Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

When Cheng Tong woke up, he only saw an unfamiliar roof.

There seemed to be a strange clicking sound coming from outside the house.

He was suddenly startled and sat up suddenly, feeling severe pain in his ribs and right arm at the same time.

Looking down, he saw that these two areas were tightly bandaged, but they were showing blood at this moment.

"I remember that I was chasing Wang Jinglong before, but I was attacked by Wang Jinglong. Not only was I injured, but I also triggered the life-saving talisman that Master left for me. But after that, I seemed to have passed out due to my injuries. Look at it this way Come on, someone saved me."

He used his internal energy to suppress his injuries. He got up and walked out of the room. He saw a small courtyard that was neither big nor small. In the courtyard, a wooden mannequin made of steel stood. At this moment, a man was practicing martial arts with this steel stake.

Whenever the iron rod on the steel wooden mannequin struck, the man would block it with both arms.

Not far away, there is a medicine basin, exuding a pungent smell of medicine.

"Destroying the body and refining it with precious medicine, this person is actually a martial arts practitioner?"

Cheng Tongxin said.

His movement also alarmed the other party.

"Wake up." The man said.

Cheng Tong quickly clasped his fists and said: "Cheng Tong, I would like to thank my benefactor for saving my life. May I ask my benefactor's name?"

"My name is Han Li. You are just lucky. Although your chest was pierced, your heart was not damaged. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to save you with my inner strength."

"Cultivation of internal strength? Does my benefactor still practice kung fu internally? If so, why do we need to practice externally?"

Zhou Mingdao: "Excellent internal skills are hard to find. I have reached the fourth level of cultivation and there is no way forward, so I have to find outsiders to practice kung fu to increase my strength."

"I see……"

Cheng Tong's eyes flashed: "My benefactor tempered his arms like this. Could it be that he practiced the horizontal training of the Thirteen Taibao?"

"Huh? Thirteen Taibao Henglian?"

Zhou Ming was puzzled: "I just randomly found a foreign practice method."

"But he happened to find one of the Thirteen Taibao who was practicing kung fu."

Zhou Mingdao: "Tell me, what is the Thirteen Taibao Henglian?"

"it is good."

A hint of a smile appeared on Cheng Tong's lips, but he immediately stopped and said: "Speaking of the Thirteen Taibao Henglian, we must first start with the Jingang Temple. My benefactor should know that the Jingang Temple is the first-class sect in the world, right?"

"Of course I know."

"There is a unique skill in the Vajra Temple called the Vajra Indestructible Magic. It is an immortal magical skill that combines the inside and outside! Cultivation of Qi internally and body training externally. If you can practice to perfection, combine the inside and outside, the inner strength will become the same level, and the outer body will be like a Vajra. His strength is so strong that he is invincible!"

"It's so powerful? No wonder Jingang Temple is the first-class sect in the world!" Zhou Ming was surprised.

Cheng Tongdao: "My benefactor did not know that although the Vajra Temple is famous at this time, hundreds of years ago, it was a foreign sect that moved here from other countries and was ostracized by the entire world."

"In order to rise rapidly, the Vajra Temple came up with a sinister idea, which is to split the Zhen Sect's Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill. The internal training method is completely preserved, and the external training method is simplified and divided into thirteen external skills. , spread throughout the world."

"These thirteen kinds of external skills are the Iron Shirt Skill, Iron Arm Skill, Iron Palm Skill, Iron Finger Skill, Iron Gear Skill...and other thirteen skills. They are collectively called the Thirteen Taibao Henglian!"

"If Jianghu people gather together these thirteen skills, temper their bodies, and practice them all to perfection, they will be comparable to fourth-grade warriors!"

"But if you want to continue upward, you must use the internal cultivation method of Vajra Temple!"

"My benefactor also knows that practicing internal strength requires certain qualifications. However, there is no threshold for practicing external Kung Fu. Everyone can practice it. In this way, everyone in the world can practice external Kung Fu. In the end, only I can join the path of Kongo Temple.”

Zhou Ming nodded: "Although this method is a bit destructive, it is not bad at first strengthening the sect and secondly spreading the skills widely and benefiting the world."

Cheng Tongdao: "My benefactor must have thought too well of that sect. In order to expand the Vajra Temple rapidly, as long as they are human beings, whether they are gangsters who have killed countless people or green forest bandits who dominate the mountains, as long as they enter In the Vajra Temple, all martial arts are taught.”

