Martial Arts Spiritual Exchange System

Great Qing Dynasty, Golden Prefecture, capital city.

The night sky, rainy and rainy, thick dark clouds covering the sky, bringing pressure and depression to the whole world.

Lu Mansion, brightly lit.

Lu Ci sat on the chair blankly, her towering chest undulating violently, and shock still remained in her eyes.

She couldn't believe what happened just now.

However, in Dantian's lower abdomen, the qi sense burning like a flame made Lu Ci understand that what happened just now was not an illusory dream.

Her eyes waver, her beautiful red lips are slightly upturned.

There was really a mysterious martial daoist senior just now. The soul transfer occupied her fleshy body and helped her condense the qi sense and step into the Qi Refinement Martial Artist threshold!

Clenching a small fist, Lu Ci couldn't help but cheer.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Lu Ci cautiously moved towards the surroundings whispered: "senior, are you still there?"

There was no response, the surroundings were quiet, only The crisp sound of rain falling mandarin duck tiles is endless.

It seems that senior is really gone.

I don't know when the next senior appears... when.

I am really looking forward to it.

Senior is very cold, but at least it can help her continue to grow on Qi Refinement Martial Dao.

Standing up, Lu Ci moved towards the air in front of the body slightly leaned forward, gave a salute, as if sending the senior away.

Then she hummed happily and twisted her lower waist.

Suddenly.

There was a slight tapping sound from the closed carved wooden door.

"Little Ci, are you asleep?"

There was a strong middle-aged voice.

Lu Ci's twisting motion became stiff, and he hurriedly sat in a chair with a slight cough, and said, "Nothing."

Crunch.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in casual brocade clothes stepped into the house with a beautiful woman.

"Xiaoci, you just inspired the blood essence in the room?"

Feeling the blood-reeking qi that has not yet dissipated in the air, Lu Ci's father Lu Mangran Weiwei Frown, said.

"It's okay, don't activate the blood essence power at will, it is easy to hurt the body, and what kind of martial arts the girl learns!"

Lu Ci hurriedly nodded, and then ran to the beautiful woman, acting like a baby He took the beautiful woman's hand: "Mother."

"What your father said is for your own good. If it weren't for your insistence, your father and mother would never agree with you to practice martial arts."

The beautiful woman gave her daughter a cowardly look.

Lu Mangran snorted and told the beautiful woman to make a bowl of chicken soup for Lu Ci tomorrow. After that, he walked to the desk and saw the wet ink stains and the wolf's pen on the shelf. The eyebrows couldn't help but pick up.

"Are you commenting on the Palace Report?"

Lu Mangran surprisedly said.

As a diplomat of the Great Qing Dynasty, Qing Honglu Temple, he likes to read some Palace Reports and make some comments.

And the Palace Report he has read will be organized and shown to his daughter, which can promote her understanding of major events in the world. By the way, let her help to keep the Palace Report commented by him, so as not to shed out and become someone else’s talk. .

However, in his memory, Lu Ci just looked at these Palace Reports and did not have the habit of making comments.

Lu Mangran picked up the Palace Report and dusted it.

Slowly glanced.

Soon, he saw the line of words that were still wet, which was an answer to the question he left.

"Practice martial arts for the rise of Human Race..."

Lu Mangran's eyes condensed.

Mumbling and chewing, then his expression becomes extremely complicated.

A simple and ordinary sentence.

But it did all the basic purpose of Human Race martial arts.

Daughter, grown up.

Lu Mangran is so magnificent.

These words vaguely let him see a certain determination of his daughter.

For a while, Lu Mangran fell into deep thought.

He even made him ignore the slightly different details of the handwriting from his daughter Juanxiu's handwriting.

Lu Mangran put down the Palace Report, closed his eyes, and his thoughts turned back and forth.

Outside the window, the rain falls quietly on the ground.

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Scarlet Prefecture, Nine Directions Walled City.

In the second half of the night, it rained heavily!

Like a crossbow arrow projected from the dark clouds, piercing the earth, washing away the foul water and dirty stains on the streets of the Nine Directions Walled City slum area.

In the dilapidated hut.

Fang Zhou returned to his body, after a quarter of an hour, he poured himself a cup of boiling water.

Drink it all in one sip, as if coming to life.

What I have seen and heard before is like a distant dream.

In his dream, he completely controlled the fleshy body of a young girl, and being able to manipulate it act wilfully was really a...weird and inexplicable experience.

The excitement is no less than the first crossing.

Of course, what matters most to Fang Zhou is the recorded Martial Dao cultivation technique and battle skill!

Fang Zhou's mind moved, deep in his consciousness, the wonderful Martial Arts Bookstore appeared again, and Fang Zhou entered it.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, the white soul candle is slowly burning again. Perhaps when the white candle burns out, Soul Shift Spiritual Exchange can be carried out again.

On the shelf of the bookstore, Fang Zhou found the book recorded in volume.

extend the hand Take out "Marrow Cleansing Scripture", and an electric current surges into his mind, spreading through his limbs!

