Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Read it for me, forget it... I forgot, you are just a dog." Wen Rensheng subconsciously said after arriving at the stone room where the exercises were engraved, led by the hunting dog.

But he soon realized that the other party could not read.

He could only touch the memory with his hands a little bit.

Fortunately, his mind is still there, and he can memorize it by touching it once.

I'm a dog now, so I'm really sorry.

Zhao Han thought bitterly in his heart.

At the same time, it also looked up at the stone wall.

"Hold your breath and concentrate, sense the flow of qi and blood, refine the qi and blood, temper the membrane and bones..."

Although I am a dog, can I also practice it?

But it’s not enough to see the bottom, Dantian can still correspond, what are Jianjing, Dabao, Yongquan... How to find these acupuncture points?

Dogs and people are different after all.

It still needs to learn the old man's secret method of taming animals.

But the old man was obviously not a good person.

Forget it, there is no rule that you can't learn from the bad guys. After learning from the bad guys and then defeating the bad guys, you will be twice as happy.

And the blind boy next to him, after touching it once, practiced cross-legged!

Could it be that the other party, like himself, has an extraordinary memory?

Well, yes, there are martial arts in this world, and there are martial arts wizards who have a photographic memory.

This young man may be one of them.

This is the treatment of important supporting roles, and even protagonists.

It's just that the other party is practicing here, aren't you afraid that someone will find it?

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Wen Rensheng is really not afraid. The strength of this shelter is far beyond everyone's imagination.

Once it is closed, unless the people inside open the passage and come out by themselves, it is absolutely difficult for outsiders to enter.

With the setting of this world of martial arts, it is possible to get in only if you are a master of meridians.

The grain and fresh water and firewood stored here are enough to last for two to three years.

In other words, he has an absolutely safe place.

He intends to practice hard, no matter what, he has to break through to the inner Qi state before going out.

When he reaches the inner qi state, he can develop true qi.

With true qi, he remembered that Grandpa Sun said that there are a few top-level exercises that can release true qi outside the inner qi state when he was YY.

Normally speaking, the release of true energy can only be the patent of innate masters.

But these top-level exercises are ingenious, and the inner qi can use the patents of innate masters in advance, or how can they be top-notch?

Of course, it consumes a lot of energy, and it can only be used at critical times. It is impossible to be like a congenital master, who is densely covered with qi protection for 24 hours, so that sneak attacks and assassinations come to naught.

But for Wen Rensheng, it means that he can use his qi to act as his eyes.

He doesn't need to consume much, he only needs to use a trace of true energy to vibrate around, and then receive the returned true energy to detect the shape and position of the surrounding objects.

Of course, I can't see the color clearly, not even black and white, only the outline shape similar to the palm of my hand.

He doesn't have those top-level exercises, but he believes that with his supreme wisdom, on the basis of the exercises in the inner qi environment, it is easy to deduce similar methods.

Don't forget, he is the Creator, but the existence that can digitize the world...

With the foundation, he can naturally deduce the corresponding rules.

It's just that Wen Rensheng miscalculated.

He hadn't expected the hound, not a dog.

"Wow woof, woof woof..."

Zhao Han stayed there for a few hours, but couldn't stay any longer.

The other party is practicing, but it is wasting time.

How can this work?

Although the rice made by the other party is very fragrant, and he is very good at plucking dog hair...

Bah, who allowed him to masturbate on his own?

After all, she is not a dog, she still wants to go out, although these days, she sometimes forgets her identity as a human being.

It can only be said that the law that matter determines consciousness is too strong.

"Do you want to go out? It's dangerous to go out, isn't it good to eat and drink here? Forget it, I'll make you some toys." Wen Rensheng said.

Toy?

Zhao Han raised his dog ears.

Then she laughed at herself again, she really treated herself like a dog, she is not Xiaohuan, she can be bought with a few toys.

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Half a day later, she enjoyed playing with an automatic swing frame.

The dexterity of this blind boy is astonishing.

