From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

"No." Gu Heng shook his head. Before he came to the stone gate, Xiao Jinwu fluttered his wings and landed in front of the gate. In an instant, the thick stone gate and the copper in it melted and fell to the ground, revealing a cell inside.

噗噗

The copper slurry fell to the ground, causing the ground to squeak.

The cell was not big and smelled like hell.

In the cell stood a unkempt, ragged man who looked like a savage.

On the wall, there are eight mummified corpses hanging there, which should be the masters of the so-called eight sects.

Although Gu Santong's appearance was embarrassed, his eyes were bright, and there was no sign of weakness. When he saw the two, he couldn't help but froze in place, holding a half-eaten spider in his hand.

"He's my father?" Cheng Zhifei didn't dare to accept his father's appearance at all, and the smell of this prison made him nauseated.

Staying here for [-] years is something that people can do?

"Not bad." Gu Heng used his infuriating energy to block the stench long ago, and nodded when he heard the words, "He was the number one expert in the world twenty years ago, the undefeated urchin Gu Santong."

"Hey, I didn't expect that after twenty years, someone still remembers me."

The voice fell, and the person had already rushed over and slapped Gu Heng for a point on his body.

Although he could see how powerful Gu Heng was, Gu Santong was unwilling to stand still.

Snapped

bang

Before the palm touched the person, Gu Santong felt like hitting a flexible wall, and the whole person flew back and hit the wall directly.

噗

The next moment, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his breath weakened a bit.

"So strong." Gu Santong's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe it at all, "How can there be such a strong person in the world, even if Zhu ignores me in person, it is impossible to defeat me so easily."

"Young Master Gu is merciful." In the end, there is a blood relationship, and Cheng Zheng persuaded quickly.

Looking at Gu Santong, "Mr. Gu, please stop first."

"Why didn't you say it was my son?" Gu Santong was surprised.

Cheng Zheng smiled bitterly: "I just found out that I have a father, and I don't know if you are my father."

His eyes fell on Gu Heng.

"Also ask Young Master Gu to tell the truth."

Gu Heng nodded: "Of course you can tell. However, Mr. Gu needs to trade his martial arts to me afterwards."

"Trading martial arts?" Gu Santong's eyes flashed, "So it is. As long as you can prove that this kid is my son, martial arts is nothing. However, we are making such a big noise here, the jailer of Tianjing. I'm afraid it will come down soon."

"Don't worry, I won't let them hear the voice below, they naturally won't hear it." Gu Heng was extremely confident, "Next, let the two of you have a look at your own life and past."

With a thought, the laptop fell into his hands and opened the downloaded TV drama number one in the world.

It's not that he knew in advance what this world was, but that he had downloaded many TV dramas on his laptop and prepared many laptops.

When he arrives in a certain world, he can directly access the corresponding computer.

The singing sounded, and Gu Santong and Cheng Zhengfei quickly got together to watch.

Gu Heng did not join in the fun, but waited aside.

One day and one night, I watched dozens of TV series.

During this period, Gu Santong has kindly caught spiders and gave them a snack.

But was rejected.

In the end, it was Gu Heng who took out food for the two of them from his personal space.

However, he himself did not eat it.

The environment here is so stinky, not a good place to dine at all.

"I didn't expect this kid to be really my son?"

"Damn it, Zhu Tiedan actually put it together again!"

"Tianxiang cardamom must be obtained, Su Xin must not give it to that bastard Zhu Tiedan."

Cheng Zhengfei was also stunned: "I didn't expect that the savage in front of him was really his own father.

"Okay, now that you've finished reading, let's go out." Gu Heng looked at Gu Santong's dark palm, but didn't take back the laptop, "Mr. Gu probably doesn't want to stay here, right?"

"Of course not." Gu Santong shook his head, "unless I'm stupid."

"Walk."

Gu Santong grabbed the right and wrong, followed behind Gu Heng, and easily got out of the prison all the way.

On the way, Gu Heng wrapped the three of them in the air with an air of no sign, even if they swaggered past the jailer, these people would turn a blind eye.

After leaving the prison and finding an inn, Gu Heng asked Gu Santong and Cheng Zhifei to clean up their appearance.

After an hour, the combing was finished.

Gu Santong became a tall, gray-haired Yingwei man, who changed his clothes, and his temperament was greatly improved.

"Sit down." The three gathered in the guest room, Gu Heng threw a bottle over, "Here are three Heaven Returning Pills, enough for Mr. Gu to restore his body to its heyday."

