Chapter 331 I wonder... I can dominate the martial arts world without wielding a sword!
After reading the secret book, Bai Lang put away his cassock. Lin Pingzhi had no complaints about this. On the contrary, he felt the trust, respect and care from Bai Lang's frankness and generosity. He was secretly moved in his heart and vowed to inherit the master's mantle.
Carry forward and be a true hero.
At this time, Bai Lang said: "This evil-fighting sword manual is magical but extremely evil. I don't recommend you to learn it. Also, you have an injury that has not healed. Stretch out your hand and I will take your pulse first."
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi raised his right wrist.
Bailang's pulse-taking technique is not the radial artery of traditional Chinese medicine, but a blood-reading technique derived from hemotherapy. There are similarities between the two sides, and he also developed small techniques such as 'ripple sonar galloping, Gatling small thunder sound B-ultrasound' and other techniques.
"You were injured by Mu Gaofeng last night. The kick he gave you in the lower abdomen contained real energy and was corrosive. It has damaged the organs and meridians and needs to be adjusted. In the past few days, please do not use your internal energy rashly." Bai Lang said.
Pointed.
Lin Pingzhi nodded repeatedly: "I felt strange when I woke up in the morning, and when I tried to do exercises, my abdomen felt like a knife twisting."
"I'm here to treat you. Here is a bottle of Yuan Dan and this oral solution. Take three pills every day in the morning, noon and evening, and you will recover quickly."
Bailang pushed his blood through the uterus, started with blood transfusion therapy, and gave him a box of newly prepared 'King Carp Oral Liquid'. He used evil fish blood to stimulate body functions and tap into his strong vitality. Although he was suspected of overdraft.
, but the side effects are minimal. Drinking a few more bowls of Salted Fish King Soup and eating a few Sinking Devil BBQ meals will make up for it.
After sending Lin Pingzhi away, Xu Fugui delivered today's dinner.
Well...it was the Four Heavenly Kings who dedicated their lives to the study of Gu magic at noon, and continued to shine at night, dedicating their own hell bodies to gather energy for Bailang.
Perhaps because of eating too much, the special nutrients provided by the Sinking Demon are getting less and less. It is difficult for these hell monsters to produce new stimulation and reinforcement for his 'Horizontal Refining', they are just high in calories and full.
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The same dilemma also appears for Magikarp. If you are not above level 13, it is a pity to throw it away because it is tasteless and can only be used as rations for stupid fufu. However, Magikarp's face-slapping evolution has been stuck at the highest level of 19 and has been unable to break through.
In the end, Bailang believed that his approach to dietary supplements should start from three aspects.
First of all, the ingredients. He needs to find new and higher-quality ingredients to bring new stimulation and strengthening to the body. Secondly, as for the recipes, the only 'Salted Fish King' he has mastered is just a link of the resonance recipe. In addition, there is a five-course meal
A secret banquet in the heart, but there is no place to use it; finally, Bai Lang begins to face up to the 'food paradise' where Sister Yuan lives. Maybe cooking skills can really lead to the gods?
Although the food he made himself was delicious, it lacked soul and could not be strengthened. However, the food cooked by the chefs in the food park was like a panacea, receiving multiple strengthenings, which was almost like a free foundation solidification.
Over time, it accumulated, and it became an objective force. Bailang even regretted that he trained Silly Fufu to be a medical assistant instead of a gourmet cook. Silly girl likes to eat so much...it was really a mistake.
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It was getting dark, and Lang sat alone at his desk, staring at the robe to ward off evil spirits in a daze.
Although he strongly opposes Lin Pingzhi's path of self-imposed evil, he has never forgotten this martial arts. "Evil Sword Manual" is the only top martial arts mental method he has acquired so far, and it has been certified by the paradise and can be solidified into the ability column.
It's so rare.
In the introduction of [Evil Sword Manual], there is an [Extreme Speed] attribute. If you solidify this martial arts, you can open the five attribute columns of agility, physical fitness, spirit, perception, and charm. It can indeed be called a 'magic skill'.
After seeing that 'charm', Bai Lang almost cried. It was really too difficult for him. He was about to advance to the second level of difficulty. He finally came across a technique that could enhance his charm, and he didn't want to miss it.
Although he doesn't understand the magical principle that practicing 'Evil-Repelling' can increase charm? But isn't charm good? Although the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" is full of flaws and risks, it is the only superior martial arts available.
There are too few ways to get started with other advanced martial arts, making it even more difficult. Moreover, the paradise does not recognize it and will clear it after leaving. It is still a waste of effort. Therefore, from all aspects, 'warming evil' is his best choice.
Instead of worrying about gains and losses and sighing with regrets in the future, why not make a big bet, what if I am the one-in-a-thousands to ward off evil spirits?
As for the part that most challenges men's bottom line?╰ひ╯, he is not afraid.
Swinging a sword from the palace? It doesn’t exist at all. It’s a joke! I, a man of eight feet, is a dignified man. I am strong and unyielding regardless of poverty or poverty. Am I the kind of person who is afraid of death and is afraid of going crazy? I don’t?╰?╯, I have the ability to let you go.
I'm going to die!
...Half an hour later...
"Pfft...pfft...!" Bailang spat out blood wantonly. (Refer to King of Kings, Punch Through the Intestine)
He transformed all the 'ripple power' in his body into 'evil-proofing Qi', and then successfully caused bleeding from the seven orifices, internal fire attacking the heart, and Qi like a gossamer.
