Qingshui Yamen has the advantages of Qingshui Yamen.
Wang Yi has nothing to do and cultivates his moral character.
A piece of bamboo, a line!
A box of earthworms, a bucket of fish!
Chic life, cultivate sentiment.
Ever since he regained his past life memories, Wang Yi's nerves have been tense.
It was only today that I felt completely relaxed.
The heart is like still water, calm and calm.
Wang Yi's mental strength actually improved a lot.
Tao follows nature.
He didn't let go of his mental power, but he could accurately sense the fish in the water.
His eyes are as good as eagle eyes, and he can clearly see the fluctuations of water patterns.
The ears are clear and the eyes are clear.
"Maybe one day, I can have clairvoyance and ears."
One day, two days, three days!
Wang Yi fished for three days, not listening to foreign affairs, not listening to wind and rain, and not practicing.
But his strength unexpectedly increased by 10%25.
He uses the Shaoyang Sutra as the foundation, supplemented by the Golden Bell, to control the Shadow Flying Knife, Flying Swallow Kung, Ice Divine Palm, Eagle Claw Kung Fu and other techniques!
Inside and outside are one!
Martial arts is not about excess, but about finesse.
Practice and relax.
Wang Ye and others also gradually calmed down.
Without anyone to disturb them, they integrated the accumulation of the past three months, opened up the strange scriptures, and entered the first-class realm.
Wang Ye is even attacking Ren and Du's second line.
In the manor, several old people were laughing, drinking tea and playing chess.
An old man saw Wang Yi fishing and followed him fishing.
"I heard from that boy Wang Ye that you are his brother, your name is Wang Yi, and you are very powerful in martial arts?"
The old man couldn't help but speak first.
Wang Yi knew that Wang Ye would not say that his martial arts was very powerful. It was just the old man talking nonsense.
"Senior, my martial arts skills are just average, not great!"
The old man laughed and said: "Little friend Wang, don't call me senior, they all call me Lao Gui, you can just call me Lao Gui."
Wang Yi glanced at the old ghost with his peripheral vision.
Wearing a shabby gray robe, his face is old, and his wrinkled skin can trap mosquitoes.
His mouth is full of yellow teeth and he speaks with a bit of a tone.
No one really likes such an old man.
Wang Yi could see the difference. This old ghost was once a master, but he didn't know whether he was injured, poisoned, or old. He only had a trace of innate vitality to maintain his vitality.
If there is no great opportunity, the old ghost's life span is less than three years.
"Old ghost!"
The old ghost chuckled: "Is this right, little friend Wang? I heard that you have been to Shanhaiguan. How about the Iron Buddha Temple of Dayong Dynasty?"
Wang Yi suddenly raised the pole.
A fish takes the bait.
Then he said calmly: "Very strong!"
The old ghost also raised the rod, but the fish failed to hang firmly and fell in mid-air.
The old ghost said with a slight regret: "I am old and no longer useful."
Then, the old ghost changed the topic: "We, the Ming Dynasty, have Shanhaiguan. No matter how strong the Iron Buddha Tu is, we can't get through it, right?"
Wang Yi mentioned another crucian carp and put the fish into the lake, "Maybe!"
The old ghost's eyes were condensed and he thought to himself: This boy is not simple. He lifts the rod and releases the fish. It's all natural. He is showing it to me. Is he saying that you can come in if you want to come in and you can go out if you want to go out? ?
The old ghost suddenly laughed at himself: I am so old that I don't even understand the meaning of a young man, so I can't even ask questions.
"Little friend Wang, if the Dayong Dynasty comes to the plain with one hundred thousand iron pagodas, how many troops do you think our Daming Dynasty will need to resist those one hundred thousand iron pagodas?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi put down the bamboo pole, put all the fish in the bucket into the lake, and uttered an astonishing sentence: "We can't stop the battle on the plains!"
The old ghost's pupils narrowed and he asked again tentatively: "Our Daming Dynasty has 300,000 Imperial Guards and 1.2 million Western Legions that defend Kyoto. A total of 1.5 million people, not the 100,000 Iron Buddha rival?"
Wang Yi met the imperial guards.
