Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

Long Jiu looked at Zhang Chi in surprise, and didn't understand why he asked such a question. Even if Qin Wuqi's ranking may have been mixed with water, Mu Liuyun at best just defeated a bunch of bandits, so how could he win? Come to compare with the famous owner of Jinghong Villa.

But Mu Liuyun just shook his head calmly: "It's hard to say, he didn't use his full strength just now."

"No way? Facing such a terrifying opponent, he didn't give his best?" Zhang Chi couldn't help feeling that the world of martial arts masters was beyond his comprehension.

Mu Liuyun said lightly: "He's testing that person's limit, otherwise this battle wouldn't have dragged on for so long."

Long Jiu was also secretly startled when he heard this. Mu Liuyun's ability to see that Qin Wuqi was letting water out with such eyesight meant that his martial arts were at least capable of fighting Qin Wuqi. To be able to have such martial arts at the age of 30, even if part of it is due to the careful teaching of the former owner of Jinghong Villa and the poisonous doctor, his own talent can be called a rare talent in a century. Is it still an era of geniuses?

Thinking of this level, Long Jiu asked tentatively: "Master Mu Liuyun, I'm suddenly a little curious, how does your martial arts compare with the head of your sect?"

Mu Liuyun frowned, wondering for a while whether this kind of thing would involve anything, whether he should tell the truth to outsiders, he hesitated for a while before saying: "...After a few rounds of competition, everyone will win or lose."

Each wins or loses? !

Long Jiu almost bit his tongue in surprise.

He was actually able to "win and lose" against the Taoist Master Tian Xing who has been famous for decades!

If he is not lying, that is to say, this is really an era when geniuses walk everywhere, and you can meet a pair in any small ruined temple.

This made Long Jiu, an ordinary person who was likely to practice for a lifetime and would not be able to catch up with him, couldn't help falling into a deep depression.

***

Early the next morning, the rain that had been raining all night finally stopped.

After eating the breakfast made by Zhang Chi, before departure, Long Jiu said goodbye to them: "I still want to take this person's body back to close the case, so I won't be with you on this trip, see you at the martial arts conference in half a month. .”

"Okay, the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. We will meet again later." Zhang Chi cupped his hands on the horse's back.

"Brother Zhang Chi, Daoist Mu Liuyun, we will meet later." Long Jiu smiled heartily and cupped his hands in return, while Mu Liuyun just sat on the horse and watched without saying a word.

Long Jiu couldn't help thinking, Mu Liuyun's temperament is so arrogant and withdrawn, if it wasn't for Zhang Chi, who is so polite and thoughtful and can invigorate the atmosphere, if he and Mu Liuyun were the only two people to get along with each other, I don't know how many times it would be awkward and embarrassing How many times?

Only Zhang Chi knew in his heart that Mu Liuyun was not arrogant and deliberately rude. Most of the time, he seemed to be unmannered, just because he didn't know how to behave politely.

That evening they came to a small village. According to Zhang Chi's planned journey, the two originally planned to rest here overnight, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and the only inn in the village caught fire and burned down.

Mu Liuyun had just figured out what to do and how much it would cost to stay in a hotel, but he was at a loss what to do about this sudden situation, so Zhang Chi finally went out to find a nearby farmer's family to borrow an empty room for the night.

The farmers who received the money were going to invite them to dinner, but Zhang Chi bought some fresh vegetables, radishes and cured meat in the village, and cooked three dishes and one soup after three times, and left a fire in the stove , Set up a cauldron to boil water.

After they finished eating, the water just boiled. Zhang Chi mixed the hot water into the bathtub to test the water temperature, and called Mu Liuyun to come over to take a bath.

When Mu Liuyun came out of the shower, he saw Zhang Chi washing clothes in the yard, and he also washed the clothes he just changed.

"Why are you helping me with my laundry?" Mu Liuyun felt a little sorry for Zhang Chi's diligence.

"There's no laundry room in this small place. I'm fast anyway, so I'll wash it for you." Zhang Chi had already wrung out the clothes and hung them on the drying rack, and carefully straightened the wrinkles on the Taoist robe. "In this weather, It will be almost done when it hangs out until tomorrow morning, so it’s just time to collect it and go on the road.”

Mu Liuyun had no choice but to say: "... I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Be polite, it's all a matter of little effort." Zhang Chi smiled heartily, and said in his heart that I would be willing to wash you for the rest of my life.

After returning to the house, Mu Liuyun began to meditate and practice again. Zhang Chi was free, so he rode upside down on the chair, resting his chin on the back of the chair and watching him with interest.

Zhang Chi thought that Mu Liuyun was able to beat him to the point of no defense, because what he had learned before was only suitable for fighting left and right on the battlefield, but not for fighting alone in the rivers and lakes. Getting along with each other, Zhang Chi also began to realize that it was not a question of whether his martial arts were suitable for fighting alone, but that the ranks of the two were too far apart.

