Practice starts with skill points

Riding their horses, they soon arrived in front of a farm.

The two of them rarely smiled. There was no village in front of them and no shop behind them. Having this village meant that they didn't have to sleep in the wilderness at night, and they could eat hot meals and take a hot bath.

Under a big locust tree at the entrance of the village, an old man was bending over and looking for something, muttering something in his mouth, and he ignored Zhong Lin and the two who were riding horses.

"Old man, is there an inn in this farm?" Mei Weixuan leaned over to ask.

The old man also raised his head, squinting his dim eyes, and looked at Zhong Lin and the two.

"Where did you come from, young man? Did you take the wrong road?"

"No, we just missed the time. Is there an inn in this village? My brother and I want to rest here for one night."

"Inn! Yes, go in from here, go three doors forward, and then turn right. It's the teahouse opened by old man Liu. He can stay there."

After saying this, Lao Chen continued to lower his head, constantly using his crutch to push away the dead leaves on the ground, and muttered to himself.

"Where are you going? Why can't you find it? It must have been stolen by some damned person. When I find it, I will beat him to death."

After saying this, he deliberately knocked on the ground with his crutch, looking furious.

"This old man is quite interesting. Let's go, Zhong Lin. I need to take a good hot bath. My body is sticky and I feel so uncomfortable." Mei Weixuan said with a smile.

Zhong Lin did not move, but instead said to the old man: "Old man, did you lose something?"

"Yes, I lost a bead, young man, can you help me find it?"

The old man looked up and looked at Zhong Lin expectantly.

"The bead is quite big, as big as a fist, and I lost it by accident."

"Then you probably found the wrong place. Such a big bead can be seen at a glance. There are all dead leaves here. Maybe it was lost somewhere else!" Zhong Lin said casually.

"No, it's here. Even if it wasn't lost here, someone would bring it back, right, young man?"

After saying that, he looked at Zhong Lin with a smile on his face.

"Maybe!"

As soon as the last word fell, Zhong Lin swung his right hand forward, and saw a stone flying straight at the old man's face like lightning, so fast that it even produced bursts of sonic booms.

This hit the old man's face directly, and could even directly blow up his head.

But the old man still had a smile on his face, and at the critical moment he actually reached out and grabbed the stone directly.

"You are really cruel! Aren't you afraid of killing someone by mistake?"

Mei Weixuan's face changed wildly, and he drew his sword and stood directly on the side of Zhong Lin.

"I know you have a problem. You have too many flaws. If you can still kill someone by mistake, I should have left my eyes. Who are you? Why are you joking with me?"

Zhong Lin said with a serious face.

"Boy, you took my things and asked me who I am. You are so brave!"

Things, beads...

Zhong Lin's heart was shocked, and he blurted out: "Black Wind Village, Wu Jinguang."

The one in front of him was naturally Wu Jinguang, the owner of Black Wind Village. As for the bead he was talking about, it was the Tianpin Yuanzhu he had obtained in Guibei Mountain before.

"Run."

Without any hesitation, Zhong Lin moved and fled directly to the distance.

Mei Weixuan's pupils shrank when he heard the three words "Wu Jinguang". He had heard of the name of the leader of the Black Wind Village. He knew that this person was a top three warrior, who was not something the two of them could resist. Although he didn't know how Zhong Lin had offended him and even led him to come and kill him, when he heard Zhong Lin say to leave, he also fled in the opposite direction.

At this time, whoever could escape was the best, at least they could go to get reinforcements. A top three warrior was not something that the two of them who had just finished training could resist.

"Want to run?"

Wu Jinguang ignored Mei Weixuan at all, staring at Zhong Lin with his eyes tightly, all the murderous aura was concentrated, like a beast staring at its prey, brewing the most ferocious attack.

He pointed out with one finger, and an invisible energy burst out from his finger.

After the energy was shot out, the air everywhere became misty and twisted, and the dead leaves under his feet were swept up like a tornado.

Zhong Lin, who was running wildly, had a changed expression. For a moment, he felt an invisible mountain pressing down on his heart, and even his steps slowed down.

"Is this the way that a top-3 warrior practices Qi? It's really terrifying."

Knowing that he couldn't escape at all, Zhong Lin's face turned fierce, and his left hand fingers trembled. With a sound of sword ringing, the long sword was unsheathed.

The blood in his body surged, and the long sword instantly turned bright red, with lines appearing in it. He turned his body suddenly, and with the force of splitting Huashan, he slashed at the Qi that had already run behind him.

No mistake, one sentence, one release, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, look!

"Cut!"

Swish!

The blood-colored sword light slashed heavily on the Qi, and with a roar, the terrifying Qi was chopped off, and the long sword in Zhong Lin's hand was shattered.

And Zhong Lin himself was hit by the scattered Qi, his skin was torn and he fell to the side.

Wu Jinguang looked at Zhong Lin with interest and said jokingly, "Not bad, not bad, you can actually withstand my attack, but it's a pity that's all. You dare to steal my things, I'm going to skin you alive today."

Just as he was about to move, he suddenly felt a scent coming from his mind, and it went straight into his mind. He was immediately mesmerized, as if he was immersed in an endless sea of ​​flowers and couldn't extricate himself.

"The incense of the gods."

Wu Jinguang's face changed, and he woke up instantly. He circulated his internal breath, and all the incense he inhaled into his mouth and nose was refined. At this time, he saw a bloody light running away with a swishing sound, and it disappeared after a few ups and downs.

Zhong Lin's voice came from the night wind: "Master Wu, I will remember you, and I will report you in the future."

It turned out that Zhong Lin had quietly released the "incense of the gods" when he was escaping. This is a pill poison, which is specifically used to confuse the mind and can make people fall into it unknowingly. Fortunately, Wu Jinguang is a top three master, otherwise he might lose his mind and become an idiot.

"You can't run away."

Wu Jinguang roared and chased him from a distance. The whole person was like a stream of light, and there were traces of afterimages behind him as he ran.

Not long after the two disappeared, Mei Weixuan's figure suddenly turned back. Looking at the distance where only two small black dots were left, his face was full of anxiety.

"It's troublesome. How could Zhong Lin be targeted by Wu Jinguang, the leader of the Black Wind Village? He is a master of the third-grade inner breath realm and has condensed the inner breath."

Mei Weixuan has seen the horror of the upper third-grade masters, who are simply inhuman.

Gathering Qi into a palm, hurting people from a distance, the means are incredible.

The middle third-grade warriors are nothing but ants in front of them. They can break the Qi and blood defense with just a move of their fingers and easily kill them.

"Go back to Tianyang City for help. I hope Master Yin has returned, otherwise it will be troublesome."