How did I Become Emperor?

I waited for Lu Qian to leave the back room, and it was already afternoon and evening.

It stopped snowing the next day.

A flaming stream of red clouds spreads across the sky, reflecting a faint silver moon, which is very beautiful.

Lu Lugan went straight to the dungeon and went down to the second floor. He saw Xing Lao Dao drunk red and was drinking alcohol.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Xing Lao Dao opened his eyes and drank a drink of wine: "Hey, Lao Lu, how did you come here?"

"I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation."

Lu Gangan sat down and frowned.

"Haha, you also have today. The old man thought you were talented, and there was never a bottleneck!"

The gauntlet laughed gloatingly.

To be honest, he was also curious before, and what Lu Qiang did was like no bottleneck. It was amazingly fast. It was incredible.

Lu Lu gave him a white look and said calmly: "I practiced in the back room for an afternoon today, but Xinghe did not feel any progress in breaking his fist. There was no trace of fist intention."

Alas.

The gauntlet just picked up the wine jar and took a sip. When he heard this, he spouted wine on the spot, widened his eyes, and said, "What, you say fist?"

"Hmm! Boxing!"

Lu Gangan answered very carefully.

The gauntlet wiped his mouth with wine, looked at Lu Qian as if he was looking at a monster, and shook his head again and again and wondered: "You are only eighteen years old! Why do you want to show your fist? Freaks! Monster!"

别 "Don't talk nonsense, tell me how to show my fist."

Lu Lu frowned.

"Oh, okay." Xing Lao Dao Xun marveled, and laughed: "The so-called fist will not be cultivated by one person. No genius can do it anymore. It is the fusion and condensing of spiritual power and physical blood, which is pure Momentum, will, gives a powerful shock. "

He said, the old criminal got up and lifted the chopsticks on the table.

Alas.

Chopsticks shot out, passed through the iron fence of the cell, nailed the tail of a mouse running to the corner of the cell, the rat squeaked in pain and crawled with its four claws.

"Throw it out."

The gauntlet said to the prisoner in the cell.

"Yes Yes."

The prisoner nodded his head quickly, pulled out his chopsticks, and grabbed the mouse and threw it.

The rat fell into the footsteps of the veteran, and without a word, ran away.

But at this moment, the veteran's eyes changed sharply, sharp like hooks, and his whole robe was windless and automatic, and an invisible and impassive momentum emanated.

With a squeak, the fleeing rat had soft limbs, and had been paralyzed on the ground, motionless.

The gauntlet walked over and kicked a few times, and the rat was stiff, as if dead.

But immediately, Xing Lao Dao's momentum was all around, the mouse's paw twitched a few times, about three breaths, it crawled up again, and fled.

"This is the meaning of fist, the oppression of the spirit, the freedom of retraction, can target a single individual, or cover a large area."

The gauntlet veteran's momentum was over, and he became lazy again. He sat back, drank a large bowl of wine, and turned his head: "Do you know how the old man made his fist?"

"How did you get it?"

Lu Gan was curious.

"On the battlefield! In the midst of thousands of troops, life and death fight, **** battles, forgetting life and death. At that moment, the old man had only one thought, and between the heavens and the earth, there was only the sound of blood flowing. And, Every muscle, every tendon, and every bone in it shrinks. After living on the battlefield, I practiced my fist. "

Gao Xingdao recalled that he looked a little emotional.

Battlefield?

Lugan frowned and tightened.

The Daxuan dynasty was so powerful that neighbouring countries frightened him. He did not dare to attack Daxuan. Where can he find a battlefield?

At this time, Xing Laodao also said: "The fist meaning is the spirit, soul, body, and ternary unity. It is the only force that the martial arts warrior can use the spiritual will to interfere in the outside world. The concentration of the warrior's spirit, soul, and body is the fastest way to consolidate his fists. Then again, is it because of the warrior who came this morning? "

"Yeah!" Lu Gan nodded, his eyes full of light: "My current strength, in order to win the champion in the palace test, it is best to add another insurance."

The veteran of torture also agrees: "Yes, too. There are more than 20 years since the founding of Daxuan, and a new generation of geniuses has also grown up.

Although he is not in the prosperous age now, he has rested for 20 years. The millennial family, the three major denominations, and the martial arts of all sizes, all want to make their debut in this martial arts.

