I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

Chapter One Hundred and Eight

But at his age, Zhu Xiong is only seven years old...

He was a little entangled, but Zhu Xiongying said: "But there is a condition. "

"Conditions? Your Highness said! "

Zhang Sanfeng said quickly.

But Zhu Xiongying pointed at Song Yuanqiao and said: "In the future, his son must be called Song Qingshu!" "

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned.

Song Yuanqiao said weakly: "Your Highness, the poor road still has no children..."

"Then I don't care, I have to call Song Qingshu anyway."

"Yes..."

After agreeing to such an inexplicable request, Zhu Xiongying was satisfied, there are no novel characters? Then I can't make it myself.

It can also be regarded as solving a small matter.

At that moment, he said: "Learn martial arts, come, pick it yourself." "

Saying that, he threw a few books to Zhang Sanfeng from the desk, well, it was again studied by him recently when he had nothing to do.

But Zhang Sanfeng was caught off guard, and quickly looked at it, and suddenly his face showed shock: "So many books? Are they all the kind of cheats of Jinyiwei? "

"Sort of."

"This, this..."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng became excited.

Quickly opened the book to read, and then cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he turned several books in a row.

The more I look at the shock in my heart, the stronger it is.

This any secret book can be called a treasure trove of martial arts, which can allow you to study for many years.

And now...

Zhu Xiongying was actually like selling goods, throwing out so many copies at will?

It's child's play.

Zhang Sanfeng had an unreal trance for a while.

I just feel like I've lived in vain.

Compared with these cheats that Zhu Xiongying casually threw out, the taijiquan that he worked hard for many years to create is simply like a joke...

But Zhu Xiongying explained very calmly:

"These cheats are not profound, but they are enough to refine internal power, you better cultivate the Nine Yang True Skill plus the Nine Yin True Sutra, the two complement each other and can refine the Yin and Yang Internal Force."

"Internal force?"

Zhang Sanfeng was a little confused: "What is that?" "

True Qi is also something that Zhu Xiongying came up with.

The people who practice martial arts in this era only rely on the power of their fists and feet, and there is nothing such as internal force in martial arts novels.

Zhang Sanfeng is more than a hundred years old, and he can still move with Jin Yiwei without falling behind, which is already a heaven-defying level.

But now Zhang Sanfeng heard the word internal force, but he didn't know how to be strong.

Zhu Xiongying patiently explained: "When martial arts comes to an end, wonderful changes will occur, and a force will naturally arise in the body, which I call internal force. "

"Those who practice internal strength can be called an acquired martial artist, a hundred years of life, well, you can be regarded as standing on the threshold of an acquired martial artist, and this secret can push you."

"And this statement?"

Zhang Sanfeng said in shock.

This statement is too mysterious, so that he can't believe it, can the human body still cultivate power?

"In my opinion, the acquired martial artist is just the beginning!" Zhu Xiongying continued: "When the internal force is cultivated to the limit in the body, the internal force can be released externally. "

"You can kill people in the air, with one enemy and a hundred, it's not a problem!"

"At this point, I call it the innate realm!"

"This... Can you really kill people in the air? "

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't accept this information, killing people in the air? It's like a myth.

But Song Zhong just smiled proudly: "What is there, can what His Highness said be fake?" "

Saying that, he raised his hand and waved, only to see a burst of energy burst out and go through the window.

A chirping bird in a tree outside was hit hard, screamed miserably, and fell.

"This..."

Zhang Sanfeng also looked at Song Zhong in shock, before he heard that Song Zhong's martial arts were more than ten times that of those hundred households, and he felt that it was somewhat exaggerated.

Now I know that this is still said in a small way!

Condensing internal force, killing people in the air, how is this more than ten times stronger?

It's incredibly strong.

Although he has repeatedly overestimated the strength of these cheats, now it seems that he still underestimated ah...

"Commander Song makes this the pinnacle of martial arts!"

He was even more in awe of these martial arts books in front of him, but he felt that his knowledge was still too short-sighted, and he did not see the true mystery of these martial arts in front of him.

Who knew that Zhu Xiongying disgusted: "His talent is not good, his cultivation speed is too slow, and if he continues like this, it will take five years to go further." "

"Is there a realm above the innate?"

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't close his mouth.

"Of course." Zhu Xiongying nodded and said: "If you cultivate your internal strength to the extreme, you can sublimate and turn into true qi, no matter what martial arts, if you use it with true qi, you will have the power of a thousand enemies!" "

"True Qi..."

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned when he heard this, the internal force was enough to shock himself, but this true qi was stronger than the internal force?

With the power of one person, the strength of a thousand, how powerful is this?

It's unimaginable!

But......

"Your Highness, at this point, it should always be the pinnacle of martial arts, right?"

Zhang Sanfeng swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said with a dry mouth.

"This is where to go, this step can only be called a martial arts grandmaster, and then there is a grandmaster, transcendent saint, forget it, you don't understand."

