Bloody Hand Hall, Yanwutang

The disciples were constantly practicing, but the hall owner Ning Li just lay on the bamboo chair and drank tea and cakes.

This is also the most common teaching scene of the Blood Hand Gym, as a well-known powerhouse in Yongning City, the teaching method of the Ning Pavilion Master has always been criticized, and many disciples even said behind their backs that this person actually doesn't know how to teach at all.

The owner of the Ning Pavilion has never denied that he has always been like this, with an attitude of loving practice and not practicing rolling.

Only when collecting money, the owner of the Ning Pavilion will simply mention a few words, which is also one of the few opportunities for students to get guidance.

It is precisely because of this much-criticized teaching method that the students of the Blood Hand Gym are far inferior to the Divine Fist, Fierce Jade, and Xuanzhi.

But it still doesn't prevent a large number of disciples from joining every year.

The reason is very simple, legend has it that there was once a disciple of the Bloody Hand Sect, who was able to pass on the true inheritance of Ning Li, and was finally sent to the Seven Killings Sect.

Because of this legend in front of you, everyone wants to be the second!

But alas, after so many years, there is no second lucky winner.

"Master Ning, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all."

An unfamiliar and familiar voice made Ning Li open his eyes slightly.

Lian Shengjun didn't know when, he was already standing in the martial arts hall, in front of the rocking chair.

"Let's go to the backyard and talk."

Ning Li looked Lian Shengjun up and down, nodded with satisfaction, got up lazily, and said to the disciples in the martial arts hall: "You continue to practice." ”

Then, he staggered to the back hall, and even the living army followed step by step.

Lian Shengjun, who did not take Yongning's big and small merchants in the barn, was extremely respectful at this time.

Because the person in front of him is not only his mentor, but also the leader of his joining the Seven Killing Sect.

Ning Li led Lian Shengjun to sit down in the small courtyard pavilion and talked about business: "How long do you plan to stay and return to the sect?" ”

Lian Shengjun replied respectfully: "I will go back when I am sure." ”

"Hidden? That's fast! ”

Ning Li sighed: "You are really talented, I have heard all the shots at the auction, don't be too deeply involved with the clan and delay your cultivation." ”

"Kindness is affectionate, but the disciple knows the importance of it, and he will never slack off in his daily practice."

Lian Shengjun replied in a deep voice.

"It's good to know what's important."

Seeing his disciple's attitude, Ning Li asked with satisfaction, "To what extent do you plan to accumulate?" ”

"This time, I want to ask Master Ning to take the pulse for his disciples."

"How please?"

"The disciple prepared three Qi and Blood Great Dans to talk about his heart."

"It seems that your status is not low now, and as soon as you make a move, you will be three top-grade Dans?"

After Ning Li sighed, he said with a smile: "Come on." ”

"Master Ning, be careful."

After Lian Shengjun said a deep word, he raised his palm, and the crimson blood qi gushed out from his heart veins, turning into a palm-sized flame ghost claw.

Ning Li also raised his hand, and a small dark ghost claw appeared out of thin air.

Two small ghost claws collided, the air waves rushed, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard fell like rain and wind.

"Not bad."

After the two ghost claws collided and eliminated, Ning Li commented: "Your qi and blood meridians are naturally strong, and Yuan Qi's control is not bad, you may be able to go one step further in your heart and veins!" ”

"Please give me advice."

"After the blood is like a flood, it is ...... Qi Vein Dragon! ”

"Qi Vein Dragon?"

Lian Shengjun was in a trance for a while, then nodded after coming back to his senses.

At this point, the conversation on business was over, and the master and apprentice really began to chat.

"The previous disciple was still afraid of jumping into the air, thinking that it was so lively outside the city, thinking that Master Ning would inevitably go to get involved."

Lian Shengjun said with a smile: "But looking at Master Ning's appearance, it seems that he is not interested in that [Five Emperors Dojo]?" ”

"You are also a knowledgeable person now, don't you understand that when you practice this kind of thing, a difference in talent is a world of difference."

Ning Li said lightly: "Zheng Qian is lucky, he can find this piece of real gold in the soil, but so what, is the secret technique of revitalization something that these insects and pigs in Yongning can learn?" ”

"Yes, the gap between people is really too big!"

Thinking of what happened at the True Transmission Conference, Lian Shengjun also sighed in a gloomy tone.

"What's the matter, the True Transmission Conference was deflated?"

"I can't hide anything from Master Ning."

Lian Shengjun smiled bitterly: "After the concealment, I wanted to fight for the exempt position, but I found that the true legends in the door were all hidden out of my way, so I knew how big the world was." ”

"It's a good thing to open your eyes, and only when you open your eyes can you understand where you are."

Ning Li first comforted, and then smiled and teased: "But just want to fight for permission, it's really hilarious, if this can be done, why do you say I want to stay in Yongning and lead this outer door master?" ”

"Ning Shimo makes fun of it again, it's really embarrassing."

