MTL - Beiyin Great Sage-Chapter 543 friend

  Chapter 543 Friends

  Li Yu is not ugly, she can even be said to be beautiful.

  Exquisite facial features, rosy skin, even though she is shorter, she looks more petite and lovely, and where it should be thin, it should be fleshy.

  The only shortcoming should be that the legs are slightly thicker.

   This is because she practiced legwork, it is impossible without muscles.

"Why are you laughing?"

  I suppressed my shameful inquiry, but failed to get a satisfactory answer, and instead attracted others to make fun of me. Li Yu couldn't help being furious, and clenched her fists:

   "The one surnamed Zhou, give me a quick word, okay?"

"Feel sorry."

  Zhou Yi suppressed his smile and said:

   "I'm being rude, but Miss Li has a lot of friends, is there no one to choose? She will find Zhou?"

"Humph!"

  Li Yu snorted softly:

   "I know a lot of people, but all of them are either rich and poor or do not know how to make progress. Marrying in the past may not lead to a good life, but will become a deep boudoir."

   As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Yi and slowed down his voice:

   "Although you are not good-looking, you have a fair character, and you are not greedy or lustful. At least you don't have to worry about getting angry when you become a relative."

   There is a word she didn't say.

  Choose Zhou Yi, and more importantly, he has a low status and is easy to control. Unlike other rich children, he will never be obedient.

   Li Yu is petite, but quite tough.

  She also knows her own character and can't stand resentment. In this case, she might as well find an obedient, honest, and potential husband by her side.

   After choosing and choosing, Zhou Yi came to mind.

"I see."

  Zhou Yi understood, then shook his head:

   "Thank you Miss Li for your love, but forget it."

   "Why?"

   Li Yu frowned, puzzled:

   "I know you have a heart for martial arts, but it has always been the case when you are poor and rich in martial arts. If you and I get married, you don't have to worry about the supplies you need for martial arts in the future."

   "This matter is good for you and me!"

  These words,

very familiar.

   Zhou Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think of the scene more than two years ago. He paused and said:

   "I'm sorry, in Zhou's mind, marriage is not a matter of sloppiness. You need to be happy with each other. How can you live together?"

   "I can't accept Miss Li's proposal."

"you…"

  Li Yu's eyes were wide open, looking at Zhou Yi, who was dull, simple and honest, and always remembered as a bumpkin in front of him, he couldn't help but said:

   "How old are you to be so naive?"

   "Marriage is nothing but the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. How many people get married because of love? Childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts are all tricks of storytellers!"

   "Maybe you are right." Zhou Yi nodded:

   "But I've made up my mind. If I can't find someone I like, I'd rather be single. Besides, it's nice to be alone, so why find another burden?"

  His face was sincere, which left Li Yu speechless.

"madness!"

   "You don't take a mirror to look at yourself, and you want to find someone you like? Dreaming!"

   Burning with anger, she couldn't help but said angrily:

   "I don't know flattery!"

   The sound fell, and he slapped him directly.

"Snapped!"

  Zhou Yi raised his hand, and his palms collided. His figure remained unmoved, while Li Yu couldn't help but backed up several steps before stopping.

   "Miss Li respects herself."

   His complexion sank, Zhou Yi said in a cold voice:

   "Don't think that you are a woman, I won't beat you!"

"you…"

   Li Yu raised her neck and looked at the other person's cold and heartless eyes. She couldn't help feeling guilty, and subconsciously backed away, then turned and left with a wave of her sleeves:

   "The surname Zhou, I remember you!"

   "Don't worry about it." Zhou Yi shrugged:

   "The person I like is definitely not a girl with a bad temper."

   Li Yu twisted his feet, turned around and gave him a bitter look, and Fang left angrily.

  Looking away from the other party until his back disappeared, Zhou Yi turned around and looked at a japonica tree not far away, and said calmly:

   "Have you seen enough?"

"Hey!"

   A sigh came from behind the tree:

   "Brother Zhou, a man needs pity for flowers, why bother to make a beautiful woman sad?"

   "I'm different from you." Looking at the person coming, Zhou Yi shook his head:

   "The person who looks at you probably really likes you. If I don't hate my appearance, I am satisfied. Talking about marriage should be discussed as a business."

   "Since it is a sale, there are naturally cases where the transaction cannot be made."

