The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

Pressing the tail thread lightly with a finger, the embroidery thread outside the room quickly retreated, and the embroidery thread and embroidery needle returned to the embroidery bed one by one in almost one breath.

outside the room.

Tie Zhuiri glanced at Cui Yuquan and Qin Teng, and said with a faint smile: "Fairy Dongfang has become obsessed with embroidery recently, I think~ he won't leave this room until he catches Ye Caixiang.

Moreover, he doesn't like to talk, and he hopes that the two don't want to disturb Fairy Dongfang's elegance. "

"I don't know what school and sect this Oriental Fairy is from?" Cui Yuquan looked at Tie Zhuiri with a kind tone.

Tie Zhuiri showed hesitation, and said nonsense, "Fairy Dongfang has a very noble background, so I can't say more, I can only tell you that there is a senior on the list who has a very close relationship with him."

"Heavenly List!"

Cui Yuquan and Qin Teng both took a deep breath.

In the room, Xiao Xun had a strange look in his eyes.

Tie Zhuiri's words were made up on the spot.

But, the point is...

It's all right!

Noble birth... Isn't the Ninth Prince of Da Zhou noble enough?

A strong person in the Tianbang with a close relationship... the seventh in the trumpet Tianbang!

This is a prophecy, right?

outside the room.

Qin Teng suddenly became elegant and polite. He cupped his fists and saluted very respectfully towards the door. He said in a gentle voice, "I just hope that Fairy Dongfang is not to blame for your rude remarks."

Tie Zhuiri curled his lips, feeling a little dark in his heart, and said on the face: "Fairy Dongfang is only seeking the Tao, and has nothing outside of her mind; I really want to blame you, because the needle just now was not as simple as being just on the tip of your nose."

Qin Teng's face was slightly stiff, and he glanced at his uncle.

Cui Yuquan shook his head secretly.

Qin Teng immediately stood there like a deflated ball and stopped talking.

"Since there is Dongfang Fairy here, it's more than enough to deal with a mere night picking fragrance, so we won't join in the fun." Cui Yuquan said, cupping his hands towards the door, then turned and left.

Qin Teng hurriedly followed.

"I'll send you two." Master Zhao also hurriedly followed, he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest.

After leaving Zhao Mansion and walking along the street for about a hundred zhang, Qin Teng couldn't help asking: "Master Cui, is that Oriental Fairy very powerful?"

He knew that 'Only Me in the East' must be stronger than him, but he couldn't understand how powerful it was.

Cui Yuquan said in a deep voice: "Her control of force has almost reached the extreme, and she can control a needle and thread to write in the air without using the slightest qi.

It is conceivable that her control over her qi must have reached a superb level.

This kind of person is a true arrogance of the same level as Jing Yun.

Perhaps, she hasn't fully grown up yet, but her future achievements can be expected! "

Jing Yun, the chief disciple of the Kongtong Sect, was ranked first in the Qingyun Ranking by Tianji City, and he is the most talented disciple of the Kongtong Sect in the past 800 years!

This time, Cui Yuquan and Qin Teng came to Ye Caixiang for Jing Yun...

One month ago, Jing Yun went out to practice and disappeared in Youzhou.

The Kongtong faction searched extensively, and entrusted Tianji City to investigate Jingyun's whereabouts together with a large sum of money.

In the end, Jing Yun's whereabouts still could not be determined, only the place of suspicion: Nether Valley.

Just a suspicion, it is inconvenient for the Kongtong faction to directly conflict with Nether Valley.

At this moment, Tianji City brought the news of Ye Caixiang.

Ye Caixiang seems to have escaped from Nether Valley, and may know Jingyun's whereabouts.

"Talent and Jing Yun are at the same level?" Qin Teng was shocked, and then a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Don't provoke her unless necessary," Cui Yuquan urged.

"Understood." Qin Teng nodded, his eyes flickering slightly.

Zhao House.

Mr. Zhao was so enthusiastic that he almost offered Tie Zhuiri~.

Tie Zhuiri's performance was calm, but his heart was very dark.

Of course, his happiness did not come from Master Zhao's change of attitude, but from the departure of the Kongtong faction.

When he first saw Cui Yuquan and Qin Teng, Tie Zhuiri was ready to leave.

totally unexpected...

Xiao Xun is actually so powerful.

Without fighting or uttering a word, just a needle and thread scare away Taoist Yuquan, the soul-destroyer!

In Zhao Qingzhi's room.

Xiao Xun didn't feel that he had done anything powerful, but felt that the previous pretense was completely...playing the piano against the cow.

Such a domineering name, let the group of uneducated Jianghu people outside call it... the only me in the East.

It doesn't make any sense at all.

Might as well study embroidery needles.

At this moment, Xiao Xun is indeed studying embroidery needles.

"It's very difficult to control after zhenqi 2.5 is out of the body. You need to practice a skill similar to the eight-style capture of the dragon in order to figure out the way to control it."

"It is also difficult to control the needle and thread after it is shot, and it requires precise control of the force."

Xiao Xun picked up an embroidery thread between the fingers of his right hand, and with a light shake, the embroidery thread became straight immediately.

Change the strength slightly, and the straight embroidery thread will bend in an instant.

"It seems that there is another way to defeat the enemy."

The corner of Xiao Xun's mouth curled up.

Sitting at the dressing table, Zhao Qingzhi, who had been peeking at Xiao Xun all the time, saw that Xiao Xun was twisting up the embroidery thread, and could control the embroidery needle to move freely like a green snake, with a look of envy in his eyes.

"Sister Dongfang, you are so amazing." Zhao Qingzhi admired sincerely.