It can be said that the geniuses appearing in this martial arts show a blowout situation, more like bamboo shoots after the rain!

Xun Zheng said that he is not afraid of 10,000, but it is good to be cautious.

At this time, Lu Qian asked again, "Old prisoner, can you do sonic work? I want to practice a tiger roar, but I can't find a way to get started."

"Then you ask the right person!"

The old veteran's eyes brightened, saying: "Sonic wave work, much the same, is Dantian luck, sounding through the lungs, deafening. Low-level ones, such as Hong Zhongzheng, high-level ones, such as the nine-day thunder, have a power of cloud and mud. But the first step in all sonic work is to take medicine day and night to strengthen the internal organs! I have a prescription here, so drink it every day. "

Let's just say, the trick is to pull out a piece of **** yellow paper from the sleeve gown.

Qi Lugan glanced, wondering, "This is not your handwriting."

The torture veteran smiled wryly: "Hey

That was when the old man was still a poison doctor in Dayoutian prison, and he got it from a big master. This big master, with a loud roar, shook the Sanli Long Bridge, the river was flowing, and the end was very powerful! This is his secret recipe for practice! "

That's it!

Lu Gan directly accepted, ready to wait for the pharmacy to get medicine, and immediately began to cook and drink at night.

At this moment, a mad face catcher came in quickly, carrying two big red food containers in his hand, it was Cao Yong.

"My lord, your subordinates have done what they ordered! People are not tied properly, they are invited!"

Cao Yong stepped forward and lowered the food container, bowing his hands.

"Very good! Remember your work! Go to the treasury and get twelve rewards!"

Lu Gan blinked his eyes and smiled.

"Thank you, Lord! My subordinates retired!"

"Oh, this is the special food container of Baxianlou in the county? What kind of food is in it?" Xingdaodao glanced, can not help but wonder.

"Grilled chicken. For the master in the backyard. Ask her a little help."

Qi Lugan lifted the food container and flew away.

"Smelly boy! Don't you bring alcohol to the old man?" Seeing this, the criminal veteran couldn't help laughing and cursing.

"You are not hurt, don't drink the wine. I have ordered the wine cellar to seal all the wine." Outside the dungeon, a dry voice came from Lu Gan.

Suddenly, Xing Lao Dao was in a state of stalemate.

I came to the attic where Shen Zishuang was, and Lu Qian knocked on the door gently.

Alas.

no response.

Isn't he home? Impossible, Shen Zishuang still writes the dossier in the internal affairs office. Where can the fairy Lan Ji go? Maybe I don't want to see him.

Lu Gan looked calm and patient, knocking at the door three times.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Every time he knocked three times, he shouted a senior.

Alas, in front of the attic.

The sound of "Seniors, Seniors, Seniors" sounded very regularly, as if the sound of magic sounds filled the ears.

I took a full tea time, and finally, a helpless voice came out:

"come in."

Lu Gan smiled and walked into the attic with a food container.

Open the wooden door in the attic ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ At a glance, you can see the helpless and tired blue fairy Fairy, with a pair of gloomy eyes staring at the landing: "If you were not Li Feng's confidant, I would have slapped you In the Shashui River, let the fish in the river eat your annoying fly. "

When I heard this, Lu Qian turned a deaf ear and walked into the room with a smile, put down the food container, and arched his hand: "Senior"

Suddenly, Lan Ji Fairy's head was buzzing and hurting, and she raised her hand and interrupted: "Say something fast! Fart fast!"

Lu Gan nodded and took a step forward, turned the food container three times, and opened the lid.

Chant.

A seductive barbecue scent permeated the entire attic, instantly attracting people's roundworms, causing the index finger to move.

"Grilled Chicken!"

Xian Lanji Fairy's eyes brightened, her eyes widened slightly, her figure floated over, fell to the table, and looked at the delicious food in the food box.

I saw a crispy and crispy roast chicken lying quietly in the food container, steaming hot, and the body surface temperature was 42.7, which was the best time to enter.

The blue-eyed fairy took a deep breath, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help rising.

"Senior, there is one more here."

At this moment, Lu Qian opened another food container, and smiled with his hands down.

When the blue-eyed fairy heard the sound, her eyes turned, and when she saw the fragrant chicken in the food box, her beautiful eyes gradually became like stars.

This is the look of food!