"Many thanks to Young Master Gu." Gu Santong handed over his hands with a solemn expression, "I will write to you the martial arts of the eight major schools, as well as the King Kong Indestructible Magic, and the Great Law of Absorbing Gong."

"I hope Mr. Gu won't let me down." Gu Heng nodded, left the pen and paper, and returned to his room.

This time, only the ancient three links and the right and wrong are left in the room.

"It seems that Young Master Gu is very impressed by my trick of ignoring Zhu, and he is afraid that I will cheat." Gu Santong smiled bitterly.

Right and wrong: "It should just be a reminder that even if you leave a mistake in martial arts, you can't deceive him."

"Yeah!" Gu Santong nodded, "However, you don't have to do it like this, and Young Master Gu is not an outsider."

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Lift the pen, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and writes.

The martial arts of the eight major schools, coupled with the inheritance of Tianchi Weixia, are enough for him to write for a long time.

This night, he has to work harder.

"Boy, this is the magic of the indestructible King Kong, learn it with your heart, and I will teach you when you have time." After writing a martial arts book, Gu Santong threw the cheats aside, "By the way, are you literate?"

Cheng Zhengfei looked embarrassed: "Know some."

Cheng Huan (Lan Gu) actually asked her husband to teach her children, but because she was out of her mind, she didn't learn anything, and she didn't get much.

There are very few words recognized, and some even recognize only half of them.

In the play, the eight schools of martial arts written on him are written, so how can he learn and sell now if he is illiterate?

Coupled with the impression left by Gu Santong's teaching, he was able to recall those martial arts before he could play it on the spot.

"Uh... I will teach you to read tomorrow, how can the son of my undefeated urchin Gu Santong be illiterate." Gu Santong was speechless and took back the secret book. martial arts."

After speaking, he concentrated on writing the secret book.

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It was not until the sky was bright that all the cheats were written down.

"Huh, it's finally done." Gu Santong breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked back, he found that Cheng Zhifei was lying on his side and fell asleep, "This kid actually stayed with me all night?"

My heart couldn't help but feel warm, and I recognized Cheng's right and wrong.

Picking up the secret book, Gu Santong came outside Gu Heng's room and knocked on the door.

"come in."

Gu Santong entered the room and saw that Gu Heng was neatly dressed, so he handed over a stack of cheats: "Master Gu, these are the cheats."

"Okay." Gu Heng nodded and threw a few pieces of silver over, "Go ahead and do it first, I'll greet you if you need it."

"Then Gu will retire first." Gu Santong took the money, closed the door, and left gently.

When I came outside, I heard the sound of breakfast shouting outside, and a smile appeared on my face: "That silly boy should wake up too, I'll buy some breakfast and go back."

With that said, he walked out of the inn.

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"The martial arts of this world are indeed different from the world of Jinwu. The spirit and spirit are parallel, unlike Jinwu, which is very partial." After roughly flipping through a few cheat books, Gu Heng came to a conclusion.

In the world of Jinwu, all martial arts have one characteristic: the first qi practice.

The martial arts of strength training like "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" are different.

As for cultivating gods, or martial arts that have the performance of cultivating gods, those are even rarer.

On the other hand, in the world's first world, a gong-absorbing university can absorb people's spirit and spirit, and even other people's martial arts insights can also be absorbed.

The three swords of Abidao can even be enchanted and exert stronger power.

These martial arts are obviously already using the power of the spirit.

In addition, there is a great achievement in refining the vajra indestructible magic.

This little golden man's unique skills are definitely very good in refining one; Qi training is stronger than Jin Wu, but the routines are similar.

"There seems to be very few martial arts in this world to cultivate internal strength." Gu Heng frowned, suddenly found a blind spot, and flipped through the martial arts cheats, but he did not find any martial arts related to internal strength.

Gu Heng was suddenly stunned when he thought of the richness of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

"People from this world are indeed qualified to directly cultivate true qi, because the concentration of spiritual qi has basically reached the standard." Jiu.

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Gu Santong said as a matter of course: "Mr. Gu said internal power? The power of that thing is much worse than true qi. Anyone with talent will not bother to practice, only ordinary people with talent will practice internal power."

"And the aptitude is ordinary, and the comprehension is generally not too strong, so there is very little magic about internal strength."

Speaking of which, he pointed to the palace.

"Besides, the Dynasty probably doesn't want too many martial artists. The less internal martial arts, the better. Even the true qi martial arts, the Dynasty probably wants it to disappear directly. It's just that they don't dare to do too much."