Log in and fight a hundred years in advance

Chapter 61 Mysterious Kung Fu, Emperor?
Seeing that Zhao Li had settled in the clan and would go up the mountain in the future, the village chief thought for a moment and asked Zhao Li to join the training team in the village.

When Zhao Li heard what the village said, he became excited and asked quickly.

"Can I? Can I be as powerful as these big brothers?"

Seeing Zhao Li's thin appearance, the village chief did not nod unconscionably. He just smiled and said in a humming voice:
"Guawazi, what are you thinking about? They are the most powerful hunters in the village. You, a skinny monkey, still want to compete with them. You should practice hard and make yourself stronger first."

Zhao Li nodded, said oh, stopped talking, and quietly followed the crowd, waiting to share the meat.

In the past two months or so, Zhao Li has established himself in the village. Everyone has regarded him as a villager, and they will take him with them whenever anything happens.

However, it was only in the past 30 years that Zhao Li experienced this kind of peaceful rural life again. His mentality was completely different from before.

Soon, Zhao Li got the monster meat that was allocated to him and carried it back to the wooden house he built. He began to look forward to tomorrow.

There was nothing to say all night, and it was just dawning the next day. Zhao Li got up early, cleaned up briefly, and went to the square in front of the ancestral hall.

Zhao Li had been observing for two months and naturally knew that the training was at this place.

Standing here alone, looking at the ancestral hall, he knew that there were sacrifices here, but there was only one clay statue inside. Zhao Li didn't know his identity. If he met the sacrifices in the future, he would understand it after thinking about it.

Immediately, Zhao Li stopped paying attention to the ancestral hall and focused on preparing for the next training.

Perhaps, after today, a corner of the veil of this mysterious little world will be unveiled.

Soon, people came one after another on the playground and greeted each other.

Zhao Li naturally counted the time and would not come here early to wait.

About two quarters of an hour later, seeing that almost all the people had arrived, Zhao Li swept through the crowd and saw that most of the villagers, aged over eight and under 30, were here, regardless of gender, and felt emotional:
"Everyone is a soldier, that's why."

Zhao Li followed the crowd, imitating others and forming a line.

Soon, Zhao Li saw Qing Zhuang, who had returned from hunting yesterday, appearing here.

They are already some of the strongest people in the village.

"Today is the same as usual. Let's practice for an hour first."

With that said, a few people led everyone to practice.

Zhao Li has 'seen' this scene many times. In the past two months, the villagers have been organized to practice almost every two days.

However, in Zhao Li's observation, he didn't find anything special about this kind of training. Even Zhao Li imitated their movements and practiced, but there was still no special effect.

Now, Zhao Li was mixed in the team and practicing with the crowd. Although he performed well, he was quickly pulled out alone by the young man who was passing by to supervise.

Lingposhan took Zhao Li aside, looked at Zhao Li, and frowned:
"Well, are you the one who escaped from other villages? You have practiced invisibly and without spirit. Didn't you learn it in the original village?"

Zhao Li felt something in his heart, fearing that there was more than one village as powerful as this Xiaoling Village.

He didn't panic, he was a little depressed:
"I don't know. We haven't had a hunter as powerful as you for a long time. It's because of this that we couldn't withstand the attack of the monster."

Seeing Zhao Li's appearance, Lingposhan felt a little embarrassed, and then he said in a loud voice:
"I'm a quick talker. Don't mind. If you haven't learned anything yet, I'll teach you and you will become a powerful hunter."

Zhao Li nodded firmly:
"I want to protect everyone."

Ling Poshan was silent and taught Zhao Li bit by bit.

"When we practice martial arts, one needs to coordinate with the visualization of the emperor, and the other needs to coordinate with the breathing, so that we can mobilize the spiritual energy to strengthen the body. You have a thin body, so you must learn hard."

Zhao Li nodded, indicating that he understood, but he became more and more confused, thinking?Emperor?who is he?
Lingposhan's teachings were very detailed, but he had a preconception that every village had a statue of the emperor, and he would visualize the emperor, but he didn't say much about visualization, and just taught Zhao Li the breathing method.The breathing rhythm is not difficult, but the breath is very particular. Lingposhan only dictates it, and it is difficult to explain clearly from the inside. Under such circumstances, it took Zhao Li a long time to master it.

"Very good. You still have some basics. Combined with the skills just now, practice more, and your body will get better. You are really too thin. I will give you more meat next time. You practice first, and I will go and see them. "

Zhao Li's mastery speed was not slow. Lingposhan only thought that Zhao Li had some basic skills in the past. Seeing that Zhao Li had almost mastered it, he urged him and went to see other people.

Zhao Li thanked him and slowly started practicing.

Suddenly, Zhao Li felt that the Dou Qi in his body began to accelerate, and it quickly completed a cycle. The quantity did not increase, but the quality became more and more condensed.

Zhao Li was shocked. At the beginning of his training, Zhao Li paid great attention to his foundation. After the technique was created, he became more and more conscious of condensing his fighting spirit. Even if it was not as good as the condensing effect of Fallen Heart Flame, which was known as a cheating tool in practice, it was still more condensing than ordinary people. To some extent, this is one of the reasons for his amazing combat power.

He originally thought that his fighting spirit was already extremely condensed, but he never thought that under this unknown training, the quality of his fighting spirit would be improved to a higher level.

Although this is a good thing, Zhao Li is still extremely cautious, fearing that it is an evil method.

After running it several times, Zhao Li found no other abnormalities except for the increasingly condensed fighting spirit. He relaxed and continued the drill.

An hour later, Ling Poshan asked everyone to stop.

"Today's training will start here, and then everyone will compete and communicate on their own."

After he finished speaking, everyone gathered together in twos and threes.

The two little guys who invited him to school before came to Zhao Li and looked at Zhao Li with some expectation:
"Brother, please continue telling us the story from before, the little one's story."

Zhao Li smiled. When he saw this village before, he couldn't help but think of Dahuang Stone Village. He told the two little guys the story of No. [-]. Unexpectedly, the two of them became addicted to it.

"Okay, I'll just say it. Let's go and sit over there."

Zhao Li pointed to the big tree on the edge of the square and led the two of them to the tree. Lingpo Mountain was also here.

Zhao Li was minding his own business talking to the two little guys. After he finished talking about walking out of the wilderness on the [-]th, he stopped. Zhao Li sighed:
"I really hope he can succeed and become someone like an emperor."

Lingposhan was listening there. He also sympathized with the little guy Zhao Li was talking about. He even suspected that it was some little guy who went out from Zhao Li's village.

Just hearing Zhao Li's expectations made me smile in my heart. People like the emperor are rare even in legends.

Zhao Li released the bait, but no fish came to bite him. He was still a little regretful.

He is very curious about the emperor now. He mentions the emperor intentionally or unintentionally, hoping that someone will talk to him.

It was getting brighter and Lingposhan asked everyone to disperse.

From then on, Zhao Li practiced every day, and he found that the best effect was at that hour in the early morning.

Then Zhao Li didn't waste any time and just practiced with everyone. The rest of the time was spent in school, home, two o'clock and one line.

Zhao Li understood that the emperor was probably the one in the ancestral hall, but Zhao Li still didn't know much about him. He only knew that all the villages in this world believed in him. In addition, Zhao Li had learned nothing about this visualization method.

Time passed by, just two months passed by.

After another two months of studying, Zhao Li was finally able to match most words with their sounds and meanings.

Zhao Li recalled the stone pillars standing outside the ruins hall and translated the words engraved on them, which is exactly:
"Inducing spirits thousands of miles away, condensing Qi into Hunyuan."

(End of this chapter)