Zhang Sanfeng only felt Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi when he heard it, and his heart was shocked one after another, and he was even more embarrassed when he heard it.

He has practiced martial arts for many years, and the world calls himself a martial arts grandmaster, and he seems to have become accustomed to it and accepted this title in his heart.

Outcome......

In the eyes of Zhu Xiongying.

Only when the true qi is released can he be called a martial arts grandmaster.

That his own complacent mentality is simply a joke in Zhu Xiongying's eyes.

Compared with the martial arts grandmaster divided by Zhu Xiongying, his so-called martial arts grandmaster is simply a huge gap between the people and the emperor...

"In the past, Poor Dao did not know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and vainly called the martial arts grandmaster, but today I saw His Highness, only then did I know what it is to sit in the well and watch the sky."

Zhang Sanfeng wiped a cold sweat and said with deep emotion.

As for further up... That great master, and even the transcendent realm of sainthood, Zhu Xiongying did not say, he did not dare to ask more.

That's not the field you can touch...

That is already an unattainable realm, it is impossible to touch it yourself, just to the grandmaster level, it is enough to digest it yourself for a long time!

"Don't be presumptuous, you've done a good job." Zhu Xiongying just smiled.

"Then what realm is His Highness now?"

When Zhang Sanfeng heard this, the awe of Zhu Xiongying in his heart was beyond words.

Such a precious secret code, casually thrown to yourself, this martial arts realm division, it is even more obvious.

What does this mean?

This shows that Zhu Xiongying's realm is far higher than he imagined.

Only by standing on the top of the mountain can you clearly overlook the bottom and divide the realm of martial arts.

I just don't know how high Zhu Xiongying is standing now!

"My realm..." Zhu Xiongying just smiled slightly and said, "It's probably as tall as a three-story building." "

"Three floors?"

Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, but he savored it, although he didn't understand, it must be because his realm was too low, and he couldn't hear the wit of the white family.

He sighed and deeply admired it again.

Taisun is Taisun, and he is so good at playing a sharp edge!

The three-story building is so high, it sounds mysterious!

"Don't be nervous, practice slowly, with your qualifications, the progress should not be slow."

Zhu Xiongying also comforted a few words, after all, the old man is not easy, a young age excited into this, what to do with a heart attack?

Of course, no matter how he practiced martial arts, he would definitely not be able to catch up with Song Zhong and the others.

After all, he didn't have Song Zhong and the others to take drugs at any time.

But this is enough to make him a martial arts version of Zhang Sanfeng.

It's also a small achievement to unlock.

This is one step closer to the world of martial arts novels that he is looking forward to.

"Thank you Your Highness!"

Zhang Sanfeng held those few secret books, but he was extremely grateful, and he was excited for a while and didn't know what to say.

He had been practicing all his life, and he had nothing else to ask for, but only to help the world.

Who thought that at the age of a hundred years, he finally got a glimpse of the mystery of the ultimate martial arts.

This is simply a person who has been hungry all his life, and when he enters the granary, he is simply dizzying and excited.

But Zhu Xiongying gave himself such a big benefit, how should he return it?

Zhu Xiong Yinggui is a grandson, he is a cultivator, what can he do ...

He pondered for a moment, suddenly thought of something, suddenly hesitated, gritted his teeth and said: "Your Highness! The poor road is not rewarded, but he will point to fortune telling, and he is willing to take a look at the fate for His Highness! "

"Fortune telling?"

Zhu Xiongying's face became strange. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"That's right."

Zhang Sanfeng said resolutely: "Poor Dao has studied fortune-telling for many years, and he still has some experience, which is enough to avoid evil for His Highness. "

When Song Yuanqiao heard this, he also looked at Zhang Sanfeng in surprise.

Zhang Sanfeng is not easy to tell fortunes.

After all, this matter is a snooping machine, which is detrimental to the blessing.

Even if the nobles of Wang Sun came to admire and offer countless real money, they never impressed Zhang Sanfeng.

Even to his own disciples, he did not give much guidance.

And telling fortunes to a person with such a noble status as Zhu Xiongying may anger the heavens, and the cause and effect of this descent will naturally be greater.

It can be said that Zhang Sanfeng really put down the blood this time.

"Why give me fortune telling? There's no need for this..." Zhu Xiongying shook his head speechless.

"Poor Dao, this is not only to repay His Highness, but also to..." Zhang Sanfeng said this and sighed.

It is also to let Zhu Xiongying ascend the throne.

Although in the stars, it has been shown that Zhu Di is the next Daming Emperor.

But Zhu Xiongying's accession to the throne as emperor is a blessing for the people of Li.

Therefore, even if it is not to repay the favor, but only for the sake of Li Mincangsheng, he must forcibly go against the sky and help Zhu Xiongying ascend the throne.

It's just that these things are originally about the operation of the heavenly machine, and once they say it, it is not good for Zhu Xiongying.

Seeing him so persistent, Zhu Xiongying also nodded indispensably and said, "Then it's up to you." "

"May I ask His Highness's birthday."

