Let's not talk about Zhao Rui's psychological feelings when he saw those two words. Lu Qing was flying towards his own lair at this time, preparing to bring the package and cheats he found last time, as well as some hard-collected materials, to the cave, so that the little guy could teach him martial arts.

In the air, the breeze blows through the feathers, bringing a refreshing coolness, and below is a lush forest, where brown and yellow deer and white rabbits with a little gray shuttle back and forth between the forest, and the end is full of life. A group of sparrow-like birds saw Lu Qing's figure in the sky from a distance, and hurriedly dispersed.

With the longing in his heart for the imminent entry into the world of martial arts, Lu Qing only felt like a fledgling bird that was about to fly freely in the sky. Before he knew it, he flew to a forbidden place he had marked.

And every forbidden place has an invincible threat, such as this forbidden land, which is...

A sharp and piercing voice came from Lu Qing's side.

Lu Qing was startled, looked sideways, and snorted again.

This time, Lu Qing saw it clearly, it was actually a sharp stone the size of a fist flying close to his body, because of the sound caused by the excessive speed rubbing against the air!

Sure enough, it was the damn mandrill on the ground who was throwing stones at Lu Qing, trying to knock him down. And when he saw Lu Qing looking down at it, he was dancing in place excitedly, screaming in his mouth, and his expression was not arrogant.

For such a provocative mandrill, Lu Qing didn't have a good way, so he had to climb his height to avoid being hit by the stones thrown by the goods, and then continued to accelerate and prepare to fly away from here.

Seeing Lu Qing flying high into the air, he knew that he had probably lost the best chance to knock down the big bird, and the mandrill also stopped dancing. Then he turned around slowly, raised the ass that seemed to be smeared with a touch of red oil paint, aimed it at Lu Qing, stretched out his hand and slapped it twice very coquettishly, and the crisp snapping sound spread all around.

Seeing this scene, somehow an evil fire instantly rushed to the door of Lu Qing's brain. It's miserable enough to be reborn from a handsome and dashing beautiful man into a giant bird, there is no Internet and food here, and you can only drink blood every day. I finally found the secret book of martial arts, and I happened to catch a person who could communicate, and I was about to enter the world of martial arts to improve my life.

A brute also came to mock and provoke himself!

Kill it! The red buttocks of the mandrill became bigger and bigger in Lu Qing's brain, and Lu Qing's anger was like a fire fanned by a fan, burning more and more vigorously. In the end, Lu Qing seemed to have lost his mind, and ran all the martial arts cheats to the back of his mind, and with a hard flap of his wings, he swooped towards the mandrill with all his strength.

And when the mandrill saw Lu swooping down, not only was he not surprised, but the corners of his mouth showed a smug smile very humanely. The hands hidden behind his back, I don't know when there were two more stones with a metallic luster.

And when the smile on the corner of Shanman's mouth became more and more proud, suddenly, Lu Qing, who was swooping down, seemed to think of something, and the downward trend came to an abrupt end. Climb the altitude again and fly into the distance, leaving the mandrill on the ground with an unbelievable face to grieve in the wind.

On the way, Lu Qing only felt scared for a while. What happened to me just now, why did that damn monkey slap his ass at him, and he rushed down like Shi Lezhi regardless of it, this monkey must have something weird!

Just kidding, the monkey can throw a stone the size of an adult's fist so high, and listening to the sharp sound of breaking through the air, the kinetic energy on it must be not small, which shows how terrifying its power is!

If you hadn't woken up and really rushed down, the monkey would have been able to knock itself down with one blow! Or, if you had gotten closer to the ground, the monkey could even jump up and grab yourself, and that would be the end of the game!

I have watched this person tear the panther on the spot! His body is not necessarily much harder than the panther!

Although he came to his senses halfway, he was not poisoned by mandrills. But this revenge is not revenge, and it is not a gentleman. When Lao Tzu's martial arts are complete, he will definitely let you know the end of mocking me!" Lu Qing said to himself.

