The heavy rain was falling outside the woods. After Zhang Songlin's soul entered the body of the handsome man, he realized that women are so graceful and incomparable. His wild nature was instantly stimulated. He screamed strangely and hugged the woman's white buttocks.
Son, he started to move violently with the brute strength of Shanwazi.
Just as he roared, a volcano erupted beneath him, and his soul felt an extremely wonderful feeling of relief in the handsome man's body. Suddenly, lightning struck. This time, it was not him, but himself who struck.
Beautiful woman hugging.
There was a loud bang, a flash of white light, and the beauty was instantly blown away into ashes.
Ah! Zhang Songlin screamed in fear, turned around quickly, and stumbled out of the woods with his handsome body.
Because he was running in a panic in the heavy rain, he ran in the opposite direction and came to the top of the cliff of Mowei Mountain. In the dim night, he suddenly stepped on the air, his body dropped suddenly, and with a scream, he fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.
, bang! There was a sharp pain in the body.
"Ah, it hurts me to death. God, how could I be so unlucky?" Zhang Songlin touched his hot butt and grinned in pain.
"Boy, who are you scolding? You got the Tianyuan Magic Skill from my master's master by accident, and you don't thank me, so you dare to scold me?" Suddenly, an old but powerful voice sounded, and a gray-haired old man instantly
Appeared in front of Zhang Songlin.
Zhang Songlin was so frightened that he jumped up and ran away regardless of the pain: "Ghost, ghost!"
"Boy, what are you yelling about? Come back!" The white-haired old man shouted, and the heavy rain suddenly stopped. At the same time, Zhang Songlin felt his body light up and was suddenly pulled by an irresistible force behind him.
Return to the original position where you fell.
Zhang Songlin looked at the white-haired old man in shock. Where the hell did this god come from? He was so strong. He was stunned for a moment and asked in fear: "You, who are you?"
The old man looked at him with sharp and kind eyes, as if he could see through people, and smiled slightly: "Boy, don't be afraid, I won't kill you. Since you guessed that I am a god, then I am a god."
Ah! Zhang Songlin opened his mouth. This old man actually knows what he is thinking. Is he really a god? Even if he is a god, he is holding on to himself. What is the reason? Is it because he wants to be like the gods on TV?
Train yourself to be his doorman?
That's not okay. Being a doorman is just like a servant. You are not a good person at all. You can't pick up girls. If you lose a beautiful woman, even if you are a god, it is meaningless. Zhang Songlin, who has just tasted the beauty, certainly does not want to be a doorman.
Childhood and loss of beauty's happiness.
So, Zhang Songlin trembled his lips and said: "If you don't kill me, then why are you arresting me?"
"Don't worry, I won't ask you to be a doorman. You're not even qualified. I'm arresting you because I want to explain something to you. You are no longer the original Zhang Songlin. You are Qin Tian, and you are the one who got the job."
I will send Qin Tian, the true successor!" The white-haired old man smiled and stroked his beard with his hand.
Damn it! He even knew my name. Zhang Songlin had to believe that this old man was indeed a god. He hurriedly asked: "How do you know my name? Also, what does it mean to get the true biography of your sect?"
The white-haired old man laughed: "It is the easiest thing for a master of cultivation to penetrate the mind of a mortal. The reason why I say you are a true disciple of my sect is because I have just used thunder and lightning to pour the Tianyuan Divine Art into your body.
And used thunder and lightning to calcine and refine your body. Now, you are no longer a mortal, but a master of cultivation at the seventh level of Qi refining. If you don’t believe it, try the Dantian in your lower abdomen to see if there is a fiery inner energy.
gas?"
Zhang Songlin was listening to a book from heaven. Although the meaning was very clear, how could he dare to believe that this kind of cultivation was something only in novels? It was rumored thousands of years ago, but no one believed it. However,
He still moved the Dantian on his lower abdomen with hesitation.
Hey, as expected, something was flowing. Zhang Songlin tried it and hurriedly activated the internal energy in his Dantian. Soon, a large stream of hot internal energy began to run through the meridians throughout his body, feeling comfortable and warm.
"Old, old man, what you said is actually true! So what is cultivation? Are you really a god? So how old are you this year, and why do you want to teach me magical skills?" Zhang Songlin was pleasantly surprised, and he was always smart.
He asked a hundred thousand whys with his mouth crackling.
"Stop, stop, you kid, don't ask too much, I will tell you what I need to tell you," the white-haired old man interrupted him softly but forcefully, and said with a smile: "I was originally the one who chose you as the master of this body.
Qin Tian, but he is too timid. He was frightened out of his wits all of a sudden. He has no choice but to integrate your soul into it, because only his body is the body of the Supreme Yang, a body of genius with complete five elements of spiritual roots. You are considered a genius.
A blessing in disguise."
It turned out to be like this. No wonder his current body was not split in half by lightning. Zhang Songlin was shocked.
The old man continued: "As for the Tianyuan Divine Skill, let me tell you something. This is a mysterious skill that can be practiced automatically. From now on, it will be practiced automatically all the time. You don't have to do anything. You only need to hand me over to your master."
If you learn the wind technique, phantom fist and the divine needle of salvation, you will be able to dominate the world. These three magical techniques are already in your sea of consciousness, you will know just by recalling them with your spiritual consciousness."
Ah! Those magical skills actually entered his sea of consciousness. Zhang Songlin was horrified. He hurriedly activated his consciousness and entered the sea of consciousness to search for the three things the old man said. Soon, three books-like things appeared in his mind, and as long as
With a single spiritual consciousness, you can quickly read the contents just like flipping through a book, and what you read will never be forgotten and will remain in your memory forever.
"It's amazing, old man. Then you gave me so many good things. You, what do you want me to do for you? I must first state that I will not do bad things." Suddenly, Zhang Songlin thought of a very important thing.
The problem is that there is no such thing as a pie in the sky.
The white-haired old man smiled slightly and said: "I don't want you to do anything now. As long as you learn the three skills well, the world-saving needle is my original secret medical skill. Any mortal disease can be completely cured with a few needles."
, you go practice medicine and do good, remember, if you dare to do evil with magical powers, I can come back at any time and kill you with a bolt of lightning, hahaha..."
Following a burst of laughter, the white-haired old man suddenly flashed with white light and disappeared in an instant. Zhang Songlin was left standing there in shock, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.
As night fell, looking at the unattainable cliff, Zhang Songlin suddenly became interested. He quickly looked at the wind control technique and yin and yang fingers in the sea of consciousness. He smiled. As long as he learned these two things, he could not only
Traveling thousands of miles a day, you can still defeat invincible opponents in the world.
So, all night long, Zhang Songlin practiced seriously at the bottom of the cliff.