Immortal and evil martial arts, starting from picking up experience

He saw not only the faces of the Zhang family, but also many people from the Li family.

There was admiration in their eyes, looking at Zhang Haoyue who was squinting and smiling warmly on the futon.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you said that your dream was to unify the Nine Dragon Gates?"

Someone shouted from the audience.

"It can't be said to be unification, but to reconcile the two families of Zhang and Li. Only the two can work together to make Jiulongmen better and better."

Zhang Haoyue said with a smile, "Even if that person is not me, it can be anyone."

"Tch, I think this person can only be Senior Brother Zhang. To put it bluntly, I don't accept anyone in the Zhang family except Senior Brother Zhang!"

The man snorted coldly.

But it didn't arouse disgust. On the contrary, several people in the audience continued to cater to it, which immediately became the response of everyone.

Zhang Haoyue smiled bitterly, and said modestly, "I'm still far behind."

"The Bone Texture Realm is just an entry ticket to the world of the strong, and I have only just spied a corner."

"The grasp of 'potential' is still very shallow."

Among the crowd, Li Buxing stood up, "Brother, can you tell us about 'shi'?"

"I just heard yesterday that the Shuangji Gate recently accepted a Pingnan rebel as a disciple. That person is only in the five refinement realm, but he has mastered the 'power'."

"Does that mean that we can also grasp the 'potential'?"

"That's right, that's right, I heard about it too, it shocked me for 1 years."

"That guy seems to be called... Lei Hong."

Qin Huai in the crowd felt a sense of intimacy when he heard this familiar name.

Unexpectedly, that guy survived, and entered the bipolar gate.

Moreover, according to their words, Lei Hong not only survived, but also improved to a higher level.

A look of surprise flashed across Zhang Haoyue's eyes, "Then this person is indeed a genius."

"Everyone is born different, and because of their growth experience, they have created different auras. Those who are superior are like lions and tigers, who are not angry and majestic; those who hold wealth are many kind, but gold is as expensive as a mountain; warriors are full of spirit, often kill people, surrounded by fierce lights..."

"These are the auras engraved into the bone marrow because of the long-term baptism."

His eyes swept across the audience, and when he saw Qin Huai, his eyes paused slightly, and the corner of his mouth showed a deeper arc.

Continue to say, "The bone tattooing level of us warriors is the same, but we have turned those businessmen and officials into exercises!"

"Take my Daozong Jiulongmen's Long Qi Jue as an example. It is to try to engrave the nine white dragons in the body on the bones one by one."

"This kind of process is extremely dangerous. It's a delicate job. It's equivalent to attacking yourself with a white dragon."

"If you use too much force, it's a trivial matter to break a bone. In case the breath collapses and explodes directly in your body, the possibility of dying on the spot is extremely high."

"How tall?" someone asked.

"half."

When everyone in the audience heard the words, their faces turned pale.

Zhang Haoyue said with a smile, "Therefore, there are many nine-refinement martial artists who cherish their lives and dare not try to break through the realm."

"That's why the elders often tell us to be careful in our daily practice. We must control the details of mobilizing the white dragon."

"This is not just to allow you to accumulate combat experience, but also to allow you to step into the Bone Trace Realm someday in the future."

A tall and slender man stood up and asked again, "Doesn't that mean that it is possible to master the 'potential' in the first level of blood refining?"

"In theory, it's possible."

Zhang Haoyue didn't deny it, "It takes enough experience to gain momentum. The Ninth Level of Blood Refining is that enough 'experience', enough 'experience' is enough to be able to afford momentum."

"The momentum is very heavy. Even if a martial artist with ordinary blood can successfully tattoo the bones and have a little momentum, he will be quickly crushed by the momentum."

"A martial artist who has practiced nine times has a [-]% chance of dying suddenly, let alone one who has practiced one. Basically, there are ten deaths and no life."

There was a burst of silence and speechlessness in the audience.

Then someone sighed again, "Genius, then Lei Hong is definitely a genius."

"It's also from Pingnan City. Compared with Lei Hong, someone is only slightly better in realm."

"Indeed, I don't need to say which one is higher or lower between the person who can comprehend the 'power' and the momentary state."

Among the crowd, a fat man with a badge pinned to his waist looked contemptuous.

"Cough cough..."

Someone poked the little fat man and said in a low voice, "Qin Huai is right behind you."

"What's wrong behind me? Even if he is in front of me, I still say the same. He is just a..."

The little fat man's voice stopped abruptly, and he hesitated for a long time while watching the figure in front of him, but he didn't finish what he said.

His face was flushed, and he didn't even dare to look at Qin Huai more.

"Brother Qin, this kid is a naughty boy from my fourth uncle's family. He is used to being arrogant and indulgent. Don't take it to heart."

Zhang Haoyue quickly got up and walked off the stage, and came to Qin Huai's side.

