111.Chapter 111: The early master of the Lingxi Realm
"Wow!"
"Moon ......"
Well, this mouth is described by an ancient poem: The flying stream goes straight down 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days.
Zhou Peng's recent move was directly poured on his head, Fan Jian was even more declining, he was originally face to face, he couldn't avoid it at all, and he was miserable. Shoot.
Some of the vomit even flew straight into his half-open mouth, and the taste was ...... The author still doesn't describe it...... Make up your own brains......
"Look, I told you to let it go, but you didn't listen. "Lynch is very innocent.
Zhou Peng wiped the filth on his hair, it was stinky and slimy, and the most important thing was that it was hot!
Fan Jian was poured into a mouthful, and when he looked at Zhou Peng's appearance, his stomach was like turning over the river, and his throat was hot, and he vomited.
However, the direction of his mouth was facing Zhou Peng, just like a water gun, perfectly spraying on Zhou Peng's body.
This is good, Zhou Peng was covered with vomit from his head to his clothes.
Lynch was afraid that the pond fish would be affected, so he quickly hid far away, pinched his nose and said: "Young man, the food is good, it's mutton steamed buns, and it's noodles, it's quite good for you, eat this old." β
Zhou Peng didn't dare to vomit, but when he heard Lynch's on-site commentary, he couldn't hold it at all, and shot at Fan Jian with a wow.
This movement instantly attracted the attention of the audience, and the guests stood far away, looking at the three of them like monsters.
When I came to participate in such a high-standard elegant drinking party, I was drunk, I didn't say anything when I was drunk, I even drank and vomited, and I even played counter-shooting......
Rich people are really willful, how did they come up with such a heavy game?
"Mr. Lin, what are they?" Zheng Haoran came to Lin Qi's side and asked.
Lynch patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Manager Zheng, have you seen it, this is called the forgiveness of the sins of heaven, and the sins of oneself cannot be lived." β
"Mr. Lin, aren't you friends with the three of them?" Zheng Haoran said even more curiously.
Lynch laughed deeper this time, and said: "There are many kinds of friends, and it is their misfortune that I can make friends with these three pieces of material." β
Zheng Haoran twisted his eyebrows, thought about it and then expanded, and nodded: "It seems that I understand a little, so Mr. Lin and me?"
"Needless to say, Brother Zheng has helped me a few times, and I have long regarded Brother Zheng as a friend I can meet. β
"Khan, that little favor is nothing at all, it's all a gesture, by the way, what about Miss Lu, why didn't she stay with you?"
"Ouch, I forgot if you didn't say so. Lynch slapped his head and said apologetically: "Even if it's okay today, I also drank a lot, another day, another day, I will definitely invite Brother Zheng to drink, please Brother Zheng must appreciate the light." β
"Hey, what Mr. Lin said, I asked you. Zheng Haoran said politely, he felt that today was really a lucky day, and he actually got into a relationship with Lu Yuchen's fiancΓ©, and it seems that he will have another powerful backer in Qinling in the future.
"Haha, who invites who is different, you are busy, I'll pick up my wife. Lynch smiled heartily and walked in the direction of the second floor.
Mr. Lin walked slowly. β
Looking at Lynch's distant back, listening to the ridicule around him, Zhou Peng's face was red and his ears were red, and his teeth were about to be crushed!
Lynch, you wait for me! Take away the woman I Zhou Peng fancied and make me ugly in public! If I don't find someone to break your body into thousands of pieces, then I won't be raised by my parents!
"Oh no, Zhou Shao, Young Master Bai vomited blood. Seeing that Bai Hao finished vomiting wine and began to vomit blood, Fan Jian's frightened cold sweat fell down his head.
"This ...... This should be a stomach bleeding!" Zheng Haoran, as the general manager of Maple Leaf International, is not the first time he has encountered this situation, so he is not flustered, and hurriedly shouted to the waiter: "Come two people, send him to the nearest hospital!"
Zhou Peng was really dumbfounded now, he originally wanted to design to get Lynch drunk and make him make a fool of himself in public.
But now it turned out that one teammate was bleeding from the stomach, and the other teammate was now paralyzed on the ground, scared into a fat soft-footed shrimp.
As for himself, he seems to be even worse, with a strong stench all over his body, as if he had just crawled out of a septic tank.
Under the mocking eyes of the guests, Zhou Peng left the scene angrily, what he needed to do now was to go to the room to take a shower and then change into clean clothes.
In fact, Lynch's alcohol consumption was not so good at all, he just mobilized the true qi in the sea of qi and refined most of the alcohol, so he was not drunk after a thousand cups.
It's just that with the knowledge of those three people, I'm afraid that I won't be able to figure this out for the rest of my life.
Lynch walked down the stairs to the second floor, and easily found the Qifeng Hall, which was an independent box, and outside the door of the box, there was a man in sunglasses.
"Hey, who are you looking for?" Lynch didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, and was about to enter when he pushed the door, but was blocked by Feng Biao's cross arm.
Lynch took a cigarette in his mouth and smiled, "I'm looking for my wife." β
"There's no wife here!, you can't go in!" Feng Biao's tone was tough.
"Good dogs don't get in the way, you know?"
"Who do you say is the dog?"
"Say you. β
"I think you're tired of it, just downstairs just now, I've already let you go, if you dare to scold me this time, then don't blame me for bullying the small!"
