"The gods are ever-changing: the secret of the iron sword gate is not transmitted, the body is divided into three layers, the first layer is "oil on the soles of the feet", after practice, rì travels thousands of miles, no matter how light master he is, it is difficult to catch up.

The second layer is "gecko climbing the wall", after the practice, climb over the wall and enter the house, such as walking on the ground.

The third layer is the "loach drill hole", as the name suggests, after training, the whole body is as slippery as a loach, and any master can't catch you. Moreover, the principle of internal power of "Divine Practice" is to rotate and vibrate the internal force of the whole body, so that the external force can be unloaded.

"Opening conditions: 80 points or more for enlightenment, 120 points or more for internal force, 100 points or more for root bones, and 200 points or more for body method"

"Upgradeable"

"The requirements for the body method are so high?" Ling Jing focused his attention on the icon of "Divine Transformation", and the cultivation restriction of this quasi-peerless body method automatically jumped in front of him.

"So how did Wei Xiaobao refine this martial art in the first place?" Ling Jing couldn't help but wonder a little, although the requirement of two hundred body methods was nothing to him, but his body method was systematically strengthened, that is, the physical fitness of an intermediate grandmaster-level master, he was afraid that he couldn't compare to himself.

But Wei Xiaobao in the plot of Lu Ding Ji is a real ordinary person, is this guy born with a body that is far beyond ordinary people?

He thought for a moment, then didn't continue to delve into this question, and immediately added the last ten talent points to the martial arts icon of "Divine Transformation".

The martial arts icon of "Divine Travel" is a pair of bare feet, one foot in front and one foot behind, and there are vague illusions between the two feet, which looks extremely elegant.

"Boom!"

Countless shape-shifting figures instantly appeared in his mind, Ling Jing was slightly stunned, all the figures had merged into one, turning into a middle-aged Taoist with fluttering clothes, and with his unique footwork, he circled around him like a storm and lightning, and then suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist and burrowed into his sea of consciousness.

In the wing room of the inn, Ling Jing slowly opened his eyes, and a mental mantra slowly floated in his heart.

"Spiral energy." Ling Jing stepped off the bed, his eyes flickering.

"Divine Movement" is not just a peculiar body method, the mental method also includes the cultivation method of "Spiral Strength", once practiced, the true qi can be spread all over the body, and the opponent's attacks can be bounced away in a unique way of rotation and vibration.

After standing still for a moment, Ling Jing suddenly raised his right hand, palm facing his left side.

"Let's try how powerful this "spiral energy" is. ”

He moved, pinched the finger of the sword in his left hand, and quickly pointed it to the palm of his right palm.

The left hand suddenly turned into an afterimage, and the speed was extremely fast. But as soon as the two fingers touched the surface of his right palm, he suddenly noticed an extremely strange force and unloaded his two fingers to the side.

"What a strange way of shaking."

Ling Jing watched as the two fingers of his left hand were almost touching the palm of his hand, and instantly slid to the side, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, as if his right palm was like the smoothest stone in the world, and there was also a layer of fine rotating power attached to the surface, and any force that attacked would be unloaded aside.

""Spiral energy" coupled with "Intermediate King Kong is not bad magic skills", I'm afraid that the masters below the first-grade realm will not want to hurt me again. ”

"Divine Practice" He has already added points to the realm of Dacheng Consummation, and what he needs after that is to continue to familiarize himself with this body method in order to adapt to the new changes brought to him by this martial art.

Ling Jing picked up the quilt full of holes on the ground, threw it back on the bed, looked out the window, saw that there was a glimmer of light in the sky, and immediately walked out of the wing, went downstairs to settle the cost of the hotel, and left some more silver taels to compensate for some things that were damaged by his own martial arts trial.

There are still few pedestrians on the road, Ling Jing glanced left and right, a person came out of the north gate, walked to a remote place, suddenly smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "I have learned the triple realm of "Divine Travel", this first "oil on the soles of the feet" is known as rì traveling thousands of miles, no matter how clever he is, he can't catch up, why don't I try to use this martial art to hurry." ”

Ling Jing immediately swept over, ran onto a big tree on the side of the road, his feet were close to the trunk, and he used the second "gecko climbing wall", and sure enough, his feet were glued to the trunk of the tree, and he went straight up, and climbed to the top of the tree in a few steps.

"That's amazing!"

Ling Jing laughed, and there was a little bit under his feet, and suddenly like a flying geese, he flew more than ten zhang away, and after landing, he saw that his footwork was extremely fast, and his figure flashed again and again on this deserted path, and in just a moment, he disappeared at the end of the road.

An hour or two later, the sound of tapping wooden fish and chanting scriptures sounded in the "Wuxiang Nunnery" in Fuzhou City, and Master Dingxian and Master Dingyi led a group of disciples to finish the morning class and gather in a nunnery hall on the right side of the "Wuxiang Nunnery" to have dinner.

Master Dingxian and Master Dingyi sat at a square table at the top, and the rest were a few big disciples of the Hengshan Sect, such as Yihe and Yizhi, and everyone ate silently, and rarely heard anyone talking.

