"Oh, I didn't double cultivate the day before yesterday?"

"No, really not! absolutely not!" Wen Wen opened her eyes and said nonsense. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that he couldn't hear any truth from her, this good friend was obviously running towards the principle of not pit the dead and not paying for his life, but he was trying to brag to himself about the bull fork of his internal strength, how easy it was to cultivate, just waiting for himself to be set.

Chen Guang held back for a long time and sent out, "I really believe in your evil." ”

He pinched the phone.

After waiting for a while, Wen Wen sent another text message, "Come on!

On the other end, Wen Wen held her mobile phone and smiled, of course she knew that Chen Guang had discovered that this Danqing roll was a pit.

But she wasn't worried that Chen Guang wouldn't practice, how much Chen Guang wanted to learn internal strength, she knew it from a short time after the two met, and now such a great opportunity was in front of him, Wen Wen knew that he couldn't resist this temptation by saying anything, he was a humble and upright guy.

Although there are many difficulties in practicing martial arts, as long as there is such a glimmer of opportunity, who is willing to let go of such an opportunity to become a different person from now on?

There are many legends about internal strength, qigong, internal strength, or other titles, but there are very few people who have really seen it.

Even if there are real rumors, often everyone scoffs at them, doesn't care, and just thinks of them as swaggering charlatans, under the banner of the so-called masters, fooling others with their gold and silver money, and even cheating money and sex.

In recent years, it has only been often exposed on the Internet and even on TV that Master XX is a liar, but there has never really been a person with unique skills standing in front of the stage.

Although the internal strength martial artist has not completely escaped from the world, in the eyes of ordinary people, it has gradually become like a fantasy.

But even so, in the land of China, where martial arts culture is thriving, there are still people who are fascinated by the legendary martial arts after watching those novels that tell the story of Shenzhou's wonders.

If there is really an opportunity to learn internal strength in front of ordinary people, who can stop their hearts?

You're just hard-mouthed, I really don't believe you don't want to try.

"Miss, everyone in the family has been called back, everyone is waiting in the big conference hall, look ......"

Just then, there was a knock on her door, and a shadowy figure stood outside, speaking in a servant-like tone.

The smile on Wen Wen's face retracted in an instant, she slowly got up, pinched the long knife black chopping that was diagonally placed on the table next to her in her hand, and walked towards the door, "Don't call me Miss, call me Patriarch." ”

Pushing the door, the moment the wooden door was opened, a piece of snow suddenly lit up in the backyard of the Wen family, and dozens of figures wearing the clothes of the Wen family's servants jumped out from everywhere.

These people are at least above the strength of the bone strength, and among them, there are seven or eight leather strength masters, and at the same time, they waved the weapons in their hands and surrounded Wen Wen from all directions.

As for the servant who slammed the door, he poked out a dagger as black as ink from his palm, piercing Wen Wen's heart.

In the face of this hasty change, Wen Wen did not change her face, and only said indifferently: "Uncle Zhong, you have been in the Wen family for more than thirty years, you have watched me grow up, even you betrayed the Wen family, I am really ...... So disappointed. ”

While talking, she pinched the hand of the black slash and slightly crossed the knife, and Uncle Zhong's dagger was stabbed on the scabbard of the black slash.

Uncle Zhong snorted in his nose, "You still have the face to be disappointed in me? I am even more disappointed in you and your waste father! How majestic was the Wen family in the past? Now it has become like this, I, Zhong Dingyu, am loyal to the Wen family, but not loyal to you, Wen Zhengtian's father and daughter! Rather than let the Wen family rot and corrupt in the hands of your stubborn Lao Tzu, it is better to leave it to Zhengyun to manage, in my opinion, Zhengyun has a lively mind and is not badly talented, and the Wen family will be able to return to the top after ten years of operation with him! At least it will not lose to the secret door of the poison gate!"

"Jokes, those people who are blind in the secret door of the poison door are nothing more than more wealth in the world, what top masters have they ever produced? Why are they on a par with the Wen family? Since ancient times, the Wen family has always had a heritage, the long house is respected, and it has never been changed, the third uncle is not a long house, and the second is not the blood of the Wen family, so why is he in charge of the Wen family?"

"What? Zhengyun is not the bloodline of the Wen family? Ridiculous! You are talking nonsense!" Uncle Zhong was shocked, but after a moment, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Die!"

As soon as Uncle Zhong's voice fell, the dagger on Wen Wen's scabbard suddenly pushed forward, "I can't think of it, in fact, I broke through the skin strength with the help of Zhengyun as early as the year before last, Wen Wen, you are too light on the enemy!

After a while, he stood in place with a red face, unable to move an inch, and even no matter how hard he tried, the dagger seemed to be sucked on Wen Wen's scabbard, unable to move at all.

Such a phenomenon can only show that Wen Wen's internal strength has completely surpassed him by a level, penetrating through the black slashing scabbard, and completely controlling his dagger.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

Uncle Zhong realized something, his face turned pale in an instant, and he only stared at Wen Wen with an incredulous gaze.

At this time, the other warriors who were surrounded around saw that Zhong Dingyu was about to make a death move, but they had already pounced on him.

Wen Wen closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, she had already turned into looking at these people with pity.