Xiao Xun glanced sideways at Zhao Qingzhi, flicked the embroidery thread twisted in his hand, and the embroidery needle immediately flew in front of Zhao Qingzhi.

Zhao Qingzhi was startled and a little scared at first, but then seeing that the embroidery needle didn't hurt her, she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that it was 'Elder Sister Dongfang' teasing her.

He stretched out his right index finger tentatively, and lightly touched the tip of the embroidery needle with his fingertip.

Zhao Qingzhi smiled and looked at Xiao Xun expectantly: "Sister Dongfang, can you teach me?".

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"Sister Dongfang, can you teach me?"

"Sister, it's not that I don't want to teach you. It's because I have practiced strength for ten years to achieve this level. Teach you? You can't learn it either!" Xiao Xun replied in his heart.

There was no reaction on the face, still controlling the tip of the needle, touching Zhao Qingzhi's fingertips.

When the needle tip touches a foreign object, the force on it will change greatly.

Move one hair and pull the whole body!

Xiao Xun has not fully adapted to this change, and needs some practice.

At this moment, it is simply practicing.

Seeing that Xiao Xun didn't respond, Zhao Qingzhi couldn't help being a little disappointed and discouraged, and whispered: "Can't you teach?"

"Brother is not that kind of stingy person, you really can't learn it." Xiao Xun complained secretly, after thinking about it, he controlled the embroidery needle to insert it into a rouge box on the dressing table.

Squeak~. There was a soft 'squeak' sound, and the embroidery needle opened the lid of the rouge box.

Xiao Xun controlled the embroidery needle to vibrate lightly, and the embroidery needle immediately came out of the rouge box, and the tip of the needle slowly penetrated into the rouge, stained with red rouge.

"No, the tip of the needle is too thin to be stained with much rouge powder."

Xiao Xun shook his head secretly, concentrated, controlled the embroidery needle to rotate 180 degrees, and inserted the end of the needle into the rouge box.

A moment~. On the table top of the dressing table, there are three more words written with the end of a needle stained with rouge: "You can't learn."

Zhao Qingzhi, who had been watching the entire 26 process with curiosity, silently read these four words, her pretty face collapsed.

Xiao Xun's mouth curled up.

Not to mention, this slightly depressed expression is quite pretty.

"Sister Dongfang, can you teach me a trick or two that I can learn?" Zhao Qingzhi looked at Xiao Xun pitifully.

"You can learn it? It's hard for me." Xiao Xunxin said, thinking seriously.

A girl who has never practiced before, what can she learn in half a day?

Moreover, the teaching can only be incidental and cannot affect my acupuncture practice...

Xiao Xun pondered for a while, his eyes gradually lit up.

Came up with a brilliant idea.

It can not only exercise one's own control over needlework, but also teach Zhao Qingzhi a little practice method.

Kill two birds with one stone.

"Really want to learn?" Xiao Xun wrote three more words on the dressing table with the end of a needle.

Zhao Qingzhi's eyes were wide open, and her head was lighting up like a chicken pecking at rice.Xiao Xun wrote again: "It may be very painful."

Zhao Qingzhi paused, and then said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of pain." Her voice lacked confidence.

"Who cares if you're afraid or not? I'm going to teach you. You have to learn if you don't." Xiao Xun murmured to himself, and wrote: "Next, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to struggle, Believe me." "Hmm." Zhao Qingzhi closed her lips tightly and pronounced with her nose.

"This is what you promised me." Xiao Xun thought to himself, reaching out and hitting Zhao Qingzhi's dumb acupoint very quickly.

Zhao Qingzhi was stunned, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

Soon, her premonition came true.

Xiao Xun stretched out his hand and patted the embroidery bed lightly, and all the needles and threads on the embroidery bed flew towards Zhao Qingzhi.

Under Xiao Xun's precise control.

between breaths.

Zhao Qingzhi seemed to have put on a piece of clothing again, her body was densely covered with embroidery threads.Staring blankly at Xiao Xun...Zhao Qingzhi was stunned.

What is this for?

Xiao Xun's hands were full of threads.

At this moment, Zhao Qingzhi was like a doll on a string in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Xun sat cross-legged on the ground, and Zhao Qingzhi flew up uncontrollably. Shocked, she immediately wanted to struggle, but the words written by Xiao Xun on the dressing table instantly appeared in her mind: No matter what happens, don't talk, don't struggle, trust me.

Zhao Qingzhi glanced at Xiao Xun, who was as holy as a fairy, hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth secretly, and decided to trust this "Sister Dongfang". "Sister Dongfang came to save me, there is no reason to harm me." Zhao Qingzhi comforted herself silently.

Seeing that Zhao Qingzhi was not struggling, Xiao Xun nodded in satisfaction, slowly closed his eyes, and fully opened his perception.

"Through the vibration force, precisely control the acupuncture points all over her body, and then transmit the strength to the meridians through the acupoints." "Trembling the meridians, arousing the dantian..." "Qi sense!"

Xiao Xun's mood fluctuated, and there was a bit of agitation.

I haven't cultivated the sense of venting myself, but now I want to help Zhao Qingzhi cultivate the sense of venting through this 'external control' method.

This is an ambition unimaginable by ordinary people, and it is also an unwillingness that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Although he has vaguely realized that although he has not cultivated true qi, his own strength is stronger than many people.However…

Infuriating has always been the obsession in Xiao Xun's heart that he can't forget!

At this moment, while exercising his control over the needle and thread, he also wanted to use the chicken to lay eggs, which could be regarded as a little appeasement of the obsession in his heart.

Countless embroidery threads were trembling.over time…

The uneasiness in Zhao Qingzhi's heart gradually disappeared.