Liu Xiao's voice seemed to float in his ears again: "Junior Sister, what gift do you like? Flowers? Jewelry?"
"Hehe, it doesn't matter what the gift is, what matters is the person who gives it to you."
"Junior sister, the most important thing to avoid when practicing martial arts is being distracted. Only by keeping the eight intentions in mind can you seize the initiative and win."
His voice and appearance still appear in my mind, very clearly, but he is no longer here.
Holding the bracelet tightly in her hand, Tao Meng burst into tears.
Why do the people closest to me leave me one after another?
Why didn't she let him take her home last night?
If she had invited him to her house to rest for a while and have a cup of tea, perhaps she could have avoided this disaster.
She never imagined that last night would be the last time she met her senior brother.
From then on, the two were separated by Yin and Yang.
Wu Ming sighed. These successive blows were really too heavy for her.
He didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to rely on herself to get through it.
Outside the door, Xiao Chen held Liu Xiao's Wuji stick tightly in his hand.
The stick is three feet long, made of fine steel, and feels heavy in the hand.
Liu Xiao’s death was undoubtedly bad news for Xiao Chen.
He still couldn't accept it. His senior brother, who was teaching him the Baji techniques during the day, was now dead.
"Xiao Chen." Wu Ming walked over.
"Uncle Wu." Xiao Chen stood up: "Any news about the murderer?"
"The murderer is a master of internal martial arts. His identity is still under investigation. There will be someone in charge of matters in the underworld." Wu Ming said.
Xiao Chen stared at Wu Ming. He could hear the ambiguity in Wu Ming's tone.
With Wu Ming's identity, it should not be difficult to find out the identity of the murderer.
"Uncle Wu, do you know who the murderer is? Tell me." Xiao Chen asked seriously.
"Xiao Chen." Wu Ming sighed and said, "You'd better not get involved in the affairs of the martial arts world. You have enough troubles of your own."
"Hehe... This trouble is directed at me, right?" Xiao Chen smiled.
"The other party is coming with great force. There are only three people to deal with: my senior brother, Tao Meng, and me."
"I'm afraid of trouble, so I hide? Let Senior Brother Liu die in vain? Uncle Wu, this is not my character."
"Then what do you want?" Wu Ming asked after a moment of silence. "The other party is a master of internal martial arts, and his dark energy has reached at least the fourth level."
"What do you think you can do to a person like this?"
"He has the strength, and I have the brains." Xiao Chen pointed to his head: "I also want to seek justice for my brother."
"Uncle Wu, are you afraid of alerting the Sun family and affecting your plans? If that's the case, then I can responsibly tell Uncle Wu that after I avenge my senior brother, I will be the first one to find a way to deal with the Sun family for him."
"Really?" Wu Ming couldn't help but look at Xiao Chen a few more times.
He knew Xiao Chen's abilities, and this kid exuded a spirit of not wanting to admit defeat.
"Of course it's true." Xiao Chen nodded.
"Sun Lao Er is abroad. The last incident has made him alert. We must not only deal with the grandfather and grandson of the Sun family, but also Sun Lao Er who is abroad."
"I know all this, and I will have corresponding countermeasures, but before that, I want to make that so-called internal martial arts master pay the price." Xiao Chen said in a deep voice.
"Qishan Hongqing, also known as Yizhangqing." Wu Ming compromised.
"I started practicing martial arts at the age of eight, and developed hidden power at the age of twenty. After that, I visited famous mountains and rivers to learn from masters."
"Later, because I had a talent for swordsmanship, I changed my training to sword."
"After turning fifty, he retired to the Grand View Reef of Qishan Mountain, practicing martial arts in seclusion. Now, at the age of seventy, his An Jin has reached the fourth level, surpassing Elder Liu of Wuji Villa."
"One Zhang Qing..." Xiao Chen's eyes gradually became deeper.
"Think about it carefully. This is a tough nut to crack. Hong Qing hasn't been involved in the affairs of the martial arts world for decades."
"Besides, he is relatively indifferent to fame and fortune. I don't know why the Sun family would invite him out of retirement."
"Thank you, Uncle Wu. I will deal with him in my own way." Xiao Chen nodded slightly.
"By the way, Tao Meng has suffered a series of blows and she may not be in a good mood. If you have time, please help comfort her." Wu Ming said.
"I will, but Director Wu, the most important persuasion for her is to deal with the Sun family." Xiao Chen said.
Wu Ming smiled bitterly. If only things were that simple. After all, these things were too complicated.
But he could never guess what Xiao Chen was thinking. Xiao Chen solved things simply and crudely. What about the overall situation? He couldn't control it.
Let’s deal with these bastards in front of us first.
Taoist temple, back mountain.
Xiao Chen and Xuan Ruo sat cross-legged one in front of the other, meditating.
At noon, the Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes.
Xiao Chen also opened his eyes after him.
"How does it feel?" Xuan Ruo asked.
"I feel... not very good. There's a breath here." Xiao Chen pointed at his chest and said, "I can't suppress it."
"This is resentment. A cultivator emphasizes purity and inaction, following the laws of nature."
The Taoist priest chuckled: "If the evil spirit is not eliminated, no matter how good your state of mind is, or how good your cultivation is, you will always fall behind."
"Then Master, how can I get rid of this anger? I can't suppress it." Xiao Chen said with some distress.
"That depends on what's causing the resentment within you," the Taoist priest said slowly, "Is it hatred or desire?"
"Of course it's hatred." Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and said, "I can't swallow this anger until I avenge Senior Brother Liu."
"Then go and get revenge." The Taoist's tone changed, becoming somewhat murderous: "No matter who the other party is, don't pay attention to the consequences."
"If he has affected your Dao heart, then he deserves to die."
"Master, do you support me in seeking revenge?" Xiao Chen was stunned.
"Why do you think I won't support you in taking revenge?" the Taoist priest asked.
"Well...you are a monk." Xiao Chen was a little confused.
Aren’t monks all compassionate and pure-hearted?
"Haha, you're overthinking it." The Taoist priest smiled faintly: "You have to remember, no matter who the other party is, they can't affect your Dao heart."
"If it affects him, he deserves to die."
"What is Tao? This is Tao."
Xiao Chen's heart was filled with ripples, and his mind was as clear as a mirror at this moment.
He slapped his thigh and said, "That's right. He affected my Dao heart and made me feel uneasy. He deserves to die. I will seek revenge."
"But..." He smiled bitterly: "I can't seem to beat him."
"Is this the weapon of your deceased friend?" The Taoist priest picked up the Wuji stick that Xiao Chen placed in front of him.
"Yes." Xiao Chen nodded.
"In fact, it doesn't matter what kind of weapon is used. What matters is that the person using the weapon can achieve harmony between man and nature."
The Taoist priest slowly raised his stick and began to practice slowly.
"When you strike, your hands must be ruthless and your heart must be black."
"Treat the enemy as a fat sheep, take advantage of their unpreparedness, strike them with a club, and defeat them in one move."
"Those who are good at swimming drown, and those who are good at riding fall; each one, due to his own hobbies, brings disaster upon himself."
"If you respond with a gentleman's heart, this revenge will be unrequited."
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