Chapter 1570 Bloodline Martial Arts
Zhao Han got up again and continued to practice under the bright sun.
Now the two of them are surrounded by a woodland and a hut.
There is everything in the forest, clear water, wild fruits, and wild animals.
The hut was built by a blind boy. It is very exquisite, almost like a villa.
Since the last escape, now, half a year has passed, one person and one dog.
She has already mastered the skills that can only be practiced by dogs. She is only a little short of mastery when she enters the palace.
Now it feels that its strength should also be in the realm of inner energy.
And it also felt that the technique was incomplete.
The incomplete part seems to want to find a master for itself?
Use the emotional connection with your master to stimulate the improvement of your martial arts.
It may seem mysterious, but it has actually been featured in many martial arts movies.
In order to make progress, some swordsmen found lovers, and with the help of their feelings, they practiced the sword of love.
It’s just that now it’s transferred to the relationship between the dog and its owner.
Forget it, she doesn’t need it.
She just wants to be a free and affectionate dog.
Four legs pointed toward the sky, feeling the internal air flow.
The dog's head hangs to the ground, comprehending the power of the earth.
The heat is scorching, tempering the mind.
Absorbing any external force actually does not exist.
It cannot absorb any energy from this big sun.
What can be refined is your own Qi, blood and nutrition.
After practicing for a while, I found that my inner breath was slightly stronger, and I could hardly feel it.
This practice is too slow.
"Only when you have adventure can you become stronger quickly. Lao Guo, do you know where there is adventure?" Zhao Han asked casually.
"I know." Wen Rensheng replied casually.
"Where?"
"Then do you know where we are currently?"
"This is the Longhan Dynasty, and we are currently in the north of the Longhan Empire , I heard from the mountain people that this place should be called Chaotic Soul Forest." Zhao Han opened his mouth.
It is not just practicing these days. It also goes out to catch rabbits when it has nothing to do. Occasionally I heard Orion talk about it.
The blind young master can live by eating only fruits. He is a dog, and his gastrointestinal tract can't bear it...
Rabbits are so cute, so of course they have to be delicious, so the division of labor is that it catches rabbits and the blind man does it. meal.
"The Soul Forest? You actually ended up here." Wen Rensheng recalled the script carefully, "Yes, for the next two days, you walk around the entrance of the forest to see if there is any girl who has fainted."< br>
Hmph, he also said that he is not a member of the family. How can a normal person know these things?
Zhao Han thought angrily, then swung his tail and ran out of the forest.
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Outside the Chaotic Soul Forest.
"Wait, I will definitely take revenge!" Miss Eight staggered into the woods, and finally fainted from exhaustion.
Before she fainted, she saw a somewhat familiar dog?
Is it the big tiger that has been missing for a long time?
Zhao Han didn't expect that he would meet his former master.
If you think about it carefully, although the previous owner was a bit of a villain, she was still impeccable.
"Is this an adventure? I understand, it should be for me to repay the favor and achieve spiritual perfection." She woke up.
Then easily carry the opponent on his back.
Now it is a dog with martial arts skills.
Then it takes Miss Eight back to the cabin in the woods.
Wen Rensheng was slightly startled when he saw the people the other party brought.
This is not the woman mentioned in the script.
It seems that the script has begun to change.
"She is Qi Yu, right? Lao Guo, what you said is really accurate. I just went over and bumped into Miss Eight. I was very guilty before. I was so busy running away that I forgot to ask her who she was. What's going on?" Zhao Han said excitedly.
"She, let's just forget it." Wen Rensheng nodded slightly. Although the script had changed, there was indeed a secret about the eighth lady. "Reluctantly, forget it, I'll feed her some water first."
Zhao Han began to take care of her, feeding her water and food, busying herself...
Until Miss Eight wakes up.
"Is it you, Dahu?" Miss Eight asked, touching the big dog in front of her.
"Well, it's me." Zhao Han replied matter-of-factly.
“Ah, monster!” Miss Eight shrank back into the quilt in fright, and could no longer see the image of the wild evil girl before.
"I can speak only after practicing martial arts. I have taught children before, don't you know?" Zhao Han wondered.
As for such a big reaction?
Those children are not afraid of her.
"I don't know. I was attacked and passed out, and then I lived with my second brother. Now my second brother and third uncle are dead, Howling Villa is occupied by someone named Sun, and I am the only one left in the Huan family." Miss Eight said sadly.
Although Zhao Han felt that she should comfort the other person, but thinking about the people in the village who were hungry and cold every day, and the children who had not had a full meal since they were four or five years old, she felt that she really had no motivation to comfort the other person. .
The oppressor will always be pressured back.
Only equality can relieve pressure and prevent a cycle of such tragedies.
"Well, well, what are you going to do?" Zhao Han had to ask.
"I want to learn martial arts well, and I want revenge."
"After revenge?"
"Take back the villa."
"After that?"
"The next step is to recruit a son-in-law, give birth to a child, and inherit the villa."
"And in a few generations, will future generations experience such a turmoil again?"
"I will leave behind the ancestral teachings and drive away the son-in-law who comes to visit me as soon as he gives birth to a child, and never accept an adopted son." Miss Eight said firmly.
Haha.
Zhao Han wanted to laugh for no reason.
I want to use some ancestral teachings and some seemingly practical methods to avoid recurrence of disasters, but I don’t want to think about the root cause.
"What if they don't comply?" Zhao Han continued to ask.
"Yes, if they don't comply, I won't be able to see it. Yes, I heard that there is a martial arts that can only be practiced by direct bloodline. I want to find it. With this martial arts, I will never be able to do it again. What happened before?" Miss Eight suddenly said excitedly.
Oh, still don’t think about the root cause.
Zhao Han secretly despised it in his heart, and then suddenly realized something: "What martial arts is so magical?"
"The Heavenly Evil Blood Hidden Skill is said to be spread only among the Holy Religion. , only the direct descendants of the Holy Religion can learn it, and it is because of this that the Holy Religion leader is always in the hands of the whole family," Miss Eight said carefully.
"The Holy Cult is a big organization, right? How do you get it?"
"It depends on you."
"It depends on me?" Zhao Han lowered his head and looked Look at your dog legs, what can they do?
"Yes, I heard a few martial arts people say that the holy lady of the holy religion likes dogs with strong spirituality. I will give you to her and you can steal them for me." Miss Eight took it as a matter of course. Said.
"Shall I steal it out?" Zhao Han wanted to hit the dog's head against the wall.
Are you trying to turn yourself into dog meat?
"The Holy Cult should be heavily guarded. How can I steal?"
"They can't possibly know that a dog can talk. After you go in, follow the saint and just memorize the formula. Just come down and it'll be fine," Miss Eight said confidently.
"Not necessarily. I have been giving lectures for a long time and many people know that I can speak." Zhao Han shook his head.
Miss Eight looked at it and suddenly thought: "I have a way."
…………
Half a day later, Zhao Han was about to cry but had no tears.
Because it turned into a purple dog.
I don’t know where Miss Eight got the dye, and it didn’t fade after washing.
"Okay, this way, they won't be able to tell. As long as you pretend to be a little bit like you, no one will doubt you." Miss Eight admired her work and was very satisfied.
"Okay." Zhao Han had no choice but to agree.
After all, there should be a lot of resources available when entering the Holy Cult.
(End of this chapter)