Suddenly, in the middle of the road, in order to avoid more accidents, Lu Qing began to rush with all his might, and soon returned to the cave.

And Xiao Rui, who was in the cave, was still squatting in the corner at this time, and the little wild boar in front of him didn't move. suddenly saw Lu Qing, and instantly seemed to see a ghost, his face was pale and he stammered: "Big... King... Look for... Looking for a small... What's the matter?"

Lu tilted his head lightly, and was about to refute, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't speak, so he opened the package, picked up a piece of charcoal from it, and began to write—call me Childe.

This piece of charcoal was inadvertently obtained from a tree that had been struck by lightning and burned out, just to facilitate communication with people in the future. Although his claws are sharp enough to carve words on the rock wall.

However, it was very laborious and slow to do so, and even though his claws were sharp, the hardness of the ground was not vegetarian. There is a certain amount of wear and tear on every word written, and its claws do not grow as fast as the hamster's teeth, and it needs to be sharpened. I'm afraid that if I don't write too much, my claws have become beads, where to use charcoal to facilitate and highly recognizable.

Teach me martial arts, and four crooked block letters are written on the wall. Although it looks like a work in a child's homework book that has just entered kindergarten, Lu Qing is already very satisfied with writing like this with charcoal in his mouth.

And Zhao Rui at this moment was really dumbfounded. After all, seeing two words that could be left behind by a bird and a bird writing with charcoal in front of you are two very different feelings, with the latter being more intuitive and impactful.

Looking at Zhao Rui, who was generally sluggish, Lu Qing gradually felt a little impatient, so he picked up the charcoal again and wrote the word "teach or not". After finishing writing, he slapped his wings on Zhao Rui by the way, lest this thing continue to stand there in a daze.

This wing instantly pulled Zhao Rui back, and hurriedly nodded frantically: "Teach! I'm afraid that if I promise late, I will be served as lunch by this "bird boy". As he spoke, he carefully rummaged through the "teaching materials" from the package brought by Lu Qing.

Looking at Zhao Rui's cowardice, Lu Qing fanned it with one wing, and then took out "Tong Zigong" from it and threw it in front of Zhao Rui. What he wants to learn most now is internal strength, and he feels like he can't do anything without internal strength.

Zhao Rui picked up "Tong Zi Gong", and when he saw the name of the internal skill on the cover, his heart was tight, and he had never heard of this internal skill! You must know that although his family is in the middle of the road, his father Zhao Xiang is a disciple of the head of the Huashan faction. Even if the vast majority of Huashan internal martial arts cannot be taught to others privately, but some of the second- and third-rate martial arts collected by the Huashan faction over the past few hundred years copied at home, he Zhao Rui can be said to have seen them all.

Isn't it some long-lost peerless martial art?

Thinking of this, Zhao Rui's eyes couldn't help but light up. He Zhao Xiaogongzi, although his martial arts are not very good, his qualifications can only be regarded as average, and his internal cultivation is also very ordinary. However, if there is a martial arts theory in this world, he Zhao Rui can get a master's degree no matter what he says.

Although in terms of the breadth of knowledge, he is not as good as a certain girl surnamed Wang who is crazy about his cousin, but compared with the vast majority of the so-called masters in the martial arts who draw a scoop according to the gourd, his research on martial arts can be said to be a step higher, and even reached the realm of drawing inferences from one case and bringing forth the new.

And his biggest hobby, Zhao Xiaogongzi, in addition to eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling and bullying men and women that can only be imagined in his mind, is to study all kinds of martial arts, simulate their running routes, and even improve them slightly.

Therefore, like a mouse seeing cheese, Zhao Rui hurriedly opened "Tong Zi Gong" and looked at it carefully.

A thin booklet that looks presumably quick. And Zhao Rui, who has some insight into the martial arts system, even simulated the movement process and use effect of "Tong Zigong" in his mind by the way.

As a result, Zhao Xiaogongzi's face slowly changed from anticipation and joy at the beginning, to suspicion, and then to a look of eating something bad.