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In addition to gaining the luck value of performing martial arts.

The opening of the gates to the heavens.

This is also a happy event.

Yang Lin finally figured out a way.

The progress accumulation of this portal is not linked to the martial luck value.

Rather, it has something to do with the major events he experienced in normal times.

For example, in the big world, when one palm subjugates three heroes, it reaches 50%.

Defeat three more great masters, and it rises to 70%.

As for destroying 2,000 Japanese soldiers, destroying Fujita Tsuyoshi and shocking the Beiyang Army, this should be regarded as one thing, rising to 90%.

Coupled with the suppression of the British on the Wei Najin ship, he immediately reached 100% perfection.

"The gates of the heavens can be opened."

Yang Lin looked at this column for a long time.

Still haven't made up my mind.

By the time everyone in the Yang family had completely settled down in Xiangjiang, it had been more than a month since the little princess Marilyn returned to England...

Xiao Mushroom's Plum Blossom Boxing finally entered the room and broke through the Ming Jin stage. When she came to him for sparring with a smile.

He finally made up his mind.

Everyone is making progress, but if you practice over and over again, you can only maintain your state...

He simply couldn't figure out how to continue on the path of martial arts.

The most shocking thing is.

He seemed to see the number of longevity 72 decreasing day by day.

"So, no matter how reluctant you are to live a comfortable life, you still have to step into the starry sky and the sea..."

"Otherwise, dying on the bed of old age will eventually be my end, just like Sun Lutang and other great masters in later history, who only lived for a few decades."

"The gates of the heavens are open."

Yang Lin sat in the bedroom, thinking silently in his heart.

A huge force penetrates the whole body, the world freezes, and the consciousness falls into infinite ambiguity.

It seems that it has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and it seems that it has not moved at all.

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When Yang Lin opened his eyes again, he could hear shouts of killing, as well as the sound of weapons clashing and arrows breaking through the wind.

"What's the scene this time?"

Yang Lin glanced around with difficulty and saw dozens of people fighting, with some retreating while fighting.

And the severe pain in my body, especially in my chest, is even more burning...

He must have been seriously injured due to a blunt blow.

There was a faint fragrance coming from beside him. Although it was a bit confusing to pay attention to this smell on a battlefield with a strong smell of blood, he could actually smell it.

Then, the sense of touch in the limbs also returned.

Only then did he realize that the shaking image in front of him was not that of someone else moving, but that he was being pulled and hugged by two women and retreating quickly.

"Protect Mr. Lu."

"Protect the mistress and young lady, fight and retreat at the same time."

A man with a beard was holding a ghost-headed sword, shouting and slashing an armored soldier, and then charged in the opposite direction.

A brown shadow flashed before my eyes, and there was one more person...

There was not a single hair on the person's head, it was all bare, and his eyes were protruding like toads, covered with bloodshot eyes.

A palm struck the head of the bearded man with a bang, driving his head into his chest.

"Lu Guanying, you are extremely brave if you dare to touch the prince's property...

Today, your death day has come, and everyone in Guiyun Village must die."

"Second Master." A cry came out.

"It's the Dragon King of the Ghost Sect, and the Yellow River Gang is here too. Let's try our best to stop him."

Another man, naked and wielding a sword, rushed forward.

He was only halfway through the rush when he was hit in the chest with a palm by the middle-aged man in brown clothes, causing him to fly backwards and vomit blood and die.

Then, Yang Lin was dragged into a peach blossom forest by two women.

Memories are rolling down my mind...

He knew that his name was Lu Guanying, and he was the young master of Guiyun Village.

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