"Big bullying the small?" Lynch gave him a blank look and said with a smile: "You love to brag so much, do your family know?"
"Look for death!" Feng Biao's eyes behind his sunglasses were cold, and he was about to grab Lynch's wrist, and said at the same time: "But don't worry, I won't beat you into a disability, I will only break your wrist, so that you will suffer the pain of a fracture like my young master!"
Lynch didn't dodge or dodge, let Feng Biao restrain his wrist, and when he wanted to shake it open with internal force, he inexplicably sensed a resistance.
This kind of resistance, for the masters of the Qi Refining Realm, is familiar but true!
It's just that this true qi is slightly stiff, implying the power of pure yang, and it should be the transformation of cultivating some kind of exercise.
In the world of rivers and lakes, the ancient martial arts family, there are many martial arts cheats of different grades, but all masters who enter the realm of refining qi will choose a book of exercises suitable for their innate physique to cultivate, or yin or yang, soft or rigid, with different attributes, the effect is naturally different.
And the attribute of the Exercise Cheats that you choose for the first time will guide the cultivator to enter the cultivation branch, and it will be very difficult to change it halfway.
For example, Feng Biao's cultivation of the four-grade exercise "Burning Yang Decision" is a pure yang attribute, and if you want to cultivate down, you must cultivate the same pure yang attribute.
The exercises are from four products to one product, corresponding to the four realms of Lingxi, Linghe, Lingjiang and Linghai, and it is said that above the first product, there are also superb products.
Of course, the higher the grade of the exercise cheats, the more difficult it is to obtain, and the grade corresponds, and it is not a dead frame.
As long as the physique corresponds and the true qi is abundant, it is not impossible to transcend the level of cultivation, it all depends on the foundation and potential of the individual.
What Lin Qi didn't expect was that Feng Biao, who didn't seem to be amazing, turned out to be a master in the early stage of Lingxi Realm.
Lu Tianpeng is still this person by his side? It seems that he really underestimated his strength.
But it doesn't matter, Lynch broke through from the Forging Body Realm to the Lingxi Realm as early as the age of fourteen.
Now his strength is a late-stage master of the Lingxi Realm, and he is trying to get closer to the peak master of the late-stage stage.
After the peak, there is the Spirit River, which is a new world, as the name suggests, the sea of qi will turn from a small stream into a big river, and its power can be imagined.
It's just that Lynch has not found a technique suitable for his physique cultivation so far, and Lu Lao once had a sentence that he kept in his mind all the time.
That sentence goes like this: The highest level of martial arts is no move! Without a move, you won't be dismantled!
Until now, Lynch has not been able to understand the true meaning of this sentence, if you don't practice the exercises, then the true qi will not be attached to the attributes, and the true qi without the attributes is not attached, except for treating diseases and saving people, massaging for people, it seems that you can't take any advantage when fighting.
This is also the reason why Lynch is interested in the art of Qihuang, and the perfect True Qi acupuncture technique is the result of his success.
While Lynch was secretly thinking, Feng Biao made a preemptive move, and he was ready to pinch off Lynch's wrist.
In an instant, the sea of qi was like a mountain and water among the clouds, frantically surging towards the wrist, forming an indestructible wall of qi.
"You!" Feng Biao frowned, the secret way was not good, and when he wanted to let go, his palm was numb, and he was shocked by Lynch's thick true qi barrier.
With shock, he said incredulously: "You are also a master of the Qi Refining Realm?"
"Not bad. Lynch clapped his hands and said disdainfully: "If you know each other, get out of the way." β
"You ......" Feng Biao gritted his teeth and roared: "It's too much to deceive people!"
As Lynch stood still, the man in sunglasses pounced again, punching like a blast of wind and lightning bolts, striking Lynch's face.
Lynch just smiled indifferently, raised his right hand, and fought like he was painting in the air, turning all Feng Biao's fist strength into nothing.
"Convincing or not?"
"No!" the man in sunglasses yelled, and a harrier rolled over and slashed in the air, the metal tip of his shoe slamming into the top of Lynch's head.
The reason why Feng Biao was not convinced was that in the battle just now, Lynch only blocked with his pure and innocent qi, and did not perceive any exercise attributes.
Therefore, in Feng Biao's consciousness, Lynch was likely to be a novice who had just stepped into the Qi Refining Realm and had not even had time to practice.
In other words, this guy can't cultivate the exercises at all, but by chance, the blind cat bumped into the dead mouse and became a lucky person in the Qi Refining Realm.
In the face of Feng Biao's cold leg knife strike, Lynch was still impartial, crossed his hands into a cross shape, and forcibly held it.
When he was dumbfounded, he flipped his wrist and pulled it down like a rabbit!
Hearing a bang, Feng Biao landed on his face and slammed into the floor at Lynch's feet, smashing the floor into a spider web-like crack.
This guy is holding the ground with both hands, the bridge of his nose that was smashed is dripping blood, and there are a few bruises on his forehead, and he looks so miserable.
"Do you take it now?" Lynch crouched down and stroked his head like a son.
"Sealed ...... Feng Biao is not good at learning! "The man in sunglasses finally begged for mercy, he knew that he was not Lynch's opponent at all.
Even though he was ten years older than Lynch, his cultivation was far from Lynch's.
Bang!
The door of the Qifeng Hall was kicked open by Lynch, and he strode in!
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