Huang asked Gongye Qian to choose a site and build a academy, so that Deng Baichuan took Bao Wei and the evil two to continue to deal with the secret forces of the Murong family. Those who are willing to transform will do serious business, and if they do not change after repeated teachings, they will be asked to be new people.

Huang Ze and Ling Yuhan went to Drum Mountain, Wu Yazi is Wang Yuyan's grandfather, Ling Yuhan is very grateful to him, Huang can't help but pay a visit.

"Hmph, you are the Murong Fu of the Gusu Murong family? He looks good, but I don't know how martial arts are, how to learn? Wu Yazi's momentum pressed towards Huang, as if the next moment was a thunderous blow, "Do you think you are worthy of our family Yuyan?" "Riding the wind, without the cliff's body not moving, there is an invisible wall of qi slapping towards Huang.

Huang thought impatiently in his heart, how come there are such self-proclaimed smart elders everywhere, you give me a horse, don't you investigate my strength? He waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Senior Wuyazi, you must not be angry. We love each other, and I think I'm pretty good. As he spoke, the internal force had pressed against Wuyazi. The qi wall laid by Wu Yazi's seventy years of skill was easily broken through by Huang, and the miraculous thing is that Wu Yazi was not injured, his internal force directly disintegrated, his mind dissipated, and he was only slightly tired.

This hand's kung fu to disintegrate the opponent's internal force shows Huang Jingchun's internal force cultivation, he has a commanding position and controls everything, so that he can break the skill of Wuyazi, but he is not injured. This kind of offensive of "moisturizing things silently" shows that Huang is far from being able to control the internal force.

The next moment, the strong wind from the yellow sleeves made his breathing block, and it was not until three breaths later that he returned to normal. Wu Yazi's face changed, and his eyes were extremely cautious.

Huang Gong said respectfully: "I heard that the predecessors are strange people in the world, and they are omnipotent in various arts such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, medical architecture, and planting opera. ”

Huang took out a bamboo flute, and Wu Yazi showed an interested look, Ling Yuhan couldn't bear to look at it directly: "This is a family heirloom instrument of the Huang family, he is going to play big." "Huang's playing skills were learned from Huang Yaoshi, and later he was better than the blue, he was intellectually strong, and he was able to distract countless people, and this art was displayed to the peak by him.

Huang Lian played it repeatedly, and Wu Yazi was amazed, but he felt strange: "Such a famous song, it is impossible to be unknown, why have I never heard it?" Huang held the bamboo flute in his hand, and had a great sense of independence: "These songs have never been born, and they are just not composed." ”

Huang didn't feel guilty about saying this, because the song just now was really made by himself. In the open matrix of the Condor World, Huang's own spiritual power is also extremely strong, and he has plenty of time to study art. He may not be the best in music, but it is still easy to become a top player with intelligence and time.

Huang may later play "Smiling Proud Jianghu" or later famous songs to communicate with Wu Yazi, but he will not take these things as his own. There is no need anymore, he is no longer in that weak state, he wants to copy things to increase his prestige quickly. He is at the pinnacle of the low demon world, and he can completely use fair and honest means to achieve all his goals

Wuyazi regarded Huang as his own, Wuyazi nodded, and said to Ling Yuhan: "It's okay to pass the test." ”

Ling Yuhan rolled his eyes and snorted angrily, "Grandpa, are you treating him like this?" I knew I wouldn't be here to treat you. ”

Wu Yazi smiled: "If you don't get angry with me, my grandfather will be happy, you went to Tianshan, but your uncle came to me to make trouble for several days." Huang looked at Wu Yazi and secretly admired, at such an old age, there are still people who are worried.

Wu Yazi and Huang looked at each other, and the two sat and talked for a month, talking about various arts, and constantly competing. Wu Yazi has an easy-going personality, but he doesn't like Huang to be modest and let him, so he dies by himself, and the two compete in talents, and Huang wins completely. This kind of medical architecture, Huang casually said a little, which made Wu Yazi open his eyes and sigh to himself. And the most proud "Zhenlong chess game" in Wuyazi's life did not stump Huang, Huang played chess with him for three days and used nine methods to break him. In the end, Wu Yazi threw in defeat and sighed: "There is a genius like you in the world!" ”

The brain intelligence of the yellow man is dozens of times that of ordinary people, and the level of intelligent computing power can build a virtual world, and the two are perfectly combined.

Huang sincerely sighed: "I'm not a genius, I'm just a middle-aged person, but I have a great opportunity and spent a lot of time......" He knows himself very clearly, although he has won a big victory in front of this generation of strange people, but he knows that he is because of the superposition of countless travel experiences, which is his "brush" achievement. He didn't dare to be the name of "genius", all of which came from his efforts to "brush" the fantasy world.

After Ling Yuhan heard this, he was touched and glanced at Huang deeply.

Wu Yazi and Huang looked at each other, and the two sat and talked for a month, talking about various arts, and constantly competing. Wu Yazi has an easy-going personality, but he doesn't like Huang to be modest and let him, so he dies by himself, and the two compete in talents, and Huang wins completely. This kind of medical architecture, Huang casually said a little, which made Wu Yazi open his eyes and sigh to himself. And the most proud "Zhenlong chess game" in Wuyazi's life did not stump Huang, Huang played chess with him for three days and used nine methods to break him. In the end, Wu Yazi threw in defeat and sighed: "There is a genius like you in the world!" ”

The brain intelligence of the yellow man is dozens of times that of ordinary people, and the level of intelligent computing power can build a virtual world, and the two are perfectly combined.

Huang sincerely sighed: "I'm not a genius, I'm just a middle-aged person, but I have a great opportunity and spent a lot of time......" He knows himself very clearly, although he has won a big victory in front of this generation of strange people, but he knows that he is because of the superposition of countless travel experiences, which is his "brush" achievement. He didn't dare to be the name of "genius", all of which came from his efforts to "brush" the fantasy world.

After Ling Yuhan heard this, he was touched and glanced at Huang deeply.

Wu Yazi and Huang looked at each other, and the two sat and talked for a month, talking about various arts, and constantly competing. Wu Yazi has an easy-going personality, but he doesn't like Huang to be modest and let him, so he dies by himself, and the two compete in talents, and Huang wins completely. This kind of medical architecture, Huang casually said a little, which made Wu Yazi open his eyes and sigh to himself. And the most proud "Zhenlong chess game" in Wuyazi's life did not stump Huang, Huang played chess with him for three days and used nine methods to break him. In the end, Wu Yazi threw in defeat and sighed: "There is a genius like you in the world!" ”!! (Important notice of this site: Please use the free APP of this site, no ads, no errors, fast updates, members synchronize the bookshelf, please pay attention to the WeChat public account appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy) Download the free reader!