Whoosh whoosh~~
Two figures rushed out from the wellhead and landed in the basement room.
Yejingtang closed the iron fence, walked out of the prison cell, still gently rubbing his fingers, feeling the delicate and silky touch.
Qiu Tianhe walked side by side with his hands behind his back. He turned his head and looked at the dark dungeon: "I used to think this place was unlucky and didn't want to come here a second time in my life. Now I find that this place is actually a geomantically favorable place. If anyone has the ability to learn all the skills from the second floor, they would be integrating the strengths of various schools..."
"Does Master Qiu want to stay here for further study?"
"No need for that. No matter how good the martial arts skills are, they are just means to make a living. They can't compare to the freedom and carefreeness in the martial arts world..."
"Hehe..."
After walking out of the dungeon, Yejingtang considered for a while:
"Master Qiu has a great reputation as a hero, and it shouldn't be a big problem to restore your freedom. But after all, Master Qiu, you were given a special pardon by the court. If you return to Tiannan and the news spreads in the martial arts world, the court will lose face."
Qiu Tianhe, who "knew" that Yejingtang was an undercover agent of the Pingtian Sect, showed an understanding expression and smiled:
"I know to avoid suspicion. From now on, I'll draw a clear line from the Pingtian Sect and travel to other places, so as not to affect your future prospects."
Yejingtang didn't give any more instructions. After saying goodbye, he handed over the confession to the White-Haired Diting and returned to Mingyu Building again.
It took less than half an hour in total to go out and handle official business.
In the hall of Mingyu Building, Dongfang Liren was holding the Black Lin Spear and still seriously practicing the moves. Although she hadn't fully mastered them yet, she already had a bit of the charm. When she swung the spear with a large movement, it made a sound of breaking the wind in the air:
Sa——
Sa——
Yejingtang came to the edge of the martial arts field. After looking carefully, his eyes showed approval:
"Your Highness really has good comprehension."
Dongfang Liren thought this praise wasn't pleasant at all. She re-held the spear horizontally and took up the stance, then asked:
"Are there still any problems with my posture?"
Yejingtang came behind the tall Benben and took a quick look. He held her waist with both hands and swayed it back and forth. As a result, Benben swayed like a flower. He frowned and said:
"Your Highness, this is just a showy pose. It will fall down at the slightest gust of wind."
Dongfang Liren took a deep breath, stood firmly on the ground with her feet, and tensed her legs. She noticed that Yejingtang's hand slid up along her flat abdomen, and it seemed that he was going to touch her "dragon" again. Her eyes moved, and she tried her best to maintain an expressionless look.
But this time, when Yejingtang's hand slid to her ribs, he stopped being offensive and began to feel carefully.
Dongfang Liren saw that Yejingtang had gone out and suddenly became well-behaved again. She reminded:
"Don't think too much when you're teaching martial arts."
"Shh~"
Yejingtang stood behind her, with his palm attached below the chubby-headed dragon, carefully feeling the details using the technique of the "Wind Listening Palm".
Although there were two layers of fabric in between, he could still clearly feel the subtle texture of the skin. The faint fluctuations caused by the breathing and the flow of qi and blood were also fully felt in his palm. By concentrating on it, he could even construct a picture of the qi and blood meridians in his mind.
Yejingtang closed his eyes, just like an old Chinese doctor who was fully focused on taking the pulse. After feeling for a while, instead of making corrections, he said:
"I just learned the Wind Listening Palm from Liu Qiansheng. Once mastered, the flow of a person's qi meridians will be completely exposed. Your Highness, you should learn this first. It should be easier and more intuitive to study the moves later."
Just now... Dongfang Liren was already used to such things. Seeing that Yejingtang started to demonstrate the moves, she didn't ask any questions and silently followed to learn the moves.
Because Yejingtang could sense Dongfang Liren's qi meridian situation, teaching her was much easier than before. He carefully pointed out every wrong move, made fine adjustments and corrections. In just two quarters of an hour, he guided Benben to figure out the way of channeling qi in the Wind Listening Palm.
This was the first time Dongfang Liren experienced the learning speed of a person of exceptional talent. She concentrated on practicing. After roughly mastering it, she tried to use the technique of the Wind Listening Palm and pressed her hand on Yejingtang's chest.
Yejingtang stood upright and asked:
"How is it?"
"Um..."
