The next moment, before Deng Jiuling came to his senses, he felt an extremely majestic force.Chinese

"This is ......" Deng Jiuling's pupils shrank, and he was suddenly shocked.

"Little Liuzi, don't resist, hold on to one!" The old lame's serious voice resounded throughout the audience in an instant.

"Yes. Deng Jiuling closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. In an instant, a surging force continued to fall along the Baihui acupoint above Deng Jiuling's head.

At the same time, Deng Jiuling could feel it keenly. His own cultivation is in the process of rapid recovery.

Boom! But after a moment's effort, Deng Jiuling was shocked. Suddenly, a crack appeared in the closed dantian.

Advanced! Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm!

"Wow......" The next moment, the old cripple suddenly, a mouthful of old blood sprayed on the ground, and his breath became sluggish.

"Uncle!" Deng Jiuling exclaimed.

"Stinky boy, don't move, hurry up and spit out, and guide the true qi in your body!" the old cripple scolded.

"Yes. Deng Jiuling nodded, closed his eyes and began to reconcile the true qi in his body. Soon, in Deng Jiuling's body, the boiling true qi gradually subsided.

"Little Liuzi, how do you feel?" the old cripple was a little apprehensive and looked at Deng Jiuling expectantly.

"Uncle, I am now a third-grade grandmaster, if I completely refine this power, I should be able to take the first step. Deng Jiuling said with a sigh.

"You kid, now that you have the opportunity to take the first step, why are you so sad?" said the old lame, scolding.

"Uncle, actually you ...... There is no need for this. Deng Jiuling was moved

"You have given me all the power of your life. ”

"From now on, then, you will ......," the old lame man said, waving his hand and laughing

"The old man has been a waste for 20 years, and he has long been accustomed to this ordinary life, and he has long lost the mind of competing for fame and fortune. ”

"Little Liuzi, the old man's Xuanbing true qi is all taught to you today. ”

"The old man hopes that you can treat this power well and not use it in the way of evil. ”

"Little Sixth Son, you should take my senior brother, the gentleman Jian Yuequn, as an example, with kindness and chivalry, do you understand?" The voice fell, Deng Jiuling nodded and knelt on the ground

"Uncle, from today on, I am your nephew and your son, and I will provide for you in old age. Deng Jiuling's words came from the bottom of his heart, and there was no lie.

Perhaps, Deng Jiuling is not, the real Ma Liu. The real Ma Liu, if nothing else, had fallen off the cliff a few days ago, and was truly dead.

However, this is not important! The important thing is that when the old lame man unreservedly passed on all the Xuanbing True Qi accumulated throughout his life to Deng Jiuling.

So! From today on, the old lame man is to Deng Jiuling-father!

"In the past, I grew up in a small village in the East China Sea, without a father or a mother, and I was an orphan. ”

"Today, there is an important old man who treats me like his own son, so why can't he become my father?"

"Ma Liang, from today onwards, I will definitely replace Ma Liu and do my filial piety to you!" clenched his fists, and swore silently in Deng Jiuling's thoughts.

In fact, even if he didn't have these true qi, as long as there was enough time, it would only be a matter of time before Deng Jiuling wanted to re-cultivate to the first step.

But these are troubled times, and the race against time is very crucial. Now, with the true qi of the old lame, Deng Jiuling is at least a few years away from recovering to his peak.

This favor is greater than the sky, and I have to repay it!

"Okay, little sixth son, you are a son to the old man, why do you need to say so much nonsense?" The old cripple laughed and scolded, but wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, obviously feeling a little emotional.

"Little Liuzi, the old man has been beating you and scolding you for the past 20 years, and now you are really angry, I hope you can help the old man and fulfill a wish. The old lame's gaze suddenly became a little serious.

"Uncle, your business, that's my business, you just say it. Deng Jiuling said with his fists clenched.

"Uncle and Yue Qun and Li Daojun were the disciples of the yellow flag. Caressing the white beard, the old lame man, said with a sneer

"Back then, Li Daojun wasted my legs, and I don't blame her for this. ”

"Even, I took the initiative to leave the yellow flag back then, and I no longer intersected with them. ”

"Uncle hopes that you will cultivate well, and he will be able to lead the stable and re-rank the main hall of the party. ”

"When the time comes, you can use your identity as the master of the stables, and you can raise your eyebrows, so that those who are decorated with yellow flags can envy your uncle!" The voice fell, Deng Jiu was stunned, and his eyes were puzzled

"Uncle, isn't my Xuanbing Palace only eight halls?"

"The Xuanbing Palace was originally nine halls, among which the stables were originally called the Horse Palace. The old lame man shook his head and explained

"During the Warring States Period, the war horses of Dalin Temple have always been my Xuanbing Palace. ”

"It's just that, for various reasons, the stables have gradually declined, and now only the horsemen are left, and the high-end warriors have been lost. ”

"However, you are still young and young, and my uncle believes that you will definitely be able to shame the stables in time!"

At the same time, Deng Jiuling had a strong curiosity about the stable where he was. It is clear that the strength and decline of the stables must have a story behind it.

Moreover, it may also be related to Patriarch Dalin. However, these old things are probably the secrets of the Xuanbing Palace, and if they don't have certain permissions, they will definitely not be able to touch them.