   "You are really ruthless." Liu Mengyan sighed softly, and walked with his hands behind his back:

   "In my opinion, that girl may not have no affection for you just now, but she couldn't express it out of face. It's a pity that this affection was also driven away by you with a slap."

   "Brother Liu is a man of temperament." Zhou Yi said:

   "Unfortunately, Mr. Zhou is not interested in spending time with others. With this time wasted, it is better to practice more Dingyang piles and increase your cultivation base."

   "I'm afraid it's not that I'm not interested, but that I haven't met the person you're waiting for." Professor Liu Mengyan passed on his experience as a person who has experienced it:

   "The word love is the most mysterious. Once the love begins, the whole world seems to change, and your heart of stone will also blossom."

   As he spoke, he lightly pointed at Zhou Yi's chest.

   "Practice is not in a hurry, sometimes it is more beneficial to take it slow."

"Well…"

  Zhou Yi's eyes moved slightly:

   "It seems that Brother Liu has made a breakthrough?"

"Ok."

  Liu Mengyan nodded, showing some complacency on his face:

   "In the past two months, I watched the river at night on the banks of the Kunting River. I felt something in my heart, and the true energy in my body was self-generated. Now I can be regarded as successful in cultivation."

   "Zheng!"

  He slightly raised his hand, but without knowing what to do, the long sword at his waist popped out of the scabbard and landed in his palm, the sound of the sword groaning softly.

   "True Qi." Zhou Yi looked at the opponent's movements and couldn't help asking curiously:

   "What's the difference from before?"

   "Heavenly different!"

  Liu Mengyan held the sword in his hand, stroking the blade with one hand:

   "With true energy, the subtle prescriptions of my Shuiyun Sword Art can be used to the fullest. No wonder the previous moves always felt a little weird."

   "Brother Zhou, let's see!"

   "呵..."

  The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, pointing at the tip of the sword, a sword energy pierced through the air, drawing shallow sword marks on the hard bluestone ground.

   sword marks,

   As long as one foot!

  A person who cultivates true energy just waved his hand, how could he have such power?

"drink!"

  Liu Mengyan sipped lightly, and the sword energy instantly spread across the field, and the land of several feet seemed to be rippling with water, which seemed soft but actually murderous.

  Even if you are a Marrow Martial Artist, if you get close, you will be seriously injured.

   "Shua!"

   As soon as the sword energy gathered, the bright light came before a rock. The sword move was simple and direct, but extremely fierce and swift.

  The sharp sword blade pierced the mountain rock, and it was actually close to the inside.

   "Peng!"

  A terrifying force erupted from the sword, and the half-human-high mountain rock exploded, and countless broken stones shot out like a crossbow.

  Liu Mengyan withdrew his sword, exhaled lightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned his head to look:

"how?"

   "Awesome!" Zhou Yi showed a dignified expression:

   "The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the rigidity and softness change. It is difficult for three or five warriors who have refined their essence to get close. They are indeed the first-class masters in the Jianghu."

   "Especially the last sword, cracking rocks and collapsing mountains, almost not done by humans!"

  Body training, body training, after all, it is a mortal body. Even if the blood is as strong as a giant bear, it is difficult to resist the mountains and rocks.

   Marrow Refining Martial Artist,

   It can also be hacked to death by ordinary people with a sword.

   And Xiu has true energy, which seems to have broken away from the scope of the mortal body.

   "Hey..." Liu Mengyan shook her head:

   "My true qi is weak, that's all I can do for a few moments. When my true qi is exhausted, I'm no different than an ordinary marrow refiner."

   "Actually, there is success in true qi, but the improvement of strength is second."

  He turned the sword upside down and said:

   "True Qi is the gathering of the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi and God. It is miraculous and can prolong life, heal wounds, and strengthen the body. It is almost omnipotent."

"According to Brother Zhou, after cultivating true qi, you can continue to temper your body with the help of true qi, making the mortal body stronger, but once the true qi is exhausted, the strength will also drop sharply without the blessing of true qi, unless it is innate Only the master can keep the true energy alive."

   "No wonder!" Zhou Yi understood:

   "The first-class siege masters widely rumored in the rivers and lakes should use their lives to consume the opponent's true energy, and then take the opportunity to take their lives."

   "Not bad." Liu Mengyan nodded:

   "There is another point. After the age of thirty, the body of a body-training martial artist is fixed, and it is almost difficult to increase his cultivation. Even with the help of drugs, he can reach the limit at forty."

   "Afterwards, the old age will weaken, and the strength will become weaker and weaker."

