Out of the secret passage, Lin Tianheng judged the general direction according to the stars, and then swept away to the east.

Halfway through, Lin Tianheng met a few snow-white snow wolves, borrowed some blood from them, sprinkled them on the sheepskin, and the handwriting slowly appeared on it, the first line was "Mingjiao Holy Fire Heart Method: Qiankun Great Shift" eleven words.

Seeing that the calligraphy on it was written in Chinese characters, Lin Tianheng couldn't help but nodded, and said in his heart that if this exercise was written in Persian, it would take a lot more effort.

"This Persian mind really has a bit of a doorway." After reading through the whole article, Lin Tianheng sighed with emotion, the method of luck is extremely complex and ingenious, and it does have a miraculous effect on the martial artists under the grandmaster.

However, after the martial artist breaks through the realm of the grandmaster, the cultivation has already involved the spiritual path, and the imperial envoy of qi and true power is much more complicated than the above, and then this exercise will become extremely weak.

However, it must be slightly improved and the practice standard of this exercise must be lowered, so that it can benefit more low-level disciples. Lin Tianheng said secretly.

The cultivation method of this skill is too complicated for the martial artists of the acquired realm, it is extremely difficult to practice without the support of a strong skill, and it is even easy to go mad.

Suddenly, Lin Tianheng's ears moved slightly, calmly put the sheepskin into his sleeve, and said lightly: "Since you have arrived, why haven't you shown up yet?" ”

"You old man, your ears are very bright." As soon as Lin Tianheng's words fell, a cyan figure flashed out from the bushes on the side, and the speed was definitely the best in the world.

The Blue Winged Bat King Wei smiled. Looking at the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man in front of him, Lin Tianheng was very sure of his authenticity.

"Exactly down there." Wei Yi smiled and gasped, and smiled reluctantly.

"You're on good feet." Lin Tianheng praised.

In fact, Lin Tianheng had already discovered Wei Yixiao, but at that time, he didn't care if he was a Mingjiao with a strange temperament and an ordinary mountain guard disciple wandering around the mountain at night, he really didn't expect this person to be Wei Yixiao, and this guy was able to catch up with him, he really deserved to be a person known for his light skills.

"If you hadn't stopped and killed the wolf, I wouldn't have been able to catch up with you. By the way, why did you kill a wolf? Wei Yixiao said truthfully, looking at the wolf corpse on the ground, he was really a little confused.

Lin Tianheng just smiled indifferently, and didn't mean to answer at all.

Seeing that Lin Tianheng didn't answer, Wei smiled and said, "Old man, how did you practice light skills?" Everyone in the world says that I am the best at it, but compared to you, it is far from you. ”

"You've chased me so far just to ask me this question?" Lin Tianheng smiled, this guy actually has a bit of a chatty attribute, "You are really a bat, you don't sleep at night, and you like to chase people and play?" ”

"Of course not." Wei Yixiao's face suddenly became serious, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, "I saw someone sweeping out from the direction of my sect's forbidden land, so naturally I wanted to catch up and ask for clarification." What is your plan to sneak up on the top of the light?! ”

"But since you know that your kung fu is far inferior to this seat, how dare you question this seat like this!" Lin Tianheng's eyes were fixed, and his momentum was compelling.

"As one of the four great guardians of Mingjiao, it is my duty to protect the light. No matter how good you are, I'm going to fight you! Wei Yixiao took a step forward and said loudly.

"You're doing your duty." Lin Tianheng's expression suddenly relaxed, and then his figure flickered, as if teleporting to Wei Yixiao's side.

Seeing such a strange scene, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but open his eyes, and before he could make any other reaction, he was captured by Lin Tianheng with one move.

'It's bitter and bitter, the old bat is going to become a dead bat this time. Who is this old man, he doesn't look like Wudang Zhang Zhenren. Wei Yi said with a smile, looking like he was waiting for death with his eyes closed.

"Don't worry, this seat won't take your life." As if he had seen through what Wei Yixiao was thinking, Lin Tianheng smiled, "Even this seat will give you some benefits." ”

Before Wei Yixiao could think about the truth of what Lin Tianheng said, Lin Tianheng imprinted a palm on his back.

'It's so hot......' felt a scorching force pouring into his body like a river bursting its banks, and Wei Yixiao, who was bitten in the acupoint, could only shout in his heart.

