The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

Women only need the external help of internal qi!A real man only needs to rely on his good body to blow up everything!

After Wu Xingzhi thought about it this way, he felt a lot more relaxed.

"I'm not forcing inner qi, but it's a pity that I can't learn lightly." Wu Xingzhi sighed.

When others fight, they are all light and fluttering. They can attack and retreat and defend. They float around on the roof, but they can't rush up without stepping on a few tiles, let alone on the roof, and they will fall off with a little force. down.

"Wu Daxia thinks like this." Wang Yuyan said in surprise: "Although most martial arts require the cooperation of internal force, it is essentially because internal force can increase martial arts moves, not necessarily."

"And Qinggong is even more so. Going back to the source, Qinggong is just a way to control the strength of the body and lift weights lightly. Although you can't cross the river with a reed without inner qi, you can make yourself light and fast and move freely. It's still fine."

Wu Xingzhi's eyes lit up.

"Is this true?"

He hurried forward.

"I like people like you who can teach students according to their aptitude!"

"Teach me!"

Chapter 77 Tenryuji Temple Practice Ceremony

The days went by much calmer than Wu Xingzhi had expected.

Practice, eat, exercise, sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that there were always various news about the immortal-seeking order in the rivers and lakes, and the Jianghu people who occasionally came to punish evil and promote goodness, Wu Xingzhi would almost feel that he would forget about the immortal-seeking conference.

The wise man chose to appear only once during this period of time. Because he insisted on daily exercise, he successfully increased his body-refinement attributes by a little, and now his body-refinement attributes have reached five points.

Wu Xingzhi estimated that the law of wise men choosing to appear would be easier to trigger in the face of strong enemies and difficulties, and it seems to be rare in dull times.

In addition to this, there are gains in terms of achievements.

[You successfully blackmailed 1000 people and achieved the achievement of blackmail master. 】

[Blackmail master: When you face someone weaker than yourself, your words will be very convincing. (The achievement will always take effect as long as it exists)]

[The current world cannot unlock the next level of achievements. 】

[The host can choose to eliminate the blackmail master achievement, which can be exchanged for 200 wisdom coins. 】

Well, still a useless achievement.

However, it is easy to achieve.

After all, it takes a lot of money to keep up with the daily spending of eating and drinking.

Fortunately, Wu Xingzhi can always meet enthusiastic Jianghu people, not only donating money, but also accumulating progress for achievements, killing two birds with one stone.

As for the achievements of the blackmailer, when he obtained the blackmail master, Wu Xingzhi directly eliminated it and replaced it with wisdom coins.

"Forget it, the Xianxian Conference seems to be coming soon, right?"

In the yard, Wu Xingzhi stood lightly on a sharpened wooden stake.

"Yeah." Wang Yuyan sat under the shade of a tree beside her, holding a book in her hand, and replied softly, "Recently, there are more and more Jianghu people in Xinyang City, and they are all Jianghu people who come to join in the fun."

"Finally the day is almost here."

Wu Xingzhi jumped down from the stake, and did not make a sound when he landed.

"I feel like I've been reborn—"

"I hope the heroes of the world don't let me down."

......

Dali, Tianlong Temple.

It was midsummer again, and the trees in the Tianlong Temple were lush and lush. On the square facing the main hall, the young man in brocade sat cross-legged. On the opposite side were six monks. Five of them seemed to be old, and only one was still middle-aged.

"Uncle, masters, let's get started." The young man bowed slightly and said.

"Yu'er, be careful!"

The middle-aged monk reminded and looked at the other monks.

The six people raised their hands at the same time, and each pointed out a finger, and while the inner qi was running, the six sword qi shot straight at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu stood still, the five fingers of his right hand were slightly spread, and when he lifted the little finger of his left hand, the same six sword qi shot out from the fingertips, one by one.

The invisible energy collided in the air, and the expressions of the six monks changed.

The seven people put away their sword energy at the same time, and Duan Yu stood up and saluted respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance."

"Amitabha." The monk in the center sighed: "In less than a year, you can actually practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword to such a level that I and the other six are no match for them."

"I'm just taking advantage of my magical powers, and I'm still far from the masters." Duan Yu said modestly, "Furthermore, it takes a lot of energy to send the six swords together. I can't hold on for long. If I fight seriously, Certainly not a match for the masters."

"Yu'er doesn't need to be humble." The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "We only have the ability to use swordsmanship all the way. The essence of the Six-Meridian Divine Sword lies in the cooperation of the six-meridian. One person can form an incomparably exquisite invisible sword formation. In the whole world, only you can come out of the six meridians."

Just as he was talking, someone walked in quickly at the door, Duan Yu looked at it quickly, and saluted, "Daddy, you're here."

The person who came was Duan Zhengchun. He looked at the situation on the field and said with a smile: "Yu'er, how many masters are you pestering you to teach you kung fu?"

