"What are you doing?"

Thirteen didn't quite understand the changes in Zhang Yanming's body, so he simply grabbed his hand and used internal force to test his meridians: "What's going on? Why is your meridians like beginners, and only have internal force in your dantian?"

In addition, Thirteen had something even more puzzled. Zhang Yanming's current situation was like he met Huang Guiyun for the first time, and the same was true for the boy at that time.

"Before the Anshi Rebellion, that is, half a year after you fell off the cliff, someone has developed a better way of practicing, and no longer has to take great risks to rush to the strange acupoints like before. As long as the internal strength of the Dantian is sufficient, the strange acupoints can be opened."

Zhang Yanming indicated that Thirteen would pay attention to the changes in his meridians and explained: "This is the basic framework of the martial god's mind method."

Zhang Yanming's luck raised the power of the Dantian. Thirteen felt that the internal force in Zhang Yanming's dantian kept wandering along the meridians everywhere without any resistance, and then easily broke through the ten-level strange acupoints.

"Are you mistaken? Someone announced such a strange way to play when Lin was just hiding? This method was also studied by the Martial God Mushu?"

The Tang Dynasty did not work completely behind closed doors. Instead, many people were willing to publish their cultivation experiences so that others could pick the mistakes from them and use them to help themselves improve.

Such people are either martial arts illegitimate, or talented and intelligent people. Even if they announce their cultivation experience, they will quickly adjust and change it, and they will never be able to easily surpass them.

Of course, not everyone in the martial arts world will understand. Paying attention to these things often benefits those who want to improve themselves but do not have talent.

Thirteen has the talent for martial arts practice, but most of the time it depends on one's own thinking. Later, after seeing such a person in the world, he simply brought other people's experience and modified his own situation appropriately. It was not a problem for most people to pass through.

Zhang Yanming shook his head and said, "This exercise was not studied by Mu Shu, and it is still a little worse than the martial god mental method that everyone mentioned."

"But thanks to this way of cultivation, even if I have limited talent, I only need some time. If there are any treasures, elixirs, etc., it doesn't even take too much time."

"In short, as long as you have enough internal strength to open up all the strange acupoints, I am still like this, not to mention some talented people. In just half a year, experts from the world flocked out."

Thirteen slapped his thigh: "Gan Linliang! No wonder Lin was chased by a few pawns back then! I thought those people from the Zhengqi League had taken drugs, so that's how it was."

Although his injuries had not yet healed, he dared to stumble everywhere, thinking that at least he had the reputation of the past, he could stop many troubles. When he met a senior hero and master, he would say that he was injured. After all, those who are very proud of their faces are very proud of their faces and will not attack someone who is seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, when Thirteen showed the identity of the Ten Palaces of the Great Snow Peak, not only did the troubles in front of them not be resolved, but the small characters around who had never heard of their names also started to chop people. As long as they heard that they were chasing the evildoers of the Great Snow Peak, they all volunteered to fight and help.

At that time, he was still thinking about when the people in the Zhengqi League would be so upright.

Zhang Yanming raised his head and laughed: "Haha, things in the world are unpredictable. Who would have thought that such changes would occur at that time?"

Thirteen accidentally revealed the scandals of the past and quickly changed the topic: "No, according to you, there are many masters at the tenth level, but Lin Que hasn't seen many people along the way, but some young people are better... Young people, right! Apart from you, I don't seem to have seen a few people of our age."

"Because of the Anshi Rebellion."

"What happened to the Anshi Rebellion? It seems that many things in Lin's life are related to this."

According to the world that Thirteen now knows, the Anshi Rebellion is the turning point for the world to move towards prosperity, but it is not the focus.

The point is the legendary martial god. Why did such a character suddenly appear? Why did he disappear suddenly?

With the ability of the God of War, he could completely take up the position of leader of the righteous alliance that no one dared to be in decades, gather the power in the martial arts world, and he could not be afraid of the threat from the court. But Mu Shu left obediently

Central Plains.

It appeared suddenly, disappeared suddenly, and was particularly obedient... These things made Thirteen feel very puzzled. How could such a master be hidden in the world? No one has never heard a little bit of the wind.

"Heroes can only be produced in troubled times. As strength increases, people's desires expand, as if overnight, people are fighting everywhere, fighting against evil, fighting against evil, fighting against justice and justice, fighting against justice and justice..."

"What does the matter in the world have to do with war? We used to do our own things, as long as we don't cause too much trouble."

The so-called big mess is not to affect too many civilians. If you can't even live a peaceful life, it will be not far from something big.

What's more, if there are really evil demons and heretics, there will naturally be righteous knights who will save the country and the people without the court coming forward.

"It turns out that the little mess will become a big mess when they get together. There are always some strange rumors in the world. I don't know when. Some people say that Yang Guifei is a fairy from heaven descending to earth. There is a secret of becoming an immortal in her colorful song."

Zhang Yanming looked mysterious and looked like "This is amazing, I will only tell you one person", but Thirteen did not use this trick.

"Are you wrong? Are those people so obsessed with practice? If you say that practicing martial arts can prolong life and make you live, the gods are all legendary, right?" Thirteen just picked up a piece of meat. After hearing the news, they couldn't hold it firmly, and a large piece of braised pork fell on the table.

Zhang Yanming said helplessly: "The legend is the legend, but some people are willing to believe it. Moreover, compared with the martial arts masters, immortality is more attractive."

Since ancient times, legends of gods and ghosts have always been indispensable, but this is just something people are unwilling to face death.

Thirteen said: "But Yang Guifei is in the palace. Even if she wants it, she must have the ability to get people out in the palace, right? Jinwuwei is not a joke."

In his impression, the world and the temple seem to have no social relationship. After all, the world is composed of many small people. It is good to occasionally find some small troubles from the government and make a difference. If you really run into the imperial city and make a big fuss, you are just looking for death.

Zhang Yanming said: "Later, a man named An Lushan besieged the imperial city with his troops... Tang Huang hurriedly left Chang'an and fled to..."

"Stop, stop, Lin Que didn't have time to listen to you talk about history, just talk about the key points."

Zhang Yanming's leisurely and contented look, finally finding an old friend to chat slowly, made Thirteen very anxious. He is now extremely eager to know the essence of things.

Zhang Yanming also poured himself a glass of wine: "It's so tiring to keep talking, why don't you read a book."

"Book? What book?"

"It's the book that teaches you to become a martial arts master"

“What the hell??”

Thirteen squirted out a sip of wine. Zhang Yanming waved his cuffs at that moment and swung the mist open.

"The book you bought in Licheng."

"I'll go, what's going on?"

"Haha, actually I've been in Licheng for a long time. When you made a mistake in Yuelai Inn, the bad guys were on you. But at that time I didn't know it was you, but I just treated it as an ordinary person who caused trouble. When you come back, the people below presented the portrait, and I felt it looked familiar. I didn't expect it was you."

Zhang Yanming had one more thing that he hadn't told Thirteen at this time.

Ahhh! I can’t finish writing, and I can’t win the full-time award. I’m so sad that I have to work hard to write more manuscripts in case of emergencies...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!