This martial saint is too generous

"Senior Brother Feng, why is Master so anxious to find us?"

Qin Jinyang asked again.

Logically speaking, they should be summoned to the Hall of Health and Welfare at night.

"Don't you always want to meet Senior Brother Sun Yizhou? I haven't seen him for a long time, so I just want to go take a look."

Feng Duoying said.

"I see!"

Qin Jinyang nodded.

Sun Yizhou is Wu Shengshi's heartthrob and can be regarded as his elder brother. Unfortunately, he was plotted against by Zhou Nian'an and he doesn't know how injured he is.

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"Master, master...here we are!"

Sun Yizhou had been taken back to the Hall of Health and Wellness, and Feng Duoying walked to the inner hall, shouting as he walked.

There were no other disciples here, so his behavior was a little more unrestrained.

"Master...this..."

As soon as Feng Duoying walked in, he exclaimed.

Qin Jinyang was also stunned on the spot.

"Keep your voice down, don't make any noise, it will disturb your senior brother's sleep!"

Wu Shengshi looked at the coffin in front of him and motioned for the two of them to be quiet.

"Master, where is my senior brother? Why are you setting up a coffin?"

Feng Duoying lowered his voice and stepped forward to ask quietly.

Qin Jinyang had already guessed something, but he bowed towards the coffin with a solemn expression.

If there were no accidents, the person in the coffin was Sun Yizhou, the senior brother he had never met.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what he looks like in the end.

"gone!"

“After working hard for so many years, it’s okay to leave!”

"He may have sensed that Niannian was dead, so he rushed down to seek revenge."

Wu Shengshi stroked the coffin gently, as if he was patting his beloved disciple on the shoulder just like before.

"Alas...brother, let's go!"

Feng Duoying had visited Sun Yizhou several times and was somewhat bonded, so he looked sad.

Xu, the master is right. For senior brother, leaving is not necessarily a bad thing.

He had seen Sun Yizhou's suffering with his own eyes and could understand him better.

At least, he didn't die in front of Anniversary.

There was deathly silence in the room. Feng Duoying cut a piece of white cloth and put it on his sleeves. Qin Jinyang also put a piece of white cloth on his sleeve.

Sun Yizhou's only relative was Wu Shengshi, so the funeral was relatively simple, with a memorial tablet set up and then buried in the grave of Helan Villa.

"You two are his junior brothers, carry the coffin!"

Wu Shengshi said.

The two men nodded and carried Sun Yizhou's coffin towards the grave.

After working for a while, the coffin has been buried, and the tablet is written on Sun Yizhou. A person's life has been laid to rest.

Qin Jinyang and Feng Duoying were waiting in the distance, while Wu Shengshi stood in front of the grave, talking to his beloved disciple again and saying his final farewell.

Soon, Wu Shengshi came over.

"Jin Yang, this is the Great River Gong Wuji volume. As a teacher, my ability is limited. The summary may be inaccurate. You can only understand it by yourself... You can keep the book. It doesn't matter if you destroy it after reciting it. If you don't have the Great River Gong, Even those with a perfect level cannot understand this Wuji Scroll."

He handed a brochure to Qin Jinyang.

"Thank you, Master!"

Qin Jinyang nodded, cupped his fists and bowed.

It should have been a very happy event, but he felt heavy at the funeral.

When he first learned about Sun Yizhou, he also thought about asking the miracle doctor to come and take a look, but at that time Wu Shengshi was still spending money on treatment, and he couldn't talk much. In addition, he had to leave the villa for a trial, so he didn't mention it.

Life is like this sometimes.

Weakhearted.

Many things will be missed by chance.

They could have tried to save Ding Guangchun, but he was nowhere to be found.

You can give Sun Yizhou a try, but he has run out of gas.

It may not be life to always have smooth sailing.

"Master, look...that person...is the owner of the village!"

Suddenly, Feng Duoying suppressed his voice, but the exclamations could not be suppressed.

Hearing this, Qin Jinyang turned around and took a look.

Sure enough, on the top of the graveyard, there was a figure standing in the wind, motionless, as if he had merged with the mountain.

"The village owner's biological sister is the wife of the head of Wuyue Pavilion! The Huangyun faction raided Wuyue Pavilion, and the head of the head's wife was chopped off. The body was divided into families and was still hanging at the gate of the mountain. It has not been taken down yet... The owner of the village sent someone to negotiate with the Huangyun Sect and wanted to transport my sister’s body back to the villa, but the Huangyun Sect directly killed the messenger.”

