"It is rumored that there is a divine skill in Shaolin Temple, called [King Kong does not damage the body divine skill], could it be that you are practicing Shaolin kung fu?"

The sky was full of clouds in the west, and Hong Qigong, who was known as the nine-fingered beggar in the rivers and lakes, looked at Fang Yuan in front of him, and suddenly couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, I haven't consulted the famous nine-fingered beggar Hong Qigong yet, why did you come uninvited?"

Fang Yuan smiled, did not rush to answer his words, but asked with a smile.

"Eh, it's always called Huazi abrupt, don't be surprised by Fang Boy."

Hong Qigong smiled when he heard this, and glanced at Fang Yuan with some embarrassment.

Originally, he wanted to rely on his own kung fu to hide in the dark and observe Fang Yuan for a few days, to see what kind of character this Tsing Yi Xiushi who broke out of his reputation was, but he didn't expect to be discovered by him just after he arrived, and he was forced out in this way.

After all, he is a character who is about to enter Xiangyang City, and he still has a group of people, so he has to be cautious, Guo Jing can't leave Xiangyang, so he will come to take a look, but now that he is directly discovered by Fang Yuan, he is a little embarrassed, where can this old face go.

"Speaking of which, the old name Hanako is curious about your kung fu, you have such kung fu at a young age, how did you practice it?"

The embarrassment was only a matter of a moment, and the next moment Hong Qigong put away his expression and asked with a curious look.

"Practice slowly."

Fang Yuan glanced at him, didn't answer, and instead pointed to the carriage on the side.

"Since Hong Qigong is here, why don't you have a glass of wine together?"

Saying that, Fang Yuan looked at the sky, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's dusk now, but it's not good to hurry, and wait for the team under his command to rest for one night, and they will definitely be able to rush to Xiangyang tomorrow morning, and then these six hundred men will have to trouble Qigong to take care of them." ”

"The affairs of Xiangyang are arranged by Guo Jing, but it's still okay to have a glass of wine."

Hong Qigong shook his head, turned to laugh, jumped around, and took the lead in getting into the carriage.

"It is rumored that the Seventh Duke has a lot of opinions on eating, and now it seems that the rumors are true."

As soon as Hong Qigong's buttocks sat down, Fang Yuan sat down on another futon in the carriage, looked at Hong Qigong who was grabbing the chicken on the small table in the carriage and gnawed on it, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, people must always have a preference in the world, otherwise it will be boring."

Hong Qigong shook his head, unceremoniously took a sip of wine from his wine glass, then took a bite of the meat on the chicken thigh, and looked at Fang Yuan: "I don't know what your preference is?" ”

"My preference?"

Seeing that Hong Qigong was eating fragrantly, Fang Yuan also dragged off the other chicken leg, opened his mouth and took a bite, feeling that it tasted good.

"Men have nothing but power, wealth, and martial arts, and power is too troublesome, I'm not interested, and wealth is a thing, as long as the force is not as much as you want, so there are two left, one is beauty, and the other is magic."

After gnawing the chicken thighs three or two times, throwing the bones down, Fang Yuan said with a smile, as if he didn't care that others knew his purpose.

"Oh, then you came to Xiangyang, do you want the Nine Yin True Scripture, or the Ten Slaps of the Dragon?"

Hong Qigong raised his eyebrows, threw down the bones in his hand, wiped the greasy corners of his mouth instead, and asked Fang Yuan.

"The Nine Yin True Scripture and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending are all first-class divine skills, any of them can be."

Fang Yuan's eyes rolled, and he looked at Hong Qigong in front of him with a smile.

"Hehe, this eighteen palms of the dragon descending are the secret of my beggar gang, but I can't teach you, but the "Nine Yin True Scripture" is okay, but let's talk about it first, you can't be in Hu Laiyou after you arrive in Xiangyang."

Hong Qigong nodded when he heard this, said it to himself, and then glanced at Fang Yuan obliquely.

"Oh, since Qigong is willing to teach, then Xiaosheng naturally has no reason to refuse."

Fang Yuan's eyes moved, followed by an instant awakening, and then said with a smile.

Obviously, this decision was made by Hong Qigong temporarily.

Fang Yuan has made a lot of noise in the past three months, and people are selfish, it is impossible to say that he has no purpose in coming to Xiangyang this time.

It's just that although Guo Jing is in charge of Xiangyang now, it is not stable, Fang Yuan's wave of people with unknown purposes come, no one knows whether it is a blessing or a curse, after being pointed out by Huang Rong, Guo Jing is having a headache It happened that Hongqi Highway passed, and after knowing his troubles, he said casually to help him find out what kind of character this Tsing Yi Xiushi is, who knows that it doesn't matter if you look at it, you will be startled when you see it.

This Fang Yuan is young, and since he has a strength that is not much different from him, it is really terrifying.

Hong Qigong's actions just now looked arbitrary, but in fact, he was wary of it, for fear that this Tsing Yi Xiushi would give him a blow, but now it seems that this worry is superfluous, but the problem that should be solved still needs to be solved.

After eating a chicken leg just now, Hanako's head has never turned so fast as it did at this time, and finally chose to ask questions bluntly, making things easier and solving the problem.

This Fang Yun doesn't look like a person who will break his word and gain weight, if he reaches an agreement with him, the matter should be resolved, and it will also save his uneasy apprentice from worrying every day.

Although I believe that Huang Rong's girl should have a way to deal with it, she is pregnant after all, so it is better to work less.

Now it seems that the hard work is a step ahead of him, otherwise he doesn't know what will happen if he is allowed to go to Xiangyang.

Even, even Xiangyang City will be in chaos because of this.

What is Jianghu?

This is the rivers and lakes.

Your purpose, my purpose, and everyone's purpose are intertwined in a world.

At this thought, the smile on Hong Qigong's face was also much easier, and he followed unceremoniously pulled off the two chicken wings.

"I said you remember, I only said it five times, how much you can remember depends on your ability."

With a smile on his face, Hong Qigong didn't care whether Fang Yuan was ready or not, took a bite of chicken wings, and spoke directly.

It's just that his lips opened and closed very smallly, and the voice went straight into Fang Yuan's ears, obviously using the sound transmission technique, Fang Yuan's expression was also correct, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he listened carefully.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency with more than loss, so the void is better than the real, and the lack is more than enough. Its meaning, its mystery, its profoundness, the image of heaven and earth, the candidate of yin and yang, the cause of change, and the omen of death and life. ”

"Do not seek and the relics are the same, do not make an appointment and be quiet and clear, the words are subtle, the things that are tested are not distant, it can be said that the sect of the Tao, the beginning of life."

Speaking of this, Hong Qigong slowly ate a bite of chicken wings, and continued to speak, and the general outline sequence of "Nine Yin True Scripture" was slowly explained by him.

"If the sky is fast, the wisdom is mysterious, although the plan is based on the knowledge of life, the standard is also qualified for training, and there is no way to give it, and it is not ...... to be produced by the person."

Fang Yuan's eyes seemed to be narrow, and he remembered everything Hong Qigong said with all his might, and every word was like an imprint in his ears, and it was deeply remembered by him.