Dongfang Liren closed her eyes and carefully probed. She felt that the qi meridians on Yejingtang's chest were like countless rivers. Although they were flowing, because the river channels were too smooth, there were no waves at all, making it seem as if they were completely still, and she couldn't feel anything.
Yejingtang saw the confusion between Benben's eyebrows. He flipped his wrist and clenched his fist, gathering the qi energy in his palm.
Dongfang Liren immediately reacted. There was a hint of surprise between her eyebrows. Although her palm was separated by the fabric, she could feel a surging qi energy, like a river rushing, instantly surging past the area covered by her palm.
Yejingtang smiled and asked: "Is it very powerful?"
Dongfang Liren closed her eyes and nodded seriously: "It's indeed worthy of its reputation. It's much more powerful than the technique that Meng Jiao knows... Give me more reactions. You're as quiet as a corpse now. What can I feel like this?"
"When a top martial artist enters a combat-ready state, they are as quiet as a corpse. As long as they don't make a move, not even their breathing can be detected, to avoid being caught off guard by the opponent..."
"I know. This isn't a fight."
Yejingtang didn't refuse anymore. He channeled his qi and exhaled, allowing Benben to study carefully.
Dongfang Liren stood very close. Her bright face and red lips were right in front of him. She felt that one hand wasn't enough, so she put both hands on his chest.
Yejingtang looked down at Benben, who was fully concentrated. The faint fragrance of orchids entered his nose, and his heart inevitably stirred, and the qi and blood in his body surged.
Dongfang Liren frowned and felt carefully. She found that the qi and blood in Yejingtang's body began to accelerate, his heart rate also increased, and many parts of his body showed changes...
She tried to touch the areas where the qi and blood were more active. As a result, she found that the more she touched, the more restless the qi and blood became. After trying for a while, she found that Yejingtang's body seemed to be completely under her control. She knew what Yejingtang wanted, where her hand would make him happier when she moved it, and where it would make him disappointed...
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Yejingtang had been fully concentrated on teaching the moves, but gradually he noticed something was wrong. Benben's hand on his chest moved along with his qi fluctuations, slowly sliding on his chest. The strength was just right, and the technique was meticulous, always going to the places where he felt pleasure.
He tried to suppress the increasingly restless qi and blood, but he found that Benben had a very high level of comprehension. She even knew how to draw inferences from one case and deliberately provoked him, such as when her hand touched his pectoral muscles, she even试探ed it thoughtfully...
Damn it...
How could Yejingtang resist this kind of teasing that seemed to be in tune with his heart? He said:
"Your Highness, you're practicing this wrongly. You've gone in the wrong direction."
Dongfang Liren didn't think she was in the wrong direction at all. Being able to control Yejingtang's body was already very impressive to her. She studied it with great interest and even said coldly:
"If you don't even have this much self-control, when you meet a female master in the future and she uses the beauty trap, won't you die on the spot? Stand still!"
Yejingtang understood this principle, but being seduced by a female devil from the evil path was completely different from being teased by Benben. In desperation, he could only close his eyes and calm his mind.
Dongfang Liren found that the restless qi and blood in Yejingtang began to subside, and she wasn't happy about it. Based on the feedback from her palm, she started to look for the "vital point" on Yejingtang's body, looking like a bad elder sister who was teasing an innocent young master.
Dongfang Liren indeed had remarkable natural talent...
"Your Highness!"
Yejingtang took a step back and grabbed Dongfang Liren's wrist:
"This martial art is for fighting. Practicing it like this is going astray. The key to this move is 'quickness'. The moment the palm touches the opponent, you should figure out the movement of the opponent's qi meridians and counteract them. If you touch so slowly, you would have been killed dozens of times by the opponent already."
In fact, Dongfang Liren didn't dare to touch the man's sensitive areas either. Sensing the helplessness of the dignified Lord Ye, she looked quite proud and waved her hand:
"This move is indeed good. Being able to obtain it from Liu Qiansheng, I'll record this as a merit for you. You can go back. I'll practice some more."
Yejingtang guessed that Benben would definitely not practice the Wind Listening Palm in the correct direction of "figuring out the opponent's moves within a hair's breadth". If she continued to study, she would definitely study how to touch to shake his will and make him unable to resist and give in.
But as a subordinate, Yejingtang couldn't control Benben. At the moment, he could only bow with his hands clasped and retreat helplessly...