"It seems that Lu Xiaodi's words always make sense." Xie Wushuang saw Lu Ziqing busy, taking out the things in the Qiankun bag, bedding, curtains, all arranged. There were four very sturdy single beds inside.

There are two pieces on each side, surrounded by cloth curtains. Candlesticks and incense burners were all brought from home.

"Now you go to the bamboo forest by the river and move some bamboos over." Lu Ziqing assigned a lot of work to Xie Wushuang, and he kept busy himself.

The entire Fangshi Street watched Xie Wushuang flying back and forth, and then took out the green bamboos one by one from the Qiankun Bag, actually planting a bamboo forest.

When it gets dark, the originally inconspicuous shabby mountain residence becomes a bamboo forest monastery. The courtyard is directly surrounded by bamboo forest, which has a sense of winding paths. At the entrance, a very primitive wooden board is polished and engraved with several numbers.

There is a single word on the signboard: "Sipa Pavilion". There is also a very strange pattern mark on it: "SPA". I don't know what the twisted symbol means.

"Sipa? What do you mean?" Everyone who saw it was a little confused and had no idea what it did.

"Selling handkerchiefs? Can't you?"

"Looking at how quiet this environment is, is it possible that it is actually a teahouse?"

"Then Mrs. Li has a competitor." Someone laughed, "This Miss Lu is a fourth-level swordsman, and she has Tianqing Sect as her backstage. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to provoke her."

"Get out of the way!" A man with a steel beard who was over ten feet tall and upright carried a pair of huge axes and walked inside. "I'm going to go see today to see if it's really a shameful thing. If it is true.

Dirty, even if they offend Manager Qian, I, the evil spirit Lao Zhang, will tell them to get out!"

Under the admiring eyes of a group of people, Zhang Daxia entered the bamboo forest with his axe.

He knocked the door knocker: "Is there anyone inside?"

"Please come in, sir." Xie Wushuang was responsible for opening the door to welcome guests. Before the decoration was finished, business came to the door? Sure enough, novelty is easy to attract people.

"Girl, are you really a disciple of Tianqing Sect?" Zhang Daxia threw the ax on the ground, whispered softly, and looked at Xie Wushuang up and down with a pair of ruthless eyes.

"If it's fake, it will be replaced." Xie Wushuang was a little confused. Could it be that he was here to investigate his identity?

"What do you guys do in this silk handkerchief shop?" Zhang Daxia's voice gradually became as thin as a gossamer, and his face flushed.

Lu Ziqing served tea and crude pastries: "Sir, the shop is not fully prepared yet. Today we only have five kinds of consumption to choose from. They range from one tael of silver to ten taels of silver. Please see the sign on the wall.

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Zhang Daxia looked at the handsome young man in front of him and felt a chill for no reason. He had seen some people who especially liked to play with handsome young men. And what the hell is the sign on the wall, Five Elements Massage, Calming the Mind and Reducing Stress, Vigorous Relaxation

Bones, soles of the feet, essence to nourish the skin. Could it be that this small shop has something that even a seasoned veteran like him has never tried?

Zhang Daxia tested it: "Yes - Miss Xie, will you do it for me?"

Lu Ziqing said: "Miss Xie can do it, or I can do it for you."

Zhang Daxia felt a chill again. Damn, it really is. But for a famous disciple, Xie Wushuang, with his figure and appearance, the most expensive project only cost ten taels of silver, which is not expensive.

Zhang Daxia was almost drooling. He tried to calm down and asked excitedly: "What kind of food did you make for the money manager today?"

Lu Ziqing said: "Uncle Qian has a bad waist, so what he did was actually the most common five-element massage for one tael of silver."

"I want to be vigorous -!" Zhang Daxia's eyes were shining. How could I, the evil spirit, be compared to old man Qian's broken waist?

"Okay, please come in and get on the bed and change your clothes."

