The internal skills taught by the old man of Pangpang were extremely magical. After only half a day of practice, Xu Ning felt a fiery stream of true energy slowly wandering along the meridians. Only then did he practice the small success of Baoyuan Jin and Hunyuan Jin. After being melted by this internal force unconsciously, he immediately felt a little hesitant.

When the fat old man taught his internal skills, he put his palm on his back heart acupoint.

He hesitated in his heart, and his internal strength suddenly became stagnant. He was immediately noticed by the fat and fat person and shouted: "Don't hesitate, my teachings of your internal strength are the magical powers that the Huashan School has lost for a long time. It is a perfect meaning to transform your original internal strength."

Xu Ning complained secretly, thinking: "The internal strength I have been practicing hard for seven years suddenly disappeared. I don't know how to explain it to my master? Although this internal strength is more sophisticated than the Baoyuan Jin and Hunyuan Jin in my Huashan School, it is always inappropriate."

But at this time, he couldn't help but say no. He could only make a bitter face and continue to activate his internal strength according to what the old man said. This time, the old man didn't let him practice by himself, but passed on his internal strength.

The fat old man had extremely deep internal strength. In just half an hour, he transformed Xu Ning's internal strength and turned the internal strength of the Huashan Sect that he had worked hard to practice into the internal strength and mind method he passed on.

Although Xu Ning's skill is still weak, he has worked hard for seven or eight years. At this time, his internal strength was transformed and he immediately easily broke through the first level of the internal skills and mental method taught by the old man.

However, once this mental method is broken through, it will never feel good. Xu Ning immediately felt that the meridians in his body were as fierce as fire, and every time the internal force was activated, it was like a knife cutting, as if he wanted to cut the meridians inch by inch, and torture him to death.

Xu Ning's whole body was so painful that he couldn't help but ask, "Senior, why did you practice this internal skill? Your whole body was like falling into a fire cave, and you were so uncomfortable that you felt so uncomfortable? Is there any poor practice?"

The fat old man laughed and said, "That's because you don't have enough skills. As long as you practice harder, your internal energy will naturally return to the root and become calm! My internal energy is connected to your meridians. If you have any mistakes in practicing, how can I not know? Since you are feeling a little uncomfortable, I will pass on some skills to let you break through this level earlier."

The fat old man shouted loudly and immediately passed on his internal strength. Xu Ning was like being taken out of the stove and thrown into the crater. The pain was ten times greater than before.

At this time, he became slightly scared and thought carefully. He immediately felt cold sweat all over his body, feeling like he was involved in a big conspiracy.

"I remember Feng Qingyang was a thin old man, and he would never be fat. This is not just a wrong style. He just used Note3 to 5s. The copycats were not professional. Besides, even though Feng Qingyang had adventures and learned other families' excellent internal skills, he would never teach such evil martial arts to his younger generation. This person is definitely not Feng Qingyang, I can't practice this martial arts anymore."

If you are a serious martial arts person, your martial arts skills are more important than your life and you will definitely not be willing to abandon them.

After all, Xu Ning was a time traveler. After analyzing the pros and cons, he activated his internal force without hesitation and hit his dantian hard. The internal force immediately moved backwards, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out. His whole body was extremely painful, and his internal force was wandering around like a headless fly.

"How could this happen?"

The fat old man pulled his palm away, his face full of anger. Although Xu Ning's internal strength was null and his mind was confused, he vaguely saw that the fat old man's face was full of viciousness. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised. He immediately closed his eyes and his body lowered softly.

He was already a little unable to hold on, but at this time he deliberately pretended to be in a state of silence. He really lost consciousness without hesitation.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xu Ning woke up slowly, but saw himself lying on the ground alone. The fat old man had long disappeared. Xu Ning was even more sure at this time that this person was not Feng Qingyang, a senior of the Huashan School. Feng Qingyang would not have left a junior and left on his own.

Xu Ning slowly let out a breath of true energy. He escaped from death, and was quite scared, and even more a pity that he had been practicing hard for seven years.

