After packing everything up, Li Lang noticed that his body was full of black stains, which smelled bad, which made him very uncomfortable.

He moved his body, and obviously felt that the strength of his whole body had become stronger, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

This is the effect of Master's last strength to wash the marrow and cut the veins!

It's so dirty, find a place to clean it first, Li Lang thought to himself.

About ten minutes later, Li Lang found a stream, took off his clothes, and began to wash his body.

This is his own body! He couldn't believe it, and his face was slightly stunned.

After washing off the black stains, he found that his skin had turned whiter, and his muscles had become very even, full of strength and beauty.

He used to go to the gym to exercise when he was on Earth, and he was often proud of his muscles, but compared to his previous muscles, he was simply scum.

Li Lang couldn't help but sigh again in his heart, the magic of washing the marrow and cutting the veins.

In the stream, after taking a bath, Li Lang was comfortable.

When he came ashore, he washed his clothes in the stream. Then I found some dry wood, made a fire, and put my clothes on the fire to bake.

An hour later, Li Lang put on his clothes to dry, and then took a step and started running in the southeast direction.

Although he had only practiced martial arts for a few days and had not yet introduced the martial qi of the dantian into the meridians, after his master Sima Lingkong's marrow washing and cutting veins, his body was much stronger, so his running speed was much faster than when he was on Earth.

The mountain road is extremely difficult to walk, although the speed of running is much faster than before, but two hours have passed, and Li Lang has only run more than 20 miles.

After running for more than 20 miles, Li Lang didn't feel tired at all.

After washing the marrow and cutting the veins, he felt that the continuous strength of his body was very long, and it was endless, as if it could not be used up.

This run, that is, in one day, he has run nearly two hundred miles, and he has not encountered a single person along the way.

Li Lang was not discouraged, 100,000 mountain demon beasts were rampant, it was difficult for mortals to survive, and the nearest human towns were all five thousand miles away.

He found a cave, ate a Bigu Dan, and began to practice the Kyushu Martial Technique, and after cultivating the Kyushu Martial Technique, he began to practice the Kyushu Basic Sword Technique again.

He could feel that the wisp of qi in the dantian was growing stronger and more active every day, and several times Li Lang almost succeeded in introducing the wisp of qi in the dantian into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Li Lang felt that it might be a few days before he successfully introduced the wisp of qi in the dantian into the meridians.

The next day, it rained lightly in the sky, and Li Lang didn't care, he began to continue on his way.

It was raining lightly, and the mountain road was a little slippery.

But it didn't have much impact on Li Lang, but the speed was a little slower.

It's just that the sky is not beautiful, and halfway through the day, the light rain in the sky began to turn into heavy rain.

The raindrops were huge, and the weather was dark and dreary, even if Li Lang's eyesight improved after washing the marrow and cutting the pulse, but in this rainstorm, he could only see things three meters away.

The visibility is not high, and it is very dangerous to rush like this, so Li Lang simply stopped and found a small mountain cliff cave to shelter from the rain.

Take off your wet shirt and wring it out and set it aside.

Li Lang threw away distracting thoughts, calmed down, and began to practice Kyushu martial arts.

He had been cultivating the Kyushu Martial Technique for ten days, and the wisps of qi in the dantian, which were as thin as silk threads, had become the size of a little thumb.

A few hours later, Li Lang, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Before he could regain his gaze, he was startled, and what came into front of him was a pair of glowing green eyes.

A tiger half a head taller than Li Lang was grinning, saliva, and staring at Li Lang with fierce eyes.

However, Li Lang sensed the Feiling Sword in the dantian with his consciousness, and he was relieved to find that the Feiling Sword was still in the dantian.

Because before his master died, he asked his real name Feijian Feiling Sword to escort Li Lang to Dayue Sword Mountain.

As long as he doesn't encounter a grandmaster-level master and is protected by the Feiling Sword, Li Lang will not be in danger.

"This tiger is not even a demon beast, you first practice with this tiger. Just when Li Lang was thinking about flying the sword, a voice sounded in his head.

"Who are you!"

"I am the sword spirit of the Flying Sword. ”

Seeing that the sudden sound was the voice of the Feiling Sword Spirit, Li Lang breathed a sigh of relief, but became nervous again.

"Take this tiger to practice? You mean, you want me to fight this tiger?" Li Lang said.

"Yes, if my life is in danger, I will strike. "Feiling Sword Sword Spirit Dao.

"But I don't have any combat experience before! This is a tiger, the king of beasts!"

Fei Ling Jian fell silent, no matter what Li Lang said, Fei Ling Jian no longer responded to him.

He was helpless in his heart, so he could only cheer himself up secretly.

Summoning up courage, Li Lang held the hundred-year-old cold bamboo sword in his hand.

I have been in this world for ten days, and I have practiced the Kyushu Basic Sword Technique for three hours every day. The Kyushu Basic Sword Technique has been practiced by him hundreds of times.

The Kyushu basic swordsmanship seemed to be engraved in his bones.

Li Lang held the Hanzhu Sword, and his body involuntarily posed one of the moves in the Kyushu Basic Swordsmanship Sword Move, and the long sword pointed at the evil tiger in front of him.

The tiger saw Li Lang strike a posture and pointed his sword at it, and the instinct of the beast made it retreat.

But the temptation of the prey in front of him made it reluctant to leave, and the fierce light in its eyes became even stronger.

One tiger and one person, just like that, confronted each other.

Li Lang, who had never fought with a beast, did not dare to strike first.

And the reason why this tiger was not in a hurry to make a move was to wait for Li Lang to leak a flaw, and then bite the prey in front of him in one bite and eat it beautifully.

After more than 20 minutes of confrontation, Li Lang always maintained the same sword-holding move, and his body seemed to be frozen, without moving at all.

The tiger waited for more than 20 minutes, but did not see the prey in front of him show flaws, and it roared angrily at Li Lang: "Woo."

This roar was very deafening, five or six times louder than the tiger roar Li Lang heard on TV.

In terms of sound, the tigers on the Kyushu continent seem to be more ferocious and powerful than the tigers on the earth.

Although the tiger's roar was terrifying, Li Lang still didn't move, he was waiting for the tiger to pounce, and then see if he could use the hundred-year-old cold bamboo sword to stab into the body of this evil tiger with a sword.

After seeing the roar, the prey in front of him still did not move, and the tiger finally couldn't help it.

roared, the tiger roared angrily and pounced on Li Lang.

Li Lang was waiting for this time, waving the cold bamboo sword in his hand and stabbing at the tiger with a sword.

Although Li Lang's sword stabbed the tiger, the tiger's claws grabbed Li Lang's head unabated, and Li Lang's face changed greatly.

"Stupid, you have to learn to dodge when you attack. In this way, even if you stab the tiger with an attack, you will be killed!" Feiling Sword's aura resounded in Li Lang's head.

Just one second, the tiger's claws were about to land on Li Lang's head.

At this moment when his life was hanging in the balance, Li Lang felt a force in his body and forcibly pushed to the side, allowing him to avoid the tiger's attack.

The Flying Sword has struck!

"Feiling Sword, thank you. Li Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

The voice of the Feiling Sword Spirit disappeared again, as if he had begun to stand by again.

Li Lang saw that the Feiling Sword Spirit ignored him, he took a deep breath and looked at the tiger not far in front of him again.