Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

"Uh……"

Elder Xu suddenly covered his chest, frowned and let out a low moan, and slowly fell to the right side, but he still tried hard to say:

"Qi follows blood, blood, blood..."

poof...

The old guy closed his eyes tightly, clutched his chest and fell to the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

"Old Xu?"

Yang Can had just listened to a short passage, and he was able to confirm that the Sky Rumbling Fist was absolutely extraordinary, but he didn't expect that there was no more text at this moment!

He hurriedly got up from the spiritual spring, came to the small window of the sand wall, looked at the other party and shouted again and again, even reaching out his hand to touch the other party.

But as soon as his hand reached the window, a red barrier blocked him.

"Prohibition?"

Yang Can frowned, and suddenly remembered the way the other party said to undo the restriction. With a sweep of his divine sense, he quickly found the three demon blood crystals hidden in the sand wall.

When he was about to take some effort to take them out, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Just halfway through this exercise, the old man fell down and looked like he was about to die...

This is too much of a coincidence. Could it be a trap?

Generally speaking, most people will subconsciously want to open the restriction just like he did just now, try to see if they can save the old man, and then listen to the second half of the exercise...

But Yang Can didn't pay much attention to this boxing technique.

All his thoughts are still on the method of divine sense just now, and he still doesn't trust the old man a little bit.

"Why should I be in such a hurry? This old man has been imprisoned here for so long, his energy and blood have decayed, and his cultivation has regressed. He must be hopeless. Even if I lift the restriction now, it will be useless, alas."

Yang Can whispered something, then shook his head with a sigh, and planned to go back to the Lingquan to wash his own marrow.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he heard a strong inhalation sound coming from his ear:

"hiss……"

As soon as that old man Xu opened his eyes, he regained his composure and asked for help quite painfully:

"My little friend, I seem to be able to rescue him..."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Yang Can's mouth curled up into a slight smile.

He turned his head, passed through the small hole in the sand wall, stared at the extremely "strong" old Xu who was lying on the ground struggling constantly, stretched out a hand to him for help, and refused to die...

Chapter 171 Leaving the Ancient Battlefield!Instantly kill the five-eyed beast!

Yang Can stared straight at the other party, without saying anything, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

After a long time, Mr. Xu recovered miraculously!

He straightened up and laughed dryly:

"Ahem, don't mind the old problem, it will be fine after a while..."

Saying so, he scolded Yang Can and his [-] generations of ancestors in his heart.

He was acting in everything just now, and he even paid for a book of spiritual thoughts exercises for it, with only one purpose, which is to trick the other party into helping him break the restriction.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to succeed, this damn kid suddenly came to his senses and stopped!

Originally according to his plan, the other party would definitely send that unfinished "Rang Tian Fist" to break the restriction and rush in to save him.

Afterwards, in addition to being able to escape easily, he was also able to have a full meal!

But now it's a good thing, not only is the duck in his mouth flying away, but he also created a book of mystical thoughts for nothing...

"Haha, interesting."

Yang Can chuckled, and ignored the other party, and returned to the Lingquan to start his own marrow washing.

Seeing the scene where the other party came back from the dead, he knew clearly that the previous suspicion was correct, the old man just wanted to bully him!

He wanted to use his greed for exercises to lure him into the bait.

Unfortunately, it fell short.

Yang Can, who lay down in the spiritual spring and continued to wash his marrow, said casually again:

"Now that you're done, go ahead."

"Ji, continue what..."

Mr. Xu started to pretend to be stupid.

Yang Can teased and said:

"Hangtian Fist! If you don't finish talking, how can I send your ashes back to your homeland after you die?"

Elder Xu: "..."

All the plans failed, and now he is still talking about Hong Tianquan!

But after thinking about it, he had already been exposed anyway, so he simply talked about cooperation directly.

"Hey, boy, how about this? You let me out first, and I will give you the remaining half of the Hongtian Fist."

"Hahaha!" Yang Can laughed loudly, shook his head and said:

"Old man, it would be great if you said this earlier! Maybe I will agree as soon as my heart softens!"

To be honest, if the other party had planned to make a deal from the beginning, Yang Can might agree.

However, even so, he would definitely ask the other party to hand over the exercises to him first.

After all, this old guy was a master thousands of years ago, who knows if there is another way, once the restriction is lifted, he will run away without a trace?

As for now, it must be useless, even if the other party is willing to hand over this exercise to him.

Isn't it just a book of exercises?Nothing special.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xu knew that this kid was difficult to deal with, but he still laughed and said:

"It's not too late now! Don't worry, as long as you let me out, I will tell you the rest of the exercises immediately. If you don't believe me, you can swear! Swear poisonously!"

What the old guy said seemed to be true, but Yang Can shook his head and said:

"Nothing to talk about, either you talk about the exercises now, or wait for the next person to come."

