The poor blood spirit sheep was grabbed by Lao Ding, and it had given up its resistance.

When Zhang Ying listened to Lao Ding's words, he naturally knew what he was alluding to.

Lao Ding didn't care what he had learned, and continued, "Today's hunting ends here. This bloody spirit sheep contains a lot of blood and energy. It is a unique spirit beast in Wohu Mountain. If you have nothing to do, you can try to catch it."

After he finished speaking, he took a step back.

The next morning, Qian Qiang ate the stewed Blood Spirit Sheep. The whole blood spirit sheep was stewed in the pot without looking too big. The mutton tasted delicious and was very suitable for people like Qian Qiang who were weak.

After breakfast, Qian Qiang was helped out by Qian Xing'er to bask in the sun, while Zhang Ying was stopped by Lao Ding.

"Boy, I saw that you didn't seem to have any rules when you were on the road yesterday. Have you not learned any martial arts?"

Zhang Ying shook her head and said, "I have learned a few martial arts, but I'm just not good at running."

When Lao Ding heard this, he smiled and said, "Since that's the case, do you want to learn a martial art suitable for escaping?"

When Zhang Ying heard this, she said a little surprised: "Senior wants to teach me martial arts?"

Lao Ding smiled and said, "It's not that I want to teach you, but that I'm entrusted by someone."

He continued: "I have a martial art called "Running the Tiger Leg". This is a leg skill, which can naturally be used to escape. How about it? Do you want to learn it?"

Of course Zhang Ying wants to learn it, so the so-called skill is too strong and does not suppress others.

He immediately said, "Zhang Ying thanked Senior."

But the old Ding smiled cunningly and said, "Don't worry, thank me for it first. I will only teach you once. How much you can learn is your ability. This martial art is one of the few leg skills among tiger martial arts. I also took a lot of effort when I got it. If Qian Ping hadn't been plagued by hard, I wouldn't have passed it to you. Teaching you once was already my biggest concession."

When Zhang Ying heard this, he could understand Lao Ding's meaning. He nodded and said, "Yes, seniors teach you once, and the rest depends on my own understanding."

Lao Ding smiled and said, "It's not that absolute. I personally like drinking. If you can get good wine, I might teach you a little more."

Zhang Ying just nodded and said, "Senior, please give me some advice."

So Lao Ding began to say: "My leg skills are the most important thing, the body is flexible. The tiger is powerful, but it does not mean that the tiger is not flexible. Now I will demonstrate it to you..."

As he said that, he began to practice the martial arts of running the tiger's legs.

Who said he was just teaching it once? But Lao Ding is a man with a sharp tongue and a slander. He still taught it very hard in this time.

This teaching starts from morning to evening. With his strong understanding, Zhang Ying learned almost everything, and the rest is practice.

"Are you sure you learned it?" Lao Ding said with a strange expression, "It will be difficult for me to teach you again after this time. Are you sure you learned it?"

Zhang Ying nodded and said, "Yes, but I still want to practice it and ask my senior to correct my mistakes."

After saying that, Zhang Ying practiced the tiger's legs on the spot. This leg method is flexible and fast, but it is not lacking in the ferocity of the tiger and its power is heavy.

Halfway through the drill, Zhang Ying heard Lao Ding interrupt him: "Okay, okay! I know you have learned it. You can get a master."

His tone was a little depressed. This leg skills were still difficult, but why did this person learn so quickly?

He thought about it again, was it because he taught it too well?

With this thought of gaining and losing, he turned around and left Zhang Ying.

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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Ying and others stayed in the manor in the mountains for three months.

The mountains are lush and the hot sun shines brightly above. It is already midsummer, and you can hear cicadas outside the window and frogs cry at night.

At this time in Guangjin City, a young man followed a middle-aged man on the street.

The boy dressed simply and looked around with the middle-aged man, and seemed to have never seen such a prosperous scene.

The middle-aged man walked forward for a while and suddenly felt that his apprentice was walking slower and slower. He said a little dissatisfied: "Li'er, why did he walk so slowly?"

Jiang Li shuddered when he heard the master's voice, and he immediately trotted up and said, "I'm sorry, Master."

The master saw him and said, "The important thing about practicing martial arts is to cultivate the mind. You don't think so yet, but I hope you will pay attention to spiritual practice from now on."

"Yes, master!" Jiang Li was as good as a stream of good deeds.

"Let's go, this prosperity is just vain, and these are all yours in the future." The master said, turning around and continuing to move forward.

When Jiang Li heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He hurriedly followed the master.

The two walked through the streets and alleys and came outside a large mansion. The middle-aged man walked to the doorman and said, "Tell your head, and I will say Tie Wuwang has arrived."

The doorman looked him up and down, and saw that he was dressed normally, and he felt a little lazy. He was about to say something, but then he saw the man revealing his orange eyes and shouted at him: "Go quickly!"

He was kicked by these eyes, and his whole body was shocked, and his heart suddenly felt a little scattered. He quickly said, "I'll go now! I'll go now!" After that, he rolled and crawled away.

It seemed that this man gave him a great shock.