A breeze blew, extinguishing the candles on the table, and the whole world returned to darkness.
[You experienced a violent obsession, burning with desire, retrograde qi and blood, and severed meridians and died. This is an unprecedented way to die. In view of your exploratory spirit, IBM particles 10 times 1 (extra reward)]
"Woooooooo...(?д?;)"
When Bailang regained his consciousness, Silly Fufu was holding him and crying bitterly, with snot and tears all over his body.
"Didn't I tell you that I won't let the dog lead so easily?" Bai Lang used the head-touching kill to stabilize Sulf.
The little guy sobbed and nodded, hugged Bailang's neck with a frightened look on his face, and said aggrievedly: "Forget it."
After another stick of incense, Bai Lang opened his mouth and vomited blood again, on a smaller scale than the previous time. His face was as golden as paper, and his expression was sluggish.
"Damn it, I have only transformed ripples for five years, and the meridians in my body can no longer bear it. Do I have to be inoculated with 'egg Gu' before I can continue?"
The ripples flow in the blood, and when they are transformed into evil-fighting energy, the disadvantages of not ?╰ひ╯ will appear.
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As a member of the "Dragon Protection Party", Bai Lang challenged the more difficult cultivation path of the Youlong clan. The "evil-proofing energy" transformed by the five-year ripples was far more than a novice warrior who started practicing evil-doing from scratch.
A normal warrior would suffer the pain of burning his body if he behaved like this. He did it for five years in one breath, which was tantamount to committing suicide.
At this moment, he only felt that his stomach was boiling. It was like there was a pill furnace under his lower abdomen. The ripples kept pouring in, as if adding fuel to the fire. The scorching hot Qi from Zhiyang Zhigang surged up from below. It was so hot and chaotic that it was about to explode.
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【Heat arises from the body and the body burns.】
This is a state very similar to overdosing on 'Burning Blood', but more violent and intense. However, his body is so strong that even without Gu transformation, it is far superior to ordinary humans.
Therefore, Bai Lang did not die suddenly, but suffered heartbreaking pain, felt the burning sensation in his body, and the pain of his meridians being violently destroyed and torn apart.
"Henglian! Elemental golden bell, magic-resistant iron shirt!"
The evil-proofing energy at this moment was also a kind of energy damage. He locked his body with horizontal exercises, isolating the inside and outside. Just like the ripple lock before, strange changes were taking place in his body.
If you block out the continuous tearing and burning sensations, this evil-proofing energy can be regarded as powerful. This feeling of being so powerful that it is about to explode... He suddenly realized in his mind that this was clearly a self-destruction.
The Great Law of Disintegration of Heavenly Demons'!
"Hahaha, ahhahaha..."
In the bedroom, Bai Lang laughed wildly, holding a screwdriver in his hand, and stabbed himself in the heart, extending the time until death, feeling that he had gained strength by risking his life: "The great method of warding off evil and disintegrating, I have created another shortcut.
An efficient martial arts secret. I would like to call it - a unique skill!"
After saying this, he finally couldn't control the burning speed of the ripples in his body, which continued to transform into evil-proofing energy. A mouthful of blood mist shot out three feet. Because of the strong internal fire, the meridians went retrograde, he went crazy, and the meridians died suddenly. The body suddenly exploded.
Fall to the ground.
[You experienced a stupid suicide, IBM particle 0.7]
"Why are you crying again?" Bai Lang wiped away Sulf's tears and asked.
"Can't help but QДQ!"
"Why!"
No longer caring about this fool, Lang fell into thinking. He became obsessed and died twice. He had already felt the horror of "?╰ひ╯Sword Manual".
However, Bai Lang thought, if he persists in the wrong way and does not perish in the obsession, he will only become too developed in the obsession.
Different from those warriors who mistakenly practice sunflowers and become possessed by paralysis or violent death, Bai Lang, as a great master of horizontal training, is as strong as a dragon and a tiger, and will not be easily led by a dog. Moreover, he is equipped with blood healing skills and has many abilities.
The deceased's injuries are reduced and his life is restored. If he keeps practicing "Escaping Evil" all the way, will there come a time when his sword skills will have to adapt to him?
His greatest asset is that he can try and make mistakes over and over again. The spirit-driven falling from a building technique, the five fireball elemental body-refining techniques, and the Gatling Thunder Sound Marrow Cleansing and Blood-Easing Secret Technique, none of which were accomplished through the accumulation of wasted lives.
?This kind of fruit obtained through hard work and sweat tastes particularly delicious.
Lang Xun thought he could do it! There was no reason, it was a strong intuition. Just like every time he passed by a lottery station, the feeling that he would win the first prize was always coming out, forcing him not to raise or re-raise, otherwise he would lose money.
I missed out on hundreds of millions.
"Fight, try again!"
puff!
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground red. Thanks to Recast, he was resurrected with full health every time, allowing him to have an endless supply of blood to spray as much as he wanted.
"Happy!" After spitting out, he suppressed the pain of burning his body.
Shakingly, he took out the Bloodthirsty, administered another blood transfusion, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't read (practice) trouble." Silly Fufu said pitifully, almost crying, hoping Bailang wouldn't practice any more. She would feel bad.
"Good boy, I'm thinking... I keep vomiting and vomiting like this. One day, my body will adapt to it. Pfft... Is this evil sword manual really good? It's exciting! It's a martial art that only those who have mastered it can practice it."
