Martial Arts: 10 Ways To Live Long At The Beginning

"What is Cultivation Technique? It seems like there is thunder and lightning, and I didn't see him use it just now!"

"I haven't heard of it, but I think it's powerful."

Azi and Hong Lingbo looked at each other for a moment before they started talking.

"Senior Sister Hong, I'm sorry, I just want him to help me unravel the acupoints."

Azi bowed her head dejectedly.

What was originally thought to be captured by hand, has now turned into a mess, and the two of them have been captured instead.

"How about we run?"

A Zi looked at Li Jing's room, the door was closed at this time, and he seemed to go in to rest.

"Can't run! Not to mention this acupuncture method, Master can't solve it..."

Hong Lingbo shook his head, Li Jing dared to let them act in the yard, and naturally he could catch them back.

And now that they have run away, most of their strength has been sealed, and they are a little weaker than ordinary women. Not to mention the danger of the road, even if they look for Li Mochou, they can't unlock the acupuncture points on their bodies.

Because after Azi was acupuncture, Hong Lingbo had no way of getting rid of it.

Hong Lingbo learned from Li Mochou, except that the skill is not enough to Li Mochou's heat, the acupuncture Cultivation Technique is in the same line, she has no clue, and Li Mochou is unlikely to solve it.

Hearing Hong Lingbo's words, A Zi could only admit it. In order not to try the punishment of A Zi losing consciousness in his right arm, the two had to start tidying up the room and yard.

In the evening, when Li Jing got up from the couch, the surrounding area of ​​the yard was completely new.

The two girls are not lazy.

Then the kitchen in this courtyard, since Li Jing lived in, rarely smoked.

Li Jing took out some of the kitchen items from the portable space, and everything was complete.

The two women were busy, so Li Jing practiced the secret technique of palm thunder in the yard.

Crackling!

In an instant, Li Jing's hands were covered with light blue arcs, beating.

Bang!

Li Jing slammed on the tree and exploded with a muffled sound. He took his hand away and looked at it.

I saw that there was a deep charred handprint printed on the trunk, which was much more powerful than the previous one, and it was activated instantly.

However, when it was activated in an instant, there was still a little interval, and it was not yet to the extent that the heart could move at will.

Moreover, the power of thunder and lightning is somewhat scattered. If you can train to concentrate on a single point to explode, then the power will definitely skyrocket a lot.

After practicing for a while, Li Jing turned to the power of mind.

The steel needles shuttled and combined in the shadows, like clouds and flowing water, and they looked strangely beautiful.

"It's time to eat!"

After practicing for a while, Li Jing heard the voices of the two women.

After putting away the steel needle, Li Jing came to the table and sat down. The two women also sat down obediently. The dishes were all set.

Looking at the hot meal, Li Jing suddenly spoke.

"You eat!"

Then Li Jing exchanged the dishes placed in front of her with A Zi's, and looked at A Zi with a smile.

"If you don't eat, I'll let you try what it's like to feel nothing with both hands."

When Hong Lingbo heard the words, he looked at Azi, and it was obvious that she had done something small and Li Jing noticed.

A Zi's whole person is now stagnant, and his face is pale.

"Eat what you eat, don't wrong a good person."

Azi also forcibly argued, and reluctantly started eating.

Li Jing also ate food from the portable space.

A Zi is a naughty person, and she must be doing petty tricks. Li Jing has already paid attention to her with a single thought. She will not be obedient unless she is treated.

Sure enough, half an hour later, A Zi was almost collapsed.

The laxatives she hadn't found were eventually used on herself.

After that, everything was fine, and in a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Li Jing went out to eat breakfast early in the morning. Sure enough, I heard that many of the hoodlums who broke into Zhongnan Mountain seemed to have been stung by bees, and most of them were still lying in the town's medical clinic.

But this time, the Quanzhen faction was also quite miserable, and it was directly hit the Chongyang Palace.

One of Quanzhen's seven sons died in his early years, and the power of the Tiangang Northern Dipper formation was greatly reduced. Although Huo Du and others brought a lot of troops, even the disciples of King Jinlun couldn't clean up, and their reputation must have plummeted.

"Go away, get out of here, we are here!"

"Hahaha, Song Ren's body is really too weak to be hit!"

"If it wasn't for the little girl of the ancient tomb faction, how could we hurt so many brothers, hateful."

"Song people are always touting each other, hiding their heads and showing their tails, what are the real big factions, bah!"

...

Xu was getting angry on Zhongnan Mountain yesterday, or maybe the Mongolians really looked down on the Song people.

A group of more than a dozen Mongolians came from a distance, saw the mutton noodle stall, and immediately began to drive away the people who were eating. When they saw someone with a disgruntled face, they even deliberately bumped into them. It was so big that it immediately knocked people overboard.

When driving away the people, he did not forget to laugh at him.

In the blink of an eye, there was a Mongolian man's hand on Li Jing's shoulder, trying to lift him up.

Although Li Jing has been keeping a low profile, she is not afraid of things.

When the Mongols put their hands on his shoulders, Li Jing didn't turn his head back, and when the hands were gently broken, the Mongols suddenly turned pale in pain and wailed.

"It hurts..."

The surrounding Mongolians saw this, and their expressions changed slightly.

"There are experts!"

"superior!"

"what!"

"My legs!"

But after a dozen breaths, the dozen or so Mongolians fell to the ground crying.

"Okay, the son is good at martial arts."

"Let them bully us Song people and deserve to be beaten."

"Good fight!"

The surrounding people clapped their hands and applauded, their faces full of excitement.

At this time, a young man wearing a luxurious robe with a delicate face and his hair in a big braid on his right shoulder led a few Mongolian people out of the crowd.

I saw this man with a leisurely and elegant temperament, holding a pale gold folding fan in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"The land of the Central Plains, as expected, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this young master is also a Martial Forest master. My subordinates are a bit domineering, thank you brother for teaching!"

The man smiled and pointed at the Mongolian man lying on the ground with a folding fan, and said apologetically.

"In Xia Huodu, have you never asked for advice?"

Huo Du bowed to Li Jing and gave a cupped hands salute.

Usually at this time, even if ordinary people make a gesture, they will return the salute with cupped hands.

And right now!

Click!

The pale-gold folding fan in Huo Du's hand made an untraceable sound, and three cold lights suddenly popped out of the folding fan, as fast as lightning, like a stream of light, and came towards Li Jing in an instant. *