"You want my skills?" Wu Yazi asked.

"Yes" Chen Ziang nodded, he was sure that Wu Yazi would pass on the internal force to himself, because in the original plot, Xuzhu gave him the internal force without killing Ding Chunqiu, so there is no reason not to pass it on to himself now.

If it really doesn't work, then use the Northern Pluto Divine Skill to forcibly suck it away!

"Your current cultivation is no longer under me, I can't think of anyone else in the world who is your opponent, what use do you want to use this internal force?" Wu Yazi asked.

"There is no end to martial arts, the Central Plains martial arts are capable of many people, I don't think I'm invincible in the world, no one is too much to cultivate for this thing, right?" Chen Ziang can't tell Wu Yazi that there is a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple who is particularly awesome, and his cultivation of martial arts is against the sky, right?

"No wonder you can reach the level you have now, there is no end to martial arts, but I am sitting in the well and watching the sky," Wu Yazi said with emotion.

"Did the old-timer agree?" Chen Ziang asked.

"I am willing to pass on most of my cultivation to you, but I have to keep one percent to nourish my body, otherwise I'm afraid my time is short," Wu Yazi said, the reason why he was able to live to be more than a hundred years old was also because of his profound realm and deep internal strength.

If these internal forces are gone, Wuyazi won't last long at all, but he still wants to live in this world for a while longer.

"Good!" Chen Ziang immediately agreed, if Wu Yazi passed on ninety percent of his life's skills to himself, he estimated that he could only absorb three or four percent, but it was also a very terrifying amount.

It's just that obviously because he killed Ding Chunqiu first, Wu Yazi no longer uses his kung fu to pass on to Xuzhu to improve his strength like before, Wu Yazi is a mortal after all, and he still has some emotions and six desires.

"Then let's start, Xinghe will go to the entrance of the cave to protect the Dharma, don't let anyone in" Wu Yazi said to Chen Ziang after finishing speaking, "Take off all the clothes on your body, and don't leave any of them"

"This" Chen Ziang didn't react for a while, could it be that this old mallet has been lonely for a long time, and his sexual orientation has changed?

"There can't be anything on the body when passing on the gong, otherwise the two of us will easily go crazy" Wu Yazi saw Chen Ziang's puzzled look on his face, so he explained.

"I see" Chen Ziang breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was thinking too much, but he still couldn't accept it in front of an old man who was more than a hundred years old.

"That's right, senior! It's better for me to directly use the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb internal force," Chen Ziang suddenly thought.

"You obtained the Northern Spiritual Skill from the Wuliang Cave in Wuliang Mountain? Is there another exercise called "Lingbo Weibu" in addition to the Northern Shengong? Wu Yazi asked in surprise.

"Yes"

"Providence! Providence! In that case, you can start exercising, and by the way, I can take a look at how far your Northern Spiritual Skill has reached," Wu Yazi said.

Chen Ziang put his hand on Wu Yazi's body with ease, and at the same time transported the Northern Spiritual Skill to absorb the internal force in his body.

If the internal force is compared to water, then the lifelong cultivation of the cliffless is like a sea of sea, which makes people unable to explore the end.

But it is precisely in this way that Chen Ziang has a little more confidence in defeating the sweeping monk after absorbing his internal strength.

The process of absorbing internal force is very refreshing, but the absorbed Wuyazi does not feel pain, but his years of cultivation no longer belong to him, and it is somewhat not a taste.

At the time of the three incense sticks, Chen Ziang took his hand off Wu Yazi's shoulder, although his realm was still the realm of congenital perfection, but the momentum of the whole person had risen by a notch compared to the original.

There is only one opportunity left to break through to the next stage, but if you want to break through, you can't rely on absorbing people's internal force, but a completely different way.

"Keke, if I break through again, I should start cultivating immortals, right?" Chen Ziang asked.

"Yes, another breakthrough is the first stage of immortal cultivation: the qi refining stage," Coco replied.

"I see"

"Chen Gongzi, congratulations! Your current cultivation is estimated to be unrivaled in the martial arts," Wu Yazi said with a faint smile.

"Thanks to the help of the old gentleman" Chen Ziang has benefited at the moment, and it is not impossible to praise this cliffless son.

"It's a pity, although Ding Chunqiu was eliminated by you, but I also ended up with a lifelong cripple, it is estimated that I should leave after a few more years, if in this last time I can rely on my legs to walk all corners of the Great Song Dynasty and enjoy the scenery of mountains and rivers, how good it would be" Wu Yazi said regretfully.

"Perhaps, I can cure your disability, maybe" Chen Ziang was not sure that he could, so he only said a maybe, because there is still a very detailed introduction to the restoration of orthopaedic bones in the "Medical Ancestor Sutra".

"I'm already very grateful to you for having this heart, but this is not something that can be done with deep internal strength. I was pushed down by Ding Chunqiu from such a high cliff, if it wasn't for the deep internal strength to pick up half a life from the hands of the king of Hades, I might have died at that time!

But even if you are lucky enough to survive, your body is still crippled everywhere, and now that so many years have passed, there is no hope of a cure at all" Wu Yazi shook his head with a smile.

"How do you know if you don't try? I also know a lot about medicine, maybe it can really be cured? After Chen Ziang finished speaking, he took out several acupuncture boxes from the third space, and there were dense silver needles in them.

"Okay, huh? Where did you get the silver needle? "Wu Yazi was a little curious.

"Senior, if you believe me, then I'll try, if you don't believe me, then I'll leave now" The reason why Chen Ziang wanted to help Wu Yazi was also because he had received so much favor from him, so he thought he would help if he could.

"Since you said that you have confidence, then I will accompany you to gamble, if you lose the bet, my old life is gone, and if you win, you can live like a normal person for a few years," Wu Yazi said calmly.

"It's not that serious, even if you fail, you won't have to worry about your life" Chen Ziang was a little speechless, it seemed that Wuyazi still didn't believe in himself very much

"So what are you waiting for, let's get started," Wu Yazi said.

"Offended" Chen Ziang first stretched out his hand to observe Wu Yazi's hands and feet, then took the pulse for a while, and then opened the needle.

One stitch, one stitch, a total of seventy-eight stitches were pierced on Wuyazi's body, and he was also sweating profusely after the next stitch, because the needle required a lot of experience concentration and consumed a lot of internal force.

He performed the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" that he had redeemed from the system store in reality last time, and he performed a total of six times, seventy-eight needles.

"How does it feel?" Chen Ziang asked, he was confident that his Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate should be performed more perfectly.

"It seems to have a little pain, and it worked!" Wu Yazi reacted at this time, he had no consciousness in the past thirty years after his physical disability, and even if he stabbed him with a knife, he would not react.

But now, it hurts!