That is the route and method of Marrow Cleansing Scripture, and it even contains the experience of doing things on the Lu Ci fleshy body!

Fang Zhou was overjoyed, and immediately sat cross-legged in the dilapidated hut. Even the darkness around him could not drown his excitement.

"Luck for a week, entraining qi to go through the governor channel, tongs the channel, gravity passes through the Qi Sea, Guanyuan, and Zhongji points, opens the points, gathers qi sense!"

Fang Zhou The meridian circuit of "Marrow Cleansing Scripture" is running again and again in the body.

Have a bottom line of experience in treating Lu Ci's body.

Less than two hours.

A muffled noise came from the dilapidated cabin.

There was a wave of invisible air violently, and the wooden table that had been in disrepair for a long time made a scream of "crunching, crunching".

Fang Zhou opened his eyes, his eyes brightened!

"It's finished!"

In the dantian, qi sense was born!

During the operation of qi sense, it is like a stove, providing power to the whole body.

""Opening Spirit Art" belongs to the Qi Refinement enlightenment cultivation technique. It just helps to condense the qi sense. The upper limit of Qi Refinement is to become Qi Refinement First Realm, Martial Apprentice."

"If I continue to develop and improve "Marrow Cleansing Scripture", I may be able to increase the upper limit of "Marrow Cleansing Scripture" and increase the upper limit. In the future, I have the opportunity to become a Martial Master, and even become the Grandmaster of Qi Refinement Martial Dao..."

Fang Zhou clenched his fist, feeling the power emerging from the dantian, a flame of hope was burning in his eyes.

Martial Dao experience is very important!

"But, how do you get the Martial Dao experience...?"

"My first Martial Dao experience was because I watched the battle in the martial battleground for several years, so it turned into 10 points of experience..."

"In addition, according to the tips of the bookstore, I left it to Lu Ci's "Marrow Cleansing Scripture". If she is actively cultivating, I have the Martial Dao experience accumulated by me. Chance..."

This is equivalent to planting seeds that can germinate on Lu Ci.

"And I...I can't get Martial Dao experience by running the cultivation technique, but you can get Martial Dao experience by observing the battle in the martial battleground. How about going on stage and fighting in boxing? Will it be easier to gain experience?"

Fang Zhou has doubts and speculations in his mind.

As for proving whether this speculation is correct, Fang Zhou can only go on stage.

Fang Zhou's eyes gradually solidified in the dark.

He didn't dare to fight before, it was because he had no capital and no cards.

Now, he possesses Marrow Cleansing Scripture, as well as the two skills of "tearing" and "shadow" extracted from the blood essence of Lu Ci's blood sac!

He has enough confidence to board the martial battleground!

In the future, Fang Zhou will even have the opportunity to find Qian Houzi to avenge the ten copper plates taken!

In addition, boxing is a must. He is impossible to be a young servant in the slum area all his life.

Even more how, Martial Dao's experience gains, but also has to fight.

Light the candle in the house.

Fang Zhou re-entered the Martial Arts Bookstore and turned over the recorded "tear" and "shadow" techniques.

This ability that originally existed in the ominous beast blood essence was actually precipitated.

As Fang Zhou flipped through it, all the contents of the booklet were transferred to Fang Zhou's mind.

Fang Zhou has returned to his consciousness and started to make perfect reproduction in the dilapidated hut, playing these two skills in a way similar to martial skills.

With the cultivation technique and the martial skill, Fang Zhou lacks combat experience.

Shangquan is the best place to accumulate combat experience.

Fang Zhou plans to go to the martial battleground to find Master Zhao tomorrow.

The heavy rain outside the window is like a column.

However, it is difficult to extinguish the flames in Fang Zhou's heart.

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……

The sky is still gloomy and gloomy the next day.

The rain is a little lighter, but there is still a continuous drizzle, like curtains covering the sky.

Fang Zhou woke up, after washing, he put on the washed white and gray bunt, put on a coat and hat, and walked out of the dilapidated house.

At the roadside stall, I drank a bowl of hot bean curd, then stepped on the mud on the street and walked towards the inner city martial battleground.

In front of the low door of the martial battleground.

A young servant dressed in a hat and a hat is like a swimming fish. After passing the examination, they entered the field.

The martial battleground gate on the other side is the way for the powerful and powerful with umbrellas, as well as the gorgeously dressed officials.

Young servants are not qualified to go.

Fang Zhou came to the small gate of the martial battleground familiarly.

Suddenly, Fang Zhou stopped abruptly.

Fang Zhou's gaze under the hat is slightly raised, looking into the distance.

A few meters from the side of the martial battleground door, Qian Houzi, holding an umbrella, smiling on his face, stood quietly in the rain, as if he was and the others.

Qian Houzi?

Fang Zhou's eyes condensed.

In the misty rain, the umbrella screen was raised. When Qian Houzi was talking and laughing with the gate guard, his gaze swept, and Fang Zhou's gaze collided in the rain.

One after another The raindrops falling from Nine Heavens seem to be suspended in the air without gravity.

Qian Houzi stared at Fang Zhou, and his smile became richer and more playful.

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