Receive chemical hair, my system does not respect martial ethics

"Dong dong dong..." There was a low knock on the door. At this time, Chen Geng, who had been struggling all night, had just laid down and suddenly woke up while half asleep.

"Who is it! Why are you knocking on the door at night?" Chen Geng got up from the bed with a displeased look on his face, lit the candle, and slowly opened the door. In front of him was a stranger dressed like a butler.

"My guest, do you still remember the pink sachet in front of the Holy Child Temple?" The stranger kept lowering his head and said in a low voice: "My master wants to see you!"

"Who is your master? Why doesn't she come to see me?" Although Chen Geng had already noticed who wanted to see him, he was not a nymphomaniac. The young monk had just been freed from the trouble of the dispute between the two factions. For the time being, he just wanted to find a quiet place to continue practicing martial arts.

As soon as the person pushed him away, Chen Geng closed the door and without giving the person a chance to explain, he turned back to the bed and lay down on it.

The housekeeper who was blocked from the door did not expect that this person would not even listen to his explanation. He was stunned on the spot for a while, and then left silently and walked towards Tianzi No. 3 room.

There was no light on in the Tianzihao room at this time. A slender woman was standing in front of the window looking down at the entire Shunjiang City. Under the bright moonlight, her lonely back was stretched very long...

"Miss, that man is too rude. He refused to come." Outside the door was the housekeeper who was turned away by Chen Geng. He said respectfully, "I want you to see him in person!"

"Stay back!" A gentle voice came from the room, "I didn't expect it to be that easy. Now I just hope that the treasure left by Senior Wang will be useful!"

Hearing the sound outside the door fading away, Miss Li in the room took out a red hydrangea the size of an egg from her sleeve. After a slight hesitation, she put a slender jade finger in her mouth, bit it hard, and a drop of blood fell on it. On red hydrangeas.

As the blood was absorbed by the red hydrangea, Miss Li lay down on the bed. An illusory figure floated out of her body. After passing through the layers of walls, this figure plunged straight into Chen Geng who had fallen asleep. .

In the dream world, Chen Geng was doing horse steps in the practice room at this time. A vague figure always appeared next to Chen Geng and made sneak attacks on him.

At this time, Chen Geng's legs were forcibly fixed to the ground and could not move. However, since he entered the first realm of martial arts, his arms have been able to barely overcome the huge resistance in the strange space to resist the constant sneak attacks of others. Every time he succeeded, After resisting, a stream of heat will emerge from the spleen and flow throughout the body, helping him regain his strength.

"Go!" Chen Geng suddenly shouted, and hit the sneak attack figure with a left jab. With a pop, the blurred figure dissipated in the space like a bubble.

"Hahaha..." At this moment, Chen Geng felt the pleasure of getting revenge. He had been tortured by this mysterious figure for more than two months. In each blow, he went from being beaten mercilessly, barely resisting, to being able to predict in advance. The point where the opponent attacks and retaliates accurately.

But before he could finish laughing, there was a distortion in the space and a familiar woman appeared in front of him.

The visitor looked like he had expected it. He looked at Chen Geng who was meticulously doing the horse steps in the practice room with the Hunyuan Tai Chi plaque hanging in front of him and said with a smile: "Tianzihao trial secret realm? You are indeed the real queen of martial arts." people?"

Seeing Miss Li appearing strangely in her dream, Chen Geng asked with high vigilance: "Is it you Li Chujian? Why did you appear in my dream?"

"I'm sorry, the matter is urgent," Li Chujian said apologetically: "Do you still remember that pink sachet? That is the sign of the secret treasure red hydrangea. In order to find the true descendant of the martial arts, I released the information of the martial arts contest to recruit relatives. , and scattered the road signs at various transportation hubs in Shunjiang City. Unfortunately, we finally found a candidate who meets the requirements before the last time comes. Can you do me a favor and save my father? "

"Do you know this space?" Chen Geng did not answer the question and threatened fiercely: "If you can't convince me, then I won't let you go easily!"

