Mystery Makes Me Strong

Zhao Han got up again and continued to practice against the sun.

Now the two are surrounded by woodland and a cabin.

There is everything in the woodland, clear water, wild fruits, and wild animals.

The hut was built by a blind boy, it is very delicate, almost like a villa.

Since the last escape, now, one person and one dog have passed half a year.

She has practiced the exercises that can only be practiced by dogs, and she has practiced them to perfection.

Now it feels that its own strength should also be the internal energy.

And it also felt that the exercises were not complete.

The incomplete part seems to be looking for a master for himself?

With the help of the emotional connection with the master, to stimulate the progress of one's own martial arts.

It looks mysterious, but in fact, he has acted in many martial arts movies.

In order to seek progress, some swordsmen went to lovers and practiced the sword of affection with the help of feelings.

It's just that it's now transferred to the relationship between the dog and the owner.

Forget it, she doesn't need it.

She just wants to be a dog with no affection and freedom.

Turn your legs to the sky, and feel the inner air flow.

The dog's head hangs down, comprehending the power of the earth.

Roasting with hot air, hone the mind.

Absorbing any external force actually does not exist.

It can't absorb the energy of the sun at all.

What can be refined is one's own blood and nutrition.

After practicing for a while, I found that the internal breath was slightly stronger, and I could hardly feel it.

This cultivation is too slow.

"Only by having adventures can you become stronger quickly, Lao Guo, do you know where there are adventures?" Zhao Han asked casually.

"I know." Wen Rensheng also replied casually.

"Where?"

"Then do you know where we are?"

"Now is the Dragon Han Dynasty, and we are currently in the north of the Dragon Han Empire. I heard from the mountain people that this place should be called Luanhun Forest." Zhao Han opened his mouth and came.

It's not just practicing these days, it goes out to catch rabbits when it's free, and I heard Orion talking about it occasionally.

The blind young master can only live on fruit, he is a dog, his stomach and intestines can't bear it...

Bunny is so cute, of course it has to be delicious, so the division of labor is that it catches rabbits and cooks for the blind.

"The forest of chaotic souls? You actually ran here." Wen Rensheng carefully recalled the script, "Yes, these two days, you walk around the entrance of the forest to see if there are any fainted girls."

Hmph, you also said that you are not a member of your family, how can a normal person know these things?

Zhao Han thought resentfully, then ran out of the forest wagging his tail.

…………

Outside the chaotic soul forest.

"Wait, I will definitely take revenge!" Miss Ba staggered into the woods, and finally passed out from exhaustion.

Before she passed out, she saw a somewhat familiar dog?

Is it the long-lost tiger?

Zhao Han also didn't expect to meet his former master.

Thinking about it carefully, although the former owner was a bit of a villain, she was still impeccable.

"Is this an adventure? I see, it should be for me to repay my kindness and achieve spiritual perfection." She came to her senses.

Then easily lift the opponent up.

Now it is a dog with martial arts.

Then it took Miss Eight back to the hut in the woods.

Wen Rensheng was slightly taken aback when he saw the person brought by the other party.

The woman mentioned in the script is not it.

It appears the script has started to change.

"Is she an adventure? Old Guo, you're right. I ran into Miss Ba just after I passed by. I was still very guilty before. I was so busy running away that I forgot to ask her what was going on." Zhao Han Excited.

"Her, let's just count." Wen Rensheng nodded slightly. Although the script has changed, Miss Ba still has secrets.

"Reluctantly, forget it, I'll give her some water first."

Zhao Han began to take care of each other, feeding water and food, busy before and after...

Until Miss Ba woke up.

"It's you, Dahu?" Miss Ba asked while touching the big dog in front of her.

"Well, it's me." Zhao Han replied naturally.

"Ah, monster!" Eighth Miss shrank back into the quilt in fright, and could no longer see the image of the wild and wicked woman before.

"I only speak after practicing martial arts, and I have taught children before, don't you know?" Zhao Han wondered.

As for such a big reaction?

None of the children were afraid of her.

"I don't know. I was attacked and passed out. Later, I lived with my second elder brother. Now my second elder brother and my third son-in-law are both dead. The Howling Wind Villa is taken over by Sun. I am the only blood left in the Huan family." Miss Ba said sadly.

Although Zhao Han felt that she should comfort the other party, but thinking of those people in the village who were hungry and cold every day, those children who hadn't had a full meal since they were four or five years old, she felt that she really had no motivation to comfort the other party.

The oppressor is always met with a backlash against the pressure.

Only equality can release the pressure and prevent such tragedies from being caused by a cycle.

"Well, well, what are you going to do then?" Zhao Han had no choice but to ask.

"I want to learn martial arts well, and I want revenge."

"After revenge?"

"Take back the villa."

"After that?"

"After that, it's about recruiting a son-in-law, giving birth to a child, and inheriting the villa."

"And after a few generations, let future generations experience such a storm again?"

"I will keep the ancestral precepts. The son-in-law who comes to the house will be driven away after giving birth to a child. Never accept an adopted son." Miss Ba firmly said.

hehe.

Zhao Han wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Delusion to use some ancestral teachings, some seemingly practical methods, to avoid the recurrence of disasters, but do not think about the root cause.

"What if they don't comply?" Zhao Han continued to ask.

"Yes, if they don't abide by it, I won't see it either. I have. I heard that there is a martial art that can only be practiced by direct blood. I want to find it. With this martial art, what happened before will never happen again." Miss Ba suddenly excitedly said.

Alas, still don't think about the root cause.

Zhao Han secretly despised it in his heart, and then suddenly realized something: "What kind of martial arts is so amazing?"

"Tiansha Blood Hidden Art, it is said that it was only passed down in the Holy Cult, and only the direct descendants of the Holy Cult can learn it. It is because of this that the leader of the Holy Cult has always been in the hands of the whole family." Eighth Miss explained carefully.

"The Holy Cult should be a great organization, right? How did you get it?"

"That's up to you."

"Look at mine?" Zhao Han looked down at his dog leg, what can it do?

"Yes, I heard from a few martial arts people that the saintess of the holy religion likes dogs with strong spirituality. I will give you to her, and you can steal them for me." Miss Ba said naturally.

"Should I steal it?" Zhao Han wanted to bang the dog's head against the wall.

This is to turn yourself into dog meat, right?

"The holy religion should be heavily guarded, how can I steal it?"

"It's impossible for them to know that a dog can talk. After you go in, follow the saint girl. Just write down the formula and you'll be fine." Eighth Miss said to herself.

"Not necessarily, I have taught for a long time, and many people know that I can speak." Zhao Han shook his head.

Miss Ba looked at it, and suddenly thought of it: "I have a solution."

…………

Half a day later, Zhao Han wanted to cry but had no tears.

Because it turned into a purple dog.

I don't know where Miss Ba got the dye, and the color doesn't fade after washing.

"Okay, if that's the case, they won't be able to see it. As long as you pretend to be a little more decent, no one will doubt you." Miss Ba was very satisfied with her work.

"Alright then." Zhao Han had no choice but to agree.

After all, if you enter the Holy Cult, you should have a lot of resources available.