The next day, countless big-character posters suddenly appeared in Gusu City, describing in detail the process of Ye Erniang from a generation of beauties to the female devil of the rivers and lakes.

From Ye Erniang's son being robbed and abandoned by her husband, and then a kind young woman with a good wife and mother, she embarked on the evil road of no return.

This big-character poster made those who read it sigh with emotion, that is, sympathizing with Ye Erniang's miserable experience, but also fearing Ye Erniang's ruthlessness.

Someone once calculated an account, killing a child a day, it is more than 300 a year, and more than 3,000 in ten years, Ye Erniang has debuted for so long, and after careful calculation, thousands of children have been killed, which is really terrifying.

Of course, there are also people who sympathize with Ye Erniang, and some deep boudoir ladies wept distressed after reading the big-character poster, and they all hugged Ye Erniang for grievances, and then scolded the irresponsible man - Xuan Ci!!

That's right, Zhao Linglong directly exploded Xuan Ci, originally, he still wanted to follow the plot.

But this time he was hunted down and unexpectedly found Wuyazi, which made Zhao Linglong understand that the plot is not important, the important thing is to get what he wants.

That's why he changed his strategy and played a big game.

Chamber!

Zhao Linglong sat cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, calmed down, and operated Xuangong.

Within the dantian, a trace of weak internal force was mobilized, and it continued to rotate and condense according to the inherent meridians of the Divine Foot Sutra, becoming thick and powerful.

He was rushing through the level, and he had been cultivating the Divine Foot Sutra for almost a month, and Zhao Linglong's internal strength cultivation was already at the peak of the third-rate, which was really incredible.

This is not only the effect of the Divine Foot Sutra speed, but also the transformation of his body by the power of willingness, coupled with Qiao Feng's continuous use of great supplements to polish the root bones for Zhao Linglong, and impact the meridians with internal force, so his internal force cultivation is so fast.

Of course, it is still not as fast as the cultivation speed of the big iron head in the original book, but Zhao Linglong is gradual and not greedy for merit or speed, and his foundation is much stronger than that of the big iron head.

He clearly knew that his future was not mortal martial arts, but the supreme status of immortality and eternal existence.

Therefore, at this moment, Zhao Linglong paid attention to cultivating his foundation and cultivating a good heart, so as not to have an unstable foundation and demons in the future.

Martial arts realm, ordinary martial artists, third-rate internal strength masters, second-rate masters, first-class peak masters, as well as innate grandmasters and great grandmasters!!

The third-rate martial artist has first set foot in internal cultivation, and his physical strength has increased greatly, and his power is powerful, comparable to a fierce general in the army.

Second-rate masters need to open up the seven meridians and eight veins, and the internal force travels throughout the body, which can be called first-class.

After entering the first-class, you must smelt what you have learned, condense the internal force for the true qi, break through the entrance of heaven and earth, communicate with heaven and earth, pour spiritual energy, shampoo the body, and transform into innate.

At that time, it will be the first step to enter the otherworldly realm, and you will be qualified to comprehend martial arts.

The Grandmaster is just the first step in the martial arts.

At present, Zhao Linglong is still far behind, just a little hairy child who has just entered the martial arts, and only when he enters a second-rate master can he be regarded as a real person in the rivers and lakes and be respected.

He closed his eyes tightly, carried the internal force, moved a trace from the dantian, and along a specific route, gathered the thin, weak, and cohesive internal force together little by little, and then compressed it into a lump, and then carried it out, wandered the meridians, continued to refine, returned to the dantian, compressed again, and carried it again......

Such a complex method of condensing internal force is the core part of the Shenzu Sutra, and only by compressing the internal force to the limit, the best is to turn it into a drop of water, then it will be more perfect.

It's just that the internal force of water is the true element, and it is only possible to break through the first. At present, Zhao Linglong is just thinking about it, hoping to compress it to the limit.

