Fantasy: It turns out I'm a supreme martial god

Take the first seven stars and the next step across the tiger, double hundred lotus as the head gun, diamond tamping cone

A whole set of Taijiquan moves and falls. Yi Feng puts on a gray robe and stands up to finish.

"Yes!"

"Flowing Clouds and flowing water, high!"

Looking back on the Taijiquan just now, Yi Feng freely praised it with complacency. With his understanding and understanding of boxing, if he put it in modern times, it would be a good generation of masters.

But now

It's useless.

Yi Feng shook his head reluctantly, waved the dust on his body, picked up the ceramic kettle and lay down in the recliner.

He has been through this world for 20 years, which is very different from previous lives. This is a world of cultivation respected by the strong. It is not too much for the strong to wave to destroy the city, move mountains and seas, and pick stars with their bare hands.

Yi Feng, who opened a fried chicken shop in his previous life and did nothing, was very ambitious when he first passed through. He wanted to make great achievements and fix a few nuns who were more beautiful than stars. It's a fast day.

What he didn't expect was that he was born with blocked meridians and was not the material for cultivation at all.

"Ding - the fist technique is perfect and has reached the level of being comparable to God."

Hearing the sound of the system, Yi Feng had no fluctuation in his heart, and even wanted to curse his mother

"Host: Yi Feng."

"Age: 20."

"Cultivation: mortal."

Achievement: "fist technique (equal to God)."

"Sword technique (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

"Stick technique (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

"Sabre technique (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

"Palm technique (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

"Strike iron (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

"Draw books (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

"Heal (shoulder to shoulder with God)."

……

Yes, Yi Feng crossed here and got his golden finger.

But the golden finger didn't bring him anything about cultivation. I also sent a martial arts school. All other things promoted are related to the martial arts school.

Through his efforts and systematic help over the years, all these skills have been trained into the highest state of "being on the same level with God".

It is said that it is comparable to God. In previous lives, it is afraid that it is also a big celebrity. It can be broadcast live on TV.

But here, what's the use?

Let alone an expert, even if a low-level martial artist gives him a fist, he can't stand it

Struggled, vomit trough, and make complaints about it, but over the past years, Yi Feng has also put down the practice. It's not enough to practice. It's good to watch a salted fish, cough, and master.

After all, he also thought that it's hard to say whether he can live or not when he really cultivates. He may have to go to the secret realm. If he's not careful, he may be cool.

Looking at the sunshine outside the window, Yi Feng got up, stretched and opened the store door.

Then, he took out a lot of martial arts moves he painted in the book and put them out.

In fact, this is his biggest source of income, because few people really let him teach Kung Fu. Although those mortals can't practice because of their talent, they are tired day and night. At least they have absorbed some aura, which may be more powerful than him.

So I sell these "martial arts secrets" and can make a living.

Business is not good or bad, but it's OK.

Of course, most buyers also buy pictures and stories for children.

"There are a lot of monks recently!" Looking at the streamer across the horizon, Yi Feng sighed.

You can't practice, but it's not far from the monk. There are two large gates not far from Pingjiang city. Many disciples will also come to the city to buy some daily necessities.

"It is said that the two great ancestors of qingtianmen and xuanwuzong made a life and death bet. Just a few days later, countless Nansha friars came to watch the war." Said a small vendor next door who knew Yi Feng.

"Oh."

Yi Feng nodded and didn't continue to pay attention. After all, it had nothing to do with him.

"Eh, sister, it's strange for you to read these books. I've never seen such books."

Just then, two beautiful shadows, one big and one small, appeared in front of the door.

The little one is braided. Although he hasn't yet made Yu complete hair, from his facial features, when he grows up, he also looks like a nation and a city. He blinks a pair of smart big eyes and looks curiously at the martial arts book on Yi Feng's stall.

Another woman is very different.

Dressed in white, standing there gives people a feeling of a fairy coming down to earth. The face is absolutely beautiful, but it gives people a cold color, as cold as ice, as if it refuses people thousands of miles away.

"Cultivator!"

Yi Feng looked at the two women and was slightly surprised.

The two girls were beautiful. I didn't expect to be monks. This was the first time for him.

The woman in white Luo Lanxue also looked at Yi Feng.

Sitting leisurely, the grey robe is spotless, and the beautiful face is always with a faint smile, giving people a sense of being free from vulgarity.

In short, it makes people look comfortable.

"Unfortunately, he is a mortal."

Lolan snow then took back her eyes and showed some disdain. Even if mortals are mortals, they are just ants.

"Sister, I want to buy one." The little girl Yin Luoli didn't think so much and blinked at Luolan snow.

Lolan snow pretty eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

The duel between her master and xuanwuzong's ancestor was just a few days later. It was said that each had its own merits, but as a disciple of qingtianmen's ancestor, she understood that the odds of winning were no more than 20%.

Now qingtianmen is in the midst of fire and water. Her little martial sister has such leisure and elegance, which makes her angry.

"Luo Li, let's go." Lolan snow scolded with her.

"Sister, I want it."

Yin Luoli raised his small mouth and said pitifully.

"Luo Li, we still have something to do. Don't waste time." Lolan Xue taught, "besides, as friars, what can you buy from mortals?"

Yi Feng's face was black.

That's not nice.

Yin Luoli lowered his head and pouted his mouth. His beautiful eyes were full of water mist, but he still stopped in front of Yi Feng's stall and refused to go.

Luolan's snow surface is like frost. I really don't know how to say Yin Luoli.

With a wave of his hand, a gold coin fell into Yi Feng's hand. He picked up the martial arts book and left with Yin Luoli.

"Hey, hey, one gold coin is not enough!" Yi Feng looked at the gold coin in his hand and shouted quickly.

But it was Lolan Xue's cold eyes that ushered in, which made Yi Feng swallow the next words, so he had to look for the steps and say, "it's all right. This little girl is very cute. Let's send her!"

After they left, Yi Feng gave instructions in the direction they left.

If you can't beat me, I'll open the flowers for you!

Yin Luoli was very happy after he got the martial arts book. He left everything else behind and read it with relish.

"Wow, sister, this book is really good!" Yin Luoli couldn't help exclaiming.

Lolan snow ignored her, a painting book of mortals. What's good?

"Sister, sister, just take a look!" Yin Luoli couldn't help holding luolanxue's jade hand and said, "it's really beautiful."

Lorraine's face was sullen.

It's hard to predict the way behind Qingtian gate. She didn't have any intention to see these things. Just about to turn around and teach a lesson, she inadvertently saw the pattern in a corner of the martial arts book.

In an instant, Qiao's body trembled.

She just felt something terrible coming to her face, and suddenly her face turned pale, followed by a mouthful of blood.