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Chapter 3 Heavenly Fan

What exactly happened?

For a moment, Long Ao couldn't react, why was it so easy to condense the internal strength in his body?

If so, it would be fine. The problem now is that he not only successfully condensed his internal strength, but also formed a state of endless circulation in his dantian.

what does that mean?

In the dantian, internal strength forms a state of continuous circulation, which means that the cultivation level has officially reached the seventh level of internal strength.

Among the acquired martial artists, the fourth level of internal strength and the seventh level of internal strength are two watersheds respectively. Countless people are stuck in these two levels. You can imagine how difficult it is to break through the seventh level of internal strength.

After ten years of persistence, I have never been able to succeed. Why make a breakthrough?

Long Ao was completely confused and had no idea what was going on. Happiness seemed to come too quickly, as if he was hit directly on his head by a pie. If his heart was not good, he might be killed directly.

"Hahaha, I finally reached the seventh level of internal strength, hahahaha."

At this moment, Long Ao laughed wildly, because the ancestral hall was located in the deepest part and no one heard it. In this way, after ten years of persistence and hard work, he finally saw the reward. Such a mood, people who have never experienced it will not understand.

I laughed wildly for three minutes.

Long Ao, who stopped, began to practice the Balong Fist. For the first time in ten years, he felt that he seemed to have endless power. The Balong Fist was in his hand, and the strength of the dance was incomparable to the previous one.

Suddenly, the internal strength was condensed and the cycle was formed. Long Ao had long forgotten about Long Ying and Xiao Yin, and his fists were tightly clenched, and the excitement in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Long'an, Long Zheng, Long Fang, tomorrow morning, I want to tell you that I am not a waste, I am stronger than you."

Suddenly, Long Ao's eyes froze, and the expression on his face was very strange.

"Nine-turning reincarnation techniques, one-turning reincarnation, the nine changes in the heavenly mystery."

At this moment, a piece of information appeared in Long Ao's mind, which was a martial arts practice method. This martial arts is called the Nine Revolutions of the Cyprus, which has a total of nine turns. The first transformation is called Tianxuan Nine Changes.

Although he didn't know where the martial arts that suddenly appeared in his mind came from, Long Ao was still surprised because he could feel how powerful the martial arts that suddenly appeared in his mind was.

He did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to practice the Nine-Turn Reincarnation Sect that appeared in his mind.

The next day, the dawn of the morning had just shone on the earth. Before the rooster could crow, Long An, Long Zheng, Long Fang and Long Qianqian had already gotten up early and walked towards the direction of the Long Family Ancestral Hall.

All four of them were very energetic, perhaps for what was about to happen.

The geniuses of the past are now being trampled on by them. The envy, jealousy and hatred of the past has turned into the increasingly severe bullying now, just to vent their displeasure.

I can't stand others better than myself.

"Brother Jiu, wait for us to go. If Lao Qi hasn't cleaned it up yet, we must teach him a lesson. I thought of a new trick last night. You must have never even heard of it before."

Looking at Long Fang with a wicked smile, Long Qianqian asked anxiously: "Old Twelve, what is the new trick? Tell me quickly. When I think about being able to bully that trash, I feel an indescribable pleasure in my heart."

Nodding with deep understanding, Long Fang said coldly: "I thought about it all night, and I finally came up with it. My new trick is very simple, it is the sky fan."

"Tianfan? Lao Twelve, what does the Tianfan mean?"

The three of them were a little confused and didn't know what the Tianfan was about. Long Fang smiled mysteriously and said, "The Tianfan means very simple. It means that the four of us look for Lao Qi every day, slap the face every day, and slap the face every day. Isn't this the Tianfan?"

Puchi.

When Long Fang heard Long Fang's explanation to the Tianfan, Long Qianqian couldn't help but laughed directly. The other two were also very funny. She felt that the Tianfan she had come up with was simply amazing, as she was the twelfth brother.

In this way, before they knew it, the four of them had already arrived in front of the ancestral hall.

The four of them dared not kick the door randomly, otherwise they would have wanted to be severely punished by their second uncle. Long Qianqian gently pushed open the door and the four of them entered one after another, but the next scene almost caused the four of them to go completely.

At this moment, the entire ancestral hall was messy everywhere. Not only were the leaves all over the ground, but when you stepped on it, you could also step on the mud marks. What's more, the tablets on the pedestal were crooked. If the second uncle discovered this, they would have to lose their skin even if they didn't die.

"Lao Qi, get out of here, I'm going to kill you."

The four people now had anger on their faces, and they wanted to find Long Ao immediately and remove the other party from being scattered. If they had known this, they would never let the other party clean the ancestral hall, and it would be like the more they cleaned it up.

"Who is calling me, wow!"

A lazy and stretching sound rang out, and Long Ao walked out slowly from behind the cabinet. Looking at the scene in front of him, he seemed a little surprised and asked, "Who did this? It's so uncommon."

Who did it?

The four of them were almost angry to death by the other party's words. Long An asked with a sneer: "Lao Qi, tell the truth, were you doing this here?"

"Wait, I think about it, oh, by the way, I almost forgot."

Long Ao lowered his head and began to ponder, as if he was thinking about something, ignoring the murderous eyes of the four people.

"Your uncle, have you thought about it? Do you want me to use the sky fan to help you think about it?"

"Sky Fan?" Long Ao seemed to be a little confused about the meaning of the Tian Fan, and looked at the four people in front of him in confusion.

When the four of them thought of the sky fan, they couldn't help it. In order to make the other party even more afraid and worried, Long Fang deliberately said: "Lao Qi, I came up with an excellent trick last night, which is the sky fan."

"Old Twelve, let me say it."

Long Qianqian's face was full of contempt and mockery, and she said coldly: "Lao Qi, listen well, the heavenly fan is just a slap you every day. If you are obedient, we may be in a good mood and slap gently, but if you are disobedient."

“So what?”

"So what? Then you can only go out to see people in the shape of a pig's head every day," Long An looked helpless, but there was a wicked smile on his lips.

"Pig Head? So this is the sky fan."

He looked like he suddenly realized his mind. At this time, Long Ao suddenly moved, slap... One after another, before the four of them could react, a pig-killing scream instantly sounded. Then, Long Fang covered his cheek and screamed in pain.
Chapter completed!
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