The smoke clears!

Huang Rong saw Situ Qing standing, his expression was not abnormal, and the heart hanging in his heart suddenly relaxed.

"It's always called a flower, you don't care!"

I only heard the old naughty boy scream, and saw Hong Qigong sitting cross-legged on the ground, with blood left on the corner of his mouth that had not been wiped clean.

Only then did everyone realize that with the move just now, the two of them used all their strength, and Hong Qigong was defeated by Situ Qing and was shocked.

Seeing Hong Qigong like this, Huang Rong trotted to Situ Qing's side and said softly, "Are you okay?" ”

Situ Qing shook his head, this result is not unexpected, looking at the Condor Guo Jing has also practiced the eighteen palms of dragon descending, but he is still defeated by the five uniques, which shows that the end of the martial arts is fighting for internal force, only if the internal force is strong, any martial arts can be displayed to the extreme.

If Hong Qigong learned the Jiuyang Divine Skill, with the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, the person who lost might be him.

"Brother Situ, you are so powerful, you have injured all the seven princes." Huang Rong's pretty face was full of smiles, as if she had won Hong Qigong.

Situ Qing smiled and was modest: "It's just luck, maybe Senior Hong didn't use all his strength and was careless." ”

How strong is the Jiuyang Divine Skill, it can be seen from the Yitian World that Zhang Wuji has cultivated for five years, and after becoming successful in the Qiankun One Air Bag, he is invincible in the face of the attack of the six major factions.

Later, he was in Shaolin Temple alone to fight the three major monks of Shaolin to cross the misfortune, the catastrophe, and the disaster, there is such a sentence in the original book, and the internal strength of the three of them together can be equal to Zhang Wuji.

Undoubtedly, Jiuyang Divine Skill is very powerful.

After all, it is a martial art that focuses on internal strength.

Moreover, Jiuyang Shengong allowed Guo Xiang and Zhang Sanfeng to establish Emei Wudang respectively, which laid the foundation for its strength.

The four of them stood near Hong Qigong, and no one spoke.

After a while, Hong Qigong woke up from meditation, looked at everyone, his expression was a little unnatural, and he smiled embarrassedly: "I'm ashamed, I'm always called Hua Xian ugly." ”

"It's always called a flower, it's nothing to lose once, I don't know how many times I've lost the old naughty." The old naughty boy never takes winning or losing, and when he loses, he fights back.

Situ Qing: "......."

"Situ boy, your martial arts are really powerful, and you always tell Hua to lose your heart." Hong Qigong is a straight-hearted character, and if he loses, he loses.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and continued: "By the way, did you teach this martial art to a stupid boy?" ”

Situ Qing was surprised: "Are you talking about Guo Jing?" ”

Hong Qigong nodded, shocked in his heart, such a powerful martial arts have been spread, this person's realm is so high, I am afraid that no one in the world can compare, and said with a smile:

"Sure enough, you passed on your skills to that stupid boy, I saw that your internal strength was strange just now, and I haven't noticed it yet, but when your true qi is released, I feel that your martial arts are exactly the same as Guo Jing, and that stupid boy said that it was taught to him by the eldest brother he met on the road."

"What, Brother Situ, your martial arts have been passed on to others, what benefits did that person give you." The old urchin shouted.

The rest of the people were also curious, after all, Situ Qing had always exchanged martial arts for martial arts.

Situ Qing didn't answer, but looked at Hong Qigong and asked, "Senior Hong should have accepted him as an apprentice?" ”

Hong Qigong was taken aback: "How do you know." ”

This kind of thing, except for him and Guo Jing, the beggar gang disciples don't know.

Really.

The protagonist of Destiny is just different.

Although Situ Qing didn't believe in any luck, he knew that Guo Jing still had the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and his heart was a little shaken.

Does luck really exist?

He pondered for a while and said slowly: "Since Senior Hong knows Guo Jing, I think he should be able to be appreciated by Senior Hong, plus he is kind-hearted and attaches great importance to love and righteousness, Senior Hong should like it very much." ”

Hong Qigong laughed: "You're right, this stupid boy is kind-hearted and chivalrous, and he always asks Hua to accept him as an apprentice." ”

"Qigong, why are you a stupid boy, how can you be like this." Huang Rong said with a smile.

Hong Qigong shook his head and said: "If you saw him, you wouldn't say that, if that stupid boy is one-tenth as smart as you, he won't be called a stupid boy if he is always called Hua." ”

"Don't talk about that." The old naughty boy shouted, "I want to know, what kind of powerful martial arts did that Guo Jing have exchanged for Brother Situ's martial arts." ”

"Change?" Hong Qigong looked strange and didn't know why.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking over, Situ Qing shrugged: "I gave it to him for nothing." ”

It can't be said that Guo Jing will take care of his family in the future, this kind of unknown is too terrifying.

"What!"

Everyone was stunned.

Don't ask for anything, give a person such a powerful martial arts.

"I just think they're good." Situ Qing added another sentence, knowing a person's heart, he will pass on martial arts, otherwise he will not give it.

The old urchin scratched his cheeks and muttered, "You must get to know Guo Jing another day, what is the charm that makes one of you give martial arts and the other accept apprentices." ”

When Situ Qing heard this, he glanced at the old naughty boy, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Next.

