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Chapter 67
Aware of the true meaning of moving the universe, Wu Liang's Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps and Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps have reached great success one after another. At this time, he is using Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps, his body changes like a ghost, he can move forward and backward freely, and his movements are weird and unpredictable, which makes people feel uncomfortable. It's hard to guard against!

"The mountain is poor and the water is full of doubts and no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village. If you don't get the Great Teleportation of the Universe, you don't know how long it will take to create the Hundred Flowers' wrong steps, let alone practice the Hundred Flowers' wrong steps to perfection!"

"Now my Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps and Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps have been mastered. In the future, I only need to integrate various body techniques and footwork into Baihua Wrong Steps, and integrate various boxing techniques, palm techniques, and fingering techniques into Baihua Wrong Steps. Can!"

"If I use Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps, and then attack with Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist and Psychic Cone, ordinary earth-level warriors are definitely not my opponents. Even if I am no match for top-level earth-level warriors, I will at most be a winless one. situation!"

The Great Teleportation of the Universe, Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist, and Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps were all accomplished one after another. Wu Liang, who was in a turbulent mood, took a few deep breaths to calm down the excitement in his heart. Holding a bright flashlight, he stepped on Hundred Flowers Wrong Steps, looking for the way out of the secret path .

The sound of light footsteps came from far and near, and the voice of talking to himself drifted over with the sound of footsteps.

Wu Liang turned off the flashlight, introverted his whole body, breathless, and said in his heart: "Could it be that Cheng Kun came to pay homage to his junior sister again? In vain, Cheng Kun often entered the secret room, but he didn't notice the great shift of the universe. It's sad, lamentable, pitiful." ,hateful!"

The faint fire light shone from the corner of the secret passage, and in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged bald donkey came over with a torch. The bald donkey walked very steadily, breathing slowly and long, and his temples were protruding, obviously an internal force Profound generation.

Wu Liang, who had been prepared for a long time, stepped on the three intangibles before the other party found out, landed almost silently and flashed to another side road. When the middle-aged monk came over, with a thought, a few invisible and invisible The cone of thought power shot out.

Cheng Kun's scalp was numb, and he hid aside reflexively. Just when he thought he had snatched the hidden weapon, he breathed a sigh of relief instinctively. Just when he was about to ask the attacker, several mind cones turned around and hit his body. Several acupuncture points.

"Master Yuanzhen, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Wu Liang came out and said with a half-smile.

"Amitabha, the donor has no grievances with the poor monk, why did he touch the poor monk's acupuncture points?" Cheng Kun frowned and said.

"Master Yuanzhen, you are Hunyuan Thunderbolt Master Cheng Kun, right? It is rumored that your martial arts are extremely high, but my inner strength is a little shallow, and I plan to borrow some from you!" Wu Liang said with a serious smile.

Cheng Kun secretly shifted his internal energy, intending to break through the sealed acupuncture points, but said in his mouth: "This benefactor, the poor monk Yuanzhen of Shaolin Temple, asks himself that he has never offended you, why do you insist on saying that the poor monk is Yuanzhen?"

"Didn't you just want to delay the time and unlock the banned acupuncture points? Do you think I'm stupid?" Wu Liang smiled disdainfully, and a few more mind-power cones hit the opponent's acupuncture points. Walked over vigilantly.

The great movement of the universe can move the acupoints. As long as it is a top-level martial arts, almost all acupoints can be moved.

Life is very fragile, and life in the world of martial arts is even more fragile. When the strong fight, the weak may be killed by Chi Yu, and the strong with overwhelming combat power may be poisoned by the weak. There is only one life, who dares to joke about his own life?

"Phantom Yin Finger!" Cheng Kun was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and kept delaying the time with eloquence. After the acupuncture points in his body were opened, his eyes lit up, he said coldly, and stretched out his hand to point.

"Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist!" Wu Liang was startled when he saw the opponent rushing to open his acupoints. He threw an extremely messy Hundred Flowers Wrong Fist to meet him. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with one hand.

