A noise came from outside the palace, and Li Qiushui seemed to be excited and became anxious. After using the martial arts of various sects in his hand, he returned to the Baihong Palm. He lost the floating posture of the Xiaoyao Sect, becoming strong and fierce, completely ignoring his own safety and attacking without his life.

The more Shen Yuanjing fought, the more strange it became. If it weren't for telling Qiao Feng's plan just now, he would have almost immediately withdrawn.

Suddenly, the anxious footsteps of several people came from outside the hall. He moved his heart and said to himself: "It's finally here." He attacked a few times with his hands, trying to force the opponent away, so he left.

I saw his fingers around Li Qiushui's palms and point straight toward his forehead. A little star light flashed. As soon as I saw it, I knew it was an extremely sharp trick and it was dead when touched. I originally planned that the other party would dodge with Lingbo's microsteps, but unexpectedly, she didn't even retreat to rescue her hands, but instead rushed forward and opened her mouth to bite her.

Shen Yuanjing didn't really want to kill her, so he had to just a little toe, take a few steps back, look over, and understand in an instant, and sighed in his heart.

At this time, Li Qiushui's eyes were red, her mouth wide open, revealing her white teeth, and she looked like she was trying to devour. In addition, the scars on her face with the "well"-shaped skin and flesh turned outward, which was both ugly and terrifying.

What's even more terrifying is that her face, which was originally very white, was now full of wrinkles, like an old tree bark, with ravines and dullness. Even the hands that stretched out looked like chicken feet that had been taken off from water, revealing their rugged bones.

This is clearly an old man who is about to die!

Thinking of a moment ago, she still looked like a middle-aged man. Now, it seems that someone has instantly pulled away sixty years of time from her.

The three magical skills of the Xiaoyao Sect each have their own flaws. Even the seemingly harmless little Wuxiang Gong, when the most vulnerable moment, hidden dangers broke out, so that Li Qiushui was confused and had no reason left, leaving only his only obsession, which is to seize the magical skills and keep his youth forever.

Shen Yuanjing suddenly felt that any plan was boring. As the steps outside got closer, he suddenly moved and bullied himself, and his speed became extremely fast.

Li Qiushui grabbed it a few times, but he didn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. The back of his head, Dazhui, between his eyebrows, Tanzhong, Qihai and other places were successively hit. The true energy in the major acupoints was like an oil pan that encountered water. It exploded suddenly and spread into the meridians throughout the body, but the strength of his body suddenly dissipated, his legs and feet were weak, and he staggered and he was about to fall.

Shen Yuanjing waved her hand, and she moved a few steps and landed onto the chair beside her. Her eyes were clear and she came to her senses. She understood what had just happened. She looked horrified. She touched her face, rolled up her sleeves, looked up her arms, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her arms were still smooth and elastic.

After a little exercise, she felt that her body was empty and could not sense a trace of true energy. She was panicked and quickly reacted. It turned out that Shen Yuanjing's fingers dispersed all over her body, nourishing her skin and filling it.

Li Qiushui knew clearly that it was impossible to gather true energy again, and she was not willing to return to her useless skills before she died, but she showed an ugly face.

She looked at Shen Yuanjing with gratitude and said softly: "Thank you!" She closed her eyes and passed away.

Shen Yuanjing was also full of emotion. He stood for a moment, and waited for the footsteps to reach the door of the bedroom. His feet moved, soaring into the sky, breaking through the roof, leaving only a white back.

Immediately afterwards, a few shouts came from behind him: "The Concubine!" "Come, there is an assassin!" There was a chaotic chaos in the palace, echoing the city.

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When Qiao Feng brought more than a dozen brothers from the Beggars' Sect to the agreed location, the sky was already slightly brighter. He asked, "Brother Chen, what should we do next?"

Shen Yuanjing said lightly: "Call the brothers to leave first, you and I will wait here." Qiao Feng was puzzled, but he also asked the dozen subordinates to return to Song State first.

The two sat until dawn, and Qiao Feng saw that the other party looked a little wrong and asked, "But what happened?"

Shen Yuanjing sighed, "The ancients said, 'Life and death are great!' Last night in the Western Xia Palace, I saw that the lifespan of the Western Xia Li Qiushui was about to end. In an instant, it was like the withering of flowers and the withering of leaves. I was a little scared, and I realized that there was a great horror between life and death."

Qiao Feng pondered for a moment and said, "A person will die safely and die of old age. It is many times better than those who died young, died of illness or even killed. She is over 100 years old and died without illness. It is also a fate that the people on the border are worried all day long, and if they are not careful, they will suffer a disaster. Wouldn't it be even more miserable and worth sighing."

"Hahahaha!" Shen Yuanjing laughed and said, "Brother Qiao, the so-called 'the greatest hero is for the country and the people' is probably a person like you. I am so selfish that I have always only cared about myself and do not want to be the dynasty bacteria or mole cricket. I always hope to live longer and brighter."

Qiao Feng was silent and said after a long time, "Although the Tao is different, Brother Chen has also done many great things that are beneficial to the people, and he deserves to be called a hero."

Shen Yuanjing shook his head, stopped talking about these things, but instead talked about some martial arts principles. In this regard, Qiao Feng was a student, listened respectfully and asked out some of his doubts one by one.

He said, "Brother Chen, I once learned indirectly that the Yijin Sutra needs to be practiced with the ability to achieve 'no self-image, no human-image, no sentient beings'. But I think that what I have done and thought in my life is not in line with the slightest. Why don't I feel embarrassed when practicing?"

Shen Yuanjing said: "It's not unusual to say it. Confucius said: 'Only the wisdom of the superior and the foolish are unchanged.' Although it is about education, it can also refer to people. The Buddhist "no self" and other words are empty, and they are as stupid as foolish as they are pure and undisturbed. A person with the superior wisdom can go directly to the inside through the surface and reach the inside, and naturally they will not be confused. Brother Qiao, you are a person with outstanding talent in martial arts, and you are the one with the superior wisdom."

Qiao Feng said he didn't dare to take it, and then asked, "If this is the case, wouldn't the Shaolin monk have to turn himself into dementia before he can learn this sutra?"

"No need." Shen Yuanjing shook his head and said, "You also know that Xiaoyao School has a small Wuxiangyi skill that can simulate the world's martial arts, which is vivid. If a monk follows this principle and simulates the state of "no self", he can also get started. It will be difficult to cultivate to achieve great success."

Qiao Feng suddenly realized and thanked him. Although all he learned came from famous teachers, due to his life experience, Xuan Ku and Wang Jiantong often asked him to think more and practice more, and rarely explained it.

He was able to achieve what he had today because of his talent. Today, he was told by the world's number one master, and many confusions suddenly became clear. This one day alone was enough for him to enjoy for life.
Chapter completed!