Standing upright! Two tigers compete for power! Crouching tigers to eat!

A hungry tiger carries stones! Move stones to find a way! Diving into the cave!

The black tiger pushes the mountain! The hungry tiger grabs food! The leopard hits the forest!

...

Five types of fist shapes such as dragon, tiger, leopard, crane and snake are picked up at will.

Eight techniques such as breathing, thoughts, horizontal exercises, fist, legs, grabbing, body steps, and vocal use are smooth and smooth.

Practice for hundreds of years.

This set of boxing has been practiced by Chen Jichuan until it is well-versed, and all the essences are thorough.

He is a veritable master of martial arts.

Double Exploration in the Wind! Oolong Exploration in the Water! Black Tiger shakes its claws!

Five claws exploring the top! Black tiger drills into the forest! Leopard shakes the dust!

The first exploration of the white snake! The white crane rests alone! The white tiger looks at the moon!

...

Chen Jichuan was immersed in it, and gradually storms were shaking around him, and then the world seemed to be trembling.

When Chen Jichuan fights to the point of rising.

Bang bang!

The empty steps and the palms are lifted, a white crane seeks food—

Tear!

With a sound of opening up the world, a crack that seemed like a black hole appeared in the air. It cracked like a dragon and a snake, and it was not regular.

But the scattered aura revealed from it contains artistic conceptions such as emptiness, greatness, power, etc., which makes people feel scared at first sight.

"This is--"

Chen Jichuan concentrated on his mind and used the "insight technique" to look at the dark depths.

Instantly.

A shock came.

It seemed like a lightning bolt penetrated the void and headed straight for Chen Jichuan. After brushing it, it would blow it into powder.

"not good!"

Chen Jichuan was shocked.

As soon as the thought came to an end, he quickly got off the line.

...

Half a month later.

Deep in the Qinling Mountains, Feiyun Mountains.

Wang Yan sat alone on the top of the mountain, staring at the clear sky, his face a little haggard.

At the bottom of the mountain, a disciple of the Taixu Sword Sect saw the beautiful figure on the top of the mountain and sighed secretly.

The Third Ancestor of Taixu is well-known.

There have always been rumors that Wang Yan and Wang Shan, the two ancestors of the third ancestors, have a deep connection. Wang Shan is always there, and Master Wang Yan Shan has always followed him.

But the fallen flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless.

Master Wang was deeply in love with Master Wang Shan, but Master Wang Shan just regarded Master Wang as his niece.

I never gave a title in my whole life.

even.

After Master Wang Shan became the strongest, he silently shattered the void and ascended to the sky.

Only Master Wang Yanzu was left behind, and the woman was haggard.

Half a month ago.

It was noon.

All the disciples who practiced in Feiyun Mountain saw that the ancestor Wang Shan was fisting on the top of the mountain, tearing the void apart, jumping, and disappearing from this world.

No more noise.

That day.

The ancestor Wang Yan was unable to see him in person, and afterwards, he kept sitting on the top of Feiyun Mountain, where the ancestor Wang Shan ascended.

If you don’t eat or drink, you will gradually become haggard.

"well!"

"One is infatuated, the other is cruel, it's a bad fate!"

The disciples at the foot of the mountain sighed in their hearts and shook their heads silently, unable to bear to look at them again.

Wang Yan continued to sit wither.

From early morning to noon, and from noon to evening.

The sun sets.

Seeing that another day was about to pass.

Suddenly.

Wang Yan saw a familiar figure in the sunset full of sunset, and a face that he had been thinking about day and night suddenly appeared in front of him.

Let her be stunned.

Forgot to speak for a moment.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Chen Jichuan hid outside for half an hour. As soon as he came in, he saw Wang Yan sitting on the stone with a haggard face and asked involuntarily.

Ask out loud.

He suddenly realized, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I thought I've ascended?"

Think about it carefully.

He broke through the void, but disappeared suddenly, which was really easy for people to misunderstand that it was like a broken void and ascend to the sky.

but--

"Even if you want to ascend, you will say apart to Senior Brother Qingshan."

"How could he leave without saying a word?"

Chen Jichuan shook his head and stepped forward to help Wang Yan up.

Wang Yan moved first—

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

Wang Yan suddenly stood up, hugged Chen Jichuan, buried his face in Chen Jichuan's chest, and called out twice, then he was already in tears, sobbing in Chen Jichuan's arms: "I thought you were gone. They all said that you had broken the void and ascended to the fairy world. I feel so uncomfortable and miss you very much..."

Chen Jichuan stood in a daze.

There was a hint of moistness on my chest.

This was when he rarely saw Wang Yan crying. The last time he vaguely remembered it was when the old Wang Ji and his wife passed away together.

That time, Wang Yan knelt in front of the second elder's bed, and she burst into tears.

And this time-

"alright."

"I didn't leave."

Chen Jichuan gently patted Wang Yan's back with his hands, feeling Wang Yan's weakness for the first time.

At this time.

Wang Yan is no longer the "Lightning Sword", "Sword of Heavenly Tribulation", and "Three Ancestor of Zhongxing". She is just an ordinary woman who is weak, pitiful, helpless, has been in love for two hundred years and is full of grievances.

"You can't leave!"

"I don't allow you to leave!"

Wang Yan rarely had a tantrum and hugged Chen Jichuan tightly, and he didn't want to let go for a moment.

"Um."

"Don't leave."
To be continued...