From Low Martial Arts to Great Antiquity, I Created Mythical Fairy Martial Arts

The four of them were suddenly embarrassed, and they didn't dare to look at Azhu and Abi.

Azhu Abi is not stupid, just a few breaths to understand the current situation.

Abi said, "Young Master treats me not badly, let me rescue Master Young Master today."

Azhu nodded: "That's the only way. Brother Bao and Brother Deng, you don't have to blame yourself, there is no other way to think of it now."

Abi nodded: "Yes."

Bao Qi slapped his face hard, and said dejectedly: "I feel incompetent, Bao San. I can't protect the young master, and I can't protect the two sisters. It's a shame that I used to think my martial arts were good."

Deng Baichuan sighed, closed his eyes, opened them again, and became extremely calm: "Okay, Bao San. The only solution for now is to ask Abi and Azhu to replace the son, and we will talk about other things later. There is no choice now."

"Bao San is incompetent." Bao Qi shouted up to the sky, his fists clenched.

After the whistling, they had to go to the stern to row the boat.

The same is true for Deng Baichuan and the others. Feeling shameless, they went to the stern of the boat silently, leaving only Abi and Azhu standing at the bow.

The breeze came slowly, and the clothes swayed, but they couldn't blow away the sadness in the hearts of the two.

"Why does the uncle go to provoke people when she is so good?"

Azhu sighed and looked at Abi, "Abi, why don't you go back, I'll go alone."

Abi shook her head firmly: "Sister Azhu, how can Abi shrink back at this time?"

Mando Hills.

The camellias are blooming all over the mountains and fields, and the fragrance is bursting, and the whole island has become a sea of ​​flowers.

In the shade of camellias, the ancient pavilions and pavilions are looming, like a fairyland.

It's just that it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to imagine how many dead bones are under this beautiful camellia.

No one could have imagined how vicious Mrs. Wang's heart was hidden under her beautiful face.

When the boat arrived at the pier, the sword attendants set up the planks, and Gu Heng, Mu Wanqing and others walked onto the island.

Except for Gu Heng's first visit, everyone else is very familiar with it.

"The environment is good, it would be nice if it didn't have those dead bones'"."

With the spread of spiritual power, a white skeleton under the camellia had nowhere to hide, making Gu Heng speechless.

This Mrs. Wang is really too changeable to live in such a ghost place.

Do normal people bury bodies in their own homes?

After Mrs. Wang heard it, she said weakly, "If Young Master Gu doesn't like it, I will ask someone to clean it up."

"It's not necessary for the time being." Gu Heng waved his hand, "I'll ask a Feng Shui master to do it."

When it comes to Feng Shui, it is natural to mention Huang Yaoshi again.

It's just that if Huang Yaoshi knew what he was doing in this world, his expression would be quite wonderful.

"Mother, you're back! Hey, who are you?"

Just thinking about it, I saw a slender woman in a pink gauze shirt walking towards me.

Her hair was like a waterfall, and she was gently held by a silver ribbon.

"Sure enough, the world is stunning, no wonder Duan Yu is a prince, and he sees a lot of beautiful women, but he is intoxicated." Gu Heng sighed in his heart.

Wang Yuyan looked at Gu Heng in surprise, and couldn't help shaking her heart: "A handsome man, compared to his cousin..."

Thinking of this, I felt that something was wrong, and I quickly shook my head, not daring to think about it any more.

At this moment, the two sword attendants supported Murong, who was pale and embarrassed, came out.

Wang Yuyan's eyes were immediately drawn to her: "Cousin, what's the matter with you, cousin!"

When she wanted to rush over, she saw Mrs. Wang snorting coldly: "Take it back to the room, don't let her out."

"Yes, ma'am." His own sword attendant stepped forward and took Wang Yuyan away.

Madam Wang breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Heng didn't care about it at all, and said, "Take me to the blessed land of Lang Huan, and let me know when Murong Fu's hands come down."

"Yes." Mrs. Wang did not dare to refuse, and personally took Gu Heng to a secret place. The top of the secret grotto was engraved with a few meaningful characters: Lang Huan Blessed Land.

Mrs. Wang stepped forward to open the door: "Sir, this is the blessed land of Langhuan, and all the books I have sent are here."

"Okay." Gu Heng nodded, "Go get busy. However, don't try to play tricks. The restraint on your body is not so easy to solve. If you move around and turn into dementia, don't blame me for not reminding me."

Madam Wang fought a cold war and nodded quickly: "Young master, don't worry."

Retreat carefully, the pupils are full of fear.

She didn't doubt Gu Heng's words at all. When she thought about it, it was not common for people who could melt gold and make iron out of thin air to use other extraordinary methods.

