Under one person: Do you really think it is difficult to become a teacher?

Chapter 183 Changing Ding Island's An Tong Technique!teach each other?
Ding Zhang'an wanted to cry, but couldn't cry.

Lin Lan's attacks followed one after another.

"Li Zi, Jingmen Yanhuo!"

With a bang, Ding Zhangan's shoes and clothes were burned.

Fortunately, he escaped in time, otherwise he would have been seriously injured at this time.

"Kun word, hurt the door and shrink the mountain!"

Ding Zhuan, who was hiding in the ground, felt the surrounding soil tighten.

The bones of the body were squeezed and creaked.

Shocked, he jumped out immediately.

"Sleepy Immortal Talisman!"

A glowing white rope was placed towards Ding Island in the void.

Ding Zhangan hurriedly opened his steps, flashing left and right.

At the same time, he rushed towards Lin Lan.

Without closing the distance, he played too hard.

Seeing him rushing, Lin Lan smiled and said, "Good job!"

A golden light curse mahamudra and a cyan Leifa mahamudra were photographed at the same time.

Ding Zhang'an was inexplicably sad and angry, but he didn't dare to run away.

He could only open his observation skills, and rushed out from the gap between the two handprints.

Even so, the body suffered severe damage.

"Ghost gate needle!"

Ding Zhangan had rich combat experience, and launched an attack as soon as he landed, regardless of his injuries.

At this time, it is impossible to keep it.

Only in the attack can you win a chance of survival.

A few long black needles stabbed at Lin Lan silently.

However, a scene that surprised him happened.

I saw that Lin Lan didn't care about his long needle, but raised her hand.

A dark blue bead rose into the air and flew onto Lin Lan's head.

All the long needles, including the two black needles that were attacking underground, all appeared.

Quietly hanging in the air, completely lost power.

"Chi kiss bead!"

Ding Zhang'an yelled, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

"Old Yuantou's Jiulongzi, why is it in your hands?"

Don't be confused, the magic weapon of the craftsman has always been unique.

If it is involuntary, I have never heard of it, and it can be snatched by others for its own use.

And even if you give it away, it won't be able to exert its maximum power.

But the Chi kiss bead was in Lin Lan's hands, and it easily blocked his ghost needle.

The power seems to be a bit stronger than in the hands of Lao Yuantou.

How is this possible!

Lin Lan listened to Ding Zhangan's question, and smiled, "Of course they gave it to me."

"I don't know how to refine weapons. If others don't give it to me, how can I get it?"

This statement, in Ding Zhangan's ears, felt very nonsensical!
However, common sense told him—he had to believe it!
Otherwise it cannot be explained at all!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling sad and angry again.

Why?

Longhushan is clearly a mortal enemy.

Why did old Yuantou give this kid the Nine Dragons that he cherished like his lifeblood?

Is he the illegitimate child of God!

Thinking of how I have worked so hard to learn art along the way, and feel so sad in my heart, it is really indescribable.

Ding Zhangan's nose was sour, and his eyes were red.

Just sit on the ground, bury your head in your arms, and stop beating!
If you love to kill, you will kill, if you die, you will fall down, the world is not worth it!

Seeing him like this, Lin Lan was also a little dazed.

Why are you still crying?

He put away the Chi kiss bead, walked over and kicked Ding Zhuan.

"Old Ding, what are you doing?"

"A man doesn't flick his tears easily!"

Ding Zhang'an pushed Lin Lan's foot away, and said aggrievedly, "That's not where the heart is broken."

Lin Lan sat down beside him, "You're still talking about poetry with me."

"It's almost done, no matter what you say, you are also one of the two heroes."

"Let others see, what does it look like?"

Ding Zhangan said: "Stop making sarcastic remarks, and kill if you want to."

"I have worked hard to learn hundreds of skills in the past ten years, and I have never lost face."

Lin Lan felt a little sympathetic to these words.

Frankly speaking, he didn't have a bad impression of Ding Zhang'an.

Although people of all sexes made a big fuss in Longhu Mountain and killed Master Tian.

