On this day, Guo Jingzheng opened the mountain palm over and over again, hitting the big tree kept shaking, and the branches shook, and the leaves fell one after another. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the young man was unmoved, and only cared about practicing, hoping to comprehend the gist of the second master's guidance as soon as possible.

In the end, it was the Seven Monsters Han Xiaoying who made the final decision.

During the six years that Wu Youliang practiced martial arts, Temujin led his elite soldiers to gallop through the desert for thousands of miles, encroaching on dozens of large and small tribes, and was already one of the three most powerful overlords in the Mongolian steppe.

Guo Jing killed two birds with one stone, won Temujin's appreciation, and gave him a golden knife that the latter protected himself.

However, since receiving the reward that day, Guo Jing has been restless, and he hesitated, not knowing whether to go to the cliff or not.

But he thought that no matter how he practiced, he would never be able to do what the second master requested, so he slapped the branches and leaves without falling, and thought of the Taoist priest's martial arts, and finally gritted his teeth and ran out of the tent.

He didn't want to disappoint the seven masters, especially the second master.

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After Wu Youliang pointed out some of the essence of Guo Jing's opening palm, he retreated again, which was related to the palm he hit Yin Zhiping, and carried the essence of Beidou Dafa, so he had to meditate and cultivate so as not to fall into hidden dangers.

After a full month, he walked out of the tent,

However, when he saw Guo Jing again, he couldn't help but be surprised, compared to a month ago, the latter's breathing was soothing and longer, his eyes were brighter and deeper, and his steps were lighter.

Is it Ma Yu?

Wu Youliang originally thought that he slapped Yin Zhiping and abolished the kidneys of the little Taoist, and he was destined to evil the seven sons of Quanzhen, no matter how broad-minded Danyangzi was, it was already generous not to come to the door to ask for an explanation, how could he go to Mobei in person like in the original play to teach Guo Jing's internal skills.

Isn't it Ma Yu?

That night, Guo Jing secretly got out of the tent again, ran towards a mountain cliff, stayed at the bottom of the cliff, climbed up along the gap, and after climbing a few feet, after exhaustion, a rope was thrown down from the air, carrying him and disappearing into layers of clouds and mist.

In a few moments, a figure appeared at the bottom of the cliff, swimming silently up the steep cliff like a ghost.

Is it really Ma Yu?

As soon as Wu Youliang went to the top of the cliff, he saw a middle-aged Taoist priest not far away who was instructing Guo Jing to practice the skill of Tuna, who was lying on a bluestone, exhaling and inhaling according to the mantra and tricks told by the Taoist priest, and meditating quietly.

"Dare to ask who the chief is?"

In the silent night sky, a voice suddenly sounded, startling Ma Yu to sit up suddenly, and Guo Jing almost lost his breath.

After a month of retreat, Wu Youliang thought about a lot of things.

In the world of condor shooting, he inherited a brilliant scholar.

Sixteen years ago, although the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan were lowly in martial arts, they were finally a little chivalrous in the Xiajiang generation, unlike those who traveled alone, they were already notorious, infamous, and difficult to turn back.

Now, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan have gone to Mobei for 16 years because of Quanzhen's teaching of Changchun Zhenren, and they are chivalrous and brave, and they are even more famous.

A tree lives a skin, and a man lives a face.

Wu Youliang is a secular man, and he also wants a good name.

With his skills, he can eavesdrop on the side unconsciously, or, in the name of the master, find a reason to let Guo Jing explain the internal skills and mental methods taught to him by Ma Yu.

But there is a good saying, if people don't know, they can't do it unless they do.

In the future, if you do it with someone, once you hit the real fire, you will definitely not be able to hide your roots.

At that time, a notorious person who steals the martial arts of other sects will not be able to escape.

His reputation stinks, and the six monsters also stink, and the best ending is to cut off his robe, and at worst, he may face each other with swords and clean up the portal.

Sometimes, Wu Youliang really thinks that the three views of the martial arts world are very peculiar.

Another example is the spirit of contract, in the real world, even if you sign a contract, sometimes it is not insured, and there is a possibility of breach of contract, and in the martial arts world, most of them are like a mountain, if you agree with someone in writing, in his eyes, you will look down on him and insult him, not only can things not be negotiated, but also may fight.

