Martial Arts: the Text of the Cultivation Method of Immortal Cultivation is Deduced at the Beginning

　　"I want to see if that tiger child can become a talent. If you have a decent temperament, then I'll give you a chance."

　　Hiding his tracks, Chen Changsheng's figure landed on the roof of Wang Tianhe's house, and a divine thought floated into the room, listening to the conversation between the father and son of the Wang family.

　　"Huzi, do you blame Daddy?"

　　Wang Tianhe sat on the chair and looked at the silent young man in front of him.

　　The young man was dressed in black, handsome and high-spirited, and there seemed to be a hint of youthful chivalry between his flying eyebrows.

　　"Child dare not!"

　　At this moment, hearing Wang Tianhe's words, the young man lowered his head slightly and replied softly.

　　"Don't you dare?"

　　Wang Tianhe sighed, "I know you're still holding your breath. You don't think I should give Tie Zhu the quota, but leave it to you, right?"

　　"no!"

　　The teenager raised his head and looked at Wang Tianhe calmly, "Father, actually... you don't think your son is worse than others, but you are repaying your kindness. Right?"

　　Speaking of this, the young man smiled and said, "The husband has a clear sense of grievance and grievance. My father was brought up by his second uncle. Without his second uncle, my father would probably have died long ago.

　　"As long as the father doesn't think that his son is worse than others, that's fine! Even if he can't step into the fairy gate, the child will be able to get ahead in the world just like his father!"

　　The young man raised his head calmly.

　　"Okay! As expected of my Wang Tianhe's son! Tianhe Swordsman has a successor!"

　　Wang Tianhe stood up with a face full of relief and laughed.

　　"Hehe, what the hell is the Tianhe Swordsman?"

　　Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head, "This young man is worthy of creation, and he deserves this destiny! Then I'll give you a chance!" begging.

Chapter 463

　　The opportunity for Wang Lin to worship Hengyuezong originally belonged to Wang Yue.

　　Although the foundation of Wang Lin's rise came from the "Tian Nizhu", his worship in the Hengyue Sect was the root of everything.

　　"One is the Lord of Heaven's Rebellion, and the other is the Lord of Destiny. You two brothers, what will happen in the future? It's exciting!"

　　However, the time when Wang Lin obtained the Tian Ni Pearl was still after being repatriated by Heng Yue Zong.

　　"Old Demon Wang, you haven't got your Tian Nizhu yet. Your brother's Destiny Orb is about to get it."

　　Chen Changsheng smiled and left Wang Tianhe's house with a flick of his body.

　　"It's time to create just the right opportunity."

　　Chen Changsheng stood in the forest, his spiritual sense swept through the forest and found a target.

　　That is a tiger.

　　"As a young man who likes to dance with knives and make sticks, you have been practicing martial arts for many years but have not tried your skills. You must have been eager to try it. Unfortunately, your father did not give you a chance."

　　Chen Changsheng turned his head and glanced in the direction of Wang Tianhe's house, hehe smiled, "After ten years of sharpening a sword, Frostblade has never tried it. So... I'll give you a chance to try your hand at it."

　　Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand, and an invisible force directly captured the tiger to his side.

　　"Ow..."

　　"Don't be noisy!"

　　Just as the tiger was about to roar, Chen Changsheng flicked his finger and knocked the tiger unconscious.

　　"Young hero, big bug of fist town. This is a very suitable script."

　　Chen Changsheng smiled slightly and took out a crystal clear bead.

　　"The Destiny Pearl has been prepared, and the script has been made. The rest is to wait for the good show to start."

　　……

　　three days later.

　　Wang Tianhe went out to deal with some business matters, and had already gone out two days ago.

　　A young man named Huzi and Wang Yue, who dances with a knife and sticks at home, practices martial arts, and is looking forward to one day being able to try his skills and be a superhero.

　　And then...the chance to try it out.

　　"Tiger! There is a tiger in Nanshan!"

　　"Yeah! Wang San'er was almost eaten by a tiger when he was picking firewood."

　　Young Wang Yue, while practicing martial arts, suddenly heard a lot of talk from the villagers outside.

　　"tiger?"

　　Wang Yue's eyes flashed with light, and he clenched his fists tightly, "Practicing martial arts, in addition to strengthening your body, naturally you have to be chivalrous and righteous to keep one side safe!"

