A good practice is a lot of money.

The ancient exercises are absolutely rare now, and they can't be bought even for hundreds of billions of silver.

"That's a good idea," Chen Jiu nodded.

"You agreed?" the flying sword slammed.

It was this kung fu that Chen Jiu's fist suddenly struck, as if he had crossed time and space, and instantly knocked the flying sword away.

Looking at the monk Yin God below, Chen Jiu smiled coldly: "Roar."

With a roar, with a rich blood qi, the power of the Yang instantly dispersed the Yin God present, like ice and snow melting.

"It's amazing," the dart masters below said secretly.

"Is this the power of a Divine Power Realm martial artist?" the female dart master's eyes were misty.

"Hahahaha, it's so powerful, it's a great offspring, I don't know which young talent it is" A voice came from afar, it was still a few miles away, but after the words fell, it came to everyone's eyes.

Full of black, with a black line at the center of his forehead and eyebrows, his face is old, only one pair of hands is very white and tender, which is a little better than a baby's hand.

This contrast between the old and the young makes people feel very strange.

"The old man's ghost hand, added as an elder of Fang Xiandao."

Chen Jiu frowned: "You are a Fang Immortal Dao monk?"

"Not bad".

"The previous group of monks?".

"That's not our people, it's just a bunch of idiots."

Chen Jiu nodded: "You actually came here in real life, do you think that the monk can fight with the martial artist in close combat?"

The old man shook his head and said very seriously: "It's hard to say, the monk not only has a yin god, but also mana, and the real monk's mana is not weaker than the physical combat power of a warrior."

"Just yourself?".

The old man shook his head. Then clapped his hands: "Since Chen Jiugongzi wants to see you, then let's come out and meet."

When the words fell, a streamer flashed in the sky, and it was actually the Yin God and the Law Phase.

Look at this yin god and the law phase, it is equivalent to a thousand people.

"Chen Gongzi is a generation of talents. Naturally, you should know that those who know the times are Junjie," the old man said.

Chen Jiu shook his head: "If you haven't done a game, you don't know the outcome of the battle."

"Yes, although Chen Gongzi has just broken through, his strength and background are very strong, and it is normal not to put us old, weak, sick and disabled people in my eyes."

"If you don't give it a try, how can you say that you will win or lose

"It seems that Childe is still too confident. Don't take us seriously," the old man said.

"You look annoying and wordy".

"Well, I don't think so," said the old man.

A smile crossed the corner of Chen Jiu's mouth, but this smile revealed unprecedented killing intent.

"Yes, but I don't mind if you ink a few more words."

"Why?" said the old man curiously.

"Because soon, you're a dead man. Dead people will not speak anymore, and they will not bore me," Chen Jiu put his hands behind his back.

Below, a group of dart masters clenched the weapons in their hands, although they had long expected that there would be danger, but they did not expect the danger to be so fast.

The female dart master's eyes flashed with a little star: "It's so cool."

The old man laughed, without the slightest hint of fireworks: "Yes, you are so sure that the person who dies must be me."

Chen Jiu's hand slammed downward. Four drops of water fall into the palm of your hand.

"Chen Jiu, the exercises you used just now are ancient exercises," the old man suddenly changed the subject.

Chen Jiu nodded: "Not bad."

"Then you are lucky, but it is not surprising that Qingyang Academy has this kind of background," the old man said.

"Why, you also want to fight the idea of this exercise?"

"Let's make a bet," said the old man.

"What kind of bet?" Chen Jiu said.

"I'll bet on your exercises with this," the old man took out an animal skin from his arms.

Chen Jiu looked at the animal skin, and the aura on it was older than the breath of the reckless bull.

"What is this?".

"I don't know," the old man sighed.

"Don't know?" Chen Jiu was stunned.

"I really don't know, and this hide is only half of it."

"If I kill you, these things are mine, why should I bet with you" Chen Jiu smiled coldly.

The old man nodded: "Yes, I just don't know if you have copied a copy of Mangniu Jin on your body."

Chen Jiu didn't answer, but asked, "How many times have you Fang Immortal Dao organized a hunt?"

"This time I will leave you behind," the old man said, retracting the hide into his arms.