"The leader of the Huangyun Sect said that only he can send people to give orders to Helan Villa. Helan Villa is not qualified to negotiate terms."

"The owner of the village comes here to mourn his relatives."

Wu Shengshi sighed.

"It turns out that the village owner also has troubles, and there are times when he has no choice but to do anything!"

Feng Duoying said with emotion.

"Nonsense, the owner of the village is not a god... Besides, in fairy tales, gods also have troubles."

Wu Shengshi slapped Feng Duoying on the back of the head.

"My sister was killed, but I am not qualified to take revenge... Sigh... There is nothing in the world, there is nothing I can do..." Qin Jinyang shook his head: "Master, are there marriages among the top leaders of these sects in Yundong Province?" He suddenly asked road.

"Hey, why do you ask this?"

Wu Shengshi was stunned for a moment.

"Just ask!"

Qin Jinyang smiled.

Perhaps, this rhetorical question was already Wu Shengshi’s answer.

Strong people at the top will inevitably marry each other.

What is class solidification?

This is solidification!

In any era and in any background, human nature cannot be escaped.

The marriage of strong alliances will form an invisible barrier.

Children born in this kind of marriage also have one head and two hands, but the invisible wings behind them almost cover the sky and the sun.

Many so-called geniuses are pretentious and want to break this barrier, but until they are trampled to death, they still cannot see how huge and suffocating those wings are.

Your two fists are fighting against the sky in your world, a group of gods.

In Helan Villa, Xu Wenqing is a living example.

Other disciples are struggling hard, doing some meritorious deeds in exchange for time to comprehend the secret furnace.

Xu Longjie had tried all his tricks, but the final outcome was to be imprisoned in the execution hall. When Zhao Zhiqi arrived, he didn't know whether he would be alive or not.

For Xu Wenqing, the secret furnace is just the back garden.

Which big family or sect is the wife of the owner of the village?

In addition to Helan Villa, are there any other resources that Xu Wenqing has at his disposal?

Even if Feng Duoying is in front of him, will his future wife be an ordinary woman?

impossible.

Even if it was a second-class family, Feng Zhongfu would fight tooth and nail to keep it, or at worst, find a second-class gentry family to get married.

"Jin Yang, you are a child who sometimes has a sloppy personality... but sometimes you like to think wildly... I know what you are thinking, but no one can change this kind of thing... People are destined to go to higher places! "

Wu Shengshi shook his head.

"Junior Brother Qin, the owner's wife has died long ago, but her background is extraordinary. She is the daughter of the head of the Shihui Sect."

"Everyone knows that Helan Villa and Shihuizong are at odds with each other, and even have some hatred. However, if Shihuizong encounters a life-or-death matter, Helan Villa will be the first to give full support... The same goes for us. In fact, our biggest ally is Shihuizong...you can probably guess the reason, it’s Senior Sister Xu Wenqing.”

Feng Duoying said.

"I know!"

Qin Jinyang smiled.

When he gave Xu Wenqing the jade pendant, he also made some inquiries. Although they were all rumors, some were false and some were true, they were still pretty much the same.

"I feel that our villa must have been secretly uniting with the Shihuizong during this period. Unfortunately, Wuyue Pavilion was so sudden that no one could react!"

Feng Duoying sighed again.

He had previously determined to travel throughout Yundong Province and visit these major sects one by one, but unfortunately, one of them had been wiped out.

"The Curse of the Strong!"

Wu Shengshi suddenly sighed with emotion, his words filled with endless desolation.

"What curse?"

Feng Duoying was stunned.

Qin Jinyang also frowned.

"The curse of the strong...a curse that every strong person suffers."

"As you become stronger, the people around you will also become prosperous, and chickens and dogs can ascend to heaven... But the dangers faced by the people around you will be doubled. At that time, the person you care about most will become You have become a hostage in the hands of others..."

"Every time a hostage dies, the strong man will suffer a torture in his heart..."

"There is an old saying in the world of martial arts: no harm to the family! But with real life-and-death hatred, who can really do no harm to the family?"

"You've all heard that the strong are alone."

"Many times, it's not that the strong are lonely, but that the strong simply cannot bear the torment of the curse, and will subconsciously alienate all interpersonal relationships. As long as there are no family and friends, there is no weakness, and there is no fear of the curse coming. The fewer relatives, the fewer weaknesses... …But loneliness is another curse.”

"Let's not talk about it, I am not a strong person even as a teacher! I hope you two can practice to the fourth level or even the fifth level in the future... By then, you will slowly realize the curse of the strong."

Wu Shengshi smiled bitterly.

