So it seems that the flower-picking thief is really a descendant of the Dali royal family. It is ridiculous to think that his ancestors were in a corner of the south at that time, but their descendants fell into this way!

Lin Yang sighed and put down the jade seal, no matter how precious this thing is, it is not as attractive as those ancient books. Perhaps it contains profound martial arts.

He took the folded cloth and saw that the edge was damaged and there were even small holes that were insect-eaten, which were already very bad.

Lin Yang gently opened the cloth and spread it on the table. He saw it as long as three feet long and about one and a half feet wide. There were many footprints on it and very small characters were written, all of which were walking.

At the end of the cloth is four words, "Lingbo Feibo!"

In an instant, Lin Yang understood that this was an unfathomable light skill, which was rare in the world.

That's right, this is the light skills that Duan Xing possessed, which was passed down by his ancestors and is unparalleled in the world.

However, this guy is addicted to beauty and does not take care of his cultivation. He even hollows out his body. Otherwise, at the peak of his attainment, Lin Yang will definitely not be able to catch up with him, and he will be free from bad luck and will not be caught.

"Good thing!"

Lin Yang couldn't help but sigh, and his eyes were roughly browsing. The steps drawn above were basically complete and there was no loss, which made him overjoyed. If he practiced this set of steps, wouldn't his light skills be better?

There is something else, let’s see what it is?

His eyes moved to the yellowed ancient book, and his eyes shone even more, and the cover reads, "Six-Meridian Sword!"

Isn't this a very powerful martial art in legend? The secret of the Dali royal family is not passed down, is it true? Lin Yang hurriedly held it in the palm of his hand and turned it open. He saw that the first dozen pages were written with the cultivation method, which was very detailed. The back was the map, which seemed to be a large picture cut and bound into a book. There were as many as thirty-six pages, all of which were crisscrossing swords.

The air picture is dazzling.

After reading the secret book, this kid was ecstatic. Who would have thought that after catching a flower-picking thief, he would have gained a lot. It was so awesome!

However, after the fanaticism, he was calm. Lin Yang had a premonition that Lingbo Feibu was fine, and he had deep internal strength as a foundation. He might be able to practice for a long time and make perfect.

The Six-Meridian Sword is too profound and mysterious. Even though you have obtained the secret, it is still unknown whether you can practice it!

As a descendant of the Duan family, the flower-picking thief was an example. He probably only practiced one of the sword techniques. Although it was powerful, it changed too little. If it could not work in one blow, it would become passive. It was probably because he was not talented enough and could not be fully practiced.

Otherwise, if you have the six-mechanical sword, who can beat you?

Lin Yang thought again, there was nothing difficult in the world, but he was afraid of those who were determined. His persistent practice, even if he practiced two or three of the veins, would be enough to save his life at critical moments. As for other things, the bottle contained a drug called charming water, which was colorless and tasteless. Just sprinkle a little on a handkerchief and cover the woman's mouth and nose, which would lead to coma. There were also handkerchiefs, gloves and other debris, which were all put in a shoulder bag by Lin Yang and locked in

Inside the desk cabinet.

Then, after not sleeping all night, Lin Yang began to study Lingbo Feibu and practiced according to the pace in the office, enjoying it.

That night, Master Xuan Jing, the head of the Emei Sect, appeared in a villa in the suburbs, visited the old lady, and brought a group of female disciples, which were warmly treated.

Late at night, other Emei disciples left with Xiao Zhining and were about to move into the Xiao family villa. Only Master Xuan Jing stayed and had a long talk with Wanling all night.

During this period, the master asked his disciples if he would like to devote himself to practicing while doing business, become a master of his generation and no longer be bullied.

Asked Jiang Wanling in one sentence, she knelt in front of her master and said, "I can't ask for it. I beg my master to teach me my peerless martial arts so that I can protect myself and punish bad people."

"Okay, what the teacher is waiting for is your words. I will give you a treasure first."

Master Xuan Jing responded with a relief look, took out a brocade box from his bag and opened it. It was a pill inside, which was gray-brown and exuded a strange smell.

"What is this?" Jiang Wanling asked in confusion. Master Xuanjing said spoiledly: "Silly child, this is the marrow-cleaning pill, which is made of hundreds of rare medicinal materials. It took me seven years to find all the materials and refine extremely rare elixirs to stimulate you.

Xuanyin physique. Now you have taken the pills and teach you your internal skills and mental methods to your master, so that you can make progress very quickly.”

Jiang Wanling was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Master," and took the marrow-washing pill and opened her red lips to swallow it. As the pill melted into her abdomen, her meridians began to feel a faint pain, which was a little unbearable.

Seeing this, Master Xuan Jing asked his beloved disciple to sit cross-legged, and he also sat opposite him, using his left hand to match Wanling's right hand, inputting a soft but thick inner breath, wandering in the other's meridians, suppressing discomfort.

Then, Master Xuanjing began to teach Wanling the introductory mind method, step by step, meticulous and very patient...

After a night, the Marrow Cleansing Pill had a powerful effect, which enabled Jiang Wanling to reach the entry-level internal strength and to be able to use internal strength, and already possessed the skills that ordinary people could not achieve.

In the early morning, the master and apprentice came to the yard. According to Master Xuan Jing's request, Jiang Wanling rushed upwards, jumping up more than one person high, and suddenly came out of her palm.

"Click!"

The tree branch as thick as her arm was broken and fell down with a palm, while her body fell down lightly, her face filled with uncontrollable joy and extreme excitement.

"Oh my God, I can't imagine that I can jump so high and break branches!"

Master Xuanjing smiled indifferently and said, "This is just the beginning. The martial arts formula that I passed to you ten years ago is the highest mystery of martial arts. As long as you practice, no one in the younger generation can match it."

"Really, can I become that powerful?" Jiang Wanling asked in surprise.

"That's certain."

"Master, can I beat that bastard Lin Yang then? Is it my ex-husband?"

Master Xuanjing said: "That kid is really good at kung fu, but it's even worse than a real master. As long as you understand the profound skills passed down to you by your master, it's easy to defeat him."

Jiang Wanling said hatefully: "That's great! Sooner or later, I will beat him up so that he can have a better memory!"

Master Xuanjing smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't wait for too long. Master will stay here for a month, so that your kung fu will improve by leaps and bounds."

Since the master said that, Jiang Wanling was full of expectations and felt that the master treated her so well.
Chapter completed!