Swordsman in Tianlong

() "Take the enemy's internal power and store it in my sea of ​​Qi..."

Chu Feng felt the process of his internal strength almost growing from scratch. This process is different from ordinary people's polishing bit by bit, but an intuitive increase.He could feel the inner force running continuously in his body, returning to the sea of ​​qi, and then flowing around the whole body again.

The sun rises out of the east, creating a myriad of brilliance.

Chu Feng identified the direction, looked north and galloped away.If in the past Chu Feng only heard about the marvels of internal power, today's running wildly can be regarded as a real experience.Intuitively speaking, when ordinary people run for a mile or two, their bodies gradually become fatigued. If they are not restrained, the accumulated fatigue will slowly overwhelm the will of the person.

But under the circulation of internal energy, Chu Feng only felt light and healthy, and the feeling of fatigue in his memory seemed to have never appeared before.He had a vague illusion that as long as he wanted to, he could keep running with all his strength.Illusions are illusions after all, Master Jueyuan, Zhang Sanfeng's master, told Chu Feng very clearly that such things as sitting on Shaoshi Mountain, illusions will definitely kill people.

After more than half an hour, the sound of "rumbling" water came into his ears, and Chu Feng counted his feet, knowing that the Lancang River was approaching again.When he was running blindly, he didn't feel it, but when he slowed down, Chu Feng suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.There is only less than one-third of the internal energy in the dantian, and it is hard for Chu Feng to imagine how tragic it will be if the internal energy is exhausted.

There was no one left or right, so Chu Feng picked a secluded place, sat cross-legged, and slowly recovered his internal strength.The internal force is like water, and the meridians are like rivers.Nowadays, the "river" of Chu Feng is narrow and the water flow is gradually drying up.If the internal strength is not refined, there is also the yang of inadequacy, and there is a sense of dryness in the gentleness.Chu Feng stood up, took a few steps forward, and looked at the jasper-like Lancang River, his heart was also full of waves.The river water is green and blue, blowing up with the wind, hitting the strange rocks on both sides of the river, breaking apart like pearls.Martial arts and martial arts, the impact of the word "Wu" always comes more directly.The first murder didn't leave any psychological shadow on him, let alone such mysterious things as inner demons.

This may be because Qian Guanghao is the type who rushes to die.It's just that the three-foot blue sharp edge in the hand is a life.Happy or not, only you know.Chu Feng never believed in the saying that with greater ability comes greater responsibility. Ability is exhausted sometimes, and the word responsibility is often never just spoken.As far as the word "wu" is concerned, how many people in the big world can beat Qiao Feng, but in the end they died after breaking an arrow outside Yanmen Pass.This kind of life is lamentable and respectable, but Chu Feng has no intention of doing it.

Ten days ago, on the Lancang River, he was almost forced to fall to his death by that gangster Guanghao.However, the world has changed, and today's aggressive Dongzong disciple has already laid his corpse on the barren mountain.When he first came to the Lancang River, he still looked up to the martial arts with a little bit of longing. Today, he has Beiming Divine Art in his body, and his inner strength has just formed.

Chu Feng took out the silk scroll with "Beiming Divine Art" and "Lingbo Weibu" from his bosom, and was slightly lost in thought.Today is actually considered a dangerous trip, if it is not that Qian Guanghao who comes, but Zuo Zimu himself.Undoubtedly, there will be many "immeasurable old immortals" in the world from now on.

On the silk scroll, the Beiming Divine Art is mostly a method of internal force transfer, so it is not difficult to memorize it by force.Chu Feng silently wrote it twice, and it was accurate.On the contrary, in the eyes of Duan Yu, Ling Bowei's footwork, which could not be easier for beginners, fell into Chu Feng's hands, which is really a bit of a hidden gem.However, even if he doesn't understand the principles in the Book of Changes, Chu Feng has benefited a lot just by following the footwork matched in the silk scroll.

Looking at the silk scroll in his hand, Chu Feng thought with a smile: When traveling in the rivers and lakes, you never expect to lose treasure by fighting monsters; .While thinking, the left hand has already lit a torch, burning that treasure that almost affects the entire martial arts world.

Going north to the Central Plains, after all, you have to cross the Lancang River.

I don't know if it's the bridge on the Lancang River, but it's probably the kind of wooden boards laid on the iron cables.Looking at the chain bridge in front of him, Chu Feng's thoughts could not help but return to "Shanren Ferry". If the yellow-browed monk hadn't rescued him in front of the chain bridge, he might have given his own life like this.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Feng made up his mind, walked over to the iron chain bridge, stepped out, and it was Wanli of Shenzhou.

Perhaps, before a good man crosses the valley, there will be thousands of calamities;

In Nianhua Temple, there is an old monk with yellow eyebrows;

In the imperial city of Dali, there are scholars studying hard;

In Tianlong Temple, there are ancient trees whirling...

It's a pity that although this place is good, it is not my hometown.The southern country is peaceful, so let him be peaceful.He was not at all curious about the reaction of the invisible man who wiped out the Northern Sect, knowing that there was still a disciple of the Northern Sect remaining in the world.Dozens of people have been killed, is Chu Feng alone?

The girl in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations was holding the small gift her father had just given her with both hands, who knew that the little marten sprinted towards her face, causing her to jump up in fright.Who knew that the little mink turned around and landed firmly on her shoulder, with its little tail brushing against her ear, making the little girl "giggle" while dodging.

As the prince of Dali, Duan Yu in the imperial city looked at his father in surprise: You let me get close to the Buddha's nature since I was a child, but first you asked me to learn some skills of killing and setting fire. How could this happen?

In Tianlong Temple, Master Ku Rong took a bowl of clear water from the little novice monk, and after decades of dry meditation, once he learned it, a little joy inevitably arose in his heart.Unexpectedly, there was a loud "boom" on the side, and when he looked back, the little novice was so frightened by his own face that he collapsed to the ground.

The yellow-browed monk looked at the unfamiliar corpse in front of him with some confusion. For a junior disciple of Wuliang Dongzong like Qian Guanghao, even if he died, it would not be a big deal.It won't cause any trouble to him, he just thought sullenly: Brother Gu, if you had the evil spirit of your apprentice back then, you wouldn't be so angry that you would go away...

ps: The first volume is over, and Chu Feng's achievements may not be satisfactory in the end, but the general storyline should be drawn out.

ps2: The second volume will enter a small explosive period of the plot, and theoretically there will be a heroine.

ps3: Bei Ming and Ling Bo will shine in the second volume, but they will definitely not be invincible by simply sucking Xiao Luo.

ps4: It seems that there is no need to emphasize this. This is the first two years of the plot, and this time point is chosen...Obviously there is a purpose.