Jing Chong ran to the vicinity of Qingtan in one breath, and with the help of this bright moonlight, seeing Qingtan, Jing Chong's heart gradually calmed down, and he twitched his mouth a few times, and he hurriedly scolded himself for being rude.

"People are masters and apprentices, and you are just a friend at most, why do you want to force others like this? Besides, Uncle Kong is already a thousand lucky to be able to teach his ability so desperately, why is he so not satisfied?"

After a few slaps in a row, Jing Chong's heart gradually calmed down, just like the water in the clear pool, which could no longer make waves.

A person sat down cross-legged, and his thoughts spread everywhere, he thought a lot, from the carefree when he was a child, to the sudden difficulty a year ago, and then to the sight of his loved ones falling in a pool of blood one by one, the miserable scenes, the tests again and again, he only felt that his heart had fully grown, but he couldn't erase the hidden hatred and family affection that he missed day and night.

Yes, no matter how big a person is, he needs to be affectionate, and no matter how strong a person without affection is, he is just a walking corpse, but since the death of his parents and the tragic death of his second grandfather, he really lacks this kind of feeling around him, sometimes he wants to find a shoulder to lean on and find someone to talk to, but in such a world, he can no longer find such a person.

Even if Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang have been together for so long, Jing Chong has not completely opened his heart and completely got rid of the secret in his heart, all they have is friendship, a kind of common friendship, everyone can do anything for each other, but the maintenance of this friendship can not be strengthened by relying on the efforts of one side alone, after all, it still needs endless life and death tempering and testing, therefore, before the revenge of his parents is not avenged, and his strength cannot reach a level that can protect himself, he cannot confide in others at will。

Thinking about it, Jing Chong felt it, and he couldn't extricate himself from the emotion of longing, he had to slowly put his hand into his arms, and gently touched the only thing left by his father, "Wolf Warrior Knife Method", the profundity of the Wolf Warrior Knife Method is unimaginable, even if he has now comprehended the essence of the whirlwind hundred steps without shadow, he still can't understand the cultivation tricks of the Wolf Warrior Knife Technique, so no matter how anxious he is, he can only use time to continue to precipitate this kind of waiting.

The tears in the corners of his eyes fell, and he could only unwillingly take the yellow silk into his arms again, rearrange his thoughts, but touched it with his hand in his arms for a while, and finally fixed on the thick "Fantasy and Illusion Book".

This book has been with him for more than a year, whenever he has free time, he habitually takes it out and turns a few pages, although sometimes he doesn't know anything at all, but vaguely, it still seems to have captured something, the words on it are more like nothing, let him ignore it, but Rao is so, he can still clearly feel that in this continuous realization, a corner of his body has undergone a little change, as for the specific manifestation has been unknown, maybe this is simply a kind of hallucination from the spiritual level, maybe as he imagined, I am still indulging in that happy fantasy.

But no matter what, Jing Chong still clearly knew that with the company of this book, it would only add endless help to his future cultivation.

Thinking of this, Jing Chong's heart suddenly sprouted endless pride, he casually flipped through a few pages of the fantasy illusion book, and immediately put it into his arms, suddenly stood up, he walked and shook his fists and began to practice fists and feet.

"Only when you have no loss can you stand up to the sky!"

This has evolved into a palm force hanging a thousand jun, and a palm can be pushed out enough to open mountains and split stones, pull dry and destroy.

"The combination of the palm and the heart, the palm, the legs, and the heart are integrated, and then it evolves into a "hundred steps of fists and feet, no attack or break", the legs are scattered, and the palm power can be left a hundred steps away, hurting people invisibly.

"The inner strength is full of tide, and the spirit is shining!" "The dantian guards the qi, and the whole body is scattered, and it condenses into a "backward push of the mountains and rivers"! The breath is vain, even if it does not have the power of the palm, the pressure alone can make people prohibitive.