It is so easy to create a swing that can last most of the day with a little initial force.

She really hadn't played it relaxed.

Every day is not working, or being urged to work by the seeds of narration.

Now that guy doesn't speak easily, and he's really relaxed.

However, she has come to her senses.

The blind boy is probably not a local.

It should be from the teacher's family.

Just who the hell?

Is it Wang Wenwen?

not like.

Although that guy is versatile, his handwork is not as good.

Uncle Wen is not like that either, he likes to recite poems, not handicrafts.

Aunt Ouyang, it's even more impossible.

The driver, Lao Li, has never seen him build anything.

Could it be Uncle Wu? It's possible.

In order to make up for Sister Shanshan's lack of maternal love, she seems to have made a lot of toys in private.

She seemed to have seen the other party making paper airplanes in the office one day, which was very complicated and advanced.

Well, it should be.

Then you must not let the other party know that you are a dog...

How will I meet people in the future.

Zhao Han decided to give full play to the instinct of a dog, but he couldn't be seen through.

She hadn't thought of Wen Rensheng at all.

Because the teacher is perfect, he is so demanding on his self-image that no wrinkles are allowed on his clothes.

How could he play the role of an ordinary boy who is blind and ugly?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, she ruled it out immediately.

So she brushed away from the truth.

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What the hell is a dog?

Wen Rensheng thought to himself, that big tiger stopped making a fuss.

He can also practice with peace of mind.

Of course, he also remembered the script identity of the other dog demon.

He won't let the other party waste time. The swing is actually a kind of exercise, exercising its balance and body.

When he masters this "Inner Tube Condensation Method", he will deduce a set of inner qi methods suitable for dogs to practice.

It won't take long.

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At the same time, in the lobby of the front yard, the fight was over.

Li Ju and Huan Dao fought for half a day from noon to night.

This physical strength can simply make ordinary people dumbfounded.

You must know that Li Ju is wearing heavy armor, and Huan Dao is an old man in sixties.

It's not that no one noticed the movement in the backyard, but someone went to check and found nothing except for the smell of poisonous smoke.

Once the refuge is closed, even the dead end is closed.

Both passages will be restored to make them as invisible as possible to intruders.

Only Huan Dao was in a hurry, but he couldn't show his flaws, because Li Ju was really aggressive.

It looked like they were going to die together.

Generally speaking, in this kind of contest in martial arts, if one hundred strokes are tied, everyone will let go.

And now the two sides have fought thousands of moves?

And his physical strength is obviously a little weak.

He hated those sons for so long, and didn't know how to help him?

Wait, he suddenly understood.

No matter how useless the sons are, it has been more than half a day, and they still can't think of a way?

Yes, they waited for themselves to die.

When they die, they can divide the family property, the house, the land, the shop, the street... and they can also divide their young and beautiful eighteen-bedroom concubine.

The sixth child pretends to be a scholar, flirts with the youngest concubine every day, really thinks he doesn't know?

However, seeing that the other party was successful in studying, he turned a blind eye to it. Anyway, the emperor can leave his concubine to his son, so can he.

Heartbroken.

Isn't he pushing the two generals so hard that his sons can take over smoothly?

In the end, the sons actually watched him die.

The only one who loves him is the youngest eight girls.

He heard that the other party asked the old man who tamed the beast to take action.

Thinking of this, he showed a flaw and couldn't hold on any longer!

"Go to hell, old man!"

Li Ju would not have been able to hold on until now if he hadn't been angry and persisted.

The Ninth Layer of Body Tempering is indeed powerful, but it is not invincible.

Some famous generals can kill seven in and seven out, that is because they have horses, and they don't fight all the time.

Fortunately, the old man in front of him suddenly lost his fighting spirit, and there was a hole between his hands.

He seized this flaw at once, and slapped his chest!

Huan Dao showed a look of despair, and slowly fell down.

"I didn't die at your hands, but at the hands of a filial son..."

Li Ju was taken aback for a moment, and then countless arrows rained over...