Qingqing said the mystery, but in fact what she wrote on Chen Qiu’s note was very short.

Those descriptions are not the detailed routes of the Soul-Destroying God Claw.

The third level of the seven-character sect fist and palm skills is not available, and there is no specific route to exercise the exercise. At most, the things on paper can only be said to be the martial arts experience of predecessors.

Zhang Lan told Chen Qiu a long time ago.

Soul-Destroying Claws can test the secrets of martial arts and reach the ghost claw realm, but if you go up to the third level, there is no shortcut to go.

This evil fist and palm skill can only rely on personal understanding to break through the shackles.

But, I personally understand this aspect, which is Chen Qiu’s most serious shortcomings.

So a long time ago, the practice of Soul-Destroying Ghost Claw entered the bottleneck stage. After obtaining the boxing score of the Liangyi Divine Fist, Chen Qiu simply stopped wasting time on Soul-Destroying Ghost Claw.

But now, Qingqing really gave him a big surprise.

"You must temper the true qi in your body to a small part of it, so that it is like an arm instructed. Even if it leaves the body, it must be controlled by itself."

When the two of them entered the Beggars' Gang's headquarters, Chen Qiu was still thinking about the essence of the martial arts of the divine claws.

The description on the piece of paper Qingqing took out was not just written by anyone.

It is very popular, with only a few hundred words, but it clearly explains the principle of the divine claw and gives several specific practice methods.

"First use true qi to wrap the candle fire so that it will not blow out; then use true qi to cover the leaves, from one to thirty pieces, and when the thirty pieces of leaves wrap around the body, when they are lifted, they will not fall or rise, and then they will reach the next level.

This last level is to make the pure and innocent qi come out of the body and form an invisible qi mass that is constantly compressed, from five inches outside the body to one foot, three feet, seven feet, and finally to ten feet.

The air mass condenses but does not dissipate, bursts or contracts as you wish, and the divine claws are first formed."

Chen Qiu's fingers were moving, as if his hands were itchy, and he wanted to give it a try now.

This passage is actually not just a way to cultivate the divine claws, but also a way to purify the true qi.

The dantian in the warrior's body is so big. If you want to continuously accommodate more true qi, you will sooner or later find a way to condense the true qi.

When you enter the realm of the Heavenly List and want to enter the innate realm, there is a stage where you refine the emptiness and return to the realm, extremely compress the acquired true qi, and combine it with the flow of internal energy in the body to retrain it into the innate qi.

In fact, the principle is the same as the purification of true qi, but the specific operation is different.

"Shen Daxia, are you just getting married in Suzhou Province and returning to Luoyang?"

When he heard Chen Qiu coming, Zhang Tugou, the big leader of the Beggars' Sect, went out to greet him personally. The big leader was leaning on a green bamboo stick, wearing a beggar's patchwork robe, and holding a roast chicken leg in his hand.

I really don't pay attention to the image.

The Beggars' Gang's main hall is not mysterious, it is in a large mansion on the edge of Luoyang City.

I heard that this was Zhang Tugou's ancestral home.

Back then, the Zhang family had a lot of money, but later they lost all their money and the house was sold. After Zhang Tugou became the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Lei Ye also specially redeemed the house and gave it to Zhang Tugou as the main hall.

"Uncle Zhang, I also brought a gift."

Chen Qiu and Zhang Tugou were familiar with each other. He was carrying two jars of good wine in his hand, which was not intentional bribery.

"This is my Uncle Song, who asked me to bring it to the Big Dragon Head from Suzhou. He said that he is old and the Central Plains have become in chaos recently. He has no way to come to Luoyang to celebrate the Big Dragon Head's birthday, so he can only ask me to send a gift."

"Oh, Lao Song is just polite."

Zhang Tugou took the two jars of wine with a smile, and he bit his chicken legs and said:

"We are all beggars, so why are you celebrating? You are so poor and particular."

Although he said this, he was still very happy after receiving the gift. Zhang Tugou reflected Chen Qiu and Qingqing into the main hall, and immediately a little beggar who had cleaned up was delivered to tea.

"You two are here for the people from Yanjing, right?"

Zhang Tugou took a sip of tea and threw the chicken bones outside the yard. He raised several dogs in the house, which were his beloved things.

While the dogs were barking, Zhang Tugou wiped his hands, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to Chen Qiu. He said:

"That man has gone."

"Um?"

Chen Qiu received the letter and asked:

"Are you going so fast?"

"It's okay if you don't hurry."

Zhang Tugou lamented, looked left and right, lowered his voice, and said to Chen Qiu and Qingqing:

"Come here, but the head of the Yanjing branch of my Beggars' Gang is an old friend like your Uncle Song. If he disappears for a long time, the Yanjing branch will be in trouble.

