During the Republic of China, somewhere in Xiangxi, a rich small village, at the west end of the village, there was a Yizhuang, I heard that there was a strange person here.

In the early morning, outside Yizhuang, a figure tossed and turned in the open space outside Yizhuang, from time to time with a sharp sound of breaking the air, if you don't see it, you will think that there are wild beasts in this circle.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect you to accept a successor of Xingyi Fist, I heard that the heir of Xingyi Fist offended foreigners in Shanghai three years ago, and was almost wiped out, and the remnants fled to Hong Kong." A Taoist priest with glasses and a Taoist robe looked at the young man who was practicing hard in the open space, shook his head and sighed: "The tiger is on the dragon plate, and there is a faint appearance of a grandmaster, at such an age, it is really not easy to be able to cultivate the inner fist to such a point, but I see that Ah Zhuo has a resentment that cannot be dissolved, and in the long run, I am afraid that the heart will lose its pure conscience!" ”

"I know that, too." Standing beside the four-eyed Taoist priest was a middle-aged man with half-white hair, looking at the figure in the movement and said: "But he has been cultivating with me for two years, in the past two years, that anger has been dissolved a lot, my Maoshan faction is not a Buddhism, I can't help but kill, just seek righteousness, just be right, when I took him in, he was extremely murderous, and suffered multiple gunshot wounds, but even so, he refused to take action against ordinary people who spoke ill of him, and would rather suffer himself than use his own strength, which many cultivators could not do!" ”

"So you took him?" Hearing this, the four-eyed Dao leader nodded, sighed, and said.

"There's no way, with the influx of Western stuff into my China, and now advocating science, a sect like our Maoshan faction that subdues demons and destroys demons has gradually become disrespected, and it's not easy to find a good disciple!" The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.

"Don't you already have two disciples?" The four-eyed Taoist priest asked suspiciously.

Speaking of his two flutes, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Qiusheng has a good talent, but it's a pity that he is impetuous by nature and has no intention of cultivating, while Wencai, although his nature is pure, his roots and bones are really ......" At the end of his speech, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

In the open space, Zhuo Ao naturally heard the conversation between the two, but he didn't stop, every minute wasted meant that there was one less chance to become stronger.

Three years ago, he entered the secret realm of Mr. Zombie, but when he appeared, he did not come here directly, but came to Shanghai at that time, it was the era of the fall of the Qing Dynasty and the division of warlords, and the foreign people bullied the people, and the warlords from all walks of life did not want to kill the enemy to serve the country, but they fought for power and profit, and drew the land as a boundary.

All the way single-handedly, from Shanghai to North China, and then turned south, after more than 300 battles, even Zhuo Ao himself did not know how many foreign invaders and warlords who killed the people died in his hands, the lone ranger came to this point, but, because of this, he was strangled by foreign tribes and warlords, thousands of troops chased and killed, including many masters, that battle, Zhuo Ao was seriously injured, almost dying, the system suggested that he return immediately several times, but Zhuo Ao refused, and later met his master in this secret realm, That is, Lin Zhengying's ninth uncle rescued him, and for the next two years, he stayed by the side of the ninth uncle, learning Maoshan techniques, for him, this is naturally unwanted, according to the system prompts, this Maoshan magic is the basis for cultivating Taoist cultivation exercises, if according to the normal situation, the current Zhuo Ao, even if there are enough summoning points, can not be bought, only with advanced permissions, can you be qualified to buy cultivation exercises.

Therefore, he stayed, and stayed here for two years, because there was no interference from the outside world, for two years, Zhuo Ao spent almost every day in cultivation, Xingyi Quan reached the eighth level last year, that is, the master level, but after that, whether it is spear or Xingyi Fist, it is extremely difficult to go further, to reach the realm of the grandmaster, but the root bone and understanding, three years of reciting the Tao Te Ching, practicing the five poultry opera to boil the muscles and bones, plus Xingyi Quan broke through to the master level, but it made his roots and understanding greatly improved, The strength has also successfully entered the sixth order.

"It's just ......" The four-eyed Taoist priest looked at Zhuo Ao and said with a wry smile: "He cultivates boxing all day long, how can he have time to practice Taoism with you?" ”

Uncle Nine smiled: "This is the biggest difference between this kid and Wencai and Qiusheng, he will not let go of every opportunity to practice, practice boxing and marksmanship during the day, and meditate instead of sleeping at night. ”

The virtual training ground is only useful for skill moves, and for things that need to be cultivated, such as inner fist and Taoism, it has no effect, and it is precisely for this reason that in the past two years, in addition to the flying card technique will be practiced in the virtual training ground, most of the time has been practiced outside, and meditation has been used instead of sleep, and in the past two years, the number of days that Zhuo Ao has really slept will not exceed ten days! This is still under the coercion of Uncle Jiu.

"You really accepted a good apprentice!" When the four-eyed Taoist priest heard this, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

"You can't envy this kind of thing!" When Uncle Nine heard this, a flash of pride flashed in his eyes, and he joked to his junior brother.

"Ah~Help~"

At this moment, a terrible scream suddenly came from Yizhuang.

"Is it Wencai?" Uncle Nine turned around and frowned.