Mu Liuyun has been constantly refreshing Zhang Chi's cognition along the way. At first Zhang Chi thought he was just an ordinary master, but now he finds that his martial arts might be on par with the owner of Jinghong Villa. Zhang Chi's The mood is both joyful and helpless.

He is delighted that Mu Liuyun is so powerful, but he is helpless that the stronger the opponent is, the slimmer his hope will be.

Zhang Chi would not believe the legend of "falling off a cliff and picking up a peerless martial arts cheat book, and after three months of hard training, a layman becomes a super master".

There are only twelve hours in a day, and ordinary people spend almost four hours just sleeping, plus eating, drinking, lassing, washing, changing clothes and other essential chores, half of the day is gone.

For the remaining half of the time, people are either busy with their livelihoods or indulged in pleasure. If they can devote even one hour a day to practice, they are considered diligent.Even in the sect known as the Shangqing Palace, which is known for its strictness and hard work, the fixed daily practice time for the disciples in the sect is only two or three hours.

As for Mu Liuyun, when he was in the sect, with his unique skill of using meditation instead of sleep and unimaginable diligence by ordinary people, he practiced for almost ten hours a day.Even if you are away from home and don't have a suitable place to practice swords, you still meditate whenever you have time to practice your internal skills diligently, and it is still no less than five or six hours a day.

With such constant training, coupled with his own outstanding talent, and the senior masters in the Shangqing Palace who have taught him since he was a child, and practiced hard for more than 20 years, it is strange that he has not become a top master.

If it goes on like this for another ten years, maybe he will be invincible in the world.

If at that time, the person standing beside this invincible master can be himself...

Zhang Chi laughed after thinking about it.

***

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Liuyun opened his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhang Chi's smile froze on his face: "Ah... did I disturb you?"

"That's not true." Mu Liuyun shook his head.

Once some exercises are performed, they must have a beginning and an end. If they are interrupted forcibly, there will be a danger of going crazy or even vomiting blood to death. They must be practiced in closed doors to avoid any accidents. There is no doubt that what Mu Liuyun is practicing now is definitely not that kind of danger internal strength.

Of course Zhang Chi would not let Mu Liuyun know his little thoughts: "I was thinking, you are so good at martial arts, how could I throw you into the mud at that time?"

Mu Liuyun glanced at him, recalling the embarrassment and embarrassment that day, there was a bit of resentment in his eyes: "Because I have never met such a shameless play like you."

Obviously it's just an uncommon expression, but in Zhang Chi's eyes, it exudes a fascinating style, like anger or anger, which makes Zhang Chi's heart soften by more than half, and the tone of his speech is also a bit softer. Point: "I think, your martial arts are already very powerful, and you only suffer from lack of experience in dealing with the enemy. You must know that there are many people who are more shameless than me in the world. If I were better at that time, and my heart was more vicious A little, aren't you in danger?"

"...That's true." Mu Liuyun nodded, not denying his shortcomings.

"Since you don't have enough experience against the enemy, you have to practice. Otherwise, no matter how good your martial arts are, if you don't know how to guard against other people's sneak attacks, you may encounter some shameless assassins in the future. In human hands, it’s not worth it.”

"You're right, but how do you practice guarding against sneak attacks?"

"Let me, who is proficient in all kinds of dirty tricks and wicked ideas, sneak up on you from time to time." Zhang Chi patted his chest, "When you get used to staying alert, even I, who is by your side all day When no one can sneak up on you, others will have no chance to attack you."

Mu Liuyun thought about the relationship, and nodded: "Okay."

Zhang Chi's gaze suddenly turned to the wall behind Mu Liuyun: "Huh? What's that?"

The moment Mu Liuyun turned his head to look, Zhang Chi suddenly got into trouble and rushed towards Mu Liuyun who was still in a meditation posture.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for Mu Liuyun to stand up right away, and the distance between the two sides is so close, he has full confidence to throw Mu Liuyun down in one fell swoop, and then use the Mongolian wrestling technique he used last time to entangle him, taking the opportunity to fight openly Even if you eat two handfuls of tofu, you won't be noticed by the other party.

But the moment he just touched Mu Liuyun's clothes, he felt a strong force erupting from Mu Liuyun's body, pushing him away, and Zhang Chi fell out at a faster speed than he could pounce on. , not only knocked down the chair, but also knocked his nose on the corner of the cabinet.

"Are you okay?" Mu Liuyun immediately got up to help him.

Zhang Chi was tearing up inevitably because of the heavy blow to his nasal cavity, and he looked very pitiful. He covered his nose with one hand and shook the other violently, and said in a muffled voice, "It's all right."

Before Mu Liuyun helped him up, he saw a layer of fresh air around Mu Liuyun that was faintly visible to the naked eye. Zhang Chi rubbed his nose and asked in shock: "... Could this be the legendary 'Tiangang Bodyguard'?" gas'?"