I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 870: Man-made skills

A few days passed.

Yi Lin almost inquired about the news.

It is said that a secret envoy from Qingdu, the imperial concubine, will visit Jingnan City in person, in the name of inspection, secretly discussing important matters with the King of Zhennan.

This is a secret.

The citizens only knew that there was a big man who was coming, so they prepared in advance, saying that they wanted to show off the characteristics of Jingnan City.

Ordinary soldiers also knew that there was a big man from Qingdu, but it was not clear who it was.

As the generals go up, they probably know about this, almost all of them are the confidants of King Zhennan, and they are tight-lipped about it.

"Sure enough, there is no impermeable wall in the world."

When Yi Lin was bored, he played with the "swallowing fire" on his fingertips, thinking about how he should behave in the vortex of this chaotic world.

The unlucky general was brutally invaded by Yi Lin's memory with a "spiritual swallowing fire". His spirit was traumatized, and he has been in a coma and has not yet woken up.

The King of Zhennan naturally fell this matter on the head of the "Apocalypse Assassin".

The emissary of the Empress Dowager is expected to arrive at Jingnan City in the early fourteenth of the Jisheng calendar.

It has been almost a month since now.

...

The middle of the twelfth lunar month.

Daytime.

In Jingnan City, dark clouds cover the top, and heavy snow is like rags.

Yi Lin sneaked into Zhennan Palace again.

At this time, the King of Zhennan was not at home, braved the wind and snow to run the street to hunt for the assassin, very dedicated.

After eating and drinking here for half a month, I can say that I'm more familiar with Zhennan Wangfu than his own.

He went straight to the Dongxiang Bieyuan.

When Yi Lin arrived, he was surprised to find that Senior Brother Jian was very serious and was guiding the younger sister Xia Xiaoman in her practice.

"Your qualifications are good, but your temperament is unstable and needs to be improved. If you have a senior, step into the inner door, just around the corner."

I saw Jian Nanchun set his life flying sword "Thousand Chance" in midair, but sat under the eaves, letting Xia Xiaoman sit in the snow, turning his face blue and cold while vomiting to keep out the cold.

Yi Lin looked complacent, sat down beside Jian Nanchun, and said calmly: "Why do I have to cultivate in the snow? Is there anything special?"

"That's natural," Jian Nanchun was taken aback. He didn't realize when Junior Brother Lin stepped into the Garden, but he then remembered that Junior Brother Lin Yi was favored by Senior Chenbei, and he learned the secret technique of "Tracking the Tail". While admiring, he suddenly realized, replied:

"Cultivation is to go against the sky. Although the monks in the qi receiving stage do not dare to go against the sky, they are more likely to stimulate their potential and break through the realm when they practice in a harsh environment. Junior sister Xia Xiaoman's body is full of aura, and she has been stuck on the nine qi receiving layer. For a period of time, what she lacks now is not clean repairs, but a breakthrough in situ."

"So that's the case!" Yi Lin suddenly realized: "This is what is called... the sky will come to the people, and he must first bite his mind and freeze his skin. If you freeze to death, it is already a blockbuster."

"Good sentence, good sentence!" Jian Nanchun turned around and looked at Junior Brother Lin differently: "Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Lin has such a literary talent."

Yi Lin: "Thank you!"

Swordman: "You should boast or boast!"

Yi Lin: "Ashamed and ashamed!"

Swordman: "Wonderful!"

Yi Lin: "It's okay!"

When the two younger brothers were sitting under the eaves to hide from the snow and doing business blowing each other, Xia Xiaoman, who was sitting alone in the snow, could not help but grow darker, more purple, and pink as he listened to the conversation between the two. Black, black with purple, varied. Suddenly, Xia Xiaoman's bones crackled, and white smoke rose from the Tianling acupuncture point, his breath swelled. The temperament of the whole person was completely different from before.

Under the eaves, the two stopped to flatter at the same time, looked at Xia Xiaoman, and said in unison: "Oh, breakthrough!"

Under the stimulation of the words of the two seniors, Xia Xiaoman finally broke through from the nineth level of receiving Qi to the first level of Qi training. It is gratifying.

In fact, when Yi Lin came, Xia Xiaoman was almost suffocated.

The conversation between Yi Lin and Jian Nanchun was stimulating, which was equivalent to kicking Xia Xiaoman's **** for the last time, allowing her to break through.

Xia Xiaoman angrily ran into the room to boil water and take a bath.

The remaining two brothers and sisters were still sitting under the eaves, chatting with each other.

suddenly.

"In January of the following year, the Empress Dowager will send a secret envoy here to secretly meet the King of Zhennan."

"What? What's the matter?" Jian Nanchun was taken aback, and then shook his ears with his long temples with two fingers, and smiled: "But what does this matter have to do with my Heavenly Sword Gate?"

Yi Lin: "Don't forget the relationship between the little sister and the empress dowager. She hates the empress dowager. Although she is only an emissary, if the little sister learns about it, she might act impulsively."

"Junior Brother Lin is foresight, and what he said is reasonable." Jian Nanchun pondered for a moment and nodded: "Then stay a few more days, we will leave today to meet Junior Sister Chao."