I remember that there is a plot in the world of Yitian, that is, Zhang Cuishan and his wife returned to the Central Plains from Ice and Fire Island, surrounded by several factions of masters, and forced to ask the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun.

Wu Youliang was fascinated by it.

To achieve this step, first of all, it is a superb martial arts, and secondly, it is the faith of a promise.

If you can't do martial arts, you are destined to have a weak heart in some things, that is, no one will obey you, and if you can't do it, no one will believe in you.

Therefore, the integration of the two, everyone convinces you and believes in you, that is, it can produce an amazing effect.

Now, he has martial arts, and he also has faith......

In a word, he has no choice in the world of laughter, but he has a choice in the world of condor.

Moreover, with his current strength, even if he faces the four uniques, he may not be able to retreat with his whole body.

Since life and death are worry-free, why do you need to be as urgent and subordinate as the world, so that people look down on you.

Moreover, Guo Jing is his apprentice, and he has learned the internal skills of the Quanzhen Sect, what kind of statement is it!

"Poor Dao Quanzhen teaches Ma Yu, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" The middle-aged Taoist priest made a gesture.

"Second Master!" Guo Jing exclaimed, looking a little frightened, Wu Youliang pressed his hand, indicating that he should not be impatient.

"It was originally the head of the Quanzhen Sect, it was rude, and it ranked second among the Seven Monsters in the South of the Yangtze River, and the scholar was also a wonderful hand."

Wu Youliang replied, he was dressed in a clean green shirt, no longer Zhu Cong's sloppy appearance, and his appearance was young and generous, no wonder it was difficult for anyone to associate him with the original brilliant scholar when they saw him.

"I have admired the prestige of the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan for a long time, and today I have the fate to meet Second Brother Zhu, how fortunate is it." Ma Yu said again.

"I don't know if Ma Daochang is driving to Mobei, what do you think?" Wu Youliang asked.

"Second Brother Zhu is serious, Poor Dao traveled here a few days ago, met Guo Jing by chance, and saw that he was kind-hearted, so he taught some Tuna Kung Fu to strengthen the body without the permission of the Seven Heroes in advance, please don't be surprised." Ma Yu explained.

"The Taoist chief has fulfilled Guo Jing's intentions, where do you dare to blame." Wu has a good way.

"There is still something unclear about the poor road, I wonder if Second Brother Zhu can solve the puzzle?" Ma Yu suddenly asked again.

"Ma Dao Chang is polite." Wu has a good way.

Ma Yu pondered for a while, and finally asked, "The breath of the second brother of the poor Taoist temple Zhu seems to be a lineage of my Taoist Xuanmen, I don't know why the disciples have no internal foundation?" ”

The implication is that you are willing to work hard for Guo Jing for 16 years, and the latter is so good, how can there be a reason to hide it and not teach it.

Although it is an abrupt statement, it is always reasonable.

Wu Youliang groaned, and then carried out the Zixia Gong, and the purple qi on his face was immediately thick, but the purple qi was strong and weak, and it was a little floating.

"Don't hide it from the Taoist, I got a secret book in my early years, but the scriptures are obscure and incomplete, and in the past six years, I have been carefully figuring it out, and I still can't understand it thoroughly, and I understand it thoroughly, where do I dare to pass it on to the apprentices rashly."

"It's a poor road."

Ma Yu suddenly said again, "If Second Brother Zhu doesn't dislike the poor Dao's rough martial arts, you and I might as well sit down and talk about it." ”

Happiness came too suddenly.

Wu Youliang had a feeling of being hit by a pie, he had already stopped hoping for it, but suddenly the peak turned around, and he was really overjoyed.

Ma Yu said to sit down and talk, that is to put it tactfully, which means that if you don't understand something, I will guide you.

Wu Youliang will not know what is good or bad, Ma Yu's martial arts are inferior to him, but when it comes to the authentic essence of Xuanmen in his chest, where can he compare to the latter.

Although he didn't know how serious Yin Zhiping's injury was, he could see that Wu Youliang disregarded his identity and beat the junior, so he knew that he was angry.

If Wu Youliang is willing to accept his favor, then there is still room for things to slow down, otherwise, the Quanzhen Sect will have to build another strong enemy.