Chapter 39 Tsk, the name of a good mother

Because the secret of Xuan Ku is the Heavenly Wolf Destroyer is too important, there are very few people who know about this matter, but all those who know about it are busy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

More than ten copies of the conversation between Xuan Ku and the young man in black have been copied and sent to everyone who knows, one copy per person.

They don't believe that this is Xuan Ku and the young man in black are just a simple fight, everyone thinks that this is Xuan Ku's code words, as long as they crack the code words, they may know the secret behind Xuan Ku.

It has been several days since the suspicion that Xuan Ku was the Heavenly Wolf Destroyer, and the Fengyuan Sect has spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but they can't find out at all.

But today's intelligence has become a breakthrough.

Decipher the code, and the next thing is to be bright.

They put down what they were doing and devoted themselves to the conversation.

But what the hell is this, and can this be any more fucking bullshit? A dozen people pondered, scratched their ears and cheeks, and some even tore off a lot of their hair and beard, but still nothing came of it.

They tried to take out the first and last words of each sentence, but they couldn't spell the sentence at all, and even took out the words of one of them and studied them separately, but there was no order at all, looking at them upside down, looking at them obliquely, these dozen people tried all the methods, but they didn't study anything.

"What the fuck is this?" An elder finally couldn't help himself and slammed the table, but he was still patient and continued to study the conversation between the two.

It turned out that they had found nothing, and even if they did find something, it would be meaningless.

More than a dozen people gathered together to study, but they were also staring at each other, scratching their ears and cheeks one by one.

At the end of the day, more than a dozen congenital masters collectively became angry, and in their realm, they would not get sick at all, but they were on fire, and a few of them were actually constipated.

The next day, these people met again, and after half a day and a night of investigation, the information of the black-clothed young man who was nonsense with Xuan was also sent to Xie Changkong's desk.

But the result is just as confusing.

Xuan Ku was the same as usual, eating noodles and shopping, and doing nothing all day, and the young man in black was actually shopping and eating, wandering around all day, but after talking to Xuan Ku at noon yesterday after a few inconsequential words, he didn't even go out, and the meals were all taken out.

As for the background of the young man in black, they used all their strength, but in the end, they had no clue, their name was unknown, their hometown was unknown, and their sect was unknown.

The only thing I know is that this black-clothed young man who is only in his twenties has an acquired cultivation.

At such an age, such a cultivation made Xie Changkong feel a little uneasy, what kind of sect can cultivate such a young master of the acquired world, even if it is a disciple with extraordinary talent, if he wants to cultivate to the acquired success at this age, it also requires a huge amount of financial consumption, and besides, no one is willing to send such a talented disciple out to perform a mission, not to mention this kind of dangerous task of nine deaths.

The identity of this young man is full of mystery, and it also makes Xie Changkong feel that the dialogue between the black boy and Xuan Ku is by no means an ordinary raffle, there must be something strange in it.

As a result, everyone conducted a more in-depth analysis of the dialogue between Xuan Ku and the young man in black.

For two days in a row, more than a dozen people from the Fengyuan faction were all worried, and one of them couldn't help it, threw the conversation between Xuan Ku and the black-clothed young man on the table, and scolded: "Fuck, Lao Tzu has not been sick for more than 200 years, and a few words of dialogue actually caused Lao Tzu to be constipated for two days." ”

Two days have passed, and Xuan Ku has never seen the black-clothed young man again, and after that guy was ridiculed, he didn't have the face to appear here.

The Fengyuan faction did not bring any trouble to Xuan Ku because of the appearance of the black-clothed boy, on the contrary, it also attracted a lot of attention from the Fengyuan faction.

"There is still more than half a month, and it seems that the cultivation can no longer be improved, even if it is improving, it can only increase the ability to protect itself a little bit. Xuan sighed bitterly, "Those idiots from the Fengyuan faction are really good, let them lure Xie Shitian out, but for so many days, there has been no movement at all, and there is no news at all for them to find Xie Yunfan's hiding place, so it is not a way to wait like this." ”

Xuan Ku was in the room, pacing back and forth, and from the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was very anxious, but helpless.

Toot!

There was a knock at the door.

Xuan Ku was overjoyed, it was already night, and someone knocked on the door at this time, something good must have happened.

The reason is very simple, he has been in Scenery City for so many days, and he has no friends at all, and the only people who know him are those from the Fengyuan faction.

"Could it be that Xie Shitian came out, or found Xie Yunfan. The bitterness on Xuan Ku's face was swept away, and he quickly ran over to open the door.

Belch!

The moment the door opened, Xuan Ku shuddered in fright and took a few steps back sharply.

He never imagined that the person who knocked on the door at this time was actually the old beggar he met yesterday, and after being scared away by him with six rings, he actually took the initiative to come to the door today.

What does he want to do?

"Master is here. Xuan said with a careful smile.

"Hmm!" the old beggar nodded, and slowly found a chair to sit down.

What does he mean by that?

"I've been following you for the past two days. The old beggar's words directly scared Xuan Ku stupid.

Doesn't that mean that the matter of my cultivation of the Great Demon Sutra has already been fully seen by the other party? Has my identity been exposed? Xuan Ku thought restlessly.

