Before Li Jinghong traveled down the mountain, he still went to practice boxing under the cliff peak waterfall every day.

Chongyang told him that the waterfall of the cliff peak is the most suitable for sharpening this trick of breaking water, if he doesn't grasp the opportunity, it will be even more difficult to find such a waterfall after going down the mountain.

Ten years later, Li Jinghong has punched 100,000 times, and he has not slackened for a day.

On this day, he stood in front of a waterfall dozens of feet high and closed his eyes to meditate, and the noisy sound of water in his ears gradually disappeared, as if there was no longer a waterfall in front of him, but a piece of rice paper as thin as a cicada's wings.

Li Jinghong rehearsed the water breaking style dozens of times in his mind, and suddenly realized it in his heart.

He muttered to himself, "It turns out that this is the essence of the water cut style. ”

In an instant, Li Jinghong's body condensed an incomparable domineering fist intent.

That fist intent was alive and well in him, and it was like wearing an ethereal ancient armor.

In the dense forest not far away, Chongyang looked at the 'flame' on his junior brother's body, and said helplessly: "Sister Huangque, during this time, you will increase your aura and water transportation to the waterfall every day, making that stream invisibly several times heavier. If it weren't for my junior brother's strong enough heart, maybe he would have collapsed a long time ago. ”

The yellow finch standing next to Chongyang has already transformed into a woman in a yellow dress.

I saw her glaring at Chongyang, and snorted coldly: "If I hadn't made it more difficult for him, would he have been able to condense that fist intent on his body?"

Chongyang nodded: "That's right, it's not difficult to break the water with one punch, but it's difficult to condense a body of fist intent from boxing." In this way, my junior brother is really a talent that is rare in a century. ”

Huang Que said an unceremonious word: "It's better than you anyway." ”

Chongyang was not annoyed at all, laughed, and replied: "That's because my master has a good vision." ”

Huang Que said-for-tat: "If Chen Taibai's vision is really good, how can he find such a stupid disciple as you? It's been two hundred years, and he hasn't even practiced the Yuan Infant Realm! Look at your senior brother and senior sister, which of them has a higher realm than you?"

"Also, you've been traveling down the mountain for ten years, why did you go? Do you travel all day long, and when you're bored, you go to find a few soft persimmons that don't like the eye and pinch them?"

Chongyang coughed lightly and replied, "Senior Yellow Sparrow, it's a bit too much to say that." My trip down the mountain this time is not only for cultivation, but more importantly, to find one, oh not a thing, whether it exists or not, is related to the safety of the people of the world. ”

"Did you find it?" asked the Yellow Sparrow, glancing at him.

Chongyang smiled awkwardly and replied, "Uh...... Not yet, but there are some clues. During this time, I have told my junior brother all the clues. Presumably, he will definitely find that 'thing' when he goes down the mountain this time. ”

Huang Que snorted coldly and said, "Isn't it a divine beast if it's nothing." Why, do you really think I can't understand Chen Taibai's plan?"

Chongyang frowned, and the murderous aura instantly flowed all over his body, like a killing god who degraded the mortal world.

"Yo, you want to fight with me? Come on, this girl hasn't moved her muscles for a long time, and she's looking for someone to practice her hands. ”

Huang Que looked at Chongyang with a grin, not thinking that the man next to her would pose a mortal threat to her.

Chongyang sighed helplessly, and the murderous aura was gone.

"Please also ask the Yellow Sparrow Fairy to be cautious, Master's plan is related to the safety of hundreds of millions of people, and if it leaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

After only a while, Chongyang changed three titles one after another, first it was Sister Huangque, then it was Huangque's predecessor, and finally it was Huangque Fairy.

