The process of raising the altar is not a necessary element for the formation to open the light, although the steps are also a little cumbersome, but Zhao Jing still hopes to respect the person who created this opening spell.

Zhao Feiyan and the others all watched the performances of one big and one small there seriously, because they were sure that this was not dancing the gods.

And Long Xiaoxuan held Long Yun's hand, looking at the father and daughter who were sometimes chattering and sometimes dangling, and couldn't tell what it felt in his heart.

Let's say that Zhao Jing is fooling, it seems that he is a master. Let's say that he is a master, but in this situation, it is clearly very mentally retarded.

After thinking about it, Long Xiaoxuan felt that the child was still young, so he shouldn't let him look at such strange things. So he picked up Long Yun, turned around and went back to the house.

After singing for half an hour, Zhao Jing put down the wooden sword and wiped his sweat with his sleeve.

Back in the room, leave the altar to the little monk to clean up, this little boy must have practiced qigong similar to "Rulai Divine Palm", and his strength is very great, Zhao Jing adheres to the principle of not using it in vain.

Zhao Jing was drinking water, and Zhao Feiyan suddenly asked, "What's the matter with you today?" ”

Zhao Jing's posture of drinking water paused slightly, and then he smiled dryly: "It's nothing!" What can I do? ”

Zhao Feiyan nodded, then got up and went upstairs without saying a word.

Zhao Jing sighed lightly, leaned against the sand, and muttered to himself, "What am I thinking about?" What if things aren't as bad as they seem? ”

"Her eyes, her eyes, seem to be like starlight......"

Zhao Jing picked up his mobile phone and answered Miao Qingzhi's call.

"Advisor Zhao, the dispute over the ancient tomb here has escalated, I'm afraid I still won't be able to get support......

After saying this, the other side fell silent.

Zhao Jing also fell silent, and his mood became even more depressed. The Heavenly Master Bureau can't fight for it, and it seems that it is impossible to make any big moves.

After thinking about it, it seems that in order to complete the task, he is destined to avoid this catastrophe.

Hanging up the phone, Zhao Jing's whole person fell on the sand, motionless. It's annoying, is there any good way......

……

Early the next morning, Zhao Jing went out with Zhao Yuan. According to the time and place of Peng Ganpa, he came to a community near the Heavenly Master Bureau.

Walking into the community, it seems that there are gray people everywhere who are hurrying to get ready for work.

This is the staff dormitory of the Heavenly Master Bureau!

According to the address, Zhao Jing climbed the seventh floor with his daughter on his back and came to an old dormitory.

Zhao Yuan climbed down his father's back and sighed: "Grandpa lives so high, people are so tired!" ”

Zhao Jing looked at Zhao Yuan, who was jumping and running in front of the corridor, bowed down, hammered his waist, and sighed: "Who made me my father!" ”

Walking over, with the door number, Zhao Jing knocked on the door.

Old man Peng opened the door, directly ignored this godson, hugged his goddaughter, and looked kind.

"Yuanyuan, welcome to Grandpa's house!"

"Thank you, Grandpa!" Zhao Jing said sweetly, causing the old man to shake his beard happily.

Old man Peng played with Zhao Yuan for a long time before letting go of Zhao Yuan and said to Zhao Jing: "So suddenly and so anxious to practice a few moves." ”

Zhao Jing withdrew the hand holding his waist and said, "My waist, if I don't solve it, I feel like I'm going to collapse." ”

Peng Lao showed a meaningful smile, making Zhao Jing look awkward.

This building is just seven floors, and Old Man Peng's roof is a spacious practice room.

"A long time ago, I followed the late master for many years to learn qigong, and practiced for many years to grow today, I don't know why you are suddenly so eager to improve yourself, but let me tell you first, this "Dragon Qigong" relies on the accumulation of time, and it is impossible to be relatively successful with some technical kung fu."

"And if you practice dragon qigong to the extreme, you won't reach the realm of being able to block guns and cannons, you must clearly understand that this is a kung fu, not an immortal art!"

Old man Peng introduced Zhao Jing seriously.

When Zhao Jing heard this, he showed a disappointed look.

"Hey, what do you mean by that expression, do you look down on the old man's kung fu?"

"No, no! Absolutely nothing! ”

……

Old man Peng directly threw a trick to Zhao Jing and let Zhao Jing figure it out by himself.

Zhao Jing opened this mantra, and it was not as obscure as the internal strength and mental method in the martial arts movies he expected. On the contrary, this mantra can be said to be easy to understand. What is recorded in it is how to slowly improve the skills of the inner qi realm through breathing.

From these skills, Zhao Jing can see that this kung fu really doesn't have any way to succeed, what kind of natural tonic is a great tonic, and the nine turns are great and the pill is not useful at all.

Zhao Jing tried to adjust his posture on the side and began to learn to vomit. With the foundation of practicing the Bone Removal Fist with Zhuang Yan, Zhao Jing has an understanding of some of his acupuncture points and meridians, and can really feel that there are some flowing things in his body. Therefore, it is easy to learn the most basic spitting.

Old man Peng was amazed at what he saw, he knew that Zhao Jing's own strength was not strong, but a person who had never practiced qigong had learned to Tu Na so easily, and he had studied for a whole day under the guidance of his master in the past.

seemed to remember, and Old Man Peng was relieved. turned to look at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan was standing in a corner, waving his small fists, punching and kicking the air with a serious face, and a cute cry of "heyha" and "heyha" came out of his small mouth.

Zhao Yuan's fists and movements are soft, looking without a trace of lethality, and his posture is still very ugly, but on the contrary, there is a wonderful rhythm.

Old man Peng touched it and asked her, "Yuanyuan, tell Grandpa God, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?" ”

Zhao Yuan stopped, looked at him, and thought about it: "This is Aunt Zhuang who taught me me, called ...... What is it called a bone fist ......?"

Zhao Yuan's mouth was vague, but in Peng Lao's mind, the woman who Zhao Jing brought to the Heavenly Master Bureau for the first time and had a trick with him appeared.

That kind of weird boxing technique, Old Man Peng still remembers it deeply.

While Zhao Jing exhaled and inhaled, he fell into a state of full concentration. He felt that there was a hot breath surging in his mind, which was slowly catalyzing the process of exhalation, which greatly accelerated the degree of his inhalation.

After a few more weeks, Zhao Jing opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a glimmer of golden light in his eyes.

It seems that the "Sunflower Treasure Book" can speed up the degree of breathing and practicing qi.

Zhao Jing's eyes showed a look of joy.

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