There are real servants of the Wen family, spies and spies who have come in from the outside, and even some descendants of the side branches of the Wen family, although they are also surnamed Wen, but the blood relationship with Wen Wen is extremely weak.

"Uncle Zhong, you have been abandoned. Yes, now I am already in the Wenzong realm, and the third uncle has died at my hands. I thought you should have received the news, so I was going to give you a chance to mend your ways, and as long as you were willing to turn back, I could act as if nothing had happened. But now it seems that I can't. The so-called strong man broke his wrist, which is basically the case, since the wrist has been broken, I don't have to keep you anymore. ”

Wen Wen shook the scabbard lightly, flew Zhong Dingyu out, slowly pulled out the knife, and slashed out the sheath in black, leaving no living mouth.

Ten minutes later, Wen Wen, dressed in blood, stood at the door of the large conference room in the front yard of the Wen family, and helped her trembling father Wen Zhengtian down the patriarch's iron chair.

Hundreds of miles away, Chen Guang sat blankly in the officer's dormitory, annoyed.

How many decades is a person's life?

Let me spend ten years on this, how is it possible!

This is not the time to don't need money in the cup, wait!

The ...... in the cup

He slapped his head, am I stupid?

Old man, there is a shortcut!

Using the method in the Danqing Scroll to boil the body is exercise, but isn't the cup realm of my Heavenly Holy Grail also exercise?

Danqing Juan Wai Gong can only make ordinary people's bodies continue to get closer to the limits of human beings, and my cup in the realm is rushing to surpass the limits at the beginning, okay?

It's obvious that my routines are deeper, more powerful, and faster, so why should I care about these ten years?

Or according to the original plan, batch manufacturing the Lingtian Cup Middle Realm, and making itself into a perfect form armed to the teeth from beginning to end, far exceeding the basic requirements of Danqing Roll to stimulate internal strength?

Aren't they all the same anyway?

It's a big deal, when I was in the cup realm, I followed the tempering method recorded in this external skill to boil my muscles, bones, skin and flesh.

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

The previous melancholy was thrown away in a blink of an eye, and he fiddled with the method of external strength tempering described in the Danqing scroll.

The guards outside only heard the sound of ping-pong coming from the dormitory, and they didn't know what Chief Instructor Chen was busy with.

About an hour later, there was a faint clicking sound inside, and then Chief Instructor Chen whispered.

Inside, Chen Guang was lying on the bed, in a twisted posture, sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was panting for breath.

Oops, oh, it's flashing to the waist!

The unicorn arm is really easy to use, at first, he followed the posture recorded in the Danqing roll, relying on the unicorn arm to be powerful, all kinds of cool, all kinds of leapfrogging challenge difficult postures, all kinds of speeding up the progress, completely forgetting that his ability is on the unicorn arm, and other parts are at the level of ordinary people, relatively able to fight, but it is still far from the limit of human beings.

He died like this, and finally suffered retribution, and now he is lying on the bed and his waist is flashed, unable to move, and the pain is unbearable, but he also seeks mercy.

"Hey, there's no one out there!"

Unable to move, completely unable to move, he had to call for help.

The two guards who had been sent to help him were flustered, and a young man leaned his face to the window, "Report sir!"

"I'm flashing to my waist, call a doctor for me!"

About fifteen minutes later, the full-time bruising doctor from the Shunde special training camp quickly arrived, and two guards kicked the door open.

As soon as the doctor entered the door, he exclaimed, "Instructor Chen, what kind of posture are you?

"Can we stop talking nonsense? Didn't you see that I was wet with cold sweat? There is a special training class in the afternoon, you can help me straighten my bones." ”

Ga!

"It hurts!"

Click!

"It hurts!"

Kaji!

"It hurts!"

Finally, this doctor with rich clinical experience also saved him from being tired and sweating, Chen Guang's "local yoga" posture saved him.

"Instructor Chen, although you are young, your body bones have been set, don't go to learn the awkward posture of acrobatics, it's also your luck today, I deal with injuries every day in this special training camp, I have seen all kinds of strange tricks, so I can break you back so quickly, if you want to change places, even if it is those big hospitals in Xiehe, you have to talk less for a long time." ”

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said angrily.

Chen Guang only smirked, "I remember, I really remember." ”

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, although he is inertial to die, but how can he repeat the mistakes of the past again and again.

With such a change, even Tan Zhaohua was alarmed, and the guards came when they kicked the door, and they saw the end from the beginning.

But he didn't rush to say anything, but waited for everyone else to leave, and then pulled Chen Guangshen and asked mysteriously tentatively: "Xiao Chen, where did you learn this move? Can you promote it?"

Chen Guang glared, this thief is cheap!

Do you really think of yourself as a little monster, and you can drop the treasure by hitting it?

"Do you really want to learn?"

"Of course, I can't learn when I'm old, but our soldiers are young!"

"Then you can remember, the law does not pass on the six ears, you must be cautious, this is a few days ago when I was traveling in Zhongnan Mountain, a scholar passed on to me, bought this small book and gave it six hundred and sixty-eight......

"The outside is almost here, let's start darts training now?"

"Bah! You have to reimburse me for these six hundred and sixty-eight!"

"I'll give you the money, I don't want the book, I can't afford to lose this person. (To be continued.) )