Qing Xiazi understood but couldn't agree with this big apprentice's thoughts, but he couldn't tell his apprentice his worries, so he could only wave his hand and let him leave.

On the other side, Ziyangzi also took a person to peep at Huang Yu, and he said coldly: "Your Heavenly Dragon Sect has such a talent, but no one has found it?" ”

The person wearing the clothes of a Qingcheng disciple next to him was a little embarrassed and said: "Maybe it's a henchman secretly cultivated by an adult, I'm just a pawn planted by the Holy Sect in your Qingcheng faction, where is the qualification to know." ”

Ziyangzi turned his head and glared at him: "What are you Qingcheng faction?" Aren't you a disciple of Qingcheng? I warn you, don't show your feet, or I will destroy you lest the plan be ruined!" ”

The Qingcheng disciple shrank his head and muttered, and when Ziyangzi turned his head, he cursed silently.

……

Since the martial arts competition, Yan Yu handed over the matter of guiding his disciples to practice martial arts to Huang Yu, and he went to study swordsmanship with peace of mind, for this Qingcheng faction elder brother, fame and fortune are like floating clouds for him, after all, he had such an experienced childhood, there is no fame and wealth in the world that can make him feel at ease, only the sword in his hand can make him feel at ease.

Huang Yu naturally took over this responsibility, it took him a month to let all the disciples accept his identity as the head of the Qingcheng faction, although the senior brother of the Qingcheng faction is still Yan Yu, but for those disciples who have received Huang Yu's training and guidance, this powerful and hard-working senior brother Huang Yu is the idol in his heart.

Fame and fortune go hand in hand, the reputation and majesty among the disciples of the Qingcheng faction have been laid, Huang Yu is much more convenient in many things, the classics of the Qingcheng faction are read with him, anyway, there are few people in the door who like to read and read, except for those stunts and secret skills that can only be passed on by word of mouth between master and apprentice, other Qingcheng martial arts are basically open to him.

He was almost crazy to absorb all the nutrients that the Qingcheng faction could provide him, because he didn't have to sleep, and when the night was quiet, he either lit a candle and read in the room, or practiced martial arts under the moonlight in the night light, which can be said to be a rapid progress.

Although on the surface, the competition between him and Yan Yu is still more defeated and less victorious, but in the private competition, whether it is his amazing strength or true qi cultivation, it is enough to defeat Yan Yu, so that after this Qingcheng senior brother was defeated, not only did he not feel annoyed, but he focused more on studying swordsmanship.

Months passed in a hurry, and this night Huang Yu did not go to look through the Qingcheng classics again, but took out the Poison Sutra and the [Five Poison Treasure Book] that Shen Lan left for him.

The candles in the room were blown out, the doors and windows were tightly closed, except for a little moonlight leaking in, the room was pitch black, and in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Huang Yu looked at the books on the table silently.

Needless to say, several poison scriptures were all memorized by him, but they still needed to be used in practice to gain experience, but the [Five Poison Treasure Book] was one of the treasures of the Poison Dragon Sect, not only the supreme treasure book of using poison, but also the precious treasure of the Poison Dragon Sect.

In the past, the strange doctor Shen Jiu often studied after obtaining the treasure book, wrote down countless annotations of his experience, and sorted out a set of miraculous skills from it, Huang Yu was reading at the moment, it was this set of mantras of miraculous skills, and it was not until he made up for his shortcomings in martial arts knowledge that he dared to start reading these martial arts cheats.

What Shen Jiu sorted out is a set of internal skills, called [Five Poisons and Red Flame Gong], but the peculiarity of this internal skill is that it must have internal strength cultivation in order to cultivate, and this internal strength must also be pure and peaceful, not violent and extreme or have obvious attributes, and it is not good to be partial to yin and yang.

Fortunately, Huang Yu is only practicing the [Su Xin Jue] now, and the set of [Worry-free True Scripture] that can't tell whether it is a two-in-one or a three-in-one [Worry-free True Scripture] is still being accepted by him.

With the five poisons in the name, the set of internal skills left by the strange doctor Shen Jiu is naturally different from the general, it is not pure internal strength, but to people who already have internal strength, and they can also cultivate poison or find a poison master to help, and incorporate all kinds of strange poison essences into the body, the five poisons are just a general term, in fact, the monarch and the minister complement each other, yin and yang are combined, I don't know how many kinds of collocations there can be.

The essence of the five poisons is incorporated into the body, which not only strengthens the true qi, but also nourishes the body, especially making the true qi poisonous, blazing like fire, domineering and ruthless, and it is not an exaggeration to call it miraculous.

Huang Yu finished reading the mantra of the exercises, and knew that it was not difficult to practice this exercise, the difficult thing was the balance after practice, if the internal force was not strong enough, he might poison himself one day when he practiced, but if he practiced it, he would not be sick, prolong his life, and it would not be a problem to live as a person.

Fortunately, although the [Su Xin Jue] is not happy to enter the realm, it is better than Huang Yu's strong foundation, and now his true qi is enough to support it to practice martial arts, and even better is that the [Su Xin Jue] has its own wonders, and it can even come back to life when it is practiced to the peak, which coincides with the concept of [Five Poisons Red Flame Gong] to strengthen the qi with poison and hide life in death.

