Monk Jielong frowned, seemingly reluctant, but he did it again.

After he finished doing it for the second time, a voice sounded in Ning Chuan's mind again.

【bite!】

[Extract Yiqi Dingyang Pile*1]!

The data on the panel changes again.

【Enter the room (1/4)】.

"Sure enough, it will change every time it is extracted, but if I practice it myself, I wonder if it will change?"

Ning Chuan's eyes flashed.

"Did you understand it the second time? It's okay if you don't understand it. Just practice it yourself first and practice as much as you can, or you can ask other people to confirm it. If you don't understand anything tomorrow, keep asking me!"

Jielong's tone was indifferent.

"Yes, senior brother!"

Ning Chuan and the two said honestly.

Although Ning Chuan still wanted to pester Jie Long to do it again, the Jie Long in front of him was obviously a little impatient.

This is a wicked person.

Although he is very kind to the two of them now, if he is really angered, a situation of "temple bullying" may really occur.

"Junior brother Jiechuan, have you learned it?"

As soon as Jielong left, Jiegou on one side couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"No."

Ning Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head repeatedly.

Although he already knew these seventy-two movements in his mind, he naturally would not perform them easily at this time.

If he performed all seventy-two movements as soon as he came up, it would be weird if he didn't attract anyone's attention.

After only watching it twice, I learned how to set Yang Zhuang with one breath?

Do you think you are an eternal genius?

The ring dog on one side sighed softly and could only explore and practice on its own in this open space.

Ning Chuan couldn't help but glance at the other people in the yard.

There were probably hundreds of people practicing martial arts in the entire courtyard.

There are about twenty or thirty people practicing Zhuang Kung Fu like them.

These people should also be people who haven't gotten into it yet.

The rest have already begun to practice claw skills against the iron pot and the big tree. Those people must have been practicing hard for a long time.

Ning Chuan struggled hard in his heart, but finally couldn't help but walked to one side, showing a harmless smile.

He first came behind a burly man.

The big man was concentrating on practicing Zhuang Kung Fu. He was completely unaware that someone suddenly came up behind him and swiped his palm, hitting Ning Chuan's body on the spot.

【bite!】

[Random pasting speed value*1].

The big man became furious and turned around suddenly, "Are you blind?"

Ning Chuan smiled repeatedly, "Sorry, sorry."

"Are you new here?"

The big man quickly frowned, feeling that Ning Chuan was unfamiliar.

"I'm in Jiechuan, what do you call this senior brother?"

"Huh, don't come here to get close to me. I'm going to tell you something, it's best to stay away from the old man to avoid any unpleasant things happening in the future!"

The big man Jie Niu snorted coldly and turned around to continue practicing.

Ning Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and frowned as he looked at the other people practicing Zhuang Kung Fu.

Now it seems that these people who have not developed "jin" are almost like ordinary people.

Touching it will only paste 1 point of strength value or 1 point of speed value.

He suddenly turned his attention to the group of official warriors and thought hard in his mind.

If you want to touch, touch these people...

But if I disturb them, will they beat me to death?

Ning Chuan frowned for a moment.

But after a while, he suddenly had an idea, turned around and started pretending to practice Zhuang Kung Fu.

The whole day passed quickly.

Next time.

A crisp bell sounded.

The monks practicing martial arts in the courtyard finally breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped one after another, covered in stinky sweat, and walked outside.

Everyone is tired and hungry.

Ning Chuan immediately ran forward.

When passing through the narrow courtyard gate, he subconsciously squeezed forward, and his shoulders unconsciously rubbed against the monk next to him.

Suddenly, waves of extremely pleasant sounds began to sound in his mind one after another.

【bite!】

[Randomly paste strength value*1]

[Randomly paste strength value*7]

[Random pasting speed value*6]

…

After seven or eight sounds in a row, Ning Chuan finally passed through the courtyard gate, feeling ecstatic.

He looked back subconsciously, and after seeing that there were many monks with no abnormalities, his heart was beating loudly, and he walked back towards the courtyard again.

【bite!】

[Randomly paste strength value*9]

[Paste speed values ​​randomly...]

Several voices sounded again in succession.

Suddenly, a broad hand grabbed his shoulder, and the five fingers squeezed tightly like iron pliers, causing Ning Chuan to gasp in pain.

"Little monkey, why are you running back and forth? Don't you know there are so many people now? Don't you know let the senior brothers go first?"

The person holding his shoulders was an extremely rough and arrogant man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, with bulging muscles, ferocious fingers, and a scar on his face. He looked at Ning Chuan with piercing eyes.

【bite!】

[Randomly paste strength value*16]

Ning Chuan couldn't help but his eyelids twitched.

"Senior brother, I accidentally forgot something in the yard."

he said carefully.

"Hmph, don't run back and forth next time. When you want to run, wait until everyone else is gone before you run!"

The burly man snorted coldly, then relaxed and left the place with his tall body.

Although Ning Chuan felt pain in his shoulders, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he saw the changes in the panel in front of him.

Name: Ningchuan

Cultivator's cultivation level: late stage of Qi training (full mana value 1200)

Current mana: 0

Cultivation Technique: Purple Flower Secret Code (First Level)

…

Warrior cultivation level: Not yet started

Current strength: 78

Current speed: 36

Practice skills: One Qi Dingyang Zhuang [Enter the Hall (1/4)].
To be continued...