One day later, the ship docked at a port.

"Brother ye, we sent you here."

Luo Xuan took out a pile of money from his body and handed it over: "here are thousands of yuan, which is the fare for you. I hope we can meet again in the future."

Ye Xiong took it impolitely. He is short of money now. Although it is easy for him to get some money, if he has it ready, he will avoid trouble.

"Thank you, brother Luo."

Ye Xiong was about to leave. Suddenly a figure came out from inside and went directly to Ye Xiong. He handed a rusty flower bag to him and said faintly, "although I hate you, you saved me. I don't want to owe you. Here you are. We won't owe each other in the future."

Naturally speaking, Luo Shishi is the one who speaks. Even at this time, she is as arrogant as ever.

"I don't need..."

Ye Xiong was about to hand it back. When he looked up, he found Luo Shishi staring at himself with a faint resentment.

"Ye, if you don't want to, just find a trash can and throw it away. The things sent by Miss Ben will never be taken back." Luo Shishi angrily said.

Ye Xiong had to put his things away before he jumped off the yacht and landed steadily on the dock.

Luo Shishi was in the cabin. Seeing that his figure was getting away and didn't look back, she felt a sense of loss.

Luo Xuan looked at his back and couldn't help muttering, "I didn't expect such a master in the secular world. It's really impressive."

"This son is young and his accomplishments are very excellent among the ancient sect. If he were from the ancient sect, he would have a chance to meet again in the future." Liu Lao couldn't help saying.

"Do you really think he is not from the ancient sect?"

"Luo Xuan, what do you mean?"

"If he's not from an ancient sect, where did he get his internal mind skill? Can he break through the second level of internal skill without the instruction of the ancient sect? There are so many disciples of our ancient sect who have devoted themselves to cultivation for many years. Very few can break through the three-tier internal skill level. A secular person may have this strength? " Luo Xuan asked.

"You mean he's lying to us?" Liu Sheng was stunned.

"Cheat or not, I don't know. Most experts have some roots with the ancient sect. Even Luomen is the remnant of the destroyed Qianhuan sect. They come out and establish a killer organization. I really don't believe Ye Xiong, if he doesn't have any connection with the ancient sect. " Luo Xuan said.

"What you said is also reasonable. I really hope to see him in the ancient sect Dabi in the future." Liu Sheng laughed.

After ye Xiong landed, he first found a place to buy a set of clean clothes and then bought a broken mobile phone. Then he called long Zaitian and told him what happened on the island.

The Dragon knew that ye Xiong had found the base camp of the magic door in heaven. He was surprised and happy, but it was a pity to hear that all the magic doors had been moved away.

"I'll send someone to look for the island you said right away. Maybe I can find any clues."

"This time, the magic gate fled, and it was impossible not to leave any clues. It also takes time for them to find a new stronghold. At this time, it is easiest to find out his whereabouts. " Ye Xiong said.

"You can rest assured that we will find them and bring down the organization." The Dragon promises in heaven.

"I hope what you said is not the same as what you said when dealing with animal organizations last few times."

Dragon in the sky: "

After hanging up the phone, ye Xiong called Yang Xinyi and disappeared for nearly a week. It is estimated that she is also very worried.

Sure enough, hearing Ye Xiong's phone call, Yang Xinyi was very excited. After chatting and comforting, ye Xiong called he Mengji to report peace. After doing everything well, ye Xiong got on the plane to Jiangnan.

When there was nothing to do on the plane, ye Xiong remembered that Luo Shishi sent a rust flower bag to himself.

He took it out and found that the bag was very beautiful. It was made by hand. There was a flower on the front and a blessing on the back. Smelling a drum of fragrance, ye Xiong couldn't help taking it and smelling it. There was a little light incense on it. He didn't know what vanilla it was.

Should it be a $5 million check?

Ye Xiong opened it and saw that there was a small note in it, but it was handwritten.

Take it out and have a look. It's not a check, but some strange words. When you look closely, it's all human acupoints and luck methods. It's very complex. It looks like there are thousands of words.

What's this?

Ye Xiong is a little strange. There is nothing on it except acupoints and luck methods.

Is it the luck route of martial arts?

Since learning the nine acupoint divine needle, ye Xiong is very familiar with acupoints and the meridians of the human body. These fonts are clearly a method of luck, from the Dantian Qihai that stores internal skills to the palm, which passes through 6636 large acupoints of the human body. It can be seen that this should be an aggressive boxing.

Ye Xiong has long broken through the three levels of internal skill. When he started, he always transferred from the Dantian to the palm of his hand. He has never gone through so many complex acupoints like now, which is tantamount to slowing down the shooting time.

wait! Ye Xiong's brain brightened. He suddenly remembered that when Roman hit the wave fist, it seemed that it had taken two or three seconds to condense. Are these ancient martial arts like this? The longer the power storage time, the stronger the attack power? As soon as the idea came out, ye Xiong was overjoyed. He quickly ran his internal skills from the elixir field according to the method on paper, and walked one by one according to the acupoints. It's easy to imagine, but it's too difficult to work. This unknown fist technique needs to go through dozens of acupoints. The internal skill operation path is very complex. Ye Xiong can't stand it when he only runs to the fifth acupoint. His body is like fire, and the acupoints are as painful as acupuncture. Damn it, Luo Shishi won't give fake martial arts to himself, causing him to be possessed? Although Ye Xiong didn't know whether these so-called martial arts would really go crazy when practicing, safety first, he still stopped and didn't dare to rush on. After a long time, he couldn't help trying. After all, when the internal skill was running in the body, he clearly felt that the internal skill was running with the acupoints and gathering a little stronger. Wherever you go, you gather a drum of strength, just like a hundred currents sum up the sea. He can imagine how powerful it would be if he broke all the six or thirty-six acupoints! I don't know when to practice. In a twinkling of an eye, the plane will arrive at the airport. Just after getting off the plane, the woman in her thirties sitting next to Ye Xiong ran down like a ghost. Ye Xiong sat on the plane for more than two hours. He closed his eyes as if he were settled. He didn't even open his eyes. It's like practicing cult skills. How can people not be afraid. Ye Xiong couldn't help laughing bitterly. He had to be scared to death when he met such a thing before he practiced dragon spinning internal skill. After stretching, ye Xiong felt very energetic and finally got off the plane. Out of the airport, he was about to take a ride back to Jiangnan when a very surprised voice came from behind“ Bear, is that you? " Ye Xiong turned and looked, and his face suddenly turned black. This NIMA, why do you happen to meet Yang Xinyi's unruly girl everywhere“ What's your black face? I haven't black face yet. Do you think I want to meet you by chance? " Xiao Fangfang rolled her eyes. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.