Infinite, starting from Jinmen, the martial arts

Chapter 48: Seeing the man in black again late at night (please follow up)
"Why don't you try visualizing me?"

Chen Qingyang's words to He Yongqi made him a little confused.

His brows furrowed, with a hint of helplessness on his handsome face.

"Visualize you? Are you sure you can do it?"

"The ancient method of fighting gods is to visualize the great gods of all walks of life, and this..."

To be honest, He Yongqi was speechless at this moment by Chen Qingyang's whimsical idea.

Chen Qingyang smiled, sat next to He Yongqi, and said softly: "To put it bluntly, the core of the divine fighting method is spiritual power."

"The so-called inviting God, God himself is himself, there may be some mystery in it, but it doesn't matter who you are visualizing."

"Since you can't visualize your own success, why not try visualizing me? Maybe you can."

"If it works, you can also secretly cultivate a group of people and visualize me. Then you will have the power in your hands and you will still have a chance to compete with He Yiyi."

Although it took a long time to say it, He Yongqi was not completely free and easy in his heart, Chen Qingyang could see it.

Instead of forcing yourself to let go, you might as well give it a try, and maybe there will be different results.

He Yongqi was dubious and did not refuse, but a three-point blush suddenly appeared on his face.

He stood up quickly and said, "Let's go, let's go to Fujian first."

In this way, the two of them continued on their way, and three days later, exhausted, they entered Fujian.

In Fuzhou City, the two of them could only guess what the locals said and could not understand them at all.

I might be able to understand the Cantonese, but I really can't understand the Hokkien.

Paying for accommodation, meals, etc. all depends on gestures with two hands.

……

At night, in the Laiyun Inn in Fuzhou City, He Yongqi settled down and began to try to visualize Chen Qingyang's figure in his mind.

Chen Qingyang boasted about the magical fighting method, but he was the only one to succeed.

According to the White Lotus Sect, this method is also very mysterious and extremely difficult to succeed.

At present, only Chen Qingyang knows the mystery, so He Yongqi still plans to give it a try.

Maybe Chen Qingyang has selfish motives, but what difference does it make to He Yongqi?

His mood became more and more peaceful, and at the same time, Chen Qingyang's figure began to be constructed bit by bit in his mind.

Time passed quickly, and a night passed in the blink of an eye. He Yongqi opened his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"It's really interesting."

This night was different from the previous rush on the road. During the previous rush, I meditated at night and felt extremely uncomfortable the next day.

But after meditating all night last night, I felt energetic and didn't feel any discomfort at all.

Maybe Chen Qingyang is right, and it is possible to imagine him.

Opening the door, there were already many diners having breakfast on the first floor of the inn.

Knocking on Chen Qingyang's door, He Yongqi frowned.

The room was empty.

Finding the waiter, He Yongqi asked: "Where are the customers from 109?"

The waiter in the shop also looked confused and shook his head quickly: "Miss, I don't know, this man entered the room last night and never came out."

"Okay, I see."

He turned around and ordered a few side dishes, then returned to Chen Qingyang's room and sat down to have breakfast.

There are also White Lotus Sect forces in Fuzhou City, but He Yongqi doesn't want to use them.

Secondly, this was the first time that Chen Qingyang left himself alone and went out alone. Maybe he encountered something.

Although she felt a little uneasy, she was still ready to wait for Chen Qingyang to come back.

……

Chen Qingyang was not familiar with Fuzhou, after all, it was his first time here.

Looking at the barren mountains and ridges in front of him, the man in black he was chasing last night had long since disappeared.Last night, when Chen Qingyang had finished his visualization and was about to go to sleep, there was a soft sound of rubble outside the house, and a black shadow passed directly in front of him and ran wildly on the eaves.

Out of curiosity, Chen Qingyang followed.

However, he underestimated the man in black. He was so fast that he chased him all night but failed to catch up!
In order to force a stop, the two fought three times, with no more than three moves each time. This personal technique was so fast that it had never been seen before!

It is obvious that the strength has not penetrated the whole body, and has not even exhausted all the people who are fighting.

But his speed was no worse than the tall and thin Grandmaster Dan Jin whom he met in the desert.

Can you not be curious about this?

Therefore, I followed him all the way out of Fuzhou City and into this wilderness.

"The world is so vast and full of wonders."

It is truly amazing for a great martial arts master to be able to cultivate the speed of his movements to such an extent.

With a sigh, Chen Qingyang turned around and headed back the way he came.

Not long after he left, a small figure emerged from a large leafy tree more than 30 meters away.

His body is thin, but his legs are extremely strong. He is not tall. From a distance, he looks like a dwarf, only 1.4 meters tall.

There was a sense of agility in his eyes, looking at Chen Qingyang's leaving figure.

A low laugh appeared in his mouth: "The Divine Palm Chen Wudi."

"Hey, it's not that big of a deal, I'm still eating ashes from behind!"

With a chuckle, he turned around, kicked off his legs, hung on the tree, and disappeared.

A living monkey roaming the forest!

After chasing him all night, Chen Qingyang didn't know how far he had chased, but he had traveled at least two hundred miles!
I'll probably go back at noon.

"What's this? I'm afraid those girls will go crazy waiting for it..."

The figure's footsteps instantly became three points faster, and afterimages were drawn out in the wilderness.

He was still very interested in the person he met last night. The speed of his movements was truly astonishing. He probably had some kind of unique skill.

Speaking of which, this person is the second person who came to this world and escaped from his hands.

After all, he was a Dan Jin before, but now he has turned into Jin. Thinking about his name, he really can't show it on his face.

Rushing frantically to Fuzhou City, He Yongqi was sitting in Chen Qingyang's room, his face getting darker and darker.

The worried look in his eyes did not diminish. By noon, he could no longer sit still and walked out of Chen Qingyang's room.

After leaving the inn, after wandering around for some time, I saw a lotus flower on the wall of a tailor shop and walked in.

After leaving the tailor shop half an hour later, all the White Lotus cultists in Fuzhou City were also dispatched.

When she returned to the inn, she found that Chen Qingyang had returned.

When he went up, a palm came towards Chen Qingyang with strong wind.

Chen Qingyang yelled, turned sideways and grabbed his wrist with a claw, turned over and pressed He Yongqi down on the table.

"Crazy bitches!"

"My crazy bitch, Chen Qingyang, your uncle, I didn't see anyone last night, I was afraid that you would die!"

"Why are you coming back?"

"Why didn't you die outside?"

The back foot was like a poisonous scorpion hook, heading straight towards Chen Qingyang's crotch.

Chen Qingyang was so frightened that he quickly let go, turned around, and walked out of the room.

"Don't fight, I'll explain to you!"

"Let me beat you first!"

"Tigress! I'm really afraid of you!"

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