Tenyin Museum in North Henan Town.

As soon as it was dawn, Wei He turned over and got up from the bed.

Walking to the wooden shelf in the bedroom, he carefully searched for some reading experiences and notes that he had memorized before, and reviewed them again.

Reviewing the past and learning from the past is also to consolidate and strengthen the memory, so daily review is a must.

As he accumulates more and more family funds, the secrets on his body are getting thicker and thicker.

Wei He felt more and more that he needed a special place to store his private things, as a secret room, to hide and use.

Just like this rudder, once he leaves, no one is there, and if someone sneaks in and looks through his bedroom, it is very likely that he will find him researching poisons and drugs, and even studying lost secrets.

Even if he used encryption and protection, there was still a problem.

It's just that the place is too small, and many things need to be experimented with for years.

Now his pharmacology has reached a bottleneck that requires a lot of experimentation.

Practicing hidden martial arts also requires a more intimate and spacious environment. It's a bit dangerous to stay at the rudder all the time. It's easy to be knocked into secrets.

'Perhaps, set up a hidden practice point, a test zone?'

Wei He had this idea in his heart, and he couldn't press it anymore.

After reading the book, I revised the arrangement of the current martial arts system.

Integrate some of the new information that you can access today, and record it usefully.

Then, Wei He began today's fixed practice.

Gathering clouds in the rain is the first place.

The second is the whale flood, and then the Tieling clothing used to strengthen the rain.

The rain and cloud gathering skills are still the same, slow, tepid, and the blood is turned into strength, and the speed is decent.

has only reached the third level, and there is still a long way to go before completing the fourth layer. Now I haven't even walked half of it.

And the whale flooded.

Wei He frowned.

Whale Hong Jue has now begun to cultivate the third layer, but the progress is surprisingly slow, and it seems that there is trouble with the blood seal.

The principle is to weave different blood sacs with printed blood, so as to accumulate more qi and blood and increase the upper limit of the total amount of qi and blood in the human body.

But at this time, after the second layer of whale flood is decided, it is necessary to practice a whale breath state.

Only after entering this state can the next layer of blood sac weaving be carried out.

Obviously, the third layer of the whale flood should be a qualitative change. It's just this whale breath state .... I don't know what to do at all. The cheats are also in the clouds. It's not a level part, you can break it with a Realm Breaking Bead. ’

Wei He had a headache.

But now the power is enough. There is no rush for the time being, you can explore it slowly.

Standing up, Wei He slowly stretched out his hand and looked at his fists.

Originally, his fists were slightly black and hard, but at this time, there was a faint bruise and redness. This is the sequelae of killing two martial artists before.

'The power of simplicity is great, but the force is mutual. If I don't have enough protection, I will be shocked myself when I kill others. It seems that it will have to wait for the rain to strengthen the protection capacity before it can be improved. ’

Now that Wei He's qi and blood have improved, there is basically no sense of drag on the bones.

The increase brought by the whale flood decision made him seem to have finally caught up with the others in the same door. It's no longer just the middle and bottom.

And in this actual combat, the power exploded, and even the martial artist was a matter of one punch.

This power exploded, even surpassing the strength of the rain.

But Wei He knew very well that the original intention of the Whale Flood was not to fight, but to prolong his life.

Therefore, in the Whale Flood Decision, there is no part involving strength at all, all of which is used to increase qi and blood.

The increase in qi and blood brings an increase in strength, but pure strength is not invincible.

If you can't withstand such a powerful force, it is a trick to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, which is meaningless.

After practicing for a while, I didn't find any clues.

Wei Hecai transferred to Tielingyi again.

Tie Lingyi has already had two bloods, and just waiting for the Realm Breaking Bead to be full again, he can pierce the three bloods, and the progress is quite smooth.

After all, Wei He has practiced many three-blood martial arts in a row, and the difficulty of the three-blooded lies in the careful cognition and experience of strength. This is not a bottleneck for him.

Finally, after completing his martial arts homework, Wei He took out the mixed poison he got from Wang Shaojun and began to continue his research.

There are three kinds of mixed poisons that are exchanged, all of which can be attached to the force and cover the surface of the body as the force circulates.

The toxicity of these mixtures is different, and the duration of the effect is also different. And it seems to be to guard against the keen five senses of the warriors, most of these mixtures have a very low smell, colorless and clear. Extremely hidden.

Suddenly, Wei He thought of a question.

Since Wang Shaojun can get this kind of medicine, then Wan Qingqing's side, that Yan Jiuhai may also be able to get this kind of high-grade medicine.

Since Yan Jiuhai's reputation is not very good, if he really wants to be drugged by him, raw rice is cooked and matured, whether it is Tianyinmen or Lishan Sect, I am afraid they will be happy to see it.

After Wei He's investigation, he has some understanding of Wan Qingqing's recent situation.

Most of the ordinary martial artists have rarely seen this kind of medicine that can be effective for martial artists. It's easy to let your guard down in this regard.

Thinking of this, Wei He picked up his pen and quickly wrote a letter to Wan Qingqing, in which he mentioned that he had discovered a new poison that could also be effective for martial artists, and asked him to be careful of possible drugs.

Wei He also inquired about Yan Jiuhai's situation in the past few days, this person is indeed as Wang Shaojun said, ruthless, doesn't care much about women, and it is indeed unlikely that because of a beautiful woman, he will be planning to get married.

It can be seen that the purpose must not be simple.

And Zhou Shun and Zhou Yu returned there, sparing no effort to persecute Wan Qingqing, asking him to marry him, so he was not afraid that Wan Qingqing would blow the pillow wind in the future, so that Yan Jiuhai would not miss human favors?

So there's something hidden in this, I'm afraid it's very deep.

