After Zhao Wen approached, a trace of internal force without Yazi naturally wandered through Zhao Wen's body.

There is no trace of any internal strength, but I have all the veins, and more importantly, I am so strong that my muscles and bones are rare in the world, combined with Zhao Wen's temperament and demeanor, in the eyes of Wu Yazi, I am simply a natural disciple of the Carefree School.

It's just that there is an incredibly pure Taoist internal force entrenched in the dantian.

"This was passed on to me by my father before he died!"

Wu Yazi couldn't help but bring in a literati who only practiced internal strength but didn't practice much moves and didn't even have the slightest combat experience, and passed on his internal strength to his son before he died.

Nei Li flicked along the muscles, and he had already sat down on the silk thread in mid-air again, and turned his head to look at Su Xinghe again, although he didn't speak, Su Xinghe suddenly knew that what he was going to say was no longer suitable for him to listen to.

"Good boy, can you tell me what kind of martial arts your mother is practicing?" Although it has been determined that the one in front of him is definitely his poor grandson, Wu Yazi still wants to confirm it for the last time.

Zhao Wen was overjoyed in his heart, this was also the biggest confidence he dared to pretend to, but he replied with doubts in his mouth: "It's Xiao Wuxianggong, do you have anything to do with my family?" ”

Wu Yazi nodded slightly, Zhao Wen's identity has been completely determined, the three major divine skills of the Xiaoyao Sect, ordinary people don't even know the names, but his mouth is still extremely gentle: "I am your grandmother's senior brother!" ”

He now has no face to admit that he is the grandfather of the young man in front of him no matter what, but he is Li Qiushui's senior brother, and it is not a lie, but he still asked curiously: "Xiao Wuxianggong is the top internal strength in the world, why don't you practice?" ”

Seeing that Zhao Wen's eyes were vigilant, Wu Yazi opened his mouth and recited the content of a small Wuxianggong.

Zhao Wen knew in his heart that this was his last test, and immediately replied to the content of a small Wuxiang Gong, so he said with a look of regret: "When my mother taught me, I just memorized it like other martial arts, I thought that I would never use a knife or a gun in my life, but I didn't expect such a tragic thing to happen!" ”

Xiao Wuxianggong is one of the three major magic skills of this door, only his junior sister has to pass it on, and later passed it on to his daughter, he also knows some from his junior sister's mouth, outsiders can never know, and now Zhao Wen naturally recited the content of Xiao Wuxianggong, and Wuyazi has no doubts about Zhao Wen's identity.

Just thinking that his daughter and grandson were so bullied by the Dali Duan family, Wu Yazi suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart, looked at Zhao Wen, and couldn't help but substitute for his poor daughter: "You put this on first!" ”

A ring shining with different colors flew out of Wuyazi's finger, put it on Zhao Wen's finger, and blew it out in one breath, and in a "rustle" sound on the wall facing Wuyazi, dense small words appeared.

As the head of the Xiaoyao faction, he can't let the Xiaoyao faction be cut off in his own hands, but Su Xinghe's qualifications are too poor, so Wu Yazi engraved the head of the Xiaoyao faction's Gong, the Northern Shengong, on the mountain wall in front of him, just worried that if he had an accident, this exercise would still be able to be passed on.

I didn't expect to survive in this cave, but I waited for my own grandson, and both temperament and qualifications are very suitable for the rules of the free school.

Looking at the wall in front of him, Wu Yazi's face naturally showed a look of pride, and he sighed in a low voice: "This is the world's top internal strength method, after you cultivate, you will definitely be able to become the world's top powerhouse, and then you will be able to protect your mother!" ”

Zhao Wen looked at the wall, and Wu Yazi began to explain on the side, and after finishing speaking, a pair of cold hands had been pressed on Zhao Wen's abdomen, and the pure yang internal force that had been entrenched in the dantian disappeared instantly.

An extremely gentle internal force entered Zhao Wen's body, and in just a moment, it guided Zhao Wen's consciousness to run through his body in an extremely strange order.

Immediately after the second run, Zhao Wen could clearly feel that a large amount of internal force flowed from Wuyazi's body towards his body, and after a while, it was not until Zhao Wen's meridians began to feel the swelling pain that he slowly stopped.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the slowly falling Wuyazi, without the support of internal force, the current Wuyazi has completely lost the fluttering fairy-like temperament that he saw when he first came in, with wrinkles on his face and eyes full of dead silence, anyone who sees it can understand that the current Wuyazi has reached the end of his life.

Zhao Wen originally thought that even if Wu Yazi wanted to pass on his Northern Spiritual Skills, he would only start after teaching him other exercises of the Easy Sect.

didn't expect that the other party would be so fragile, and after telling himself about it as soon as they met, he crossed the internal force.

"Old sir, old sir!" Zhao Wen shouted urgently.

"Take your mother to hide first, and wait for you to refine all the internal power that I passed on to you, just Dali Duan's clan is definitely not your opponent!" There was bitterness in Wu Yazi's voice, he was no longer able to teach any moves, and the most suitable candidate to teach this grandson on his behalf was Senior Sister Tianshan Tong.

But as soon as he thought of Tianshan Tong's reaction after knowing the identity of the young man in front of him, he immediately dispelled this idea.

Even if he had already passed on the internal strength of his whole body to the grandson in front of him, he didn't tell the young man in front of him that he was his grandfather.

As long as he thought of the miserable experience of his originally innocent and lovely daughter's life, the originally powerful free faction, but his own head could only hide in this cave, Wu Yazi couldn't help laughing madly.

After laughing a few times, he breathed heavily, and his head fell heavily.

"Old sir, old sir!" After screaming a few times, Zhao Wen hurriedly ran out of the cave and said urgently to Su Xinghe, who was standing in the courtyard with a lonely face: "Mr. Su Xinghe, come in and take a look, the old man is not good!" ”

Glancing at the ring on Zhao Wen's finger, it was just a moment as if Su Xinghe, who was several years older, first saluted Zhao Wen respectfully, and then tidied up his clothes, and then slowly walked towards the cave.

Over the years, in order to avoid Ding Chunqiu, he hid in this cave with his master, saying that he was alive, but in fact there was no difference between death and death.

If it weren't for the fact that his qualifications were too poor to inherit the exercises of his own sect, I'm afraid that the master would have not wanted to live a long time ago.

Now that I heard what happened to my daughter and met my grandson, I was able to pass on the exercises of this sect, which was also a relief for the master!