"I'm afraid this young master is overly worried. My younger brother is the holder of the secret trial realm of Dizihao. I still know a thing or two about this space!" Miss Li didn't pay attention to his threat and looked at Chen Geng with a pair of bright eyes. "This secret realm is the light of inheritance left by the last generation of saints who passed down the martial arts. There are 108 in total, of which 3 are the most special, namely the three realms of heaven, earth and man. These three realms have the most complete inheritance of high-level ancient martial arts, and each has its own unique characteristics. Different characteristics.”

"For example, the Dihao Trial Space has its own forbidden area. Unless a master of Taoism has cultivated the inner world, ordinary cultivators who fall into it can only be slaughtered by others. This is also the reason why my brother is hostile to the major sects," Li The girl said with a slightly gloomy expression, "But what outsiders don't know is that the three special trial realms also have a hidden function. Even if the host is killed, as long as the soul remains, it can collect 4 incense in the world and perform the trial. The secret realm will open on its own, and as long as those who meet the requirements enter it, take out the conceived soul carrier, and merge with the soul stored in the stone statue, they will be resurrected!"

"But isn't this to save your father?" Chen Geng heard the inconsistency in Miss Li's words and interrupted her answer.

"Who said that the secret carrier cannot be used as a magical medicine for human consumption?" Miss Li looked at Chen Geng dissatisfied, "The decline of Chuanwu magical power is not that it cannot adapt to the spiritual energy era, but that it relies too much on understanding. No top powerhouse has been born after Grandmaster Xiaoqiang. This is how the Taoist sect broke off the inheritance. With your current state, you cannot appreciate the wonder of this Kung Fu!"

"But why should I help you?" Chen Geng looked coldly at the young and beautiful girl in front of him, "I'm not interested in you!"

"Bah!" The girl's face turned red when she heard this, "Who said you want to do that? Do you know why your cultivation progress is very slow? It's because your inheritance is incomplete and you are missing the most basic link of martial arts. The secret method of enlightenment. As long as this is completed, I can give you a copy of the inheritance."

"You also know that my entry is slow and my strength is low. Why choose me, if you are not afraid that if I fail to succeed, I will fail?" Chen Geng was temporarily unable to use props due to system punishment. He was a little tempted but still didn't want to go through this.

"There is no way, only the true martial artist can sense the location of the secret medicine. Others can only try their luck in the secret realm!" Miss Li was obviously a little embarrassed, and added: "I can leave my brother behind I’ll temporarily lend you my secret treasure for self-defense, so I guess there won’t be much risk!”

"Secret treasure?" Chen Geng thought in his mind, is the system part of the martial arts trial space? Other inheritors can also extract the heavens and worlds. With doubts, he pretended to be casual and asked: "What is your brother's secret treasure?" What’s the matter, it seems like we can’t use ordinary magic weapons in Chuanwu!”

"Of course it is artificially refined. Each inheritance has a corresponding set of refining methods for magic weapons. Haven't you come into contact with this part of the inheritance?" Miss Li thought for a moment and asked herself: "Could it be you? Too weak!"

Feeling the pity in Miss Li's eyes, Chen Geng impulsively shouted: "Girl, can you catch my punch with 15 years of skill?"

Having said that, he slowly launched his left jab towards Miss Li. Facing the oncoming weak and weak fist, Miss Li seemed to be facing the pressure from the whole world. Suddenly her beauty turned pale, and her body turned pale. He couldn't move at all. Fortunately, Chen Geng was just trying to scare him. He retracted his fist halfway, and the momentum disappeared instantly.

"Could this be Grandmaster Xiaoqiang's famous three-hit combo of left kick, right whip kick, and left jab?" Miss Li was well-informed and immediately thought of that martial arts that only existed in legends. Time no longer dares to look down upon Chen Geng.