Hong Qigong also knew Situ Qing's way of changing martial arts, although he really wanted to get Jiuyang Divine Skills, but the beggar gang could not pass on martial arts.

Unless it's a beggar disciple.

Unable to get the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, Situ Qing was a little disappointed in his heart, but with the Nine Yin True Scripture, he no longer had too strong requirements for other martial arts.

He felt that if he practiced the Nine Yin True Scripture, his strength would increase several times.

On this day, there was no hurry, so I rested.

.......

Time flies, and a month passes in a blink of an eye.

Hong Qigong also followed him to Yueyang, because on July 14, the beggar gang meeting was to be held in Junshan, Dongting Lake.

In the past month, he and Hong Qigong and the old naughty boy often discussed martial arts, and occasionally sparred, and unconsciously his martial arts improved rapidly.

It is worth mentioning that Huang Rong learned Hong Qigong's light skills and leisurely travel.

this day.

Situ Qing and his entourage were resting in an inn, and after a while, they received a message from the beggar gang disciples and found Qiu Qianren.

A beggar disciple said: "Helper, Qiu Qianren is in Yueyang Tower." ”

Hong Qigong had already spread the news of looking for Qiu Qianren, and the disciples of the Beggar Gang were already at odds with the Iron Palm Gang, and news came ten days ago that Qiu Qianren was in Yueyang.

The reason why I could find it so quickly was because the headquarters of the Iron Palm Gang was near Yueyang.

By the way, this place is not far from the Master of One Light, and it is only a few days away.

After the group learned the news of Qiu Qianren, they rushed to Yueyang Tower.

It has to be said that Yueyang Tower is a thousand-year-old building, established from the Eastern Han Dynasty, after wind and rain, suffered many destructions, and remained in the countless constructions of later generations.

During the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai wrote such a poem.

The building view of Yueyang is exhausted, and the Sichuan Dongting is open.

The geese lead the heart to go, and the mountain is a good month.

The clouds even stayed, and the sky received the cup.

After getting drunk, the cool breeze rises, blowing people and dancing sleeves back.

.....

Later, Du Fu also wrote a poem, which used to hear the water of Dongting, and now goes to Yueyang Tower.....

This is enough to show that Yueyang Tower has been loved and praised from ancient times to the present, and it is an indelible existence in history.

The group came to Yueyang Tower, which became a scenic spot in later generations and is now a restaurant.

Before I entered the door, I saw that the store was full of people, and business was very prosperous.

The attentive Huang Rong was amazed to see several beggars drinking and eating food around a table at one of the tables.

Because although these beggars had patches on their clothes, their clothes were clean, and then look at the beggars who led them in, all dirty, with black faces, and broken bowls in their hands, this is the appearance of beggars.

The two are far apart.

She didn't understand, she wanted to ask, but she knew it wasn't the right time.

The beggar wanted to go up to the second floor, and the second child in the store blocked the way and shouted: "Hey, hey, you stinky beggar, can you come in here." ”

Huang Rong frowned, pointed to the beggar table, and said with a smile: "How do they explain?" ”

"He... They ....." Xiao Er was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, a few beggars at the table turned their heads, originally very angry, but when they saw Hong Qigong, they were shocked and all ran over.

"You eat, you eat, don't care about me, the old flower." Hong Qigong smiled, and didn't care about how many people were eating and drinking.

But where did those beggars dare to eat, they stood aside obediently, and they didn't dare to come out.

At this time, Huang Rong asked, "Qigong, how are they different from this beggar." ”

"That's because the beggars are divided into dirty clothes and clean clothes, one advocates dirty clothes and the other advocates clean."

Situ Qing knew that these two factions did not exist from the period of Hong Qigong, and if they were to be traced back, they were Qiao Feng in the Tianlong period.

Hong Qigong was surprised: "Situ boy, do you know? ”

"Qigong, I also heard about it." Situ Qing said with a smile, he hadn't said that the two factions were at odds, because the two factions had different philosophies about beggars.

After a short chat, the group went upstairs, this time Xiao Er did not stop them, the second floor is your living room, every table here has to add money, because the scenery is good, you can see Dongting Lake from afar.

The beggar went up to the second floor, looked around, and pointed to the table by the window, where there was an old man with gray hair: "He is Qiu Qianren." ”

Qiu Qianren also happened to look over, and when he saw the beggar pointing at him, he turned his head in a panic, but he quickly calmed down and continued to eat and drink.

Aunt Ying and the old urchin glanced at each other, and the two of them flashed in front of Qiu Qianren, and were just about to reach out to arrest someone, Qiu Qianren shouted: "What are you, dare to be presumptuous in front of Qiu Qianren floating on my iron palm!" ”

Poof!

Situ Qing couldn't help laughing, just because the way this person spoke was that fake Qiu Qianren.

The answer to Qiu Qianren was a punching bag-sized fist.

Just listen to the bang.

Qiu Qianren flew out, and every tooth was knocked out.

"You, what are you doing, why don't you have any martial virtues." Qiu Qianren panicked, he was floating on the water with iron palms, are these people blind.

The old urchin was stunned.

Not because of Qiu Qianren's words, but because Qiu Qianren was so weak.

"Brother Situ, can he kill my child?"

Ying Gu and the old urchin both looked at Situ Qing, seeking an explanation, who can win against such a weak scumbag?