Lian Shengjun's face was red, and he waved his hand again and again, thinking of the different eyes of the senior brothers and elders in the door of the True Transmission Conference, and he longed for the cracks on the ground.

After joking for a while, Lian Shengjun asked curiously, "Eh, why didn't I see the little junior brother when I came back this time?" ”

"I let him run errands." Ning Li said lightly.

Lian Shengjun: "Do you need a disciple's help?" ”

"No one else can help with this."

"What's the matter?"

"Eye-opening!"

……

Outside the West City, the Five Emperors Dojo

The large farm, formerly known as Mido Farm, was converted into a dojo at this time.

The open-air martial arts arena was originally a place to dry millet, but at this time, thousands of people gathered.

Of course, a small part of the real scattered cultivation Tongmai was full of excitement, after all, it was Zhou Shangyi who wanted to teach them kung fu!

But except for this small part, the vast majority of the rest have very complex and wonderful expressions.

First of all, the disciples sent by the four partners, these disciples are all in their respective camps, and most of their faces are impatient and indifferent expressions (except for the four middle grades of the Nian and Mi families).

From these expressions, it was not difficult to tell that they did not think that Zhou Shang was qualified to teach them.

The reason is also very simple, the lower limit of learning the secret method is required to be a complete pulse, but the upper limit is not delineated.

To deal with such an important secret method, of course, each family sent out all the high-grade martial artists in the clan, just hoping to be able to learn it in the shortest possible time and pass it on for the second time!

Therefore, in this five hundred phalanx, there are seventy or eighty people in the middle-grade realm.

The attitude of these middle-grade martial artists is arrogant, and they do not think that their martial arts cultivation is under Zhou Shang.

It's just that after receiving the order of the family, even if they are reluctant, they will seriously learn the secret arts, but it will be extremely difficult for them to show respect for the martial artists who are lower than themselves.

In addition to these two situations, the expressions of the rest of the students were also very exciting.

Most of the five hundred Tongmai disciple phalanx of the Qiankun Commercial House were temporarily replenished.

And who are these people, except for a small number of scattered cultivators, the rest are the owners of various small dojos in Yongning, as well as their true disciples.

It's really hard to imagine that after seeing the Zhao'an of the [Five Emperors Dojo], there will be so many Yongning Daoist Pavilions, and they will not hesitate to dissolve and join the Qiankun Commercial Bank.

There are a few Chinese hall owners, as well as teachers who have studied in the realm of Tongmai Dacheng for more than ten years.

Is the purpose of these people to learn art?

Bullshit, this is dragging the family to take advantage!

Originally, Ning Kang could have made such a reasonable accusation and ridicule, but now, he only hated himself for being too good-looking!

"Ning Shao's Pavilion Master is also here!"

"Isn't this the young hall master of the Bloody Hand Gym?"

"Legend has it that the Bloody Hand Sect is inextricably linked to the Seven Killing Sect, how could the Master of the Ning Shao Pavilion join this kind of scattered cultivation dojo."

Ning Kang, who was recognized at a glance, accepted the baptism and teasing of countless old acquaintances with strange eyes.

As the young hall master of the Blood Hand Gym, doesn't he want to lose face?

But my father's fate is hard to disobey!

Even if he changes to another faction, he is still a young man who is similar to him and has the same realm.

Yes, he admitted that Zhou Shang had a good talent in cultivation, a high attainment in boxing, and a great reputation, but so what?

This is all because of the cultivation talent, Ning Kang doesn't think that he needs to be pointed out in martial arts cultivation!

There were so many people who thought the same way that the phalanx of thousands of people stood crookedly and made a lot of noise.

Even Zhou Shang had already appeared and stood on the stage without reacting, until the five hundred disciples of the cooperative merchant phalanx quieted down.

The other half of the 500 people in the venue felt strange and stopped talking.

Thousands of people stood in the threshing floor, their eyes looking at the overly young owner on the stage.

A person's gaze has energy, especially for cultivators, and the scrutinizing gaze of more than a thousand realms is enough to crush any person in the same realm who has poor psychological endurance.

But Zhou Shang was a deep man, standing firmly, his eyes calm but with an unquestionable toughness, slowly sweeping the faces of all the disciples in the audience.

Many disciples and students who had been standing casually were swept away by such a gaze, and they unconsciously stood up straight and behaved respectfully.

Those who have a slightly stronger sense of consciousness will even be stimulated by this moment's gaze, and their hairs stand on end, and their bodies are tight.

Especially those who were originally careless in the middle grades, when they were swept away by Zhou Shang's eyes, there was a sense of crisis that they were being targeted by fierce beasts.

What a great spirit!

From left to right, the eyes swept over thousands of people, but it was only a few breaths, but the attitude of the audience has changed greatly.

"There are exactly 1,000 people, and all of them are here."