Maybe because my beloved disciple passed away, I talked a little too much today.

Feng Duoying nodded and vowed that he could practice the fifth level and kill everyone when the time came.

Qin Jinyang was mumbling the words "curse of the strong".

yes.

There are bloody examples before our eyes.

When Ding Guangchun left the villa, Fang Yongli immediately encountered adversity in his life.

What if Fang Yongli is Ding Baochun's biological son?

If you feel sorry for your son, you are suffering the curse of the strong.

Therefore, Ding Guangchun had no wife or children, and giving birth to a son was like giving birth to a hostage. He chose to bear the curse of loneliness and could only raise flowers and birds.

Because of the bird, going to Wuyue Pavilion was contaminated by the cause and effect, which eventually led to injuries.

I have to continue to inquire about the whereabouts of Ding Guangchun. Although the incident is not entirely caused by me, I am partly responsible.

"Jin Yang, you go back to understand the Wuji Scroll first. When you have completely mastered it, come to me to get the big river boat... everyone go back!"

Wu Shengshi waved his hand.

"Thank you, master!"

Qin Jinyang nodded.

Feng Duoying turned around and was about to run away.

"Feng Duoying, why don't you go back to seclusion and want to sneak down the mountain to find a fat girl? How shameless, you are very strong?"

Wu Shengshi scolded.

…

Go back to the room.

Lock the door.

Qin Jinyang opened the Wuji book.

…

[Tip: If the Great River Gong Wuji Scroll is detected, it will consume 2200 potential points to upgrade the Great River Gong to the Wuji Realm]

…

What?

2200 points...so cruel?

The last time Qin Jinyang tried, he was prompted that 1,600 points was not enough.

I thought I could get a discount if I had the secret book of mental skills. Maybe 1,000 points would be enough.

I didn't expect that I was so sentimental, it was outrageous.

If there is no Wuji Volume, how much will it get?

I dare not even think about it.

The potential is really not enough. When I get the big river boat, I don’t know how much potential it will be used up.

"add a bit!"

[Reminder: Dajiang Gong has been upgraded to the Wuji Realm, with a potential of -2200]

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Name: Qin Jinyang

Identity: Disciple of the Welfare Hall of Helan Villa

Root Bone: Gold Level [Next Stage: White Jade Level (799/800)]

Martial Arts: "Dajiang Kung Fu (Wuji)", "Ice Lotus Armor (Perfection)", "Chen Yang Kung Fu (Dzog Perfection)", "Bad Fist (Dzogchen)", "Black Foot (Dzogchen)", "Boiling Demon Collapse Tiger Sword" ( Great Perfection)》

Potential: 4247 points

…

A familiar sharp pain.

The familiar suffocation.

Qin Jinyang's mind was filled with countless insights in an instant, and his head was about to explode.

The meridians all over the body were in pain and spasming, each one was being melted by the magma, melted, healed, healed and melted again, over and over again.

It lasted for a long time, and Qin Jinyang finally woke up.

The amount of true energy did not increase as much as expected.

But there is a feeling that additives have been added, and it seems to have some special abilities.

Perhaps, this is Suiyuan.

…

"Can Dajiang Gong continue to improve?"

Qin Jinyang asked about the system.

…

[Tip: Due to insufficient potential, Dajiang Gong cannot be promoted to the second level of Wuji. 】

…

Sure enough, there are two realms of Wuji.

The balance of more than 4,000 points is actually not enough for the second level of Wuji.

Calculated in this way, if the Wuji state was not the master's mental method, it might still require 3,000 potential points.

This is too expensive.

Fortunately, Wuji Realm is enough for now.

"Can the Ice Lotus Armor be improved?"

…

[Tip: Upgrading the Ice Lotus Armor to the Infinite Realm costs 2,400 potential points. Do you want to upgrade it? 】

…

"Don't worry yet! Can Bad Fist be improved?"

…

[Tip: Upgrading Bad Fist to the Infinite Realm costs 2,700 potential points. Do you want to upgrade? 】

…

"No hurry, no rush..."

Qin Jinyang turned off the system.

Keep your potential first, there is no danger to your life for the time being, and when you can't wait, you can upgrade other life-saving martial arts... Life-saving always comes first.

Qin Jinyang didn't feel sleepy and took out the elixir directly.

Keep practicing.

Breaking through the third level is the most important thing.

There are still some elixirs left in the bandit's den, and today the master brought another batch, which should have been obtained in exchange for the heads of the two village leaders.

Qin Jinyang swallowed the pill and started refining it.