   "It's different after cultivating true qi. The older you are, the stronger the true qi in your body. That's why it's often heard that old people who are dozens of years old can still play games in the world."

   "I see." Zhou Yi enviously said:

   "Brother Liu is less than twenty years old, and he has already cultivated true energy. It is not difficult to become a martial arts master in time. Zhou is here to congratulate first."

   "I'm joking." Liu Mengyan drew back his sword and waved his hand:

   "There are not a few people in the Lin family who have cultivated true qi in their teens, and only the head of the family has proved innate in the past few decades. It is very difficult to imagine."

   "It's you, how are you?"

   "It's a fluke." Zhou Yi said with a smile:

   "I just practiced dirty not long ago."

  Hearing this, Liu Mengyan couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

  He sneered at this, Zhou Yi may not have refined the marrow yet, but it is absolutely impossible to refine the internal organs just now, there is no doubt about this.

"Not bad."

  Following the conversation, he nodded:

   "Twenty-year-old refining the internal organs, there should be no problem in refining the marrow in the future. No wonder that girl just now is willing to put up with your dull temper."

"Ok?"

   As soon as the words fell, a pure white bird flew over from above, landed on Liu Mengyan's shoulder, and combed its feathers with its head down.

   This is a messenger bird.

  Take off the letterhead and unfold it, Liu Mengyan can't help frowning.

   "Is there something wrong?"

   Zhou Yi said:

   "If you have something to do, you should be busy first, and we will talk about it later."

   "This..." Liu Mengyan showed hesitation, as if he was a little uncertain.

   "There is indeed something to do, but I don't know if I should go."

   "..."

   Zhou Yi didn't say anything.

  He never offered to cause trouble for himself.

   "It's Second Miss." But Liu Mengyan obviously didn't intend to let him go, holding the letterhead in his hand, he asked in a low voice to his only friend:

   "She asked me to meet at Wangyuetan alone later, do you think I should go?"

   "Uh..." Zhou Yi caressed his forehead:

   "If you ask me this kind of thing, I'm afraid you're asking Yu Blind."

   "I really don't know what to do." Liu Mengyan smiled wryly:

   "Yun Ying seems to have misunderstood the relationship between us. I have always regarded her as a younger sister, but she doesn't seem to think so."

"I like…"

   "It's the eldest lady, and the eldest lady also confided her heart."

   "Brother Liu." Zhou Yi showed surprise, couldn't help arching his hands, and said sincerely:

"admire!"

  Liu Mengyan has an outstanding appearance and an extraordinary temperament. He has been fascinated by countless little maids since he first entered the Lin family. Unexpectedly, even the eldest lady and the second lady have been recruited one after another.

  This kind of ability, in his opinion, is more powerful than martial arts talent.

   "Don't make sarcastic remarks first."

  Liu Mengyan shook her head:

   "I treat you as a friend, and I won't hide this matter from you. Please help me think about it, whether to go or not?"

   "I'm not going." Zhou Yi said.

   "Why?" Liu Mengyan frowned:

   "Could it be, brother Zhou also thinks that a mere guard named Liu is not good enough for Miss Lin's family, sometimes it is hard to get rid of family differences."

   He also seemed to be upset about it.

   "That's not true."

   Zhou Yi shook his head:

   "Second Miss Yunying is not married, if you don't have the heart, meeting her in private would not ruin her reputation, it would be very inappropriate."

   "But..." Liu Mengyan showed hesitation:

   "How do I explain this?"

   "There's nothing hard to explain, let's just say it." Zhou Yi was speechless:

   "Even the second young lady dares to speak out her mind. You are a big man, why should you be ashamed?"

   "I don't know about feelings, but I know that covering up is not good for the eldest lady, the second lady, or you."

   "..."

  Liu Mengyan stared blankly, and nodded slowly after a long time:

"I see."

   I don't know what he understood, but seeing a flash of cold light, the tip of the sword has already pressed to Zhou Yi's forehead.

"Ding!"

   Before the tip of the sword, a long knife suddenly appeared.

  When the light of the sword was broken, the shadow of the sword roared down like a torrential rain, covering almost the whole audience in an instant, and a sense of chilling pervaded the air.

  Thirteen Styles of Chasing the Wind!

quick!

  Extremely fast!

   This saber technique is in the hands of Zhou Yi, and it has been completed.