"Brother, this time, it was us who took the initiative." The middle-aged monk smiled and said, "Yu'er's six-merged sword has improved rapidly. I have nothing to teach him."

"I have seen the emperor." Duan Zhengchun saluted.

"I've given way to you, why are you still calling me the emperor." The monk glared at him and smiled again: "Fortunately, I didn't see the wrong person, although you are a little more romantic, but under your rule, Dali is also very good. It is the national security of the country.”

Duan Zhengchun smiled awkwardly and faced Duan Yu: "Yu'er, it's really hard for you to cultivate in Tianlong Temple this year."

"Forget the time, the Xianxian Conference is about to start."

Duan Yu was stunned for a while, then murmured, "So fast?"

Duan Yu was originally a happy person. He hadn't been involved in the arena for so long. He was with martial arts every day. He was about to forget what happened that day.

"I don't know how Miss Wang is now."

"And that evil man—"

"With my current martial arts, it should be enough to protect her, right?"

Duan Zhengchun stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "Yu'er, what are you stunned for?"

Duan Yu came back to his senses and smiled: "It's nothing, Daddy, then I'll set off for Xinyang in two days."

Looking at Duan Zhengchun's expression, he said again: "Dad, don't worry, if you meet that evil man, I will try my best to help daddy get rid of this hatred in his heart."

Although the two did not meet much during this period of time, Duan Yu knew that Duan Zhengchun was always in pain because of what happened to Azi at the beginning, and that Azi could be regarded as his sister. This blood feud.

Duan Zhengchun heard the words, and his face filled with sadness. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Yu'er, you are kind by nature, and you never want to hurt others. There is no need to carry this hatred on yourself."

"It's okay, Daddy." Duan Yu interrupted and said, "Although it is really inappropriate to kill, but if the relatives die in front of them and are indifferent, even if the enemy is happy, that is not what people do."

"The Master said: Repay grievances with directness, and repay virtue with virtue."

Duan Zhengchun sighed and said, "Yu'er, although your martial arts have improved rapidly, that evil man is not easy to deal with."

"In any case, I will do my best." Duan Yu said seriously.

Not only for revenge, but also—

For the queen.

As for which of them is heavier, Duan Yu himself can't tell.

"Amitabha."

Master Ku Rong, who was in the middle of the game, closed his eyes and raised a Buddha name: "Chi'er, Chi'er."

I don't know if it's Duan Yu or Duan Zhengchun.

Duan Zhengchun saluted Master Ku Rong, and then looked at the middle-aged monk: "Brother Huang, why did you pass the throne to me, it turns out that being the emperor is so tiring, I sit at the desk every day, and I hardly have time to do other things, Even my wife has not seen her for many days."

"What is the wise brother complaining about, who in this world doesn't want to be an emperor?" the middle-aged monk laughed.

"Yes." Duan Zhengchun walked in, took Duan Yu's hand, and said, "But as an emperor, this martial arts that has been practiced for a lifetime is useless."

He looked into Duan Yu's eyes: "Fortunately, my son is good enough. Since you want to travel far, I will give you a practice gift for your father."

As he said that, the Qi in his body kept pouring into Duan Yu's body, and Duan Yu was shocked: "Daddy! Why are you doing this? Stop it!"

The Beiming Divine Art in his body automatically operated, absorbing Duan Zhengchun's inner qi. He quickly wanted to break free from Duan Zhengchun's hand, but Duan Zhengchun firmly grasped it with all his strength.

"Brother Xian is free and easy."

The middle-aged monk laughed loudly: "I'm a person who eats fast food and recites Buddha, this martial arts seems to be of little use, Yu'er, the uncle's throne was given to your father, and this martial arts will be given to you."

Saying that, he directly pressed Duan Zhengchun's shoulder.

"Amitabha."

A thin hand was attached to the middle-aged monk's back: "Junior brother is right, I, Tianlong Temple, inherited the six-merged swords and swords by Yu'er alone. Since Yu'er is going to the immortal-seeking conference, it also represents my Tianlong Temple. "

"I'm waiting to recite Buddha all day long. This body's inner strength is on me. It's better to use it for you."

With one hand up, Duan Yu looked at all this, and was speechless for a while, his eyes blurred.

Inside the Tianlong Temple, the internal energy was as turbulent as a river.

Chapter 78 The Sword God Draws His Sword in Anger

A carriage slowly walked along the official road.

The teenager sat in front of the car, holding a horsewhip in one hand and a wooden branch in the other, waving it without any tricks.

An old voice came from the carriage: "Si'er, where are you now?"

"Master, Senior Brother, we are now at the boundary of Gwangju, about two days away from Xinyang City." The young man pulled the curtain slightly, and the two old men in the carriage were Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe.

Wu Yazi nodded: "It's coming, it's coming."

The carriage was bumpy, and he looked a little sleepy: "After seeing the appearance of a fairy, my last wish in my life has been fulfilled."

"Master, in my heart, you have the appearance of an immortal." Liu Si'er said with a smile.