I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

　　 "One-style swordsmanship, is this an excerpt from a complete technique?"

　　Xiang Baiquan has no sense of gain or loss in his heart. I am lucky if I lose it. Even without this sign-in system, he still lives happily in this life. It would be uncomfortable to not have it, right?

　　 He looked at this page of sword tactics carefully, his expression was focused, and he calculated it carefully.

　　 After a long time, he probably understood.

　　 This sword art belongs to one of the [Twelve Scenes of Qinglian], but he doesn't know what the 【Twelve Scenes of Qinglian】are.

　　 But this type of special sword tactics can be cultivated to a high level and can form a "sword aspect".

　　What is "Sword Phase"?

　　 This is a mystery.

　　 is the same mystery as what is meant by "adding Dainichi Zhenyuan to the atmosphere".

　　 is beyond one's field of vision.

　　 "Probably the level after Jianyi?"

　　 Xiang Baiquan used a pillow in his hand, leaned against the wooden pillar and muttered to himself to give a guess.

　　 Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand, his five fingers grasped the leather-wrapped sword hilt by the wall, and suddenly pulled out.

　　 The dazzling Xueguang pulled out Bai Lian, and he rushed into the snow in the courtyard wildly like a leopard, trying to rehearse this style.

　　 There was nothing unexpected in the ending, it failed.

　　 His power is not enough to drive this sword, and after barely making a hand pose, he can't pass it out anyway in the next pose.

　　 Muscles, blood, and meridians were trembling faintly, and if he had to forcibly hand out this sword, in the next instant, his muscles would cramp, the meridians would be torn, and the whole person would be seriously injured.

　　 The tip of the sword trembled and pointed at the white plum that had just bloomed in the distance.

　　铿!

　　 There was a crisp sound.

　　 Xiang Baiquan has thrown the long sword back easily, and the long sword steadily falls into the scabbard not far away.

　　 The little uncle on Wudang Mountain yawned, and began to figure out how much money he still had and how much water and wine he could buy in the town.

　　 The water wine is not mellow, it is very light, but it can be served even after drinking too much.

　　 Xiang Baiquan has complained secretly how many times, but he needs to make money if he wants to drink good wine, which is very bad again.

　　 Daoxiang is divided into three ways: Heaven and Human, Xiaoyao, and Longevity. Each Dao has many sects, and no matter which one or the other, they don’t think about making money, and even evade this.

　　Money comes, you get it calmly, and money goes, and you treat it calmly. If you have more money, you will be happy if you drink good wine. If you have less money, you will only have a headache if you drink bad quality, but you will all enjoy it. If you put money in your heart, where to put your practice, where to put yourself at ease?

　　 The monk avoids fame and fortune, just like the mountain people avoid the tiger viper.

As for those who say that they can earn a little money, and then practice after earning, it is like pouring a drop of ink on white cotton, and then washing the white after splashing, it is like begging mother to say, "Only fight for the last time, the glory of the king will be fine. Learn".

　　 Cotton, it’s black, it’s not white, it’s a game, and it’s not forgotten after playing, it’s the same for fame and fortune.

　　On the Wudang Mountain, I take care of board and lodging, and the disciples in charge of the house affairs can also distribute the copper coins for work. About a month, I can get two taels of silver to three taels of silver, which is two to three thousand yuan.

　　 If there are no special circumstances, he can become a Taoist priest after he has been a Taoist priest, and he can become a Taoist priest for another ten years.

　　 Taoist priests are basically the real "organization", in addition to the possibility of being awarded the chapter, the "salary" will also increase.

　　 The so-called "Fu Yudi Lingluotianshen" can be seen to be powerful.

　　 In addition, the status of the Taoist priest is not low. When the time comes to ask a like-minded beautiful woman to form a Taoist couple, it will be enough to have Yin and Yang all day long.

　　......

　　 After the first month, the new year begins.

　　 Xiang Baiquan continued his normal practice.

Although the sign-in this year has gradually become "19 times cultivation pill", "18 times cultivation pill"... even by the end of the year it has become "15 times cultivation pill", but the " "Twenty-fold cultivation pill" is basically enough, at least 17 or 18 years can be cultivated with maximum efficiency.

　　 His one day's practice can be worth 20 days for others.

　　 One year is worth 20 years for others.

　　 Those nephews who practiced a few months earlier than him have completely lost sight of him.

　　 The fourth brother who is not optimistic about the younger brother is also destined to be disappointed.

　　 Winter goes to spring, spring comes, and spring blossoms.

