On the way back to the room with Qin Jihuan, Huo Tingen couldn't help but think of his father's previous words,

"Tingen, although Ah Huan is your junior brother, his future achievements are much higher than yours or even me, so you don't have to be jealous, you know, martial arts training is self-cultivation, and ordinary people can only reach the peak of Huajin in their lifetime, so for example, I, although the realm has long exceeded Huajin, but I can't break through, the reason is that my body can't keep up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"But Ah Huan is different, although he is not even a Ming Jin martial artist now, but his qi and blood are far above me, and he is not weaker than the Bao Dan realm, that is to say, as long as he is willing to work hard, the worst in the future will be the Bao Dan realm, because the most important step for a martial artist to temper his physique and strengthen his qi and blood has been completed in advance."

"As long as you treat him sincerely, after a hundred years of me, he is enough to help you deter a group of Xiaoxiao, and even the Japanese, so that they dare not target us Jingwumen like now, before I pinned my hopes on your fifth junior brother Chen Zhen, but now it seems that the fear of my father can't wait for your fifth junior brother's skills to become great, so you have to be closer to Ah Huan."

Huo Tingen remembered that when he heard his father's last words, he was instantly shocked, he had never seen his father who had always been like a mountain showing such emotions.

"Father? What are you? ”

"Well, okay, I know all your kindness, go and inform them to disperse, life and death are fateful, I have been fighting with people all my life, and I have long looked down on it, but it is just a matter of the country and the nation, even if I fight for my life, I can't let the Japanese succeed, go."

Huo Yuanjia, who looked unusually tall at this moment, kowtowed heavily, and Huo Tingen turned around and left step by step, his father's words seemed to cast a shadow on his heart.

Huo Tingen, who didn't pay much attention to this war, only knew at this time, but he was afraid that his father had expected it a long time ago.

In the middle of the night, Huo Tingen, who couldn't sleep, came to the roof alone, and Qin Jihuan, who had been silently cultivating Shaolin internal skills, couldn't help but stop practicing, and he also wanted to have a good chat with Huo Tingen.

Huo Tingen and Qin Jihuan sat side by side on the roof, looking at the round moon disappearing from time to time, Huo Tingen said to this junior brother who seemed to be stronger than himself in all aspects,

"Ah Huan, what are your plans for the future?"

"Senior brother, what do you think of this world?"

Qin Jihuan looked at the moon, but asked rhetorically.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Huo Tingen didn't know why, Qin Jihuan continued to ask,

"Senior brother, have you ever thought that now that the great powers are around, little Japan is even more aggressive, always ready to kill China, the master established the Jingwu Gate, there is not the slightest view of the door, as long as it is Chinese who are willing to learn, they can come to practice boxing, and its original intention is also to help the Chinese people strengthen themselves,"

Listening to Qin Jihuan's words that seemed to be light and fluttering, but seemed to be heavy, Huo Tingen couldn't help but get serious, and only listened to Qin Jihuan continue,

"Today I heard from the master that the masters of China and Japan contain each other, and jointly agree that the strong people above the Dan realm are not allowed to attack ordinary people without reason, I think, this is our opportunity, and it is also my opportunity to refine the martial arts."

"Huh? Huan, what do you mean? ”

"My meaning is very simple, in a month's battle, I firmly believe that Master can win, and after winning, the prestige of our Jingwu Sect will undoubtedly reach a peak, and when the time comes, I want to do something, hoping to get the help of Senior Brother."

"What's the matter?"

"I want to clean up all the forces on the beach."

Huo Tingen completely lost sleep this night, he had long forgotten the original intention of talking to Qin Jihuan before, I have to say that Qin Jihuan painted a beautiful picture for him, just wanted to achieve it, but it was full of hardships and even difficulties, but Huo Tingen, who was aroused with pride, was extremely yearning for this, and he was also determined to find a way to realize this ideal.

The next day, the golden crow was rising, the golden rooster was dawning, Qin Jihuan spent the first night in the Republic of China, and the first night in his life to spend on the roof.

However, although he had almost never slept all night, Qin Jihuan's spirit was extremely vibrant, of course he would not forget that today was the day when he practiced national arts for the first time, and he had also longed for the bright energy, dark energy and transformation energy for a long time.

It's just that I don't know how the pile method of national art is different from what the modern master Uncle Long taught?

Huo Yuanjia did not disappoint Qin Jihuan, and from the very beginning, he criticized the pile method that he had insisted on for more than a year for nothing, so that he had to learn again.

Fortunately, his body was transformed by Yu Linglong, and he had almost surpassed the limit of the human body, so under Huo Yuanjia's stick, Qin Jihuan's progress was simply a thousand miles away, much stronger than when he was under Uncle Long, this is nonsense, at that time he didn't have the current "talent".

With Huo Yuanjia's attentive teaching, Qin Jihuan finally knew that he was really just practicing blindly before, and he didn't even enter the door of a martial artist at all.