"Furthermore, the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility is the secret skill of the Zhen sect. How can it be taught easily? Anyone who has achieved the fourth level of external training and wants to study in Vajra Temple must first be an external disciple for twenty years."

"It's said to be an outer door, but in fact it's a handyman, carrying water and cutting firewood every day, just like a slave!"

When Zhou Ming heard this, he frowned: "How can such a large sect in Jingang Temple be so despicable?"

"My benefactor cannot compare today's Vajra Temple with the Vajra Temple of the past."

Cheng Tong said.

"You know a lot about this person. The Vajra Temple must have covered up this kind of thing, right?"

"It's just a cover-up. If you are interested, you will find out if you investigate."

Cheng Tongdao: "My family is quite powerful. Such secrets have their own records. Oh, benefactor, I wonder how long I was injured and unconscious?"

"It's just one night."

"I was in coma all night, so my family is worried. My benefactor, I still need to go back. I will repay my life-saving grace one day!"

"Let's go. Don't keep this life-saving grace in your heart."

"Where, you should remember it!"

Cheng Tong left immediately, and Zhou Ming also let him go.

Because he knew that Cheng Tong would definitely come back to him, not for life-saving grace, but for something else.

but……

"Cultivation both internally and externally, innately invincible? It seems that this external training is also behind the scenes. I remember that there seems to be thirteen Taibao horizontal training in the secret martial arts pavilion in the black market."

"The only problem is, I have no money now!"

Zhou Ming's money mainly comes from the Black Tiger Gang.

Especially Wang Hu, that's called a rich man!

But after buying a house first and three middle-grade martial arts books, Zhou Ming only had a few hundred taels left.

I have been practicing Iron Arm Kung Fu in the past few days, and my medicine money has also been a big loss.

Thirteen Taibao Henglian can practice to the fourth level, which is the middle level martial arts.

In the black market, they cost one thousand taels of silver.

"But it doesn't matter, I can rob the rich and give to the poor!"

Zhou Ming walked into the room and changed into white clothes.

Within the Dajiang Gang.

In the Blood Evil Hall.

Feng Wuxue was restless and worried.

Last night, he and Na Yue Wuxin were unable to pursue because of their leg injuries. After returning, they did not receive any news from the protector for a long time.

Until now.

This really made him feel uneasy.

"Could it be that the protector was killed by King Jinglong?"

Thinking of this possibility, Feng Wuxue felt dizzy.

At this moment, Feng Xi hurried in and said with a happy face: "Brother, the protector has returned safely and ordered us to proceed as planned."

Feng Wuxue was overjoyed: "Okay! Bring all the prepared things and follow me to meet the gang leader!"

"Yes!"

The leader of the Dajiang Gang is named Zhang Dajiang. He is over sixty years old this year. He is known as the River-Fan Dragon among the people in the world, and his martial arts is ranked first-class.

In the Juyi Hall, Zhang Dajiang put down the letter in his hand and said, "So, Wang Jinglong has already betrayed our Dajiang Gang and has been colluding with the Huangsha Gang?"

"Yes, Gang Leader!"

Feng Wuxue said: "According to what I heard, Wang Jinglong took advantage of both inside and outside, enjoyed the treatment of the Dajiang Gang, and also took the resources sent by the Huangsha Gang. He is now a second-grade cultivation, but he has always been hiding. Fa, I just want to wait for one day to give us a big surprise!"

"Humph!"

Zhang Dajiang slammed the table and stood up angrily, but didn't say anything.

After being around the world for so long, it was naturally impossible for him to trust someone so gullibly.

What's more, the so-called evidence that Feng Wuxue produced may have been forged.

At this moment, a person ran into the Juyi Hall in a panic and said: "Gang leader, something bad happened. People from the imperial court blocked our Dajiang Gang and asked us to hand over the leader of Jinglong Hall!"

"Court?"

Zhang Dajiang frowned: "Even if the imperial court wants our Dajiang Gang to make friends, then it has to give a reason, right?"

"Assaulting and killing an imperial official in broad daylight! Is this reason enough?"

A figure in black broke directly into the Juyi Hall, unbridledly exuding the powerful aura of a first-grade warrior.