The boring handling process, Zhao Linglong didn't know how long it lasted, he only felt that the dantian was getting more and more empty, and the meridians were a little hot, that is, the internal force was compressed to the limit, and the quantitative change was qualitatively changed, so it would seem that the dantian was empty and the meridians were hot.

He gritted his teeth and insisted, and ran again for a week, and then opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were red, and the internal force in his body quickly withdrew from the dantian, and then the cloud-like internal force suddenly wriggled and turned into an awl-like shape, the front was as small as a needle tip, and the back was a little thicker, and it rushed out of the dantian quickly, wandering in the meridians.

"It's ...... now"

Zhao Linglong's face was serious, and under his overcontrol, the internal force of the awl rushed towards his thigh, hitting the blocked meridians, he was shocked, and felt a trace of pain, but he didn't give up, and exerted his force violently.

Brush!!!

Zhao Linglong, who was sitting cross-legged, straightened his right leg, his eyes were terrifying, and even with a hint of joy.

"How simple is that?"

Zhao Linglong felt incredible, although his meridians were occluded, they were easily broken, and the back was unimpeded all the way, opening up all the meridians in his right leg, forming a cycle.

After thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on him that his body had been transformed, and he had been impacted by Qiao Feng's meridians with strong internal force, so to speak, during that period of time, the meridians in Zhao Linglong's body were almost opened up by Qiao Feng.

As a result, because he left without permission, there was no internal force to wash it, and the meridians were closed again.

Thinking about this, Zhao Linglong was happy and disappointed, he knew that he had missed the great opportunity to leap into Jackie Chan.

However, without Qiao Feng, he could still open up the meridians by himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Linglong gritted his teeth, carried the internal force, impacted the other leg, and brushed !!

This time it was even faster, his internal force doubled, it was extremely powerful, the meridians of his legs were opened, and his lower body was light.

Neili retracted the dantian and wandered for a few weeks to calm down the excitement in his heart. Zhao Linglong rushed up again and went straight to his arms.

More than two hours later, Zhao Linglong was sweating profusely, his face was pale, but there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Successfully opened the meridians, making his heart incomparably majestic and gushing, as terrifying as the water of the Yellow River.

Wandering around the internal force, I only feel that my legs are smart, my arms are strong, my limbs are very coordinated, my whole body is relaxed, and my strength is infinite.

"This is the power of a second-rate master, grandma's legs, finally have a sense of security."

He pressed the internal force back into the dantian and turned into a cloud of internal force and floated there without caring about it. However, the internal force is free to separate a small internal force to travel through the meridians, and it continues to go back.

This is the function of the spontaneous operation of the internal force of the Divine Foot Sutra, even if Zhao Linglong does not cultivate, the internal force will continue to increase, but it is just a little slow.

"Hula......"

Pushing open the door of the secret room, Zhao Linglong walked out, looked at Wu Yazi who was sitting outside with a worried expression, and nodded with a warm smile in his heart: "Old duck, Young Master Ben has succeeded." ”

Wu Yazi had already heard the movement, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Linglong with a slight startle, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Not bad, yes, it can be regarded as having the strength to protect yourself." That Ling Bo microstep, you can also play a role. ”

"Cut, Ben Shao has already learned." Just Ling Bo microstep, Zhao Linglong will not pay attention to it.

But he saw that Wu Yazi's face was full of black lines: "You know a fart, you think Ling Bo is hiding around in a small step, then my carefree faction is too discerning, and I list him as a miracle." ”

Is there another secret?

Zhao Linglong looked at Wuyazi suspiciously: "I said old duck, do you have something that you haven't handed over to me." ”

Wu Yazi rolled his eyes and looked at Zhao Linglong angrily: "Young Master, even if it is handed over to you, you won't be able to?" But now that you have broken through the second-rate, you can learn, this is the secret that the head knows, Ling Bo Weibu, wonderful, not only can be self-generated by internal force, but more importantly, with the gossip of the nine palaces, confusing people's minds. ”

Seeing that Zhao Linglong listened carefully, Wu Yazi nodded with satisfaction: "This is the pace evolved from the formation, and naturally it also contains the characteristics of the formation. This is the supreme auxiliary light skill of close combat, young master, if you want to learn this, just obediently go and study the gossip of the Nine Palaces. ”

Zhao Linglong rolled his eyes, but he didn't refute it, because even if he didn't say anything, he would study it. There are so many worlds to enter in the future, whether it is cultivating immortals or practicing martial arts, they are indispensable for these Taoist secret books and the like.

