Chapter 1640: Relic (2/2)
The two stopped talking and rushed to the hut. Song Zhifan was practicing in a room. The momentum was slow and strong, but his face was always gloomy. The air inside the hut seemed to be frozen.
Hearing Baili's coming over, he didn't show up. He just told Lu Jun in the house to go back to the altar and prepare to let Baili's enlightenment. Then he continued to practice hard work and ignored it.
Lu Jun was excited and patted Chu Li vigorously, watching Chu Li grinned before releasing his hand, remembering that Chu Li lost his martial arts.
”Leader, the old Baili martial arts has been abolished.” Lu Jun said cautiously.
They were standing outside the hut where Song Zhifan was located, standing still.
”Come in!” Song Zhifan said in a deep voice.
The low door of the hut opened on its own, and Lu Jun and Chu Li entered the house.
In some dimly lit huts, Song Zhifan was sitting on the couch, quietly looking at Chu Li. The pressure of the Tianshen Field in the air was stronger. Obviously, he was trained to improve to the next level.
Going so hard, you may not be able to stop it.
Song Zhifan looked at Chu Li away and pointed out.
Chu Li restrained the urge to dodge, and obediently gave a finger.
At this moment countless thoughts flashed, such as electric light flint, if Song Zhifan sees through his identity, that finger is unpredictable, but he is determined that he has no flaws and will not be penetrated.
This is likely to be a test of Song Zhifan.
A finger hit the centrifugal mouth of Chu. Chu Li didn't avoid it, but just curiously looked at Song Zhifan.
He secretly gave him a thumbs up for his acting skills, and Tian Mo Gong cooperated with enough acting skills, and it was truly seamless.
”Bang!” He just felt a strange power that penetrated into his heart ~ ~, and then spread to the whole body, and the severe pain suddenly surged, as if the flesh of the body was cracking every time, and it was going to turn into powder.
This was no less than a thousand tortures. He opened his mouth, his face flushed, but he didn't scream, but just bitterly and held back.
Seeing Chu Li trembling, his face flushed, and his eyes were sweating like rain, but he did not groan. Song Zhifan nodded with satisfaction and was very satisfied with his will and patience.
Only in this way can one be qualified to practice superior wonders.
”Leader ...?” Lu Jun looked curiously at Song Zhifan.
Song Zhifan said: ”After a while, Wugong can be restored. After taking him back to the altar, you can go to the Qigong Building and choose a martial art.”
”Yes.” Lu Jun replied excitedly: ”Just choose the first floor of the elders.”
”Follow him.” Song Zhifan's jaw looked at Chu Li.
Chu Li experienced the feeling of being physically broken, secretly trying to figure out and imprint. This should be a wonderful skill, which can be restored instantly. The world can do very little, which really made him admire him.
After about a quarter of an hour, Chu Li's body suddenly heard a fierce crackling sound, like the sound of fried beans. After ringing tea time, his whole body rose sharply, as if tall, and then his clothes hunted and hunted, no wind automatic.
”Thank you, Lord!” He saluted deeply.
His martial arts really did not, and it destroyed Dan Tian, so it was realistic and flawless. At this moment, inspired by this strange power, Dan Tian recovered, his body was full of breath, and he restored the state of masters outside the sky.
”Go.” Song Zhifan waved his hands and closed his eyes.
They threw their fists out of the hut.
”Go, go to the general altar, you can learn from the elders,” Lu Jun said excitedly, even happier than he had won a wonderful study.
Chu Li smiled and nodded.
The two left the hut galloping, and in the middle of the night, Chu Li brushed Lu Jun's sleeping place again and quietly left.