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"Xu Qing, how do you feel?"

Daoist Nianyun couldn't help asking Xu Qing.

"It's warm and comfortable."

Xu Qing's answer made Daoist Nianyun's heart sink.

According to his understanding, that ancestor could absorb energy from this strange treasure to help improve his internal strength.

And no matter how bad their juniors are, at least they will have the reaction of being sucked away by the strange treasure.

But when Xu Qing encountered this strange treasure, he didn't have any strange reaction. Could it be that Xu Qing's aptitude is not good enough to trigger the ability of this strange treasure?

After a long time, Daoist Nianyun sighed, "Forget it, this way..."

Before he finished speaking, his old eyes suddenly widened.

I saw that the strange treasure that was still calm suddenly turned into streaks of black mist and flew towards Xu Qing, wandering back and forth on Xu Qing's skin.

"Master, what's going on?"

Having never seen such a thing before, Xu Qing became a little nervous.

"Don't move!"

Daoist Nianyun shouted, staring at the black mist.

After a while, the black mist suddenly penetrated into Xu Qing's body one by one.

"It's a little itchy, but it's so comfortable."

"Ah, my lower abdomen is so hot, it seems that something is conceived!"

Suddenly, invisible flames erupted on Xu Qing's body, and his hair stood on end.

Daoist Nianyun's pupils shrank, and he saw cracks appeared one after another on the rock wall above Xu Qing's head!
After a few seconds, the arrogance gradually dissipated, and Xu Qing's hair also fell down.

"This, this is too amazing!"

Xu Qing's eyes widened with disbelief.

He could feel the dantian growing out of his body, and there was a hundred years of strong internal force in the dantian.

Moreover, he felt his muscles and muscles tense, and his body seemed to be strengthened by the black mist to an exaggerated and terrifying level.

The shock in Daoist Priest's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a touch of relief.

He secretly said in his heart: Sure enough, I have not misjudged the person after all, Xu Qing is the best candidate for this strange treasure, no one is more suitable than him.

You must know that his ancestors could only use a small part of the power of the strange treasure, but now, all of this strange treasure has been integrated into Xu Qing's body.

"Master, I feel that I have become a lot stronger."

Xu Qing looked at his hands, still not recovering from the shock.

His strength is too much stronger, this kind of strength cannot be described by how many times, but like a golden cicada shedding its shell, it has undergone a qualitative change that cannot be described in words.

The golden cicada that has not shed its shell can only crawl slowly on the grass and tree trunks, and cannot sing.

But once the shell is shed, it will be fine if it does not fly, it will fly to the sky, and it will be fine if it does not sing, it will be a blockbuster!
"Well, it seems that you have mastered the power of the strange treasure."

Daoist Nianyun reached out and patted Xu Qing's shoulder.

"Xu Qing, this thing is a treasure that has been passed down in my family for many years. Since you have inherited its power, then you have to avenge the family that is your teacher."

"Most definitely!"

Xu Qing clenched his fists and made a promise to Daoist Nianyun.

Daoist Nianyun smiled, as if he had a heavy burden to put down.

"Xu Qing, there is no rush to take revenge. It won't be too late when you succeed in cultivation."

"Let me tell you about my family's enemies first."

"First of all, the first enemy of my family is the Guwu Chen family!"

"The formidable enemy I mentioned before is Chen Taiming of the Guwu Chen family. You killed his apprentice Chen Qing, and he wants to kill you to avenge his apprentice."

Xu Qing suddenly realized, it turned out to be like this.

Chen Qing is really lucky, he found a master who knows ancient martial arts, and escaped being killed by himself.

But luckily, unfortunately, he died tragically in his own hands before mastering the power of ancient martial arts.

Thinking of this, the light in Xu Qing's eyes turned cold.

Yu Gong, this Chen Taiming is a member of Gu Wu's Chen family, if he wants to avenge his master's family, then this Chen Taiming must die.

In private, the Chen family where Chen Qing lives is his enemy, Chen Taiming is his master, and Chen Taiming is also Xu Qing's enemy.

Therefore, in public and private, he will kill this Chen Taiming.

What's more, the tragic deaths of several of his senior brothers are also inseparable from this guy.

At this moment, Chen Taiming was on Xu Qing's blacklist.

Daoist Nianyun continued: "In addition to the Guwu Chen family who destroyed my family, there are also Guwu Yi's family, Tianyingmen and Baihua Pavilion, all of which were the culprits back then!"

Xu Qing nodded: "Master, don't worry."

"In the next few years, Tu'er will definitely eradicate all these ancient martial arts forces and avenge your family's bloody revenge!"

"Well, I'm old as a teacher, and the heavy responsibility of avenging my family can only be entrusted to you."

"By the way, the teacher almost forgot."

As Daoist Nianyun said, he took out a book from his cuff.

"Dragon Elephant Strength?"

Xu Qing saw that the book seemed to be so old that the cover was a little damaged.

However, Xu Qing could still recognize the three big characters "Long Xiang Jin" on it.

"That's right, this is the Dragon Elephant Strength, a unique skill in my family, and it has reached a total of ten levels of cultivation."

"Dragon Elephant Strength has extremely high requirements on the practitioner's physical strength and internal strength."

"If a warrior with insufficient physical and internal strength cultivates, there will only be two consequences."

"It's better. You can only practice until the first few days, and then you can't practice anymore."

"Worse, it may lead to madness or even death!"

"And you are the most suitable candidate for practicing Dragon Elephant Strength. I give it to you as a teacher. You must practice hard."

"Master, I will practice hard and will not disappoint your old expectations."

With tears in his eyes, Xu Qing reached out and took Long Xiangjin's martial arts book.

"Okay, it's getting late, you can rest in the secret room for a while, I won't bother you as a teacher."

After finishing speaking, Daoist Nianyun turned and left the secret room.

How could it be possible to rest at this time, Xu Qing was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He immediately sat on the futon and flipped through the book Dragon Elephant Jin eagerly.

The more I looked at Xu Qing, the more excited I became. The ancient martial arts are really different, and I don't know how many times stronger than the martial arts.

This Dragon Elephant Strength possesses both defense and attack abilities, and can skillfully switch quickly between attack and defense.

Xiang Jin, the strong ancient martial arts can become infinitely powerful, and the body's external defense will be greatly improved.

Long Jin, the ancient martial arts expert can burst out powerful internal force through the air, and the power attenuates very little in the air.

For example, if a strong ancient martial artist hits a palm, the internal force of this palm will fly more than ten meters, and the lethality may be halved.

But if you have mastered the dragon strength and then hit it, the internal force of the palm will fly 15 meters, and the power may be reduced by less than [-]%.

Without further ado, Xu Qing immediately began to practice according to the methods in martial arts.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, forming a perfect cycle between exhaling and inhaling.

The main veins in the human body are the eight extraordinary meridians, but there are countless fine veins. If you want to perfectly master the dragon strength and elephant strength, you must open up eighteen small veins, nine dragon strength and nine elephant strength.

It is not a simple matter to use internal force to open up the fine veins, one needs to endure enormous pain, that kind of pain is not inferior to the feeling of being kicked in the crotch, let alone endured countless times.

Big beads of sweat rolled down Xu Qing's forehead like rain, and soon soaked his clothes.

But he gritted his teeth and forced himself not to utter a word.

If you shout out in pain, you may fail and cause serious sequelae.

One, two, three, four... twelve, thirteen, fourteen!

Xu Qing opened up one small vein after another, getting closer and closer to opening eighteen.