Uncle Yang got up and came to Yang Cong's side, and said quietly, "What's your name?"

"My name is Yang Cong." Yang Cong also stood up and said to Uncle Yang.

"Let me ask you, would you like to follow me to apprentice?" Uncle Yang said, if it weren't for Lu Youzai's explanation, Uncle Yang wouldn't have cared about this matter at all, and it would definitely not be easy for Lu Youzai to be called a genius.

"This, I can follow you, but I can't worship you as a teacher." Yang Cong said.

Now Uncle Yang is interested, he wants to accept apprentices, and he has never been refused.

"I already have a teacher, he is my lifelong master, a teacher for one day and a father for life, I remember my kindness all my life, I have nothing to reciprocate but not to apprentice before I am alive." For Yang Cong, his master is only Ji Huang, he is the teacher of his life, and he will pass on all the skills he has gained all his life to himself, he doesn't care what others do, he only knows Ji Huang as a master in his life.

"Okay, I'm not going to be too strong, so you can follow me." Uncle Yang felt more and more that Yang Cong was extraordinary, and he understood these truths at a young age.

"Yes." Yang Cong responded.

Originally, with Yang Cong's previous skills, it should be okay to walk sideways in the rivers and lakes, but now there is such a problem, he can't even beat black and white impermanence now, you must know that black and white impermanence is the lowest level in the plot of painting the bad people in the rivers and lakes, if Yang Cong walks the rivers and lakes alone, the eyes and ears of the Xuanming Sect are all over the world, and it is easy to find Yang Cong, which makes Yang Cong have no choice but to follow Uncle Yang to that sword house.

After placing Lu Youzai's body, Uncle Yang took Li Xingyun, Lu Linxuan and Yang Cong through the woods and came to a place surrounded by green mountains, and there was a thatched hut made of bamboo at the bottom of the mountain, which was the sword house that Yang Cong said.

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In the sword house, Li Xingyun, Lu Linxuan and Yang Cong knelt in front of Uncle Yang.

"That is, entrusted by a friend, he will do the work of the end." Uncle Yang said: "I have two secret books here, Lin Xuan and Xingyun, the two of you practice separately, remember, don't peek at each other."

Uncle Yang threw the two cheats in his hand to Lu Linxuan and Li Xingyun respectively.

"Yang Cong, I don't have anything to teach you, your master should have taught you a lot of things, you just need to practice diligently." Uncle Yang said to Yang Cong.

"Sword Spectrum!" Lu Linxuan exclaimed.

And Li Xingyun looked at the cheats in his hand, and there were three big characters written on it, "Qianjinfang." ”

Li Xingyun looked up at Uncle Yang, wondering what this meant.

"The golden prescription is the work of the medicine king Sun Simiao's life's work, and it is very precious." Uncle Yang touched the beard under his mouth and looked at Li Xingyun, and said earnestly: "Xingyun, you must study hard."

"But what I want to learn is martial arts!" Li Xingyun shouted: "Why don't you teach me martial arts!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Why can my junior sister practice swords, but I can only study medicine." Li Xingyun's tone was already a little disrespectful: "You are partial."

"Bold." Uncle Yang slapped the table angrily and shouted: "Practicing martial arts hurts people, learning medicine saves people, and people in today's troubled times are not making a living."

Uncle Yang walked to Li Xingyun's side, looked at Li Xingyun sitting on the cushion, and said: "Asking you to study medicine is a piece of kindness for the teacher, I just hope that one day you can hang the pot to help the world and benefit the common people, but I don't expect you to learn the art of harming people."

"If you are as stubborn as you, it will be difficult to become a big thing in the future, if it is to harm the rivers and lakes, won't the old man's reputation be bad in the hands of your concubine." As he spoke, he came to the platform and pulled out the Longquan sword hanging on the wall.

"Master, you!" Li Xingyun said in horror.

"Instead of regretting it in the future, it is better to get rid of your evil obstacle today." Uncle Yang came to Li Xingyun with a sword, and was about to look at Li Xingyun.

"Uncle Yang has mercy."

When Uncle Yang heard this, he stopped his movements and looked at Yang Cong.

"Uncle Yang, the little nephew thinks that Xingyun is like this for a reason." Yang Cong said.

Although he knew that Uncle Yang did not kill Li Xingyun later, and from the fact that Uncle Yang had just arrived at the concubine in one of the few sentences, he could know that Uncle Yang had long known that Li Xingyun was the bloodline of the Li Tang royal family, and it was impossible for Uncle Yang to kill him at this point.

But the specific plot did not explain how Uncle Yang did not kill Li Xingyun, so just in case, Yang Cong decided to stop it, so that Li Xingyun owed himself a favor.

"Yang Cong, you say." Uncle Yang said.

"Xingyun, the old man who took care of him was killed by the black and white impermanence of the Xuanming Sect, and the grace of nurturing him cannot be repaid, but can only avenge it." Yang Cong said: "That's why Xingyun wants to learn martial arts so much to avenge him, that's why he contradicts you, Uncle Yang."

"Xingyun, is that what Yang Cong said?" Uncle Yang asked.

Li Xingyun threw a grateful look at Yang Cong, thanked Yang Cong for relieving him, nodded at Uncle Yang and said: "What Brother Yang Cong said is exactly what the apprentice thinks, the black and white impermanence killed my only relative, and I want to avenge him."

Uncle Yang snorted coldly and said, "Don't mention the matter of revenge, learn your gold recipe carefully, and today's matter will be over."

After speaking, he withdrew the Longquan sword from its scabbard.

For Li Xingyun, even if Uncle Yang doesn't teach him martial arts, there will be bad handsomeness to teach him martial arts, and since Li Xingyun was born, his life has been doomed, and he is destined to be ordinary.

Seeing Uncle Yang take the Longquan Sword back into its scabbard, Li Xingyun's heart calmed down, and he had a feeling of the rest of his life, all thanks to Yang Cong for freeing himself.

Yang Cong looked at the Longquan Sword on the wall, this is the Longquan Sword that makes the entire rivers and lakes crazy, in order to find the Longquan Sword, at all costs, it is for this legendary treasure of the Tang Dynasty.

The Longquan Sword is not of much use to himself, and the immortal medicine in it is a little attractive, but for Yang Cong, he doesn't need immortality very much now, he has the Northern Spiritual Skill, which can make him immortal, although it can't reach the kind of immortality, but compared to now, this Northern Spiritual Skill is still very strong.

And now, Yang Cong has to think about how to unseal the power in his body.

Yang Cong only hopes that he can return to his peak in the past eight years, otherwise he has no backhand power in the face of bad handsome, bad handsome people have lived for hundreds of years, and his martial arts are already the first in the world.

But in the final analysis, according to the level in the Xiaoao Jianghu, the bad handsome is only the congenital peak, and the innate peak is already the strongest combat power in this world.

If you want to defeat the bad handsome, you must break through the innate talent, and Yang Cong's peak moment is only the peak of the early stage of the congenital stage, how to do it.