Zhou Shang didn't care too much about the attitude of the people in the audience, and after sweeping the number of people at a glance, he announced loudly: "The purpose of everyone gathering here is very clear, that is, to learn the secret technique of [Reviving Rice Seeds], in order not to delay everyone's time, so I will first talk about the root of this secret art." ”

"Yuan Qi out of the kidneys, go through the bladder meridian, cycle and quench for thirty-two days, get the black light Yuan Qi, this is the fundamental secret method of [Revitalizing Rice Seeds]. Because there are differences in individual practitioners, you can try to rejuvenate up and down the 30-day cycle. There are enough rice seeds on the table and in the barn, and everyone can start. ”

Zhou Shang pronounced the words clearly, his voice was loud, and the content was also very clear.

But the thousands of disciples in the audience were dumbfounded, including the five hundred of the family who had disdain before.

The so-called true transmission of a sentence, false transmission of thousands of books.

Before coming, these disciples of the family had considered many obstacles.

Including Zhou Shang's words are ambiguous, hiding the key content of the secret art, and so on.

But no one expected that on the threshing floor where they met for the first time, Zhou Shang would tell the root of the [Secret Technique of Revitalization].

It's true to say it's true, but it's probably spread a little too fast.

It's a bit fake!

The stimulation was too great, and Qianming Tongmai stood on the barn floor, and for a while he didn't know what kind of expression to put on and what emotion to respond with.

Zhou Shang saw everyone like this, and thought he didn't believe it.

He demonstrated it again, and Yuan Qi quickly walked through the thirty-two weeks, and the three-inch Xuanmang swirled in the palm of his hand.

"Black Light Yuan Qi probably looks like this!"

Dragging the black light Yuan Qi, after Zhou Shang said this, he grabbed a handful of rice from the grain bag on the stage and put his palms together.

After a few breaths, he opened his palm, and the rice grains, which were originally slender and long, became white and fat, and very full.

"The rice that has been successfully revived, probably looks like this."

Zhou Shang spread the rice in his hand forward, but considering that there were many people who might not be able to see it, he sent someone to move a table to the stage, and then put the rice down, a small pile.

After doing this, most of the people in the audience were still standing stupidly.

Only a few of them blushed, as if they were trying, but not as if they weren't.

The middle grades are in a daze, and the pulse is even more.

"Well, it doesn't work, let's try it first..."

Staring at the big eyes for a long time, in the end, Zhou Shang was really helpless, sighed and reminded: "If you encounter a problem, you want to solve it, if you can't solve it, just ask, stand still, the black light Yuan Qi will not be born by itself, right?" ”

Hearing this, the disciples woke up like a dream, and they began to brew Yuan Qi one after another.

But there are still quite a few, stunned in place. Eight Chinese Net

Ning Kang is one of them, the young hall master of the Bloody Hand Gym, at this time, his pupils were shaken, and he was almost unconscious, thinking that he was in a dream!

Human differences will always exist, not to mention that there are thousands of people in the valley.

Of course, the fastest progress in the secret art connection is still a small number of middle-grade cultivators.

The so-called middle grade was originally a cultivator with more accumulation of Yuan Qi and a higher realm, and after receiving key guidance, they began to try to temper the Black Light Yuan Qi.

Not surprisingly, they all failed!

"No, Zhou Jingang, I just had a little attribute change, and I was quickly assimilated by Chaos!"

There was a young martial artist who raised his voice to report the situation, and it was one of the people who was injured by Zhou Shang in the nameless valley that night.

Different from other Chinese products, Nian Youqing has personally experienced the strength of Zhou Shang, and he is truly convinced and 100% convinced.

So as soon as Zhou Shang finished speaking, he began to try to temper the Black Light Yuan Qi and harvested the first failure case.

"Try to spit out all of Yuan Qi."

Zhou Shang came to Nian Youqing's side and gave guidance: "Just keep it to the extent that it can be perfectly controlled, and then circulate in the bladder!" ”

"Zhou Jingang, after I walked more than a dozen cycles, my bladder meridian was a dull pain, and Yuan Qi couldn't control it, what should I do?"

Just after asking here, a middle-grade martial artist in the Mi family gave a different reason for failure.

"This is the reason why the bladder meridian usually exercises too little, on the one hand, you can cycle more Qi exercises, and the second is that you can walk the large intestine meridian and temper the wood Yuan Qi, so that the tempered wood Yuan Qi strengthens the bladder meridian with miraculous effect!"

Zhou Shang didn't even have a thought process, so he gave two sets of solutions.

Middle-grade martial artists are all cultivators who have experienced a long time, and they may have high or low strength in martial arts, but their understanding and sensitivity to martial arts are not bad.

They heard it for the first time that Zhou Shang's martial arts accumulation had far exceeded the level of Tongmai.

But looking at Zhou Shang's face and thinking about this person's age, they really couldn't believe it.

"How can there be such a young middle grade in the world?"

As a middle-grade martial artist from a family couldn't help but say this, exclamations erupted on the barn field.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all strong masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.