"Brother, I think let's stop drinking, I'll pass you on a few kung fu first. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Feng pulled Wang Ping and said.

Wang Ping nodded, even happier in his heart, and said with a smile: "Thank you, big brother, it just so happens that the younger brother has something to do later, and he has to leave for a while, and I think the eldest brother has something to do." Why don't you do this, the eldest brother will teach me the kung fu that he can pass on to the younger brother, and let the younger brother work hard as much as he learns? ”

"Alas~! Brother, you are joking, no matter how busy the eldest brother is, he can't miss his brother's study. Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and then said: "If this is not the case, I think that my brother has just practiced a set of extremely clever internal skills, even if I am far behind, I will teach my brother some self-defense martial arts first, brother, you practice first, wait for me to leave first, at most we will meet at the foot of this young room mountain, and then I will definitely teach each other, how about my brother?" ”

"It's all up to the eldest brother." Wang Ping said without complication.

Then Xiao Feng was not ambiguous and immediately passed from Taizu Changquan, carefully explained one move at a time, and taught Wang Ping all his improvements and experiences. Wang Ping himself is also smart, and his body has been transformed by chaotic power, and he has already been reborn, and forgetting it is just the most basic. At the moment, follow the study, one in front of the other and the other in the back to imitate, after Xiao Feng finished teaching, Wang Ping has already learned this set of kung fu proficiently, except for the slightly worse heat, it is no different from Xiao Feng's boxing skills, it is really amazing.

Xiao Feng was also shocked by this brother's 'amazing talent', and looked at him in a daze. But he is open-minded by nature, and he is also very righteous, and he is even happier when he sees his brother's talent. Then he didn't take a break, and directly taught all his kung fu, including the eighteen palms of the dragon. Only when it came to the dog-beating stick method, he hesitated for a moment, and then passed it to Wang Ping, just telling him not to pass it on, and if he had the opportunity, he would return these two kung fu to the beggar gang on his behalf.

It was soon past noon for the two of them to teach and learn, and at this time Xiao Feng had already passed on everything he had learned to Wang Ping, and after watching Wang Ping accurately perform all his martial arts, Xiao Feng nodded with sigh and relief. Then he didn't say much, and directly pulled Wang Ping down the mountain and went to the tavern in the town for a good drink. I drank until it was dark, and then I stopped. Wang Ping was already delirious at this time, and he was only holding on to death by will, Xiao Feng also stopped drinking when he saw this, opened a room for Wang Ping to rest, and then did not say goodbye, turned around and left the hotel, and ran away.

Let's say that Wang Ping entered the room, reluctantly walked to the bed and fell down with a sore body, and after the last bit of consciousness made him put on the cultivation posture of the Yi Jin Sutra, he fell asleep. Then I saw a faint golden light under his eyelids, and a faint broad temperament appeared on his body, and he actually entered the Buddha mode again.

If Xiao Feng was still here, he would be surprised, because with Wang Ping entering cultivation, there was a faint hint of power on his body that only a master of the inner family had. Although this kind of momentum is still very weak, in comparison, at most it is a third-rate master who has practiced internal martial arts for a few years, but this is shocking enough, you must know that he has only been in contact with martial arts for a day, and the real cultivation is less than a day.

At this time, I also saw the power of Wang Ping's physical qualification and the combination of Yi Jin Jing, and it only took one day to accumulate several years of internal strength for him, and the internal strength of the peerless magic skill was far from being comparable to the general road of third-rate masters, in other words, in just one day, Wang Ping could already compete with third-rate masters without falling behind, and such a demonic progress speed was afraid that anyone would be shocked.

It's just that no one knows all this, except for this heaven and earth and Wang Ping himself, probably only the owner of the smart eye that peeks out of the crack in the window knows a little.

Wang Ping woke up again and it was another big day, he slowly retracted his posture, moved his hands and feet, and his body naturally burst out a series of crisp sounds, making him feel unusually comfortable. Wang Ping's eyes lit up, he picked up the teacup on the table, and with a little force in his hand, the porcelain teacup was directly crushed by him, which made him even more happy.

Placing the fragments on the table, Wang Ping was ready to leave the store to find a quiet corner and return to the ring space, and by the way, collect the benefits of occupying this world. It's just that when he was about to leave, he was stunned, because he suddenly remembered that he only brought 100 yuan of RMB with him, and if it was modern, he would almost be able to settle the accommodation fee for this night, but this is ancient times, and people don't know 'Grandpa Mao' at all. Thinking of this, he was a little embarrassed, sighed secretly, and thought, 'This time I'm probably going to live in the Overlord Store'.

Then he was not hypocritical, and the illusion ring was about to return, but suddenly he felt something flash on the window, he stopped his movements and walked over, and when he opened the window, he saw a plain white handkerchief sandwiched in the gap of the window, and only a little thread was exposed on the inside.

Wang Ping looked at this handkerchief and was stunned, reached out and took it down, carefully observed it for a while, leaned in front of his nose and sniffed it, a very familiar smell, he smelled it not long ago, and he smelled it for a long time, and even tasted it himself. That's right, it's Azhu! Wang Ping's eyes lit up, and then he looked out the window, and after looking for a while, he didn't find the delicate and pretty woman, and turned around and closed the window with some disappointment, and sighed silently in his heart, "I was going to give up my cheeks and ask my sister to borrow some money, but now it seems impossible." ’

It's just that Wang Ping, who returned to the room, didn't expect that in a private house not far from his window, a young girl was leaning against the wall next to the window and covering her chest, panting rapidly, her delicate cheeks were full of shyness and redness, her eyes seemed to be resentful, and her mouth whispered: "This hateful disciple!" How could he ...... How can you smell your own ...... Veil! In the end, he was even more ashamed, covering his pretty face and squatting. Delicate and pretty, the elf is naughty and smart, who would it be if it wasn't Azhu?

Of course, Azhu, who was full of shame, didn't know what Wang Ping was thinking at this time, if she knew that this guy was looking for her to borrow money, I don't know if she would turn her shyness into infinite killing intent.

However, at this time, the misunderstanding continued, and Wang Ping's side also ended his sigh, directly contacted the illusion ring, and decided to end this adventure and return to the ring space. Then a black light suddenly flashed at Wang Ping's location, and his figure disappeared with it.