Now Ningchuan simply doesn't feel safe at all in King Kong Temple.

But he had taken the Immortal Immortality Pill before, so even if he wanted to run away, he didn't dare to run away.

We can only become stronger step by step and then secretly find the antidote.

Ning Chuan started practicing pile kung fu at random in this open space.

However, during the process of practicing Zhuang Kung Fu, his mind started spinning again.

Because it feels so good to get something for nothing.

After doing it seven or eight times, Ning Chuan suddenly walked towards the group of disciples not far away who were also practicing Zhuang Kung Fu, patted one of them gently, and humbly asked for advice.

"Senior brother, I still don't know a few moves of this Qi Ding Yang Zhuan. I wonder if you can teach me?"

【Ding!】

[Randomly paste strength value*1]!

"Whatever you want to teach, I won't know it even if you don't see it, just ask others!"

The disciple snorted coldly and continued doing his actions.

Ning Chuan smiled, but did not feel any embarrassment. Instead, he felt that this was a perfect opportunity to make money.

It would be great if everyone ignored him after being photographed like this.

In this way, he carefully inquired one by one.

It was exactly as he guessed.

This group of disciples practicing Zhuang Gong all ignored him and were too lazy to teach him.

This made Ningchuan extremely happy.

After taking a lap, he actually pasted the strength value to 14 points and the speed value to 18 points again.

"Junior Brother Jiechuan, are you looking for someone to teach you Zhuang Kung Fu?"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded from behind.

Ning Chuan looked back and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

I saw a bald man with a wretched smile and an unkempt beard, looking at him quietly from behind.

Ning Chuan recognized this person. He was one of the muscular men who had violated the rules of the dog last night.

His name is Jiebiao.

He endured the nausea in his heart and smiled, "It turns out to be Senior Brother Jiebiao. Could it be that Senior Brother Jiebiao wants to teach me Zhuang Kung Fu?"

He doesn't even want to touch this person now.

Seeing each other makes me want to vomit!

Sooner or later, you will have to go to hell!

"It's not impossible to let me teach you, but you have to rub my back at night. What do you think, Junior Brother Jiechuan?"

Jie Biao smiled and gently touched Ning Chuan's shoulder.

【Ding!】

[Randomly paste strength value*11!]

Ning Chuan was touched by him and felt extremely sick. He quickly stepped back, smiled and said, "Senior Brother Jiebiao's order, I naturally dare not refuse, but I am a person with poor understanding. Senior Brother Jiebiao is afraid that he will

Only after you teach me a few times will I understand."

"It's okay to teach me a few more times. What do you think? If I teach you once, you will rub my back once. If I teach you ten times, you will rub my back ten times. This is nothing, right?"

Jie Biao's eyes shone brightly and he had a smile on his face.

Ning Chuan is just like a little white rabbit in his eyes...

"This...is okay too."

Ning Chuan spoke.

"Good, good, good."

Jie Biao had a smile on his face, just like the unscrupulous man in Ningchuan's previous life who used all kinds of sugar-coated bullets to seduce the innocent little sister.

"Junior Brother Jiechuan, you have to watch carefully."

He immediately started to perform in this open space.

However, the movements he performed were indeed extremely fast, many times faster than what Jie Long had taught Ning Chuan before.

All the movements are coherent together, and it doesn't matter whether Ning Chuan can understand them or not.

Anyway, in his eyes, after teaching him once, Ning Chuan had to give him a bath.

If he didn't rub it, then he would have an honest reason to deal with Ning Chuan.

【Ding!】

[Extract Yiqi Dingyang Pile*1]!

Suddenly, a crisp and sweet voice sounded in Ningchuan's mind.

His Yiqi Dingyang Zhuang finally changed again.

From entering the room (3/4) directly to a small success (0/8).

At the same time, an extremely thin air flow, as thick as wheat grains, suddenly grew in Ningchuan's body.

Ning Chuan suddenly looked stunned and felt it carefully.

Damn it?

Is this ‘jin’?

After the Yiqi Dingyang Zhuan enters Xiaocheng, will it produce ‘energy’?

And as 'jin' appeared in his body, the words [Early Stage of Jin Training] suddenly appeared in the column of the original martial artist's cultivation level.

"How about it, Junior Brother Jiechuan, do you understand?"

Jie Biao looked at Ning Chuan with a smile, "If you don't understand, senior brother can do it for you again. What do you think?"

His broad palm subconsciously touched Ning Chuan's chin.

Ning Chuan fell back in disgust, but he smiled and said, "Brother Jiebiao, please do it again, I really don't understand it!"

"Okay, but now you have to give me two baths!"

Jie Biao smiled.

He wasn't tired either, so he immediately started practicing again in the open space, whirring loudly.

【Ding!】

[Lift the Yiqi Dingyang Pile*1]!

Another crisp sound sounded.

"Ahem, I still don't understand..."

Ning Chuan looked innocent.

Jie Biao laughed and immediately started doing it again.

【Ding!】

[Lift the Yiqi Dingyang Pile*1]!

"Brother, please do it again..."

【Ding!】

[Lift the Yiqi Dingyang Pile*1]!

"Senior brother?"

【Ding!】

…

Just like that, time flies.

Ning Chuan always kept an apologetic look, saying that he didn't understand.

I had Jie Biao do it nine times before and after.

And his Yiqi Dingyang Stake finally became Dacheng (1/12).

Najie Biaorao had already developed his ‘strength’, but after doing it so many times in a row, he was still exhausted, covered in sweat and panting.

He was completely speechless, his eyes darkened, and he looked at Ning Chuan, "Junior Brother Jiechuan, these nine times, plus the previous one, I have taught you ten times, you have to give me ten times of bathing!"

Ning Chuan said nothing, carefully feeling the power in his body.

At this moment, he could feel the existence of Jin more clearly.
To be continued...