Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Ordinary people may not know Zhou Qi's name very well, but people in the martial arts circle are gradually familiar with it.

Not for anything else, just because the opponents Zhou Qi defeated were too dazzling. Especially Mu Jingtian, Yang Yi, and Xia Buxin, who are well-known figures in China at present. Although Zhou Qi is not yet Xia Buxin's opponent, it is because of Mu Huanglong that he finally escaped. But no one would doubt Zhou Qi's combat effectiveness, no one would doubt his strength.

Not to mention anything else, just being able to persist in Xia Buxin's hands for so long is a miracle.

Looking at the back of Zhou Qi leaving, Lu Yao was thoughtful, but couldn't help but chase after him, as if to ask the doubts in his heart.

"Please wait a moment, I have something to say."

Lu Yao stopped Zhou Qi with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, since you are Master Zhou Qi's apprentice, you must have a way to meet Master Zhou Qi, right? I really want to meet him. He stabilized Yang Yi's head, I really want to see how strong such an outstanding character is when he falls to the ground, can you help me arrange it?"

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect his female fans to be so crazy.

Although he looks calm on the surface, in fact, his heart has long been happy. He was very happy to be able to attract girls so much. It's just that he really has no interest in Lu Yao, and it's just a matter of pleasure to help, so he went there happily. Zhou Qi frowned slightly, lit a cigarette, and waved his hand without thinking.

Looking at Lu Yao earnestly, "Little friend, you should also understand who my master Zhou Qi is. He has many people to meet every day. Does he have to meet every one in person? I understand the thinking of you martial idiots, but I don't know. Sorry, all the women are playing cards with him now, but if you can become a master wife, you might be able to see him."

In order to prevent Lu Yao from continuing to pester him, Zhou Qi ran away with nonsense.

Li Zhiyun rolled her eyes at the side, but she didn't expect a girl from other places to worship Zhou Qi so much.

But think about it, after all, she has seen Zhou Qi make a move, and it is indeed very good and powerful. What made her want to rant even more was that Zhou Qi was so relaxed and confident when he boasted. Lu Yao's face turned red with a few words, and he hesitated to continue. She laughed secretly in her heart, Zhou Qi seemed even more hooligan than a real hooligan.

Sure enough, Lu Yao's pretty face blushed immediately, and she knew that her request was a bit abrupt, so she stopped asking.

Li Zhiyun enjoyed the pleasant time with Zhou Qi very much. Although she knew that it would be difficult for her and Zhou Qi to really be together,

But even if the two of them just walked around the street like this, she felt very happy. She never expected to be with Zhou Qi forever, but if... If she could really live together, she felt that she would be the happiest woman in the world.

Seeing that Lu Yao finally retreated in spite of the difficulties, Zhou Qi laughed. He patted Lu Yao on the shoulder and left here.

Several of Lu Yao's classmates also recovered from the shock at this time, and hurried to her side to discuss excitedly.

"Lu Yao, you are too good! With your skills, you are the president of Taekwondo!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I think Lu Yao should go to the World Fighting Championships, and he can definitely win the ranking..."

Those people kept talking, but Lu Yao just responded absently. The memory of them going shopping is not very clear when they are connected, and now her mind is full of images of Zhou Qi's shot just now. It's too shocking, the way is simple. She couldn't tell which school Zhou Qi's moves belonged to, but she seemed to be able to see the shadow of Wanwu boxing.

But because the opponent was a hooligan, Zhou Qi didn't show his true strength at all.

Lu Yao didn't even use 30% to 40% of his skills, and Lu Yao didn't see Zhou Qi's powerful and thunderous side.

So she didn't doubt what Zhou Qi said, and in her opinion, Zhou Qi's actions just now satisfied the posture of running a train, and they didn't look like what a martial arts master should have at all. In her impression, martial arts masters like her father had a superior attitude, and everyone seemed to be inferior to her.

Zhou Qi is stronger than her father and the others, so he must put on airs higher than anyone else.

Not to mention that Lu Yao was thinking about whether he could see Zhou Qi. At this time, he had already returned home, and the sky was getting dark.

Li Zhiyun stayed at Zhou Qi's house and had dinner together, then drove back to the residence by himself. Zhou Qi, after coaxing Zhou Qingqing to sleep, was slightly lost in thought while standing on the balcony. Zhou Qi felt very comfortable as the moonlight shone on his face. He suddenly believed that there might really be a spirit monkey in ancient times, which was born by absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon.

It is not that the practice of bathing in the moonlight has never appeared in history, but it is just rumored that there are some special methods that only the masters of the Tao can do. Moonlight is a mysterious and mysterious thing, it cannot increase one's cultivation, let alone temper one's body. Bathing in the moonlight is more of a spiritual promotion, a way of cultivating the heart and mind.

Zhou Qi just stood in the moonlight, as if all time had stopped.

An hour later, he immediately felt refreshed, and his eyes were clear.

"Moonlight refines the gods, and even blesses the true god of Baoyue, all of which are recorded in the book."

Zhou Qi lit a cigarette and murmured, "In ancient times, there was worship of the moon god, and there was also the worship of the god of wine. The two completely different ways of refining the gods, but the final result is the same. , eighth-level boxing, etc., no matter how many schools there are, the effect is actually the same when practiced to the ultimate level."

