The Forgotten Mountain is located on the western border of the mainland, and further west is the Thousand Mountains vein. Since the beginning www.biquge.info of winter, the snow in the western realm has not stopped, and the lush evergreen trees on the mountains have been tightly covered.

The top of the Forgotten Mountain seems to have been cut off, leaving a large platform, with pavilions and pavilions on it, and the curved corridors are back to the square, which is where the Forgotten Palace is located.

The layout of the forgotten palace is sparse, the scene is open, enter from the mountain gate like the exquisite archway, the main hall sits in the south and looks north, there are three side halls on both sides, the corridor waist is mangback, the eaves tooth is high peck. From the mountain gate to the main hall, there are 720 layers of white jade steps, and the snow is scorching in winter, but there is no snow on the steps.

Standing on the steps, you can see a stone plaque on the door of the main hall, on which the sword qi is intertwined, and it is engraved into four big characters - Forgotten Immortal Palace.

At this time, the huge main hall was empty, and only a woman sat on the main platform.

The woman was dressed in a white veil, and she didn't care about the biting chill of the deep winter. The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the eyes are like autumn water, the woman is coiled in a simple bun, letting her long hair hang down behind her ears, looking at the double decade, but the frost on her face will turn people away.

"Palace master, Xiao Fei brought back the news from Jiangyin, Zhang Tianbai's only son, Zhang Muye competed with the Dragon and Tiger Sect Wanshangang and was killed by mistake. "I don't know when two people came from outside the hall, a man and a woman, both of whom were not very old, and it was the woman who spoke just now.

"Really?" Fifth Forget's face turned cold, and his momentum as a palace master burst out.

"The subordinates saw with their own eyes, there were many onlookers in the competition that day, and his subordinates were mixed in the crowd, and Zhang Muye was knocked down by Wanshangang without a move, although the situation is puzzling, but Zhang Muye fell to the ground and died, and his subordinates really saw it. The man was dressed in gray, and he was the Xiaofei in the mouth of the woman before, and at this time, he told the scene of the day one by one.

"Alas," the fifth forgetfulness suddenly became worse, and some promises were destined to be unfulfilled. waved his hand and said to the two people below: "That's it, you don't have to pay attention to the affairs of the Martial Arts Alliance Lord's Mansion in the future." You two go down, Xiao Fei has been traveling for days, he must be tired, go to the Baicao Hall to find Elder Qu to get ten solid qi pills, and go back to rest. ”

Xiao Fei was overjoyed in his heart, thanked the palace master, and retreated with the woman next to him.

When the two of them retreated, the fifth forgot to sigh again, this little girl really likes to sigh, not to mention, the sigh is really good.

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Zhang Muye, who had eaten lunch, went back to the room alone, without giving Zhang Dali a chance to talk to them.

As soon as he entered the room, he closed the door and locked himself inside, he needed someone to test his internal force ball. Before the crossing, he was a researcher, and it has become a habit to study something that he can't figure out, which has become a habit of going deep into the bone marrow.

In addition, he is still nostalgic for the feeling of internal force spreading throughout his body before, and wants to wait until he has mastered the technical core of internal force, and he can enjoy the experience of "horse killing chicken" like flying into the clouds every day.

Calming down, Zhang Muye slowly recalled his previous feelings, put his mind on the dantian, and really "saw" the internal force group deflated into a small group at the dantian again. Still can only look but can't touch, the meat particles lie quietly in the dantian, without the previous spherical irritability.

Zhang Muye's mind turned the head of the gun again, and slowly extended from the open veins of his right arm to the inside, unexpectedly, his mind really "touched" the internal force ball as if it was substantial. Zhang Muye's heart swelled with ecstasy, could this be the case?

However, the internal force ball was "touched" by himself like this, but he didn't react at all, and it was still deflated as before. Zhang Muye felt like he had a dead football in front of him, and now he had found the air hole, but he just didn't know where the gas bag was or how to inflate it.

He didn't give up at all, and patiently hovered beside the balloon, drilling into the air hole with all his might, and couldn't get into it no matter how much he drilled. Before finding the gas bag, you must first find the qi, and the qi must be true qi, but where is your true qi?

The mind rushed to other places along the veins, running and running but did not find out where the true qi was, and couldn't help but return to the place of the meat ball in discouragement, when he looked at the balloon, he found that he should have found something that he didn't find, because the balloon actually puffed up a little, although it was only a little, but Zhang Muye could be sure that the balloon had definitely become bulging.

What is it that has been overlooked, and what have you gained in the time between before and when you start drumming?

No, I drilled it for a long time, and if it would have worked, I would have found it at that time. Then the only explanation is that when I was patrolling the meridians, I generated true qi, which in turn made the balloon bulge.

There was another burst of ecstasy, and he seemed to be getting closer and closer to success. He calmed down and re-examined the veins, and when he came back, the balloon was indeed bulging.

Seeing the effect, Zhang Muye kept turning in the meridians, at first because he was not skilled, but then he slowly became more and more proficient, and the speed of the inspection became faster and faster. After gradually smoothing out, Zhang Muye felt the comfortable feeling that Zhang Dali had given him the input of true qi before, and he couldn't help but want to howl.

Unconsciously, the internal force circulated for I don't know how many weeks, Zhang Muye only felt that the speed of the circulation was getting slower and slower, and the time spent on one week was getting longer and longer, so he came back to his senses and re-examined the balloon at the dantian.

At this time, the balloon was already full of air, and it seemed to be a little bigger than when it was full of air before, although the gap was very small, but Zhang Muye could feel it.

With his previous experience, Zhang Muye didn't touch it immediately, first found a finger-thick wooden board and put it on the ground, and used his middle finger to face it about twenty centimeters away from the wooden board.

Ready, Zhang Muye immediately pressed the balloon, just a breath of time, the balloon completed the deflation process, the internal force along the right arm finally shot out of the middle finger, and there was immediately a small opening with the thickness of the middle finger on the wooden board.

Zhang Muye took the wooden board away and saw that there was a small hole of the same size left on the ground. Zhang Muye's room was paved with large blue bricks, and he touched the small hole with his hand, which was about half a finger deep.

In this way, both the rate of fire and the lethal power are still passable, especially the strength, which has exceeded Zhang Muye's expectations. There is only range, and it is not something that can be tested in one go. As for the rate of fire, one breath is barely enough, and Zhang Muye is not worried, he feels that there should be a lot of room for the rate of fire to increase.

He looked back at his dantian, and the balloon became shriveled again, lying there weakly.

Well, it looks like we're going to have to do it all over again. Looking at the leak on the table, it turned out that I was inflating the balloon with my own capacity just now, and before I knew it, two hours had passed. Zhang Muye was a little frustrated, this cannonball was really slow to load.

As soon as the dantian sank, he returned to the previous endless process of luck.