In just seven days, Qin Jihuan reached the level of Ming Jin, and his extraordinarily abundant qi and blood were controlled by him, mobilized, and punched out, which was louder than Huo Yuanjia's voice.

After continuous training with the senior brother, he was finally able to control his strength freely, and was no longer like the first time he fought again, because he didn't dare to do his best, so he was restrained.

Now after breaking through the Ming Jin, one punch is out, three percent of the force, five percent of the force, and eight percent of the force, you can do whatever you want, and you have finally officially entered the door of the martial artist.

However, for this point, whether it is Huo Tingen, who is fighting against him and watching him improve, or Huo Yuanjia, who is teaching him personally, and even his juniors and disciples are not surprised, because Ming Jin itself is the foundation of martial arts, as long as your physical strength is reached, and you have the guidance of your teacher, plus your own efforts, everything will naturally fall into place.

What really surprised everyone was that in just twenty days, Qin Jihuan had practiced the first ray of dark energy!

This time, except for Huo Yuanjia, who was still calm and relaxed, as if he had expected it, the others, including Qin Jihuan himself, were all surprised.

In the end, it was only under Huo Yuanjia's explanation that everyone suddenly realized, not that Qin Jihuan's talent for martial arts training was really high, but that his qi and blood were too strong, and the remaining energy, including Yu Linglong, was still in his body, making his hardware far beyond the level of dark energy and reaching an extremely high realm, so that he could break through the dark energy in a short time.

In this way, everyone can understand that the root of martial arts training is to temper the body and breed qi and blood, and the so-called dark energy is also qualified to be achieved when the physical fitness reaches a certain level.

"Ah Huan, you are so powerful, you have only been cultivating for twenty-seven days, and you have already caught up with my twenty years of penance."

That night, after everyone congratulated Qin Jihuan on breaking through the dark energy, they dispersed, and Huo Tingen, who was in the same dormitory as Qin Jihuan, returned to the house with Qin Jihuan, and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Although he was not Qin Jihuan's opponent in actual combat before, his martial arts realm was a cut above him, but he didn't expect that in just twenty-seven days, Qin Jihuan would come from behind, and he had to sigh in his heart, what his father said was really right, this sixth junior brother and I are not from the same world at all.

It's just that he didn't feel jealous at all, because the stronger Qin Jihuan's strength, the more likely his life goal would be achieved, yes, after a separate exchange every night, Huo Tingen had already regarded this matter as his life goal.

"Hehe, I'm also lucky that my senior brother has a good reputation, huh? It's been twenty-seven days? ”

Qin Jihuan suddenly woke up at this time, it turned out that he had been busy breaking through the dark energy in the past few days, and he had completely forgotten the time, and the January period agreed with that Smith had already passed!

Qin Jihuan, who had lost his talk in an instant, hurriedly coped with a few sounds, and then lay on the bed under the pretext that he was a little tired today.

"Dream Scars send me back to the Calamity World."

"The main quest has not been completed, and the world will be temporarily static after leaving."

After the familiar loss, Qin Jihuan returned to the world full of disasters again, he actually didn't have the slightest nostalgia for here, even if it was dinosaur meat and blood orchids, for Qin Jihuan, who had now reached dark strength and was constantly moving towards a higher realm, it was not too attractive, he came back just to take Cui Lin away.

Without pausing, and without caring that it was the middle of the night, Qin Jihuan directly took out the satellite phone and called Smith,

"Who?"

"Mr. Smith, Bloodland has it."

"Huh? Are you Qin? What did you say? ”

Smith, who seemed to be sleeping, woke up instantly when he heard this.

"I said, I got the blood orchid, where are you? And where is Cui Lin? ”

"Haha! Qin, I really didn't misread you! How can I trust you, though? ”

"Tell me where you are, I'll send you the blood orchid now."

Qin Jihuan, who was empty-handed, said confidently that he didn't think about trading with the other party at all, just to save Cui Lin.

"Huh? Wait a minute. ”

Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Qin Jihuan smiled with satisfaction, as long as he could see Cui Lin, he didn't believe that anyone in this world could stop him.

The waiting time was long, and after a full hour, Qin Jihuan's phone rang again.

"Qin, is the blood orchid in your hands?"

"Yes."

"Very well, where are you now? We'll send someone to pick you up now. ”

"No, no, no, I think Mr. Smith misunderstood, it was me who went to you, and I need to talk to Cui Lin on the phone."

"Huh?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time before he continued,

"Qin, I think you misunderstood, now the outside world is still cold and snowy, and our base is not easy to find, you yourself, there is no way to reach it."

"Then arrange a helicopter with only one pilot."

"Okay, where are you?"

"I just came back to Mexico from Indonesia and I'm on my way back to the U.S., and now, um, I'm in Chihuahua."

"Chihuahua? Very good, you go to the roof of the city hall, I will send a plane to go. ”