MTL - Scriptures of the Great Emperor-Chapter 5 Stone engraving

In a sandwich room of the stone house, Lin Biao sat in the disk and placed a few stone carvings in front of him.

Every family has its own heritage, and the “pseudo-family” in the village of Lin Family is no exception.

The four stone carvings in front of him are the foundation of the Lin family.

Four methods of blood condensing!

Lin Biao feels a little bit guilty. The stone house represents too many things. It is not just a house. It is also a resource. Just like this method of martial arts, it is extremely precious to ordinary villagers. It only shows enough talent. It is possible to be given by the village, otherwise they will work hard and have no way to get it.

Lin family, there are four.

This should be what they want.

He can even imagine that the big guys standing behind this incident are by no means the villagers.

Those people will not take the house for no reason, and it makes no sense to do that.

It’s impossible to vent, one or two people may be, but it’s impossible for so many people to go crazy together, unless the Lin family has done anything that hurts the world, and the wall pushes everyone down.

However, as far as he observes, although Lin’s family is not highly respected, there is no such situation.

Then the only explanation is that Lin Jia, there are some people who want to get something!

Thinking of this, Lin Biao took a deep breath and calmed down...

If Lin family really has what they want, then he will know who the other person is sooner or later.

After all, those people have planned for two or three years or more, and it is impossible to give up because of his appearance, either to take advantage of it or to make it more subtle, but as long as there is no success, there will be a day when the picture is poor.

"People don't commit me, I don't commit crimes."

Silence for a long time, Lin Biao thought so, and then his eyes fell on the stone in front of him.

"The blood of the human race is low, no bigger than the big family. Only by breaking through the blood and blood, and getting through the blood, can you become a soldier and go on the road of practice."

He recited the method of stone carving and began to practice.

Gradually, in his gaze, the little fluorescence in the air began to collect into his body, and every time the fluorescence faded, he felt a little cool...

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and even clearly felt that his strength was growing a little.

Generally speaking, in this world, the strength of mortals cannot exceed a thousand pounds. However, after condensing the blood of the soldiers, every time you get through a blood, it’s just a thousand kilograms. The body is full of twelve classics, and it’s completely open. That’s it. jin!

Therefore, it is awesome to break through the **** hunting team soldiers. No matter which one they are, the strength is far beyond ordinary people.

And this is only theoretically, in fact, the six seriousness can be small, the small blood circulation, the endless life, the twelve seriousness, the blood circulation, the extravagance, the added strength is far from the simple Simple, really in the blood of the soldiers to the peak, it is 30,000 pounds of force is normal.

Three thousand pounds, put on the earth, that is fifteen tons!

Such a presence, there are countless masters in a few thousand miles, even if placed in the tribe, it is impossible to ignore...

In Yanshi Village, there are two soldiers with great military abilities, one is the chief of the patriarch, the other is the deputy commander of the hunting team, and the same is the patriarch of Zhu Mingyu!

After a short time, he opened his eyes and the weak energy disappeared in vitro.

Looking at the four stone carvings in front of his knees, he hesitated.

For ordinary villagers, it is a gift of the law to have a method of martial arts. If there is hope, they will embark on the road of practice and become a hunting team warrior.

There are four kinds of art methods...

It’s really a happy life...

He shook his head with a smile. He had already tried all the methods on the four stone carvings. Although it was all effective, there was not much difference between them. It should be regarded as the same level of military condensing.

"The stone carving on the left is not suitable for me. The blood of the repair is too feminine. The right side is too violent. Too extreme things generally have fatal flaws. You can't lightly choose them. In the middle, these two..."

The method of the four stone carvings is essentially not high or low, and he can only choose the one that suits him.

He finally chose the stone carving on the left side of the middle. The above picture depicts a giant standing on the ground. He holds the picture of the open axe. Below is the method of condensing the blood of the soldiers. The blood of the condensed soldiers is extremely overbearing and powerful.

Overbearing, powerful!

Just like the giant in the sky, there is a kind of temperament!

and many more…

He suddenly saw it.

Condensing the blood of the soldiers not only needs the corresponding method, but the most important is the image of the vision. The images of the thoughts originated from the twelve classics that were passed down from ancient times, which is the foundation of the practice. This is impossible.

Although the second uncle of the little fat man is a dead house, but the last time he went out is to pursue a breakthrough. He is the method that the brain is pumping and it is impossible to bring no thoughts. Otherwise, is it not funny?

Thinking of this, Lin Biao immediately pulled out a tortoise shell from the animal skin pocket.

This tortoiseshell was found in the ashes. Until the moment of death, the little uncle of the little fat man hides it on his body. It must be extremely precious. In addition to the texture of the tortoise shell itself, there are also dense texts on it. Together, it seems to be a pattern.

“Is it a vision?”

Looking at the tortoise shell, Lin Biao is also a bit uncertain.

But in addition to this tortoise shell, he couldn't think of anything else. After all, the ashes of that place were meant to be hidden, and there was no way to hide them. Time could make the bones decay, but things like stone carvings would not disappear.

It’s just that the words on this tortoise shell are too esoteric. The words on the stone carvings are still good. Although they are very old, they are similar to the Chinese oracle bones. With archaeological knowledge, they can barely recognize the meaning, but For this tortoiseshell, there is really no way.

"You can only ask people."

He took the tortoise shell into the bag and took out the square Ding Ding again.

Since drinking the red droplets, his strength has been growing, and even the small Ding has not been able to take it, but now he has placed Ding in the animal skin pocket, and he has no feeling. Even he does not know his current. How strong is the strength.

"not good!"

At this moment, through Xiaoding, he saw the scene outside, his face suddenly changed, and immediately pushed the stone door and went out. Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net