But apart from Gong Qing, he killed enough.

Of course, he is not a pedantic person, this world of aliens is the great rivers and lakes.

If you can do the first grade of junior high school with full performance, Longhushan can do the fifteenth grade.

You have to have this awareness when you come out to play.

However, he is not easy to kill.

At least this Ding Zhangan, he felt a little sympathy for each other.

"Old Ding, where did you learn these strange arts?"

"For example, your empty palm, and the long needle of that hidden weapon."

Ding Zhangan raised his head and sighed.

"Study skills everywhere, wandering around."

"Splitting the Empty Palm was learned in your Longhu Mountain."

"The ghost door needle was taught to me by my master Bi Yuan."

"Earth Xingxian was taught to me by an old man in his 70s who was the head of the Earth Xingxian sect back then."

Lin Lan was stunned for a moment, "Have you studied art in Longhu Mountain?"

Ding Zhangan nodded, "That's right, so last time I went to Longhu Mountain with all my heart, I didn't go."

Lin Lan was stunned, "So that's how it is."

It's so sad, it seems that Ding Zhang'an didn't learn anything good in Longhu Mountain.

I only learned the empty palm of the common people.

This thing seems to be learned by some new disciples and lay disciples outside the door.

Anyway, he didn't learn it.

It's not easy for Ding Zhang'an to practice like this!

In fact, what Lin Lan is most interested in is Ding Zhangan's pupil technique called Guan.

He has never dabbled in this field and is full of interest.

Lin Lan thought for a while and said, "Old Ding, since you have practiced in Longhu Mountain."

"Then we have a little relationship, so don't fight to the death."

"Why don't we communicate, what do you mean by 'view'?"

Ding Zhang'an was surprised when he heard this, and turned to look at Lin Lan.

"Do you want to learn my pupil technique?"

Lin Lan touched her nose, "I'm a little interested, if you don't mind."

"Excuse me!" Ding Zhangan said immediately, "I'll learn something, is it easy for me?"

"You know so many different skills, are you still not satisfied?"

"I learned four of the eight strange skills!"

"Tongtian Zhuan! Detain the spirit and send the general"

Ding Zhangan gritted his teeth and counted on the floor.

Before he could finish counting, Lin Lan took out a large handful of talismans and stuffed them into his hands.

"I'll change it with you, okay?"

When Ding Zhangan looked at the talisman in his hand, his eyes straightened.

"Why do you have so many talismans?"

Lin Lan said: "Don't be naughty, do you want to change?"

Ding Zhang'an hesitated for a long time, and put the talisman back into Lin Lan's hand.

He mumbled, "No change!"

hiss!Lin Lan was stunned, "Do you know how much it is?"

"Money?" Ding Zhangan said: "Anyway, if you don't change it, no matter how many talismans there are, it's still an external force."

Lin Lan was a little impressed, "Then what do you want in exchange?"

Ding Zhang'an thought for a while, and said expectantly: "Why don't you teach me a strange art too."

"Eh this?" Lin Lan hesitated.

It's not that he is reluctant, but that he doesn't have to teach.

Although he has a lot of different skills, he really doesn't have one that can be taught to outsiders.

The Golden Light Curse and Thunder Technique are master arts, and they must not be passed on to outsiders.

Nisheng Sanchong and Tongtian Zhuan, those are the unique skills of the Lu family.

Without Mr. Lu's consent, how could he teach abroad?

The same is true for Qimen, Mr. Lu talked to him for more than two hours!
It was Feng Zhenghao who taught him how to dispatch generals.

You can't ignore the feelings of the Feng family and spread it to the outside world, right?

The Immortal Thief Liuku was taught by the old heavenly master, and it is also related to Lu Linglong's master Quanzhen.

Nor can it be taught.

The space art, regardless of whether you can learn it or not, is Feng Shayan's innate art.

Not suitable for teaching others.

Then what else can he exchange for Ding Zhangan's pupil technique?

Lin Lan suddenly had a headache.

(End of this chapter)