"The power and speed of Qi Jin have improved a lot. I think that in the future, whether it is confronting people head-on or attacking in secret, it will give me a lot of help."
Ling Jing is quite satisfied with the "advanced finger-flicking magical power" of the Xiaocheng realm. After all, the energy at this speed is much higher than that of ordinary first-class masters. Even the masters of the artistic conception level cannot achieve this.
Ignore this level of energy attack.
"Let's try the "Advanced Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill" next."
Ling Jing raised his two arms. Under the bronze skin, the muscle lines were much harder than before. A stream of heat seemed to slowly flow through the arms. The two arms were indescribably bulging and strong.
"Four talent points are indeed not in vain."
Ling Jing can feel the strengthening effect of the "Advanced Vajra Indestructible Magic" on his body. With four talent points, the effect can be said to be immediate. He can clearly feel the increase in his arm strength.
Hunyuan Palm!
Ling Jing flicked his right palm and pushed out suddenly!
call!
The strong wind roared, and the bronze palms were like golden phantoms, slashing forward. The wind from the palms was strong and spread all over the body, causing several books on the desk to flip rapidly.
Ling Jing stared at his right palm, nodded with satisfaction, then stretched out two fingers and pressed lightly on the desk.
Two small holes about an inch deep appeared silently on the wooden desk, but Ling Jing's two fingers felt nothing strange at all.
"I just don't know how much the defense effect has been improved?"
The "Indestructible Magic Kung Fu" is a unique hard skill. The most significant effect is to greatly improve one's own defense. For example, there are eighteen bronze figures in the Shaolin Temple, and the eighteen monks are selected from the most hard kung fu in the Shaolin Temple.
A strong master, with a body of copper and iron, he is almost invulnerable.
Ling Jing has not yet pushed the "Indestructible Magic Skill" to the level of a unique skill, but its power is already not weak.
There was a beautifully decorated long sword hanging on the wall next to the bookshelf. Ling Jing walked over and took it off, holding the sword hilt tightly, and the silver blade flashed on his arm.
The sword blade made a "squeaking" friction sound, as if it had been cut directly on a piece of copper.
Ling Jing looked at his right arm. There was a very light white scratch on it. If he hadn't looked carefully, he might not have noticed anything unusual.
"It's amazing!"
Ling Jing was overjoyed. The force with which he drew his sword had almost reached the limit of a third-level master, but it barely caused any damage to his arm, not even scratching the outermost layer of skin.
After pausing for a moment, he immediately pointed the sword blade at his arm and pressed down. A dent was formed on his arm, but no blood seeped out.
He gradually increased the strength in his hands, and his internal strength gradually increased to more than 600 points, more than 700 points...
"Seven hundred and eighty-two o'clock!"
The long sword in Ling Jing's hand suddenly stopped, and he saw fine drops of blood beginning to ooze out from his skin. It was obvious that the internal force already at the second level had finally broken through his defense.
"That's right! Without the help of magical weapons, the average master would have to have at least about 800 points of internal strength to pose any threat to me."
Ling Jing inserted the long sword back into the scabbard on the wall. After the improvement of these two martial arts, his own skills have also been greatly strengthened. As long as he continues to add points, one day there will be earth-shaking changes.
Slowly walking out of the secret room, the two bookshelves behind him automatically returned to their original state. At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.
"Sir, Doctor Ping Yi Zhi has come to visit and is waiting for you outside."
Ling Jing's expression changed and he thought to himself, this Ping Yizhi came really fast. He must have rushed over because he heard that Yingying was injured.
After going out, he went directly to the living room in the front yard and saw a somewhat fat old man standing in the hall with his hands behind his hands, his brows furrowed.
As soon as Ping Yi pointed his finger at Ling Jing entering the room, he quickly bowed and said, "Sir, I heard that the holy aunt was seriously injured. Can I let this old man check her pulse first?"
Ling Jing smiled slightly and said: "Doctor Ping, this is why I came to see you today. However, Yingying's injury has been basically controlled. It's just for future treatment, but I will have to trouble you."
Hearing this, Ping Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Master, what are you talking about? It's just my duty to be kind to the old man."
Ling Jing nodded, stared at Ping Yizhi and asked: "Doctor Ping, have you also taken the "Three Corpse Brain Pill" of the divine sect?" He knew that the reason why many evil sect masters in the world were willing to sacrifice their lives for Yingying
, it is because many people have taken Linglong's "Three Corpse Brain Pill", Yingying will ask Linglong for the antidote every year before the Dragon Boat Festival and distribute it to these people, so everyone is grateful for her kindness and is willing to go through fire and water for her.
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Ping pointed his finger and heard the words "Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill", his expression suddenly changed and he said: "Sir, have you also heard of this kind of pill?"
