Huang Fuyi thought of when he was young, when he was a little successful in learning art, he went around worshipping mountains and learning from the descendants of other sects. In the process of learning from others, he realized the shortcomings of his own tricks and learned the strengths of the other party's tricks, and his superb kung fu was obtained through this method.

Under normal circumstances, as long as you don't deliberately go to the gym, but ask for a friendly exchange, it will not cause disgust under normal circumstances. Most of the people in the rivers and lakes are still relatively open, and they are willing to compare their martial arts with those who come to worship the mountain, after all, this is a good way for both parties to test their kung fu.

Although it is inevitable to bump and bump in the competition, people who practice martial arts are no longer used to injuries, and no one cares about them.

Therefore, the adventure that Huang Fu Yi felt above did not mean that he was afraid that Wushuang would be injured in the confrontation with others, but that he was worried that he would be noticed by the Lich Clan when he walked outside with Wushuang. At the beginning, they had killed so many martial arts monks and cultivators, and no one could guarantee that the people of the Lich Clan would not cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.

He had been hiding in this small village with Wushuang before, and the other colleagues were also low-key. They had all been told by the inn not to be too public, as they would be at risk of being attacked by the Lich Clan.

What's more, although it has been three years since the last time the Lich Clan went on a killing spree, the inn has still not been able to find out the whereabouts and true purpose of that group of Lichs. After all, judging from the results of that year, the lich who was able to kill many martial arts masters, including Shangguan Yu, as well as several monks and some heterogeneous cultivators who had become elites, could definitely not be general. If such a master wants to hide his whereabouts, it is extremely difficult for the iron guards of the inn to find them out from the vast sea of people.

The faint moonlight shone into the house through the window and shone on Huang Fuyi's face. He lay on the bed with his eyes staring at the roof. In his heart, he was thinking about whether to continue to let Wushuang continue to cultivate with him here day after day, or to take him to the rivers and lakes to visit the heirs of the various sects.

Even though he is proficient in various martial arts, when he makes moves, because of his habits, his moves have a strong personal style. Therefore, one person cannot completely replace the orthodox heirs of various sects and the unparalleled tricks.

In this way, if you don't take Wushuang with you, then you won't be able to make it really see a lot of martial arts, and if you can't increase your experience against the enemy, it will be difficult to improve your strength, which is contrary to your idea of not wanting to live up to Shangguan Yu, but if you take Wushuang with you, it is very likely that you will put yourself and him in danger, in case you really harm Wushuang and be hunted down by the Lich Clan, it is also in conflict with the idea of not wanting to live up to Shangguan Yu.

It's a real headache. Huangfu Yi thought about it, and one thought after another in his mind spun around like a marquee. Inexplicably, in his mind, Kyushu was unfolded into a map, and the sects he had traveled to and visited became small highlights on the map, interspersed by a golden thread. Needless to say, this golden line is naturally Huang Fuyi's travel route back then.

In the end, all the other locations on the large map of Kyushu gradually disappeared, becoming a deep darkness, leaving only the Yanzhao area in the shape of a scale hook.

The Lion City is located in the Yanzhao area, and Huang Fuyi was the first to visit at the beginning, and it is naturally the most recent, located in the Yanzhao area, several boxing masters, including the flip, Baji, Xingyi, Tai Chi and other boxing masters left a deep impression on him.

Although for him now, those masters are no longer suitable for serious competition, but it does not affect his evaluation of those masters now.

"It's really a rare hand. Huang Fuyi recalled that when he was sparring with an eight-pole master, that master was so fast, his moves were so fast, and the first elbow made him suffer a big loss at that time. He had never seen such a fast and efficient attack before, and it was truly an amazing feat.

Huang Fuyi thought like this, there are other masters who have their own unique skills. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should take Wushuang to compete with those masters of various sects, to be able to fight with the authentic heirs of various martial arts, and to adapt to different types of boxing and different fighting styles, which was indeed an excellent thing for Wushuang.

Huang Fuyi was like a father who was older than his old father, so worried that he couldn't sleep lying on the bed and tossing and turning. was turning over, suddenly sat up again, and slapped the pillow on the face: "Whatever! Afraid of his lich?! There is an inn to contain and monitor from afar, and there is his own protection nearby, even if the lich really wants to kill Wushuang, he may not be able to succeed." ”

Huangfu Yi thought to himself that with this body cultivation, the people who faced the lich should not even have the strength to parry, and even if they met them, they would go out to fight with them.

Thinking of this, Huang Fuyi made a complete decision: to take Wushuang to visit the heirs of various boxing techniques, but in order to minimize the risk, it is most appropriate to lock the area in the Yanzhao area.

Huang Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was much brighter, his brain was no longer messy, and his chest was no longer depressed. Get a good night's sleep and leave early tomorrow morning.

He lay down again, but it felt empty under his head.

"Where's the pillow?" he got up and turned his face to see that the pillow had been shattered by the unintentional slap he had just slapped, and the buckwheat husk in the pillow was splashed on the ground.

He sighed and fell asleep on his arm.

Following.

After all, he was going out, Huang Fuyi got up early in the morning, took out the good clothes that he didn't wear all year round, dressed up and packed up neatly, and brought two changes of clothes, and only went out after getting all this ready. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that Wushuang was still hanging on the south wall, sleeping soundly.

Huangfu Yi walked over and patted Wushuang's upside-down head, Wushuang woke up from a deep sleep, because the upside-down blood accumulated in his brain, his whole face turned red, and at the same time he also felt that his head was dizzy, he raised his head in a daze, opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and said inarticulately: "Got up so early?"

"Hmm. Get up, wash up, change into clean clothes, and go. Huangfu Yi dragged Wushuang off the wall, and Wushuang staggered to the ground, still unable to stand firmly.

"No, no. Before his eyes were fully opened, he staggered and stabbed his horse and practiced his fists.

"Stop, stop, stop practicing. Huang Fuyi grabbed Wushuang's arm: "From today onwards, don't practice boxing first, I'll take you out for a walk." ”

"Where are you going? Wushuang asked in a daze, and suddenly his eyes widened as if he was slow, and looked at Huang Fuyi with incredible eyes: "Old coward, do you see that I have learned kung fu and take me to the lich for revenge?" Before he finished speaking, the corners of Wushuang's mouth cracked to the back of his head with a smile.

Huang Fu Yi looked at Wushuang's eyes with large pieces of eye droppings, almost covering half of his eyes, and shook his head: "No, I will take you to other martial artists to learn, so that you can become a master faster." ”

"I thought you wouldn't be cowardly, but I didn't expect it to be a coward. Wushuang said with a big grin, and he was not afraid of provoking Huang Fuyi again: "Didn't you say that you were afraid of meeting a lich outside?"

"When you encounter it, you get into a fight. If you don't meet you, you can learn from others with peace of mind. Huang Fuyi's face was calm.

This made Wushuang look at him with admiration, and said the encounter with the lich so lightly: "Are you cowardly or not?"

"Less nonsense!" Huang Fuyi kicked on Wushuang's buttocks, probably kicking his legs: "Hurry up and clean up, remember to wash well, and change into clean clothes." We're going to meet with fellow believers from other sects!"

"Got it, got it. Wushuang didn't slap the footprints on his buttocks, and he was used to being kicked, so he ran into his house and cleaned up.