Just when Wu Gui and Han Xiaoxuan were both stunned and stood there but had not come back to their senses for a long time, Zilong and Xiaoka had already rushed out of Xiao Wu Village.

After a night of rest, the injuries Zilong suffered last night had already been healed under his amazing recovery ability. Several wounds on Zilong's body and the cheeks that were cut by Ye Song's efforts last night were not even found at this moment. The newly grown skin was as smooth and full as the skin of a newborn baby.

As for the meridian pain and mental fatigue caused by forcibly using Tianjue, all of them disappeared with the gains brought by Linglong Fruit and breaking through to a new realm.

Zilong now can be said to be full of energy and full of energy.

Zilong and Xiaoka were running fast in the wilderness. In a quarter of an hour, Zilong and Xiaoka left the countryside and came to the wilderness that intersected with the outer edge of the Warcraft Mountains.

“Oh~oh~”

Zilong ran in the wilderness, looking happy and screaming all the way, looking very excited.

Hearing this, the ghost in the black ring came and said lightly:

"It sounds like a ghost, are you so excited?"

Listening to the sound of the ghost in the black ring, Zilong stopped running and instead walked slowly. He gasped and delivered the sound to the ghost:

"I'm finally going to start practicing, of course I'm excited! I've been waiting for a long time."

The ghost in the black ring was undeniable. He just whispered lightly and asked Zilong again:

"Last night, your way of stealing the storage ring from Ye Song's hand was the legendary ghost hand picking technique, right?"

Listening to the ghost's question, Zilong's face turned dark first, and then said angrily:

"What does stealing mean? I'm obviously picking!"

"Is there any difference?" asked Ghost with an indifferent look on his face.

"Of course it's different. Stealing is a gain without effort, while 'picking' is the fruit of victory obtained through your own labor. If you think Ye Song wanted to kill me, I was defeated by me in the end. I didn't take his life. I just 'picked' and took his storage ring. I was already kind enough to him!"

Listening to Zilong's fallacy, Ghost looked like he lost:

"Okay, whatever you want! But I was surprised. I didn't expect you to be able to pick astrology with ghost hands. This is an amazing martial art. It is quite famous in the entire original world. By the way, which level have you practiced?"

Zilong scratched his head and replied weakly:

"Well... Ghost Hand Star Picking Technique has nine levels. I just practiced the first level, and it has almost no use in combat. It can only make some thieves while others are not paying attention, that's all."

"Do you know! The Ghost Hand Star Picking Technique is a famous heavenly martial art, and it is a legendary martial art! You have only practiced the first level, you should be stupid!" Ghost said with some regret.

Compared to the excitement of the ghost, Zilong looked relaxed. Zilong crossed his hands, gently held his head from behind, and walked back:

"This is normal. We ghost disciples have a wide range of knowledge and know a little about everything in almost all fields. However, ghost disciples have specialized in their professions, and each of us has a direction for practice. Take me as an example, what I focus on is medical skills."

"In three years, I have learned all the medical skills of the Ghost Sect except for the Thirteen Needles of Gongsun. As for the others, such as the Ghost Hand-picking Star Art, the Ghost Seal, the Yin-Yang Eight-Pole Array, and the Hundred-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-Hori-

Listening to Zilong's explanation, the ghost in the black ring fell into deep thought:

"So that's how it is. The old men of the Ghost Sect are probably afraid that their disciples will not be able to chew too much. Indeed, as long as Zilong mentioned the Ghost Sect picking technique, the Ghost Sect Seal and other ghosts, as long as they are proficient in one sect, they will be quite amazing. After all, these are all unique skills that are famous in the entire original world. The foundation of the Ghost Sect is really ashamed..."

Regarding the ancient human sect of the Ghost Sect, Ghost has only heard of some rumors. It knows that each generation of Ghost Sect will have three ghost soldiers guarding the entire Ghost Sect. Including the three ghost soldiers, there were only six or seven people at a young age, and there were only a dozen people. But even such a small group of people is an existence that no force dares to underestimate in the four major lands of the Origin World...

This can be seen from the acupuncture techniques, martial arts, formations, or military books that Zilong just revealed. Any one of what Zilong said is a great magical power that shocked the entire origin world.

According to legend, the disciples of the Ghost Sect are strictly screened, and they are all people with outstanding talents in some aspects. After entering the door, the three ghost soldiers of the Ghost Sect will take turns to train them. Finally, they decide the field they specialize in and provide one-on-one guidance... There is no one in a day, the supreme master, and the extraordinary skills. Under such conditions, it is no wonder that every disciple who comes out of the Ghost Sect is a dragon and a phoenix among people, and a hero among the people...

