Eternal Soul Emperor

Chapter 285 Teaching
When the song is over, it stops when the strings are pressed.

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Inside and outside the ancient pavilion, applause rang out.

The little prince was slightly taken aback, followed the sound, and looked at the woman outside the pavilion.

This woman is Xiaolongmei.

She has just left the customs, and has already practiced the supernatural powers of transformation in the "Shao Yan Yi Xing Jing".

"Xiao Longmei, I'm afraid Xiao Yan and I have a little trouble, maybe you can help resolve it." The little prince said with a shame on his face.

Xiao Longmei nodded.Without further ado, he turned and retreated.

Entering a wing room, take a picture from the storage bag, the woman in the picture is Wen Zhuangyuan.

During the operation of the cultivation base, the vitality of the dantian was circulated, and by filling or drawing out the musculoskeletal cells, every part of the face completed the whole process without any strange feeling.

At this moment, she has become an existence that is almost exactly the same as Wen Zhuangyuan.

Immediately, in a graceful galloping posture, shaking her little fragrant shoulders, she took elegant little lotus steps, as if traveling through time and space, the surrounding scenes became blurred, and the chaos flashed by, while her figure was shrouded In a hazy moon halo...

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Thousands of miles away.

Dan clan, plateau branch.

On the boundless Gobi Desert, a cliff valley stretches towards the sky.

In the silent cliff valley, only the rustling wind is left.

Suddenly, there was a brisk galloping sound of horses in the valley.

The dead and silent Yagu was suddenly filled with aura.

"It's here, it's in front!" A clear and melodious voice sounded immediately.

It was two stone horses, one strong and one thin, that broke into this canyon.

The two people sitting on the horseback were none other than Wen Zhuangyuan and Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan.

In front of the two is a ruins.

The two came to an open field among the ruins and got off their horses.

"Twenty years ago, there was a village here, and then there was a mudslide, and no one in the village was spared." Wen Zhuangyuan said regretfully.

"Here, look, the enclosed place is a ruins of a pagoda, and now it has turned into a solitary ridge, and the ruins of the pagoda can still be vaguely seen." Wen Zhuangyuan pointed to the front.

"Don't underestimate this place, it's now enclosed in a private hunting ground, and it's guarded by special personnel." Wen Zhuangyuan said with a smile.

As soon as Wen Zhuangyuan said this, a figure quietly loomed behind the pagoda ruins, hiding in a dark corner, after spying for a while, turned and left the ruins, and flew towards the direction of the mansion.

"Just practice here." Wen Zhuangyuan said.On the way just now, the Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan promised to teach her the exercises.

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The thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan readily agreed, stretched his muscles and said, "What do you want to learn?"

"Suck palm?"

"Blowing fire palms?"

"Or 'Eight Extremes Collapse'?"

"Or 'Three Thousand Thunders'?"

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Wen Zhuangyuan smiled and said: "Then learn from the beginning."

Then, he patted the storage bag, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the inkstone that flew out.

There is a palm-shaped groove on the lower surface of the inkstone. Just put your palm into this groove, you can touch the law of Wen Dao contained in it.

"Then learn Bajibeng." Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan said, "Start with the first level, it is very practical for low-level cultivation."

"It emphasizes internal strength, but it is different from running. As long as the meridians of the whole body are properly protected, they will not be hurt."

Wen Zhuangyuan pondered for a while, then nodded with a hint of curiosity.Then handed the inkstone to the Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan.

The thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan stretched out his right palm and pressed it into the palm-shaped groove on the back of the inkstone.

While the technique was running secretly, a relief-like font appeared on the front of the inkstone.

"collapse!"

The meaning of Bajibeng is that under the action of the law of writing, the martial art of Bajibeng is transformed into a written form.

The entire font exudes strands of cold light.

One stroke at a time, rough and unrestrained, free and changeable, suitable for different people.

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(End of this chapter)