Basic skills of the Immortal Palace: Dongtianmen (six styles)!

Dongtianmen...

Seeing this name evokes memories of the past, Fang Hong took a breath: "I remember being a soldier from the Nantianmen in my previous life, and this magical skill is perfect for me."

The six styles of Dongtianmen are probably the basic exercises of the opposite door.

"Since it's the opposite door, the relationship should be pretty good."

"As a person from Nantianmen, it is reasonable to have the opportunity to study abroad."

This is not called stealing the master or stealing the merit, but the exchange and cooperation between the two sides, which transcend the portal and the symbol of sincere friendship!

Fang Hong became excited.

Recalling the Qingshan Hospital in his previous life, the doctors and nurses, and the patients: "These mortals have no idea of ​​real people. They have long said that I am a soldier in the South Heaven Gate but I don't believe it... Especially the young nurse with two ponytails, I joined the South Heaven Gate, which doesn't affect me as the Ziwei Emperor Zhongtian North Pole!"

"Forget it."

"When I return after the tribulation, I will regain my control over the Six Emperors and go and visit them."

Fang Hong was happy.

Next time you receive the boot gift package, you don’t consider other items and you need this Dongtianmen.

The secrets of immortal skills and the combat power surge, are all secondary.

This is a proof of identity.

If anyone doesn’t believe it, he will definitely be convinced as soon as the Dongtianmen comes out.

...

The next day.

Zhouzhai martial arts training ground.

Liu Heishan said to Wu Hongxia: "Then Fang Hong exceeded my expectations. He broke through the second level after one month of practicing martial arts."

Wu Hongxia is a martial artist on the fourth level of the acquired world, and her adopted mother is also a martial arts master in the village. She has a higher vision: "This is nothing, it's far worse than Zhang Gaomai."

Only Zhang Gaomai can catch her eyes in the martial arts training ground.

As for Fang Hong...

Barely good...

Wu Hongxia raised her chin and said, "Fang Hong and Zhang Lingjiao's bones are average, there is no problem with the third floor of the day after tomorrow. It depends on luck if you go up."

It is very difficult for a warrior to nurture qi and blood.

She was loved by her adopted mother and carefully cultivated her. At the age of thirty, she stepped into the fourth floor of the acquired world.

Later, the five internal organs were intacted, but there was no progress.

She is very self-aware.

The realm of martial arts is a world of difference between one layer.

The fifth level of the acquired day? Such a warrior can be called a strong man in the village!

She dared not expect too much, but just hoped that her daughter would grow up and become a martial artist who could settle down.

On the other side.

Fang Hong smiled, used the art of modesty to cover up the majestic qi and blood, and made him silent, and stored them all, consolidating the aura of the fifth level of acquired realm.

Zhang Gaomai came over and muttered: "Teacher Wu said I don't think about getting a good exam. It's good to have a good start to enter the fifth level of the acquired world in this life."

"The sixth floor after the day, it requires luck."

"What do you think Fang Hong?"

This is a blow, come and seek comfort.

Fang Hongshan said understandingly: "It is recommended that you shout that sentence loudly, don't bully the young man's poor!"

As soon as this statement comes out.

Zhang Gaomai's eyes lit up, his fists clenched, and his blood was surging: "Those who know me are Fang Hong!"

He asked many people for asking questions, but he was just vague and perfunctory.

Unlike Fang Hong, it is inspired by words and contains precious life principles.

Good brothers...

What a good brother...

While moved, after thanking him, Zhang Gaomai swaggered towards Wu Xiufang. When he arrived in front of him, he was slapped on the ground by Wu Xiufang.

Bang!

The sound was crisp and loud, and Zhang Lingjiao and other friends were shocked.

“Woo…”

Zhang Gaomai covered her face and sat on the ground, and was beaten to tears.

"this……"

Fang Hong was speechless, just say it in your heart. Wouldn’t you beg me to go up and speak out and ask for a call?

...

At noon.

The autumn breeze brings a hint of coolness.

Fang Hong left Zhou's house and walked towards the shops on the street, intending to buy two pieces of clothes.

The shop owner sat on a pile of fabrics and saw Fang Hong wearing coarse cloth clothes and patches. He did not look down on him, but instead welcomed him enthusiastically: "Young man, buy clothes?"

Fang Hong nodded and glanced casually, all of whom were crude civilians.

Black, gray, and brown are all plain colors and no bright colors.

Fang Hong asked: "Are there any blue clothes?"

The shop owner looked at him in surprise and said, "There are all sky blue, apricot yellow, emerald green, and pink cloth clothes, and they are placed inside."

After going in and taking a look, Fang Hong was very satisfied.

After asking about the price, I was speechless.

Seven hundred and fifty texts!

This price is nearly 1,000 yuan, which is equivalent to a light luxury brand in his previous life!

"Young man, buy plain clothes." The shop owner is a middle-aged and elderly man with a slightly white hair and a hunched back. He looked a little hunched. He said, "A plain clothes, one piece of thirty cents, three pieces of 10 cents, and another pair of cloth shoes."

He saw that Fang Hong was short of money and reached out to pick up a few cheap cloth clothes.

The next moment.

Nearing and the sound of horse hooves falling to the ground came from the streets outside.

A fiery red horse seemed to be frightened, stepped out of its hooves, rushed around, and ran into the shop where Fang Hong was.

The shop owner, the middle-aged and elderly man, was so scared that he stood there.

boom!

The fiery red horse collapsed a few piles of fabric, then fell to the ground and neighed.

"This horse... seems to have sprained its ankle?" Fang Hong watched coldly. The front hooves of the fierce horse kept twitching, as if they were a little lame. Then a woman in red appeared, came to the front, squatted down, and checked the horse's injuries.

A group of people were followed by the woman in red, including Zhou Chengyao, a lady from the Zhou family.

Zhou Chengyao looked concerned: "Sister Shi, is horse okay?"

The woman in red touched the horse's front hooves: "The front hooves are contusted, like fractures, and must be treated as soon as possible... Once there is a hidden injury, you will never be able to run faster."

After speaking, regardless of everyone's surprise, she carried the fiery red horse and left in a hurry.

Zhou Chengyao and others hurriedly followed.

The store owner sat on the ground: "Fortunately, the fabric was just a little dirty, just wipe it clean."

He dared not speak out.

He had no idea of ​​going forward to claim compensation.

A horse, a hundred taels of silver, is worth more than all the fabrics in the store.

The woman in red was wearing brocade clothes, and she looked very well-known and had a very high status. How could she offend her? Miss Zhou was surrounded by her... What's more, she carried a horse without any effort and had a light step. She was afraid she was a warrior!

Such a character, if you care about it, it will definitely be a disaster!

Now it's just that the fabric stall has been knocked down... The middle-aged and elderly man with slightly white hair feels sincerely grateful.

“Good luck today.”

He trembled and got up, climbed on the ground to pick up the fabric scattered everywhere, and while cleaning up, he looked back at Fang Hong and said, "Young man, I'll sell you cheaply, eighty-three pieces of plain clothes and a pair of cloth shoes."
To be continued...