Chapter 129: Text

After Song Yan obtained this powerful essence, he focused all his thoughts on the half of the Eight Wolf Tooth Fist in his hand. But I don't know what characters are recorded on it, and Song Yan doesn't recognize any of them.

After bowing his head and studying Zhengzheng for more than ten days, Song Yanyan still made no progress. Just when he was about to give up, on this day, Zhang Rui suddenly walked back. "Where have you been?" Seeing Zhang Rui come back, Song Yan had a bright smile on his face.

"It's too boring to bring, let's take a look!" Zhang Rui's answer was nonchalant, and then it seemed that he had thought of something again. Zhang Rui's eyes suddenly lit up. said to Song Yan: "I suddenly found that this is a good place!"

"What's good?" Song Yan was a little confused, not knowing why this little girl came to such a show, not only asked curiously. "The environment here is much better than outside, and the concentration of Yuan Force in the air is also much stronger. This place can be used as a shelter for us, and if we are attacked or encounter too strong opponents in the future, we can completely hide in it. ”

"That's right!" Hearing him say this, Song Yan's eyes not only lit up, but only for a moment. He regained his old demeanor and said dejectedly: "It's good, but we have to wait until we have a way to get out." Moreover, this Shenhong is so big, the goal is too obvious, if the mentor is discovered by others. We're not all turtles in an urn. ”

"Well, you don't understand. This Immortal Hung can be subdued, as long as he is successfully recovered, he can become as big as he wants when the time comes. If you put it on your body at any time, then who knows?" Song Yan lowered his head and thought about it, only to realize that what Zhang Rui said was not all in it. If you really want to spit it out, so you really found a treasure. "That's good, but it's better to find a way to get out of here first. ”

"Well, that's a problem!" Zhang Rui also had to admit that this was more difficult to do. "Hey, what are you looking at?" Suddenly, Zhang Rui seemed to have discovered a new continent, and his eyes stared at the ancient scroll in Song Yan's hand in a daze. "Oh...... This is an exercise I got by accident!" "I'm not talking about what's wrong with the exercises, I'm saying you also know how to translate!"

"Elephant translation?" A string of question marks flashed in Song Yan's mind, what elephant translation had he heard there. "You...... The words on this person?" Song Yan not only looked at Zhang Rui suspiciously. "Ahh Zhang Rui was a little overwhelmed for a while when she saw Song Yan's eyes. After subconsciously answering a few words, he looked at Song Yan with puzzled eyes.

"Haha!" That's great, now that you know that, I'm left with a lot of trouble. "What, this thing is very important?" The doubt on Zhang Rui's face will be even stronger. He knew that Song Yan would not be happy with him in general. "Well, that's a lot of use!" Song Yan's expression suddenly became extremely happy. If Zhang Rui could help him translate the text above, wouldn't it mean that he would be the same? At that time, as long as the sauce purple martial arts practice will be held, then Song Yan's blush motivation will be on a new level.

"Here, show me what's written on it!" said the student, and lowered the thick scroll in front of Zhang Rui. Then he waited expectantly for an answer. "Okay!" Zhang Rui was not polite, and said that the scroll was overloaded in his hand, and then translated it to Song Yan word by word.

After three days of busy work, Song Yan realized that he really had four more martial arts. Although they are still among the eight wolf tooth fists. But fortunately, it didn't overlap with the first two martial arts at all. After Song Yan read it a few times, he devoted himself to cultivation. It's a good thing that they are trapped here, otherwise Song Yan would not have had time to patiently study this superb martial art. Time passed slowly in Song Yan's tireless cultivation. A month later, Song Yan also mastered the first of these four martial arts.

"Wolf Thrust!" This is a hormone sprint type martial art, and the effect is not much different from that of Qingfeng, but fortunately, because it is a complete set of martial arts, its power is greater. And the coherence is surprisingly good. And he also has a characteristic, that is, when attacking, it will produce a phantom, which is used to confuse the opponent, and usually, when this martial art is released, it will first circle according to the opponent's body, and then when the opponent is not paying attention, it will be saved in an instant. And once this is pounced, there will be at least three or more apparitions, and all the more in different positions and directions.

It can be said that this skill is an amazing blow to the entire Eight Wolf Tooth Fist. Even the eternal banishment was not as impressive as his. Therefore, in order to learn this martial art, Song Yan spent a month. However, although the time is relatively long, the benefits brought to Song Yan are real. "Boom!" After a loud bang, a mountain rock in front of Song Yan shattered.

Song Ya withdrew the punch he had just made, feeling this powerful change. He couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart. You must know that Song Yan has never been able to smash a small shirt so easily before.

"Okay!" Zhang Rui didn't wander around for a month, but just stayed by Song Yan's side, watching him practice, if he saw that he could make such progress, not only did he applaud. "Whew!" After Song Yan exhaled deeply, he sat down cross-legged. The short-term success did not make him feel any pride. At this time, he still had the three martial arts of this spiritual position in his hand that he had not learned, and Song Yan knew that after he had learned these three martial arts, his means would be much higher. In this way, time passed slowly in Song Yan's boring rest. More than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Now there is only Song Yan left in this place, and Zhang Rui no longer knows where he went. However, Song Yan did not practice martial arts, but just sat cross-legged on the ground. And looking at his expression, it seems that he is sitting with some difficult decision. In the end, Song Yan's examination seemed to show determination, and with a wave of his arm, he quickly slashed down with his other arm into a palm knife. Then there was a sound of bones breaking, and Song Yan's entire arm was cut off in unison.

"Ahh His severed finger touched it, and for a moment blood gushed wildly. Song Yan, who was grinning in pain, didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly poked his shoulder with his other arm. Then, as his fingers fell, the severed hand, which was still spurting blood, suddenly stopped.