470 Never expected that he launched the secret treasure to save his life, and hid all his breath, and was discovered by Jing Rulin from the bottom of the palm pit.

Siqi was sweating profusely, and before he could even get the broken muscles and bones connected, Siqi was now relying on one breath to hold on and not fall down.

Siqi's eyes were flustered. He leaned against the big tree and his body froze. He didn't dare to move. He even suppressed the dry cough caused by the surging of qi and blood in his chest, and did not dare to cough out.

Jing Rulin turned around, looked at the big tree hiding in Siqi, and continued:

"I have killed Jing Zhuibing. Your employer is gone. Stop looking for these people anymore. Listen to them clearly."

Jing Rulin's tone was still calm, but there was a suffocating power. Jing Rulin was not asking Siqi for advice at all, but was issuing unquestionable orders to Siqi.

The sweat falling from his face slid down on Siqi's neck. His Adam's apple moved up and down, swallowing and spitting, and the panic and fear in his eyes never disappeared for a moment.

After a long time, the words "heard clearly" came from Siqi's mouth.

As for Siqi's words, Zilong, Huang Dou and others understood what had happened. They only realized that Siqi had quietly escaped from the bottom of the palm pit to the back of the big tree.

Jing Rulin nodded slightly and said lightly, "You can leave now." Then he turned around and moved his eyes back to Zilong and others.

Jing Rulin's words made Siqi feel pardoned. He gasped and began to cough up blood continuously. His body, which was still tense for the moment, finally dared to move.

With the complex eyes of Zilong, Huang Dou and others, Siqi walked out from the hiding tree. Siqi's forehead was beads of sweat rolling, and he only had one left with him, but he was still ticking on his left arm, holding the tree along the way, struggling with difficulty, and his steps became farther and farther.

Seeing Siqi being seriously injured and dragging her broken and bleeding body, she was moving farther and farther away in the silence, a strange feeling arose in Zilong's heart. If Siqi hadn't been merciful to them several times before, he, Huang Dou, Ding Lei, and Bo Jinhai, would never have walked out of the terrifying forest intact... Thinking of this, Zilong sent a message and asked the ghost in the black ring for a return grass.

Zilong asked Xiaoka's mouth to deliver Huitiancao to Siqi.

Siqi looked at Huitiancao in front of him and stood there in a daze. He knew this holy object that cured the world of harm, Huitiancao, one of the top ten precious medicinal herbs in the original world.

And at this moment, Zilong's voice came from behind Siqi:

"You have not killed us before. I will repay you with the most precious medicinal herbs in my hand. From now on, we will not owe each other, so it is best not to see each other."

Hearing the sound, Siqi's dazed face snorted. The soil mixed with blood on his face made it impossible to see whether he was sneering or ridicule. Siqi did not look back or say anything. He picked up the Huitian grass on the ground, hunched over, walked slowly, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Jing Rulin, who witnessed the whole process, squinted his eyes and said nothing. It was not easy for him to get a precious medicinal herb of the level of Heavenly Grass.

"Huai Tiancao, one of the top ten precious medicinal herbs, was given to others for nothing without blinking. It was still given to your own enemy, just because you didn't want to owe the other party a false favor, haha, good boy, have courage."

Jing Rulin thought silently in his heart, and for a moment, he looked at Zilong with a high look.

However, Jing Rulin would never have thought that Zilong had not many other things in his hands, but this time there were more azaleas than cabbage. He didn't have hundreds of Zilongs, but he could still take advantage of the few.

Looking at Jing Rulin who was thinking about something, Zilong stepped forward weakly and bowed to him and asked:

"Is the senior who is Chuchu's grandfather, senior Jing Rulin?"

Just now, Jing Rulin said that he had killed Jing Zhuibing, which made Zilong guess his true identity.

Jing Rulin nodded, without denying it. Jing Rulin spoke and consciously tried Zilong:

"My granddaughter said you can't beat the Qing clan, so you insist on letting me teach you a unique skill so that you can defeat the Qing clan in Baidi City. Tell me, what do you want to learn?"

Jing Rulin's blunt statement made Zilong a little confused for a moment, but that was true. Zilong did not expect Huang Gongbu to instigate Chuchu secretly and ask Jing Rulin to come and teach him martial arts and help him.

However, Zilong laughed at Jing Rulin's statement and did not agree with it. According to Jing Rulin's words, it was as if all of this was instructed by him secretly.

Zilong smiled and replied to Jing Rulin:

"Senior, there may be some misunderstandings between this. It is already a great kindness for me to save my life. Zilong dares not be greedy for his skills anymore. Senior, take good care of Chuchu and don't let Chuchu be bullied anymore. Zilong is very grateful."

This sentence is Zilong's true words. After experiencing so many things, Zilong dared not even connect with the matter of falling pies from the sky. Moreover, no matter whether Chuchu's life experience is good or bad, Zilong regards Chuchu as his own sister. He doesn't want people to think that Chuchu has such a good destination as Jing's family, and he, as a "brother", has to take advantage of Jing's family.

