I became immortal in the world of low martial arts

Chapter 130: Evil Dao Techniques, Strength Fusion! (ask for order)
Half a month passed quickly.

This morning.

Lead clouds hang low in the sky, with gusts of gloomy wind, carrying fine snowflakes like sand dust, passing across the endless wilderness, passing through the empty streets, and disappearing under the icy sky in the blink of an eye.

Crunch!

The slightly old wooden door opened.

Su Heng simply wore a thin layer of clothing and walked out of the room.

His vitality is as strong as a furnace.

between breaths.

The hot air spewed out is more than one meter long.

The fine snowflakes have not yet fallen on Su Heng.It has been melted, evaporated, and turned into steam that rolls up and down like smoke.

"It's going to snow so soon."

Su Heng looked up at the gray sky, and then said with emotion: "This winter, many people in Yunzhou Mansion may die."

He thought of the days before.

Those disheveled beggars seen on the streets.

Every bad climate change is a catastrophe of life and death for homeless beggars.

When people face the threat of death, it is also the most dangerous time, and they can do anything.Don't think too much, these days, the situation in Tai County and other areas around Yunzhou Prefecture must be worse and chaotic.

"This is the troubled world."

Su Heng sighed with emotion.

He is also human, so he naturally has sympathy for those beggars.

But personal power is tiny after all, and nothing can be done.

In the troubled times, it was Su Heng's limit to allow himself and his family to survive.

He lives alone in a mansion left by Yaowang Valley in Ting County.

The style of the mansion is somewhat similar to a courtyard house, and the location is remote. No one would bother him on weekdays. Su Heng was very satisfied.

He took off his satin nightgown.

The upper body is naked, and the lower body is only wearing a pair of baggy shorts.

The strong and powerful calves are like the roots of an old tree, and the thick tendons appear and disappear with the exertion of the muscles, full of strength and beauty.

Come to the middle of the yard.

Su Heng held his breath slightly, his left leg firmly planted on the ground.

And the right leg is lifted upwards, all the way above the head, with the soles of the feet upwards, and gradually the two long, sinewy and bone-protruding legs connect in a straight line.

at this time.

His body is almost parallel to the ground.

The posture of the whole person looks like a horizontal T shape.

Although Su Heng can use bone shrinking skills to change his height and body shape, his quality will not change at all.

Before awakening King Kong talent.

Su Heng's weight already exceeded a thousand catties.

And now.

When Su Heng's body size reached [-] meters and his bones mutated, his body weight was even closer to a ton!
The density of muscle is comparable to rock and steel.

The terrifying quality is condensed in his body that has been tempered and tempered.

If you don't control it, even if you just wave your hand casually, the destructive power generated in an instant will be as hard to resist as a big truck.

With a body weighing nearly one ton, every inch of muscle and tendon was mobilized by Su Heng.

Strength travels through the body, whistling.

Su Heng silently pondered and recalled the records in the scriptures, entered the state of forgetting both things and me, and tried to integrate the strength.

After waiting for about half an hour, Su Heng slowly opened his eyes.

The snow on the ground has reached the ankles.

call!
Su Heng slowly lowered his raised thigh.

Take a long breath.

The hot air exhaled is like a sharp sword.

The snow on the ground was separated from it at once, revealing the blue-white stone bricks.

"Still failed."

Su Heng sighed and opened his eyes with a look of disappointment on his face.

When leaving from Medicine King Valley.

Su Heng took away the three types of body training and defense skills to supplement his lack of strength.

Break through three meters in height and unlock King Kong talent.

Su Heng's aptitude and comprehension made another leap, and his blood became sufficient.

Practicing real kung fu will naturally be able to exert the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

In less than half a month.

The famous iron cloth shirt in the Jianghu has already been practiced by Su Heng to the level of Dacheng.

The strength he has mastered has also increased from the original seven to the current eight.

Unfortunately.

If these forces cannot be integrated together.

After all, it is a mess.

It can't even match the tyrannical strength formed by oven warriors, and it is far from the absolute defense that Su Heng originally envisioned.

Good thing…

Su Heng put on his clothes again.

He raised his head and looked at the gray sky in the distance, his eyes glowed, "After these days of investigations, how to completely condense several different forces together so as to exert the greatest destructive power has now become somewhat difficult. Got a clue."