Ling Jing nodded and muttered: "The reason why the Sun Moon God Sect can control so many masters and sects of the devil's path is due to the "Three Corpse Brain Pill". That day when I met Ren Woxing in Hangzhou, he tried to force him to
I will take this elixir."
Ping Yizhi's expression changed again and again, and he said: "Master, you, you have also taken this pill, right?" His tone was horrified, as if he was very afraid.
"That's not true." Ling Jing sneered, remembering the scene of being intimidated by Ren Woxing that day, and said calmly: "Doctor Ping, you go check Yingying's pulse first. As for the "Three Corpses Brain Pill", we will come later.
Besides, I have an idea now, and I need to discuss it with you in detail."
Ping pointed his finger and bowed in response, and the two of them left the living room together and came to Ren Yingying's room.
Ren Yingying was sleeping soundly at this moment, and the two of them did not wake her up after entering the room. Ping Yi pointed his finger at the bedside to take her pulse, frowned and said: "Sir, it seems that someone has treated the eldest lady. I'm sorry.
The young lady’s current condition only needs two to three months of treatment, and she will definitely be back to her original state.”
Ling Jing breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's okay. Doctor Ping, let's go out first."
Ping Yi pointed and nodded, knowing that the young master had something to say to him, he immediately carried the medicine box and followed Ling Jing to a room in the east courtyard.
Ling Jing first poured a cup of tea for Ping Yizhi, then sat down and tapped the table with his right index finger, as if thinking.
After pondering for a moment, he finally said: "Doctor Ping, do you think that if I have the antidote to the "Three Corpse Brain Pills", can people like Huang Boliu and the Yellow River Ancestor be used by me?"
The tea cup in Ping Yi's hand suddenly trembled, and the hot tea splashed onto the back of his hand, but he didn't notice it at all. He just looked at Ling Jing in shock and said, "Master, what did you say?"
Ling Jing smiled faintly and said: "I said, I have the antidote to the "Three Corpse Brain Pill", and I want to use it to buy the lives of those evil sect masters."
Ping Yizhi was stunned for a long time and couldn't say a word.
Ling Jing didn't feel annoyed when he saw him being so rude. He just smiled and said: "Doctor Ping, don't be so surprised. When the time is right, I will tell you the whole story. But now..." smiled,
Said: "You answer my previous question first."
Ping Yi pointed his throat, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said dryly: "Sir, if you really have the antidote to the "Three Corpse Brain Pills", I'm afraid that most of the forces in the divine sect will be attracted by you, but Dongfang
I’m afraid the leader won’t give up easily.”
At this time, the news that Ren Woxing had seized the position of leader had not yet spread, so Ping Yizhi did not know that there had been a new owner on Blackwood Cliff.
Ling Jing laughed and said: "What I want to do is to break up the forces of the Sun Moon God Sect and win them together. Dr. Ping, now Ren Woxing has become the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect again. As for the leader of the Eastern Cult, haha,
You don’t have to worry about this.”
Hearing this, Ping Yi was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth, and murmured: "Ren...Ren the leader?"
Ling Jing nodded and said seriously: "Doctor Ping, I can give you a chance now, whether you choose to join me or stay here to help me. But you have always been very kind to me, and you are both a teacher and a friend."
, even if you always insist on being loyal to me, I will still give you the antidote to the "Three Corpses Brain Pill"."
In fact, he had thought of many things since he got off Heimu Cliff. He and Linglong were both in the martial arts world. Although their martial arts were already very high, if they really wanted to live in seclusion like idle clouds and wild cranes, they would probably
Extremely difficult.
After all, the two of them will have children in the future, so they can't let their children live that kind of life.
When he was still on the road, he vaguely had the idea of establishing his own power. Now that Linglong has put aside the decaying Sun and Moon Sect and is helping him wholeheartedly, the antidote to the "Three Corpses Brain Pill" is naturally not a problem.
Among the Sun and Moon God Sect, I am afraid there are not a few people who have taken Linglong's "Three Corpse Brain Pill". I can definitely use this to win over many people inside, such as masters like Ji Wushi and Zhu Xu.
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Ping Yi was silent for a moment, then a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and he said: "Sir, whether you have the antidote for the "Three Corpse Brain Pills" or not, the old man will unshirkably contribute his modest efforts to the great cause of the master.
As for the others, please rest assured, Master, at least there is no plan, people like Lan Fenghuang will not reject Master’s suggestion."
Ling Jing laughed and said, "Doctor Ping, let me borrow your good words."
Afterwards, he discussed with Ping Yizhi for a long time, and counted the many masters of the evil sect who had taken the "Three Corpse Brain Pill" one by one, and analyzed who it was necessary to win over.
When it was almost sunset, Ping Yizhi said goodbye and left. After Ling Jing sent Ping Yizhi away, he went straight to Linglong's Xianggui. There were some things that Linglong should be informed about in advance, and I'm afraid there would be many things that needed her help in the future.