Huang Que smiled and replied: "Don't worry, Chen Taibai and I are not only old neighbors for many years, but also grasshoppers tied to a rope, if Zhenlong Mountain is occupied by the demon clan, my fate will definitely be even more miserable than those ordinary people." ”

Hearing her say this, Chongyang had no worries, so he arched his hand and said: "The Yellow Sparrow Fairy understands righteousness and deserves to be one of the only remaining ancient immortals in the world. ”

Huang Que frowned, and snorted coldly: "Don't put a high hat on me here, be careful that I turn my face." ”

Chongyang immediately said with a hippie smile: "Sister Huangque, it's not me who brags, I have seen a lot of fairies during this trip down the mountain, but compared to Sister Huangque, they are simply different from cloud and mud." ”

Huang Que sighed and asked, "Then who is the cloud and who is the mud?"

Chongyang replied in a sincere tone: "Naturally, Sister Huangque is a cloud, and they are mud. ”

Huang Que grinned and said, "That's pretty much it. ”

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On the other side of the waterfall, Li Jinghong opened his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and slowly pulled out a fist fight.

That incomparably mysterious fist intent instantly flowed through the whole body.

Bang!

Li Jinghong suddenly threw a punch, and before the fist hit the waterfall, the layer of fist wrapped around the fist had already blasted a big hole in the waterfall.

"Hey, there's a word on the stone wall behind the waterfall!"

Before the water hole on the waterfall closed, Li Jinghong vaguely saw a lot of words carved on the stone wall behind him.

I saw that the handwriting was as big as a fist, and it was very neat.

"Strange, who carved these words behind the waterfall?"

You must know that this waterfall is dozens of zhang long, and the rushing stream weighs hundreds of tons, even if it is a high-level immortal monk, it is impossible to withstand such a heavy stream for a long time and engrave words on the stone wall.

Unless, these words were carved before the waterfall was formed, or some kendo master carved them on the stone wall through this waterfall.

A voice suddenly sounded in Li Jinghong's heart: "Connecting these words is your great opportunity." ”

This voice is crisp and tactful, you don't need to guess to know, it must be the voice of the mountain god Yellow Sparrow.

I saw Li Jinghong punching continuously, and each punch blew the waterfall into a water hole.

After the half-pillar of incense, Li Jinghong finally connected the words on the stone wall into a mantra, and then memorized it silently.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Ancient Immortal Method: Immortal Body Origin!"

I'll go, it's the ancient immortal law, is it so?

Li Jinghong put away his fists and couldn't wait to open the system panel:

Host: Li Jinghong

Linggen: Top-grade

Realm: Qi Refining Realm Triple

Exercises: Taibai sword technique is twofold, extreme fist method is threefold, and immortal body origin is one

Hey, there's really an extra exercise on the panel.

Not only that, but his Extreme Dao Fist Technique also unconsciously rose from the second to the third.

Li Jinghong was overjoyed in his heart, turned around, and bowed his hand towards the dense forest: "Thank you Sister Huangque for the opportunity!"

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There was a trick set up by Huang Que on the side of the dense forest, so Li Jinghong couldn't see the figures of Huang Que and Chongyang at all.

The reason why Li Jinghong thanked him to the side of the dense forest was just following his heart and subconsciously acting.

Chongyang looked shocked and said, "Aunt Huangque, you are a little favoritism." My junior brother has known you for less than a month, and you gave him a great opportunity. We've known each other for more than 200 years, why haven't you ever taught me any immortal methods?"

Huang Que stretched out a hand towards him and said lightly, "As long as you lend me the wooden sword, I can teach you an immortal method now." ”

Chongyang couldn't help but feel a little moved, but finally replied: "Forget it, the junior brother is about to go down the mountain, I, as a senior brother, can't let him go down the mountain empty-handed." ”

That being said, his eyes were looking at the waterfall very dishonestly.

Chongyang is also a Jindan monk, and it is not difficult to let his eyes pass through the waterfall and stream.

Huang Que had already seen through his careful thoughts, stretched out his sleeve and waved it lightly.

Some time ago, because she was bored, she fixed the waterfall, and then the immortal mantra carved disappeared in an instant.

Chongyang was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and said with a look of resentment: "Sister Huangque, you are so annoying!"