"Next, all you need to do is to keep trying and summarizing until you finally reach your goal."

Swish!
Think so.

Su Heng tapped his toes lightly on the ground.

The invisible strong wind spread, lifting heavy snowflakes at once.

Its huge body leaped forward, skimmed the high wall erected in front of it, submerged into the low street in the blink of an eye, and disappeared around the corner.

……

In a restaurant.

This restaurant is also one of the properties of Yaowang Guxia.

There are people coming and going inside, drinking and drinking.

Arguing, laughing, clinking glasses, all kinds of voices came and went, together with the smell of hot and spicy dishes, mixed together.

To bring rare anger to people.

Su Heng came to the seat near the street window and sat down alone.

Reach out.

Knock on the table.

The shopkeeper, who was dressed in a gray cotton padded jacket and had a slightly fat body, hurriedly nodded and bowed to Su Heng's side.

"Master Su, is it still the same as usual?"

"Ah."

Su Heng nodded, stretched out his hand and gave the shopkeeper a few taels of silver.

The shopkeeper knew Su Heng's character, so he didn't refuse, but just nodded his thanks.

It didn't take long.

The steaming stew mixed with spicy Maoxuewang was brought out by the shopkeeper himself, and placed on the table in front of Su Heng.

"Master Su, take your time. I'll ask the waiter to prepare it for you after you finish eating."

"Okay, you go to work first."

Su Heng nodded slightly towards the store, and took out his chopsticks.

Then he began to gulp, swallowing the hairy blood in front of him into his stomach.

Although the talent of food immortals brought Su Heng a miraculous physique that is almost invulnerable to all poisons, it does not mean that Su Heng's body will not be affected by the outside world.

Or…

For food fairy talent.

He couldn't accurately judge the impact of certain aspects, whether it was harmful or beneficial to the body.

For example.

After devouring a large amount of blood essence.

Su Heng unlocked the talent of the stiff puppet, his resilience was significantly improved, and his perception of pain became no longer as sensitive as before.

At the same time, after Su Heng's verification during this period.

He also noticed some other changes in his body that were not easy to be noticed.

during this time.

Su Heng's taste has become more and more serious, and he likes spicy food.

Food made from animal offal, blood, etc. is always available.

As for other changes, there seem to be some, but it is not too obvious at present, and it is in the observation stage.

While Su Heng was enjoying his breakfast.

On the snow-covered street outside, a person hurriedly came.

Enter the store.

Scanning his eyes back and forth, he saw Su Heng in the corner at a glance.

Even in the state of bone shrinkage, Su Heng has a body over two meters tall, like a violent bear, quite eye-catching.

This person's name is Zhao Lin.

It was the young man Su Heng sent to deal with the follow-up accident some time ago.

Originally, I just wanted to grab someone to do the job.

never thought.

This young man still has some ability.

The messy and troublesome things were handled by him in an orderly manner.

In less than half a month now, the troubles caused by falling off the cliff at the beginning have been gradually settled and disappeared from the public eye.

in this way.

Su Heng also assigned him more tasks.

And Zhao Lin also understood that he had finally waited for a chance to soar into the sky.

Hold Su Heng's thigh tightly.

However, Zhao Lin tried his best to complete all the things that Su Heng told him to be perfect.

When Zhao Lin came in from the outside, Su Heng had already noticed him.At this time, a large bowl of Maoxuewang had already been eaten by Su Heng.

He knocked on the table.

The waiter hurried forward and cleared the table.

Afterwards, two pots of hot tea and some refreshments that looked pretty good were placed on the table.

Zhao Lin, on the other hand, sat opposite Su Heng somewhat cautiously.

He is just a martial artist who has refined blood once, and his physical fitness is not too strong even compared to ordinary people.

It was icy and snowy outside, Zhao Lin ran back and forth, his face flushed from the cold.

Entering the room at this time, he was still a little uncomfortable exhaling towards the cold palm, fidgeting in front of Su Heng, appearing extra cautious.

Gollum!
Su Heng took the initiative to pour a cup of hot tea for Zhao Lin, and stretched out his hand to push Zhao Lin to his side.

"What's going on with what I told you now?"

Seeing this scene.

Zhao Lin seemed a little flattered, he hurriedly said: "The clue has been found."

