blood contract

"Really?" Mu Qihua Le's face was filled with excitement. "This way, when dad hits me, I can stop him casually." He gestured with his hands to stop him, "I'm sure it will hurt his hand." A quarter of an hour."

Lingling chuckled.

Even if the boss takes the blame, others won't believe him if he says he didn't get anything.

The Taixu Bone Forging Technique is not allowed to be taught to anyone except the disciples of Tianzong Pavilion, so Lingling thought of teaching him the awesome 'Swallowing Clouds and Breathing Mist' technique.

Unexpectedly, after practicing for a day, this awesome cross technique had no effect at all on Mu Qihua. Le, which confused Lingling.

In the end, she had to teach Le the Yi Membrane Bone Strengthening Technique given to her by Uncle Yuanwu. Unexpectedly, he practiced it extremely smoothly and the effect was obvious.

Lingling sighed that it was indeed a practice method practiced by the same clan! At the same time, I also understand that no matter how awesome the Niu Xia Kung Fu is, not everyone can learn it, and only the one that suits your own practice is the way to perfection.

"Spirit, I feel it!" Mu Qihua Le felt joyful as he felt the subtle changes in his body, "...This feeling is really wonderful."

After saying that, he held his hands back and forth, feeling that after the muscles and bones were strengthened, they contained infinite power that no one could control. Like a mountain spring surging, its majestic momentum can't help but fascinate people.

"This method is not allowed to be taught to others without my permission. If you violate it, I will destroy you as my master." Lingling raised his hand and held a knife in front of his eyes, his expression pretending to be stern.

"So cruel."

"I mean it."

"Isn't it the technique passed down to you by Great God Yuanwu?" Mu Qihua Le asked casually.

Unexpectedly, Lingling nodded and admitted.

"...Really, really?"

Mu Qihua Le couldn't believe that Lingling taught him the Yuanwu Kung Fu.

"Yes. I don't like losing, so you won the bet." Lingling curled her lips and kept poking him with her fingers, "You are very capable, and you have plotted against me."

"I don't know, it's just an accident. However, I will listen to what the little master says." Mu Qihua's eyes were full of affection, and he reached out and touched the top of her head gently.

Lingling flicked his hand away, teasing with a hint of warning, "You will covet this girl's beauty and cuteness."

"Who can covet it?"

"No one can."

"Oh, then you guessed wrong. I covet your intelligence and cunning." Mu Qihua smiled narrowly, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"Don't be such a talker." Lingling didn't take his words to heart. He raised his hand and gave him a shock. He instantly turned into a stern teacher, "You practice now, and I'll come over to test you later."

"Where are you going?"

"Your father said that the five major clans will arrive tomorrow. Let me go over and discuss something."

Dirty daddy, don’t call me if you need anything.

"...I want to go too." Mu Qihua Le pretended to be pitiful and tugged at the corner of Lingling's sleeve.

"You don't want to practice?" Lingling asked.

"No."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Practice your skills well. If you don't practice well, I will hit people." Lingling gave him another headache and walked away gracefully.

Mu Qihua Le touched his forehead and looked at the beautiful silhouette in the distance, with a hint of sweetness in his heart... He thought of the skills of Master Yuanwu, and excitedly started to practice with his legs crossed and his breath adjusted.

Lingling had just arrived at the temple when Patriarch Sheng and Sanli also arrived.

After passing several layers of guards, the three entered the center of the temple.

The simple and holy black bow and arrow were placed on the holy altar, and a spiritual light shrouded it from top to bottom.

"Little friend Ling, I called you here today because I want to test the power of the divine bow, so that I can show off its power in front of the five tribes tomorrow."

Lingling didn't know what the discussion between the boss and the Beast King was about, but one thing was clear. When using a bow and arrow, Lingling must be present and clean his hands before and after.

Clean hands.

Thinking of being touched by the ministers that day, Lingling secretly laughed and made a goose cry.

After the victory of the patriarch, he cleansed his hands and took down the sacred bow from the holy altar. The faint and extraordinary aura exuding made him feel a little excited, and he also felt that there was a layer of restriction inside. This was proof that he could recognize his master through blood.

Holding the 'Xuanyi Star Bow' in my hand, I had the urge to pull the bow string, but I discovered the problem when I pulled it, and it couldn't be pulled!

The three of them were all stunned, especially Patriarch Sheng, who couldn't pull it after several times. He couldn't help but think of what Lingling said on behalf of the Great God Yuanwu, and his old face felt slightly hot.

Then Sanli cleans the hands and draws the bow with the upper hand, and the result is the same.

"Little friend Ling, this..."

The first thing the two of them thought was that Dongfang Kaguya had done something wrong, and then they thought that it might be the relationship between blood and blood.

If it can only be seen but not used, how can it deter other countries?

Lingling scratched his head and was very confused. This kind of problem never happened when he shot the yellow sand giant.

The first thought was to wonder what the boss had done?

But then I thought, since the boss agreed to lend the magic bow, he would never do such a mindless trick...Then the problem must be with the bow itself. At this time, asking the boss to come is too far away to save the immediate fire.

How to do it?

She took the divine bow and tried to draw it with trepidation.

Wow!

The bow is open like the full moon.

A spiritual arrow appeared on the bowstring.

The arrow only emits a glimmer of light and looks unremarkable at first glance, but those with advanced cultivation can instantly feel the terror from it that the immortal mountain stands on top, dominates the world, and makes the soul tremble. This is a tool that condenses the source of immortality, which is different from ordinary things.

All three of them were stunned. What is going on? What is the situation?

The three of them tried again several times, and it was the same.

Patriarch Sheng couldn't help but ask: "Is it true that Little Friend Ling didn't get this divine bow?"

Lingling also shook his head in confusion, "Why are you lying to you? It is absolutely true that His Highness Dongfang obtained it."

Patriarch Sheng: "...Then...why is this?"

Lingling rubbed her chin, thought for a moment and said solemnly: "There is only one explanation..."

"What?" the two orcs asked.

"I said that Uncle Yuanwu admires me, and I probably got his approval because of this...I think this is very likely..." Lingling felt that this explanation was a bit nonsense, but it can't be said that it was because of practicing 'reverse'. Just let it go'. Because she had a vague feeling that it might be related to this technique.

"..."

This impressive explanation left Clan Chief Sheng and Sanli speechless.

What can I say. Seeing this situation, I can only agree with her statement.

"Your Majesty, if my clan doesn't draw this bow tomorrow, the five clans will not be convinced either. I'm afraid someone will use this matter to make things difficult for us." Sanli expressed his worries.

Patriarch Sheng nodded. How could he not understand this? There was a glimmer in his deep eyes.

"What are you afraid of? If you can't pull away, can they pull away?" Lingling said calmly.

"Little friend Ling doesn't know. If no one can draw the bow, someone will definitely propose to put the divine bow to Mr. Hong Zhongshanlan, and then it will become another trial in the forest. Until someone draws the bow, it will belong to Mr. Hong Zhongshanlan." A certain clan is the best." Chief Sheng explained to Lingling seriously: "As the saying goes, those who are capable own it."

Lingling suddenly said, "That's it."

Seeing that the two of them were helpless, Lingling rolled his eyes, clapped his hands for a moment, and shouted: "I have a solution."