Three on Seventeen [Douluo Dalu]

"Ah? Xiaosan, what did you just say?" Shiqi was a little distracted just now, and didn't hear what Tang San said at all.

Tang San turned around at this moment, and Seventeen's outstretched hand pressed directly on Tang San's chest.

The warm human body temperature of seventeen has obviously been felt for more than ten years, but now he felt as if he was pressing on the magma, causing him to quickly withdraw his hands and put them behind his back.

Tang San held Shi Qi's shoulders with concern, "Seventeen, are you still not feeling well?"

"I'm fine!" Seventeen shrank his neck, and the right hand behind his back seemed to still retain the touch and warmth of the skin.

This situation seems really not good.

In order to prevent Tang San from asking why he was distracted, Shi Qi's head turned quickly and he thought of a suitable reason, "I just think that with your qualifications, Third Brother, it would be a waste to only stay in the outer sect and learn these superficial skills."

To be precise, this was not a reason, but Shi Qi's sentiment. He had always wanted to say something to Tang San and the sect.

Tang San stared deeply at Shi Qi, then suddenly stood up and walked to the door, looked around a few times, then closed the door and repeated what he had simply said carefully and seriously.

"Seventeen, you also know the rules and restrictions of the Tang Sect. Now I have mastered the skills of the outer sect, but there is no chance to go further. In this way, I cannot carry forward the Tang Sect. The inner sect disciples and elders It’s impossible to teach me the inner sect’s mental methods, and now I only have one way to go.”

Tang San went to ask the elders to teach him inner martial arts today, but he was ruthlessly rejected.Outer disciples will never have a chance to enter their sight.

After leaving the elders in frustration, he met an inner disciple who had just finished practicing.

Tang San had secretly watched the inner disciples practice before. Although he saw the martial arts moves, it was useless without the corresponding inner skills.But this behavior had already violated the sect rules and the dignity of the inner disciples, so Tang San was given a lesson.

That time it was just a flesh wound, it was not a serious problem for Tang San, and he didn't let Shi Qi notice it after he came back.

When they met again this time, the inner disciples thought that he still refused to give up and took their warnings as nonsense. They became furious and took more aggressive actions.

No matter how talented Tang San was, with the limitations of his skills and the many years of teachings from the Tang Sect, he didn't resist at all, and couldn't resist. Finally, he dragged his injured body back to the outer sect.

However, the idea of ​​​​wanting to go further did not make Tang San give up even after these two blows, but made him more determined.

Shiqi had stayed in Tangmen for more than ten years. He knew instantly what path Tang San was talking about, "Sutra-Tiding Pavilion."

The Buddhist Scripture Pavilion in Tangmen is built on an extremely steep cliff, with only one way to go up.If you want to enter the Sutra Pavilion, you must have the handwriting of the sect master in order to pass through the layers of guards.There are also various organs inside the Sutra Pavilion, and there are three elders stationed there. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it is not easy to invade.

Since the establishment of Tangmen, there has never been a problem with the Sutra Pavilion.

I want to steal dozens of stars from the dangerous system of the Sutra Pavilion.

"I know that I have violated the sect's rules by having such thoughts, which can be described as treason. But, Shi Qi, I really..." Tang San was also hesitant. The Tang sect education he had received since childhood made him constantly blame himself for this idea. .

"Just do it if you want to, Xiaosan, I support you." Shiqi smiled at Tang San, then raised the porcelain bottle in his hand to show him, "But you also know how difficult it is to enter the Scripture Pavilion. Before you act, you You have to heal your injury. I will help you when you are healed."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Tang San shook his head at Shi Qi, "Seventeen, the risk of going to the Scripture Depository Pavilion is too great. I can't let you take the risk with me. If I succeed, it's fine. If I fail, the result will be I will die. This was caused by my delusions, and I cannot drag you to your death."

Tang San was an orphan. He had nothing to worry about, but the Tang family made him uneasy.

But since there was one more Seventeen by his side, he had another one to worry about.

If he fails, he will not be able to escape the fate of death. What should he do after his death?He cannot practice Qigong, and cannot do some dangerous jobs in the outer sect. Although he can continue to stay in the Tang Sect by making poisons and hidden weapons, no one can guarantee what his future fate will be.

What's more, Shi Qi is weak and afraid of the cold. What should she do in winter?

Tang San tightened his fists, so he could only succeed, and he must succeed.

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The day Tang San took action was a night a few days later. It was raining heavily at night. The sound of the rain could cover many sounds, but it also made it more difficult for Tang San to sneak in from the cliff.

When Tang San left, Shi Qi didn't say anything to him, such as "I'll wait for you to come back" or "Be careful". Although he didn't have much time to contact the Internet before, he had heard a lot of popular things and memes, such as ——Flag.

This thing is so metaphysical that Shi Qi, who has traveled through time and space, retains a sense of awe.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what.

Originally Tang San's action was full of dangers, but he added another flag, and the outcome was unimaginable.

He couldn't do anything to help now, the only thing he could do was to believe that Tang San could come back safely.

The heavy rain has been falling, and the thunder has thundered, and it has not stopped after the ugly.

Seeing that the Yin hour was approaching, the thunderstorm gradually stopped, and the sky began to gradually light up, Shiqi, who had not slept all night, couldn't help but feel more and more excited.

If you haven't come back by this hour, will something happen?

Has the mistress been discovered?

Or did you encounter an accident on the way up or down the mountain?

