Half a month later.

In a courtyard on the outskirts of Lin'an.

Xia Wuji stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttering, and his posture was chic, like a fairy. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, connecting many chaotic messages, and his thoughts flowed freely.

Suddenly, Xia Wuji opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a deep light, and he burst out without warning!

Rumble!!

A palm was struck, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring, and the energy was surging, like a boiling torrent, and it set off a hurricane, flying sand and stones. This palm power is violent, but it contains five layers of strength, one overlapping and one heavy, and one is stronger than the other.

"It's finally done."

A smile appeared at the corner of Xia Wuji's mouth.

He tried to integrate the essence of the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending into his martial arts system, and after half a month, he finally had a little gain.

"Good boy, he is indeed a martial arts wizard." Hong Qigong on the side praised it.

He did not pass on all the eighteen palms of dragon descent to Xia Wuji, but he taught the essence of this set of palms, and from time to time he also discussed with him, which helped Xia Wuji a lot.

The reason why Hong Qigong is so dedicated is to reward the two of them for clearing the scourge of scum for the beggar gang.

Second, for the sake of food, he has been completely impressed by Huang Rong's cooking skills.

Sanlai also saw Xia Wuji's temperament, although he was not a chivalrous man, but he was by no means a gangster, with clear grievances and grievances, and occasionally divergent thoughts.

This time, he taught him the essence of the eighteen palms of dragon descending, which can also be regarded as an incense love. In the future, if the beggars are in trouble, he will not sit idly by.

However, this Ouyang kid is still making rapid progress, and he is afraid that the next Huashan Sword Debate will be able to defeat a few of them and win the title of the world's number one master.

"It's almost time to leave."

Hong Qigong picked up the wine gourd, drank a few sips, and thought to himself.

"When I entered Beijing this time, I still have important things to do, so it's better to take advantage of the light skills now and leave directly, so as not to make Ouyang Boy tremble, go to rest, go to rest."

Thinking like this, the red light work is a little tiptoe, and the light work is unfolded.

"Brother Ouyang, Qigong, lunch is ready, come and eat." Huang Rong's crisp voice came from the lobby.

Hong Qigong's figure paused in the air for a moment, then folded, swept into the lobby like lightning, followed by a burst of praise: "Rong'er, what kind of dishes are you cooking?" It smells good, it smells good. ”

"The taste of this soup is really good, the cherry soup I ate in the Emperor's Imperial Kitchen more than ten years ago is far inferior to this bowl."

Huang Rong's voice also sounded: "Qigong, don't eat too fast, be careful of choking." ”

"Nonsense, the old Hua martial arts is not the best in the world, but there is no one to compare with in terms of eating...... Ahem, ahem"

……

After lunch, Hong Qigong lay on the chair, touched his bulging belly, and hiccuped comfortably.

It's a good day.

You don't have to do it, you have good food and drink, and it's not worse than what the emperor eats.

There is also a master who discusses martial arts and learns martial arts, so that he will not be bored to the end.

"Still, it's time to go." Hong Qigong sat up, with a rare reluctance in his heart: "I've been in Lin'an for too long, it's time to go." ”。

"That's right." Huang Rong was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Qigong, tonight I am going to make flower quails, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed Jiang Yao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon......"

Hong Qigong lay down again, anyway, there are still ten days to do it, and if you wait for half a day, it won't be a big deal.

Two days later.

Hong Qigong lay comfortably on the chair, lazily soaking in the sun. He rolled over, suddenly saw his right hand, and then sat up suddenly, his face pained.

"Hong Qigong, Hong Qigong, greedy and misguided, greedy and misguided, why don't you understand, you made a mistake once, do you have to make a second mistake?"

He once cut off his right index finger because of greed and misconduct, so he is also called the "nine-fingered beggar". He stood up, determined to leave.

"Qigong, eat steamed ......chicken with lotus petals at night," Huang Rong murmured.

Hong Qigong hurriedly covered his ears, showing a look of struggle: "Don't say it, don't say it, Rong'er, Ouyang boy, the interest is exhausted, I always call the flower and I'm leaving." ”

After that, he rose into the air and floated away, Ren Huang Rong called, and he didn't look back, just laughed and walked forward, the laughter was full of melancholy, and soon disappeared.

"Hey." After walking for a distance, Hong Qigong stopped and sighed.

As soon as he remembered that he had parted with the two of them, tears flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he murmured: "Chrysanthemum rabbit silk, roe deer legs, ginger vinegar gold and silver hooves, good soup ......"

Not because of gluttony, but to commemorate this great friendship.

"Qigong, why are you drooling? Are you hungry again? Do you want Rong'er to cook something for you? A hand patted Hong Qigong's shoulder, startling him.

"Ouyang boy, why did you come with you?" Hong Qigong's face turned red, and he hurriedly wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

Xia Wuji said: "Rong'er is afraid that something will happen to you, let me take a look." ”

"What can happen to the old flowers?" Hong Qigong waved his sleeves: "I've just been in Lin'an for a long time, and I'm just thinking about it." ”

Xia Wuji said: "Qigong might as well stay for a while and taste more food." ”

Hong Qigong shook his head: "The old beggar is home from all over the world, and the idle clouds and wild cranes are used to it, and they can't sit still." ”

Xia Wuji sighed: "The four seas are home, that is, the four seas have no home, it is better to live in Lin'an." ”

"You kid, you are angry and always called flowers." Hong Qigong glared at Xia Wuji, but he felt that what he said was very right, and he couldn't refute it.

"Haha, Qigong, I'm joking with you." Xia Wuji laughed twice, and handed Hong Qigong a gourd and bag.

"Qigong, you have to leave, and we won't stop you. In the bag are some delicacies made by Rong'er, you remember to eat them earlier, don't be rancid. The one in the gourd is the imperial wine, and the one supplied to the emperor is guaranteed to be no worse than the one in your gourd. ”

Hong Qigong took the belt and gourd, was stunned for a while, and then smiled after a while: "You two have a heart, the old beggar is gone." With that, he unfolded his body again and floated away, but this time the laughter was full of joy.

Xia Wuji watched Hong Qigong leave and returned to the courtyard.

"Qigong is gone, Brother Ouyang, you have almost read the Taoist classics of the palace, so let's go there to play next?" Huang Rong said.

Xia Wuji had already planned, and said with a smile: "Let's go all the way north, first go to Shaolin, and then enter the Jin Kingdom." ”

"Shaolin? Jin Guo? ”

Xia Wuji said with a smile: "Shaolin also has a martial art that I want to get, as well as seventy-two stunts, Buddhist classics." As for the Jin Kingdom, Mei Chaofeng is in a royal palace in the Jin Kingdom. ”

"Okay, Rong'er is ready to prepare."

……

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