It doesn't matter if he comes or not, Bai Lang concentrates on cultivating martial arts, where does he have time to receive his teammates? Besides, they just brought martial arts secrets, in fact, they are useless anymore - the martial arts that Bai Lang has now are enough to spend a lifetime to practice, and he really can't spare more energy and brains to study other martial arts. Maybe someone can learn from others, integrate thousands of martial arts, and bring forth the new to make their own things.

However, this kind of person is amazingly talented, it is by no means the luck that a mere traverser can have, Bai Lang is good at fighting but does not have a surprising talent in cultivation, and now it seems that it is behind the entrance to the golden bell jar, I am afraid that there is something involved. Because when he looked back at the golden bell jar cheats, Bai Lang felt that it was indeed too easy to get started - this was not just explained by the thin local vitality, but the strong vitality on Bai Lang's body.

After practicing so hard for half a year, Bai Lang did not make much progress in the Southern Dipper Holy Fist, but he made some progress in the Arhat Renwang Fist - the boxing method that rolled up the tornado, Bai Lang can be regarded as able to control one or two.

"It's not a punch made with physical strength, and the fact that this kung fu can be used only shows one thing - that is, the big guy in prison must have used his fighting spirit earlier than Kenshiro. I'm using this tornado now to use my own internal forces and evil energy to form control, and it has to be in a certain 'realm'. Bai Lang repeatedly tried to roll up the tornado with his fists, carefully controlling it to rise into the air in different places.

The perception is very good, but the loss of power is not small. Bai Lang thinks that he hasn't found the trick yet, and the martial arts he should practice - the proficiency is not enough. If one day it can be lifted casually is a tornado, then it is estimated to be done. However, when he made a move, he had the ability to cover the vacuum wind blade cut by turbulent current around his wrist, arm and even palm, Bai Lang was quite successful, and this was a martial art that could quickly defeat the weak.

The "domain" formed by the celestial phenomena affected by his martial arts could also be said to be a weapon of mass destruction against the weak, and the white tiger evil qi on his body really doesn't look like a white tiger in terms of controlling the wind—the white tiger should control the golden line, and this ability to control the wind should be more of an ordinary tiger spirit, right?" "Bai Lang is quite satisfied with the vacuum wave that he has shot now.

The jade fish is now as green as water, and Bai Lang is even more emotional, and when he put some silver and pills into the jade pendant, he also carried some silver on his body, and put the cheats and the like under the mountain god seat again - the scroll of light skill is basically useless after using the true meaning inheritance, just the direction of some footwork, if there is still someone who can practice the light skill of walking alone for thousands of miles from this - this person must be a martial arts genius, a rare kind.

Bai Lang sat in the temple of the mountain god, wearing a short coat and trousers, and cloth shoes - this is a perfect fit for "any" era, of course, his hair is also short, with hanging eyebrows and a big beard. "Whether it's ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, my dress should be able to mix in at the beginning. Bai Lang thought so, and sure enough, the jade fish suddenly flicked its tail, and directly snapped Bai Lang and fell in.

The master staggered and then stood firm again, and what he saw was a rather dirty and gray place—"Why is this little alley like no one is cleaning?" Bai Lang muttered, avoiding the on the ground. The jade fish was not strange to hang around his neck, the jade was white, but it was already a completely fine jade to the touch.

What appeared in front of him was a city that made Bai Lang feel the smell of decay and decay, and the faces of people who came and went were old-even if they looked quite young. Only children can still see a lively breath. "This pig's tail head that hurts the eyes, is it Manchu again......" Bai Lang scolded, he is now a head full of sideburns, even if he has short hair - according to the rules of the court, the head must be cut off.

said so, but Bai Lang was not afraid, he touched his hair and beard, just smiled and took out the hat and put it on, and then walked out.

The Manchu era is the Manchu era, but it is necessary to figure out what time it is. Bai Lang is very conspicuous - not to mention the dress of the gown and pants on his body, his height alone is already very exaggerated. Gowns and pants are not unusual, but it's not that hot yet, and the gown and pants are dressed more like the late Qing Dynasty, and no one wears them like this now. Then there is the height - Bai Lang found that all he saw was the heart of his head, the average height of the current person is only one meter six, and Bai Lang's height is now one meter nine, which can be called a rare biao-shaped man.

And Bai Lang has a good appearance, and he has a big beard and hanging eyebrows, which makes him even more powerful. "That's, is it for nothing?" Bai Lang looked at the way those people hurriedly flashed from the road in front of him to both sides, and his heart was also quite proud.

This year, I quickly knew, "Is it ...... eighteen years of Qianlong" Bai Lang grinned, because of the hat and his short hair, people didn't see him with a pig's tail behind him and thought he was bald. "Feng Heng Yu Da...... Another well-known but capable loser? "Bai Lang is still walking in a gown, and no one dares to whisper and laugh at him on the side.

Under the short coat is a good body of flesh exposed, although there are no shocking things such as clear abdominal muscles, but this strong body with a body fat rate of about 15 also knows at a glance that it is invincible. Bai Shaobao had no good impression of the Manchu Qing Dynasty at all, and he even turned a blind eye to the people who had shaved the pig's tail at the moment. There was still a bit of loose silver in this pocket, but the jade pendant was a little difficult to open.

Not only that, but even the innate internal force is also imprisoned - this Bai Lang is prepared, after all, it is not something that an innate master can do if he wants to suppress a world, it is normal to be suppressed by the world. The innate internal force is still endless, but the power exerted is much smaller - Bai Lang can't directly affect the celestial phenomena within a hundred zhang, and he can now affect the appearance of twenty or thirty zhang at most......

"Hmph, doesn't that mean there's still no suppression. Bai Lang smiled, but it was really harsh for the space of the jade pendant, and Bai Lang had not found a way to open it until now. It didn't work to input the internal force as before, as if this jade pendant was just a simple jade pendant.

"Let's go get some clothes and see what we can do. In short, if you don't turn him upside down, count me in vain! This famous person who is too old can also be thrown into the dung pit!" Bai Lang thought to himself.