"I don't want to persuade you much."

Mao Nanfeng reminded, "Anyway, come back early."

"it is good."

Li Ziye responded, and immediately left the East courtyard.

In the courtyard, Mao Nanfeng looked at the former's back and sighed softly in his heart.

He declared that he was not the savior, but he was doing his best to leave the last hope for this world.

Digging coal mines, researching the Underworld, going north to punish the gods, renewing the lives of sages, granting martial arts to the world... everything is so extraordinary, and while he was doing all these things, he gradually exhausted his energy.

Manpower is limited, and wisdom is easy to break. Even a sage like Confucianism can't save the world by himself, let alone a young man who is weak and has just won the crown.

This little guy is really too powerful, so powerful that it amazes even this era.

However, he will not live long.