"Ah, what are you going to do? What kind of martial arts is this? My internal force!" Cheng Kun screamed in horror, noticing that his own internal force was constantly flowing outward.

Quickly running the Beiming Divine Art, a powerful internal force continuously poured from the opponent's body into his own body. An unspeakable sense of comfort constantly eroded his heart. The unspeakable joy made Wu Liang intoxicated.

For the sake of his beloved junior sister, Cheng Kun did not hesitate to be an enemy of Mingjiao, which made him admire. In order to destroy Mingjiao, the other party did not hesitate to kill his apprentice's family and betray the nation, which made him hate it deeply.

"Anyway, this bald donkey is not a good thing, absorb all his internal strength, and then cut off his limbs, let him repent in this secret path, let him fend for himself in this secret path!"

Wu Liang's heart moved, and the speed of Beiming's magical power soared by three points. The internal force in Cheng Kun's body, like a torrent, rushed into his body quickly, and the torrent stopped abruptly in an instant.

Throwing away the limp Cheng Kun, he reached out his hand from the opponent's arms and took out three cheat books. With a thought, a Yitian sword flashed, and he swung the sword a few times. It keeps echoing in the secret passage.

Putting the sword into its sheath, putting the Yitian Sword and the three cheat books into the system hall together, with a thought of Wu Liang, several cones of thought power shot out quickly, Cheng Kun, who was bleeding profusely, no longer bleeds from the wound, only the miserable The shouting has not stopped.

Looking at the human stick on the ground, he changed his mind and walked in the direction the other party came from. Fortunately, there was no fork in the road. In less than a few minutes, he came to the exit of the secret road.

"This location is very hidden. No wonder Cheng Kun entered the secret passage many times and was not discovered by the people of the Ming Cult!" Wu Liang couldn't help praising. He heard footsteps and voices in the distance. He didn't dare to stay where he was. Even if there is no way out of the three, there is no way to escape.

"I left without saying goodbye, I don't know what Yang Xiao would think? When I entered the secret path, I used my thoughts to restore the bed board to its original shape, but I wonder if Yang Buhui will find out?"

"Xiao Zhao didn't hesitate to be Yang Buhui's maid in order to find Qiankun Dayi, but Qiankun Dayi was taken away by me. If she can't find Qiankun Dayi, will she be Yang Buhui's maid for the rest of her life?"

"I didn't expect Cheng Kun's internal energy to be so deep, find a place to refine the internal energy first!" Wu Liang frowned when he saw some pain in his body, his body disappeared in a flash, and he quickly galloped in the mountains and forests.

He found a remote place, released a few police dogs to be on guard, sat cross-legged on a stone, and performed the Beiming Divine Art, Tai Chi and Sanwu Xindharma followed. Taiji internal force and three non-internal forces are divided up!
"Mysterious-level peak state is complete, even if I don't plunder other people's internal strength, I will naturally break through to the early stage of the earth-level within a week at most. Earth-level warriors are equivalent to innate warriors!"

"Once I become a prefecture-level martial artist, in this world of Yitian Tulongji, I guess Zhang Sanfeng, the patriarch of Wudang, and a few old bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple will have a higher level of cultivation than me!"

After refining the plundered internal force, Wu Liang stood up, looked around, listened to the voice in the forest, and ran towards the dense forest like lightning. In less than a few minutes, he caught a only pheasant.

Holding the pheasant in his right hand, he jumped up, tapped his feet on the treetops, like leaves falling in the wind, and drifted down the mountain. He found lotus leaves, yellow mud and other things, and wrapped them in white wine. On the pheasant.
"Wu-style beggar's chicken smells very fragrant, but I don't know how it tastes?" Peeling off the soil and lotus leaves, looking at the tempting pheasant inside, he took a bite.

"Bah, what the fuck, there's no salt!"

(End of this chapter)