　　 In the new year, Lao Dao surveyed his little disciple's learning progress roughly.

　　His investigation is not a "pulse type" investigation, but to see if he can break the stone with a punch. After all, if the Qi movement reaches the first level of the "Zhou Tian Qi", this can be done very easily.

　　 Xiang Baiquan smashed the stone casually, and the old Tao was very satisfied and threw him a booklet-"Wang Qi Shu".

　　Wang Qi technique, observing good and evil, judging good and bad, is a necessary spell for Taoists down the mountain...

　　 Maybe you can’t see it, you can’t judge it, but this action must be done,

　　 Otherwise, the blood will soar in front of you, and if you run forward unsuspectingly, you will only become a joke of Daoxiang on the spot.

　　 And this spell is also very important to Xiang Baiquan, because it relates to whether [Wang Qi Yu Jianshu] can be practiced.

　　 June is the height of summer.

　　 In the courtyard, mountain flowers are in bud.

　　 It has been a full year and a half since the self-study started.

The young Taoist priest cross-legs in the shade of the courtyard runs the qi in his body, over and over again, not afraid of hardships, patience, over and over again, swimming through the odd meridians and eight meridians in one breath, and then tapping into the hidden caves that a hundred and eight mortals don’t know. In the middle, like a gurgling current rushing in the mountains.

　　 The human body is a small world, the head is like the sky, the feet are like the earth, the limbs are like the four seasons, and the five internal organs are like the five elements.

　　 This qi wanders through the body like streams and mountains, and the wind passes the blue sky.

　　 There was a heavy rain overnight, but the flowers were more prosperous.

　　 In the courtyard, clouds come and clouds pass.

　　 The boy sits, the boy gets up.

　　 day after day.

　　 is just a certain moment in a certain day, Xiang Baiquan opened his eyes, and he looked calmly into the distance.

　　 The third realm of traveling qi-congenital fetal breath, success!

Even if you don’t need to deliberately run the qi, the qi will travel to every corner of the body, making himself in a state of being completely activated. From now on, every breath he takes can directly absorb the pureness between the world and the earth. Qi can even dive into the water and breathe in the water like a fish.

　　 "Sword."

　　 Xiang Baiquan raised his right hand flat, his broad sleeves bulged up, and moved violently. The long sword leaning against the old tree seemed to be attracted by a huge magnet, and it quaked slightly.

　　嗖! !

　　 The hilt of the sword flew into his fingers with the wind.

　　哧~

　　哧~

　　 Two freeze frames, two afterimages were pulled out, and when he looked again, Xiang Baiquan had closed his eyes, holding the sword in front of him, and the cold light of the sword printed his calm face.

　　 sword.

　　 sword power.

　　 Jian Qi.

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　　 means phantom.

　　 "I mean..."

　　 Accompanied by a soft whisper, a soft but thick qi rushed into the sword, making the sword an extension of this person.

　　 Xiang Baiquan released the sword, and the sword was floating in the air. He spread his hands and slashed arcs on both sides like a white crane spreading its wings.

　　 And the sword also started to unfold with his hand, cutting out a phantom of a six-blade sword wheel, rotating counterclockwise in front of him, slowly, as if time was passing by.

Xiang Baiquan didn't look at the sword, but looked sideways at the flowers... and whispered: "A sword blooms like a flower, and the autumn of the flowers Xie Chunrong. The sword flicks the birth and death, and the natural things between heaven and earth are also hidden here. In the power, isn't it the nature of cultivating the Taoism?"

　　 "The ego is not the power itself, but the way of the world..."

　　 "In fact, after all, what about being unreasonable? After all, I've been here, seen, walked...for a lifetime, why bother and sink into fame and gain?"

　　 "It's just to integrate this hopefulness, or it needs to be run-in."

　　 He laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the sword wheel dissipated, and the long sword fell back into the scabbard under the old tree out of thin air.

　　 "It's almost the end of the month. I didn't work less this month. It's time to find a big brother to buy wine."

　　 Xiang Baiquan is very happy when he thinks of two or three more silver.

　　 However, there are things that go well, and things that go wrong.

　　 Xiang Baiquan had reached the third state in both the "Xing Qi" and "Yu Jian" Dao, but the Golden Light Curse really caused him a headache.

　　 How can the one hundred and four words be pronounced while fighting?

　　 He tried various methods, but it didn’t work...

　　 This made Xiang Baiquan, who practiced at twenty times the speed of practice every day, couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I can't use ventriloquist."