Chapter 345: Who the hell is it?
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"Hehe, this is my new understanding of combat skills recently, how is it, it's not bad. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"But, but, this move always feels weird to me. ”
Pan Feng frowned, a little absent-minded.
"Whatever, although the moves are not very good-looking, it is good to be practical. Didn't they beat you around like a mad dog just now?"
"You're like a mad dog......"
"But, Zhou Yang, you ......"
"What's the matter, it's not like your personality?"
"You...... Can you teach me that kind of play?"
When Pan Feng tasted the sweetness of basic boxing, he always thought that there were some things in Zhou Yang's mind that he couldn't understand, and it was precisely these strange ideas that were of great help to martial arts cultivation. Therefore, he intuitively felt that Zhou Yang's specious moves would have a great effect on the improvement of his combat effectiveness, so he said in anticipation. However, martial arts cultivation is taboo to steal from teachers to learn arts, so he will swallow and vomit.
"What's wrong with this, I'll teach you tomorrow, but I've just realized it, and as for whether it can be applied to you, I can't guarantee it. Zhou Yang had an indifferent expression, anyway, this kind of perception was not a big deal for him. What's more, Pan Feng, although his mouth is a little bigger, is a real warm-hearted brother.
"By the way, Fang's big head, it is impossible to sleep so deadly, and he didn't get up with such a big movement. ”
"He's gone back to Anqing. ”
"Back to Anqing?"
"Yes, he's going to go to the competition of the family's own family, and he is going to return to the Kyoto family. ”
"Why didn't he mention it to me? When Zhou Yang thought of this stubble, he thought of Fang Xing's kid again, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"I can't say, Fang Xing can still help in this matter. ”
"Let's go, go back and continue to snor, I'll go back and clean up first. It's been more than a month, but I'm tired enough. ”
"By the way, in the past month or so, I heard that you went to the Forsaken Land, why did you come back so quickly, didn't you go in?"
"Choke!"
"Hey, why are you running so fast, you haven't answered my question yet. ”
"Say good night tomorrow. Zhou Yang looked at Pan Feng, who had been talking under the skin of the mouth, behind the crack in the door, and shouted loudly.
This Pan has a big mouth, as long as he attracts his topic, if he doesn't take the trick to slip away, he can chat all night, and he will also have energy.
......
Back in the bedroom, Zhou Yang carefully reviewed the experience of more than a month, remembering several near-death encounters, as well as the gains in martial arts and materials, and couldn't help but suspect that it was in a dream.
Enter the abandoned land, get dragon fruit, cut the ice mantle, cast a clone, stimulate the power of the sword spirit, and once again get out of the deep sea with seawater refining, and pick up a life; meet Ishihara, the dragon at the top of the cave is downed and the phoenix is in love, Xuanfeng rides life and death to tell him the truth, forcing Ishihara to jump off the cliff; chasing the soul, entering the bottom of the world, just in time to meet the ancient powerful treasure to open; get the chaotic air mass, kill the arrogant Zheng Yu, take advantage of the power of Zhige, successfully obtain the first kill of the black dragon, and get the ancient treasure with the way of water and fire; see the mother's token, know that his father is from the earth of the outer world, and get the spirit weapon flying saucer......
Pile by pile, scene by scene, Zhou Yang felt that all the experiences in the past dozens of days were more than he had in the past ten years.
Whether it was the treacherous changes in people's hearts, or the madness of the monk world competing for materials, or even the rarities of various heavenly and earthly treasures, he had a big eye. In particular, his father came from a foreign world, and the iron bird rose into the sky, and the description of the other world where people walked like weaving made him rise to the inferiority of a frog at the bottom of the well.
"Strive to set foot on the top of the martial arts as soon as possible, and if you have the opportunity, you must go to the foreign world to see how it is different from the Tian Yuan Continent!"
Zhou Yang is yearning for the mysterious place more and more, and he has risen a wave of expectations for this unknown realm.
When you reach the realm of escape, you can enter the mysterious place of the sect, and when the time comes, you will not only have the opportunity to meet your parents, but you can also go to see Ruolan's girl, and I don't know what she has become. What's more, entering the mysterious place, he can also find the person who placed a mysterious seal on him, and he wants to ask what is the reason why his martial arts cultivation process has been so tormented.
Retracting his gaze, Zhou Yang took out a neatly folded silk book from his arms, and was about to open it when he patted his head and suddenly remembered something.
"Oops, why didn't I remember?"
When Zhou Yang was randomly teleported to Wulei Mountain, the external injuries he received were bandaged, and this silk book that almost cost his life from the abandoned place was also picked up and put in his arms, so that he almost thought that he had been stolen.
Later, because of the statue of his mother, his mind was so confused that he forgot about it.
Now that I think about it, there is still a person hidden on the top of Wulei Mountain, a person I know well!
Otherwise, he would not have bandaged his wounds, nor would he have returned with a profit and left him with this precious relic of ancient power.
"Who is it?"
"There are a few people I know, and everyone won't have the opportunity to be in Wulei Mountain, what's more, this is not an unsightly thing, why don't you show up, even if you leave a few words?"
Zhou Yang was a little puzzled, he searched inside and outside the hall on the top of Wulei Mountain, and there was nothing except the statue of his mother and a wooden bed he once slept on, which made him a little puzzled by who had handed over to him.
"Hey, I don't want to, I'll meet you naturally when I have a chance in the future. ”
He is a person who is at ease with what happens, and since he can't figure it out, he will put it aside for the time being and talk about it later.
After turning his head and calming down, Zhou Yang spread out the silk album in his hand.
"All rivers are inclusive!"
He showed a hint of surprise, and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
"The sea is inclusive of all rivers, and the sea of rivers cultivated by the Holy King of the Ye Family. ”
Not only is the sea of rivers cultivated by the Ye family's holy king Ye Man, but also the complete version of the sea of all rivers.
The Holy King once left a message on the Huxin platform, but he only got the first half of the Haina Baichuan Formula, and he never had the opportunity to get the entire method. Unexpectedly, the silk album in Zhou Yang's hand turned out to be such exercises.
Ip Man only obtained the first half of the Hundred Rivers Recipe to obtain the respect of the Holy King, and was admired by all generations, although there are factors of his qualification and diligence, but it is also inseparable from the credit of this set of recipes.
So, now that Zhou Yang has obtained this method, if he cultivates according to this, what achievements will he achieve in the future.
Not only is Zhou Yang thinking like this now, but even the masked girl in a dark hole in Wulei Mountain is also thinking like this.
"I hope that you can rely on this sea and all rivers to truly reach the peak of martial arts, and when the time comes, your wish will be lost, and when you can stand at the top of the sword, I will be satisfied to see your achievements." Ah Yang, farewell, let the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha accompany me for the rest of my life. Here, let me accompany the statue of your mother, and talk with her, so that she will not be lonely......"
"Hey......"
A sigh, a few sorrows. The Great Wilderness God
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