After Hong Qigong drank a few large sips of wine, his somewhat flustered mind calmed down a lot.

Rao is accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, and he has never encountered the situation of Fang Cai, and his identity of Lu Li has become more and more affirmed in his heart.

Soon, Hong Qigong licked his lips, looking unfinished, as if he was reminiscing about the sweetness and mellow aroma of the wine in his throat.

For Huang Rong's flattery, he ignored it for a while, and when he looked at Lu Li, a wisp of essence flashed in his eyes, and he smashed his mouth a few times, and then asked: "You just made that sword technique, but it is the mastery of the Dali Duan clan?" ”

"Oh? Qigong also knows? Lu Li was a little surprised.

"Southern Emperor" Duan Zhixing is also the later master of a lamp, he is proficient in a yang finger, which everyone in the rivers and lakes knows.

But the six-vein divine sword didn't seem to appear in the world of the Legend of the Condor Heroes, but Hong Qigong could see one or two, which made him a little surprised.

"When Huashan discussed the sword, Duan Wangye, who was as famous as me, once talked about it with us. His family tradition of martial arts is divided into nine grades, one grade is the highest realm, and when he reaches the realm of four grades, he can practice a more advanced one. It's just that the martial arts sword book has been accidentally destroyed, so he has never had a chance to learn it. Hong Qigong patiently explained.

"That's right, the younger generation has just made it the six-vein divine sword of the Dali Duan clan." Lu Li nodded with a smile and admitted calmly.

"Qigong, do you mean that this guy will also have the martial arts of "Southern Emperor"? ”

Although Huang Rong heard it in a fog, she could still guess one or two from the conversation between the two.

Huang Rong's gaze at Lu Li couldn't help but become a little strange, she had watched Lu Li come to the present step by step.

From the beginning when he couldn't hold dozens of moves in Guo Jing's hands, he can now be on par with the Northern Beggar.

The time span of this is only a little more than two months.

The snake blood of Liang Ziweng's treasure snake may have played a role, but they also drank it, and only a lot more than him.

In addition, the rivers and lakes have never heard of someone improving their martial arts skills so quickly.

"Qigong, are you mistaken, this guy shouldn't be the heir of the Loose Sect. Not long ago, his skills were not as powerful as Brother Jing's, so don't accidentally fall for him. ”

Huang Rong looked suspicious, obviously still suspicious, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

Speaking of which, she can't be blamed for this, it's really because she has been cheated by Lu Li too many times during this time.

"Then I can't be wrong, I once saw it in a book of the beggars. The Xiaoyao Sect has a supreme martial art called the Northern Shengong. After practice, it can not only be highly poisonous, but also absorb people's internal force and turn it into their own use. ”

When Hong Qigong heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, thinking of his personal experience just now and what he had seen and heard, and recalled.

It seems that his identity as the heir of the Loose Sect has been hammered by Hong Qigong.

Although Huang Rong's girl has bad intentions, she can also be called a god assist.

Lu Li stood aside and smiled slightly, but did not speak.

As for Hong Qigong's speculation, he neither admitted nor denied it.

"The Northern Spiritual Skill that can absorb people's internal force and turn it into one's own use, the eighteen palms of the Northern Beggar's Dragon Descending, and the martial arts that are more powerful than the Southern Emperor's One Yang Finger? If my brother Jing learns ......"

Huang Rong secretly thought in her heart, her beautiful eyes were even more brilliant, her smart eyes were staring at Lu Li tightly, and her gaze towards him seemed to be looking at a moving treasure.

"Brother Lu, are you really the heir of the Loose Sect?"

Mu Nianci pulled Lu Li's sleeve from behind and asked in a low voice.

"Yes and no."

Lu Li replied in a low voice, but he gave this ambiguous answer.

The signature martial arts of the Carefree School, the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu, he has done his best.

To a certain extent, he Lu Li can really be regarded as the successor of the Loose Sect.

"Brother Lu, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending just now are really powerful, much more powerful than the mountain opening palm technique that my master taught me."

Guo Jing stepped forward, scratched his head, and said with a sincere smile, his admiration and admiration were undisguised in his tone.

"Want to learn?"

Lu Li asked with a smile, not waiting for Guo Jing to answer. Listening to him, he said again: "However, I can't teach you, this is the beggar gang's mastery, I can just practice and play by myself, but I can't teach you, if you want to learn, you still have to find Qigong." ”

After getting along with Huang Rong for many days, Lu Li couldn't see her careful thinking at this time.

Lu Li's words were ostensibly for Guo Jing, but it was actually hinting at Huang Rong.

"Seven dukes, just after the fight, the juniors found that your eighteen palms of dragon descending, the last three palms are very different from what I have learned, I think you might as well stay here for a few days, let's also discuss the experience of this martial arts, how about it?" Lu Li suggested with a smile.

Lu Li's practice of the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon is the original version streamlined by Xiao Feng, if he remembers correctly, the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon were passed on to the generation of Hong Qigong, and the last three palms had already been lost.

The last three moves now are just moves created by Hong Qigong with his superb martial arts attainments and his understanding of this set of palm techniques.

The reason why Lu Li said this was firstly for the beauty of adults, and to return the last three moves of the eighteen palms of the dragon to Zhao, and secondly, to take the opportunity to fulfill the original fate of Guo Jing, a stupid boy.

Hong Qigong has been traveling south and north for many years, full of dark human accidents, where can he not hear his voice.

For Lu Li's kind invitation, he couldn't help but feel a burst of gratitude and trust in his heart.

Just as he was about to say yes, he heard another voice next to him.

"Yes, Qigong, you can live with us for a few days. My father also often said that if you meet the old man of Qigong when you are wandering the rivers and lakes, you must ask you for a few more tricks. Besides, Rong'er still has a lot of dishes that she wants to make for Qigong to try. ”

Huang Rong can be described as Bingxue Congyin, how could she not be white about Lu Li's hints, so she hurriedly kept it at this moment.

Now is a great opportunity to borrow water to sail, how can Huang Rong let it slip away in vain?

"Well said, well said."

When Hong Qigong heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

The long-lost martial arts moves, coupled with the temptation of food, I am afraid that if you put a knife on Hong Qigong's neck, he will definitely not leave.

Just after noon, Huang Rong pulled Hong Qigong to announce the names of the dishes, and carefully asked him what he wanted to have in the evening.

Lu Li looked at Huang Rong, who was pouring ecstasy soup into Hong Qigong, and couldn't help but smile.

Then his mind moved, and his eyes looked at the system interface.

【Faith from the Northern Beggar Hong Qigong+336】

【Faith from Guo Jing +172】

【Faith from Mu Nianci +169】

【Faith from Huang Rong +132】

【Faith from the Peach Blossom Island Lord +72】

[Faith from the people of the city +1]

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