Infinite Heroes Seat

At the bottom of Jade Lake, Langhuan’s blessed land, looking at the statue holding a long sword and wearing a palace costume in front of me, I can’t hear that I sighed. No wonder the unlucky person Wuyazi was able to estrus with a statue. It is really too realistic. .

The size of ordinary people is the same. Wearing a light yellow silk shirt, the white jade texture on the face reveals a faint red color, and the eyes sculpted with black gems are faintly radiant, no matter where you stand. On the side of the jade statue, you will find that the eyes are always toward you, and the look in the eyes is even more elusive, like joy like love, seemingly affectionate, and sad.

"Tsk tsk, really a beauty." Even Mo Wen, who is used to seeing beautiful women, can't help but admire. If Qiu, Hermione, and Lilian are more **** in the West, then the beauty of the statue in front of you is Closer to the freshness and elegance of the East, there are completely two different aesthetics.

However, looking closer, Mo Wen was not as addicted to it as Wu Yazi.

He looked at the two futons in front of the statue, and without hesitation he tore the small one and took out the silk bag inside. The silk bag was about one foot long, and a few lines of fine words were written on the white silk: "You I knocked it for the first thousand times, and it was for me to encourage me, and I have no regrets in my life. This volume is for me...I have learned to go down the mountain, for the rest of the Xiaoyao school disciples, there is one omission, which is left in the sky and the earth. "

I didn’t even care about Li Qiushui’s so-called last life. He was not a dumb kid like Duan Yu who had to consider even a vow for a long time. Mo Wen directly unfolded the silk scroll inside, and saw that the first line reads "Beiming Divine Art". The four characters are graceful and powerful. It is the same as the writing written on the outside of the silk wrapper. Later, he wrote: "Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" has a saying: "There are people in the sea in the north of the poor, and Tianchi. There is a fish, which is thousands of miles away. I don't know how to repair it." And then,... ...So internal strength is the foundation, and the tricks are the last. The following pictures must be studied carefully."

Looking at the naked portrait of a naked woman on the silk scroll, even if there were many women, Mo Wen, who had experienced a lot of peach blossom battles, had to sigh with emotion. It was really scary for women to go crazy. Not only did Li Qiushui wear a lot of green hats on Wuyazi, but now he painted his **** paintings on it even when he was teaching martial arts. It was really open. You must know that this is not the kind of open environment of later generations. This kind of **** painting is shocking everywhere.

But after all, I have experienced many women. When facing **** paintings, Mo Wen is not as uncomfortable as Yu Yu in the middle of the original book. Instead, I watched it carefully.

"Cloud Gate", "Zhongfu", "Tianfu", "Xiabai", "Chize", "Kongzui", "Lieque", "Jingqu", "Dayuan", "Yuji" one by one The acupuncture points were imprinted in Mo Wen's brain. A picture of meridian movement appears automatically.

Involuntarily sitting down cross-legged, Mo Wen began to operate according to the first recorded exercise on the silk scroll. The magic power and aura derived from the magical world are continuously transformed into internal power under the action of the laws of heaven and earth and the body of heroic spirits, and it is hard to hear that the originally empty dantian quickly fills up.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, and finally forty-five years of Beiming power was transformed by Mo Wen.

Mo Wen couldn't help but let out a long roar with the abundant internal strength of his whole body.

"what!"

Fortunately, this is at the bottom of Yuhu Lake, otherwise this long roar can definitely alarm half of the people of Wuliang Mountain.

After the long roar, Mo Wen slowly opened his eyes, and carefully looked at his hands. Feeling the slow flow of true energy, there is a movement in my heart. He slammed to a stone table next to him.

Without any martial arts moves, just relying on the internal force of the body to flow automatically, the thick stone table unexpectedly broke.

But looking at the broken stone table, Mo Wen frowned in dissatisfaction. The power is too weak, which is the same as the power of the little magic in the Harry Potter world, and the amazing destructive power in the dark. It's incomparable.

But Mo Wen’s mind originally explained: “Master, this is because the world you are in is different. Although the total amount of energy has not changed, the effect will depend on the law of that world itself, and the energy of the low Wu world. Destructiveness is inferior to low demons, not to mention that Diablo is one of the more powerful ones in low-level planes."

Listening to the original explanation, Mo Wen's originally depressed mood relaxed a lot. Unlike Duan Yu who only learned two pictures in the original work, Mo Wen then worked through all 36 pictures before stopping. Came down, and two days have passed by this time.

And after practicing the Beiming Divine Art, after all the meridians that can be opened up in the whole body are opened, Mo Wen will naturally not let go of the next Lingbo microsteps, although the importance of this step in Mo Wen’s eyes is not as important as compatible and compatible. The collected Beiming divine art, but it is also a first-class light work in the world, especially when it comes to short-distance movement.

Because he is not familiar with the gossip of the Book of Changes, Mo Wen's speed in practicing Lingbo Weibu is far less than Duan Yu. During this period, he even almost went into a madness several times, but he relied on the powerful recovery ability of his heroic body and forty years of intrepidity. Inner strength, Mo Wen actually stood up to the crisis of getting caught up in the devil and trained this step to an extremely proficient level within half a month. Although it cannot be said to be a master, at least it is no problem to use it against the enemy.

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On this day, at the bottom of Yuhu Lake, in the former blessed land, I saw a figure fluttering back and forth in the small stone room. Although the speed was extremely fast, the naked eye could almost only catch a trace of the afterimage, but that manner But it is indescribably refined, and it makes people feel like a fairy descending.

And gradually, the speed of the celestial figure became faster and faster, and the whole stone room was filled with floating figures, and then suddenly the countless figures suddenly gathered into one, at a distance of a stone table. Stopped in front of him.

Gently wiped off the sweat on his forehead, Mo Wen smiled when he looked at the table close at hand, his own Lingbo microsteps have reached a certain level of heat, and further down, he can only rely on water milling skills to improve a little bit. , Or integrate into other light work to improve ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But neither of these can be achieved in a short time.

Looking at the dusty stone room around him, Mo Wen thought to himself that it was time to leave the blessed land, but Mo Wen was a little embarrassed where he was going next.

The top martial arts of the Tianlong era include the Xiaoyao school’s quaint schools, the eighteen palms of the descending dragon, the six-channel magic sword, the Murong family’s Dou Zhuan Xingyi, and the Shaolin Temple’s Yi Jin Jing. Unfortunately, these are not beyond my reach. Yes, the three old monsters of the Xiaoyao faction don’t mention it, North Qiaofeng and Nan Murong are not easy to provoke, and there are also sweeping monks in the seemingly simple Shaolin Temple. Eventually, if you accidentally use inexplicable power, you will get in the ditch. After the ship capsized, in the end, the Six-Medical Excalibur in Tianlong Temple in Dali might be the easiest top martial arts, but Mo Wen who has read the original knows that the bones of the old monks are extremely hard, and they may ruin the sword spectrum if they are not careful. One shot and two scattered.

Among the remaining martial arts, there are very few that can make Mo Wen's eyes on his eyes, and it doesn't seem to be worth a special trip.

Thinking about it left and right, Mo Wen felt that he should leave the blessed land first.

Going up the steps by the stone room, after turning three turns, Mo Wen came to a river. Hearing the sound of the rumbling river, he suddenly moved in his heart. He seemed to have forgotten a treasure. That thing should be right now. It's right in Wuliang Mountain. (To be continued...)