"Since the old-timers have this intention, then naturally they can't ask for it! I also have to be grateful to the old-timers on behalf of my third uncle!"

Jiang Heng had a smile on his face, showing the attitude of the juniors to his seniors, but there was no reaction on his body, first, he did not step forward to help, and second, he did not bow down.

"That's good! That's good! Since Jiang Xiaoyou thinks it's okay, does that mean that you and I are now relatives?" The old man stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Senior Fu, what do you mean by that?" Hearing this, Jiang Heng's face instantly turned cold.

"The younger generation debuted late, and I can't understand some twists and turns, so the Fu seniors can just say what they have to say!"

Well!

The old ancestor of the Fu family nodded thoughtfully, and then lowered his head again, as if he was muttering something.

"If..."The old man raised his head slightly and smiled more kindly: "I said I want to form an alliance with you, I don't know if you believe it or not?"

"I believe it!"

Barely the slightest pause, Jiang Heng said directly.

"Oh! it's a little interesting, Xiaoyou doesn't have any doubts?" the old man looked at Jiang Heng with a smile.

"You definitely don't believe it, but I also want to know your huge Canglang Gang and the powerful Fu family. If you don't talk to a big man like Commander Lu, why are you looking for me as a pawn?"

The stall hand Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows and looked down at the old man, with his height, he was two or three heads taller than the old man.

"Alas, little friend, I don't want to form an alliance with the Pacification Division. It's not easy to deal with officials. The old man is allied with you alone!"

The old man laughed like a fortune teller on the street, very cunning.

"Senior, you make the juniors a little frightened, how can the juniors be so valued by the seniors?

"Hehe, you kid is not simple, just your hand just now, I dare to say that the entire Dayan is now unsurpassed!"

The old man waved his hand, then looked around and said with a smile: "It's not a place to talk about things here, you come with me, there are some things, the old man has to talk to you in detail!"

"Senior, you won't have five hundred sword and axe men in ambush, right?" Jiang Heng said with a smile.

"Hmph, you kid, five hundred knives and axes are not enough to deal with you!"

The old man didn't reply, he walked out tremblingly with a cane in one hand and a blade in the other, and he didn't know if the old man was pretending.

"Ancestor!!My ancestor! This person killed the four guests of my Fu family, and also made Xiao San like this, old ancestor, you have to be the master for me!"

Fu Qingshui dragged a pair of bleeding broken arms from afar at this time, he was just swept by the sword qi and was tired of the past, he didn't see the development behind him at all, and when the two arms were cut off, he woke up in pain and thought that Jiang Heng had done it, and when he saw that even a few Keqing were completely out of breath, and then he thought that the old ancestor was outside a lot of courage.

"Waste stuff, don't you lose face, get back to me!"

The old ancestor of the Fu family scolded with hatred on his face, and Fu Qingshui, who was scolding, was stunned, and before he could react, he saw his old ancestor smiling at Jiang Heng, whom he hated to the core, with a smile that was kinder than that of their juniors.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, please come with the old man!"

Then I saw the two of them laughing and disappearing hand in hand in front of Fu Qingshui like close old friends, and Fu Qingshui's heart was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. If his arm was still there, he would really want to slap himself twice to see if it was a dream.

When the group came to the inner hall of the Fu family, the old man asked the maidservant to take Jiang Heng to clean it.

I was going to refuse, but after thinking about it, I wasn't afraid of the other party's tricks anyway, and if I wanted to kill him, it was estimated that I had to gather half of the Canglang Gang, and it had to be organized in a neat and orderly manner. However, such a cost-effective deal, I believe that the ancestor of the Fu family will not make this decision easily as long as he is not stupid.

So after washing, changing into a navy blue robe that didn't fit well, Shi Shiran came to a private room next to the inner hall, the old man was already sitting opposite the Nanmu table, holding a cup of tea in one hand, obviously waiting for a long time.

The old man waved his hand to signal the waiting maid to retreat, and when he saw that there was no one in the room, the old man smiled and said, "Jiang Xiaoyou, sit!

Hearing this, Jiang Heng was not polite, and he carefully sat on the chair with his strength, he was not used to sitting on the chair outside, mainly because it was too heavy, and if it was not heavy, it would easily make it fall apart.

"You don't have to worry, this chair is made of fine ironwood, not to mention that you weigh thousands of pounds, even if it is doubled, you can sit on it!"

"Oh! The old-timers seem to be very familiar with the juniors! Aren't you curious about my strange ability?" Jiang Heng sat down at ease, but he turned to look at the old man in front of him with a smile.

"Strange ability?hehe, it's really rare in today's world that you have taken the path of external skills!"

The old man took a sip of tea, and his tone was very flat.

"Oh, old-timer, you said that in this world today, could it be that there are still people who have walked a similar path before? To be honest, the younger generation still thinks that I am the first person to pioneer this way!" Jiang Heng felt a little happy in his heart, as if the old ancestor of the Fu family in front of him really knew a lot.

It's worth it!

Hearing this, Fu Changsheng sighed slightly, smelled the fragrance of tea slightly, and his voice was already faint.

"My old man wanted to see someone like you when he was alive, but unfortunately he never had the opportunity to meet him in his life. The path of external martial arts was actually the right path of martial arts before the founding of Dayan! But that was all an old thing hundreds of years ago. ”

Seeing that Jiang Heng's eyes lit up, as if he had something to say, Fu Changsheng smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, this old man has been hiding in his heart for a long time, from the old man in my family to my ears, I have been hiding it in my heart, and now I can finally vomit it quickly!"

"At the beginning of the founding of Dayan, martial arts was based on external strength, and the world's martial arts were based on qi and blood, and they worked diligently every day to boil qi and blood, followed by boiling bones, and finally turning into a dragon!

The warriors who are kings of external strength all take the transformation of qi and blood into dragons as their ultimate goal, and they imagine each massive and majestic qi and blood as a giant dragon.

The limbs and head are five dragons, the heart is a dragon, and the rest of the five internal organs are three dragons.

It is equivalent to the great masters of our internal strength path today, but each has its own strengths, the external strength is mainly based on the body's qi and blood, and the internal strength is mainly based on the internal qi and viscera.

One breaks ten thousand laws with strength, and the other resists ten thousand laws with qi!

The external power is still leaning on the muscles and bones, pure strength, while the internal power is to use qi to exert complicated means, and the realm of the grandmaster can use qi to resist things, which seems to be a complicated means, but the ultimate goal is to kill the enemy.