A journey of all worlds starting from Qingman Siheyuan

Therefore, He Daqing not only did not stop Yang Yuyao from practicing, but even taught her some kendo insights in person, which benefited Yang Yuyao a lot.

"Actually, your swordsmanship is pretty good. But if you want to truly display the power of the Jade Girl Suxin swordsmanship, you still need to practice the Jade Girl Heart Sutra."

After pointing out once, He Daqing suggested this way.

When Yang Yuyao heard this, she blushed in a rare way. She didn't know that her mental skills and sword moves didn't match. In order to bring out the power of the Jade Girl Suxin Sword Technique, she must practice the Jade Girl Heart Sutra.

But the problem is that it is impossible for her to practice the Jade Heart Sutra by herself. She needs a man to practice with her, and during the practice, the two must be naked and face each other honestly, so that they can practice become.

She, Yang Yuyao, lived alone in the ancient tomb since she was a child. Who can she find to practice the Jade Heart Sutra?

"This He Daqing is not bad. His martial arts are superb, and he is not bad-looking. If we are with him..."

For some reason, this idea suddenly popped up in her mind, and Yang Yuyao was taken aback. She blushed and shook her head, and left as if fleeing.

At this time Songshan, Shaolin Temple.

In the majestic hall of Baoxiang, a monk in a cassock sat cross-legged, holding a rosary, not far away, a green lantern flickered and jumped.

He raised his head and looked at the Buddha statue in front of him, but there was no mercy in his eyes.

Anger, hatred, madness.

"I have worked hard for many years, and the pawns that I finally arranged in the beggar gang were actually pulled out."

"This He Daqing, is it my nemesis?"

Cheng Kun's eyes were vicious. If he could, he wished he could rush to the main altar of the Beggar Gang right now and tear He Daqing's body into thousands of pieces.

"I have successfully persuaded the five sects of Emei, Wudang, Huashan, Kongtong, and Kunlun to jointly destroy the Mingjiao. In a few days, the masters of these five sects will gather in Shaolin to discuss major issues. After the Mingjiao is cleaned up, they will deal with the beggars. He Daqing, You won't be jumping around for a few days."

……

The rain that had lasted for several days finally receded and the sky cleared up.

Under the bright sunshine, He Daqing was lying on the teacher's chair basking in the sun, Xiao Zhao sat beside him and squeezed his shoulders, pressing his tender little hands on his body, it was numb, not to mention very comfortable.

Yang Yuyao stood beside her with her sword in her arms. Although she was a bit cold, she was more eye-catching.

Zhou Zhiruo was sitting by the side, reporting the information collected by the Sky Eye organization.

Although Zhou Zhiruo was only in his teens, He Daqing knew that Zhou Zhiruo would be extraordinary in the future, and now he had begun to train Zhou Zhiruo. The information collected by Tianyan was asked Zhou Zhiruo to read to him, so that she became familiar with this aspect.

Drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman, wake up and take control of the world.

This kind of life is comfortable.

He Daqing has never deliberately restrained himself like an ascetic monk. He will never slack off when he should practice seriously, but when it is time to enjoy, he should also enjoy it. Do everything as he pleases, this is the real freedom .

"Brother He, now the Tianyan organization has spread all over the world, and the preparations for the rebel army are going very smoothly. However, this large-scale operation cannot be hidden from the court after all. The Tartars seem to have noticed it, but there is nothing yet. action."

Zhou Zhiruo reported seriously.

"Now that there are refugees all over the world, the imperial court is too busy to take care of themselves, and they will not be able to deal with us in a short time. Let them keep a low profile."

He Daqing nodded and continued to ask.

"Those guys who claim to be righteous in martial arts, what happened recently?"

"The news that the six major sects have joined forces to deal with Mingjiao has been confirmed. Shaolin and Emei took the initiative to take the lead, spread the hero posts, and summon the experts from all factions to gather in Shaoshi Mountain on the third day of next month to discuss the matter of besieging Mingjiao."

After hearing this, He Daqing sneered and shook his head. These things were all in his expectation.

The enmity between Wulin Zhengdao and Mingjiao is deep, and Cheng Kun, a shit-stirring stick, is instigating it, so this big battle is inevitable.

"The heroes of the martial arts gather and want to crusade against the Mingjiao. This is actually a good opportunity. At that time, not only can you be kind to the Mingjiao and become the leader of the Mingjiao, but you can also directly defeat these martial arts sects one by one. It will be more convenient for me to unify the martial arts."

If these martial arts sects didn't do something like this, it would be too troublesome for He Daqing to deal with them. He couldn't deal with them from house to house, that would be too troublesome.

While thinking, He Daqing got up and planned to go back to his room.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a strange breath cruising outside the courtyard.

Today's him, his strength has reached the pinnacle of the Unrivaled Realm, not only his skills are profound, but his perception ability is also super strong.

Within a radius of one hundred feet, no disturbance could be concealed from his eyes and ears.

"who?"

He Daqing's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he quickly locked the direction of that aura.

No nonsense, just raise your hand and a sword qi will sway out.

Boom!

The sword energy cut through the air, directly piercing through a big tree surrounded by three people, and then, a figure fell down in a slightly embarrassing manner.

"I have long heard that Tianying has taught an extraordinary young deputy sect master, whose martial arts are world-class, and now even the beggar gang has been successfully subdued. Seeing him today, his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

The figure floated down, stood firmly in the field, and said to He Daqing.

He Daqing heard it, raised his eyes and looked up, only to see a man wearing a green shirt, a middle-aged man with an elegant face, he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while, so he asked.

"Who are you?"

The man didn't hide anything, and said directly.

"Below Dongbai."

"Eight-armed sword god?"

When He Daqing heard the words, he suddenly remembered.

Speaking of which, this Fang Dongbai was once the head of the four great elders of the Beggar Clan. His swordsmanship is extraordinary, and he is famous for his fast sword. It seems that he has eight arms, so he has the title of eight-armed sword god.

But later, this person suddenly disappeared. Everyone in the rivers and lakes thought he was dead, but he actually took refuge in the Ruyang Palace and became the three masters under Zhao Min. altar.

"It's a great honor that Chief He has heard of my name."

Fang Dongbai smiled proudly, and then said.

He Daqing was not interested in talking so much nonsense with him, so he said it directly.

"Since you have left the beggar gang and joined the imperial court, you are not a disciple of my gang, but you have trespassed on the main altar of my gang. Now, give me a reason not to kill you."

Indifferent, domineering, accompanied by a strong killing intent, locked on Fang Dongbai.

Fang Dongbai's face changed slightly when he heard the words, the long sword in his hand vibrated and hummed, and he was about to get out of its sheath.

But he didn't dare to act rashly.

As if as long as he made a move, Wan Jian would instantly pierce his heart.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this guy to comprehend the power of the sword, damn it."

Fang Dongbai thought in horror.