swordsman in the heavens

Diancang Yuyin, the woodcutter and Zhu Ziliu walked out of the wing room with dull faces.

Diancang Yuyin smiled bitterly and said, "We should have thought that the two little nephews should be on the way to Lujiazhuang now. There is no reason only one appears but the other disappears."

The woodcutter's face turned red and he pounded his palm hard, saying, "It's all the blame for the colorless monk. As soon as he met, he said that the boy was my nephew. We were too concerned about each other's physical condition, so we were completely cautious.

I forgot all my skills.”

Zhu Ziliu sighed, "The young man is handsome and handsome. He is a rare talent. In addition, his meridians are wide and tough, and his martial arts talent is extraordinary. I would have been one of his nephews."

Diancang Yuyin and Qiaozi sighed together after hearing this.

This misfortune made the three of them go from surprise to disappointment. They will definitely compare Dawu and Xiaowu with Yi Tianheng in the future. If the former is not as good as the latter, it will be heartbreaking.

Inside the wing room, Zen Master Wuse smiled bitterly.

Yi Tianheng felt funny when he saw this and said, "How did the master determine that I am one of the Wu brothers?"

Yi Tian was joking in his words, and the Zen Master Wuse smiled bitterly and said, "Oh, it's because you are so powerful when you are young? It happened yesterday that Guo Daxia said that his apprentice would come from Xiangyang, and I lived in Lujiazhuang for half a month.

I haven't seen you, so I treat you as someone else. Alas, I hope those three friends won't blame me for this."

After chatting with Zen Master Wuse for a while, the friendship quickly deepened.

Yi Tianheng said: "As a chess skill, I feel that 'three points depend on talent and seven points depend on skill'. Only by going through a lot of practical combat can I accumulate experience and gradually become more skillful."

Zen Master Wuse nodded and said, "What my little brother said makes sense, but there are quite a few chess I have played. Why hasn't my chess skills increased?"

Yi Tianheng said: "What I mean by actual combat is a contest between two people of equal strength. If you surpass the other party too much, or if the other party surpasses you too much, it doesn't count. Such a contest will not play a good role.

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This is Yi Tianheng's experience in learning chess. For a period of time, he specifically challenged difficult to make, and his chess skills were not improved much. Later, he changed his strategy and improved step by step, and he became more and more skillful.

Zen Master Wuse suddenly realized and said, "Thank you for your reminder, little brother."

Yi Tianheng said: "The master did not dislike my opinion, it was the best thanks."

But he said in his heart: "Since talent cannot be changed, being skilled will determine your achievements. However, without the assistance of a computer, I'm afraid you will find it difficult to practice great chess skills in your life."

Zen Master Wuse said: "Which sect is the little brother from? If I don't dislike it, I want to ask the little brother to discuss it in the future."

Yi Tianheng was overjoyed when he heard this and said, "Don't you look for me, I'll just go to Shaolin to find you. There are "Nine Yang Divine Arts", "Yi Jin Jing", and "Seventy-two Special Skills", now there are

The reason is to go to Shaolin.”

Yi Tianheng said: "To be honest with the master, I have no door or sect, and the kung fu I practice is passed down from my family. As for where my home is? There is no more of my home in this world."

After hearing this, Zen Master Wuse thought of the tragedy of Yi Tianheng's family being displaced in the war, and he was the only one left. He couldn't help but sigh: "The Mongols are cruel and vicious, and they deserve to be killed. The little brother came to attend the hero conference this time.

, I guess it's also the desire to avenge my family!"

When Yi Tianheng heard this, he thought to himself: "I was destroyed by my family? The monk has such a rich imagination."

However, he nodded, thinking that the reason was good, and said, "There is another purpose, which is to be a good master and learn good skills, so that he can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and serve the country and the people."

Zen Master Wuse's eyes lit up and he said, "Have you ever thought about my Shaolin Temple?"

Yi Tianheng pondered for a while and said, "I am the only one in the Yi family, so although Shaolin Temple is good, I cannot ignore the plan of inheriting the family line."

He said to himself: "Shaolin of course I have thought about it, but after entering your Shaolin, I don't know how long it will take to learn the "Yijin Jing". The other seventy-two unique skills either require the assistance of profound Buddhist teachings or the skill of water grinding.

I only have three years to stay here.”

Zen Master Wuse sighed, "Yes, there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no descendant is the greatest. But I, a Shaolin lay disciple, cannot get the true teachings. Alas, it's a pity."

After the Zen Master Wuse left, Yi Tianheng looked at the ring on his hand and said in his heart: "The reason why the airflow that hurt me so much that I was dead and dead is not yet understood, but my body seems to have become different from the past under the transformation of this airflow.

The same is true. I have a completely reborn intuition. Now my power is much stronger than before, which is a clear proof."

Yi Tianheng clenched his fists, instilled internal force on it, and swung his strength forward, and he could feel full of strength himself.

He said to himself: "I don't know if there will be any changes in practicing qigong." He felt a vague expectation in his heart. This finger ring came out of surprise and would never have been asking for trouble.

Yi Tianheng closed his eyes and meditated to practice Qi. The dantian began to produce internal force, and then the internal force circulated through the tendons and veins.

He opened his eyes suddenly, shocked: "The internal force is running at a wrong speed, fast, too fast!"

After several trials, he finally understood his situation.

The speed and mass of the internal force generated by his dantian have not increased, and his physique is still very good, but the internal force runs unimpeded in the tendons and veins, and it is extremely smooth. This is a situation he has never experienced before, just like he used to drive a motorcycle, but now he is driving a big cyclist.

This feels so good!

At the same time, he also understood that the change in the speed of internal force operation will inevitably be reflected in the improvement of combat power, and regardless of reaction, speed, and power will be greatly improved.

Yi Tianheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, feeling extremely relieved, and said to himself: "If you want to become a master of the grade, you have extremely high physical requirements. Although my ordinary physique has not been completely changed, it is also a good start."

As a warrior, no one does not want to have a natural physique. The Yi family's dragon Yi Jingtian can become a fourth-grade warrior at the age of 20, thanks to his "Nine Heavens Cold Body", which has always been in Yi.

It is passed down by the family, and one will appear every few generations. In conjunction with the "Nine Cold Books" of the Yi family's martial arts, practicing martial arts is like the help of heaven.

The physique of another Yi family dragon, Yi Jingxuan, is also extraordinary, and is the "innate Taoist body". This physique is most suitable for practicing Taoist sect skills. Therefore, Yi Jingxuan was sent to the great master of the Dao Sect in Qin since childhood.

Under Wuyazi's sect, he returned to Xuancheng from the mountain gate three years ago. He immediately caused huge waves in Qin State for his good at talking about Xuan and Taoism, and was deeply loved. As for his cultivation, he can only be described as unfathomable.

If Yi Tianheng had a physical constitution with a short path, he would soar into the sky and enter the direct line from the side branch in the Yi family, and would get inexhaustible resources. He would not have been able to connect with a decent internal skills and mental method like this now.

All are gone.

According to Yi Tianheng's guess, since the martial arts he practiced were not as good as those in the Divine Condor World that could not break through the Ren and Du meridians.