But the martial arts created by the predecessors belong to their own artistic conception, which is equivalent to the bloody pursuit of a fast word, a fast Fiat. If future generations can only imitate, they will never reach the height of their predecessors.

At this time, Xiao didn't have to worry, because his mother didn't like to sell salted duck eggs to learn about it. In the past, the combination of martial arts and martial arts was not as perfect as before, and he already knew that because the footwork of blood fighting was not his own martial art, he had to create his own.

But he can only perfect martial arts and martial arts in a set of styles and maintain this ability in a fighting state. The master knew at a glance that he had a vague sense of the shift in tactics.

But now it is precisely because of the inadvertent intervention that Xiao wants to vent his emotions through martial arts training, mistakenly thinking that the existence of artistic conception does not have to worry. As long as he borrows such an artistic conception, he will create martial arts as quickly as before.

Xiao is not worried about his understanding of martial arts. As he grows and perceives, and with each battle, it constantly changes and deepens.

It's also impossible. Although he was able to win over four masters in big things, who knows if there is the same group function outside of Wanshan?

Shaw is not worried about looking up at the sky. He knew that although he was now the first person in Zhongguang Dafu, there were mountains on the mountain, there were people, and there were people outside the mountain, and they all wanted to improve themselves. Of course, there is still so much hair. He had no idea how strong he was.

Even if the toilet leaves the martial arts, now he can only put the first priority first, and the last two are only waiting for a higher level person to have the necessary spiritual full support for him to use, there are no tricks and no use, they will exhaust all the spiritual power of the body.

In the past, Xiao was not worried that martial arts were just a combination of blood step and Teng wash martial arts. Later, he discovered that it wasn't perfect. He also knew that he had to create his own style and not start with the blood inherited from the blood. Now, Xiao doesn't have to worry, martial arts are not just a superposition of martial arts and martial arts.

If you practice more on one foot, you will be limited, and in the absence of martial arts and blessings, you will soon punch again, because there will be a quality limit in general. However, there seems to be no limit to the mood. George Bernard Shaw doesn't have to worry about not being thoroughly honed in his swordsmanship, but if he can have a deeper idea of the sword himself, then he will have confidence, even if he only uses Sima Feng to carry the sword back, he will not lose.

However, these things are not possible. Zhongguangfu is too small. Except for the incomplete materials brought back by the four famous teachers of Wanshan, there is no more practical content. Most of the time, it is slowly pursued over the centuries.

But beyond the thousands of mountains and rivers, of course, there are many masters like Teng Hua who still live there. Of course, they still have deep thoughts and opinions about the loss of Wudao, and no one has come out for a year. This is not what Zhongguangfu District has been able to give me for a hundred years.

Still, Shaw wasn't worried. His way of pursuing the Tao is free and presumptuous, as long as he is happy in his heart. Later, when he has the opportunity to get out of Zhongguang County, he will have a better understanding of Wudao.

In this way, Shaw doesn't have to worry that he will practice in the backyard every day according to his mood, and even watch my practice, and his sadness about his mother's life has slowly decreased a lot.

Chen Lin's funeral did not have to worry about the low-key treatment in George Bernard Shaw's sketches. George Bernard Shaw was not worried, when Chen Lin's husband's place made a tombstone, one for Chen Lin, one for her husband, and one for their children and babies. It can be said that Chen Lin's wish is not known to Xiao Na, although Chen Lin has deep love, but in my heart, I will always remember my husband and unborn child.

Xiao sat in front of the grave for three days and three nights, drinking wine, thinking about what happened to them and Chen Lin when they were children, Lin Xian and Sergeant Xiao stayed here for three days, guarding Xiao without worrying.

Three days later, Xiao was not worried about patting the dust on his body, bowed to the grave three more times, and said sadly: "After death, will you really be reincarnated?" Mom, I hope that you and your husband, and your children can reunite in the next generation and rebuild the front line. ”

After that, he strode for a while with his long sleeves.

There is nothing he misses in Zhongguang County, and he wants to go to a higher heaven.

Zhongguang City, Xiao Funei

Xiao Xiao was wearing a blue robe and sitting with her eyes closed. In the next place, dozens more people are watching. I stood trembling. This is the leader of all the major forces in the Zhongguang Mansion this year, and tonight I saw Xiao's carefree delivery.

Without the motivation to accept, how can we not come? Xiao Wuyou's name will definitely defeat us. Although Xiao Wuyou was now the reason for the six spiritual realms, a friend raised his hand. This is a monster that can cross the spirit realm with a certain amount of power.

If in the past these momentums, it is found that what should not be considered belongs to those young people who are afraid of absolute beauty, but to understand the first beautiful battle of Zhongguang City, sitting in front of the people, is no longer what a young man said.

It's a decision that doesn't exist in life, so the four people of Nakamitsu Mansion can control each other. At present, no one in the Zhongguang Mansion can stop Xiao from thinking about this, and no one can be angry with him.

If Xiao at least wants to recover, he will have to bow his head.

They all stood there trembling. They didn't know that Xiao was not afraid to tell him to do it. If Xiao wasn't afraid of me, they wouldn't accept it, but will they bow their heads eventually?

After all, come back, heart, but, weight. The air was so tight that no one dared to say anything, removing the sound of swallowing saliva, let alone the appearance of the silk horns.

"Do you think you've done too much during this time?" Xiao who closed his eyes, didn't expect to say suddenly.

When these people heard Xiao Hefu's carefree words, they were all dressed in civilian clothes and their faces were pale. They all thought that Xiao was not afraid to say anything.

Although there were dozens of people wearing clothes, Lingwu was the strongest of them all. If you dare to resist Lu, don't worry. Later, some people can escape from the nameless person without thinking and defeat Xiao. This is what he does not want.

"I can understand that you are in the mood, you must force me to understand, although I don't like to lead the safety hammer guide Guangfu, as long as you are in the mood, you should consider the lives of the people. Shaw didn't take it into account.

"Okay?" All the hard work grew old in the blink of an eye.

They all thought that Xiao was not afraid to call him and want to tell his entourage about things they had never thought of.

"I've said before, what would you do if you wanted to be more competitive than the average person?" Xiao whispered.

Although Xiao did not suffer misfortune because of Lin Xiu's death at the beginning, many people should also strictly abide by it and pick it up at the beginning, but when a fight broke out, it was difficult for him to control his heart. After all, people who know Xiao are not afraid of trouble, and neither do the people around them, so they don't worry about hearing Xiao's voice.

Xiao did not consider leaving Zhongguang County. Although he did not prosper and did not dominate it, he cared about the lives of his people and his own. When he saw that these situations were transmitted to the little people, he couldn't help but adjust the situation to the outside world.

He believed because he now affirmed the power of Ah Li, but there was a reasonable struggle to make it to him obedient, even if some circumstances did not allow him, and he had his own way.

"Xiao doesn't have Master Xiao He. "I didn't expect that. The sword has no eyes. One person boldly said: "Competition in this city will hurt the fish in the pond." ”