If he does not come back at this time, even if everything goes smoothly when entering the Sutra Pavilion, he will easily be discovered by the patrolling disciples.

There is a saying that caring leads to chaos. Before seeing Tang San come back, Shi Qi's mind was full of random thoughts.

For a while, Shi Qi speculated on the worst outcome, and for a while, he shook his head to shake off his previous thoughts and think of something better. Until the door suddenly opened, Shi Qi's mind was brought back.

Seeing the person coming, Shi Qi's eyes lit up and he ran towards the person, "Xiao San! You are finally back!"

Seventeen's voice was deliberately controlled. You must know that although they have separate rooms, they do not live alone in a courtyard. There are other brothers living around them.If others heard it, it would be difficult to explain.

"Don't." Tang San stretched out his hand to block Shi Qi, who was running over, "My clothes are all wet, don't come near me."

Shi Qi looked at Tang San with resentment, who had he been worried about all night?

Tang San smiled slightly, "Since I'm back, it means everything is fine. Be good, go to bed and wait for me."

Shiqi, who had been having bad thoughts these past two days: "..." This sounded strange.

Tang San walked to the closet, took off his soaked clothes and threw them aside, then took out clean new clothes from the closet and put them on, with a calm attitude.

Shi Qi was watching him quietly at first, but was stunned after Tang San took off his shirt, and then saw him moving to take off his pants. Shi Qi's body stiffened, and he quickly turned around to find something to do for himself.

Tang San, who had already changed his clothes, looked at Shi Qi in confusion, "Huh? Shi Qi, what are you doing?"

"Ah? Oh!" Shiqi lowered his head and saw the inkstone in his hand, and had an idea, "Xiaosan, you look like you have succeeded. Now that my memory is deep, I will write down the secret books I have read so that I can study them later. Wait until tomorrow. I will remodel the room and hide this secret book."

Tang San thought for a moment, nodded, came to the table and sat down, picked up his pen and started writing silently.

Xuantian Baolu is the Tang Sect's highest internal skill and mental method. There are only six types of martial arts recorded in it. They are Xuantian Gong, which is a pure Taoist mental method, Xuantian Gong, which can make hands invulnerable to poison and are as solid as rocks, and Xuanyu Hand, which can improve observation and The meticulous Purple Demon Eyes, the grappling method of controlling the crane and catching the dragon, the light kung fu of ghost shadow and trace, and the excellent hidden weapon usage method of the Tang Sect's many hidden weapons, the Hidden Weapon Baijie.

Shi Qi didn't expect that Tang San could actually do it.

Tang San memorized Mo seriously, while Shi Qi watched quietly.

This Xuantian Baolu's martial arts is extremely advanced, but Shi Qi cannot practice it at all. This is an innate limitation of his body.

Whether it is Xuan Jade Hands, Ghost Shadow, Bai Jie of Hidden Weapons, Purple Demon Eyes, or Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons, all of them are basically Xuantian Techniques.But no matter how brilliant the internal strength is, Seventeen's body is useless if it cannot generate the inner being.

But if you can't use it, you can't use it. For example, the technique of controlling a crane to capture a dragon with four ounces of a thousand pounds, or the secret weapon's release technique, Shiqi can refer to it.

After a long time, Tang San stopped writing.

He has written down all the Xuantian Baolu silently, including the general outline of the Xuantian Baolu.

Tang San looked at the skills he had dreamed of, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed when he thought about Shi Qi's situation, "It's a pity that the internal strength has been obtained, but you can't practice Qi Qi."

Shi Qi didn't care, he chuckled and said: "Every grass and tree are bound to form a destiny; a drink and a peck are all destiny. I don't even feel it is a pity, so don't think too much about it, mistress. Besides, There is no difference between your cultivation and my cultivation. Am I a waste if I can't cultivate? Will you abandon me and never care about me again, mistress?"

"No!" Tang San interrupted Shi Qi, "Seventeen, don't say that you are... Such words, your talents in mechanisms and hidden weapons, and your talents in studying medicine and making poisons are rare in a hundred years. When I meet you, you are not at all..."

Tang San couldn't say the word "waste" to Shi Qi no matter what.Even if it wasn't a curse on him, he couldn't say this word to Shi Qi.

Shi Qi felt a little guilty in his heart. The rare genius in a hundred years was obviously Tang San. All these things he had came from Golden Finger, and the nature of the two was fundamentally different.

"Well, I won't talk about it anymore." Shiqi nodded obediently, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Of course not." Tang San's voice became more firm, "I promised you, Shi Qi, that I will protect you, even if it means risking my life, I will protect you."

Shi Qi felt warm in his heart, the tip of his nose was a little sour, and his eyes were a little moist. He stretched out his arms to hug Tang San, pressed his forehead against Tang San's strong chest muscles, and said to him in a low voice: "Wow, you are such a foul person."

It seemed like something was bending unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Tang San made the promise, but he didn't know that he was flirting invisibly.

"No, it's just that the experience just now made me more certain about one thing." Shi Qi raised his head, looked at Tang San's handsome face, and showed a very gentle smile.

Yes, sure.

"What's confirmed?"

"I can't tell you now." Shi Qi shook his head desperately and refused to say anything. He wanted to wait until he was two years older.

After all, 14 years old was still a bit young. If he said it out loud, Tang San would feel that he was simply relying on him, and it would be bad if he refused on the grounds that he was still young.

Once this idea is formed, it is difficult to give up.

It must be a one-hit kill.