"Senior sister, these sideways on the rivers and lakes have been really bad recently, and they actually went to the Shaolin Temple to provoke. We want to go back to Hengshan anyway, why don't we go and help Master Fang Zheng along the way? Mrs. Dingyi took a bite of the white-flour steamed bun in her hand and said to Mrs. Dingxian.

Dingxian Shitai smiled slightly and said: "Shaolin and Wudang have been Taishan Beidou in the martial arts for hundreds of years. ”

Now the people from all over the rivers and lakes gathered together to welcome the holy aunt down the mountain in the Shaolin Temple, and this matter caused a lot of uproar, and they naturally heard about it along the way.

"That's right." Master Dingyi put the food in his hand into the bowl and said, "However, since our Hengshan Sect is also a member of the righteous path, we must not let these evil people run rampant at this time. ”

Master Dingxian was silent for a while, although he knew that what his senior sister said was good, but the Hengshan faction had suffered great hardships, and the disciples in the sect suffered heavy casualties, and it was time to recuperate.

She raised her head and looked at the only twenty or so disciples left in the hall, only to see that everyone had tiredness on their faces, and suddenly sighed, and said, "This matter is enough for the two of us, as for Yi and them, let's go back to the mountain first." ”

Yihe raised his head when he heard the words and asked, "Master Master, are you and Uncle Shi going to Shaolin Temple?" "I thought to myself, there were not a few casualties among the senior sisters of this sect this time, if the two elders were not in the mountains, she would be a little bottomless in her heart.

Master Dingxian nodded, but Master Dingyi suddenly moved, and said: "Senior sister, this time the Holy Aunt of the Demon Sect was imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple, do you think that Ling Jing will also go to the Shaolin Temple to make a big fuss." After all, rumors say that Miss Ren was willing to be trapped in Shaolin Temple in order to save him. ”

Dingxian Shitai frowned and said: "Ling Shaoxia's martial arts are strong and his swordsmanship is deep, and there are few people in the world who can match it. If he hears about this, I'm afraid" sighed and continued: "I'm afraid it's really annoying." ”

I thought to myself, that young man's swordsmanship had reached an unbelievable realm, even if the five masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect were together, they might not be able to help him.

However, this young man has a chivalrous heart, and when he saw my Hengshan faction suffering, he helped out, and he didn't think it would embarrass the Shaolin Temple too much.

Master Dingyi nodded thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, why don't we set off for Shaolin Temple today, if we can meet Master Fang Zheng in front of Ling Jing, we will make peace from it, and we will avoid a dispute." ”

Master Dingxian smiled slightly and said, "Senior sister is reasonable, if this dispute can really be avoided and less killing, it is really a blessing for martial arts." Presumably, Master Fang Zheng didn't want to see the Shaolin Temple bleeding like a river. ”

After a few hours, Ling Jing changed from overland to take a boat north, passing through Puyang Lake in Jiangxi, where the passenger boat stopped at a small town on the lakeside.

Ling Jing and many passengers stepped off the boat together, and when they got off the boat, they saw that it was a small town, but there were a lot of passers-by in the town, and there were still many ships on the side of the passenger boat, and it was estimated that they were all passers-by who were going to buy some supplies here.

There seemed to be a strong aroma of wine wafting in the air, Ling Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he followed the direction from which the aroma of wine came from and stepped into the street in front of him.

After walking more than ten zhang, I saw a two-story pavilion hung with a white cloth, and there were three big black ink characters on it.

"Interesting." Ling Jing smelled the aroma of wine and walked into the wine shop, anyway, the passenger ship would not leave for a while, so it was better to have a drink here first.

After ordering the wine and food, Ling Jing sat in the hall and drank alone, but the wine in this wine shop has its own uniqueness, smelling mellow, and the taste is indeed far better than ordinary wine.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, someone suddenly sighed and said, "Alas! Men in the world, nineteen are lucky. Ling Jing frowned slightly, turned his head, and looked at the person who spoke, under the flickering candlelight, but saw that in the small hotel, except for himself, there was only someone lying at a table in the corner of the store.

There were flasks and glasses on the table, and the man was ragged and obscenely shaped, not like such a gentleman.

At the moment, Ling Jing ignored it, drank a few more glasses, and only heard the voice behind him say: "For you, people are imprisoned in a place where the sky is not visible." But he was messing around in the fat powder pile all day long, whether it was a little girl, a bald nun, or an old woman, he took it all. Alas, alas. ”

Ling Jing's heart moved, knowing that he was talking about himself, but he didn't look back, thinking, "Who is this person?" I led the disciples of the Hengshan Sect to save people in Fuzhou City, did he also see it? ”

I only heard the man say again: "Irrelevant people, but nosy, said that they were going to fight for their lives and save people." If you want to be the leader, I will also be the leader, but the person has not been saved, and the gang has been beaten to the ground. Alas, this matter on the rivers and lakes, Lao Tzu really has no eyes to see. ”

Ling Jing took the wine bowl, walked over and sat opposite the man, and said, "I don't know a lot about it, and I have to ask my brother for advice." ”