The fundamental picture of the Green Snake Spear is quite different from that of the White Ape Hammer, and the effect is almost the same.

Li Yuan, who has tasted the benefits of root and bone modification, is a little eager to try it out.

The importance of root and bone is self-evident. With the same martial arts and equal cultivation, if the root and bone are good, regardless of the quality of blood and qi, the total amount of blood and qi will be much better.

This advantage not only does not decay after the internal strength is promoted, but it is even increasing.

The basis of internal strength is blood and energy. The strong blood and energy can nourish more pure internal strength. After the internal strength explodes and consumes, the recovery speed will also be accelerated.

Li Yuan felt that the roots and bones were changed, which was roughly the reason.

He suffered from spondylosis and lumbar disc herniation due to his incorrect sitting posture in his previous life. Isn’t it considered a change in the root bone?

Li Yuan felt that his guess was correct and he also knew why he rarely heard of someone changing his roots.

The time from the Great Success to the Great Success of any martial arts is far more than the entry-level to the Great Success.

Zhang Ben is nearly seventy years old and his hammering technique is only perfect, so he is quite diligent.

Li Yuan felt a little restless. He must give it a try, no matter whether it succeeds or not.

A spear that has no threshold and no conditions to control can be blessed. You can use this as a basis to control a spear that has blessed the great success.

After that, you can naturally master the fundamental map of the green snake.

Li Yuan found this condition not difficult, and the forging shop was not short of long spears. He remembered that Wang Gong had one.

The hard thing is...

Thinking about it in his mind, Li Yuan looked at it.

This wooden sign carved with Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva, and on the other side, there are some fine texts the size of needle-eye, and the beginning is three slightly larger characters:

The method of worshiping the gods on the wooden sign is even more broken than the rest, and Li Yuan even did not see the true way of practicing martial arts.

After reading just one sentence, Li Yuan couldn't help but frown.

There is no stance exercise, no practice and practice, and only the method of meditating and adjusting breathing, which looks quite strange, unlike the martial arts he knows.

Li Yuan was very cautious.

It’s not only because of this broken article, but also because of Yu Zhen, who I saw in the end, was crazy and distorted.

He was very suspicious that the reason why Yu Zhen became like that was related to this incomplete method of worshiping gods.

Li Yuan carefully threw the wooden sign into the incense burner, thought about it and gradually fell asleep.

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...

Thousand-eyed Bodhisattva Temple.

The strong smell of blood did not completely dissipate the heavy rain for a while.

More than a dozen monks were packing up their bodies on a rainy night. Some were angry, some sobbing, and suddenly, some screamed and fell to the ground in poisoning.

A big monk with a fat face shouted loudly:

miserable!

The monk's face was terrible.

That night, fifteen brothers died, most of them were killed by the poison master, but he even ran away!

His face was twitching, and he looked fiercely at Wang Ding, who was unaware of life and death in the rain.

The monk turned around, looked at the empty hall, and rubbed his eyes:

The monks were furious and searched everywhere.

After a while, several monks rushed over from outside the courtyard gate, picked up Wang Ding, and dragged it to the backyard.

The old monk on the top of the sky was shocked and a thought came to his mind instantly:

During the rainy night, he fought with the poison master for dozens of moves, and even though he had the upper hand, he was still killed several disciples.

The man had already had a solid body tempering, and he probably only lacked a middle-hand martial arts skills from the inner strength.

Is this person dead with one hammer?

There is no such hammer expert in Gaoliu County!

The old monk on the sky frowned and waved his hand, picked up Wang Ding and walked into the backyard.

Under the eaves, Lu Yunqing stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the rainy curtain, and slowly lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold:

Thinking of the man's cruelty in the rumor, the old monk on the sky felt a little frightened.

Lu Yunqing's face gradually became gloomy:

The old monk on the sky top was trembling:

Lu Yunqing walked, looking back suddenly, with a solemn expression:

The old monk on the sky top was a little hesitant.

Lu Yunqing slowly closed his eyes:

The old monk on the sky top stretched his frown:

Lu Yunqing's breathing was long, but the old monk on the top felt chill:

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...

On a rainy night, a man in black was corpse on the street. Han Chuijun slowly walked around, touching the beard that was not much on his chin, and muttering to himself:

Han Chuijun seemed to have noticed something. He looked through the injuries on the body carefully and was amazed:

Fighting the battle and killing the hammer!

The first style of fighting, soldiers attack!

Click!

In the night, there was a thunder thunder.

Under the hat, there seemed to be a ghost fire flashing, and then, a strange laugh like a night owl sounded in the wind and rain.

On the long street, there seemed to be a strong wind blowing suddenly, blowing away the rain curtain.

After a deep look at the dead body on the ground, Han Chuijun's eyes were cold, not knowing his joy and anger.

With his hand, he took off the hat on his head. In the night rain, a cold light appeared on the mask of ghost faces. Han Chuijun was bitter

Murmuring to myself annoyed:

Bang!

It seemed like there was a thunder falling on the long street. Han Chuijun's figure disappeared like a ghost, and rushed straight to the Thousand Eyes Bodhisattva Temple, whose lights were dim:

...

...

The sky was just bright and the light rain didn't stop.

In the courtyard, Li Yuan was barefoot and feeling the wind and rain.

The drizzle was dense and dense. When the wind blew, my whole body became wet, and my shorts were all wet.

Bang!

Suddenly, Li Yuan's right shoulder shook, and the falling rain seemed to hit an invisible air wall and burst into mist.

Bang!

With the help of Li Yuan's left shoulder trembled, and a piece of rain burst out.

Right shoulder, left shoulder, elbow, neck, junior, thigh, feet...

The crisp sound of the bean-like explosion was blown up and down one after another, forming a not-close piece. From a distance, Li Yuan was almost shrouded in water mist.

After a while, the mist dissipated, Li Yuan's face turned slightly white, as if he had lost too much blood, but his eyes were very bright.

Holding the hammer back under the eaves, Li Yuan was still savoring the feeling of the explosion of internal energy.

The internal energy that is cultivated moves with the transport of blood and energy, and can only burst out in the place covered by blood and energy.

He has become a circulatory qi and blood, and internal energy can burst out from anywhere except the head along with the blood and qi!

But if it is a small cycle, then there are only limbs and waist and abdomen.

Swallowed a blood-abundant pill, and a trace of blood was found on Li Yuan's face.

He could feel the increase in physical strength, slow, but he could detect it, as if he had taken Leopard Fetal Yijin Pills.

After a while of slowing down, the qi, blood and internal strength recovered slightly, and Li Yuan reached out to touch the rain line flowing down the eaves of the house.

Bang!

The fine raindrops had not touched their fingers and had already burst into mist.
To be continued...