The swearing is all based on conscience, as far as the old man is concerned, his conscience must have been eaten by dogs long ago.

Even a poisonous oath is not like farting.

"This, this..."

Elder Xu showed embarrassment, but now he refused to say anything about the remaining half of the exercise.

This is his last hole card. Once he says it now, he will no longer have the capital to attract the other party to save him.

Anyway, Yang Can is not in a hurry at all, now the initiative is in his hands, he just cares about cleansing the marrow and cultivating.

The purpose of his coming this time is for the technique of divine sense. At this moment, not only has he made a lot of progress, but he has also obtained the improvement method he wanted. He is satisfied.

Mr. Xu struggled for a long time by himself, and suddenly made a condition for Yang Can:

"Why not, how about this, after I go out, I recommend you to go to Dajin to be a high-ranking official!"

"Senior officer?" Yang Can smiled disdainfully, and was about to reply when a rather charming female voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Da Jin has long been wiped out by our monster clan. Where does your old man want him to be a high-ranking official?"

"what!"

Hearing this, Elder Xu was shocked, and he froze in place, muttering:

"No, it's impossible! It's impossible!"

Yang Can turned his head to the intersection where he came from, looked at the somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar figure, and called out uncertainly:

"Shen Qingyi?"

"Brother Tianhu, why are you so uncertain? It's been a long time since we haven't seen each other so you don't know Qingyi?"

Familiar title.

It's just that whether it's the tone of voice, the way the other party speaks, or even the figure walking out of the shadows, in Yang Can's opinion, there is a big difference.

The original Shen Qingyi seemed to be a flowery flower that was still young and reserved, but at this moment it suddenly turned into a blooming flower, so delicate and charming.

Moreover, the fox tails behind the opponent suddenly changed from three to nine!The faint aura emanating from his body is also much stronger.

It seems that he is not the only one who has gained something, and this fox girl obviously has some adventures...

"Hey! That fox girl, what did you just say! What Dajin is dead! You lied to me, right! Right!"

At this moment, Mr. Xu stuck his whole body to the small hole in the sand wall, facing the translucent blue barrier, and shouted frantically.

"I lie to you?"

Shen Qingyi's white legs were exposed, her thin lips slightly raised her brows with a smile, and said disdainfully:

"Why should I lie to you? It is a well-known fact that Dajin died, and it was annexed by my monster clan just 700 years ago."

"No! No!" Old Xu put his hands on his head and exclaimed:

"No! It's impossible! It's not true!"

Ignoring the hard-hit old guy, Shen Qingyi walked to Lingquan Tan by herself, looked down at Yang Can with a smile and said:

"Brother Tianhu, you are quite comfortable. It seems that the harvest this time seems to be not small."

"It's not bad, but it's still worse than you."

Yang Can looked at the nine wagging tails behind the other party and said.

After staying in the demon world for so long, he also has a certain understanding of the monster race.

In addition to the demon essence, their most important power is the power of blood, which is an innate ability. In addition to bringing powerful power, it will also have obvious external signs.

For example, the tail of the fox.

The more tails there are, the stronger the bloodline power is, and these nine tails can already be regarded as top-notch!

The eroded old patriarch he saw in the ancestral ruins had only six tails.

"Hehe, each other." Shen Qingyi smiled, squatted down, stretched out her white and slender fingers and slowly slid across Yang Can's chest:

"Brother Tianhu, have you found a way to practice the method of divine thoughts?"

She could feel that Yang Can's consciousness was several times stronger than before they separated.

Originally, the two of them came to this ancient battlefield to strengthen their spiritual sense.

Yang Can's body sank, and his whole body was immersed in the Lingquan Tan, so that the fox girl could no longer touch him, and then he said via voice transmission:

"That's right, it's thanks to the old guy next to me. I will tell you about the specific cultivation techniques when I go back. However, before that, I still need some mysterious skills."

Shen Qingyi lightly flicked the golden drop of Lingquan water in her hand, stood up with a look that she had expected, and chuckled lightly:

"See, it's exactly what I said."

"what?"

Somewhat unclearly, Yang Can asked through voice transmission.

But Shen Qingyi didn't plan to answer him.

"I'll wait for you outside."

Just leaving this sentence, she left and walked out. At this time, the King of Yellow Sand in her hand hurriedly said:

"I have brought the place, can you let me go..."

Bang!

Before she finished speaking, Shen Qingyi tightened her palms, and completely crushed the Yellow Sand King, which was only the size of sand dust, and disappeared into the world as green smoke...

goo goo goo...

A few small bubbles popped up in Lingquan Pool.

Although Yang Can felt a little strange about Shen Qingyi's attitude, he still didn't choose to ask questions.