"Humph." Qin Hongmian felt extremely proud when she saw Madam Wang's humble appearance.

Mu Wanqing stood with her sword in hand, but she didn't feel anything about it.

Knowing that everything about her mother is just jealousy, she has no interest in Madam Wang now.

"Five Tigers Breaking the Door Knife, two more tricks than the Eagle Shooting World, but that's all." Gu Heng took out a secret book and read it carefully.

Just counting the breath, after reading a martial arts secret book, it turned into a resource for his growth.

It's just that he has seen too many of the same martial arts cheats in later generations, and the cheats here are often repeated, and the harvest is not as big as he imagined.

Back in the room, Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief and sat there silently.

After a while, there was a knock on the door: "Mother, are you inside?"

"Come in." Madam Wang returned to her senses and saw Wang Yuyan come in with a worried look on her face, "If you want to talk about your cousin, then you don't have to."

Wang Yuyan said eagerly, "Mother, let go of my cousin. At most... At most, we won't meet in the future."

Speaking of the back, I suddenly felt a little sad.

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly: "Let him go? I've become a prisoner of others, how can I be qualified to let him go?"

Wang Yuyan was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't believe it.

Her mother was the most powerful person in her heart, and even Murong Fu, Nan Murong, reprimanded her, how could anyone dare to provoke her?

Thinking of the handsome young man I had seen before, I guessed: "Mother, is it that young man?"

"That's right." Madam Wang nodded, "¨〃Your useless cousin was captured without taking a move."

"Ah...impossible!" Wang Yuyan shook her head, "Who in the world has such skills, his cousin is Nan Murong."

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly, "What about Nan Murong? That Young Master Gu is someone who can refine gold and iron with his hands, like a goddess. Murong Fu is only a martial arts master. How can he compare with him?"

Wang Yuyan's expression was astonished, her face full of disbelief.

Madam Wang sighed, and leisurely recounted what happened before.

After listening, Wang Yuyan only felt like she was listening to a legendary story.

How can there be such an incredible person in the world, does my mother think that I am still a child and lied to me?

It's just that her cousin was caught but he wouldn't cheat, which made her believe it a bit.

"Then I'll find him." Wang Yuyan was silent for a while, then got up and left.

Madam Wang coldly said, "Don't go."

Wang Yuyan's expression was stagnant, and her figure was immediately fixed there.

Mrs. Wang has established a supreme majesty in her heart since she was a child, so that she did not dare to confront it head-on.

"Mother, I..."

Madam Wang clapped her hands: "Come here, take her back to the room, and don't let her out without my order."

As soon as the voice fell, two sword attendants pushed open the door and entered, and left with a depressed Wang Yuyan.

In half an hour, Gu Heng had already turned over the entire Lang Huan blessedly.

Of the nearly [-] cheat books, there are more than [-] that overlapped with the later generations, and the rest were not any high-level martial arts, which disappointed Gu Hengda.

Now, he is deciphering a book of accounts.

(Li Li's) After reading the original work, it is natural to know that this is where "Little Wuxiang Gong" is located.

Hiding martial arts in the account book is not unskilled, but for those who are interested, the flaws are too obvious.

A house full of cheats, a few account books are very conspicuous.

"Why is your son interested in these account books?" Mu Wanqing asked in confusion.

Gu Heng unraveled the book in his heart and replied: "These account books are no trivial matter. They hide a world-shattering secret in martial arts. If anyone knows, this Mantuo Villa will never have a peaceful day."

Hearing the shocking secret book, Qin Hongmian couldn't help but leaned forward and took a few glances.

After watching it for a while, I only felt that my head was too big, and finally I had to give up.

Gu Heng shook his head and laughed, making Qin Hongmian extremely ashamed and angry.

If this secret formula is so easy to solve, how can it be his turn?

I'm afraid that the Murong family had already taken it away!

After quickly flipping through several account books, Gu Heng's thoughts turned, and a brilliant infuriating secret book appeared in his mind.

Yes, some of the secrets in this world are for cultivating true qi.

Even the previous Murong Fu used True Qi.

This is due to the energy between heaven and earth. Compared with the original eagle shooting world, the spiritual energy of this world is much richer, which allows the existence of true qi martial arts.

Even so, true qi martial arts is not something that can be learned by everyone, but only for geniuses. .

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And what Madam Wang, Deng Baichuan and others cultivate is internal strength, not true qi.

This also explains why Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were able to hang up senior monks when they were young.

In addition to their brilliant martial arts and outstanding fighting talents, they also crushed their predecessors at the energy level.

The ratio of infuriating energy to internal force is a hundred times greater, which is a qualitative change.