Martial World

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"What's your name? Do you have a sect?" The woman in red looked at Lin Ming, who was sweating profusely. .+? (.+bsp;\\s*.\\\\net

The young man in front of him was not afraid of the pressure brought by the Suzaku blood in his body, and he could even faintly deter Lei Jiao's original consciousness.

Maybe there is something special about his physique, blood, or soul, and it may come from a mysterious family.

Hearing that the other party asked about his name and school, Lin Ming paused for a while. He was about to sign up the pseudonym "Mu Lin", but at this time, the woman in red said, "If it's not convenient to say it, don't say it."

Although the hesitation in Lin Ming's eyes was not obvious, he was still discovered by the woman in red. If it was some secret martial arts family with special bloodline, they would probably be reluctant to reveal their identities.

"I saw you boarded the snowy mountain area of ​​Thunder Mountain before, did you board it by yourself?" The woman in red asked casually.

"Well, I said that I am a Thunder-type martial artist, so I have a strong resistance to the power of thunder, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go that far." Lin Ming wiped the sweat from his face and smiled in a self-deprecating manner.

"Oh." The woman in red responded inadvertently, but she was slightly surprised. Thunder lizards not only only attacked by lightning, but their weapons also had powerful bodies.

Even if it is immune to lightning, and the cultivation base of the peak bone forging, don't even think about coming to the snowy mountain area, which means that the young man in front of him is likely to have the strength far beyond that of the same level of warriors.

Reaching the peak of bone forging at the age of less than sixteen is not a big deal for geniuses in major sects and great families, but if one has reached the peak of bone forging and has a strength far beyond that of a martial artist of the same level, then Surprising.

Such genius. Not much on Divine Phoenix Island.

The two fell into a brief silence. Lin Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, running the Primal Chaos Essence Art to suppress the violent thunder power in his body. This thunder spirit is really not so easy to absorb, not to mention that it also contains the original consciousness of the Thunder Jiao. Otherwise, even the woman in red would not be able to do anything.

The true essence circulated round by round, Lin Ming quickly entered the ethereal martial intent, and the true essence in his body escaped from Lin Ming's conscious control. A perfect route started to run spontaneously, his physical energy was recovering quickly, and the originally violent thunder power was completely subdued by the evil god seeds.

The woman in red was going to meditate for a while,

Lei Ling was imprisoned in her body, but when she saw Lin Ming cultivating, she couldn't take her eyes away.

Wu Yi?

She carefully observed half a column of incense sticks to make sure that she was not mistaken. This young man has realized his own martial intent!

This made the woman in red let out a sigh of relief. The worldly boy who thought he was just a small person, surprised her again and again. First, he suppressed Lei Jiao's original consciousness, and then his age and strength The astonishing contrast of , followed by the martial intent he comprehended!

You must know that the woman in red has cultivated to the extreme, and half of her feet stepped into the revolving core realm. At her level, there are not many things that can arouse her surprise. Even some geniuses from big sects can at most just make her nod her head, but now, when I meet a young man in the world, it seems that people and animals are harmless. There are so many amazing places.

Just talking about something like martial arts, there may not be one among tens of thousands of martial artists, and it is extremely precious. On the contrary, martial cultivation talent or something can be cultivated artificially.

Parents are geniuses, and most of the children born are geniuses. After thousands of years or even thousands of years of development and accumulation, countless talents have been screened at different levels. The strong enjoy more resources, and the weak are eliminated. The rest of the characters are the elites of the elites, and the children of the elites are naturally the elites.

Amazing talent in itself. He also grew up on a panacea since he was a child. The True Essence Stone is used like no money. He is the best in practice, and his master is also the best. This kind of person is destined to set foot in the innate in the future. to their toes, that's how the starting point differs.

However, no matter how talented the youths of these sects are, how to break through the bone-forging stage and the pulse-condensing stage at the age of fifteen or sixteen, they will not be able to comprehend the martial intent.

Martial arts are related to the heart of martial arts. The stronger the mind of martial arts, the greater the chance of comprehending martial arts. But for most sect geniuses, their life is smooth sailing, and their parents have already paved the road under their feet. , One Horse Pingchuan, how can the heart of martial arts be strong?

For those who have experienced hardships and have a bumpy life, most of them are born with a shortage of resources, and even their own talents are not very good. They cannot break through the pulse condensation period in their twenties. In fact, even if they happen to comprehend martial arts, Nothing to fear.

But the young man in front of him was young, his strength was outrageous, and he also realized a kind of martial intent. He was simply a monster.

Unconsciously, the woman in red was full of curiosity about the boy in front of her.

There are so many unusual things about this young man. Who is he?