Wei He quickly wrote a letter, in addition to the basic greetings and asking for martial arts, he mentioned that he had found a poison that was also effective for martial artists, colorless and tasteless. Let it be careful.

As long as Wan Qingqing is on guard, then the chance of being hit is much smaller.

However, Wei He thought about it, maybe he was also worried, Wan Qingqing might have been in contact with similar things before.

He wrote the letter, sealed it, and asked Ding Yang to arrange for someone to send it to Tianyinmen.

Then, I just waited for October to go back to the Tianyin Gate and see what would happen.

If he can, he will spare no effort to strike once.

The long leisure time is finally coming to an end.

Wei He had some hunches that in the future, maybe there would be as dull time as now, and there would not be much left.

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A few days later.

Near Xuanjing City, Yan Mountain.

The yellow leaves are tumbling in the wind.

Wan Qingqing was wearing a pure white suit, and under the gaze of his mother Wan Ling, he was practicing martial arts with punches and kicks.

She didn't exert strength, but only induced but did not trigger, which was contained in the palm technique.

A white shadow rolled and swirled in the woods that kept falling dead leaves, and from time to time there was a sound of palm techniques breaking through the air.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a set of dance-like techniques.

But in Wanling's eyes at this time, he could see that every time his daughter made a palm, the range and strength of the blow could automatically emerge.

These ranges and strengths are the core of this technique.

Wan Qingqing is like a butterfly, sometimes swift, sometimes slow.

A short time later, a fallen leaf happened to land in front of her palm.

The dry yellow leaves were silent, and then they were brushed by the palm force, shattered into countless powders, and scattered like sand.

"Alright. Green. Wan Ling finally spoke, "You have mastered enough of this set of thousand-word palm techniques." If you use it during a martial arts competition, it will definitely make your whole body active for a short period of time. Whether it's a move or a defense, it can increase its power. ”

Wan Qingqing slowly retracted, spun around, and gently closed his hands like a ball.

Call!

She opened her mouth and exhaled a breath of hot air, which was long and hot, lasting for more than ten seconds.

"Mother, what kind of cultivation Yan Jiuhai is, is it really not clear about anything?" she recovered and asked softly.

"I don't know, but among the younger generation, your strength is now second only to the strongest ones, Yan Jiuhai has been hidden in the snow, and he has not come forward, and he has not heard of how the roots and bones are, and how his understanding is, even if he has strength, he should not be your opponent. Wanling shook his head.

"That's good. Wan Qingqing's expression was slightly relaxed.

Suddenly, a white bird swooped down in the distance, slowed down above Wanling, and landed on its shoulder.

Wan Ling skillfully removed a bamboo tube from its claws, opened it, and pulled out the paper roll.

Carefully unfolding the paper roll, she just glanced at it, and frowned slightly.

"Qingqing, get ready. The appointment time was brought forward. Depart now and head to Zhongling Villa. "Wanling Road.

"Advance...."Wan Qingqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It's okay, it's better to end it early, anyway, I'm ready here." It was good to completely make Yan Jiuhai die. ”

"That's good, you go back and get your luggage ready, and we'll leave in a moment." "Wanling Road.

"Good mother. Wan Qingqing nodded.

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Late September.

Rain.

Outside Xuanjing City, due north is Taizhou Mansion, and the other three sides are large barren mountains and woodlands.

Among them, there is a Jinghe River that flows like a ribbon.

These barren mountains and woodlands are divided into two parts by the people in the city, one part is called Yanshan, which is shaped like an inkstone, and the other part is called Yangshan, which is shaped like a goat.

At this time, the sheep mountain is deep.

A burly figure sped through the woods. Everywhere you go, there are hardly any footprints, most of them are flying from the trunks and branches of the trees.

The figure has long hair and a shawl, wears a black mask, and is two meters tall, even in Xuanjing City, it is rare.

Normal martial artists are generally one meter seven or eight, and those who are taller are mostly practicing special kung fu, and they can be seen at a glance that their body shape is different from ordinary people.

But this figure, the figure is well-proportioned and streamlined, and there is nothing wrong with the whole body. But his height is higher than ordinary people.

Soon, the figure slowed down, leaped slightly, and landed in front of a clearing full of fallen leaves.

In the clearing, there was a stone table covered with dead leaves.

The table top is carved with checkerboard lines, and on either side is a stake stool of just the right height.

On one side of the stone table, there is a thatched hut, which seems to have been abandoned for a long time, surrounded by weeds, and even the door is almost blocked by the tall grass.

The figure chuckled and approached the stone table.

The light fell from the forest above, and it was Wei He, who was originally in the Tianyin Pavilion.

Since his breakthrough, the movement has become more and more loud when he practiced martial arts, and he felt that it was becoming more and more inconvenient in the Tianyin Pavilion, so he had the idea of building a secret base outside.

It just so happens that the wild in Taizhou is relatively peaceful, and there are not many wild beasts. So he went out of the city looking for a place.

"I didn't expect to come across a place where people have lived. This chessboard, someone should have played chess here before. ”

Wei He slowly brushed away the fallen leaves on the chessboard, revealing the deep carved chess line underneath.

The lines were a little rough, as if they had been drawn by fingers.

Wei He didn't think about it, ordinary three-blooded martial artists who practiced palm fingering could easily write on the stone.

He looked at the thatched hut to the side.

It was quiet and deserted, and there were not even insects and birds chirping, which was a little strange.

He slowly approached, his energy flowing, cautiously aware of what might happen around him.

Originally, I just came to find a place to be a temporary base, but I didn't expect to come across such a place unexpectedly.

Dare to live alone in this barren mountain, the original owner here does not seem to be a good child.