Unfortunately, the Dajiang Gong after Wuji Realm did not substantially increase the speed of cultivation.

Of course, it is also possible that Qin Jinyang's Dantian throughput ability is already at the upper limit of the second level and is simply unbreakable. After all, the amount and intensity of martial arts he mastered were simply unbelievable.

If you want to continue to improve, you can only think of ways based on fundamentals and time.

It is impossible to have a root bone, and there is no way to improve it before the third level.

A big river boat is the only way to steal time.

"The speed of cultivation is so slow...eh...so slow? How long have I been practicing? I'm about to reach the third level...slow?"

Qin Jinyang sighed and suddenly came back to his senses.

Are you feeling a little inflated?

Others who have reached the third level would not even dare to think about it without a few years of hard work.

I have been practicing for several months, but I actually think that my cultivation speed is slow.

…

Dawn!

Qin Jinyang glanced at his dantian, where the spiritual energy was still floating at the second percentile.

But yesterday it was still at 20%, and today it is infinitely close to 30%. Although the shackles of time and bones have not been broken, the digestion ability of Dantian is definitely top-notch.

"How about trying Ding Guangchun's elixir?"

Qin Jinyang accidentally took out Ding Guangchun's Golden Fortune Pill.

The name of this elixir is also very particular.

Gold is the qualification of gold.

Luck is luck.

This is the luck that belongs to the golden root.

…

[Tip: The elixir carries the alchemist’s hard work. Are you willing to swallow the elixir so that the alchemist’s hard work will not be let down? 】

…

Gudong!

Qin Jinyang directly picked one and swallowed it decisively.

The system has already warned that it will definitely not kill anyone. The system is your own safety belt.

…

[You make the elixir refining useful, and you will be rewarded with 80 potential points. 】

…

hiss!

It hurts!

As soon as the effect of the medicine wore off, Qin Jinyang grinned, and a raging fire seemed to burn in his dantian.

Although the Dantian Bell did not have an intuitive visual effect, Qin Jinyang felt like he was being roasted by fire.

It hurts!

Pain like never before.

Fang Yongli was right, his Dantian seemed to be torn apart.

Fortunately, at this time, a golden light spread on the surface of the dantian clock, forming a layer of protection... This should be the check and balance of the root bone.

Sure enough, the root bone works wonders.

The flames were still burning, even stronger than before, but the precarious Dantian bell was finally stabilized.

Ding Guangchun didn't exaggerate. The limit of the Golden Fortune Pill was really a golden bone.

Time kidnapped by pain passes extremely slowly.

Finally, all the medicinal effects of the elixir were completely refined, and the pain of the Dantian being burned gradually disappeared.

Qin Jinyang looked at the aura of his Dantian again.

What a poison pill.

Thirty percent.

Just one pill directly broke through the 30% barrier.

Qin Jinyang is now a genuine second-grade mid-level warrior.

But he discovered another problem.

The state of Dantian is now in a mess, and it looks like its foundation has been destroyed.

Qin Jinyang himself knew that the golden root bone could be repaired very quickly, in just a day or two, or even less than a day or two.

But if an outsider inspects it, Qin Jinyang's Dantian is completely disabled.

"This may be a good thing... The bones cannot be seen by others, so they can always be hidden! But the cultivation level can be recognized by others at a glance, especially in front of masters, there is no way to hide...

In fact, many people have questioned his second grade. Although it is all left to the master to explain, some people will definitely question it.

This is a danger.

Now my Dantian is showing signs of being scrapped, which is also a natural disguise.

Qin Jinyang suddenly laughed.

Is this considered self-comfort?

…

bath! bath!

After practicing all night, Qin Jinyang's body was covered with another layer of smelly mud.

But this time it was obviously much lighter than last time, and the smell was not as pungent as last time.

As a disciple, Zhou Xiaohua was absolutely dedicated to her responsibilities. She stayed up all night and stayed in the kitchen, always preparing hot water.

Qin Jinyang soaked in the barrel and fell asleep immediately.

…

"Senior Brother Qin, it's not good, it's not good..."

Suddenly, Zhou Xiaohua pushed the door open and woke up Qin Jinyang who was sleeping.

"Ah...what's wrong?"

He opened his eyes.

"The village owner! The village owner calls you to go to the main hall...the village owner is looking for you..."

Zhou Xiaohua was panting.

"The owner of the village?"

Qin Jinyang was stunned for a moment.

If there are no accidents, it’s a matter of cashing in on the rewards.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xue Bingbing this time. She seems to be in retreat in the secret furnace. The opportunity for retreat comes from Guiwu Cave.