A quarter of an hour passed quietly. With the help of the ethereal martial intent, Lin Ming quickly suppressed the restless power of thunder in his body. He stood up and said, "We can go, if I remember correctly, there is someone in front of you not far away. A hidden cave, let's go there, the southern border forest is haunted by beasts at night, and you can't rest well."

Because the power of thunder in her body was sucked out by Lin Ming, the red-clothed woman's condition improved a little. She took out a few spiritual pills and fed them to Suzaku, and one person and one beast followed Lin Ming.

"By the way, is that Lei Jiao dead?" Lin Ming suddenly remembered this and asked.

"It's not dead, but the injuries are heavier than mine. Its descendants are almost dead." The woman in red said casually.

"Oh..." Lin Ming let out a sigh of relief and thought to himself that he should run fast, otherwise he would be caught in the aftermath of the battle and die if he stayed on the top of the mountain. He didn't think his defense was better than the purple thunder lizard.

"If you don't die, we'd better be careful." Lin Ming told the woman in red to walk in front, but he followed behind to erase the flame traces left by Vermillion Bird. If the traces were not dealt with, it would be too obvious.

The woman in red looked at Lin Ming doing all this, and was slightly stunned. In terms of cultivation, she was far behind Lin Ming, but in terms of jungle experience and life-saving skills, she was not as good as Lin Ming. She usually flew in the sky. , when walking through the jungle.

Along the way, Lin Ming was concerned about cleaning up the traces, and at the same time hit a blue-eyed roe deer. Since he climbed the Thunder Mountain, he has only eaten the dry food and water in the Sumeru Ring for several days, and the bird has faded out of his mouth.

The two of them quickly came to the cave that Lin Ming had mentioned. The inside of the cave was extremely damp. Lin Ming set up a fire and found some hay to lay it down. He said to the woman in red, "I feel sorry for you."

After that, he took out a dagger and peeled off the skin of the blue-eyed roe deer. Then he shot like the wind. It seemed that he was scratching on the roe deer in a mess, but after a few breaths, Lin Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it. It was from the roe deer that a handful of white tendons were pulled out, and there were more than ten.

The red-clothed woman's eyelids jumped at the sight. It was obvious that Lin Ming's previous knife was not slashing randomly, but was removing the white tendons on the blue-eyed roe deer. It is absolutely tedious to remove them.

But Lin Ming completed it all in such a short time, and not one of the white tendons in his hand was broken, and the flesh and blood on the tendons were also cleaned very cleanly.

The woman in red was a little confused. To do this, she had to be very familiar with the body structure of the blue-eyed roe deer, and she had to go through years of knife training. This is something that only cooks do.

How is this going? How can a genius martial artist become a cook? And no matter how you look at it, his knife skills have already reached the realm of perfection. I am afraid that he has been a cook for many years.

Lin Ming noticed that the woman in red was staring blankly at the white tendons on his hands, and explained with a smile, "Although the blue-eyed roe deer tastes good, there are too many tendons that affect the taste, so I have to tick it out."

As Lin Ming spoke, his hands were not idle. He cut open the roe deer's belly with a knife, and took out the internal organs. Then he made another slap, and he pulled out a pile of bones.

Then Lin Ming took out a thick branch, put the roe deer on top, and grilled it on the fire.

Only then did the woman in red realize that the roe deer's flesh had been marked with neat and beautiful knives when Lin Ming was having a cramp. The distance between the two knives seemed to be measured by a ruler.

Seeing this, her expression became more and more strange, what is the origin of this young man? If she hadn't known about Lin Ming's strength before, she would have thought he was just a cook.

After a quarter of an hour, the meat of the roe deer gradually turned golden yellow, and every drop of grease was baked by the flames, dripping into the fire, making a creaking sound.

As for those white tendons and bones, Lin Ming didn't waste it. He took out a cupping pot from the Xumi Ring, filled them all, and put them on the fire to make soup.

The soup is tumbling, and the barbecue is fragrant.

Soon, the cave was filled with fragrant smells, and even the woman in red, who was usually vegetarian, couldn't help but sigh.

As for the Vermillion Bird, it became even more restless, and seemed to have forgotten the wound on its wings. A pair of fiery red eyes stared at the roasted meat in Lin Ming's hands, as if wishing to swallow it.

Because of the scorching of the flame, all the flesh at the knife flower was rolled up, which seemed to increase the appetite.

After being roasted for so long, the roasted meat was not burnt at all, and it was always golden. Looking at the dripping grease, the woman in red was already waiting impatiently. Of course, she had been careful to conceal her anxiety and expression. Still peaceful.

At this time, Lin Ming took out a bunch of bottles and jars from the Sumeru Ring. After opening it, it turned out that there were salt and various seasonings inside. These were bought from the Southern Border tribes.

At that time, Lin Ming would meet the Na sisters just to buy salt from the tribe.

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