Chapter Forty-Six: I'm Not Sharing the Riddler!

"That's it." Wang Chuan said directly.

Hearing this, Qin Hanyang looked at him carefully, and asked, "Are you sure?" The difficulty of practicing this technique is something I have only seen in my life, and there are disciples in the gang who have practiced it, but all of them have stopped at the introductory stage.

A few years ago, there was a tenacious character, and it took him half a month to get started with this technique, and then three years later, he still got started......"

He knew that Wang Chuan's talent in cultivation was very good, but because of this, he would bother to speak a little more.

Good steel should be used on the blade of the knife, so why should it not be able to get along with the back of the knife?

Yes, but it's not necessary.

However, what Qin Hanyang didn't notice was that Wang Chuan's expression didn't change at all, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

After he said that, Wang Chuan couldn't wait to ask: "The power that the gang leader said is quite powerful, how powerful is it?" ”

That's what he cares about.

Wang Chuan didn't care about the difficulty of cultivation, anyway, he didn't need to do penance, he just had potential.

Hearing this, Qin Hanyang immediately knew that this kid didn't listen to half a word at all.

However, geniuses have always been extremely confident in themselves, and dissuasion basically has no effect, and he deeply agrees with this.

Think of him back then, wasn't he also extremely confident in himself, so he fought with that knife technique for three years?

Putting aside the black history for the time being, Qin Hanyang organized his language and said slowly: "Because this sword technique was obtained by accident, I don't know its name.

There are only three sword techniques, and at the moment, no one has cultivated to the advanced realm, and I don't know if there will be any moves in the follow-up, but it is no exaggeration to say that even if it is only the first knife at the entry level, it is already on par with Li Zhenfeng's boxing technique. ”

He paused, rubbed his chin in contemplation, and said, "I estimate that if you really practice to the end, you should be able to fight beyond the ranks." ”

Hey, fight over the ranks, these four simple words have proved the power of this nameless sword technique.

You must know that the gap between the grades is still quite large, every time the spirit and spirit transform, it is like being reborn, and strong qi and blood are the foundation of everything.

"No wonder that stupid stubborn donkey would rather waste three years of his life and practice ......," Wang Chuan muttered.

Qin Hanyang: "......"

Stupid,, stubborn ass??

Wang Chuan didn't notice the change in his face, and after thinking for a while, he raised his head and said categorically: "Helper, I'm sure I want this door." ”

Qin Hanyang stared at him for a few breaths and saw the determination in his eyes.

He didn't continue to say anything, but said solemnly: "The mental method and mantra must not be passed on. ”

"I know, helper, why is your face black?"

"It doesn't matter." Qin Hanyang clenched his fists and continued:

"Our Qinggang can't compare to the big sects of Taoism, Buddhism, and Guozijian, and there is no classic building and library pavilion, it has always been passed on by word of mouth, you listen well."

Wang Chuan hurriedly pricked up his ears and cheered up his spirit, and then Qin Hanyang's flat voice slowly sounded.

And so, half an hour passed quietly.

He memorized all the mental formulas in his heart, and by the way, he also asked Qin Hanyang about the obscure and incomprehensible points.

This kind of opportunity is hard to come by.

"Okay, it's almost, then you will slowly practice according to the mental method by yourself, and strive to get started as soon as possible."

Qin Hanyang got up and said, as the leader of the Green Gang, he is very busy on weekdays, and it is not easy to find time to come here.

After saying that, he was about to leave, Wang Chuan hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Help the master go slowly." ”

"Hmm...... That's right. ”

Qin Hanyang, who stepped out of the door with one foot, suddenly stopped, turned his head and said, "In a few days, there is something you need to do, you should be mentally prepared in advance." ”

"What's the matter?" Wang Chuan asked in amazement.

Qin Hanyang smiled mysteriously and said lightly: "You'll know when the time comes." ”

Then he turned around and left.

Wang Chuan, who was left standing in place, looked confused.

After a long time, he pulled the corners of his mouth and said angrily: "I don't share the sky with the Riddler!" ”

Don't say what it is, and ask others to be mentally prepared, isn't this playing with him?

Wang Chuan secretly scolded him a few words in his heart, his face full of depression.

Well, who is the helper?

Qin Hanyang didn't say anything, Wang Chuan had nothing to do with him, so he had to ponder the newly acquired techniques.

Thinking of the technique, the depression in his heart was swept away, Wang Chuan rubbed his hands excitedly, sat cross-legged on the bed, and tried the first practice according to the heart method and mantra.

I saw him closing his eyes and concentrating, his heart facing the sky, and the qi and blood in his body slowly passed through the meridians.

In fact, there is nothing mysterious about the technique, at least at the level that Wang Chuan is now exposed to, it is indeed the case.

Roughly speaking, it is nothing more than qi and blood being cultivated in a specific way, on a special meridian route, so as to burst out with extremely powerful power.

However, vision determines cognition.

Wang Chuan ran it twice, and after getting a little familiar, he got up and took out the steel knife, pushed the door and walked to the courtyard, and began to practice.

This nameless technique, the attribute is just to the yang, the knife is violent, one move is wide open and close, and the emphasis is on one knife is stronger than one knife.

The knife is like the wind, the knife is like fire, the wind and fire are combined, and the power is extraordinary.

Wang Chuan's face was serious, and his movements looked decent.

What he has to do now is to let the technique enter the door first.

Only after getting started can you use potential points.

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Taiping Fang.

A very private courtyard.

The black-robed man's face became more and more gloomy, and he sat on the chair, his knuckles tapping the table rhythmically, bringing a very strong sense of oppression.

"Wang Chuan, it's Wang Chuan again......" His voice did not rise and fall, it seemed that there was no joy or sorrow.

However, as a disciple of the black-robed man, the young man on the side knew very well what this meant, and he subconsciously rolled his throat a few times, clenched his hands, and did not dare to say half a word.

"Since he knows the art of feng shui, what do you think is the plan for this time...... Did he see it through? ”

Hearing this, the young man's heart trembled.

It's over, and the death question and answer is here again, isn't this embarrassing!

He wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't dare to say that he didn't know, let alone be silent, so he had to consider the words and say carefully:

"Returning to the master, the disciple felt that he had not seen through. The plan you set this time can be described as extremely clever, he is just a yellow-mouthed child, even if he knows some sideways, how much real ability can he have?

Not to mention, the core of the plan is only known to you and your disciples, and the people below are still in the dark, so how can Wang Chuan see through it? ”

The black-robed man squinted, his fingers kept moving, he continued to knock on the table, and said slowly: "This is ...... Reasonable. ”

Hearing this, the young man suddenly secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he took advantage of the situation and said:

"According to the disciples, although there are some accidents in the plan, the purpose should have been achieved, and their attention is now attracted to them, and they have no time to think about anything else."

The black-robed man put away his hand and ordered, "To avoid accidents, wait a little longer, and let the disciples below add to the fire." ”

"Yes." The young man said respectfully.

"Besides, how are the people from the poetry club preparing?"

"Master, please rest assured, there is absolutely no problem, this time it will be foolproof." Young people pack up tickets.