Huang didn't care about Wei Zimo's attitude, he touted his own elixir, and the more he bragged, the more mysterious it became.

"Ordinary people, it's not that they are born like this, but that they lack cultivation and don't activate the true qi and strength in their bodies. The Pill is to activate the innate latent internal force and true qi of this kind of person, and compared with ordinary people and martial arts practitioners, there is naturally a big difference, so it is said to increase the five success powers."

"And those who practice martial arts, especially those who have achieved success, have already activated and used the true qi and internal force in their bodies, and there is not much true qi and strength still lurking in their bodies. Even if the Eli Pill is a miracle elixir, it is impossible to create true qi and internal force out of thin air. Therefore, the increase in this success depends on the cultivation and cultivation of the parties! ”

Huang's words are clear enough, Wei Zimo is not a fool, so he naturally understands the truth.

So he was dumbfounded, and the suspicion of Tuo Lidan in his heart was reduced a little.

Huang really wanted to sell his Liquor Pill fiercely, and lost no time in saying to Wei Zimo: "Do you want to have one Shaoxia?" ”

Wei Zimo shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Sir's Divine Pill is very expensive, and it is ...... Forget it......"

I thought: Even if I ate ten pills, without the Dragon Sword, I wouldn't be able to practice one sword to the extreme. The so-called unity of swordsmen is this truth! No matter how good your kung fu is, it's hard to succeed without the right weapons!

Huang seemed to be sure to do Wei Zimo's business, circled around him, and suddenly said: "Looking at the background and temperament of Shaoxia, he must be studying under a famous master." You actually have such cultivation at such a young age, but if you take my Temper Pill, it only takes two hours, and your true qi and skill will be close to the peak. ”

Wei Zimo raised his head and was silent, his face was full of smugness, and he muttered to himself: "That is, in the whole world, except for my master's sword ghost sorrow, who can practice a sword ghost sorrow to the seventy percent realm?" So Mr.'s Divine Pill, Wei Mou...... Don't waste it! ”

When Huang heard this, he was immediately stunned: "A sword ghost? Wei Shaoxia is from Xiyue Peak? How could it be...... Alas! The old man thought he was really a disciple of the Fog Hidden Sect...... Wei Shaoxia, do you have a grudge against the Fog Hidden Sect? ”

Wei Zimo suddenly wanted to give himself a slap, and before going down the mountain, the master had confessed, don't expose your identity easily, don't have to do it as a last resort, and don't use a sword trick that is ghostly. Now it's okay, I'm in a hurry, and I almost even told my life experience.

He didn't guess wrong, the reason why Huang saved him was indeed because he pretended to be a person from the Fog Hidden Gate in the gladiatorial arena. Now that he has inadvertently protected his home, Huang will naturally suspect that he is improperly pretending to be the Fog Hidden Door.

So he said to someone Huang: "The one lying down is the disciple of the Fog Hidden Sect, I have nothing to do with the Fog Hidden Door, the reason why I lied about the Fog Hidden Door is to make a joke with that little brother." ”

Wei Zimo revealed that he was the heir of a sword ghost, and Huang didn't care if he pretended to be a disciple of the Fog Hidden Sect, so he said to himself: "The apprentice taught by the old devil of Xiyue Immortal is naturally amazing. Thirty-nine lying on the ice, three dog days exposed, only the young man can suffer such a hardship......"

Wei Zimo's body trembled, and he hurriedly got up: "Mr. Huang turned out to be acquainted with his teacher?" ”

Huang Shanren smiled slightly and said: "I've been a rival for decades, I broke his leg and saved his life, do you think it's an old acquaintance?!" ”

It turns out that there is such a play, which is indeed an enemy.

Huang Shanren and Wei Zimo got a little closer, and then asked: "Shaoxia, how is Xiyue Immortal all these years?" Is he still that vicious? ”

Wei Zimo couldn't answer this.

That's right, Mr. Xiyue is a vicious devil, in order to build Wei Zimo into a sword ghost and sorrowful heir, Sanjiu lying on the ice, three dog days exposed, all kinds of vicious tricks have been used. The days Wei Zimo spent in Xiyue Peak were not much different from the sea of fire under the Sword Mountain.

Since he was six years old, Xiyue Xian forced him to lie in the ice and snow in only a pair of shorts in winter, from the beginning of October to the end of the month, one hour a day, and not a day can fall. In the middle of summer, I also wore only a pair of shorts, lying on the hot stone slab, from the beginning of June to the end of August, the same three months, one hour a day, and one day could not fall.

In the words of the old devil Xiyue Xian, this is called "devil training". Wei Zimo was a little lazy, and he was punished with an hour of devil training, and at worst he was whipped up.

Fortunately, Wei Zimo's face is very competitive, no matter how it is exposed, it is still as delicate as a baby's face. No matter how you lie on the ice, there will be no cracks. Skin is like clotted fat, nothing more than that!

Wei Zimo didn't know how to answer someone Huang, but when he heard someone Huang's words, he changed his mind and said, "But...... The young man's chest was filled with infinite resentment, and he couldn't release it, so he became ill, coupled with these years of devilish training, he used his immature true qi and internal force prematurely, and his vitality and true qi collided with each other, resulting in sluggish movement and slow down of his body......"

"Mr. Huang!"

