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55. The green mountains are faintly drifting, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered (please vote for a month)

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That night, Zhang Qingxi and Sun Yanwan, two brothers, did not go back to Lingjian Peak. Everyone who climbed the mountain knew that although the mountain looked not high, they often climbed it for a day. Although they had light skills, it was still too troublesome to come and go, and they were very physically exhausted.

There is a Spirit Sword Tower that allows you to rest in the competition venue, which really takes advantage of it.

Of course, it was impossible for Sun Lingdie and Nanmeng Palace to stay in Lingjian Tower. They each had their own accommodation. In the afternoon, the two girls left reluctantly. Sun Lingdie was angry and refused to look for Nanmengjiu. She found her grandfather and went to the outside village to find another place to live.

The eighth lady from the Nan Meng family still went back to Mrs. Wei's spiritual temple. She was questioned by seven sisters and a girl. She just bit her lip and wanted to cry. She didn't say anything, but just kept trashing.

When he woke up in the morning, Sun Yanwan practiced more than ten times of gold and jade bone fist. Every time he practiced this external martial art, he could feel the twenty-four meridian tendons in his body, like dragons and dragons, shaking and shaking, and his strength was slightly higher than a few dollars.

As soon as he mastered the twenty-four styles of gold tendons and jade bone fist, he had his strength increased to 200 kilograms, which was stronger than an ordinary strong man. Recently, he practiced hard and his strength had increased to more than 300 kilograms.

After closing the boxing stance, Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "Why do you feel that this external kung fu is faster than qi refining? I just don't know, what level should I be considered at the external kung fu level now? When I look back, I should indeed get a nine-grade martial arts theory. I can read it in my spare time and learn more about martial arts knowledge."

Sun Yanwan didn't know that his situation was extremely special and could no longer be included in the ninth rank of foreigners.

According to the nine-grade martial arts theory, if the internal family can penetrate three meridians and the external family can refine three meridians, it can be considered the ninth grade. If the internal family can penetrate five meridians, it must be able to refine the strength, which is further than breaking blue bricks. If you can crush bluestones by palms, it can be considered the eighth grade of foreign family.

In short, whether it is internal and external, it is extremely difficult to connect the meridians and cultivate the meridians and tendons.

Foreign experts are all tempered by one meridian tendon and one meridian tendon. Ordinary foreign experts have only cultivated eight or nine meridian tendons. Where can we learn the twenty-four meridian tendons in one breath?

Even a genius like Zhang Qingxi has only mastered the seventeen meridian tendons. If there is no strange adventure, the eldest brother may have stopped working in external kung fu.

Zhang Qingxi said thoughtfully: "Second junior brother, if you choose weapons in the future, you can choose one more hammer technique!"

Sun Yanshen was in conflict and said, "How can martial arts people practice hammers? Besides, the sledgehammers are heavy, so it is not convenient to carry them with you."

Zhang Qingxi laughed and said, "Then choose a stick method!"

"Looking for experts and craftsmen to make iron sticks into several sections, which is very convenient to carry. It is picked up when using it."

"Our teacher's generation only has the skills of being a master of the sixth master who practices outside the country. You can ask him for advice."

Sun Yanwan suddenly heard the eldest brother’s implication and asked, “Senior Brother, after the seven veins are martial arts, are you going to leave?”

Zhang Qingxi suddenly mentioned that he would choose another hammer or stick technique, and he would have thought of something and be inspired by his feelings. Moreover, the elder brother has great attainments in the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist, but he would not say that he would teach it himself. He would definitely have to do his own big thing soon.

Zhang Qingxi knew that this junior brother was smart, so he actually saw through an ordinary sentence that he was about to leave. He sighed and said, "It may not be the descendant of the seven meridians' martial arts."

Sun Yanwan was slightly silent. Since time traveling, except for the time he followed Miao Youxiu, he was practicing martial arts in Taiyi Temple. He spent the longest time with his senior brother. He helped him solve any problems in his daily life. He had the senior brother who helped him solve any problems when he had any difficulties. He had encountered any problems when practicing martial arts. The master couldn't understand it, and he was patient instructing him. Suddenly, the senior brother was about to leave, and he couldn't stand it psychologically.

He was a mature person after all, and knew that there was no banquet that would never fade away in the world. He sighed and said, "The green mountains are faintly drifting, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn. Take care of your elder brother."

Well, he can only say half a sentence, because the second half is "On the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where can the jade man teaches to play the flute?" What flute did the elder brother play?

The atmosphere was slightly sad, and two voices sounded outside the Lingjian Tower: "Brother Sun/Senior Brother Sun, I have prepared some tea and rice and specially brought it to you."

Sun Yanwan took a look down. Sun Lingdie and Namco Palace each brought a few maids. Each maid had a food box and was looking at each other downstairs.

Sun Yanwan greeted with a smile and asked the two girls to come up.

To him, Sun Lingdie is really good, and his person is very good.

Namco is also good, and he looks very good.

Not a good one anyway!

The two girls each took their maids to the Lingjian Tower, and Sun Yanwan noticed a little difference.

The Sun family in Tianji is not as good as the Nanmeng family, but Sun Lingdie is really the eldest daughter of the Sun family in Tianji. She is following her grandfather when she goes out, for fear that something might happen to her baby granddaughter. Several maids have obviously carefully selected them, but Nanmeng Palace is just the eighth sister of the Nanmeng family. The clothes, jewelry, and behaviors that the maids wear, are far less exquisite than Sun Lingdie's maids.

The Lingjian Tower is extremely large, and there is even a place for guests. Sun Yanwan led the person to the side hall. As the seven or eight food boxes were opened one after another, he couldn't help but move his index finger. It was the first time since he traveled through time that he had seen so many delicious foods.

Sun Lingdie brought eight colds and eight heats, and the table was waiting for a table, without twelve or three taels of silver, so she decided not to come.

But what Namco brought were six exquisite side dishes and steamed a pot of mandarin duck steamed buns. At first glance, you can tell that they were made by yourself. Even the plates, dishes, bowls and chopsticks had the floating cloud patterns of the Nanmeng family, which were not utensils used in the restaurants outside.

Sun Yanwan smiled and said, "Senior Brother, these many things need to be digested by our fellow brothers." He did not forget and said to Sun Lingdie and Nanmeng Palace: "Two girls come and eat together. After eating, they will have the strength to cheer me up."

Sun Lingdie suddenly became happy and said, "Brother Sun will definitely win today, and win consecutive victories!"

However, Namco smiled and did not speak too much, and showed a very gentle expression.

Zhang Qingxi smiled and sat at the table, feeling more and more interesting.

Half of the meal, I heard someone singing outside: "Sun Yanwan from Lingjian Peak vs. Ding Fenxiu of Feilong Peak."

Sun Yanwan wiped his mouth and stood up and was about to go downstairs when he heard the elder brother say, "Be careful this time!"

"Ding Fenxiu is Senior Sister Jiang Yan's apprentice."

Sun Yanwan asked: "Is it very powerful? How powerful is it?"

There were dozens of disciples from the three generations of Songyang Sect, the strongest ones were Pei Han, Mrs. Wei and Jiang Yan. All three were masters, and their strength was superb. Her disciples must be extremely powerful. Sun Yanwan even gave up slightly.

Zhang Qingxi pondered for a moment and said, "She is nine years old this year!"
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