"The intention is to guard the void spirit, the aftertaste is endless! Foreign objects are difficult to tempt, I guard my heart!" The strength of the whole body is condensed and scattered, repeatedly, endlessly, a palm can be turned into a thousand palms, and a foot is a hundred steps away, which invisibly evolves into a "regain the old mountains and rivers", the palm has no shadow, and the shot is like electricity.

The whirlwind has no shadow palm in a hundred steps, mysterious mysteries have emerged, Jing Chong's cultivation is even more a thousand miles a day, thriving, every palm and every foot of the attack can comprehend a new experience, and then follow this experience to draw inferences, three three into nine, ninety-nine back to the truth, each move has eighty-one mysterious changes, a move to attack is ever-changing, virtual and real, real and virtual, making people look like chasing the wind and catching shadows, pondering and incomprehensible.

Suddenly, only the afterimage was seen in the same place, and Jing Chong's body was really like a whirlwind, flickering left and right, flickering forward and backward, and his figure appeared everywhere on the bank of the big Qingtan.

The hard cultivation day after day, there is almost no slackness, and Jing Chong's progress is like a ripe melon, a matter of course, this burying his head is a month's situation.

In the past month, in addition to the essential daily work, almost all of his time has been spent on cultivation, and he can't wait to make up for the losses of that year at one time, so the harvest created by this month's cultivation is even richer than the three months of cultivation of others.

First of all, the most eye-catching change is that Jing Chong's originally solid body has become more symmetrical, and because he knows how to use strength reasonably, his body has also been trained to be curvaceous and flawless.

Moreover, due to his hard work in cultivating under the scorching sun all day long, his skin, which was already a little darker than ordinary people, became even darker, and if he didn't smile, he really thought that he was an alien who fled from a foreign race.

However, this kind of sacrifice is obviously not very important compared to the gains obtained, so he doesn't care about the appearance at all, and he puts all his thoughts into his own cultivation.

His efforts were watched by everyone, and in addition to attracting frequent praise from Kong Da in secret, even Nie Haiyuan and the others were also infected.

Although these two are not as hard as Jing Chong shows, they are no longer as lazy as before, and in the past month, they have also made some progress.

The most obvious of them is probably Nie Haiyuan, who was originally sent to the "rice bucket" The title of him, but really live up to such a name, every day in addition to the amount of food continues to increase, even the strength of the whole body is soaring, at first a weight of more than 100 pounds of iron slippery soft shoulder in the hand, straight pressure of his teeth grinning bitterly, but with the continuous rotation of the sun, his hidden potential has also been discovered, to now, a shake of the hand without 800 catties of strength is enough to have 500 catties up and down, a piece of iron slippery soft shoulder by its grip in the hand, pick up the tiger and tiger, like a wheel like splashing water impervious.

But he doesn't have any unique moves at all, or picking, smashing, teasing, or ramming, it all depends on people's personal preferences in a thought, a big stick is taken into his hand, like a dancing hammer, domineering.

Besides, Zou Cang, compared to the two of them, it is obviously a little miserable, first of all, it is the Wanhua four-point double gun that is enshrined as a treasure, just a few days before he started, he has so many passionate drills every day, but with a few times, all over his body is scarred by his own stabs, but the aroused heart is suddenly extinguished.

After a while, it hit his thigh, a moment he stuck it in his belly, and another moment even his smug face was scratched, and every time the blood flowed, Zou Cang wanted to cry without tears and was miserable.

For this reason, it attracted Kong Da's scolding again and again, such as "children can't be taught!", "rice bucket", "stupid" and other words are endless, and after a month, he has already been hurt physically and mentally, and he can no longer raise a trace of passion.

But fortunately, this month's efforts have not been in vain, the most basic is to master the trick of dancing with two guns, blocking, taking, piercing, pointing, collapsing, picking, plucking, winding, dancing, and other nine-character tips, and what are the tricks such as "the gun walks on the line, and the gun should be flat", which can be regarded as a rough understanding of the "essence" of the gun.

But even so, the progress of the three of them is enough to make Kong Da happy, so while scolding angrily, he also has a little more relief.