Zhang Daxia took off all his clothes as quickly as possible. What is this? Do you need to change into a loose and soft nightgown? It's easy to take off, so it's very particular, hehe.

"You lie down on the bed. Miss Xie is ready to go." Lu Ziqing arranged for the other party to lie down, closed the curtain, and lit a stick of incense.

Why lie down first?

The light and atmosphere gradually became more comfortable. Zhang Daxia placed his face in the hole at the head of the bed. This bed was a bit weird. It was specially designed for lying on the bed? There must be something very unique! Zhang Daxia thought of the wonderful idea.

I couldn't help but feel my anus tighten.

Here, Zhang Daxia saw Xie Wushuang's embroidered shoes from under the bed board where he was lying. Zhang Daxia shyly raised his head slightly and saw Xie Wushuang carrying a pot of hot black meteorites. What kind of gameplay is this? He actually uses boiling heat.

stone?

"Hey!"

Xie Wushuang yelled, jumped up, and hit Zhang Daxia on the lower back with his elbow, knocking all his anger away.

Zhang Daxia cried out in pain, isn't this wrong?

The people outside the bamboo forest who were waiting to watch the excitement were in shock. Did they start a fight? It was one-sided, and the howling of the evil spirit Lao Zhang never stopped.

People with keen hearing pricked up their ears and looked horrified. This subtle rattling sound of bones was like splitting muscles and bones. It was unmistakable. Lao Zhang’s joints were picked off. It was so cruel that his hand was broken.

The big crotch was also removed, and there was a huge sound of joints. Could it be that the waist was broken?

Someone wanted to save Lao Zhang, but was stopped and asked silently: "How is your skill better than Lao Zhang?"

At this time, the room resounded with the sound of fists hitting the flesh, as dense as exploding beans.

Everyone was scared. Someone said awkwardly: "Old Zhang screamed so miserably and didn't call for help, which shows that he didn't want anyone to intervene."

Everyone nodded together.

Lao Zhang stopped calling.

After a while, Lao Zhang walked out neatly dressed, his steps a little wandering. He shook his head as he walked: "Oh my god, that's good enough."

Everyone was horrified. Listening to the voice, they thought that Lao Zhang had entered the underworld and was locked up. However, his face looked rosy and he seemed to be quite enjoying himself. He felt light and airy.

When the evil spirit Zhang Daxia saw many people at the door, he was startled: "What are you doing here?"

"Then, what exactly is done there?"

"This is a regular business, you can think of it as some kind of medical clinic." Zhang Daxia said in a refreshing mood, "It's great! It relaxes the muscles and activates blood circulation and relieves fatigue. My muscles are stretched and my qi and blood are full."

.This so-called Sipa Pavilion is actually a kind of medical pavilion, which is used to soothe people's muscles and bones and treat hidden injuries."

"Oh." Everyone looked suddenly enlightened, but they were saying in their hearts, I believe you are a ghost!

A young man quickly chased out of the bamboo forest: "Brother Zhang, your weapon!"

"Oh, it's so comfortable, I forgot about it."

Everyone looked at Gui Shashen's erect appearance, and then looked at the young man carrying a pair of axes like straw poles. They all took a breath, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Zhang Daxia really didn't dare to say anything after being beaten, right?

?

As a result, the reputation of the Sipa Hall in Tianmenfang City quietly spread like wildfire.

Xie Wushuang, who was unaware of this, was immersed in the joy of success: "Haha, you can really make money by beating people, it's so cool!"

Lu Ziqing seemed to understand something.

Could it be that the young lady is very violent at heart? She should have realized it when she saw her and a group of thieves killing each other covered in blood, just like Ling Chi.

Xie Wushuang learned many advanced massage techniques for blind people, and couldn't wait to pull Lu Ziqing to actively improve himself. Lu Ziqing also learned the introductory mental techniques of Tianqing Sect from Xie Wushuang, and started practicing under his guidance.

