From the Martial Arts World to the Immortal Cultivation World Chapter 283: The Dragon Crosses the River
Zhongyuan, Xincheng.
Baiyumen is the most famous external martial arts sect in Xincheng.
It is said that when you practice the White Jade Skill in the sect to great perfection, your skin will be as smooth and translucent as white jade, and it will be difficult to be hurt by swords.
It's not like ordinary Kung Fu training. By the end of the training, your whole body is covered with muscles, which is very unsightly.
Therefore, Baiyumen is the only choice for many women in the Central Plains who practice external martial arts.
At this time, on the martial arts training ground in Baiyu Gate, a group of women wearing light pure black plain clothes were boxing "hum haha".
Most of them are young women.
Due to practicing the White Jade Kung Fu, my skin is snow-white and there is not a trace of fat on my body. My figure is extremely graceful and well-proportioned, and it is quite pleasing to the eye when I box and kick.
Among the many women, one woman stands out in particular.
She stood in the center of the crowd, standing six feet and three inches tall. She stood out among the many women in height, with a slender waist and slender legs.
Her face is extremely beautiful, but her skin has a healthy wheat complexion, and her whole person exudes a healthy and lively aura.
Every time a punch was struck, the sound of "whirring" was heard in the air, leaving no doubt about the power of this punch.
At this time, he was on the outside of the martial arts training ground.
A majestic old man with a bald head and half-white eyebrows was sitting on the ground and watching a group of women practicing martial arts with a smile.
Next to him, an old man with extremely white skin and black hair appeared silently.
His skin is as fair as a woman's, and only through the vicissitudes of his eyes can one deduce that he is not young.
The old man said helplessly: "Old man Han, if you don't go back to the house to recover from your injuries, why are you here peeking at our female disciples?"
Han Long was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "Nonsense, I am obviously looking at my daughter!"
The old man is Wang Kuntong, the master of the White Jade Sect, Han Han's master, a strong man at the peak of the fifth level of external skills, and only one step away from being famous.
Wang Kuntong looked at the many female disciples and said with satisfaction: "As expected of her ancestral bloodline, she is indeed gifted. I think Han'er can step into the bone forging at any time, and when the time comes to activate her bloodline, many fifth-level disciples will not be her match."
"It's a pity that she doesn't know how to control her own bloodline. She still has a lot of potential to be tapped. Why don't you take her back to the Jiang family to recognize her ancestors?"
Han Long sneered and said: "Those birdmen from the Jiang family are not good people. They have been working hard to cultivate the purest bloodline.
If Han'er goes away, he will definitely be dragged over to be bred with, isn't it a wolf walking into a tiger's mouth?"
"It's so ugly to say that we are not matched for breeding. Han'er's bloodline is so pure, even if we are to get married, we will arrange for the most outstanding child of the Jiang family."
Han Long shook his head and said: "Let Han'er choose who she likes, no one can force her, no one can manipulate her.
When the time comes when someone bullies you, as a master, you cannot just sit idly by."
"Fart, am I that kind of person?" Wang Kuntong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
"By the way, when do you plan to return to the southeast?"
"I don't have any plans for the moment. Why are you afraid that I will make you poor?"
The two were chatting to themselves.
On the martial arts training ground, after Han Han performed a set of long punches, he suddenly made a rapid "crackling" sound on his body.
She hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground and closed her eyes tightly.
The skin on the body surface also seemed to be boiling, constantly bulging and sunken.
"She's about to break through, protect her quickly!" Wang Kuntong shouted hurriedly.
A group of women hurriedly surrounded Han Han to prevent anyone from interfering with her breakthrough.
Wang Kuntong and Han Long looked at each other with smiles on their lips. Han Han's talent was indeed amazing.
After a while, a long roar sounded in the venue, followed by a burst of rough laughter:
"Hahahaha! I finally broke through the bone forging!"
Wang Kuntong and Han Long twitched their lips, and the smiles on their faces gradually faded.
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The other end.
After passing through the Taiyun Mountains, the large army of the Fang family in Pucheng bought a large boat in Quancheng with great wealth and quickly sailed to Jiangcheng.
On the deck of the ship, there were many people with powerful auras standing.
There is a majestic old man in yellow clothes who is seven feet long.
His face was ferocious, his eyebrows were deeply sunken, and his muscles were as bulging as hills. His arms were covered with a dozen black rings, and his fists were covered with bright black finger tigers. His energy and blood were so high that he was extremely evil.