"To be honest, I always thought you weren't a good thing, but after two days of observation, I found out that you were really not a good thing. The old beggar was blunt, which made Xuan Ku have the urge to scold the street.

"Old man, what do you mean by that?" Xuan Ku's face was very ugly, if it weren't for the huge difference in strength, he would have strangled this old thing.

"However, you have the courage to face the powerful Fengyuan faction alone, which the old beggar appreciates very much. The old beggar turned a blind eye to Xuan Ku's anger, "Originally, the old beggar wanted to help you secretly, but there was something wrong with the sect, and the old beggar had to leave immediately, but before leaving, he was still a little worried about you." ”

Go out and meet nobles!

Hearing the old beggar's words, Xuan Ku not only breathed a sigh of relief, but also faintly felt that something good was about to happen.

"You monk is a little smart, and your talent is not bad, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too low, even if you try your best, you will definitely not be able to fight the Fengyuan faction, so before leaving, the old beggar decided to teach you a life-saving ability, even if it can't help you deal with the Fengyuan faction, but it can give you an extra chance to live." ”

"What kind of ability?Eighteen Palms of the Dragon or Dog-Beating Stick Method?" Xuan Ku looked at the old beggar with a flattering expression, "You won't pass your dog-beating stick to me, will you?"

Dog sticks?

The old beggar was stunned, only to realize that Xuan Ku had been staring at the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Are you the leader of the beggar gang?"

"The old beggar is the head of the Qingzhu faction, and he is known as the old beggar of Qingzhu. The old beggar said triumphantly, especially when he revealed his identity, with a sense of pride.

He firmly believed that as long as people knew who he was, they would be respected.

"Qingzhu faction? Xuan Ku replied very honestly, he had been living in Tianjing Temple, how could he know what the Qingzhu Sect was.

And when you hear the name, it doesn't feel good.

"The Qingzhu faction is the first sect in the Qianxi country, compared with the Tianjing Temple and the Fengyuan faction in the Longwei country, our Qingzhu faction has a higher status in the Qianxi country, the strength is strong, and it is a monopoly, and the status is unshakable. The old beggar said this, and the proud look on his face became heavier.

"I still haven't heard of it. ”

"The area of Qianxi Kingdom is three times that of Longwei Kingdom, with a vast territory and a large population, and strong people. The old beggar glanced at Xuan Ku and thought to himself that this must be able to scare you.

"A country with a vast territory and strong folk customs, the first major sect is called Qingzhu faction, how do you feel so motherly, and the name of your country is also very girly, it is actually called Qian Qian, this is clearly a girl's name. ”

Xuan Ku said to himself, "And as the head of the family, you have become a beggar, and you still need to beg in person, and you have to go to Longwei Country to beg for food, how poor do you have to be?"

Xuan Ku was talking to himself on the side, but he didn't know how angry he was when he heard these words in the ears of the old beggar.

The old beggar stood up with a pout, pointed at Xuan Ku's nose and scolded: "What do you little bastard know, I pretend to be a beggar, it's just a personal hobby, the strength of Qianxi Country is what you can imagine as a little kid." ”

Looking at the old beggar's menacing appearance, Xuan Ku was stunned for a while.

Some people like to be magnificent, some people like to pretend to be poor, some people pretend to be handsome, some people pretend to be forced, even if some people like men to dress up as women, Xuan Ku is not unusual.

However, there are still people who have a hobby of being beggars? What kind of strange country can cultivate such wonderful people?

But these words, Xuan Ku will not say, the purpose of the old beggar is to teach him the ability to save his life, if he is angry with this old man for a while, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Hehe, old man, what are you going to teach me? Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending or Dog Stick?"

"These old beggars don't know, and have never heard of it, I'm going to teach you a set of footwork. The old beggar propped up the ground with a bamboo pole and stood up proudly, "Our Qingzhu faction is a hundred miles away, all of them are green bamboo dense forests, disciples run among the green bamboos all the year round, and inadvertently master a set of footwork, which can make themselves as light as a swallow, and come and go freely in the bamboo forest, as long as they learn a trick and a half, even if they are in the midst of a million male soldiers, they can come and go freely, such as entering a no-man's land." The old beggar said this, and couldn't help but feel proud again.

"I thought you were begging for food and often being chased by dogs, so you practiced such a good light skill. Xuan Ku couldn't help but scold, but he pretended to have a surprised expression on his face, "Hearing you say that, it must be very powerful." ”

"That's nature. The old beggar frowned, and was in a good mood.

Since beating the old beggar to tell his identity, Xuan Ku has always been lukewarm, and he didn't take his identity seriously at all, if it weren't for Xuan Ku's talent, he would have been eager to kick Xuan Ku a few times.

Well, now that I'm finally surprised to hear my kung fu, old beggar.

As everyone knows, Xuan Ku's heart is another thought.

Running in the bamboo forest, is this a great skill? In the midst of a million male soldiers, it is like entering a no-man's land, bragging, if people are lined up into a wall of flesh, will you run out?

"And what's the name of your footwork?" asked Xuan.

"Green bamboo dance steps. ”

"Good lady's name. Xuan Ku shook his head and said to himself, "Not only the name of the country, the name of the sect, but even the name of kung fu, it is so ......."