To be honest, the Imperial Guards are trash, completely incomparable to the Shanhaiguan Black Armored Army.
"I have never seen the Western Army, but even if there are three million Imperial Guards, they cannot stop the impact of one hundred thousand Iron Buddha Cavalry."
Once Tiefutu mounted his war horse and ran on the plain, he would massacre the Imperial Guards at will.
The old ghost was shocked. He had some doubts about what Wang Yi said.
"Is the Praetorian Guard's combat effectiveness so poor?"
"Not too bad!"
The old ghost understood that Iron Buddha Tu was too strong.
"Yang Zhan can resist the Iron Buddha of Dayong Dynasty, but the Black Armored Army is far more powerful than the Imperial Guard."
The old ghost thought in his heart.
He knew that the emperor was extremely suspicious and did not trust the generals from the border areas, especially Yang Zhan.
"I heard that Dongchang is impeaching Yang Zhan?" The old ghost casually said an important piece of news.
Wang Yi looked calm and did not answer.
The old ghost couldn't help but say again: "Wang Xiaoyou, what do you think will happen to Shanhaiguan if the court replaces General Yang Zhan?"
Wang Yi Lengbang said: "I don't know!"
He has said too much and cannot say any more.
He didn't want to attract attention, he just wanted to keep a low profile during this time.
The old ghost was a little embarrassed, then changed the topic and talked about the top ten sects in the world, "Little friend Wang, do you know that Tianji Sect, one of the top ten sects in the world, will publish a list every three years on the first day of the new year."
Tianji Sect, one of the ten major sects in the world, is aloof from all things.
There is a saying: There are no thousand-year dynasties, only thousand-year-old families and sects.
Tianji Sect has been inherited for more than three thousand years, or even longer.
When it comes to Tianjimen, Wang Yi becomes interested.
This Tianji Sect knows the world's major events, and it has been passed down for so long, and it knows more than the imperial court.
Seeing Wang Yi's interest, the old ghost took out a book from his arms.
"This is the Jiuzhou Chronicle, compiled by the Tianji Sect. Each book costs one hundred taels of silver. No engraving is allowed. Anyone who violates this will be destroyed."
Tianjimen is so domineering.
Wang Yi took the Jiuzhou Chronicle and flipped through the first page:
The top ten righteous sects in the world!
The top ten demonic sects in the world!
Top ten ancient magic weapons!
Top ten ancient magic soldiers!
The top ten magical powers of ancient times!
The top ten magic powers of ancient times!
At the beginning, an aura of domineering vicissitudes of life rushed towards me.
Wang Yi has a incomplete magic book in his hand.
Blood Demon Scripture, this is one of the top ten magic arts in ancient times.
The practice of cannibalism was prohibited by the imperial court.
"Little friend Wang, the foundations of the top ten righteous sects in the world are unfathomable. Those unattainable masters on the Heavenly Ranking are nothing in front of the top ten righteous sects!"
In one sentence, the old ghost explained the terrifying aspects of the ten righteous sects.
Wang Yi nodded.
The martial arts in this world don't seem to be very strong, but he has only been out for three months, has little experience, and has not seen any truly strong people.
Mo Kui, who has reached the level of a master, is nothing in front of the hidden masters of the ten major sects.
"Is there anyone in the ten major sects who is stronger than their master?"
Grandmaster, flying in the air, his will is indestructible.
Surpass the master and condense the golden elixir of martial arts.
Its power destroys mountains and rivers, and one person destroys an entire country.
The old ghost shook his head, "How do we know about such existence? Maybe there is, little friend Wang, at your age, shouldn't you pay attention to the stunning list? Even the current prince and prince pay great attention to the stunning list! "
The old ghost looked squinting and introduced the list of stunning beauties to Wang Yi: "The third one is Fairy Qingxuan from Mingyue Palace. She is a stunning beauty with no less than a million suitors. The second one is Yunmeng Palace. It is said that Fairy Yunmeng is not as beautiful as a mortal. The Third Prince once took one look at her and said that he would live ten years shorter if he saw her again. "
"What about number one?"
"The first one is, of course, Baihua Fairy of Baihua Valley. You don't even know this?"
The old ghost finally met a man that even Baihua Fairy didn’t know!
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