Chapter 6: An experience baby died! Draw the martial arts "Peregrine Sky Crossing Jue"!

Style: Fantasy Author: I'll wait for another year of wind and snowWords: 2307Update Time: 24/01/18 08:39:12
The next day,

"It's time to eat!"

Li Qingfeng walked in the deep and damp passage carrying a swill bucket.

This is what he has been assigned to do after he has barely passed his probation period - delivering meals to prisoners.

Every time he arrived at a cell, Li Qingfeng would knock twice on the steel pillar with a wooden spoon, then scoop out a ladle of food from the swill bucket that even a pig would not be willing to eat and pour it into the prisoner's bowl.

When he arrived at the cell of Liu Sanchong, the flower picker, he knocked on the pillar twice as usual, and then he carefully fished out a ladle of dried food from the bottom of the barrel.

Just when he fell into the flower picker's bowl, the flower picker, who had no meat on his body, stood up staggeringly.

As he stood up, the maggots on his body fell to the ground like snowflakes.

There was panic in his eyes, and his feet suddenly gave way, and he fell straight towards the cell door like a dog gnawing at him.

"……help me……"

"I do not want……"

Before he could say the word "death", the flower picker Liu Sanzhong kicked his legs and died completely.

Only the hand holding the straw tightly has not let go until this moment.

died?

Li Qingfeng was slightly startled, and a bit of sadness emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The experience baby is dead.

Li Qingfeng was a little surprised.

He just started planning how to open source it last night. Before he could open source it this morning, an experience baby died to make matters worse.

But for the entire Tianlao, it is very common for all prisoners to die, although there is a custom of questioning and beheading the queen of autumn.

In fact, very few prisoners who entered the prison survived until the day when they were sentenced to death.

Especially this flower-picking thief, who dared to target the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, completely offended the Prime Minister's Mansion. The Prime Minister's Mansion must have asked the prison code to greet him, and he was dragged to the torture chamber for execution almost every two days.

Every time he was executed, he was simply tortured to death. There was not a single piece of good meat on his body. The maggots on his body were probably as heavy as his bones. It is said that even his two balls were smashed and fed to the dogs.

It's actually normal for him to live a short time.

However, Li Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a little sad without such an experienced baby.

Now, he has been promoted to the Qi Gathering Realm for more than a hundred days.

With a slight sigh, Li Qingfeng continued to put the food and scooped a ladle of dried food for No. 52 Zhao Kaitai. When they arrived at Cell No. 81, the old woman with seven stars pretended to be surprised like a fortune teller on the street. He glanced at Li Qingfeng and said: "Little brother, you are incredible!!"

"You are really doing something extraordinary!"

"Old lady, you are definitely the once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy I have ever seen!"

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Li Qingfeng was in no mood to pay attention to the old woman, so he turned around and left while carrying the empty barrel.

The old woman was slightly startled: "That's not right! In the past five days, I have recovered a little bit of my true energy. This magic sound technique makes no sense and can't even confuse a jailer..."

"Is this kid deaf?"

After dinner, Li Qingfeng told Zhang San about the death of the flower picker, and Zhang San called a new jailer to drag out the body.

Li Qingfeng walked to the corner and sat down, looking in front of him.

[Prison Book] slowly emerged.

The second page opens.

The portrait and related information belonging to the flower picker Liu Sanzhong all faded, and completely disappeared from the title page in just one breath.

The second page of the prison book became blank again.

Li Qingfeng sighed slightly, mourning the passing of his baby.

It was also at this time,

Several strange light groups appeared on the second page, making Li Qingfeng's eyes brighten up as he was in a slightly bad mood.

Blessing to the soul.

"lottery?"

"A chance to win a lottery?"

"Can you even extract the martial arts that the dead prisoner once knew?"

Li Qingfeng was stunned for a while.

The prisoners included in the prison book are experience babies when they are alive. Can they still provide lottery opportunities after they die?

Capitalists will cry when they hear this!

But Li Qingfeng quickly cheered up.

"lottery!"

The light group on the second page of the prison book flickered.

Finally, the largest light group among the several light groups emerged, and this light group disappeared directly into Li Qingfeng's mind.

[Peregrine Falcon in the Sky]!

In an instant, countless information streams poured into Li Qingfeng's mind. Li Qingfeng seemed to have transformed into the flower-picking thief Liu Sanzhong. He started practicing this Qing Kung by jumping into a pit, and then relied on this Qing Kung when he was being chased by the Evil Division. Escape calmly...

After a while, all images disappeared.

On Li Qingfeng's personal panel, the wordless line about "Kung Fu" disappeared, and there was an additional martial art - "Peregrine Sky Crossing Jue" (Level 5): Realm - Supernatural (7512/120000).

Fifth grade martial arts!

It’s still a light skill!

Although Li Qingfeng still knows very little about martial arts in this world of martial arts and spirituality, he also knows that fifth-level martial arts is not a popular product!

Not to mention, this flower picker actually practiced this light skill to a superb level.

It’s no wonder that the Evil Killing Division has been chasing him for several years but failed to catch him. He even designed elaborate traps for this guy several times but he escaped safely.

Superb!

This is the description of one of the realms of martial arts in this world.

According to Li Qingfeng's knowledge, the world divides the realm of a martial arts into six realms: first glimpse of the door, entering the hall, reaching the peak, transcendence, transcendence and sainthood, and returning to nature.

For the same martial arts, if the martial arts realm is different, the power displayed can be said to be very different.

For example, if this [Peregrine Sky Crossing Technique] had only reached its peak, the flower-picking thief Liu Sanchong would have been captured by the Evil-Slaying Division long ago.

If Liu Sanzhong, the flower-picking thief, has cultivated this [Peregrine Sky-Piercing Technique] to the realm of transcendence and sainthood, maybe he can really get away with it even after taking advantage of the Prime Minister's daughter's wealth!

"What a pity! If this flower-picking thief is given another ten years, he might really be able to practice the [Peregrine Sky Crossing Technique] to the realm of transcendence and sainthood. By then, he might even be able to claim to be the second best in the world in Qing Gong."

Sighing slightly, seeing no one around him, Li Qingfeng directly mobilized his inner energy and performed the [Peregrine Air Piercer].

Whoosh!

A slight sound broke through the air, and Li Qingfeng had appeared fifty steps away.

One hundred steps is approximately equal to fifty meters in Li Qingfeng's previous life!

Fifty meters per second?

"Should it be said that it is a superb level of peregrine piercing air technique?"

"I seem to have read a popular science article in my previous life. The speed of a peregrine falcon can reach nearly 390 kilometers per hour? That is more than 108 meters per second..."

"So, the main focus of this light skill is fast speed, not the tossing and turning like Lingbo Weibu..."

"I wonder what this [Peregrine Sky-Threading Technique] will look like after it is upgraded to the extraordinary and holy realm? Will it really reach the top speed of the Peregrine Falcon?"

"At such a fast speed, if we bump into the enemy, he will probably be killed directly... It seems that I will be killed too. No wonder the flower picker always runs away and does not dare to confront the Evil Killer."