"Senior nephew Xia, your Tianshan Six Yang Palm and Tianshan Folding Plum Hands have all been practiced to a certain level, but now they have also fallen into a bottleneck. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Grandma Tong said slowly.

"If you want to break through this bottleneck, you have to immerse yourself in it every day for more than 30 years, and then you will be the most successful."

"Please also teach me." Thirty years? The daylilies are cold, and Xia Yu doesn't want to die of old age in this film and television world at all.

"If you don't want to spend time grinding with water, then there is another way, I have a stone room left by the head of the gate a hundred years ago, and there are images of the stone wall that are highly deduced from the martial arts of this sect."

"This is also the essence of the Loose Sect, you can go in retreat for half a year, and I believe that the day you leave the customs is the day of great success."

"Thank you, uncle, disciple is grateful and disrespectful." Entering the forbidden stone room of the Vulture Palace and participating in the supreme martial arts, this is exactly what Xia Yu wants, these ancestors are more superb than the Tianshan Tong Ma, can refer to what they left, Xia Yu's external skills will rise to a new height.

At the moment, Grandma Tong guided Xia Yu to the garden, moved a rockery, and showed the entrance of the tunnel, the two of them had profound kung fu, and they could see the road under their feet without a torch.

Along the way, Grandma Tong kept pressing the motive in the hidden place, so that the hidden weapon trap in the prelude would not be activated, which shows the high degree of secrecy here.

The tunnel twists and turns, spirals downward, and sometimes suddenly opens up, revealing a huge grotto, which shows that the tunnel is made according to the natural cave in the belly of the mountain.

This gave Xia Yu a much more advanced feeling than the tomb of the general of the Jin Kingdom.

After walking for more than two miles, Grandma Tong stretched out her hand to push away a rock on the left side, let it aside, and said: "Senior nephew, go in, within half a year, I will send Meilan Zhuju to eat and drink, and how much you can comprehend depends on your creation." ”

Obviously, Grandma Tong does not plan to retreat together, with more than a year of martial arts foundation, participating in martial arts depends on Xia Yu's own ability, this kind of thing can't rely on others, the ancients have a cloud, "The master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual." That's true.

When Xia Yu walked into the stone room, the door decorated with rocks was also closed, and he would spend a long time here.

The four walls of the rock are polished very smooth, the stone wall is carved with countless circles of diameter and length, each circle is engraved with a variety of graphics, some are portraits, some are beast shapes, some are incomplete words, and some are just marks and lines, the circles are marked with numbers such as "A one", "A two", "Zi one", "Zi two", "Zi 2", if the number of circles does not exceed a thousand, there are at least eight or nine hundred, Xia Yu can not see it at all for a while.

So let's start from the beginning!

As always, he took pictures, videos, and made records, and then Xia Yu stood next to the circle marked "Jiayi".

After practicing the martial arts of the Xiaoyao School for so long, Xia Yu saw at a glance that the painting in the circle was the starting style of the first move of Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, and the following ones were the back moves, which seemed to be no different from what Tong Grandma taught, but soon Xia Yu overturned his remarks.

After looking at it for a long time, the lines similar to stickmen on the picture actually moved in the eyes, and the moves and styles were not old-fashioned, but there were changes in various details.

After reading the three pictures, Xia Yu also woke up like a dream, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, three hours had passed, this martial arts was really exquisite, although it took three hours of mind, but Xia Yu did not feel the slightest tiredness, only felt energetic and full of internal strength.

But let's rest for a while, anyway, the time here is still very long, and the photos and images recorded before are recalled, but Xia Yu can no longer enter that state, it seems that only by looking at the real thing with the naked eye, these martial arts materials have become thorough materials.

I have to say that this world of martial arts is also quite magical.

There is no time in the mountains, there is no sun and moon in the cave, if there is no help from the mobile phone, Xia Yu is afraid that he will not be able to distinguish the date for a long time. Half a year has passed, Xia Yu's heart is in martial arts, unkempt, and his beard has hung down to his neck, like a savage.

Although Xia Yu has only absorbed the internal force of two people, one is a sweeping monk, and the other is Xiao Yuanshan, in addition to the Yijin Sutra, which has been running around the clock for nearly a year, Xia Yu's internal strength is afraid that it has long surpassed Tong Mama, and with profound skills and a long period of retreat, Xia Yu is confident that he will defeat Tong Ma.

Don't think it's a fool's dream, the traverser cheats, you just can't catch up. After coming to Tianlong for more than two years, Xia Yu is proud to be able to reach the level he is now. However, there is only a little more than a year before the deadline to defeat the sweeping monk and achieve the world's first reputation.

In this regard, Xia Yu has to plan carefully, it is his limit to improve his external strength to this point, the only thing that can increase is internal strength, and the internal strength of those two people is probably enough.

Compared with the three elders of Xiaoyao, the martial arts of the sweeping monk must be higher than them, but how much higher, I am afraid that it is also limited, can you not see Qiao Feng and fight with him? Even if the sweeping monk released the water, its strength can be seen, not to mention that Xia Yu and the sweeping monk had zero distance contact a year ago.

It seems that it's time to go out, but then again, Mei Lan Zhuju hasn't been here for a long time, in order not to affect Xia Yu, they usually send supplies once a month, and now it has been more than a month since the last time they sent supplies, Xia Yu frowned and found out the plot notes.

It turned out that it was at this point in time, although there had been speculation for a long time, but at this moment Xia Yu was determined, Grandma Tong was ninety-six years old, and thousands of people from thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands were going to attack the Vulture Palace. It's time to go out, and the woman is coming too.

Opening the stone door, Xia Yu walked out, and finally came to the ground after a quarter of an hour, at this moment it is another winter, the temperature has plummeted, and I am afraid that it will start to snow in a few days.

But why is there no one in the huge Vulture Palace, where have all the maidservants of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions gone? Yes, Xia Yu came out a step late, Grandma Tong was afraid that she had already returned to her children and was taken captive by Boss Wu's gang, and the maid of Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions was sent out by Grandma Tong to deal with her old rival Li Qiushui.

Then you have to go down the mountain to save Grandma Tong, Grandma Tong taught him martial arts, and participating in the plot is also the basis for scoring, so Xia Yu has to save it.

When Xia Yu arrived outside the valley, he heard the noise inside, and he ran Ling Bo Weibu, and before the guards could react, he had already blended in.

After trimming his beard and changing his clothes, Xia Yu became the son of the previous one again. Squeezing through the crowd, Xia Yu leaned forward, only to see the so-called Wu boss talking on the stage, telling how to attack the Vulture Palace.

A little girl carved in pink was on the side, the same clothes and the same mold as Grandma Tong, but she seemed to be ninety years younger.

Xia Yu knew that his time had come.