He sat cross-legged and swept it accidentally, but saw a thin silk book on the ground.

"What's this?"

Xu Ning picked up the silk book casually, but saw a few lines of words written on it in a hurry.

Huashan junior Linghu Chong:

I am your Huashan Sect’s Grand Master. I had a good intention to pass on your superior internal skills, but I didn’t expect that you would become possessed and have all your internal skills were useless. The Grand Master was also quite guilty. I left this book of sword techniques for you to make up for it. This sword technique does not require much advanced internal skills to practice.

Xu Ning was suspicious and read it casually. There were 108 sword techniques in total, and each of them had dozens of changes. The complex ones were like a kaleidoscope. It was indeed the best swordsmanship, but it was definitely not Dugu Nine Swords.

At this time, he was even more sure that the fat old man was Feng Qingyang, and he couldn't help but think to himself: "Who is this person? Why did he spread my extremely strange internal skills? If he had any malicious intentions, why did he pass on me such an extremely powerful sword technique after destroying my martial arts?"

Xu Ning was puzzled. At this time, he slightly circulated his internal energy and found that his true energy was scattered and his meridians were twisted. His martial arts were null and his martial arts were null.

He smiled bitterly, and was about to use the enlargement power to slightly gather some of the scattered true energy to rebuild the internal energy of the Huashan Sect, but for some reason, he suddenly moved his mind and urged the internal energy passed down by the fat old man.

This time he practiced much better than the last time. Although his internal strength was still extremely fierce, like a flame burning in his body, it was much gentler and he could control it as much as possible.

The fat old man never returned. Xu Ning practiced his internal strength on the cliff of Siguo. After a few months, his internal strength also recovered by 30 to 40%. However, somewhere something went wrong, the internal strength became more and more intense, making him suffer all kinds of pain every time he practiced.

Xu Ning thought hard for several days, and finally made up his mind and nullified the internal force again. He wanted to re-cultivate the Baoyuan Spirit, but after this time, the internal force was like a ghost that was not dissipated. It started to operate on its own within a few days. He re-cultivated the Baoyuan Spirit, which was not very hot, was repeatedly dispersed by this internal force.

Xu Ning had no choice. After trying it a few times, he found that no matter which internal skill of the Huashan Sect practiced, as long as he achieved a little success and produced a little bit of true energy, he would eventually be dispersed by this internal force. He could only grit his teeth and re-purpose the internal skill passed down by the old man in the third time.

This time he practiced for more than three months, and this internal force became increasingly unbearable again. Xu Ning struggled to hold on for seven or eight days, and then he once again nullified this internal force.

This internal force was like a ghost that never dissipated. It gathered again in a few days, making Xu Ning unable to practice other internal powers. He tried every means and could not drive away this internal power, so he could only re-edit for the fourth time.

This time he re-cultivated his internal strength, and it took him half a month to practice the internal strength passed down by the fat old man to the third level.

After several breakthroughs and then establishing, this time, Xu Ning's internal strength has been more diligent, one or two points stronger than his original Huashan School Baoyuan Jin and Hunyuan Jin.

After re-cooking internal energy for four consecutive times, Xu Ning finally figured out the trick to cultivate this internal energy. When he felt that the internal energy was so hot that it could not bear it, he waived his skills again without hesitation.

This time, in just over ten days, he recovered his skills and went up to the top.

At this time, even the stupidest person knew that he had found the right way. Xu Ning was originally a smart person, and of course he was overjoyed, so he squandered his internal strength again without hesitation and re-cultivated the internal strength passed down by the old man Pangpang. When he squandered his internal strength for the ninth time, he finally recovered his internal strength in just one day and night. Moreover, this time, his internal strength was even better than the previous few times, and he actually broke through the fourth level of the internal strength passed down by the old man Pangpangpang.

If it is purely based on internal strength, his internal strength at this time is no longer inferior to his master Yue Buqun.
Chapter completed!