Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Tian Cong Seven Elders?"

Yang Qingxuan frowned slightly and seemed to have such an impression. Since the other party is an academy elder, there should be no malice. He immediately let go of his vigilance and clasped his fists. I admire it very much, but unfortunately I don't want to find a master yet."

Lu Jiangpeng laughed and said, "Haha, you young man, who is old-fashioned in speaking, is not as mature and stable as you should be at your age. Do you know that there are thousands of people who want to be my apprentices? "

Yang Qingxuan said: "The elders have thought about it. There are also thousands of people who don't want to be your apprentices."

Lu Jiangpeng was stunned for a moment. The Xuanye Continent was vast, with countless populations. There must be tens of thousands of people who didn't want to be his apprentices. This sentence really couldn't be refuted.

Yang Qingxuan clasped his fists and smiled: "Senior, I'm leaving."

Lu Jiangpeng said anxiously: "Hold on, would you like to tell me what kind of exercises I am practicing?"

Yang Qingxuan said in his heart: "This exercise was given by Wu Qiyue. Without her consent, I can't pass it to outsiders. Moreover, for thousands of years, the Chinese martial arts has caused too many **** winds for the exercises and martial arts. Nothing else." Thinking of this, he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, but I can't say anything."

Lu Jiangpeng looked disappointed. Seeing that Yang Qingxuan was about to leave, he didn't know how to keep him. He suddenly moved in his heart and exclaimed, "How about I use'Jumangzhi' for your practice?"

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I don't lack cultivation techniques."

Lu Jiangpeng sneered and said, "Your so-called exercises are all Huangjie, and this ‘sentence mang finger’ is a mysterious exercise!"

Yang Qingxuan stunned: "Is the technique also divided into levels?"

Lu Jiangpeng looked at him like a fool, widened his eyes, and said, "You don't know about that?" After seeing Yang Qingxuan shaking his head, Lu Jiangpeng was even more stunned for a while before he said, "What class are you a student? Who is the teacher in charge? ?"

Yang Qingxuan thought for a moment and said, "Class 3, under Teacher Qin Zhen."

Lu Jiangpeng said "Oh" before he said, "It turns out that it was Qin Zhen's kid's class. That kid's teaching method is really unique. No wonder he can teach students like you. Not to mention, I'll make up a lesson for you. Right."

"Although there are thousands of exercises, according to their power, they can be divided into four stages: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each stage has three small stages, upper, middle, and lower. In the entire Cangnan Kingdom, the mysterious stage does not exceed Ten books. Now you know how precious this profound level technique is?"

Yang Qingxuan's heart was throbbing, and the "Six Sun Palm" wrote "Elementary Profound Level Cultivation". No wonder that Wei Neng is so terrifying, and this "sentence finger" is also very powerful.

But he still shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, I don't own that exercise method, it is a gift from a friend and cannot be exchanged."

Lu Jiangpeng said: "I don't really want to spy on your practice, I just want to explore your talents. I can pass this'mang finger' to you, but you must do something for me as my disciple. thing."

He looked at Yang Qingxuan sincerely, as if the other party would not agree, his tone was very sincere.

Seeing Yang Qingxuan hesitating, he said: "Moreover, in the whole academy, I am also the person most qualified to be your teacher in physical training. Because among the Seven Elders of Tian Cong, I am the only one who is a martial artist. "

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "Are you a yellow-scarf warrior?" Seeing him as skinny, he would fall apart when touched, how could he not be like the legendary warrior who can pull the mountain and carry the power.

Lu Jiangpeng chuckled twice before nodding to confirm.

Yang Qingxuan was silent for a while, then said: "What do you want me to do?"

Lu Jiangpeng's eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "I want you to go on a date as my student. Don't worry, you will never be troubled, and you will never be allowed to do anything that hurts the truth."

Yang Qingxuan said, "Could it be that you compete with others?"

Lu Jiangpeng laughed and said, "Talking to smart people is simple. I have an old friend who has been playing with him for decades, so I agreed to accept each one and compete with each other for five years. And the five-year agreement is coming soon."

Yang Qingxuan said, "Since the five-year appointment is coming soon, you can't have no apprentice?"

Lu Jiangpeng said: "I did accept an apprentice five years ago, and the qualifications are not bad, but I have no bottom in my heart. I must win this competition."

Yang Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "Then I must be able to win? Senior, you are too dear to me."

Lu Jiangpeng said, "Do you know how long it took me to cultivate to the third level of body tempering?"

Yang Qingxuan thought: "Since you are the only yellow turban strongman among the seven elders in the academy, your talent for refining is extremely strong", and said: "One day?"

Seeing that Lu Jiangpeng's expression became a little weird, he changed his words quickly: "Half a day?"

Lu Jiangpeng sighed for a long time, seeming a little helpless, stretched out **** and said, "Two years."

"Ah, what?"

Yang Qingxuan thought he had heard it wrong.

Lu Jiangpeng said sternly: "You heard it right, it was two years. And my apprentice, it took seven months to cultivate to the triple level of body tempering. At that time, I thought I found the treasure, so I took him as a disciple without thinking about it. ."

He stared at Yang Qingxuan tightly with his greedy gaze, and said, "And you, it took only three days! If I hadn't been staring since you entered the valley, I wouldn't believe it if you killed him." , Damn it, there are only three days of truth! God, you are too unfair!" He cursed, as if his mind was out of balance.

A cold sweat broke out on Yang Qingxuan's forehead. He thought it was slow for three days, but he couldn't think of it being so abnormal.

But there was a strange feeling in his heart. When he was practicing Qingyang Wujing, there seemed to be a strange power assisting him. The feeling was unclear, but it was really real.

Lu Jiangpeng grabbed his shoulders and almost roared: "So you must be my disciple, go to the betting appointment for me as my personal disciple!"

Yang Qingxuan removed his hand and said, "How long is the gambling appointment?"

Lu Jiangpeng said: "Half a year! In half a year, you can definitely surpass my disciple Fang Chen!"

Yang Qingxuan pondered: "Your disciple should also be a yellow turban warrior? It took me three days to reach the triple level of body tempering. I am afraid that the yellow turban warrior will not be able to reach it in half a year. How to make the appointment for you?"

"Hehe."

Lu Jiangpeng burst into laughter suddenly, and said, "Although your talent for body refining is almost enchanting, if you don't have my guidance, you will need at least one year to reach the yellow turban champion. But if I am willing to help you, I can guarantee half a year. You will be able to reach the Yellow Turban Warrior within, even in less than half a year!"

When he said this, Lu Jiangpeng himself was a little excited.

In less than half a year, he reached the yellow turban warrior. Even in the Medieval age when body refining was rampant, this kind of talent was already outstanding, not to mention the decline of body skills today, this kind of talent is even rarer.

Yang Qingxuan thought for a while, and said, "Okay, I promise you! If you can let me step into the Yellow Turban Warrior within half a year, I will fight for you!"