Fantastic Fantasy: Marrying a Beautiful Wife at the Opening Competition

In power.

One order fell like a mountain, how dare the bold one refuse to listen?
Although the clan guards have some friendship with the chief steward Liu Daoying, they are public and private, Zhong Xiong is now holding the elder's token, and he can say what he wants!
"Offended." Without the slightest hesitation, several clan guards rushed up to seal Liu Daoying's acupuncture points, dragged him out of the gate like a dead dog, hung him up with a rope, and waited on him with a whip.

This one hundred whips.

It was too hard.

clap clap.

The beating was bloody and bloody.

Liu Daoying is also not allowed to use his kung fu to resist, as soon as he does a little kung fu, he immediately buckles the pipa bone and seals his dantian qi!

The pain made him die.

The servants of the Zhong family's mansion took a look, and they were all shocked: "Why was the butler hanged up and beaten?"

After a little inquiry, everyone suddenly realized that Zhong Xiong, who used to be worthless in the past, has now turned into an elder-level figure!

It really flies up the branches and turns into a phoenix, how dare you underestimate it?

Everyone has an abacus in their hearts, secretly thinking that they must never offend Zhong Xiong in the future!

……

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into the night.

Zhong Xiong respectfully placed the Mother God amulet on the high platform in the bedroom, kowtowed three times, and then waved the ten maids to leave, and went to the Zhong Family Treasure Building in the west courtyard alone.

There were [-] pikemen standing guard in the Treasure Building of the Zhong Family. It could be said that the guards were so dense that not even a mosquito could fly in, and it was impossible to know how many experts Zhong Zhenyue had arranged inside.

"Who is here! The Zhong family is an important place, so you can't break into it lightly." The captain of the spear team shouted.

Zhong Xiong took out the gold token from his waist and said, "I'm here to get the martial arts scriptures in the Cangjing Pavilion."

"It turned out to be the elder, I'm sorry." The captain of the spear team clasped his fists and gave way to the road.

Zhong Xiong walked quickly into the Treasure Building, followed the stairs to the third floor, and came to the Sutra Pavilion, where he saw a blind old man dressed in rags sitting outside the black iron gate of the Sutra Pavilion.

The blind old man seemed to be asleep while walking on the wooden chair.

Zhong Xiong knew in his heart that the old man who could be arranged to be guarded in the scripture pavilion, which was the foundation of the Zhong family, could not be an idler?

"Senior, I'm here to get the scriptures." Zhong Xiong said respectfully.

The blind old man raised his face in a daze, and nodded: "Elder level, you can only borrow one volume of prefecture-level martial arts classics a year, you can choose it yourself."

The words fell to the ground softly.

The black iron door behind him creaked and pushed open automatically.

Zhong Xiong was suspicious, and without further questioning, he stepped into the scripture-depositing pavilion.

Walking in, you can see rows of bookshelves, which are filled with various books, and on the side of the bookshelves, the names of the types are written, there are fists, weapons, and so many tricks.

Zhong Xiong stood on the spot and began to think: "I have the blood of the ancient great ape, and my body is strong, but if I meet a real master, I am afraid that I will be just a living target to be slaughtered."

World martial arts.

Only fast and not broken.

Wonderful.

It can move a thousand catties in four or two, and can shoot people to death in one breath.

These are not comparable to pure physicality.

"Let's look at the body skills first." Zhong Xiong came to the bookshelf of martial arts classics on body skills and browsed carefully.

""Flying Eagle Art"! Human-level middle-grade movement."

""Floating Feather"! Human-level superb movement."

""Shaking the Sky"! Human-level special movement."

……

There are many inferior martial arts in the world, so they need to be graded.

The three major ranks of human, earth and heaven.

A local scripture, if taken out, can set off a bloodbath.

Zhong Xiong watched quietly, and finally his eyes were suddenly attracted by one of the scriptures:
""Monkey Zong Jue"! Earth-level low-grade physical skills."

He pulled out the book and carefully read the introduction:
"This method is a martial art derived from observing the behavior of apes. It is necessary to understand the secrets of apes."

"Once practiced, it is extremely flexible and can climb out of thin air. It is as fast as thunder and elusive."

"Not good at traveling and flying, only suitable for close-range fighting and fighting."

……

Zhong Xiong rolled his eyes, and his heart settled down: "This is what I want!"

He has the blood of the ancient giant ape, and the ancient giant ape can be called the ancestor of all apes, so it is not a problem to understand the secret of apes.

What's more, this is an easy way to kill the enemy, which is more beneficial to him.

Soon, he borrowed this scripture and was about to leave in a hurry.

Who would have thought that when he went downstairs, he heard the blind old man suddenly say: "Young man, you have a strong evil spirit, what kind of kung fu did you practice?"

Zhong Xiong's heart tightened, a little surprised.

This old man is very observant.

"It's just practicing in a crooked way." Zhong Xiongqiang said with a smile.

"Really?" The blind old man pondered for a while and said, "It seems that you are not willing to tell the truth, no matter! Here is a little thing for you." He threw a red bead over.

After Zhong Xiong took the bead, he felt a huge blood rushing towards his nostrils, and it was full of evil spirits, as if countless unjust souls were locked inside.

"Young man." The blind old man smiled strangely: "If you can refine this bead, come to me, and I will benefit you."