Zhao Linglong wouldn't believe that he would be so lucky every time in the future, and he would be taken care of by Qiao Feng as soon as he appeared.

So, I immediately returned to the study with Wuyazi, and under Wuyazi's explanation, I began to read.

He has the word 'Linglong' to cheat, and forcibly remembering is not a problem, and then under the splitting and fusion evolution of the word Linglong, coupled with the speech and explanation of Wu Yazi, Zhao Linglong quickly mastered the essence of the gossip of the Nine Palaces, and all that was left was to use it flexibly.

After a few days!!

A white figure was erratic, like a fairy, walking in the martial arts training ground.

Zhao Linglong's expression was relaxed, his steps were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, his eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth were smiling as he practiced Ling Bo's micro-steps.

On the side, Wu Yazi nodded with satisfaction, squinted his eyes, and sometimes pointed out some shortcomings for Zhao Linglong to improve.

In just a few days, Zhao Linglong has mastered Ling Bo Weibu, not only because of Wu Yazi's continuous explanation, but also because of his continuous practice to improve so fast.

He was erratic, wandering around the martial arts training ground, his figure fluttering, like a man in white, extremely dreamy.

Sometimes a figure stands still, sometimes a figure appears at the same time.

There are many visions on the martial arts training field, which is amazing.

I don't know when, in the center of the martial arts training ground, white figures slowly disappeared, and finally disappeared.

And Zhao Linglong, on the other hand, was already holding a teacup and sitting on a stone chair not far away, communicating with Wuyazi constantly, drinking tea.

"Young Master, although your strength is not good now, but rely on Ling Bo's micro-step, be careful, no one can hurt you. I suggest that you better go out and walk around, practice martial arts, and practice martial arts, the word martial arts represents fighting. If you don't fight more, it's just talk on paper after all. ”

Zhao Linglong smiled when he heard this: "Old duck, don't you say that I'm also going to go out, I heard that your granddaughter is running around with Murong Fu with a dead face, what kind of system is this?" As your young master, I naturally have to take care of it, so as not to lose the face of this young master. ”

Wu Yazi's face darkened, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Yu Yan, this girl is really ...... Forget it, the young master will bring her back. The old man's kung fu, he naturally wants to find a successor, and follow the young master in the future, so as to protect the young master. ”

When Zhao Linglong heard this, he looked at Wu Yazi with a smile on the corner of his mouth and nodded, he took a sip of tea, only felt that his mouth was fragrant, and nodded slightly.

"A yellow-haired girl, I don't know who protects whom. Old duck, you see that Young Master Ben has no one to take care of him, or Young Master Ben will help Li Qingluo ...... you"

Brush!!!

"Your uncle, you will commit the following crimes."

Zhao Linglong's brush disappeared, and a drop of ice crystal transparent water droplet fluttered, staring at Zhao Linglong's rapid approach.

Gritting his teeth, Ling Bo's micro-steps became more subtle, and his figure kept pulling away.

However, this thing was taught by Wu Yazi, where Zhao Linglong landed next, Wu Yazi could completely guess.

Immediately, a little bit of ice crystal water droplets turned into sharp arrows and chased after Zhao Linglong.

"Uncle Wuyazi, this young master is gone, and he dares to use the life and death talisman against me, you wait, this young master must let Li Qingluo taste it...... Don't, I was wrong......"

"Hemp eggs, this little chrysanthemum."

Outside the wall, Zhao Linglong covered his buttocks and ran out with anger on his face, his fingers constantly picking out.

Finally, he snapped out a small stone, and was still angry on the ground.