"Thirty years ago, the ancestor Xueyun who ran rampant in Yunzhou's martial arts finally died in Tui County." As soon as he got to the point, Zhao Lin quickly adjusted his rhythm, and said gracefully:
"At that time, Patriarch Xueyun was seriously injured. Before and after, many warriors, no matter whether they were enemies with Patriarch Xueyun or wanted to monopolize his treasures and inheritance, they all came to Tai County to search. It's a pity What's more, the final result is that they returned without any effort. The blood cloud patriarch, as if he had evaporated from the world, disappeared from the martial arts world out of thin air."

Zhao Lin raised his head and glanced at the expression on Su Heng's face.

After a slight pause, he continued, "Thinking about it now, this matter is indeed full of strangeness. I have used my connections these days, conducted several investigations, and finally found a clue."

"My lord, have you ever heard of Zhima Li Qiren?" Zhao Lin asked suddenly.

"Sesame plum?"

Su Heng said, "Is it the righteous man who opened the warehouse to release the grain? I have heard of this man's name.

Could it be that the whereabouts of Patriarch Xueyun is related to this person? "

"It does have something to do with it."

Zhao Lin explained: "If the clues I found are correct, Patriarch Xueyun was taken in by Zhima Li's father in the end. The real skill of Xueyunyan that he mastered is most likely in the hands of Zhima Li. superior."

Blood Cloud Mist Real Art...

More than 30 years ago, the whole Yunzhou martial arts were frightened by the heretic kungfu.

This kind of exercise can forcibly absorb the real strength of others and refine it, thereby greatly improving one's own combat effectiveness in battle.

Although every warrior has his own limit.

Xueyunyan True Kung Fu can't control all the strength plundered from other warriors, and it will slowly dissipate as time goes by.

But even so, in the battle, he continuously draws strength from the opponent's body to strengthen himself.

To some extent.

The endurance of this evil real skill is extremely strong, almost reaching the point of infinity.

As long as he is not killed on the spot, as time goes by, the opponent will inevitably fall into decline, until he is completely defeated and dies.

When Su Heng was checking the information.

Seeing the records about this true skill, I immediately kept my eyes open.

Theoretically speaking, Xueyunyan True Kung Fu can absorb the strength of others and use it for oneself.

Then, Su Heng should also be able to use this special strength to fuse together the strength produced by several different real skills in his body.

After realizing this.

Su Heng immediately commissioned Zhao Lin to search for the whereabouts of Patriarch Xueyun.

Zhao Lin also lived up to expectations.

After a period of investigation, clues were quickly found.

Boom boom boom!
Su Heng knocked on the table, looked up at Zhao Lin in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Have you had any contact with Zhima Li? What did the other party say?"

"There has been contact."

Zhao Lindao, "The other party didn't choose to directly refuse to hand over the exercises, nor did he agree to it. He just agreed on a time and place to meet, and asked you to talk to him in person at the roll call."

"Then you told him my identity?" Su Heng asked.

"of course not."

Zhao Lin hurriedly said: "This kind of thing, my subordinates dare not make decisions. I just followed his will and agreed on the location. Zhi Ma Li can be regarded as a local tyrant, and villains dare not force this matter."

"Ah."

Su Heng stretched out his hand, satisfied with Zhao Lin's answer.

He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the other party, "This matter was handled well."

"It's an honor for a villain to be able to serve an adult." Zhao Lin wanted to refuse, but Su Heng offered too much.

Finally, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, he accepted the bank note that Su Heng handed over.

"This is the agreed time and place to meet." Zhao Lin took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Su Heng.

"I see."

Su Heng opened the envelope and glanced up and down.

Huff and puff.

The light yellow letter paper instantly turned into powder, mixed with the dust in the corner.

……

After a few days.

It is about ten kilometers away from Ting County.

In a dark abandoned earth temple, Su Heng stood tall and waited silently.

It was getting late now.

But the moonlight is as bright as frost.

The surrounding woods are bare, and the black branches are like ghosts.In a village not far away, there is no trace of human activities in the khaki mud houses.

It looked extremely bleak.

Didn't wait too long, in the animal path in the distance.

A tall figure with a felt hat on his head strode towards Su Heng's direction.

　There is a bit of a stuck plot, so the update time is late, sorry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)