Jiang Li behind him is no longer surprised. He can do this trick of killing, but he is not that strong.

Not long after, a man in luxury came hurriedly. He glanced at the middle-aged man and immediately smiled, "It's Master Iron, please come in!"

Tie Wuwang nodded and walked inside with Jiang Li.

Not long after, the three of them sat in the hall. The main screen of Jiangjia family left someone else and said to Tie Wuwang: "The master is finally here. The weather is getting hotter and those things are about to come..."

Tie Wuwang glanced at him, interrupted him and said, "What are you anxious about? All of these are in the plan."

The head of the Jiang family smiled bitterly. How could he not be anxious? Once those things hatch, they will not recognize them.

Tie Wuwang continued: "The time is not yet ripe. Let's concentrate the insect eggs and suppress them again with ice. The battle will start in early autumn, and it's too early."

The head of the Jiang family shook his head and said, "This can't stand it for three months. Even in the ice cellar, the ice cubes are not infinitely preserved. Moreover, those things will emit calories when they move. The floating ice has been consumed, and now they are almost useless."

When Tie Wuwang heard this, he sneered and cursed: "Your failure is not without reason! You are as timid as a mouse, looking forward and backward. You can't do anything well."

When the head of the Jiang family heard Tie Wuwang scolding him, although he was angry, he could only hold it in his heart.

At this time, I only saw Tie Wuwang take out a box from his arms and say, "This is innate cold iron. Although it is only a small piece, the coldness emits is enough to suppress the insect eggs for three months."

He put the box at hand and said, "This box is sealed with my blood. Don't open it easily, otherwise I won't care if it freezes."

The head of the Jiang family nodded and said, "Master Tie is going out for this."

Tie Wuwang nodded and said, "This thing can only be nurtured in the cold underground veins of Qingliang Mountain." He paused, pointed to Jiang Li sitting beside him and said, "It is also because of this that I discovered a genius there."

He sneered and said, "The owner of Hudangguan is simply incompetent now. Such a genius will be buried in the lower villa."

When the head of the Jiang family heard this, he immediately catered to him: "That's right, how can that old guy Guan Heqi compare with you..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Tie Wuwang's orange-yellow eyes looking at him. He was frightened by the cold and cold eyes, and he didn't say the second half of his words.

I only heard Tie Wuwang say lightly: "No matter what he is, he is also a Wuzong, and you can't help but comment on people like you."

"Yes, yes!" The Jiang family's eldest son's forehead was covered with cold sweat and he nodded quickly.

"Okay, let's arrange a place for us." Tie Wuwang said at the end.

The two were arranged in a small courtyard. Tie Wuwang called Jiang Li and said, "During this period, you can practice with peace of mind. But the master is not a ruthless person. If you are tired of practicing, you can take a proper rest. But don't be fooled by the Guangjin City Flower World."

When Jiang Li heard the master say this, he immediately said excitedly: "Yes! I understand."

After all, he is still a young man, not as good as an old man like Zhang Ying, who is over 300 years old, and he is still very active and fun in his heart.

At night, the eldest son of the Jiang family came to find Jiang Li.

Although both of them had surnames Jiang, they had nothing to do with each other. However, the first thing Jiang Tiantai, the eldest son of the Jiang family, said when he saw Jiang Li was: "Brother, we all have surnames Jiang, and we will have brothers to match each other in the future!"

The eldest son of the Jiang family posed with him and went to the largest brothel in Guangjin City at night, allowing Jiang Li to see the soft and fragrant touch.

On the other side, Zhang Ying fell asleep amid the frog's cry.

Time continues to pass, and September is coming in a blink of an eye, which is the beginning of autumn.

There is a big event in Guangjin City in September, which is the introduction ceremony of the Tiger Dang Temple. At this time of year, people in the city can go to the Tiger Dang Temple to test their bloodlines. If the bloodline is tested, they can enter the Tiger Dang Temple to practice.

For those ordinary people, this may be their only path to the upper level.

In addition to recruiting the lowest-level disciples, the introductory ceremony will also assess the disciples of the ninth-level warriors selected from various branches.

In branches everywhere, they do not have the ability to promote the 9th level of warriors to martial arts, only when they reach the Tiger Dang Temple.

Therefore, everyone who practices to the ninth level of warrior will come to the Tiger Temple.

On the first day of September, the mountain road was crowded with people. Because Zhang Ying and Qian Qiang lived at the foot of the mountain, they arrived at Hudang Temple very early and avoided the surging crowd.

People on the ninth floor of warriors like Zhang Ying do not have to squeeze together with those who are waiting for blood tests.

They were taken to a side hall where they would further authenticate their identities.

In fact, authentication is very simple, it is to practice the Crouching Tiger Movement and Static Art. A monk who has been practicing this technique naturally has a very profound attainment. Combining the identity token and recommendation letter, he can distinguish a person's authenticity.

In addition to Zhang Ying, there were more than a dozen samurai people on the ninth level. Some of these people have entered middle age, and some are even gray-haired. Although these people have almost exhausted their potential, there is no age limit for Hu Dangguan, so they can still take a try.
Chapter completed!