"It seems that I have to hurry up and cultivate, and use the fastest speed to approach the highest level of power in the Xuanbing Palace. Clenched his fists, Deng Jiuling, secretly thought.

Although there is also infighting in the Xuanbing Palace, it is not as fierce as the Dalin Temple. Moreover, as long as you are a talent, no matter what your background, Xuanbing Palace will vigorously cultivate.

If Deng Jiuling can become the high-level of Xuanbing Palace, it will definitely be a slap in the face of Dalin Temple. You high-ranking Venerables, don't you look down on Deng Jiuling and think that he is just lucky?

Then I, Deng Jiuling, will use my own strength to prove my excellence in this Xuanbing Palace!

"Little Sixth Son, although you have obtained the old man, you have cultivated the Xuanbing True Qi for many years, and you have advanced to the third-grade grandmaster. The old cripple said with a smile

"However, don't be too complacent, this cultivation is in the Xuanbing Palace, and it can only be regarded as average. ”

"In addition, you are a martial arts cultivation that is similar to pulling out seedlings to help them grow, forcibly improving. ”

"Therefore, within the same rank, your combat effectiveness will be much inferior to those disciples who rely on their own efforts and attain cultivation through penance. ”

"Moreover, in the future, your path to advancement will also encounter many difficulties. When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling nodded and said with a smile

"Uncle, I understand, you don't have to worry, I've endured all kinds of cynicism for the past twenty years, I know what it's like, and I won't do the same to others. Hearing this, the old lame man looked gloomy and sighed slightly

"Little Liuzi, in the past twenty years, you have really worked hard. ”

"Okay, if you talk more, the old man won't talk nonsense. ”

"Tomorrow, you are going to have a decisive battle with Xu Zhongyang, and now it is night, even if the old man teaches you horsemanship, I'm afraid it's too late. ”

"Little Liuzi, you remember, Xu Zhongyang's Xu family's lineage, the combination of equestrianism and wrestling in the Western Regions, is very domineering and vicious. ”

"Tomorrow, although you are in an equestrian showdown, you will inevitably collide with each other. ”

"So, you must be careful, don't let Xu Zhongyang abolish you!" The voice fell, and Deng Jiuling immediately frowned

"Uncle, Xiao Xu Zhongyang and I are just competing in equestrianism, is there still a danger to our lives?" Deng Jiuling came, and the time in the Xuanbing Palace was not too long.

I don't know much about the rules here. Although Deng Jiuling is now sealed, his martial arts have been sealed, and he can't urge the killer for the time being.

But Deng Jiuling's skill of exorcism and beast control can still be used reluctantly. Although, today's beast control art is still much weaker than it was at its peak in the past.

But when it comes to dealing with it, just a first-class groom, Deng Jiuling still has confidence. But according to the meaning of the old lame, it seems to be ...... Is this equestrian competition still mysterious?

"My Xuanbing Palace is a martial arts holy place after all, and the stable is one of the nine halls in the past. ”

"Although, now that the stable martial arts are in decline, but when the troubled times come, if the disciples don't understand martial arts, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"

"In addition, transporting war horses to various places will encounter bandits and robbers, and if you don't have the power to protect yourself, it will not work. "Caressing the white beard, the old lame man, with serious eyes

"For example, tomorrow's equestrian competition, Xu Zhongyang, this kid, will definitely use a fast charge to force you to fall off the horse on a specific track. ”

"However, as long as you can grasp the basic principle of the 'Eight Fractures' before dawn. ”

"Then, tomorrow, even if you can't win, you should be fine with self-preservation. The voice fell, and Deng Jiuling suddenly realized.

I finally understood why today, in the middle of the night, the old lame man would come to give himself a lesson.

"It turns out that Ma Liang is afraid that I will be beaten to death tomorrow?" Deng Jiuling, with a black line on his face. Deng Jiuling's martial arts, even if he is sealed, his physical strength is still there.

Just one Xu Zhongyang, even if Deng Jiuling stood still and fought casually, he would not be able to beat him to death! However, the old lame's heart to protect the calf still made Deng Jiuling feel the warmth of family affection.

"Little Sixth Son, Eight Broken Martial Arts is the ancestor of my stable, a martial arts routine that has been passed down since ancient times. ”

"This skill is not a mastery, nor is it a miracle, but it is a lifetime experience on horseback in the era of war. ”

"If you can learn it, even if it's just scratching the surface, it will be very easy when you go to war in the future. ”

"Okay, you're good!" After speaking, the old lame man shouted, sank his waist immediately, and stomped his feet suddenly. Rumble!

In an instant, Deng Jiuling's eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a fierce horse galloping on the earth.

"This is the first of the eight fractures, and it's called the Horseshoe Yellow River!" the old lame man said, foaming at the mouth, and kept explaining.

"Okay, little Liuzi, you practice well, I don't require you to learn it, but at least you have to understand the structure of this trick, remember?" the old lame man said after talking for a long time.

The voice fell, Deng Jiuling hesitated for a moment, but still said

"Uncle, if I learn this trick, can you teach me a second trick?" the cat pounced Chinese