"If you look carefully, you can't miss any clues, and the route we are chasing should be right. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info I heard that the ancestral home of the Liu family is the people near the Remnant Flower Cliff in Wanshan County. And Liu Xiao, who was the first in martial arts two hundred years ago, is also famous for his remnant flower skills. There must be something wrong with this remnant flower cliff, everyone must be serious. ”

"Second brother, send out a signal and let all the other centaurs converge on the Remnant Flower Cliff. ”

Time was in a hurry, and one or two hundred people from the cold gate outside finally gathered, turning the entire place where the Remnant Flower Cliff could hide people, but it seemed that nothing was found. In the end, he had to kill and return.

And when the cold door was murderous and searched for Liu Junlong, and Liu Junlong had already met the requirements for learning the Remnant Flower Divine Skill.

The father of the "Preface" passed on to him, and the Remnant Flower Divine Skill is divided into two parts, the inside and the outside, and the "Preface" belongs to the internal enlightenment, and every member of the Liu family has to learn the Remnant Flower Divine Skill. But I don't know what's going on, in the past twenty or thirty years, there has been no one who has broken through the internal strength to enter the door. And the external power becomes fancy without the blessing of internal strength, but it is not too powerful, but fortunately, the moves are exquisite, and it can stand up in the rivers and lakes.

The starting requirement of the Remnant Flower Miracle is that deep down there must be a sad heart, a kind of prodigal son who can't see the future, hopeless, and dazed. There must also be a kind of free and easy and elegant that blends into the world and goes with the wind. In the body, the dantian is like a rotating sun, the wind is blowing, the heat wave is crowded, and it gathers but does not disperse.

All this is like tailor-made for Liu Junlong at this moment. Every generation of family heads has to spend a long time meditating on the sadness, but this bleak sadness really happened to Liu Junlong. For many days, the mood has been depressed, hatred and oppression, and there is also the accumulation of spiritual energy in the concentration, and the comprehension of its own martial arts. All of these kinds turned into a kind of heat flowing, circling in Liu Junlong's body.

The heart is sad and goes with the wind. The heat wave is monstrous, and the situation is fixed.

"What is the certainty, father?"

"Alas, what exactly is Dingqiankun?" Liu Junlong had a sour nose, but he kept telling himself, "I won't cry, I won't cry..."