Mu Wushuang nodded deeply and said to Lin Miao: "Your martial arts talent is so good! If someone fights you, his martial arts will be learned by you. No wonder you are so powerful! But... your internal skills are probably even more powerful!" Mu Wushuang naturally understood that if Lin Miao did not have extremely deep internal skills, even if he could never forget it, he would not be able to use the martial arts he had just read so smoothly.

Lin Miao nodded and took two steps to pull away. Mu Wushuang turned his left wrist and bulged his breath: "I have a unique move, called the Bengshan Cannon, which is the move of senior Qian Hsingming. It depends on whether you can catch it." Lin Miao was also shocked and asked: "Is it the way you broke the gate of Zhou's house?" Mu Wushuang nodded and said, "Is it the way you can break the gate of Zhou's house?" Lin Miao nodded and said, "Is it the way you can break the door of Zhou's house?" Lin Miao nodded and said, "Is it that way to hide it."

Mu Wushuang smiled slightly and set off his horse stance: "This move is pure internal power, you can't steal it." Lin Miao waved his hand and said: "I'll tell you all my martial arts later. OK. Come quickly!" Mu Wushuang heard that Lin Miao wanted to teach him his own martial arts, which was also extremely surprised. Then Mu Wushuang silently used the internal power of the Mount Bang Cannon. Lin Miao looked at Mu Wushuang who was concentrating his luck. He knew that this move was extremely powerful and did not dare to be careless. He just secretly used all his internal power.

After a while, Mu Wushuang's left palm suddenly slashed towards Lin Miao with a roaring strong wind. Lin Miao actually waved his palm without thinking. After a loud noise, the horses in the stable were so frightened that they were neighing continuously by the loud noise, and they kept stomping on their four hooves. Only after stomping two steps, they calmed down, and the backyard of the restaurant was suddenly noisy. Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao with a look of shock, and Lin Miao also stared at Mu Wushuang blankly.

In addition to Long Sizhan, Lin Miao was the first person to resist Mu Wushuang's ability to resist Mu Wushuang's mountain-collapse cannon, and Lin Miao could have avoided it. Lin Miao looked at his slightly trembling right hand and said with some approval: "It's indeed amazing! I almost broke my hand bones by you!" Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and asked regardless of the noisy horse sounds around him: "Can you avoid it? Just to try the power of the mountain-collapse cannon? Are you not afraid of hurting yourself!"

When he was facing Lin Miao's palm, Mu Wushuang saw Lin Miao's palm slightly turn, and this was indeed a way to remove the palm power of the Bengshan Cannon. However, Lin Miao immediately turned his palm straight and used his strong internal strength to fight Mu Wushuang's Bengshan Cannon head-on. Lin Miao smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, my life is worthless!" Then Lin Miao stared at Mu Wushuang and continued, "You have a word of falling sword. If you hold the sword, I'm sure I will defeat you, but it will take a hundred moves."

After Mu Wushuang nodded and said, she couldn't wait to walk to Lin Miao and said, "It's time to reveal your family's fortune now?" Lin Miao smiled and sighed: "Okay, let's go! Let's talk upstairs!" After saying that, the two of them jumped into the room of Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu. Lin Miao moved his back box, flipped through it for a while, and took out a booklet wrapped in yellow paper.

Mu Wushuang opened the yellow paper with excitement and saw that the four big words "Niu Li Divine Art" were written on the cover of the cowhide, and Bu Helai's name was written under the flying and vigorous big characters. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but be stunned - such a vigorous and free handwriting was matched with such a ridiculous name, but what surprised Mu Wushuang even more was naturally the three words Bu Helai - is this booklet really written by Bu Helai?!

Lin Miao seemed to see Mu Wushuang's doubts, and curled his lips helplessly and said, "Look carefully." Mu Wushuang looked closely and found that there were a few faint handwriting next to Bu Helai that could hardly be seen: "Written by the disciples of the outside world." Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao in confusion, and Lin Miao shook his head and said, "My teacher has always claimed that Bu Helai is his grand master, and I think he is bragging. However, the martial arts here are indeed very powerful. My martial arts are all from this book "Niu Li Divine Arts".

Mu Wushuang smiled and said, "Who can give this name?" "My teacher." Lin Miao said with an indifferent expression. Mu Wushuang looked at the four big words on the cover and asked with some envy: "But this calligraphy is so beautiful! Did it also written by your teacher?" "No, it was written by me." Lin Miao said. Mu Wushuang was stunned when he heard this, then looked up and down Lin Miao and asked, "Rat, even if you sell characters, you should be rich, right? Why do you have to do word tests and fortune telling that you are not good at?"

Lin Miao shook his head and explained, "Didn't I say it? Money comes too quickly and easily can cause disasters. However, my teacher's handwriting is indeed very beautiful, and I learned my calligraphy from him." Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao and stopped talking, but turned to look at the earthen mountains outside the window. At this time, the sun was already passing by. The yellow mountain buns were dotted with a few green spots, and more of the endless yellow sand. Occasionally, strong winds passed by, blowing a piece of smoke and sand, and the sand and dust rolled up in the wind fell silently on the street. The vendors on the street could only clean the goods from time to time to keep the stalls clean.

Mu Wushuang looked at the streets in the distance and sighed and said, "This world is probably like this small town. The clear one cannot clear themselves." Lin Miao glanced at Mu Wushuang with a squinted look, and picked up his arms with some displeasure: "Maybe. If you dislike the name of my secret book, then I will put it away. It's true." Mu Wushuang turned his head and said, "I don't mean this, I just sighed."

Lin Miao turned his eyes and said, "I want to sigh and sigh, and the two girls on the bed! It's really a gift from the vast town to hide these two beautiful girls." Mu Wushuang took a step to block Lin Miao's lustful eyes and said, "Okay, can you change your poor-mouthed problem?" Lin Miao smiled and said, "I can't change it. If I don't tease you now, I will have no chance in the future." Mu Wushuang glared at Lin Miao, then reached out to pick up the Niu Li Divine Art, and flipped a few pages casually.

After turning it over, Mu Wushuang realized that this secret book is profound and the martial arts and techniques recorded in it are extremely mysterious. Compared with the purple elephant magic skills of the Nine Sword Pavilion, they are even better than that. Mu Wushuang slowly closed the book and looked at Lin Miao calmly and asked: "This secret book is so difficult, I'm afraid it really comes from Mr. Bu, but do you understand it?" Lin Miao's eyes rolled around, trying to stretch out his neck to see the sleeping appearance of Long Yubing and Su Xiaoyu. But Mu Wushuang was too tall and wanted to block his sight, so that he could not see anything at all.

Lin Miao could only retract his neck and sighed: "I have read this book since I was a child, and I have known about the things in it for a long time." Mu Wushuang nodded and said, "No wonder you are so powerful!" Lin Miao sat on the chair and said, "Even if I don't know anything about Taoism, I wonder why my talent for Taoism is so frustrated!" Mu Wushuang sat opposite Lin Miao and said, "Okay, your martial arts skills are so good, just be content! By the way, are you sure the Zhou family has gone to Sanche Town?" Lin Miao nodded, and then said with a wicked smile: "No sure."
Chapter completed!