In just a few blinks of an eye, this extremely fierce energy swept through all the meridians around Wei Yixiao, and then disappeared without a trace.

Wei Yi hooked his fingers with a confused expression, and was surprised to find that the acupoints on his body had been unlocked.

Afraid that Lin Tianheng would do something bad to him, Wei Yixiao hurriedly checked his body, and then he was shocked, Lin Tianheng not only did not treat him badly, but cured the cold poison that had tormented him for many years.

Wei Yixiao made a mistake when he was young, when he cultivated the "Cold Ice Palm", every time the cold poison attacked, he had to suck human blood to suppress it, but now he felt an indescribable ease, warm all over, very comfortable.

"Thank you." Wei Yixiao had a clear distinction between love and hate, since Lin Tianheng helped him heal his injuries, he would thank him, but if Lin Tianheng really wanted to be unfavorable to the Ming Sect, he would still fight with Lin Tianheng desperately.

"This seat has no intention of being an enemy of you and Mingjiao, and is here for a little private matter, so you don't have to ask." Lin Tianheng said without arguing.

Wei Yi stared at Lin Tianheng vigilantly, wondering in his heart whether what he said was true or false.

Considering that the other party could capture him with one move, and also cured him of an old disease, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but believe Lin Tianheng's words a little.

"In a few days, a young man will go to the top of the light, and when the time comes, I will ask the Bat King to take care of it." Lin Tianheng said.

Wei Yixiao, a diehard loyalist of the Ming Sect, naturally wanted to leave it to Lin Zifei as a help, and it was not in vain that he specially made a Jiuyang True Qi to cure his cold poison.

After that, Lin Tianheng didn't give Wei Yixiao a chance to speak, and disappeared from his sight with a flash.

"That's a lot of speed!" Looking at the position where Lin Tianheng was standing just now, Wei Yi smiled and sighed in a low voice, although it was not the first time he had seen Lin Tianheng's illusion-like body, but every time he saw it, he was so shocked.

After being stunned for a moment, Wei Yixiao turned around and returned to the top of the light, but he had been pondering the last sentence Lin Tianheng said in his heart.

'Who will be the man who will go to the top of the light?' What does it have to do with this powerful old man? What is he going to do when he goes to the top of the light? Is this old man healing me for this man? The more Wei Yixiao thought about it, the more questions he had, and finally he simply gave up thinking, just waiting for the soldiers to block it and the water to cover it.

At noon the next day, Lin Tianheng returned to Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang, and while he was in a hurry, he also simplified the "Great Shift" mental method.

At this time, everything in Zhu Wu Lianhuanzhuang had fallen under Lin Zifei's control, and even the family martial arts of Zhu Changling and Wu Lie were forced to ask by him.

So much so that Lin Tianheng was stunned when he saw the "One Yang Finger" cheats presented by Lin Zifei, and he didn't expect that he hadn't had time to take out the cheats in his arms, but instead harvested a technique first.

Lin Tianheng opened Yiyang's fingering and looked at it, but as the pages kept turning, his brows couldn't help frowning.

Lin Zifei, who had been watching Lin Tianheng carefully, inevitably looked a little flustered, wondering if there was anything wrong with the cheats he offered, and even began to scold the damn Zhu Changling in his heart, could it be that this bastard gave him a fake cheats?

Turning the last page, Lin Tianheng put the cheats on the table and shook his head in disappointment.

"Ancestor, what's wrong?" Lin Zifei asked in a low voice.

"It's fine." Lin Tianheng waved his hand and said, "This exercise has been handed down and has gone out of shape, if it is the original version, it should still be a little interesting, this one is really almost meaningful." ”

Hearing Lin Tianheng say this, Lin Zifei instantly breathed a sigh of relief, it was not his pot.

In fact, Lin Tianheng didn't have any hope for the martial arts handed down by the Zhu family, otherwise he would definitely ask Zhu Changling for Yiyang fingering in person.

After all, Zhu Ziliu's Yiyang finger practice was not good, and it was also beautifully named: the perfect combination of fingering and calligraphy, and the pen instead of fingering. In fact, it is not practiced at home in fingering, and the weapon is used to make up for its shortcomings.

Coupled with Zhu Changling's previous performance of weak chickens, Lin Tianheng had already guessed such a situation, and what really disappointed him was that a peerless school was weakened because of the unscrupulousness of later generations, and finally it was lost.