After Chen Hongyue left, Zhang Wu resumed his life as a torture officer.
Cultivate oneself and nature in daily life and comprehend the way of heaven and man.
Occasionally I went around the cave prison, looked at Wei Guang, and looked at other senior brothers who committed the crime. Some of them were pleasant to me and could talk a few words.
At the foot of the mountain, he was Meng Beidou who did everything evil, forcibly robbed the spiritual medicine of the aristocratic family and was paid for his life.
But on the mountain, he wanted to establish an upright and iron-faced character to facilitate his promotion and wealth in the future and to inherit the great throne.
The magical skills and secret recipes in the punishment reward book are very fragrant, but how can they be as fragrant as the entire Kui Demon Sect?
Only by having a great sect as the foundation, can you mobilize resources to accumulate you to get a glimpse of the realm of the land gods.
It is difficult to practice qigong on the mountain, and if the momentum is high, it is easy to expose its strength and disturb the supreme master.
Zhang Wu asked Cheng Gou to buy a small courtyard in the countryside at the foot of the mountain. It was empty all around and there were no neighbors. The official road was two miles away, and only one courtyard was located in the fields.
A Feng Shui pattern was arranged secretly to isolate the yard from the outside world, so that the momentum could not be transmitted, so Zhang Wu started practicing calmly.
He has already practiced all three great magical skills to achieve great success, and has returned to one of the three skills and has walked out of his own path.
As he activates his power and swells his blood, his whole body gradually makes a terrifying sound like a roar of steel. His muscles, muscles, bones slowly expand like metal rubbing violently, and his skin turns blue-gold.
Slowly, Zhang Wu, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had a thick arm like a giant elephant, and his fist was larger than a casserole. His demon-like body was like a bronze god of war.
"boom--"
A violent and unrestrained force spread with him as the center, the walls and ground of the practice room shook violently, and the roof fell from dust.
Zhang Wu suddenly opened his eyes and stood in the wide room to practice the palm technique.
"The dragon-subduing monument-the giant god tear the air!"
With a loud shout, his hands burst into a domineering and fierce palm force, his arms were like a sky-high, wrapped with thick palm force like a cracked shore and penetrated the sky, and his hands were tearing it to the sky!
"Boom--"
The energy of the storm of the air seemed to be able to tear the sky and the earth, and actually squeezed the air into layers of water-like air waves to both sides, bombarding the surrounding walls with a scattered height, but it was light and looked at the huge momentum.
The walls just tremble and don't collapse.
There are ten moves of the Dragon Subduing Monument Wrestling, which is similar to the indestructible practice of Vajra. They all use movements to guide internal energy and strengthen their skills.
However, this skill focuses on hand skills, and is much better than body protection techniques in attack.
With Zhang Wu’s current cultivation level and a high-level perspective, practicing these magical skills will make you nonsense in five years or twelve years of success.
One method is the perfect way and all methods are understood, with a strong vision and strong internal strength as the foundation. He has practiced this skill to great success in just half a year.
Time is mainly wasted on familiar moves. Through repeated hard work and repeated movements, we can react to this magical skill so that we can achieve the maximum power without thinking.
He beat the dragon-slaying stele-breaking hand and practiced the eight steps to rise the dragon. Zhang Wu dissipated his skills, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out an ancient sheepskin roll and studied it.
Old Dao Chen is an old yin critic. Nothing he gave should be taken lightly. After this guy left, Zhang Wu checked and found that the pampered roll was highly poisonous.
However, any poison has time-consuming effects and cannot withstand the wind and sun.
After being exposed to the sun for half a month, the golden pattern on the parchment roll faded and the poison evaporated.
Zhang Wu has been practicing this Heavenly Tribulation Sword for half a year.
This skill is similar to the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, but it is even better.
Without a sword in your hand, you can urge internal force from ten fingers to form a sword that breaks the air and catastrophe, which is very terrifying.
If you have a sword in your hand, you can pour internal force into the sword, use the sword to move the great momentum of heaven and earth, and use the technique of immortality to crush all things.
After practicing to the greatest success, you can also integrate your spiritual power into the sword of disaster, kill people's hearts with great disasters, and specialize in breaking the spiritual spirit of the supreme master.
Unfortunately, Zhang Wu has been practicing for so long and has never been able to achieve his full results.
Whenever critical moments arrive, the breath will be blocked and you can't continue practicing.
All the skills of the great sect have their own unique features. This Wutian Tribulation Sword requires the internal power of the Eternal Life Sword to be activated.
Unfortunately, Zhang Wu only knows one-third of the Eternal Life Sword, and this Heavenly Tribulation Sword can only exert one-third of its power.
After carefully composing what I have learned, the first ray of morning light shone into the room, making the flying dust look particularly clear, and the light spots formed by the translucent windows just shine on Zhang Wu's face.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and took the light into his pupils, which made him feel a sense of absorbing sunlight essence.
During the years when I traveled to Dakun with my sixth uncle and the old monk, Zhang Wu was not idle either except for planting medicine fields.
He walked through Da Kun's territory and dug almost all the ancient tombs of martial arts masters on the earth and the legendary secret realm of immortals.
There are many techniques and prescriptions obtained, and there are ruins of the Supreme Master.
This supreme method of refining the gods of the sun and the moon is the inheritance left by a big boss who is about to be a land god. Zhang Wu has never revealed it to outsiders.
Only one point of skill can be exposed, never two points.
Even if Uncle Six does not die, it is inevitable that he will leave Da Kun. There is nothing on that ground that can make him grow.
If others seek immortality, you have immortality, and the remaining goal is to break the void.
Only when one is truly invincible in the world, even if one is an enemy of all the strong people in the world, he can suppress everyone with one's strength. Only then can Zhang Wu experience life with peace of mind.
Now, it's too early.
The law enforcement hall does not count the Mao, but the disciples will consciously go on duty to avoid leaving any talk.
Zhang Wu also stood up and prepared to return to the sect.
But when he was practicing, he was a little nervous and he noticed a strange noise in the side room next door.
After opening the door, a floor was shaken and moved. Zhang Wu looked at the equipment in the black bag in the pit and was silent for a long time.
Cheng Gou said he had no wishes, but Zhang Wu felt that he still had a wish.
He quietly moved the floor back to its original position, tightly sealed the slit, blocked the bag, locked the door, and Zhang Wu left.
He stayed in the punishment room for a while and confirmed that he would not have to be punished today. He left the law enforcement hall and walked towards the treasure hall not far away.
The disciples exchange their skills, receive elixirs and salaries, etc., are all here.
Zhang Wu took out the ancient parchment rolls and put them on the table and asked:
"How much is the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine worth of the Changsheng Sect's secret martial arts sword?"
“???”
The core disciple on duty was confused.
Since the deputy head of the school went to Meng Beidou's yard and redeemed Kong Fan, Senior Brother Meng's reputation in the sect has become increasingly famous.
This disciple only said, "Senior Brother, wait a moment, and hurry up and invite the master of the hall."
Zhang Wu looked at the grand treasure hall and sneered in his heart when he thought of Chen Hongyue.
You old mao, you want to use this pampering scroll to Yin Ye Wu. Not only did I practice the above skills, but I also sold your secret skills backhand. I will piss you to death!