The Northern Dynasties were very wild. They encountered beggars with healthy limbs on the street, and they all had to be taken to serve as soldiers regardless of their age."

"Can you take charge of the work and deliver the letter in person?"

Chen Qiu asked while unpacking the letter:

"What is it? It's so important? Can't even use Feige's letters delivered by the Beggars' Sect?"

"I don't know this."

Zhang Tugou spread his hands and said calmly:

"Our Beggars' Sect switched to intelligence responsibilities, and they valued fame the most.

I am so proud of the Beggars' Sect, and I can't do this kind of sneak peeking letters. However, Lao Zhang has asked him, but he can't explain it clearly.

It was just that there was an old friend in Yanjing City and asked him to send a letter to Luoyang.

But from what he meant, this letter seemed to have something to do with the great clans in the Northern Dynasties.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Tugou looked at Shen Qiu with his eyes a few times, and he said:

"Shen Daxia, Lao Zhang has also heard from your Uncle Song that you were born in Yanjiao and lived there when you were a child. Could it be that your family is still a great clan of the Northern Dynasty?"

"Uncle Zhang was joking. Chen is a Han Chinese, with a good root...hiss."

Chen Qiu unfolded the envelope and something fell out. He glanced at it and found that it was a jade ring with the word "吉" on the back.

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qiu glanced at the letter, grabbed the ring and took a breath of cold air.

The content in the letter was really beyond his imagination.

Qingqing peeked at the side, looked at a few lines of words, and widened her eyes and looked at her senior brother, as if she had seen an alien, with an incredible look on her face.

"Uncle Zhang, thank you for this."

Chen Qiu immediately stood up, put the letter away, and hugged Zhang Tugou. When the big leader of the Beggar Gang saw Chen Qiu's expression change, he knew that what was said in the letter was very small.

But he didn't ask much, but personally sent Chen Qiu and Qingqing out of the door, said a few more words, and watched them leave.

I had just had a contact with Zhang Tugou. There was a phantom of Zhang Tugou in the sword jade, but Chen Qiu didn't pay attention to this at this time. After he and Qingqing walked out several streets, Qingqing lowered his voice and said to his senior brother in surprise:

"Senior brother, what did you and Xiao Tie do when they were in Liaodong? Why did you call your brothers to the small king of the Northern Dynasty? Are you going to pay homage to Yelu Jienan?"

"I just met him, and I didn't talk to him for more than five words."

Chen Qiu grabbed the reins of the horse, thought in his heart, and said to Qingqing:

"But at that time, the child had a good time with Xiao Tie. Perhaps it was because he had a friend. Yelu Jienan, he was not as old as you. I took a look at it at that time and thought that the child was young and had no opinion."

He touched the letter in his hand, shook his head, and said:

"But he can make such a decision, and it seems that he will never be in the pool when he grows up.

But this matter is too important, so I have to go back and discuss it with others."

The two rushed back to Lei Mansion and gathered the family together. Even Zhang Lan, who ran out of the city and was shouted back with the mysterious fish, flowers, snow and moon.

Jinghong Beast took the letter and flew to Taihang Mountain and told the mountain ghost the news, asking the sworn brother who eats, sleeps and kills the northern people every day, so that he will not run around these days, just wait in the mountains.

"What did you say?

The little king of the Northern Dynasties hired us decent people to intercept his sister's kinship convoy? No, no?"

As soon as Zhang Lan returned to Lei Mansion, he heard something incredible.

He looked suspicious, and he believed it a little until he had read the letter written by Yelu Jienan himself and changed the letter printed by the Northern Dynasties.

But the first reaction of this slutty boy was...

"You can't go, this is probably a trap!"

Zhang Lan opened the folding fan with a silhouette, and walked around the hall while shaking it.

He frowned like a dog-headed military advisor and said to Chen Qiu, Xiao Tie, Qingqing, Shiyin, Xuanyu, and Yaoqin who was planning to settle the accounts:

"The people of the Northern Dynasty, especially the happy old thief, hate you and Xiao Tie to the core.

The little king has no real power, he is a puppet of the witch sect. Maybe he cooperates with the old thief to set up a trap and deliberately deceive you.

Maybe when you go, more than a dozen experts on the ground list will pop up in the convoy and you will be surrounded and killed on the spot! Moreover, this is a secret marriage between the Northern Dynasties and Mongolia, and there must be experts in Mongolia to participate."

Zhang Lan, wearing white clothes, was handsome and handsome, and had a beautiful face, said with a firm tone:

"I tell you, don't underestimate the prairie masters. The land of the northern desert is rich in swordsmen. They have grown up on horseback since childhood, and they have a prairie scimitar, which is very fierce.

Especially those swordsmen in the golden tent, most believe in the immortality of the grassland, fight one by one, and are afraid of death.
To be continued...