Zhang Sanfeng said solemnly.

Zhu Xiongying casually reported, only to see that Zhang Sanfeng did not use any copper money and other things, but only meditated silently for a moment.

It's just pinching your fingers.

Zhu Xiongying was also watching with great interest and waited quietly.

Time passes minute by minute.

Zhang Sanfeng looked serious and frowned.

He obviously sat there without moving at all, but the sweat on his forehead was gradually dense.

And the expression became more and more solemn, and the brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Suddenly......

"Poof!"

Zhang Sanfeng spewed out a mouthful of Yin red blood, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning, almost planting down.

"Master!"

Song Yuanqiao exclaimed, and quickly stepped forward to help.

"Huh?"

Zhu Xiongying also frowned, and immediately stepped forward, took out a pill, and fed it to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Ahem."

Zhang Sanfeng coughed up another mouthful of blood and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of shock and confusion.

When he looked at Zhu Xiongying, his face was already full of shock.

"'Your Highness, you..."

"Me what me." Zhu Xiongying was a little helpless: "Don't be stubborn at an age, what kind of life is it, now it's good, it was attacked by God, right?" "

"No, I just now..."

"Okay, let's go down and rest."

Zhu Xiongying waved his hand, and Song Yuanqiao hurriedly helped him out.

And Zhu Xiongying looked at the figure of the master and apprentice staggering away, and shook his head a little speechlessly.

It seems that this Sanfeng really has some morality.

Ordinary fortune tellers, even if they have something, will only look at a loss when telling their fortunes to themselves, and they will not calculate anything.

And this Sanfeng directly vomited blood.

This can only mean that he can really see something, and then he was severely punished by God.

But......

This seems to also reflect that this Sanfeng is indeed quite qualified to cultivate immortals...

If you get your own guidance, you should be able to develop your potential.

When the time comes, help yourself refine the pill.

Well, now those little blue pills in the disaster area are all refined by Invitation Moon Mercy Star, and these two little girls have been tired enough recently.

They also have to find someone to change shifts with them.

But that's just the way I think about it.

"Your Highness, is Zhang Zhenren okay?"

Song Zhong said with some worry on the side.

"Can't die."

"Oh..."

"By the way, Your Highness, what are you going to do with those chickens? Or continue to raise? "

"It's barely a little spiritual, just send it to the palace to let the imperial grandfather replenish their body, and then go into a batch of chicks, and wait for me to improve the prescription..."

Soon, he put Zhang Sanfeng's matter behind him and began to continue to research and improve the prescription.

This is also improving the art of alchemy, if you can really let the chicken play basketball, it means that you have made great progress in alchemy, which is good for your family's cultivation.

Meanwhile.

Zhang Sanfeng had already been helped into the room to rest.

"Master, are you all right?"

Song Yuanqiao waited for Zhang Sanfeng to take off his shoes, helped him to bed, and said with a worried face:

"A person of His Highness's status is full of luck, and if you tell him his fortune, he will definitely be eaten back."

"Not for this reason..."

However, Zhang Sanfeng was weak and shook his head.

"Huh? What is that? Song Yuanqiao was stunned.

"Yes..." Zhang Sanfeng said this, but hesitated again and kept silent.

I can't really say.

If I say this, I am afraid that I will even affect my own disciple and be punished by heaven.

There are some things that not a mortal is qualified to know...

It's as if if he goes to tell fortunes to people above the nine heavens without authorization, he will naturally be punished by heaven!

That's right, it's nine days above!

To this day, when he remembers that fortune-telling experience, his heart trembles deeply.

When he told Zhu Xiongying's fortune, he didn't calculate any information!

You know, if you tell fortunes to ordinary people, you can easily see the future past of the other party, and the scenes are as if they are in front of them.

But just now... It was as if he was trapped in a fog, up and down, left and right were foggy, and he couldn't see clearly Zhu Xiongying's life.

All his information seems to be concealed.

And just when I want to calculate further.

In the fog, two large crimson gold lanterns lit up.

Wrong!

That's not a big lantern.

That's clearly a pair of eyes.

When those huge red and gold eyes lit up, he was like a mortal seeing the undiscoverable truth, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning.

Those eyes, terrifying and terrifying, seemed to be full of infinite coercion, as if they came from the nine heavens, and the divine power was like a hell, and glanced at his own ant that had inadvertently intruded into the heavenly realm.

That's right.

It's the ants!

At that moment, this ant seemed to see a real dragon, which was a terrifying suppressive force from the depths of the soul.

And those eyes stared at themselves, revealing a high contempt and indifference.

Just a glance.

He almost died on the spot, and then he was beaten out of the nine heavens.

Sinking all the way, sinking, endless sinking.

It seems to fall to the Yin Cao Di Mansion.

If it weren't for this time, with a pill fed by Zhu Xiongying to continue his life, he was afraid that he would have died on the spot!

That feeling...

It's too scary, it's too scary.

So far, Zhang Sanfeng only felt a tremble.

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