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"Lin Tian is right. Your elder brother is a mercenary. He is good at firearms and fighting. The ancient martial arts must not use firearms. As for fighting, in front of absolute strength, fighting does not play a big role, unless the realm is different Far. "Miss also analyzed.

"Let's go and see how our young master is doing." Lin Tian took out a piece of cake and walked while eating. The living room wasn't sitting anymore. Several beautiful women had to follow.

It is not the first time for Houshan to come. Lin Tianshu is familiar with the road and soon arrives at the top of the mountain. The top of the mountain is a cliff and the river is outside. On a rock protruding outward from the top of the mountain, the ghosts closed their eyes and sat cross-legged. .

"What's going on? I can't feel Yuntian's breath!" The young lady suddenly stopped and frowned.

Obviously, people are not far away, which can be seen by the naked eye, but spiritual knowledge cannot sense the breath. In her induction, Yuntian is like a "dead man", a veritable ghost!

Yun Xiaotian and Xiao Manxuan are just ordinary people and can't perceive like the ancient warriors, so they can't understand what the young lady is talking about, and the two women can only look at Lin Tian.

Then they found out that Lin Tian was also frowning, and there seemed to be nothing to figure out.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with my brother?" Yun Xiaotian asked with some worry. She heard her mother said that when ancient martial arts practiced, sometimes they would go into a demon, and the consequences would be death or injury. The thought of it made her even more nervous.

"Shh ... don't make a noise." Lin Tian said softly, letting them be calm and restless.

Lin Tian ate breakfast by himself. Like a person who was fine, Yun Xiaotian had to wait patiently because of his trust in Lin Tian. Not to mention Xiao Manxuan, he trusted Lin Tian unconditionally. He said that it was all right.

The young lady sensed carefully and seemed to think of something.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in the morning sunlight, the river ice that has already melted under the cliffs, the water flows endlessly, and there are a few green buds hidden on the bare branches. It seems to be waiting for the warm spring to come, and then the branches are scattered, and the eyes are alive. Deep sight.

Several bugs flew from the withered grass, and as they passed over the ghost's head, one of them fell and stopped on his arm.

The moment the worm fell, Lin Tian felt a strange breath in the air, and then the ghost opened his eyes and his breathing returned to normal. He breathed softly at the worm, and his breath pulled out a white exercise in the morning light. Frightened, the bug flew up and followed his companion.

Lin Tian was slightly surprised, not because of the worm, but because of the spirit's breath. Previously, the ghost had an evil spirit and murderous eyes. That was because he had experienced war and walked among the dead.

But now, ghosts are no different from ordinary people, and the **** smell is gone. The **** smell is a very strange smell that anyone who has ever played on the battlefield will have. No matter how many baths you take, this **** smell will not disappear, others can't smell it, but Lin Tian smells it.

When he first met the ghost, he had this **** smell.

"Heaven, I haven't seen you in a long time." The ghost smiled familiarly, making people feel that this was the ghost.

"Brother, your situation just startled us and thought you ..." Yun Xiaotian was a little bit afraid, and he didn't dare to say the words.

But the ghost said openly: "Think I'm dead? Your elder brother has just recognized his loved ones, but where is he willing to die?"

"Then why can't Sister Man Xue feel your breath?" Yun Xiaotian asked curiously.

"Master ’s exercises are special. He learned to die before he died, and he lives in secret, just like those trees. In winter, their leaves wither, and only bare branches are left, like dead."

"But in the spring, when the sun is born, they will grow green shoots and grow into lush trees. Between life and death, there is an avenue." The ghost said with a smile, quite a bit like a senior, he was young some.

"Seeing life and death, running yin and yang, Wang Lao really has a natural talent!" Lin Tian admired sincerely.

Such a thing as opportunity, talent, perception, experience, and creation are all indispensable, and Lin Tian thought he could not do it. Of course, he is not familiar with ancient martial arts.

At this time, a man came out of the grove. The man was wearing a plain gray clothes and looked plain, but Lin Tian respected him.

"Lao Wang ..." Several people in Lin Tian clenched their fists and walked over. It was the ghost master Wang Lao, the genius who was driven out of the house by the Wang family.

"Young man, the old man ca n’t afford to praise you so much. You battled Tang Xuansu in Qingshuangge. I have heard that it is a terrible epidemic." Wang Lao looked at Lin Tian with a look of admiration and eyes glowing: There are still some imperfections in the exercises. I am just a student of nature. Some things have not been seen through. "

"Not perfect?" Lin Tian's heart moved and a decision was made: "Lao Wang, I have a scripture, and I would like to invite Wang Lao to take a look."

"Oh? I want to hear the details." Wang Lao was indeed curious, curiosity is also one of the essential qualities of genius.

Lin Tian turned his hand and added a dagger in his hand, which was transformed into a metal bracelet, but this would become a dagger for Tianjie. Wang Lao and the ghost could not see it, and thought it was hidden in his body.

Although the young lady and Xiao Manxuan were clear, they didn't know what he was going to do, and they were a little curious, because Lin Tian always brought surprises.

Lin Tian didn't explain, walked around and found a large flat rock. He closed his eyes slightly, and a scripture of power exercises emerged in his mind.

Uh ...

Lin Tian waved his dagger across the rock, the broken pieces fell down, and the words appeared on the rocks one by one.

"Good word!" Wang Lao admired.

Lin Tian's lettering Long Fei Feng Wu, flowing clouds, like his personality, unrestrained. He engraved very quickly, and carved out the entire "Xuanwu Ding" in a short while. With a wave of his hand, he wiped away all the broken pieces, and all the words were clearly displayed. , Yin-Yang cycle, life and death are immortal ... "Wang Lao read softly.

The young lady also concentrates on reading. The more she looks, the more dignified her face is, and so is the ghost. Xiao Manxuan and Yun Xiaotian have nothing to do, but she is an ancient martial artist. At a glance, she knows that it is an ancient martial arts method and a mysterious one.

The oldest reaction was Wang Lao, who was frightened to describe his expression at this time.

"This ... this ..." Wang Lao pointed to the scriptures, and his speech was unfavorable, and his inner vibration was visible.

He saw more clearly than the young lady and understood the value of this exercise, especially to him.

"Lao Wang, don't hide that you said that this exercise was given to me by a senior, called Xuanwu Ding." Lin Tian did not hide, but did not say everything.

Several people were puzzled when they heard the names of the exercises, apparently they had never heard of them. Xuanwu Ding is an ancient practice, which has long been lost. Miss, Wang Lao, as an ancient martial artist, doesn't know, but Ziyan knows, what's the origin of that sister?

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