  The knife technique of the perfect state, on the basis of the original, increases the strength of the knife by 9%, and the speed of the knife by 20%, which is faster than thunder.

"it is good!"

  Liu Mengyan drank in a low voice, the long sword swirled around his body, and the sword energy whizzed out:

   "Brother Zhou, every time I see you, your sword skills have improved. How did you do it?"

   "Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to be a **** of nature."

   Zhou Yi drank in a low voice, his body flickered, while avoiding the incoming sword energy, he slashed sharply, and the knife directly hit the opponent's sword technique flaws:

"You can try."

   "No need."

  Liu Mengyan shook his head, touched his feet, and retreated more than three feet lightly, touched the wall again, and fell outside the wall, only the voice came:

   "Brother Zhou should keep this technique for himself!"

"Ah…"

  Zhou Yi withdrew his knife, he didn't have real energy, and he didn't have top-notch body skills.

   "I think you are reluctant to part with Miss."

   Shaking his head, put away the knife and left.

far away.

  In an attic.

  A beautiful woman looked away.

   "Interesting." She murmured:

   "Liu Mengyan, is the man Yunliu is looking for? He is a good-looking talent. His talent and character are acceptable, but he is too young."

"another one…"

   "His name is Zhou Yi." A hoarse voice sounded:

   "Miss, do you need to investigate?"

   "No need." The beautiful woman lowered her eyebrows:

   "The water thrown by the married girl, I am no longer the Lin family, and this young man... is very much like my father."

   "Master?" The hoarse voice sank subconsciously:

   "Miss said you are talented in martial arts?"

   "It's not talent." The beautiful woman said:

   "It's the heart."

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"Come!"

  It has been several years since Zhou Yi joined the nursing team.

  Chen Tou is already old, and his sideburns can be seen adding gray hair every year. Today, he looked excited, pulled Zhou Yi out in front of everyone, and shouted:

   "Zhou Yi, 20 years old, just entered the advanced stage of visceral refining!"

   "Wow..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the field changed their colors. Among them, some were surprised, some were envious, and jealousy was inevitable.

  Especially Li Yu, who had just separated not long ago, had beautiful eyes wide open, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

  'Well, you Zhou Yi, it turns out that you are already a visceral martial artist, no wonder you look down on me, didn't this lady just bring herself to humiliate herself? '

   Thoughts turned, she couldn't help gnashing her teeth.

  "A twenty-year-old Lian Zang is a top talent no matter where he is placed."

  Chen blushed and said:

   "I have already reported this matter. Zhou Yi should be picked up by the mountain after a while, but he still needs to stay with us before that. The status of a low-level nursing home is definitely not suitable."

   "Exactly."

  He looked at the person beside him and said:

   "Old Zhang, you need a deputy on your side, let Zhou Yi follow you first, and talk about it later."

"what!"

  Lao Zhang's complexion changed slightly:

   "Should we discuss the matter of the deputy?"

   "It's not necessary." Chen Tou waved his hand, and at the same time lowered his voice and said:

   "I know you want your son to come up, but he is young after all, and I'm afraid he won't be able to convince the public. At this time, let Zhou Yi take the lead for a while, and your son can come up after Zhou Yi is gone."

   "Kill two birds with one stone!"

   "This..." Lao Zhang's eyes flickered, and he nodded slowly:

   "Tou Chen said yes."

  ...

   night.

  Zhang Xian sat on the chair with no expression on his face, looking pensive.

   "Father."

  Zhang Guan's expression is distorted:

   "The deputy's errand, just let it go?"

   "Otherwise?" Zhang Xian looked sideways:

   "I told you to work hard, don't seek to refine the viscera, and you can have an explanation if you refine the skin perfectly, but look at yourself!"

  Zhang Guan hesitated and couldn't help but bow his head.

   "Only temporarily."

  Zhang Xian took a deep breath and said:

   "Be careful during this time, wait until the surname Zhou leaves."

   "But..." Zhang Guan said:

   "The urging over there is urgent, and they always have to move, and it's not certain when the surname Zhou will leave. What if he doesn't leave?"

   "Dad!"

  He looked anxious and said:

   "I'm not thinking of myself, but once the incident happens, our entire Zhang family will be ruined, and Zhou Yi cannot be allowed to intervene no matter what."

   "Hmm..." Zhang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was cold:

"do not worry."

   "Zhou Yi, I won't be here for long!"

"what!"

  Zhang Guan was taken aback for a moment, then looked up.

  (end of this chapter)