In the room,

The night is gloomy and the moon is as bright as veil.

The doors and windows are closed tightly.

Lin Ruoxu leaned low on the ground, his limbs slightly arched, supported himself, and his waist slightly raised. His whole posture looked like a tiger ready to go.

As I breathed, the chest cavity was undulating rhythmically, and a "whirring" breeze sounded in the whole room.

It was just a simple posture that mobilized all the strength of the whole body, feeling the severe pain caused by the slow movement of the spine as his breathing was smooth. His face was pale, and beads of sweat were constantly dripping to the ground.

Hush... Hush... Hush...

Finally, he could no longer hold on, and his arms, which were holding his body, suddenly softened and fell to the ground with a "smack".

Instead of sitting up immediately, he lay straight on the ground, his face pale, his anger was out of breath, his eyes filled with deep fear.

pain!

It hurts so much!

This way of slowly adjusting the spine with tiger breath is not to boil a frog in warm water. The slight movement of the thirty-three spines is accompanied by pain that almost makes Lin Ruoxue faint from the pain.

No wonder Xiao Douding looked at him with a weird look. Does he think he would definitely quit halfway?

Lin Ruoxu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a sarcastic smile suddenly flashed on his pale face.

Changning Village, which is almost lifeless, can escape by itself, what are these?

Come again!

After resting for a while, he got up again and began his self-abuse cultivation.

......

"What? Have you given him "The Six Styles of Kuihu"?" The old man sat up suddenly, no longer as dull as usual, staring at Xiao Douding in astonishment.

Xiao Douding stood on the bench, holding an ancient talisman pen in his hand, and was seriously litting his eyes to a paper man, and replied casually: "It's just a trick, I'll give it if I give it."

Hearing this, the old man became even more anxious. He stood up quickly, ran to Xiao Douding eagerly, and whispered: "Old ancestor, my ancestor, that's "The Six Styles of Kuihu". Although the second half of the text is missing, it is still the profound magic of the Li family. Before we can learn it, you have given it to an outsider?"

Xiaodou's halfway talisman suddenly stopped, glanced at the old man with his eyes slanted, and sneered: "High-level magic? Do you know it is a profound magic? I have borrowed half a day of this book, and I have never seen anyone with the perseverance to practice. I have given up halfway through it. I have not seen anyone with the chance to be in front of me. Did I even let the Li family make a joke?"

"If this little doll is successful, I see where your old face is put?"

Seeing the cold expression of the ancestor, the old man was immediately frightened and sweated all over his face, lowering his head and not daring to speak more.

Looking at the old man's silent expression, Xiao Douding sighed, his bright and black eyes were a little dim, and he whispered: "Our Yang family is getting worse and worse than the Li family now. His Li family boy started to open the dragon ridge since he was a child. It took ten years of cold and heat. I don't know how much hardship he suffered to practice such a powerful technique as "The Six Styles of Kuihu".

"Because of this set of techniques to polish his will, the younger generation of the Li family emerged one after another, and there must be strange immortals in every generation. In comparison, our Yang family is really not enough, which means that only the few old guys who are surviving in our Yang family are left."

"But, as long as I don't die, the Li family will always lose a few teeth if they want to replace my Yang family."

"Isn't it just "The Six Styles of Kuihu"? If my family can't find it, then I'll find my family!"

"That boy today is the beginning, Yang Yun fights!"

Xiao Douding's voice suddenly became loud, and his crisp and childish voice was full of seriousness.

The old man's body tightened, and then a sound filled with murderous intent came from his ears.

"Stay at me, if that young man has not practiced "The Six Styles of Kuihu", he will kill him and retrieve the magical scriptures!"

"Yes!" the old man replied in a deep voice.

Xiao Douding held a talisman pen and drew eyes on the face of the paper.

Almost the moment when the eyes were drawn, a strange and terrifying aura suddenly gathered and climbed on the paper man, but it suddenly disappeared when it reached its peak.

Xiao Douding didn't care at all, looked up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.

"From now on, your name is Ding Bashier."

The paper man with a white face moved quietly, slowly lowered his head with a "click" and faced Xiao Douding, as if he was looking at the small-sized master in front of him.

Strange.

gloomy.

......

One side,

Seeing the evil manifestations of the paper man, the old man's face had not changed, his throat was slightly squirming, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Behind me, there was cold sweat.

......

In the following days, Lin Ruoxu was completely trapped in hell, and pain accompanied him all the time.

The consequence of moving the spine dragon is pain anytime and anywhere. The pain is not only in practice, but also in practice, but also in pain that cannot walk when not practicing, and even eating and sleeping are affected.

Every day, I was almost in pain and couldn't eat. I buried my mouth in two cunts and immediately buried it in my practice again.

He had only one idea, which was to end the pain of the big dragon stuttering his spine as soon as possible.

It’s not about giving up, it’s about persistence.

In such a strange world, no one can believe in it or rely on it. Only oneself is the only way to rampant in the world.

So the magic in front of you... has to be practiced no matter what, and practiced it.

This situation lasted until the eighth day, and then he felt the pain begin to fade away.

On the tenth day, he felt the pain completely disappear, and he recovered as usual and had no pain.

What's more obvious is that he felt that his body was extremely flexible and sometimes he could not even be called a human.

He knew that it meant one thing.

He got started with "The Six Styles of Kuihu".

......

For ten days, he didn't know whether the weirdness imposed on him by the "Rotation Picture" disappeared, but after the observation of these two days, the tendency of the runes of the yellow paper talisman fading became increasingly obvious. It was obvious that the weirdness of the "Rotation Picture" was about to be eliminated.

He was not ready to fulfill any agreement with Xiao Douding from beginning to end. It was impossible for pies to fall from heaven. People in this world are as slippery as ghosts, and people are more unreliable than ghosts.

Although I don’t know what the abacus Xiao Douding is thinking, and if he talks through words, Lin Ruoxu always doesn’t believe anything.

To some extent, humans are more terrifying than ghosts.

In addition, there is a "Wheel Transformation Picture" hidden in Lingxi Town, which has always been a knot in his heart. He always feels that "Wheel Transformation Picture" cannot be so simple and hidden. It will appear again one day, causing trouble to Lingxi.

With the ability of the "Wheel Rotating Picture" to erode the evil of Xuan Chi, even if there are more than a dozen strange immortals in Lingxi Town, it may not be able to withstand it.

So at this moment, he no longer cared about the weirdness of "The Wheel-Turning Picture", and he wanted to advance now!
Chapter completed!