The two people pressed each other. For Xie Wushuang, it could heal the damage to the meridians, while for Lu Ziqing, he could quickly learn advanced mental techniques. Both parties were very satisfied with each other's gains.

There is no noble or humble person, but the skills must be there. The second and third level of the Nine Sects can already compete with ordinary masters in the arena, and they can fight equally. As one of the nine major sects, Tianqing Sect’s skills are

The quite superior inner strength method "Gui Yuan Qi" and the sword method "Gui Yi Sword Technique" can be practiced all the way until you can carry the great road and become a swordsman.

In the past few days, by observing the movement of Qi in Xie Wushuang's body, and with Xie Wushuang's guidance, Lu Ziqing was able to understand the secret of the "Returning Qi" technique. This is a mental method that emphasizes the unification of all things, and condenses the whole body.

For one point, attack the enemy in one place. To put it bluntly, it is very reckless, but also very domineering. If the move is correct, it will kill the god with one move, and if it is not correct, it will kill the thief and splash his own blood.

Lu Ziqing ran it smoothly for a week, and the Qi in his body became very harmonious, with a delicate and endless feeling. This shows that compared with the grass-roots internal skills he cultivated by himself, this method is indeed superior.

When the sky came up, I practiced all night without realizing it, and the morning bell rang in the academy.

Lu Ziqing opened his eyes and walked out of the room to look at the golden palace surrounded by clouds and smoke. His sister, Lu Zishu, should be doing class placement today, right?

There are four major academies in Hongmeng Academy, named "Tianhong Academy", "Lingxiao Academy", "Shenwu Academy", and "Qilin Academy", which are respectively presided over by the immortals of the four major sects. In addition to the basic content of cultivation,

The emphasis is different. Each college has three classes, corresponding to the three grades of high school and low. The strongest disciple serves as the mountain leader, which is equivalent to the student council president of the earth. Here, everyone will call him "Big Brother"

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If the situation in one college is not good, you can apply to transfer to other colleges on your own, but transferring is equivalent to repeating studies, and you have to learn many things over again. If you continue to be unable to keep up, you will have to drop out. Therefore, choosing a college by class is a matter of

It is a very important matter and must not be taken lightly.

Fortunately, Hongmeng Academy has a set of Tianyan rituals that can measure students' physical constitution and help determine which method is suitable for practice.

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Huntian Hall.

One of the most sacred halls of Hongmeng Academy, it symbolizes the destiny of Kyushu.

At this time, Princess Huyang stood in front of Tianyanyi, trying her best to look low-brow and pleasing to the eye.

Ancestor Hongmeng is sitting on the lotus platform, surrounded by immortal masters from the four courtyards. But he sees that the Dharma is like a mountain, the fire of karma is like a celestial wheel, and everywhere he looks is solemn.

Since entering the academy, this is the first occasion to pay homage to Patriarch Hongmeng. All the disciples are very excited and nervous. People in the world cannot ask to see gods, but they have the opportunity to directly pay homage to Tianzun and feel the magnificence of immortality.

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Princess Huyang looked up at Tianyanyi cautiously.

The Heavenly Performer is nine feet high and is made of nine-color fairy dragons coiled around jade pillars. Under the jade pillars there is a pair of iron dragons standing in front of people with their mouths open.

Under the gaze of the immortals, Princess Huyang put her hand into the iron dragon's mouth. This iron dragon has a ferocious shape and sharp teeth, which makes people a little scared.

There is a legend in Hongmeng Academy that if the subject has evil thoughts, the iron dragon will suddenly come to life and bite his hand!

The iron dragon's fang tentacles were cold, and Princess Huyang couldn't help but feel a little scared. Could this one really come to life? If it were cast, it would look too much like a real dragon. There are also many dragon sculptures in the palace.

None of them are so realistic.

But of course I am not a sycophant, because this world belongs to my family. Princess Huyang calmed down and opened her mind.
Chapter completed!