Chapter 287 Black and White Dragons Fight for the Flesh Body
The wooden door of the inner courtyard house suddenly opened, a burst of smoke gushed out, and then a man walked out of the house. It was another Long Qi.
However, this Long Qi had a head full of silver hair, which was neatly tied up. His robe was tattered, gray and white, with several big holes in it. He looked like a beggar.
Long Qi was extremely surprised and asked Long Yuan who was standing beside him, but Long Yuan just shrugged his shoulders, rolled his eyes, and continued eating his snacks.
"Eat, eat, eat! Just know how to eat!"
Long Qi frowned, complaining as he looked at the man in the room. At this moment, the white-haired Long Qi suddenly opened his eyes, suddenly attacked, jumped forward, and rushed over with his fist raised.
The courtyard was narrow and the opponent was coming at him with great force. Long Qi was completely unprepared and had no time to dodge. He had to raise his elbows to protect his face.
Fists and elbows collided, and a stream of air suddenly burst out. The pear petals on the ground flew up in an instant, like a huge blooming white flower.
The force of this punch was really strong, and it caused pain in Long Qi's elbow. He took two steps back before he could steady himself.
But the white-haired Long Qi seemed extremely happy, with a crazy look on his face, fierce eyes, and an evil smile on his lips. He seemed to be enjoying it very much. Seeing that Long Qi had gained a firm foothold, he rained punches on him.
Long Qi managed to block it, and his body retreated step by step with the heavy punches. Just when his heels touched the wall, he exerted force on his waist, suddenly dodged and spun away.
As soon as Fang Yi dodged, Long Qi quickly grabbed the robe of White Hair Long Qi, shouted, and took advantage of White Hair Long Qi's momentum to throw him to the wall. But White Hair Long Qi kicked his legs, stepped on the wall, and somersaulted away.
"Who are you!" Long Qi gasped and felt pain in his forearm, but he did not dare to slack off. He just stared at the face in front of him that was almost exactly like his own, but in the blink of an eye, his face became hideous.
It's not that he doesn't want to endure it, it's just that...
It hurts so much!
Here, Long Qi bared his teeth, but the white-haired Long Qi laughed, unscrupulously and wildly.
"It's ridiculous that you want to control Long Yuan with such little ability. In my opinion, it's better to give this body to me instead of wasting it on you."
Body?
Yes, yes, Lingxiang once said that the innate Qi is hidden in the Qi pool. If you want to find it, you must use your spiritual consciousness to look inside. Now I should be in my own Qi pool, but...
If I am now a spiritual consciousness, then what is this thing in front of me? Could it be that I have gone astray?
It's really hard to say. The biggest taboo in cultivation is impatience. If you are restless, you are more likely to go astray. This person's words mean that he wants to compete with me for this body. I think he is like my inner demon.
With this in mind, Long Qi straightened up and said firmly: "I don't care why you showed up, and I don't know why you are in trouble, but I will definitely not give you this body. Go back to where you came from!"
Hearing this, White-haired Long Qi sneered: "Just you? You don't know any magic, and you don't know any Taoist secrets. Even if you occupy this body, what can you do? Do you rush in recklessly when something happens?"
Long Qi frowned: How did he know that? But then he thought, he and I are the same person, so it’s nothing for him to know that.
But what this person said was indeed correct. Although Lingxiang had warned him many times during his practice that he still had to learn some Taoist magic techniques if he wanted to improve his cultivation, he was so focused on the "Dragon-Channing Sword Technique" at that time that he did not take these words seriously.
While he was thinking, he heard the white-clothed Long Qi say again: "Even if you put your mind on the family sword manual, you haven't even seen Long Yuan's true body, how can you brazenly talk about revenge?"
Yes, if one only practices one's own swordsmanship and neglects to study Taoism, it will be difficult to improve one's cultivation...wait...
Long Yuan’s true identity?
"What do you mean?"
Long Qi was very surprised. Even if the person in front of him was himself, it was impossible for him to know something he didn't know. But where did he get the real body of Long Yuan that he mentioned?
"It means literally."
Long Qi looked at Long Yuan, only to see her waving her hands perfunctorily, without even raising her face, still in the hammock, swinging comfortably while eating the snacks in her arms. Long Qi then realized that what she held in her arms were not snacks at all, but living creatures, and he could vaguely hear low and sharp cries, which she grabbed and stuffed into her mouth.
That is...that is...
Seeing Long Yuan with a fragrant face, his mouth opening and closing without any hesitation, Long Qi couldn't help but feel a chill.
I have really never taken Long Yuan seriously, nor have I deliberately investigated its origins. It was just that Lingxiang sent it to me at that time, and I have been using it ever since. Now it seems that I really don’t understand Long Yuan!
"You keep saying you want to protect Lingxiang, but even if you don't know these things, how can you protect her?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Qi in white twisted his fingers and a gust of wind rose from the ground, whistling towards Long Qi.
Before Long Qi could wonder why he knew magic, the wind came whistling at him, carrying pear petals, sand and gravel. He immediately felt a sharp pain all over his body, but facing this gust of wind, he could only try his best to maintain his balance.
When the magic was over, Long Qi finally couldn't hold on and fell to his knees. His clothes became tattered and the bloodstains were like ink marks on a scroll, constantly spreading.
The pain all over his body felt like a burning sensation, scorching Long Qi. He was already exhausted, but he still tried to raise his head and look at Bai Yi Long Qi.
"If I don't understand magic, I can learn it. If I don't understand Long Yuan, I can look it up. But even if I am useless now, I still have to protect Lingxiang..."
Long Qi spoke with difficulty but without pausing, with only determination in his eyes.
Hearing this, Long Qi in white actually laughed, but his face was not as aggressive as before. At this moment, the sound of Lingxiang suddenly rang out in the courtyard.
"Long Qi!"
Although he didn't know where the sound came from, Long Qi knew that it must be the spiritual incense, but he didn't have the strength to search further.
It was at this moment that the face of the white-haired Long Qi became blurred, and his facial features were distorted and deformed, as if he was the dark clouds in the sky, constantly changing, or like boiling magma, constantly flowing.
"Long Qi!"
There was another shout, and this time, it seemed to give Long Qi strength. He tried hard to support himself with his knees and stood up shakily.
"Oh my, how come the baby came so quickly?"
At this time, the white-haired Long Qi started talking, but his facial expression kept changing, and his voice sounded muffled and very strange.
It was at this moment that a mist came in from the door, floating and accumulating in the center of the courtyard. Soon it gathered into a ball. Just when Long Qi had gathered enough strength to stand up suddenly, a man stepped out of the mist.
"Long Qi!"
(End of this chapter)