There was an evil man holding a golden fan. His eyes were shining brightly. The fan in his hand was made of an unknown material and shone with a dazzling light. It looked like it was not ordinary at first glance.
There was also a man with a broken left arm, but a curved silver hook sticking out. His face was cold and stern, and his whole body was filled with the aura of keeping strangers away.
At the center of the crowd was a beautiful woman in her thirties.
Wearing a single snail bun, wearing a splendid orange gauze dress, with a large expanse of snow-white chest exposed, it was Mrs. Qiu who was in charge of the Fang family's trip to Jiangcheng in Pucheng.
Next to her, stood a young man wearing a blue brocade robe, with a proud and arrogant look on his face.
It's her son, Fang Yun, one of the most powerful contenders for the position of the next head of the family.
Fang Yun was heard wondering: "I never thought that in this remote place in the southeast, there would be no war and the people would live in peace and harmony."
Mrs. Qiu said: "That's the one from Taiyun Mountain who hasn't taken action seriously yet. If Taiyun Mountain is fully launched, the people in the southeast will be locked in a corner with no way to escape, and their lives will be ruined and bleed for thousands of miles."
The tranquility at this time is just an illusion before the storm comes."
After a pause, she continued: "With only two celebrities, Zhang Xinyuan and Lin Zhentian, and the others are of low strength, how can Southeast be guaranteed to last long?"
Fang Yun smiled and said: "Not to mention the unfathomable Taiyun Mountain, even with the strength of our group, we can easily capture a city in the southeast.
After all, with the presence of masters like Mr. Huang, Yu Xiucai and Coach An, they are enough to crush many sects in the southeast."
The Yu scholar in Fang Yun's mouth, the evil man with the golden fan, heard this and shook his head: "How can I compete with Mr. Huang?
Huang Laowai's skills have reached the pinnacle, and he can even compete with the famous Henglian practitioners from the Admiralty Gate for dozens of moves without losing. He can compete with the so-called number one among the famous practitioners!"
The majestic and ferocious old man, known as Mr. Huang by everyone, said: "That's because Master Fang didn't try his best. Otherwise, how could I have blocked dozens of moves? It would probably not be easy for me to receive ten of his moves!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although the tone of his words seemed to be condescending, there was still an unstoppable arrogance rushing towards him.
Yu Xiucai smiled again and said: "There is also Coach An's ruthless silver hook, which kills people invisible.
He has killed the top ten masters on the Dragon Ranking, and even forced the leader of the Fuhu Hall to retreat in ten moves. His martial arts skills are far beyond my comparison."
The man with a broken arm, with a silver hook, listened to Yu Xiucai's praise, and a smile appeared on his cold face: "Yu Xiucai is joking, your black gold fan is not a famous instrument, but it is better than a famous one. I don't know what is under the fan."
How many sect leaders and heads of aristocratic families have died.
If the man in the world talks about The Golden Fan, who will not be afraid of him?"
These people were complimenting each other here, and Fang Yun was excited after hearing this: "The Jiangcheng branch is only guarded by a mere fifth-level old man. With our strength, why bother to prepare so many treasures?
Ask them to offer that good-for-nothing young lady to me as my concubine. If they don’t obey, I’ll just take it by force!”
It turned out that there were many red and black iron boxes brought from Pucheng in the cabin.
It is full of black iron, Yinming stone, century-old Ganoderma lucidum, gold, calligraphy and paintings from previous dynasties and other treasures, which are prepared to be used as betrothal gifts this time.
However, when Mrs. Qiu heard what her son said, she raised her eyebrows and scolded angrily: "You are going to be the head of the Fang family in the future, how can you be so rude?
After all, the Jiangcheng branch is also from our Fang family, how can we treat it like an enemy? If word spreads, how will the people in the martial arts view us, how will the elders of the family evaluate us, how can your father safely pass on his position to you?"
"We are here not only to hold the Moon Blade, but also to conquer this one.
Letting your legitimate daughter be your concubine is tantamount to humiliation, how can you win over people's hearts?"
"Learn from your brother, don't rely on brute force for everything, use your brain more!"
Listening to Mrs. Qiu's scolding, Fang Yun did not dare to say anything, but there was still a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
He touched the famous Star Picking Sword on his back, and secretly felt fierce in his heart. If anyone dared to make him angry this time, he would definitely kill a few people to see the blood!
Because the ship was rushing day and night, within a few days, they arrived at the outer city of Jiangcheng.