"I know," Chen Jiu said.

"Then let's fight. The winner is king," said the old man.

Chen Jiu nodded: "Fight."

The old man slowly took down the crutches behind him and suddenly pointed out towards Chen Jiu, this crutch seemed to be slow, but it was extremely fast.

"It turns out that you have also reached this realm" Chen Jiu's right hand stretched out, similar to the old man's movements. It's all incredibly slow.

"Bang" The first blow Chen Jiu's body trembled, and the second blow Chen Jiu and the old man took three steps back.

The shouts of killing rose to the sky below, and Chen Jiu stared at the old man cautiously: "Yes, the monk's mana is able to compete with the warrior's battle body."

"Come again" Chen Jiu's reckless energy was used again.

An illusory bull ran towards the old man in an instant with the aura of desolation, and his right hoof was raised high in front of the old man in an instant.

"Reckless cattle trampling".

The cane in the old man's hand was also a treasure, and it instantly crossed his head and withstood the kick of the reckless bull.

The cane bent, and then the old man exerted force, and the bent part instantly rebounded, and the reckless ox disappeared into invisibility.

The old man flicked his crutches: "The ancient exercises are really extraordinary."

The old man's cane flew and attacked Chen Jiu first.

Chen Jiu's right foot was slightly raised, his body flew out into the air, and then instantly landed on the crutches that attacked him.

The old man flicked his crutches, and the crutches bent instantly, sending Chen Jiu flying.

"Roar" Mangniu roared again, Chen Jiu's body stood upside down, and Mount Tai pressed towards the old man.

The old man's cane flew out in an instant, his strength was restrained, and he froze Chen Jiu's palm from afar.

Chen Jiu is on top, the old man is on the bottom, and the cane is in the middle.

Chen Jiu's blood was boiling, like a little sun.

The old man's body was full of colors, and his mana ran to the extreme.

"Bang" Chen Jiu flew over, without waiting for the old man to change his posture, he palmed down again and buckled the crutches.

A black lightning flashed, and the entire crutch instantly turned into powder, and the old man's figure instantly retreated to a big tree.

That black light made the old man's heart palpitate, and there was a threat of death.

The crutches that had accompanied him for countless years disappeared into heaven and earth, and the old man's heart was dripping blood.

Chen Jiu's figure slowly landed on the tip of a tree from the air.

"What kind of exercise is this?" the old man asked.

Chen Jiu knew that he was referring to the black lightning, but Chen Jiu didn't want to say it, in fact, he also had a question in his heart: "Why are you able to fight a martial artist with your physical mana, but the previous cultivator who entered the realm is physically weak."

The old man glanced at Chen Jiu deeply: "The real great forces have their own ancient exercises, and the ancient monks can take the stars and pick the moon, and they are not inferior to the martial artists, don't you feel very strange?"

Chen Jiu didn't answer, and quietly waited for the old man to follow: "Monks can also use the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to refine their bodies, otherwise the Yuan Shen will become more and more powerful, how can the physical body withstand it, the current monks have given up refining the physical body, why?, because ,,,,."

The old man didn't say anything here, but looked at Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu nodded: "I understand, the reason why the monk can compete with the martial artist is because of mana, mana, the power of the law of heaven and earth, every move is blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and the body will naturally become stronger after a long time, but what can really make you compete with the martial artist is not the physical body, but the mana."

The old man was stunned, and then said, "I really admire you, you can guess this."

The old man misled himself before, saying that the power of heaven and earth was refining the flesh, and Chen Jiu was not right when he heard it.

"What is mana?" Chen Jiu wondered.

"You have already said that the power of the law heaven and earth is the power of mana."

Chen Jiu nodded: "If you don't want to say it, I will know the truth one day, so let's continue to fight now."

The old man glanced at Chen Jiu: "Aren't you going to solve my doubts?"

"Do you think I'm a fool and will tell my opponent my hole cards?" Chen Jiu sneered.

The old man shook his head: "It's okay, wait for me to capture you, I'm not afraid that you won't say anything."

"It's up to you," Chen Jiu smiled evilly.

"Actually, my greatest strength is not my staff, but my hands," the old man said abruptly, raising his hands as delicate as a baby.