"It's okay, just leave after living almost."

Yi Lin temporarily agreed to this plan.

Since Xia Xiaoman missed his family and didn't want to kill the King of Zhennan, they stayed in the King's Mansion of Zhennan for no reason other than eating and drinking.

Between the two of them, they decided on the follow-up itinerary.

Thinking of Junior Sister Chao Rushuang, thinking of her peerless face, Jian Nanchun's body was as if he had been hit by ice and fire, and his heart was cold and hot.

"Yes, Junior Brother Lin..."

Jian Nanchun was holding the baby son-mother nail in his arms, remembering something, and couldn't help but staring at his younger brother: "Senior brother has something to ask, I don't know the younger brother... can you forgive the brother's presumption?"

Yi Lin vigilantly clutched his chest: "It depends on how presumptuous you are."

"I don't know Senior Chenbei's secret ‘tail line tracking secret technique’, can senior brother learn it?"

It turned out to be this!

Say it early!

Don't use such a misunderstanding look and tone!

Yi Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't expect that Jian Nanchun, as the second master of the Discipline Hall, would be greedy for his stealth skills.

"Unfortunately……"

Yi Lin was about to refuse.

After all, stealth skills are skills granted by the tower, not skills that can be practiced on their own.

But just as Yi Lin had just uttered three words and was about to sever Jian Nanchun's wolf ambitions, Yi Lin was taken aback for a moment, and could not say what followed.

In fact, a long, long, long time ago, Yi Lin had an absurd idea.

Since "skills" are fully mastered and practiced, they can transition to "strengthening" and become the true power of the apostle.

So,

Thinking backwards, can human beings learn a certain "skill" through practice?

Of course, this thought flashed through Yi Lin's mind, but he didn't take it very seriously.

For one thing, the people he had contact with before were all apostles, and they had opportunities in the trials;

Secondly, Yi Lin had no chance to try.

When Jian Nanchun put forward his thoughts, it seemed to activate the switch in Yi Lin's heart, making Yi Lin eager to move.

"Really want to learn?"

Yi Lin was confirming how determined Jian Nanchun was.

"real!"

Jian Nanchun nodded vigorously.

"How real!"

"Compared to the sincerity towards Junior Sister!"

"Great goodness!" Yi Lin patted Jian Nanchun's shoulder hard, revealing an interesting smile: "Since Brother Jian has worked tirelessly, it is different from ordinary people's perseverance and determination, and Chen Bei senior did not mention this peerless technique. If it is not allowed to be passed on, the younger brother will be the master for Senior Chenbei, and will teach you these advanced secret techniques."

"You really deserve to be my good brother!"

Jian Nanchun was overjoyed.

...

Since the showdown has not been completed.

King Zhennan never took the initiative to come to Dongxiang Bieyuan to plot against his niece.

He seemed to be a different person.

In addition to Chengri's search for "unnecessary" Apocalyptic Assassins in the city, he just ordered the maid to come to Dongxiang Bieyuan every day to take orders from Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun, and to deliver food and living supplies on time. The rest of the time is no different from a transparent person.

This really treats their dignified Tianjianmen Golden Core monks and Daqing elder princesses as eating and drinking in Jingnan City!

Xia Xiaoman almost forgot the danger of that day.

Feeling from time to time, the royal family still has family affection in their hearts.

She relented again.

In this regard, Yi Lin does not comment.

He speculated that the King of Zhennan still had a plan against Xia Xiaoman, but he was afraid of Jiannanchun's strength; secondly, he was afraid of the harassment of the "Apocalypse Assassins"; thirdly, the Queen Mother's secret envoy would arrive in Jingnan City, and the king of Zhennan At present there is no time to pay attention to Xia Xiaoman; for the past four years, Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun brothers and sisters, apart from eating and drinking, no other special actions.

Therefore, Xia Xiaoman and the Zhennan king had just created such a strange and peaceful situation.

...

Yi Lin was so happy.

He began to try to teach Jian Nanchun in his own way.

Yi Lin was wondering whether he could use the monk's way to reproduce the "following the shadow" effect.

today,

sunny.

The cold winter is here, the sky is dry and things are dry, and the cold wind is biting.

Jian Nanchun was meditating silently in the middle of the courtyard~www.readwn.com~ closing her eyes tightly.

The multifunctional flying sword "Thousand Chances" hovered in the air dutifully, acting as a facade.

Xia Xiaoman was sitting under the eaves, on the plate by his feet, holding a hot plate of bait, and making a pot of hot tea. While eating, she curiously stared at the motionless Senior Brother Sword in the courtyard, and Senior Brother Lin who circled around the Senior Brother Sword.

"The tail-tracking technique, as the name suggests, the main point of practice lies in one word-‘shadow’!"

Yi Lin walked around behind Jian Nanchun, breathing in a white mist like a dragon, calling behind Jian Nanchun.

The technique of tail-tracking?

As the name suggests?

Is it "shadow"?

Jian Nanchun closed his eyes and listened, always feeling that there was something wrong with this.

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