Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

"Pandeng Rock..."

The Peacock King fell down, with red eyes, chanting the name,

"This guy is not dead, he was injured so badly, he didn't die..."

"It shouldn't be, my king, your fatal blow is enough to kill that ant."

Monkey frowned.

"He is not an ant, boy, he is a talented and strong man, and his future achievements are limitless.

You are going to become the new king of the monster clan in the future, so you must not underestimate the people of the Central Plains, the hero of the enemy, my thief, this Pan Dengyan, will definitely be the great enemy of my monster clan in the future. "

"How did the king know he wasn't dead?"

"My fundamental life feather that he took away was refined, and my will was erased. In this Central Plains, there is someone who can refine my original life bone and forcibly erase my will. It can be done. Definitely an unstoppable powerhouse.

Immediately send someone to the Central Plains to investigate, where is Pan Dengyan now, and who did he hand over the feathers to? Such a craftsman is important to the human race, and even more important to my monster race. We must find him. "

"As ordered."

After the monkey turned around, it suddenly turned back and said with a grin,

"Wang, leave Pan Dengyan's head to me to screw it off myself to avenge you."

Yin Yang sect,

Martial Arts Conference.

Holding Xin'er in his arms, Han Yun led everyone from Yunwu Hall to sit in the auditorium.

After a while, Pan Dengyan came over and greeted him with a smile.

"Last night, I was resting at the Huayin Sword Sect's residence. I chatted with Senior Yijianzi for a long time, and I benefited a lot."

Pan Dengyan sat next to Han Yun, staring straight at the whip in Han Yun's hand.

It looks familiar at first glance, hot at first glance.

"Brother Pan has friends all over the world, which is enviable."

Han Yun picked up the whip in his hand and handed it to Pan Dengyan.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was very much like the old seniors in the novels of his previous life. As long as the protagonist went to the old seniors, the old seniors would definitely give treasures and teach supernatural powers, and he was afraid that he would give less.

As for the protagonist, he will also remember the kindness of the old man in his heart.

Han Yunke has never regarded himself as the protagonist or anything. Looking at other people's protagonists, they have unparalleled aptitude and endless opportunities. They can pick up treasures wherever they go, and they are surrounded by big bosses. , there is not a big boss who can help him practice, but he has taught others too many things.

Look at Pan Dengyan, who was born in a poor family and has unparalleled talent. He is taught everywhere he goes.

At first glance, he is the capital of the protagonist.

The protagonist Pan Dengyan took the whip from the supporting actor Han Yun, looked at it carefully, and liked it more and more.

"This is a treasure that I refined according to the attributes of your skills, and inside it are carved runes and formations with Taoism.

This whip has excellent toughness and can be soft or hard. It can also be wrapped around the waist when not in use. When fighting, it can be used as a whip for long-range attacks. It can also be wrapped around the hand by mind control to increase the attack power of the fist. "

"awesome."

Pan Dengyan held the whip in his hand, and after inputting internal energy, the whole whip suddenly ignited with flames, which startled the surrounding people. They felt the temperature suddenly become hot, and the surrounding snow melted in an instant.

Han Yun nodded lightly,

"It seems to suit you quite well."

Pan Dengyan withdrew his internal strength, the joy on his face was irrepressible,

"Great, this treasure is really powerful. With it, the next time I meet the Peacock King, even if I can't defeat it, at least I can get away with it."

"Is the Peacock King the pinnacle of the second rank?"

Han Yun asked.

"Yes, that's an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years. It was a second rank a long time ago, and now it must be the pinnacle."

Pan Dengyan stared intently at the whip in his hand, reluctant to look away.

Han Yun nodded. It seems that Pan Dengyan's fighting power is indeed much stronger than him.

"By the way, I'll give you another thing."

Han Yun took out a cheat book from his arms and handed it to Pan Dengyan.

"what is this?"

He took the cheat book, looked at it, puzzled and said,

"Wing Chun? Is it a collection of poems?"

"It's a martial arts secret book. This is a set of boxing techniques called Wing Chun. This boxing technique is extremely difficult to learn, but once you learn it, it is extremely powerful.

In the entire Yin-Yang sect, only my junior sister Jun Ling'er has learned it, and no one else knows it. I think your aptitude is good, so let's try it. "

"This cheat book should be very powerful and valuable, right?"

"Don't lose Tai Chi."

"This……"

Pan Dengyan is a martial arts idiot, and he is naturally extremely obsessed with those high-level martial arts cheats, but now he has received too much favor from Han Yun, and he really can't ask for other things.

The grace of preaching, the grace of saving lives, and helping him temper treasures, this one thing is all favors he owes.

"What are you doing here? Martial arts are for people to practice. No matter how good this martial art is, no one can learn it. Isn't it useless?"

"Okay, Hall Master Han, I don't want to thank you for your kindness, but I have entrusted you in the future. I, Pan Dengyan, will do it for you as well."

After speaking, he opened the Wing Chun manual and started to watch it fascinated.

Suddenly, on the hilltop in the east, there was the sound of Buddha's chant.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a large group of monks wearing cassocks, holding Zen sticks, magic pestles and other weapons, holding umbrellas and hanging streamers, appearing densely on the top of the mountain.

The leader was the old monk Fahui who had met Han Yun more than half a year ago.

The old monk beckoned behind him, and a middle-aged fat monk came over.

"Amitabha, Pan'an Arhat, people from the Demon Sect, are you talking about this place?"

With a compassionate smile on Fahui's face, she asked the fat monk.

The fat monk held a ring in his hand, and there was a faint light on the ring, and there was a bone relic the size of a finger floating in the middle.

After looking at it for a moment, he shook his head and said,

"No, twenty miles to the north is right."

"So that's the case. That means we're in the right place. This treasure is about to be born. Why haven't the people from the Devil's Cult arrived yet?"

"The members of the Devil's Cult should have arrived, maybe they are hiding. There are tens of thousands of people watching the battle ahead, and the members of the Devil's Cult can easily sneak in."

"Well, with so many people from the Demon Sect, it's really not easy to hide under the noses of the Yin Yang Sect. It just so happens that the Martial Arts Conference is open, so they can naturally hide in the crowd.

Forget it, I will also come to watch this martial arts conference, wait for the treasure to be born, and by the way, see what heroes are there in the Central Plains martial arts. "

"Follow the law and wisdom of Arhats."

The fat monk recited a Buddhist name.

"When the supreme treasure is born, what are you afraid of causing another catastrophe, Amitabha, so good."

The face of Fahui Arhat was full of compassion, as if he didn't want to see the loss of life.

The fat monk smiled,

"If the Central Plains martial arts retreated despite the difficulties, then naturally no one would die."