The disciples did not dare to bully him, but Ning Xiong, who was suffering from internal injuries, was loyal and commendable. He forcibly bumped away Zheng Boru who was blocking him, grabbed Ning Anzhu's right leg, and dragged him violently. As a result, he only moved the opponent an inch, and he felt as if he was getting an electric shock. The true energy in his body burst out, his right hand was tightly connected to Ning Anzhu's leg, and he fell limply to the ground, his body shaking non-stop. …
"It's the Demon Sect's [Xuan Yin Demon Absorbing Art]—"
Some disciples who thought they were well-informed shouted in amazement.
[Mysterious Yin Demon Absorbing Art]! !
As soon as the name appeared, it immediately caused confusion.
The disciples in the Ningtai Martial Arts Hall were scared and retreated in a hurry, as if Ye Qingxuan in front of him was a prehistoric beast, and even Xie Zian and others felt their scalps go numb for a while, not knowing what kind of skills this little book boy practiced Law.
It's really fucking unlucky, I don't know anything, so I just talk nonsense... [Xuanyin Demon Absorbing Art] How can I be as amazing as my [Beiming Divine Art], that art has ten percent of the power of absorbing people, and I only have 30% of it. A person whose meridians all over his body are withered and can no longer cultivate internal strength is really one of the vicious exercises in the world.
[Beiming Shengong] is a Taoist technique after all. It is self-interested but does not hurt others. The difference between up and down, good and evil.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't tolerate such slander from others, and if this kind of thing spread, not only would it damage his own reputation, but it would also cause attacks from righteous people.
Ye Qingxuan sucked up the strength of the two of them, and with a shake of his hands, the two of them collapsed to the side, looking at Ye Qingxuan in amazement, but they couldn't move. Obviously, the other party also thought it was the [Xuan Yin Demon Absorbing Art] that had been hit by the Demon Sect.
"Hahaha..." Ye Qingxuan burst into laughter, and said: "You two surnamed Ning, you have been hit by my 'Shixiang Ruanjin Powder', and the true energy in your body has been eroded. Lesson, when you go back, you only need to recuperate calmly and practice your inner strength again, and your strength will be restored... But if you provoke me again next time, hmph—you will lose all your strength and never recover..."
Ning Anzhu and Ning Xiong were taken aback. After careful inspection, they found that their meridians were not damaged, but their true energy was exhausted, and their own realm did not decline. As long as they went back to temper their inner strength, they could regain the lost inner strength within a few days. , a stone fell to the ground involuntarily.
This kid really didn't use the [Xuan Yin Demon Absorbing Art], the fact that the meridians in his body were not damaged is proof.
"Thank you, Young Hero, for your mercy—" Ning Anzhu said with difficulty, "My meridians are fine, this is indeed not the Demon Sect's [Xuanyin Demon Absorbing Art]..."
After Ning Anzhu said this, and Ning Xiong nodded beside him, everyone finally realized that they had almost misunderstood Ye Qingxuan, and they turned their fear into awe, because the so-called "Ten Fragrance Ruanjin Powder" also sounded mysterious and abnormal.
Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly, and thought in his heart: It seems that there is a chance to refine a few copies of "Shixiang Ruanjinsan" when he goes back.
Everyone looked blankly at Ye Qingxuan in the field, only to see him bend down and take a breath, and shouted sharply: "Who else?—"
The hall was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at Ye Qingxuan with horror in their eyes.
Ye Qingxuan stood up suddenly, even though he was dressed in gray and earthen cloth, he still couldn't hide his outstanding aura, and his demeanor was comparable to that of Wei Wugui, one of the "Thirty-six Heavens", who beat Xiangmu Hecha violently, with a An air of contempt for the world.
…
Ye Qingxuan was like a high-spirited big white goose, walking in the front with his head raised and his chest held high.
Xie Zi'an, Lin Dingyi and the other six stood far behind, whispering to each other...
"What is the origin of this little book boy in your family?"
"I don't know too well. He just entered our house five days ago. The fellow of our old butler..."
"Then why is martial arts so high..."
"Hush—" Xie Zi'an said mysteriously, "I'm telling you, this kid had an adventure in his hometown...an expert pointed out—"
"Wow..." Everyone suddenly realized.
Xie Zian hurriedly waved his hand, and the six of them got together again, and said in a bewildered manner: "Our family's kung fu...you all know it? [Yunmeng Sanzheng Xinfa], Yunmeng Academy's high-end product, orange-level internal strength... People don't even pinch their eyelids, they look down on..."
"Wow..." everyone sighed.
"If I had to guess, this kid's mind is at least this..." Xie Zi'an stretched out his right index finger, with the fingertip pointing up, and clasped his thumb on the second joint, causing everyone to gasp in amazement again: "Purple-level middle-grade, Oh my God-"
"Hush—" Xie Zian winked anxiously again, "Don't be surprised, I guessed this too, don't you see that I'm following him like a dog now? Let me tell you, that kid's martial arts It’s too much, do you still remember the sword technique used to kill that barbarian? I think it’s at least this…” This time he stretched out his middle finger.
"Well, I guess it's the same." Lin Dingyi also extended his middle finger towards everyone.
"It's bad, I passed out that time, I didn't see it..." Liu Wenjing complained.