"Why don't you apologize to Brother Qin soon? Brother Qin was the best at poisoning and killing people when he was in Pingnan City."

"sorry Sorry!"

The little fat man apologized without the slightest hesitation, then straightened up, turned around and ran away.

"Brother Zhang, don't listen to some rumors from Pingnan. I'm not proficient in poison art. I just dabbled in it a little, not even a beginner."

Qin Huai looked serious.

"Haha... It seems that I was abrupt."

Zhang Haoyue put her arms around Qin Huai's shoulders, especially intimate.

Then he half-pushed and half-pushed Qin Huai to the stage and looked at everyone.

"Na Leihong is extremely talented, and he has been No.1 among Pingnan's younger generation for two years."

"Until Brother Qin's rise, then Lei Hong was defeated by Brother Qin and gave up the No.1 throne."

"So don't question Brother Qin's talent."

Zhang Haoyue was particularly sincere, and motioned Qin Huai to sit cross-legged with him.

The audience was silent, they wanted to refute, but they didn't dare to refute Zhang Haoyue's face.

"With Brother Qin's aptitude, sooner or later he will understand 'power'."

Zhang Haoyue looked sincere, "And Brother Qin's 'power' must be astonishing."

"Brother Zhang, don't praise me like that. I'm afraid I'll be disappointed. But I've been in Pingnan for a long time, and I've never seen the use of 'power'. I wonder if Brother Zhang can let me have a look?"

Qin Huai asked.

Although he has learned the two powers, he can't use them.

Very model lake.

The "memory" is also very hazy, maybe it is caused by picking up too little 'momentum'.

"Since Brother Qin has opened his mouth, I will show off the power of the white dragon in the Long Qi Art."

Zhang Haoyue stood up.

Keep a little distance from Qin Huai.

Everyone in the audience also looked at Zhang Haoyue expectantly.

"Brother Qin might as well try it with me, it's a way to understand in advance."

"it is good."

Qin Huai did not refuse, and kept paying attention to Zhang Haoyue.

"Actuate the Long Qi Art, pull the Qi of the White Dragon, and understand the places where the bones are..."

Where are the bones?

Qin Huai's thoughts flashed by, and urged Bailong to go to the place where he felt hot and heavy yesterday.

It's the chest ribs.

Zhang Haoyue moved slowly, and her bluish-white robe rose up indistinctly without wind.

There seemed to be a white light flashing in the eyes.

"Ah! I seem to see a dragon clinging to Senior Brother Zhang!"

"I seem to see it too!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, because there are many disciples who have just started, it is the first time they have encountered these gestures, and they feel novel and shocked.

"These are just the momentum of the white dragon, not really a dragon clinging to me, but there are indeed dragons clinging to me."

"I can borrow the power of the white dragon to unleash the terrifying power of the Nine Dragons True Qi Kung!"

Zhang Haoyue explained, and the people in the audience looked adoring.

"If that person cultivates to the end, will the power of the white dragon become a real dragon, replace us and become a dragon!"

Someone is curious.

"I don't know, probably not."

Zhang Haoyue didn't dare to speak nonsense, "But even if there is a day, with my current fortune, I can't do it, right?"

He smiled and looked at Qin Huai.

"Brother Qin, you..."

The smile on Zhang Haoyue's face froze, he seemed to have seen Qin Huai's clothes move a little bit just now? !

He reached out and felt it.

There is no wind today.

"what happened?"

Qin Huai looked at Zhang Haoyue with a smile.

"It's nothing, Brother Qin, do you have any insight?" Zhang Haoyue smiled naturally.

Illusion, it must be an illusion.

It's nothing more than a little Pingnan who has developed a genius in the blood refining realm.Can there be two in a row?

It doesn't make sense, Pingnan is not a place where dragons thrive, and there are no legends about luck.

"I'm not very enlightened, I'm afraid I have to go back and work harder."

Qin Huai shook his head with a look of regret.

"It's okay, like Lei Hong and his ilk, even in Lingjiang County, there is only one copy."

Seeing Qin Huai's demeanor that didn't seem to be fake, Zhang Haoyue felt relieved.

"Let's stop here today."

Zhang Haoyue got up and said goodbye to everyone.

He got up and walked away.

Behind him, his cousin Zhang Yu followed quickly.

Hold Zhang Haoyue's arm.

"Senior brother, why do you want to praise Qin Huai so highly? Isn't this adding to his power and popularity? It's not good for us."

Zhang Yu didn't understand.

"A person gradually climbed from an ant to a high position, wearing bright clothes and walking to the brightly lit stage where everyone is watching... Excited, arrogant, and feel that he is the son of destiny."

"Then strip him of his clothes from the stage, let him reveal his true colors, repent, helpless, and finally recognize reality."

Zhang Haoyue closed her eyes slightly, as if imagining that scene.

"This is a complete story, and this can make people feel happy."