After all, Wei Zimo was young and frivolous, and as soon as he heard Huang someone's words, he immediately interrupted: "Although I, Wei someone, am not talented, if it wasn't for saving this little brother just now, dozens of killers of the Red Dragon Gang would have easily dealt with it." Despite this, those dozens of poisoned arrows can't get close after all. What does the gentleman say that he is sluggish and slow? ”

Huang shook his head, smiled and said, "Since Wei Shaoxia is so powerful, how could he be intercepted and killed by a group of people near Dongling last night, lose his BMW, and fall to the point of being penniless?" ”

Wei Zimo was suddenly shocked: "You...... Track me? ”

Huang still had a mysterious smile on his face: "As I said just now, Qingzhou City is not big, and Qianzhou Province is not big, and there is little wind and grass, so naturally it can't be hidden from my Huang someone's ears......"

Wei Zimo was stunned, even if what Huang Shanren said was true, it was impossible for everything that happened in Dongling last night to reach Qingzhou City.

Last night, he did ride a BMW to Dongling, but before he could start climbing the cliff, he was ambushed by a group of mysterious masters. Under the chaotic arrows, the person escaped unharmed, but the BMW and the silver ticket were indeed lost.

Wei Zimo went to Dongling, purely out of curiosity, his main task on this westward trip was to find the flower seeds of the entwined peony! So I didn't worry too much in Dongling, and I came to Qingcheng.

Huang said, pointed to the huge mansion, tilted his head, grinned, and said to Wei Zimo: "Hmm...... In this way, Wei Shaoxia can compare with the old man to see who moves faster! ”

"Huh?" Wei Zimo was immediately shocked, and looked embarrassed: "This is ...... Not good......"

Then he smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter, Mr. Huang used to be the imperial doctor of the palace, even if the junior accidentally injured Mr., Mr. has a good medicine to treat!" ”

"Alas......"

Huang sighed lightly and said to himself: "Wei Shaoxia's problem is not just slow action......

didn't say anything later, probably referring to Wei Zimo being too crazy!

"Haha, my old beggar has a good show."

The old beggar slapped happily and encouraged Wei Zimo: "Wei Shaoxia is blessed, he can get Huang Shanren's guidance, and he will have great success in the future!" ”

The more Wei Zimo listened, the more uncomfortable he became: In the future, Lao Tzu will be "Dacheng" now. Secretly tell yourself that you must let the old beggar see it for a long time!

By comparison, Wei Zimo is naturally not good at using weapons. What's more, what people say is only faster than action, not how strong the martial arts are and how good the swordsmanship is.

Huang took a handful of dust whisks on the coffee table, jumped into the middle of the courtyard, and said to Wei Zimo: "That's it, let's play a game, the dust whisk in my hand and the hairpin on the young man's head are the treasures we compete for each other, whoever wins first wins!" ”

The dust is so big, and in the hand, the target is prominent, and it can be easily taken down.

In contrast, hairpins are small and worn on the head. As a martial artist, the hairpin has been taken away, can this head be saved?

In the gladiatorial arena, the hairpin of Yin Zheng, a disciple of the Cold Moon Gate, was easily taken down by him, and he didn't say a word, and admitted defeat on the spot!

Now that Huang Shanren wants to take away his hairpin, is it because he wants to be angry for Yin Zheng? This old guy is too blind to see.

Wei Zimo was suddenly insulted by his birth, and he was a little more malicious towards this so-called Huang Shanren.

Are all the good people in the world dead? Even a person like Huang, who only has silver in his eyes and speaks viciously, dares to call himself a good person?

The old beggar was really spineless, he just got a few bones thrown away by Huang, and he actually put on such a high hat for him.

This old guy must have stayed in the small mountain town of Qingzhou City for too long, and he didn't know the truth that there was heaven outside the sky.

It's okay, before leaving Qingzhou City, it doesn't hurt to play the game, and by the way, teach this bad old man who doesn't know what to do!

So, Wei Zimo jumped into the middle of the courtyard, two feet away from Huang.

Turning sideways to face someone Huang, he didn't bother to give it up, and said directly: "Mr.'s dust is so conspicuous, if I succeed easily, someone will inevitably say that the younger generation is bullying the elderly." In this way, I let my husband have one hand, and two sips of tea can't get the dust, count me as losing! ”

Huang shook his head slightly, and a few snowflakes that fell on his long eyebrows shook off instantly.

sighed: "The young man has a good foundation, and he was in Cuiliu Lane before, and his swordsmanship was also very good." It's a pity that not only is it a depression and a disease, but also impetuous, arrogant, and not calm enough, which leads to frivolity ......"

Wei Zimo's heart froze, and the resentment that had been pent up for many years suddenly soared.

Huang continued: "I can't blame you, it's all caused by the depression in my heart, if I take my Temper Pill, I will definitely be able to make the young man's depression dissipate, open-minded, sunny day, relaxed and happy." In this way, it is equivalent to unloading a heavy burden, as long as the dantian lifts the qi, the body is as light as goose feathers, and the movements will not be so slow; There are people in the eyes, virtue in the mouth, love in the heart, and kindness in the deeds, and naturally the virtue is highly respected......"

Respectable, don't think about Wei Zimo at a young age.

But the body is as light as a goose feather...... This Wei Zimo needs it very much!