"Yeah, OK."

Jing Rulin nodded, and when she was about to turn around and leave, Honglin behind her grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Looking at Hong Lin's slightly pouting look, Jing Rulin sighed in his heart and moved his steps back.

Jing Rulin sighed secretly:

"What kind of evil did I do in my previous life? Whether it is my granddaughter or my apprentice, I will turn my elbows out. I don't even give me a chance to test this kid..."

Jing Rulin looked at Zilong again and said:

"You, come with me."

After saying that, Jing Rulin put his hands behind him and walked towards the dense forest on one side.

Although Zilong was still a little confused, he still trotted and followed with Honglin's soft voice.

Honglin sat down on the spot and chatted with Ding Lei and others. Her beautiful eyes also glanced at the distance where Zilong and Jing Rulin were from time to time, looking like she was secretly supervising.

On this side, as Jing Rulin stood beside a tree, Zilong also stopped moving forward.

Jing Rulin turned around and looked at Zilong, sighed lightly, and then spoke reluctantly:

"Except for the new martial arts in the past twenty years, I can understand all the martial arts skills in the past in the Central Plains, and I know three or four of them below the heavenly level, and I also know a little about the rest. Let's talk about what you want to learn? By the way, don't ask about the martial arts skills under the earth level. I have forgotten and I am too lazy to teach them."

After all, it was the first thing Chuchu asked him to do. Although Jing Rulin was reluctant, he was still preparing to teach Zilong one and two martial arts, so he was all the same. Moreover, Jing Rulin had seen Zilong at the Lotte Auction before. Apart from some subjective resentment caused by Chuchu and Honglin's protection, he had a good impression of Zilong.

However, Jing Rulin's seemingly casual words shocked Zilong.

All the earth-level martial arts in the past in the Central Plains know three, four, five, and six, and a little knowledge of the rest. Isn’t this the same as knowing everything?

Even the ghost in the Black Ring was sighing secretly. Moreover, after Jing Rulin appeared, the ghost in the Black Ring was obviously much more honest and did not dare to send a message to Zilong on his own initiative. Because the ghost knew that this Jing Rulin was like his master and was very likely to discover its existence.

Zilong had long heard that there was a martial arts master of the Jing family who was proficient in the martial arts of hundreds of schools. Zilong also thought that this person would be Jing Rulin, but he never thought that Jing Rulin's control over the high-level martial arts of the Central Plains had reached such an amazing level. However, Zilong also heard that this martial arts master of the Jing family has never passed on martial arts to others other than the Jing family's children, and has never been exceptional for decades...

Looking at Jing Rulin's somewhat reluctant face and recalling Honglin's little move just now, Zilong secretly guessed that it was Chuchu who made a fuss to let Jing Rulin teach her martial arts. As the first request that he had not seen his granddaughter in 20 years, Jing Rulin would definitely not refuse. As for Honglin, it is very likely that he was here to help Chuchu "surveillance" to see if Jing Rulin really taught her martial arts.

Zilong thought for a while and replied to Jing Rulin:

"The senior's martial arts are profound and profound. The boy is not only stupid, but also not from the Jing family. He doesn't bother with him. He will break the taboos. If the senior really wants to deal with that girl Chuchu, the boy will encounter trouble in the process of practicing some martial arts. I just hope that the senior will give me some advice. And after a while, Honglin asks, I will tell her that the senior has taught me amazing martial arts."

Listening to Zilong's answer, Jing Rulin raised his eyebrows, and he naturally understood the meaning of Zilong's words.

"I didn't expect this kid to guess my thoughts... Could it be that he instigated Chuchu and asked me to teach him martial arts?"

Jing Rulin's old eyes narrowed slightly and confirmed to Zilong:

"What you just said seriously?"

"A gentleman speaks and a quick whip! I, Zhao Zilong, will never practice any martial arts from my seniors!" Zilong raised his three fingers and sweared.

Seeing Zilong resolutely and firmly making a vow, Jing Rulin wanted to speak but stopped, and even felt a little guilty towards Zilong.

Jing Rulin had a serious expression and assured Zilong:

"What martial arts are you practicing? What troubles are you in? Let's talk about it. Anyone who knows me, Jing Rulin, will definitely tell you."

"Then I'll bother you, but please don't disclose it to outsiders about the martial arts kid is practicing." Zilong asked.

"That's certain." Jing Rulin has thousands of unique skills and has been around the world for more than a hundred years, so he naturally understands Zilong's concerns.

Immediately, Zilong explained the causes and consequences of him getting the Five Thunder Booming Fist Map to Jing Rulin in detail. Zilong asked Jing Rulin if it was possible to practice the Five Thunder Booming Fist without mastering the Five Thunder Art of Gu's Family?
Chapter completed!