So, everyone extended their middle fingers towards Liu Wenjing...
Wang Yuanzi sighed dejectedly: "The fate of this man is really strange. The highest martial art in our family is also the top level martial art. My grandfather still clings to it like a miser, saying that only the head of the family can learn it." Practicing... Comparing your heart to your heart, it's too fucking depressing... "
Wang Yuanzi is a direct descendant of the Wang family in Jingbei, and the "Twelve Moves of the Green Blood and Golden Sword" handed down by the family is powerful in Jingzhou martial arts, but the most powerful three sword moves are indeed regarded as treasures by the head of the Wang family. . Today, only the current Patriarch Wang Gongjin and his eldest son Wang Dingchu know these three sword moves.
"Even if you are willing to pass it on, so what, all the children in the family will not be able to pass it on to you and me." Duan Ningzhi complained.
"It's almost the same for you and me..." Zheng Boru sighed.
"Everyone is a dude, even as a direct relative, it is difficult to learn the most powerful exercises in the family..." Xie Zi'an fanned the flames there, causing everyone to lament. At home, in fact, you and I both know that the internal struggles in this big clan are probably even more dangerous than the rivers and lakes, because as long as you fail once, you will lose your chance..."
"Then what can you do?" Lin Dingyi asked a little strangely.
"Stupid..." Xie Zi'an shook his head with a look of hatred, and then pointed his chin at Ye Qingxuan who was walking ahead, "That buddy is not deeply involved in the world and has no friends, but he is carrying a big treasure. It is guaranteed to have endless benefits... "
Everyone was shocked, and looked up at Ye Qingxuan who was in front...
yes…
This kid is not bad, in order to stand out for his brothers, he is merciless. In today's battle, if it weren't for him, how could that old boy Ning Anzhu bow his head? I dare not even ask, what kind of scenery is this, what kind of relief...
"Do you have any plans?" Lin Dingyi's eyes were bright, and he finally felt that this unreliable Xie Er wanted to do something serious.
"Come here, come here..." Second Master Xie held his little hands, brought the dudes closer to him again, and said with a very solemn expression: "I'm telling you, it seems that you are brothers..."
"Just tell me you..."
"I said... don't tell me..."
"You fucking never stop..."
"Okay, okay, let me say..." Xie Zi'an, who was talking nonsense, was almost strangled to death by the anxious crowd, and hurriedly said: "If you want me to say it, it's the same..."
"What?"
"Worship-teacher-learn-art-"
"I fuck you uncle..."
The five of Lin Dingyi went up and hugged Xie Zian down, pinned down his hands and feet, and kicked his buttocks.
Unexpectedly, after a long time of effort, Xie Zi'an gave such an idea, it's fucking up to you...
"Then what do you guys do?" Xie Zian asked, rubbing his butt.
"Sworn -"
"Fart, you became his big brother and took advantage of him. He not only favored you, but also taught you martial arts and helped you fight... Such a beautiful idea, are you stupid?"
"Marry my sister to him... be his brother-in-law..."
"It doesn't count if you belong to the clan, just say your own. How many good sisters do you have?"
"Just that one dear girl... Hey? Don't you know?"
"Oh—hmph, you said that arm is thicker than yours, the one with a small long beard? He's more manly than you, suitable for a thug, do you want a daughter-in-law?"
"Smash him to death with silver..." Duan Ningzhi said fiercely.
The five dandies turned their heads together, stretched out their hands, pointed down, collectively "despise you—"
"The big masters will be short of money? Have you let your fart go crazy?"
"That's right, with this skill, it's not like playing with a hundred and eighty thousand taels..."
"Then why did he come to Xie's house as a book boy?" Duan Ningzhi was extremely unconvinced and asked stiffly.
Xie Zi'an had an unteachable expression, patted Duan Ningzhi on the shoulder, and held Ye Qingxuan's ass in the distance with the other hand, admiringly said: "Brother, that's a master, do masters understand? That behavior is unacceptable." Guessing, unpredictable, you don't find out until the dust settles—fuck, that's what happened—isn't it?”
"Understood, understood..."
"Then what shall we do?"
…
Everyone was silent.
"It's really hard, I'll ask..." Xie Zi'an came out more and more, and went to die generously.
As soon as the crowd didn't stop him, Xie Zi'an rushed out and shouted loudly to Ye Qingxuan who was in front: "Xiao Sheng, can't you spread the word about your martial arts?"
God, it's over—
The dandies covered their faces and couldn't bear to watch.
So many people thinking about other people's martial arts is tantamount to counting other people's property behind their backs. It is easy to be hated by others, and if they are not done well, they will be hostile and guarded against. Doesn't Xie Zi'an have a heart
"What? You want to learn my martial arts?" Ye Qingxuan turned around and asked with a smile.
"Have this thought..."
"Oh—" Ye Qingxuan pondered silently, and the mood of all the dandies suddenly tightened. The time of a few breaths seemed as long as a century. Ye Qingxuan finally smiled and said: "I don't know what I lack. Martial arts, you can buy them with silver, martial arts above Huang level, let me think about it..."
I go-
This martial art can really be bought with silver...
All the dandies stood there dumbfounded, feeling as if their heads had all been blown by farts...