Unlimited Cultivation

Qian Xing lived with a large group of little Taoist priests. Among them, many of the little Taoists who just started were only responsible for cutting wood, diving, and sweeping groceries. It will take a few months before the teacher chooses. Those with good aptitude will teach martial arts for entry.

Qian Xing was lucky, because he had a superficial basis in martial arts, and he was also a grandson of Wang Chuyi, one of the seven sons of Quanzhen. Therefore, the next day he obtained Lu Qingwu’s Quanzhen School’s introductory internal skills and practice methods. Of teaching.

　　 immediately get the system prompt "You have obtained the Quanzhen School's primary internal skills, skill registration E+"

　　 Every morning from 6 am to 8 am, is the time to practice Qi, and then teach the basic swordsmanship of Quanzhen School.

　　 Quanzhen Sect is the best in martial arts, and it is these two housekeeping skills-internal strength and swordsmanship.

　　 Elementary introductory swordsmanship is already very complicated, and the steps and postures are already quite complicated.

　　Rao is the basis of Qian Xingyou's iron palm, but he has never practiced swordsmanship.

　　 I only feel that this swordsmanship is much more difficult to practice than the basic internal skills.

　　 It's already the third day, and there is only a little more than six days to complete the task. After practicing internal strength and swordsmanship that day, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. The other little Taoist priests all left to rest, but Qian Xing found a place with dense trees to review the basic swordsmanship over and over again.

The other little Taoists have a lot of time to practice, but he has no time. He can only practice diligently to deepen his proficiency. After seeing the last two days, he can kill a few Mongolian soldiers, even if he can’t do the task. Kill a few more to get rid of the bad mood.

　　 After practicing for one day, in the two one-and-a-half-long blank yellow slots on the basic internal skills and basic swordsmanship, red appeared as wide as sliced ​​carrots, prompting: "Basic internal skills, basic swordsmanship proficiency level 1"

　　 Qian Xing has already felt completely mad, his proficiency level is only 1, and now he is continuing a hero to give himself a marrow and initiation, reborn!

　　 If you follow the practice for one day, your proficiency will increase by one, this time you are sure to die!

　　 Even so, there is a strong force of reluctance to admit defeat, supporting Qian Xing, and never give up. After the day is finished, then continue to practice at night.

On the night of the fourth day, Qian Xing was practicing, and he saw two dark shadows, like big birds, passing the Taoist temple wall and throwing towards the forest. With Qian Xing’s current eyes, only two blurred lines were seen. It's just a shadow.

　　 But these two vague shadows looked like huge lighthouses in Qian Xing's eyes.

Any abnormal situation may be a hidden task. This is Qian Xing’s experience in playing games for many years. In this world exactly like the real world, he does not have infrared vision, nor does he have deep internal functions to see the night as day. Therefore, he can see this. The two black shadows flew out, completely the result of practicing hard at night.

　　 The wall is not very high, but Qian Xing also took a mid-range run-up to climb out. After two days of basic internal skills, he felt a little bit internal.

　　 The two figures are no longer visible, Qian Xing rushed in the direction where the two figures flew in his memory.

The more I walk, I can only hear the wind blowing in the distance, and the roaring sound like an explosion. Under the moonlight, when I look from a distance, I can see a white shadow and a gray shadow flying up and down. , Fight in one place.

　　 And the two shadows that flew out of the Taoist temple before, hiding behind the two trees, watching from a distance.

The white shadow and the gray shadow fought in a hurry, and the loud noise covered Qian Xing’s approaching sound. It was not discovered by the two dark shadows. After approaching Qian Xing, he was far away by the moonlight. After seeing the appearance of the two, they are really the disciples of the Seventh Son, Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing!

　　 And the white shadow fluttering in white clothes, the figure is elegant and light, but like a woman.

　　 Although I can't see her face clearly, this woman is the idol of thousands of men—the little dragon girl.

　　 The burly man who fought with her is full of beard and beard, roots are like halberds, and his face resembles a thorn. Is it the boss Ouyang Feng?

　　 Isn’t the only and last time Xiao Long Nu and Ouyang Feng met now?

　　 Could it be that tonight is the night of the little dragon girl who made countless young men drool three feet among the condor heroes, and countless girls regretted it?

　　Sure enough, the plot developed in accordance with the original routine under the observation of three carefully observant bystanders.

While the two were competing for internal strength, Yang Guo used the newly learned Jiuyin Scriptures to jump out and stopped the fight between the two. Then, under Yang Guo's loud father's cry, Ouyang Feng recognized this new collection. His son cried Yang Guo in his arms.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Feng took Yang Guo and flew away like a gust of wind, ignoring the little dragon girl.

　　 Xiaolongnv originally had internal injuries, but this time she couldn't fight with Ouyang Feng, the old injuries recurred, and she started to heal her injuries just behind the flowers.

　　 Yin Zhiping leaned in sneakily, and gradually approached the little dragon girl.

　　 And Zhao Zhijing was trembling with nervousness as he watched this glamorous scene. As long as Yin Zhiping commits an adulterous precept, his handle will fall in Zhao Zhijing's hands. Yin Zhiping's three generations of disciples will be the first to be the first.

　　 Therefore, even Qian Xing surreptitiously approached, but was not discovered by Zhao Zhijing, who was focused on Yin Zhiping and Xiaolongnu.

*To untie her jacket and practice exercises, under the moonlight, Xiaolongnu's beautiful and elegant face and the snow-white jade body are faintly visible, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and Yin Zhiping is already shaking uncontrollably with excitement. , Reached out to the peerless female body in a state of confusion.

　　 Next, there is a real process of planting restricted-level flowers on cow dung - if it follows the original work.

　　 But, with a earth-shattering shout: "Dao Chang Yin, stop, you can't commit adultery and lose the face of our Quanzhen School!"

　　 Qian Xing, who looked like a little Taoist priest, jumped out of the grass beside him!

　　 The little dragon girl who has been touched by Yin Zhiping

　　 was completely naked to the upper body, was in a daze, murmured in his mouth, and regarded Yin Zhiping who hugged her as Yang Guo.

　　 However, this sudden shout made her sane. She turned her head and saw that the person who was wantonly belittle herself was not the one she loved, but Yin Zhiping, who had met both sides, the true school!

　　 "Dragon, Dragon Girl!"

　　 Yin Zhiping, who was extremely excited, was shocked. He froze there for a while. She didn't know what to do. She was summoned by the little dragon girl, slapped her chest with a palm, and immediately spurted blood, almost fainting!

　　 Qian Xing sneered in his heart, and still yelled: "You can't commit adultery, Master Uncle! Even if I fight to punish me, I can't just sit back and watch this animal behavior!"

Yin Zhiping recognized this person as the fifth-generation disciple that Lu Qingwu had collected the day before yesterday. Seeing this low-ranking fifth-generation disciple broke his own good deeds, he shouted and immediately became angry. He pointed to Qian Xing and said a few more: "you you you"

Xiaolongnv’s jacket was already reluctantly approved at this time, knowing that her innocence was saved by the little Taoist boy of the Quanzhen School in front of her. She was kind by nature, so how could she bear to see that this little Taoist boy was punished for saving herself, she barely breathed in her sincerity, and brought it up Qian Xing's right arm flew towards the tomb of the living dead like a white cloud!