"It's not good, these two little bunnies, they won't do anything to my guests!" The four-eyed Taoist priest's face changed greatly, and he didn't care about continuing to speak, turned around, and walked directly towards Yizhuang, and the ninth uncle hurriedly followed.

"Has the plot begun?" Zhuo Ao turned his head and glanced at Yizhuang, which means that the day of return is not far away!

A flash flashed in his eyes, when he fought against domestic foreigners, he didn't have the emotion of venting his anger, whether it was grace or hatred, Zhuo Ao would not let go easily, grace would spring up to repay, and revenge would definitely reach the ends of the earth, even if Uncle Nine had been persuading him to let go of his obsession for the past two years, but these things, how could they be put down so easily, the corpses of Gianna and Keya are still lying in his personal space, always reminding Zhuo Ao.

didn't go to help, Zhuo Ao stood by hand, silently opened his attribute interface.

Host: Zhuo Ao

Class: Warrior

Title: Master of Spearmanship, Master of Xingyi Boxing

Root Bone 93, Perception 94, Strength 74, Agility 71, Constitution 68, Spirit 60, Inner Breath 44, Dao Xing 40, Internal Force 280/280, Mana 400/400

Combat skills: Basic Spear Lv8, Basic Tuna Lv10, Xingyi Fist Lv8, Flying Card Lv6, Maoshan Heart Lv5

Life Skill: Gambling lv7

Talents: Wild Heart, Martial Arts Mastery

Comprehensive strength evaluation: early stage of the seventh order

Followers (0/2)

Summon Point: 59800

Intermediate permissions: Intermediate virtual training grounds, portable spaces, summoning mall intermediate permissions

At the beginning, in Laisen City, fighting with the city guards, it cost a lot of summon points, plus the last bottle of biochemical virus, it was almost used up to the summon points that Zhuo Ao had accumulated before, fortunately, he obtained the Dou Wang to provide Zhuo Ao with 50,000 summon points, plus after entering the secret realm of Mr. Zombie, Xingyi Fist broke through and provided him with a summon point, but unfortunately, these summon points are currently unusable.

"Ah Zhuo, you're done with your boxing!" The four-eyed Taoist priest came out with a gloomy look on his face, and a group of zombies jumped up and down behind him, which were his customers, according to Uncle Jiu, these things are not zombies, they can only be regarded as walking corpses.

"Uncle Shi, are you leaving?" Zhuo Ao nodded, arched his hand towards the four-eyed Taoist priest and said, "Stay for two more days?" ”

"Hey, stay two more days, I can afford to live, I can't afford to live as a customer!" The four-eyed Taoist priest shook his head and drove a group of zombies away, Zhuo Ao turned around, just as he saw Wen Cai coming out.

"Senior brother, the master is looking for you." Wen Cai looked at Zhuo Ao with some fear, when Zhuo Ao first came, according to the usual practice, he and Qiusheng were going to tease Zhuo Ao, to deepen the suitability of the same door, and took over the two brothers who were beaten by Zhuo Ao almost inhuman, or the ninth uncle took action to resolve it, since then, Wencai and Qiusheng did not dare to face Zhuo Ao, but fortunately, Zhuo Ao spent most of his time cultivating, and he didn't care about communicating with them, and some well water on both sides did not interfere with the meaning of river water.

"Got it." Zhuo Ao nodded, wiped his sweat, and walked towards Yizhuang, Wen Cai subconsciously leaned against the corner of the wall, like a little daughter-in-law who had been abused.

"Your expression is ......" Zhuo Ao glanced at him, a little funny, shook his head and said, "Keep up." ”

"Ah, yes!" Wen Cai glanced at Zhuo Ao with some surprise, all along, Zhuo Ao has always given people a cold feeling, don't enter the living, and think that he is a person who is not easy to contact.

Closing the door, Wen Cai trotted behind Zhuo Ao and took the initiative to say, "Senior brother, what do you say the master told us?" ”

"How do I know?" Zhuo Ao shook his head, probably having some conjectures in his heart, and Wencai walked all the way into Yizhuang, and said to Uncle Jiu, who was carrying his hands on his back: "Master, you look for me." ”

"Zhuo, you're here." Uncle Nine looked at Zhuo Ao, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "You have been concentrating on cultivation for the past two years, although you don't know what you are hiding in your heart, but cultivation is such a thing, you can't blindly pursue speed, you should be relaxed." ”

"I understand." Zhuo Ao nodded and looked at Uncle Nine.

"In this way, tomorrow Master Ren in the county town will invite me to drink Western tea, and you will also go with the teacher, so that you can increase your knowledge and knowledge, which will also be beneficial to your cultivation." Uncle Nine said.

"Western tea, I haven't drunk it yet, master, I'm going too." Wen Cai's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly came up.

"You stay and watch Yizhuang." Uncle Nine glared at him angrily and said, "If you have time, spend more time on cultivation, look at Ah Zhuo, you started later than you, but now that cultivation has left you for several streets, you are a senior brother, it is a shame to say it." ”

"Oh, got it!" When Wen Cai heard this, he agreed a little unhappily.

"What do you think?" Uncle Nine looked at Zhuo Ao with a smile.

"The apprentice understands, and he will go with the master tomorrow." Zhuo Ao nodded.