The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 725 Xiang Dingtian

Anyway, Xiang Dingtian didn't have a younger brother after all, because within two years, his mother died of illness.

Ordinary people think that this woman may die in depression, but it is not.

Lao Xiang treated her very well, was gentle and considerate, and worked hard to make money so that their mother and son could live a good life. This is not like a rough man in the rivers and lakes, it can only be said that it is due to fate.

However, Xiang Dingtian has shown extraordinary talent in martial arts since he was a child, and Xiang Dingtian has learned the basic martial arts that the old Xiangtou practiced by himself within two years, and he has surpassed the blue ones.

It's a pity that he is not talented enough in reading. According to Mr. Xuetang's words, he is too crafty and lacks aura. He is determined to make progress in reading and reading dead books.

But this old saying is just listening, not taking it seriously. In the eyes of parents, their children are always the best.

He thought to himself, my son is one in a thousand prodigy in martial arts training by analogy.
It must be that you are blind and incompetent, so you lied to me, so you changed schools for Xiang Dingtian in between.

This change, Xiang Dingtian changed from ten years old to 20 years old. I don't know how many schools he has studied in, and how much hard-earned money he spent on the old Xiangtou. Yumu's head just doesn't understand.

Two years ago, the old Xiangtou was old, and he didn't practice advanced Qigong, so he couldn't suppress his injuries and passed away, leaving Xiang Dingtian alone as a bookworm who could only read.

But this nerd was very lucky. He discovered the seven-spin slash when he burned the relics for the old item in the ground. After two years of hard training, he penetrated the twelve orthodox meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, and he became a martial arts master. study.

Purely in terms of martial arts aptitude, it is true to be a genius.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the superficial internal energy that the nerd has cultivated since he was a child. He has cultivated a stream of pure internal energy for more than ten years, and once stimulated by magical skills and secret skills, he immediately exerts infinite power and possibilities.

However, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he does not care about production, and it is useless if he does not have means of earning a living. He has no source of income for two years, and spends a lot of money on practicing martial arts for two years.

"So? If I hadn't come, this idiot would have starved to death. What's the matter? Even if you hunt by yourself."

Xiang Yang is speechless, Xiang Dingtian has followed the rules for many years, reads rationally, and thinks that everything is inferior, only reading is high.

What's more, because of his pedantic temperament, he has never been red in the face with others. How could he know that with his martial arts, if he worked hard in the Jianghu, he would have become famous and rich in money.

As for now, Xiang Dingtian is in a dilapidated temple more than a dozen miles outside Jinyang City, planning to go to seek refuge with his father's old friend, and marry his fiancée by the way.

This idiot does have a fiancée, who is the daughter of his father's old friend. The two met a few times when they were young, and they belonged to childhood sweethearts. However, after so many years, whether they recognize this marriage is still a matter of opinion.

"The first thing to do when you enter the secret realm is neither the research and creation of the wedding dress magic skill, nor the intensive cultivation of the primordial spirit, but survival. One carrot every three days, if it is not for the deep inner strength, I am afraid that I will not even have the strength to speak."

Xiang Yang felt his stomach rumbling, his intestines seemed to be churning together, and his face turned black.

He touched his shriveled belly through his clothes, he was empty and empty, he had never felt like this before.

Putting down the books on his shoulders, he got up and threw off his wrinkled and patched robe.

With the light of the burning dry wood in front of him, Xiang Yang took a look at the environment here.

This is a temple that has been abandoned for a long time. He is leaning against a painted wooden statue of a god. Unfortunately, his head and right hand were cut off and used as firewood. It is no longer possible to tell what kind of god it is.

The altar also seemed to have been cut off a large part by someone's powerful palm, and a crack texture the size of a millstone protruded from the wall on the right side. Obviously, someone had fought fiercely here.

One side of the gate was unloaded, and the original scarlet color became dark gray due to external factors of time and environment, with a smell of decay and dilapidation, and the wind blowing in added a bit of weirdness to the whimpering.

Obviously, there is nothing here right now, if you want to find something to eat, you can only go outside the temple to see if there are any fruit trees or animals, otherwise you can only eat weeds or eat soil.

Xiang Yang's figure moved, like a fish in water swimming out of the temple, a dozen huge wooden pillars propped up the outer eaves of the temple, jumped onto the edge of the eaves, and looked into the distance.

It's evening now, the twilight is getting darker, and the breeze is blowing, but Xiang Dingtian possesses supernatural powers and has excellent eyesight.

Outside the temple is overgrown grass, insects chirping, and many small animals are hidden in the grass. The nearest 20 meters away, a little gray rabbit is lying on the grass, crouching still.

"There's something to eat."

Xiang Yang jumped down from the edge of the temple eaves, twisting his arms and legs, constantly resolving the resistance of the air, and jumped five feet away in an instant.

After falling down, the tip of the toe is connected to the top of the withered grass, and a dense layer of fine blades is cut off, turning into powder, which boosts the speed of the neck, and quickly picks up the fat hare.

The next thing is even simpler. Xiang Yang can not only eat, but also cook, and his craftsmanship is very good.

Back in the temple, he tidied up dry firewood and added it to the fire. While tidying up the hares, he sank his mind into the martial arts Xiang Dingtian had learned.

There are not many ways, and a Yangyuan Kungfu can be regarded as a method of strengthening the foundation and strengthening the foundation of inner strength. There are hundreds of words of formulas in the whole text. It is not as brilliant as Quanzhen inner strength, but it can be regarded as serious inner strength.

It is because of this breath of true energy that Xiang Dingtian was able to cultivate to the acquired great success in just two years after he got the seven-rotation cut, which can be regarded as more than ten years of accumulation.

One is the twelve-way long fist, the number of moves is simple, one is the leap and vertical technique, which may not be very clever, and the other is the Huiyan sword technique, but there are some skills, the moves are not common, and it can be called first-class.

This is what the old Xiangtou learned and passed on to Xiang Dingtian. In the eyes of Xiang Yang, he is really not that outstanding.

Only Qixuan Slash amazed him. It is a martial art that combines body training, spirit training, qi training, and trick training. It is really powerful in one.

The so-called body training means that the daily practice of this saber technique must be combined with the practice of blood and energy. Practicing the saber is also body training, which is no different from the slaughtering saber technique that Nanxiang practiced in the past.

Refining the gods is also derived from the practice of swordsmanship. To sharpen the spirit into a sharp shape, even if it is only a passive improvement, it is very impressive.

There is also Qi training, which also drives the improvement of one's own internal strength by the sword technique, and gradually transforms the mediocre Yangyuan Jue into the powerful Daoyuan method. The true qi is sharp and sharp, almost comparable to some magical-level internal strength, and its power is extremely strong , let Xiang Yang gain a lot.

The last is the seven-style sword technique. Not to mention the changes, the power has its own emphasis, which makes Xiang Yang very happy.

"The foundation is well laid out, just enough to transfer to the Marriage Clothes Divine Art. With the essence of the Seven-Rotation Slash, the force is enough for the time being."

While Xiang Yang was thinking, a smell of meat flooded his stomach, making his mouth full of saliva.

Just as it was about to start, my ears trembled slightly, and someone came.

(End of this chapter)