What Zhou Qi said is not wrong, no matter what kind of kung fu, it is actually the same when you reach the top level.

At Zhou Qi's level, no matter what school's moves, as long as he has to watch them, he can basically practice them.

This is not learning martial arts secretly, but that he has already stood at a high level. That's why Lu Yao couldn't see Zhou Qi's boxing routines, and didn't know which school's moves he mainly practiced. Because Zhou Qi no longer needs to use stances and starting moves to make moves. Every move is a killer move.

It was precisely because of this that Lu Yao felt that there were shadows of thousands of boxing techniques in Zhou Qi's boxing techniques.

Gradually, he felt the secret of being invulnerable to gods, but it was indescribable that he felt it on his lips.

Now that the whim has disappeared, Zhou Qi no longer deliberately pursues it too much. He slowly took out a painting from the bookcase. This painting is a majestic dragon, each dragon scale is almost lifelike, divided into prominent. Soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, the five-clawed golden dragon is alive and well, as if it is about to jump out at any time and roam the void.

This painting was not made by any famous artist, but by Zhou Qi himself.

It's like Xia Yiruo's method of attacking energy is to write. And the better the kung fu, the better the handwriting. It's not that the person's writing skills are so good, but because the words he writes can be vivid. Coupled with daily practice and monthly practice, if a master who is not bad at seeing the gods writes a piece of calligraphy now, it is definitely a treasure of calligraphy, and many people will pursue it.

The same is true of Zhou Qi's painting, which is very lifelike and unforgettable.

But the most magical place is the dragon's eyes. It was blank, without any embellishments.

It turned out that Zhou Qi wanted to follow the example of the ancients in painting the finishing touches, but what Zhou Qi used to do the finishing touches was not the paintbrush in his hand, but his own eyes. He closed the bedroom door tightly, drew the curtains, and hung the painting on the wall. Sitting cross-legged on the opposite side of the painting, he concentrated his energy and stared into the eyes of the dragon.

This is not only a way to cultivate the spirit, but also a way to temper the body.

This method was also inspired by an ancient book. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Ancient masters would often bring a basin of water and put it there to read. If you can really "see" a vivid carp, it means that you have mastered your kung fu. This is not crazy, let alone seeing hallucinations.

The cultivation of mind and mind is always full of various mysteries.

That's why Zhou Qicai specially drew this five-clawed golden dragon, planning to use his own eyes to add the finishing touch.

It was strange to say that in the originally dark room, it seemed as if a bright light had bloomed suddenly. Those were Zhou Qi's eyes, and even more so, the five-clawed golden dragon's eyes. Gradually, the dragon's eyes became more and more obvious, and gradually seemed to have a charm. The beard seems to be fluttering in the wind, and it will fly out at any time.

At this time, Zhou Qi was also dripping with sweat, his face was a little red, and there was no trace of steam on his body.

He forcibly locked the steam, steaming in his body, closing every pore tightly.

If someone were here, they would definitely be extremely surprised. Because at Zhou Qi's level, unless he meets an opponent of comparable strength, he won't sweat so much. What's more, he hasn't made a move yet, but is just looking at such a painting. The scene was even more shocking and unbelievable.

I don't know how long it has passed, but suddenly, Zhou Qi felt that the acupoints on the back of his head were burning hot.

This position is exactly the second inch of the life and death gateway.

Sensing the changes in his body, Zhou Qi couldn't help but feel elated. He knew that his idea was correct, and indeed it was feasible to attack the gateway of life and death by "finishing the finishing touch". But he also knows that nothing can be rushed, and it will be done overnight. Now that there are signs of being able to attack, he will be able to break through this hurdle through hard work every day.

The east was white, and the sky gradually began to brighten. Zhou Qi also closed his eyes and began to meditate to recover his spirit.

Zhou Qi has been doing this for a long time, until today, he has the feeling that he can break the second inch of the threshold of life and death. This feeling didn't come easily, and he wanted to digest it well. Now Su Bei had no opponents of his own, and the same was true for the whole of South China. His real opponents are only Yang Yi and others, and there is also a god who is not bad.

Since there is no opponent, then create an opponent, and simply find the answer in the ancient books.

After the meditation, Zhou Qi felt that his experience was extremely abundant, and his body was more comfortable than ever.

At his current level, ordinary whole grains are of no use to him, and the feeling of fullness is not very strong, unless he eats a lot more than others. But that would be a bit too shocking, so now he basically takes Yi Nian Dan to satisfy his hunger. And the Yi Nian Dan he took was of course specially improved.

"It seems that things are going to happen after all."

Zhou Qi's eyebrows moved slightly, he already felt what was about to happen. The expression is very calm, but the heart is a little surging. Only when there are challenges, can there be breakthroughs, and only then can there be opportunities to break the threshold of life and death.

Ever since he fought with Xia Buxin, he knew that only through experience in life and death can he achieve immortality. It is difficult to quickly enter that realm by blindly cultivating. He is unwilling to follow the old path of those people, because there are not many opportunities left for him. He didn't want to wait until he was fifty to meet Xia Yiruo, so what's the point?