School flower's personal dragon

The small mountain village is called Sanshui Village. It is a very peaceful and peaceful village. For Yang Dagen, a strange young man in a suit with a good temperament, the villagers are more or less vigilant, but Yang Dagen casually threw a thousand yuan to a family. After Dayang, the latter greeted him with a smile without saying a word and took him in.

"Young man, it's fine for you to stay here, but don't run around if you have nothing to do, the village is uneasy recently,"

The sixth old man who took in Yang Dagen was a white-haired old man in his 50s. He kept telling him along the way and led Yang Dagen to a vacant house. This house was originally the house of his eldest son, but now The eldest son and daughter-in-law went out to work in the south, and no one lived in this house.

Yang Dagen nodded and didn't ask why the village was uneasy. Although he could sense something from the panic in the old man's eyes, he didn't care at all.

He didn't believe that there would be ghosts and monsters in this ordinary small village, even if there were, it would be his bad luck to meet him, so he thanked him and stayed.

After staying, Yang Dagen first checked the surrounding environment. The village is surrounded by mountains, and there is a river in the east, and a provincial road above the river. He came down from there. Of course, his main purpose of checking these is to Before a strong enemy comes, there is enough space to escape and ascend to heaven.

"There are high mountains and dense forests around here. With my own skills, even if I encounter a more powerful person and hide in the vast and deep forest around me, I can still deal with it,"

Nodding his head, after arranging the escape route, Yang Dagen closed the door, cleaned the dust in the inner room briefly, and sat on the bed with his legs crossed.

Now that he has cultivated his true energy, he is no longer just an ordinary warrior, but a real ancient warrior. Ever since he learned of the mysterious existence of the ancient Chinese world, he has gradually realized that the world is not the top [-] in the world, which is the limit of the strong. .

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest, so painful that he couldn't help crying out, and then he seemed to hear a familiar voice in his heart, which belonged to his master Gong Yangyu.

"Sinister, look at the good deeds you have done, how did I teach you such a disappointing apprentice, I will drive you out of the teacher's school,"

Hearing this tone, Yang Dagen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and laughed wryly. The voice was not from his master. He didn't expect his master's skill to be so strong that he could transmit sound for thousands of miles. He knew very well that the severe pain in his body just now was caused by A mark of true essence left by the master on his body.

When the zhenqi is strong enough to a certain extent, it can be arranged into a small array with handprints, placed on the human body, which can sense the opponent's position anytime and anywhere, and can transmit the sound to the opponent for thousands of miles, but this requires a very strong zhenqi, at least To get above the third level of true energy, one must also be proficient in formations.

"The apprentice is not filial, let the master worry," Yang Dagen smiled wryly. He could imagine the anger of the master and the old man. After all, the person who killed was a general of the national army. This was a provocation to Huaxia, not just killing the Su family. A person, even if the Su family does not take action, the national power will continue to hunt him down.

"Hey, from the time my teacher picked you up for the first time, I realized that you are not destined to be a fuel-efficient lamp. Maybe this is a destiny, a destiny,"

For a long time, Gong Yangyu let out a deep sigh from the top of the distant Nvzong Mountain, the far north where his disciples are. He knew that Yang Dagen would be hunted down by countless people, and his life was hanging by a thread. But he can't do it, because once he makes a move, it will lead to stronger Taoist masters.

Xuanmen masters are the real ancient martial monks. Compared with them, the people on the list are just ordinary warriors, because only ancient warriors can freely circulate their true energy.

Hearing the master's sigh, Yang Dagen felt that the master was lamenting that he was the only successor of the Beimang medical school, but he failed repeatedly, which made him worry about it, so he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed several times toward a certain place in the south.

"Tu'er doesn't know what to say, but since I chose the path myself, Tu'er can only go on. I'm a man, and I'll hit anyone who provokes me. It's as simple as that,"

When Gong Yangyu heard Yang Dagen's stubborn temper, he wanted to teach him a few words but couldn't bear it. After all, his life's hope was pinned on this talented apprentice. If possible, he would like to replace his apprentice. Bearing this charge, but that was just his extravagant wish, and now his apprentice is well-known all over the world.

After a pause, Gongyang Yu said: "I have passed on everything I can teach you as a teacher. The only thing I can do is to protect your family and women."

"Yes, I know,"

Yang Dagen looked happy, he was still worried about the safety of his mother and his own women, but with the words of the master, he would have no worries.

The master and apprentice communicated for a long time, and Gong Yangyu also told Yang Dagen all his experience in improving his true energy, hoping that he could save his life.

When Yang Dagen opened his eyes, it was getting dark outside, and the mark of true energy that the master had slapped on his chest disappeared, that is to say, even if he really died, the master would not know, and now he can only rely on Own.

Uncle Liu received several thousand yuan from Yang Dagen, but he took good care of Yang Dagen's meals. There were almost a lot of chicken, duck and fish, and he also brought a bottle of Erguotou. After taking an early rest, Uncle Liu accompanied Yang Dagen to drink and have a meal.

Unexpectedly, after drinking for three rounds, Uncle Liu suddenly and unintentionally said a strange thing. Recently, animals in Sanshui Village often died. The first day was fine, but the next day died, and the whole body was stiff and bled. , although everyone in the village said that this offended the mountain god and had to sacrifice the blood of animals to worship, but old man Liu didn't believe it.

Of course Yang Dagen didn't believe in any mountain gods, but he didn't say anything, he only said that he would be careful at night, and then sent old man Liu away.

"Killing the animals, but only draining their blood, it's probably someone playing tricks," Yang Dagen shook his head, then turned off the lights and sat cross-legged, feeling the energy of heaven and earth flowing around the mountain village, but he felt very weak. It may be that the span is too fast, from the strong inner qi to the true qi level all at once, and the vitality of heaven and earth is always sensed from time to time.

Yin-Yang Acacia Stone, suddenly thought of the beauty of Nv Zongshan and Bai Ling's dual cultivation of Yin-Yang Acacia Stone, Yang Dagen couldn't help but give up the method of using the spiral energy to move, and use the dual-cultivation method of Yin-Yang Acacia Stone, which is the real person of Yuyang Teach him and Bai Ling the "Plain Women's Classic".

Thinking about it makes me feel uncomfortable. He is a big man but he is practicing double cultivation by himself. If it spreads out, it will probably make people laugh out loud, but as everyone knows, there are not only chapters on co-cultivation between men and women, but also separate cultivation methods. It is worthy of being the Zhenzong treasure of the Nvzong for hundreds of years.

And it has been less than half a week, Yang Dagen has already sensed the difference, as the true energy circulates in the meridians in the body, the pores of his body seem to open their mouths, greedily absorbing the surrounding air, like a magnet, unexpectedly let Yang Dagen sensed more vitality of heaven and earth, although for the ancient martial arts monks with solid background, his slight induction was just a joke, but to Yang Dagen, he was delighted.

After running for a few days, Yang Dagen felt that the true energy in his body had increased a little. Although it was pitifully small, it was better than nothing. At the same time, it proved that the "Su Nu Jing" had improved him a lot, and the method of spiral energy operation was no longer suitable for real people. The Qi level has been cultivated.

Suddenly, at this moment, Yang Dagen suddenly sensed a strange aura, and quickly leaned towards him, and he went outside through the window without thinking.

"Uh……"

He was stunned, and found that it was not the enemy who came to chase and kill him, but a red stone that could be suspended in the air. Soon he realized that the stone was not red, but the red was blood, as if it had just been soaked in a blood vat.

The strange stone hovered in the air for a few seconds, and then quickly shot towards Yang Dagen, as if there was something delicious on this human being that made it long for,