　　The young man found a very dignified reason for himself in his heart, then took down a strong bow, carried a pot of feather arrows, hung a waist knife, and carried a long spear.Bravely, he stepped out of the house.

　　"Is it Nanshan?"

　　After Wang Yue went out fully armed, he headed straight for Nanshan.

　　Not long after, Wang Yue came to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

　　"Ouch..."

　　A tiger roar came from the mountain, Wang Yue paused, looked up at Nanshan, and his face became serious, "There are really tigers."

　　"Father often said, before you win anything, you must first consider losing. When walking in the rivers and lakes, be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years! But I can't be reckless and careless."

　　Wang Yue looked around, got an idea in his heart, and plunged into the forest.

　　All the way forward, Wang Yue did not immediately rush towards the place where the tiger roared, but kept observing the terrain. At some key points, he laid traps and left a retreat.

　　After two hours or so, Wang Yue had already selected a suitable battlefield and prepared various countermeasures.

　　Then, it's time to fight the tiger.

　　Hunting a wild deer nearby, Wang Yue waved his knife to open the deer's belly, letting the blood flow out of the deer and the strong bloody smell.

　　Wang Yue himself held his breath and hid in a big tree, waiting for the arrival of the tiger.

　　"Sure enough!"

　　Not long after, there was a slight shaking sound in the bushes, and a tiger about ten feet long was lying low in the bushes and sneaked over gently.

　　Holding a feather arrow in his hand, Wang Yue held his breath and slowly drew the longbow. The sharp feather arrow was aimed at the tiger.

　　"call out!"

　　When the tiger stepped out of the bushes, the sharp arrow left the string, and a little cold light flew out.

　　"Ow..."

　　Strong bow and sharp arrow, one arrow hit the tiger's neck.

　　However, such an arrow did not kill the tiger.

　　The tiger roared in pain and turned to look in the direction of the arrow.

　　"kill!"

　　Wang Yue jumped down from the big tree, raised his spear in his hand, and stabbed the tiger fiercely.

　　"puff!"

　　The spear passed through and pinned the tiger to the ground.

　　"cut!"

　　Letting go of the spear, Wang Yue waved his hand and pulled out his waist knife. The sharp edge of the blade pierced through the air, and with one slash, the tiger's neck was cut open by more than half, and he died instantly.

　　"Huh...huh..."

　　Leaning on the waist knife, Wang Yue was panting tiredly, and a radiant smile appeared on his face.

　　"This tiger skin is quite good, just take it back and use it as a cushion for daddy."

　　If you fight a tiger, of course you have to collect the spoils...  

　　After resting for a while, Wang Yue took out a short knife from his waist and began to skin and eviscerate his prey.

　　"Huh? What is this?"

　　When dealing with the prey, Wang Yue found a gray bead in the belly of the tiger.

　　The bead looked cloudy and worthless, no better than a pebble.

　　but……

　　When Wang Yue saw the bead, he found that the bead was actually absorbing tiger blood, and the faster it was absorbed.In the end, the whole tiger was left with a tiger skin and a pile of dry bones.

　　It seems that the tiger's vitality has been absorbed by the bead, and on the bead, runes like small tadpoles light up slightly.

　　"What is this?"

　　Immortal cultivators are not uncommon in this world. Wang Yue's father, Wang Tianhe, is also a man in the rivers and lakes. Wang Yue heard his father talk about all kinds of fairy legends since he was a child.

　　Seeing the lit runes, seeing the abnormal appearance of the whole tiger with dry flesh, how could Wang Yue still not know that he has picked up a treasure?

　　"This must be the magic weapon of the cultivator!"

　　Wang Yue's heart burst into ecstasy, and he quickly wrapped the beads and put them in the quiver.

　　"This should be the fairy fate that my father said!"

　　"I didn't expect to lose the opportunity to worship Hengyuezong, but I got immortal fate from here."

　　Wang Yue was very happy with this harvest.

　　This bead must be the treasure of the immortal cultivator. Even if he can't use it himself, it is definitely no problem to exchange it for a chance to worship the immortal gate.

　　"Oh, yes, the opportunity has arrived, and the tiger-fighting hero has also been born!"

　　Chen Changsheng sat on the rock at the top of the mountain, and when he saw this, he nodded in satisfaction.