Tibetan Flower Road "This is it"

Li Zhichang said, "You don’t have to say I know."
Zanghua complained, "To ask you to sneak in and take things away is to make a big fuss and get into trouble, not to mention that you still have a fight with him now."
Li Zhichang smell speech laughed. "Don’t worry, I’m sure you can take out what you want aboveboard if you don’t start work."
Tibetan flowers were about to speak when they felt a breeze blowing the red leaves and rustling.
It’s not messy, but it’s very sweet and moving, and it’s very rhythmic, like a wonderful piece of music
Suddenly, Tibetan flowers feel that the true qi in their abdomen seems to be out of control and restless, and the figurines are the wind and red leaves.
She felt better when she withdrew from the top of a tall maple tree for dozens of feet.
But it also takes luck to restrain the body from almost rebelling.
Of course, she knows that martial arts can also hurt her enemies when she is at a high place, such as Shaolin’s famous martial arts lion roar class. She can do this by herself, but it is incredible how this wind-driven red leaf can make her angry and rebel.
She saw Li Zhichang still stop in situ heart way this estimate is this guy to do good again.
The wind-driven red leaf sound is very rhythmic and not static.
The Tibetan flowers are far away and the interference from the tuyere is less. Many people think that the wind-driven red leaves are like a piano player playing an impromptu song with one hand. Every beat is not a tune with the previous one. It is long and fascinating to listen to independently.
And the cabin is still silent and can’t see any changes.
I wonder if Li Zhichang can beat him by this "organ" means.
She felt that it was fun to follow Li Zhichang, and this man not only had high martial arts but also had a unique fighting style.
The second time with the white man is to give birth to a special duel by means of a sword.
This time, it is the organ that plays the martial arts of controlling the enemy with a rhythm similar to the roar of lions.
If you don’t see people or smell them, you can compete.
This means really has a fairy style.
Compared with Li Zhichang’s fighting style, it feels more like a sword, a sword, a halberd, a fist and a weapon. There is a feeling that the fighting style with others is not up to standard.
Chapter one hundred and ten Lai
Tibetan flowers looked at Li Zhichang and suddenly felt that Li Zhichang seemed to have turned into the wind.
He didn’t move there, but it seemed to have become a part of the wind, and the red leaves were swaying and a tree was dancing.
Some red leaves are floating around in the wind.
Zanghua listened attentively for a while, feeling upset and irritable, and the true qi moved around with the wind, which was inappropriate. The more she left her attention, the more the wind affected the true qi, which almost made her go against the current.
She is still in the wind at the moment, and the wind has different powers.
However, the wooden house is handed over, not only without loss, but also with the enhancement, it is conceivable that the Zhongtie Zhongtang is under equal pressure
However, Tie Zhongtang’s wooden house can calm down, thinking that Gao Gong is antagonizing Li Zhichang.
The wind is not fixed, high and low.
The breath is continuous, and the rest is constantly arousing the true qi of the Tibetan flower body.
In the end, she can no longer control her true qi to listen.
Strange to say, this qi is countercurrent and scurrying around, but it doesn’t hurt her. It is also lively, and many of them seem to drive her to be on cloud nine, as if she can ride the wind at any time.
At last, the whole maple forest shook, and the flowers were dancing. At this moment, she didn’t have time to find that the wooden house was slightly shocked.
When the wind-blown maple melody is about to reach a new peak, there is a sudden sound of grinding swords.
This must be a sword, and sharpening the sword stone is also unusual.
Suddenly, there are fanatics sharpening their knives at night, and the emperor’s star is swaying and high.
The war raged to disperse the wind-driven red leaves.
At the same time, there was a long whistle in the wooden house, like a dragon that once got rid of its bondage and went straight to Wan Li for nine days.
Long Yin Jian Xiao’s two-phase combination actually oppressed the past toward Li Zhichang’s position.
The earth shakes all the time.
Li Zhichang’s shoulder became less lazy as he clung to his master in Beiluo.
Even though Li Zhichang is faced with two tough and peerless masters, the wind is light and the clouds are light.
He said leisurely, "A solid shape can make a solid heart like a piece of wood, and a solid heart can make a warrior like a dying iron not move and feel tempted to fall into a ride and will continue to entangle."
The first sentence in his mouth is Zhuang’s famous saying, which means that a person’s physical appearance can be as angry as dead wood when he meditates, and a person’s mind can be as angry as ashes when he meditates.
This state is the subtle realm of’ getting carried away’
What he means is that although Tie Zhongtang can get carried away, he can’t forget himself. The ups and downs of the true qi can’t be self-controlled. This means that he still doesn’t have dzogchen’s magical power. Even if his skill is high, he will still benefit from fighting with him.
Inside the wooden house, there was a calm and slow way. "Zhuang Yunshi has a heavenly sound, and the sound of people is not as good as the sound of people. The sound of people is not as good as the sound of bamboo orchestras, but it is the sound of wind, because the organ is still available, otherwise it will not be disturbed by the man’s sword sharpening."
Li Zhichang laughed. "What does Iron Hero say about nature?"
Tiezhongtang sink a way: "The heavenly beings come and go, but the air strings are sincere because the air duct reaches all things."
Li Zhichang said, "So the Iron Warrior blames me for being tough?"
Tie Zhongtang said, "It is exactly so."
His tone is firm, and he refuses to retreat to the strong.