Although he understands martial arts, he is now in Qingcheng instead of Luoyang, and there are not so many poisons for him to practice, but there are also a lot of toxins hidden in his body that was refined by Shen Lan to be [Hundred Poisons Are Invulnerable], and even his own blood is now milky white instead of bright red, in other words, he himself is a king-sized poison.

There are no materials at hand, so he simply practices by himself, Huang Yu has always been bold, anyway, he is not afraid of practicing himself.

Sitting cross-legged, with his heart facing the sky, Huang Yu let his mind enter the realm of the underworld, but when he was pranayama and carrying true qi, he added the method of [Five Poisons Red Flame Gong].

Three weeks have passed, and there has been no change, just when Huang Yu was about to call it a day, a wisp of true qi was suddenly absorbed by his body, and the true qi that had been formless and substantial but had a real existence suddenly changed, and at that moment, Huang Yu's keen sense, his body seemed to be a little lighter.

With the beginning, just like the curtain of the movie opened, the flowing true qi turned into the body, if the feeling at the beginning may still be an illusion, then as the true qi turned into the body, Huang Yu not only felt more relaxed when breathing, but his body was also really a little lighter than before.

This change surprised him, because although the weight has been reduced, the strength of the body has increased unabated, if it weren't for the martial arts masters in this world who have some unique skills, if he went to a world like Lu Ding Ji, he could already run rampant in the world with his physical body.

"True Qi is absorbed by the body to strengthen the body and light the body, I'm afraid it's not about to become a qi introduction into the body, the Su Xin Jue plus the Five Poisons Red Flame Gong, this is almost the same as the cultivation of the true exercises."

Of course, this is just a joke, the Five Poisons Red Flame Gong absorbs the essence of poison into the texture, and the true qi with endless vitality refined by the Su Xin Jue is combined with the essence of this body and the monarch and minister into a great tonic, further strengthening his body, and after the physical body is strong, it will increase his transformation into more true qi, which is more miraculous than pure practice of [Five Poisons Red Flame Gong].

"It seems that the [Five Poisons Red Flame Gong] promoted by Shen Jiu's predecessors is indeed feasible, but the requirements are a little higher, the peerless internal skills of the poison masters are all rare things, and the balance must not be excessive, although it can be solved automatically by practicing to a high depth of body true qi, but before that it is extremely dangerous, it is like chattering under a guillotine knife, and I don't know when I will die in Huangquan."

Huang Yu put his hands together and bowed to the Five Poison Treasure Book, and the predecessors and future generations enjoyed it, saying thank you as a matter of course, he put away the treasure book and Shen Lan's Poison Sutra, and carefully hid it in the secret box he took out from the wall, and then returned to the bed and sat down cross-legged, carrying the True Qi to restore the wear and tear when the poison power was running.

Martial arts training is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, and you can't slack off.

……

Although the name of Huang Yu is getting louder and louder in Qingcheng Mountain, it has not yet spread to the rivers and lakes, the people in the martial arts have a straightforward temperament, regardless of the controversy, right or wrong, success or failure are all based on fists, others do not see your fists before, only rely on boasting to get a name after all, like a paper kite in the wind, and the rain will become mud.

"Senior brother, it's time to go to the farm today to collect rent."

After finishing the morning class, several Qingcheng disciples found Huang Yu and said respectfully.

He is now the de facto elder brother in the Qingcheng faction, such a thing as money and grain taxes, Qingxiazi is too square to take care of it, Ziyangzi is busy intriguing and can't look down on such trivial matters, Yan Yu used to be reluctant to be responsible, but now he naturally pushes it to Huang Yu.

Those disciples who were in charge of secular affairs were all clever people, and they naturally obediently followed the footsteps of the new senior brother, looking forward to his guidance one day.

Huang Yu knew the importance of money and food, and when he heard this, he responded happily and followed several Qingcheng disciples down the mountain, learning about the situation of the Qingcheng Sect Farm on the way.

Although the Qingcheng Mountain Road is steep, it is still easy to walk, not to mention that these people are not ordinary pilgrims, they move and jump like apes, and they easily let go of Qingcheng Mountain.

Huang Yu took the lead, his posture was relaxed and leisurely, far surpassing others, and it was even more rare that he led everyone down to the foot of the mountain in one breath, but he didn't even take a breath of air.

Riding up the mountain and down the mountain Qingcheng faction's own horses, the group galloped away, but after a meal, they arrived at the farm.

There are no twists and turns in the matter of rent collection, these tenants of the Qingcheng faction have lived here for hundreds of years, and have farmed for the masters of Qingcheng Mountain for generations, but maybe the owners of those tenants a hundred years ago were not called Qingcheng, and Huang Yu only needed to come forward to accept the salutes of the heads of the farms.

When the matter was almost done, he refused the invitation of the village leaders to stay for dinner, and Huang Yu asked a few people to go back to the mountain.

It's just that as soon as he rode out of Zhuangzi, he saw a tall man running on the ridge outside the farm, this person was no more than seven feet tall, dressed as a peasant man, his face was full of mud and plaster, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, it was rare that he was born with big shoulders and a round waist, and he didn't know what he had eaten to grow so strong.