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Chapter 1571 Bloodline Martial Arts

Zhao Han got up again and continued practicing under the bright sun.

Now the two of them are surrounded by a woodland and a hut.

There is everything in the forest, clear water, wild fruits, and wild animals.

The hut was built by a blind boy. It is very exquisite, almost like a villa.

It has been half a year since I last escaped, one person and one dog.

She has mastered the skills that only dogs can practice, and is only a little short of mastery.

Now it feels that its strength should also be in the inner Qi realm.

And it also felt that the exercises were incomplete.

The incomplete part seems to want to find a master for itself?

Use the emotional connection with your master to stimulate the progress of your own martial arts.

It seems mysterious, but it has actually been seen in many martial arts movies.

In order to make progress, some swordsmen find lovers and use their feelings to practice the sword of love.

But now it has been transferred to the relationship between the dog and its owner.

Forget it, she doesn't need it.

She just wants to be a free and affectionate dog.

Point your four legs toward the sky and feel the internal air flow.

The dog's head hangs to the ground, comprehending the power of the earth.

The heat is scorching and the mind is tempered.

Absorbing any external force actually does not exist.

It cannot absorb any energy from this big sun.

What can be refined is your own Qi, blood and nutrients.

After practicing for a while, I found that my inner breath was slightly stronger, and I could hardly feel it.

This practice is too slow.

"Only when you have adventure can you become stronger quickly. Lao Guo, do you know where there is adventure?" Zhao Han asked casually.

"I know." Wen Rensheng replied casually.

"Where?"

"Then do you know where we are currently?"

"This is the Longhan Dynasty. We are currently in the north of the Longhan Empire. I heard from the mountain people that this place should be called Chaotic Soul Forest." Zhao Han opened his mouth and came.

It is not just practicing these days. It also goes out to catch rabbits when it has nothing to do. Occasionally I heard the hunter talk about it.

The blind young master can live on eating only fruit, but he is a dog and his gastrointestinal tract can't stand it...

The rabbit is so cute, so of course it has to be delicious, so the division of labor is that it catches the rabbit and the blind man cooks.

"The Forest of Lost Souls? You actually ended up here." Wen Rensheng recalled the script carefully, "Yes, for the past two days, you can walk around the entrance of the forest to see if there is any girl who has fainted."

Humph, he also said that he is not a member of the family, how can a normal person know these things?

Zhao Han thought bitterly, then swung his tail and ran out of the forest.

…………

Outside the Chaotic Soul Forest.

"Wait, I will definitely take revenge!" Miss Eight staggered into the woods, and finally fainted from exhaustion.

Before she fainted, she saw a somewhat familiar dog?

Is it the big tiger that has been missing for a long time?

Zhao Han didn't expect that he would meet his former master.

If you think about it carefully, although the previous owner was a bit of a villain, she was still impeccable.

"Is this an adventure? I understand, it should be for me to repay the favor and achieve spiritual perfection." She woke up.

Then easily carry the other person on his back.

Now he is a capable dog.

Then it took Miss Eight back to the cabin in the woods.

Wen Rensheng was slightly startled when he saw the person the other party brought.

This is not the woman mentioned in the script.

It seems that the script has begun to change.

"She is a chance encounter, right? Lao Guo, what you said is really accurate. I just went over and ran into Miss Eight. I was very guilty before. I was so busy running away that I forgot to ask her what was going on." Zhao Han

said excitedly.

"She, let's just forget it." Wen Rensheng nodded slightly. Although the script has changed, there is indeed a secret about the eighth lady.

"Reluctantly, forget it, I'll give her some water first."

Zhao Han began to take care of each other, feeding him with water and food, and was busy...

Until Miss Eight wakes up.

"Is it you, Dahu?" Miss Eight asked, touching the big dog in front of her.

"Well, it's me." Zhao Han replied matter-of-factly.

"Ah, monster!" Miss Eight was so frightened that she shrank back into the quilt and could no longer see the wild and evil image of her before.

"I can only speak after practicing martial arts. I have taught children before, don't you know?" Zhao Han wondered.

As for such a big reaction?

Those children are not afraid of her.

"I don't know. I was attacked and passed out, and then I lived with my second brother. Now my second brother and third uncle are dead, Howling Villa is occupied by someone named Sun, and I am the only one left in the Huan family."

Miss Eight said sadly.

Although Zhao Han felt that she should comfort him, but thinking about the people in the village who were hungry and cold every day, and the children who had not had a full meal since they were four or five years old, she felt that she really had no motivation to comfort him.

The oppressor will always be pressured back.

Only equality can relieve pressure and prevent a cycle of such tragedies.

"Well, well, what are you going to do?" Zhao Han had no choice but to ask.

"I want to learn martial arts well and take revenge."

"After revenge?"

"Take back the villa."

"After that?"

"After that, we will recruit a son-in-law, give birth to a child, and inherit the villa."

"And then in a few generations, will future generations experience such a turmoil again?"

"I will leave my ancestral teachings behind. I will drive away my son-in-law as soon as he gives birth to a child. I will never accept an adopted son." Miss Eight said firmly.

hehe.

Zhao Han wanted to laugh inexplicably.

They want to use some ancestral teachings and some seemingly practical methods to avoid recurrence of disasters, but they don't think about the root cause.

"What if they don't comply?" Zhao Han continued to ask.

"Yes, if they don't comply, I won't be able to see it. Yes, I heard that there is a martial arts that can only be practiced by direct bloodline. I want to find it. With this martial arts, what happened before will never happen again."

Miss Eight suddenly said excitedly.

Alas, I still don’t think about the root cause.

Zhao Han secretly despised it in his heart, and then suddenly realized something: "What kind of martial arts is so magical?"

"The Heavenly Evil Blood Hidden Technique is said to be spread only among the Holy Religion and can only be learned by direct descendants of the Holy Religion. It is because of this that the leader of the Holy Religion has always been in the hands of the whole family." Miss Eight said carefully.

"The Holy Cult must be a huge organization, right? How did you get it?"

"It's up to you."

"Look at me?" Zhao Han lowered his head and looked at his dog legs. What can it do?

"Yes, I heard a few martial arts people say that the saint of the holy religion likes dogs with strong spirituality. I will give you to her and you can help me steal it." Miss Eight said matter-of-factly.

"Shall I steal it out?" Zhao Han wanted to bang the dog's head against the wall.

Are you trying to turn yourself into dog meat?

"The Holy Religion should be heavily guarded, how can I steal it?"

"It's impossible for them to know that a dog can talk. After you go in, follow the saint and just write down the formula." Miss Eight said confidently.

"Not necessarily. I have been giving lectures for a long time and many people know that I can speak." Zhao Han shook his head.

Miss Eight looked at it and suddenly thought: "I have a way."

…………

After half a day, Zhao Han was about to cry but had no tears.

Because it turned into a purple dog.

I don’t know where the eighth lady got the dye, and it didn’t fade after being washed.

"Okay, this way, they won't be able to tell. As long as you pretend to be a little bit like you, no one will doubt you." Miss Eight admired her work and was very satisfied.

"Okay." Zhao Han had no choice but to agree.

After all, if you enter the Holy Religion, you should have a lot of resources available.


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