Listening to the ghost who suddenly disappeared, Zilong asked through a voice:

"Ghost? Are you listening to me? I only know that the dala is at the extreme of the north, but you haven't told me yet how to go?"

Listening to Zilong's voice, the ghost came back to his senses from his thoughts, and it dedicated to Zilong indifferently, saying:

"Avoid the town, you walk along the periphery of the Mountains of Warcraft, heading north, and you'll be the end of the day."

Listening to the ghost's simple and crude guidance, Zilong first swallowed and then asked:

"Walking along the Warcraft Mountains, wouldn't it take a long way to go? It's time to the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month?"

"One month! With your current course and cultivation, you will be walking through the Warcraft Mountains. In a month, it will be almost here." The ghost said lightly.

"It will take one month to go, it's too long. I want to start practicing quickly. Can we find a transportation town and just do a flying monster to rush over? If you fly in a flying monster in a straight line, you should be able to arrive in at most two days." Zilong asked tentatively.

And the ghost shook his head and said:

"Do you think that only in the travada land is considered a practice? Let me tell you, with your current level of fourth-level cultivation, if you want to pass through the outer edge of the Warcraft Mountains in one month and reach the travada land directly, this is a considerable test. Even the fifth-level king cannot guarantee that he can pass through the outer edge of the Warcraft Mountains safely and reach the travada land directly."

Zilong waved his hand and said disapprovingly:

"When I was at the Ghost Gate, I had a lot of survival training in the Warcraft Mountains. For others, the Warcraft Mountains were full of dangers and murderous intent at every step, but for me, all kinds of Warcraft were just walking ingredients."

Hearing the sound, the ghost first said 'oh', and then said with something in his words:

"Yes, that's the best, haha."

At the end of his speech, the ghost smiled quite gloomy, which made Zilong's back feel cold. A vague premonition arose in Zilong's heart.

"You can't speak this ghost well? It's like an old ghost crawling out of a dry well, making people feel creepy." Zilong complained in his heart.

Zilong stopped and looked around, using some small means to distinguish directions, and identified the direction of the outer periphery of the Warcraft Mountains.

"Along here, you can enter the outer periphery of the Magical Beast Mountains in about half an hour." Zilong's eyes were muttering in one direction.

At this time, the ghost in the black ring yawned and said to Zilong:

"Good luck, I'll go deep into the deep and rest first. If you can't hold on, call me again."

As the last word fell, the ghost's voice disappeared completely in Zilong's mind like a stone sinking to the sea.

Listening to the last sentence that the ghost fell, Zilong raised his eyebrows and thought in panic:

"What does it mean when can't hold on? Call it again? Could it be that there are any monsters and monsters in the Magical Beast Mountains leading to the extreme of the North?"

Zilong shook his head and no longer struggled. As the saying goes, soldiers come to block the water and soil, Zilong was very open-minded.

"Xiao Ka, let's play to see who enters the Warcraft Mountains!" Zilong turned sideways and said to Xiao Ka.

"Woom!!" Xiao Ka responded excitedly. After Linglong Fruit was eaten in the morning, this little guy was also very active.

"I count to three, let's start running, listen."

"one!"

"three!"

I saw Zilong jumped over the 'two' directly as a scoundrel. While shouting three, he flew out and led the small card and ran out a lot!

Seeing this, Xiao Ka hurriedly ran away, whizzing out like an arrow leaving the string!

Xiao Ka followed Zilong closely, and shouted "woof" as if condemning Zilong's "rogue" behavior.

Zilong just laughed and ran away with his head. Zilong knew that if he didn't use any tricks, he and Xiao Kabi had no chance of winning.

As the saying goes, there is motivation only when there is pressure. Zilong’s source energy is released. He is using all his abilities to improve his speed and strive for it. It is too ugly to not lose...

And on the other side, Lotte City, and the Red Leaf Pavilion.

In a house where lights and incense burning, a beautiful woman in red is paying homage to an old man in brown.

This woman in red is Honglin, and this old man in brown is Jing Rulin.

Mr. Hongzhu and Hong Danqing looked at the scene silently, with joy on their faces as if their wishes over the years have finally been fulfilled.

After three bows, Jing Rulin came to Honglin and said solemnly:

"Alin, you are not from my Jing clan. I say that your Jing clan's unique skills are an extraordinary move. You must ensure that for the rest of your life, you will never use the Jing clan martial arts I taught you and kill me among the Jing clan. Do you understand?"

Hong Lin raised her jade hand, looked up three fingers to the sky, and swore:
Chapter completed!