Ren Yingying, as the Holy Aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect, the daughter of the former sect leader, and was favored by the current sect leader Dongfang Undefeated, controlling the antidote to the three corpse brain elixirs in the sect, and her status is respected.

Now, Yan Ming actually asked her to do this kind of chores?

Ren Yingying felt offended.

What's more, even if you don't look at your own identity and status, you can also look at your own appearance, right? Although Ren Yingying is not narcissistic, she also thinks that her image is very good, how can she be so ignorant of Fengyue and let a beautiful woman do this?

"I'm not going!"

Ren Yingying immediately refused.

"Miss Ren, I'm not discussing with you now, you figure out your situation."

Yan Ming said, his fingers moving slightly.

I had just witnessed the scene of Yan Ming killing Gongsun Oolong with great might, and his unfathomable strength left an indelible impression on Ren Yingying.

Now that she made a slight move, Ren Yingying was immediately taken aback, and she always felt that when the other party moved, all the points in her body were shrouded by it, for fear that the other party would suddenly make a move.

Seeing that Yan Ming could point fingers with Gongsun Oolong, and use magical means to seal the meridians for himself, Ren Yingying had already regarded him as a master of acupoints.

Looking at Yan Ming's calm gaze again, Ren Yingying reluctantly dragged her steps and helped Yan Ming clean up the house.

Yan Ming didn't bring many things to the Wudang Sect, but in the past few days, he had more or less placed some bits and pieces in the house, and there were a lot of medicinal materials in them, which he had left behind after taking the time to study the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill of the Sun Moon God Sect.

Originally, he didn't come to live permanently, but now that Gongsun Oolong has been eliminated and his task has been completed, he is leaving and preparing to go to Beijing.

But thinking of this, Yan Ming still sighed, the information of the six doors is still handed, extremely accurate, and he is still muttering these days, thinking about whether Gongsun Oolong will come or not, but he didn't expect it to be delivered to the door today.

The only mistake in intelligence is the strength of the other party.

Because there were not many things, even if Ren Yingying was reluctant, she quickly put them away, and then handed the package to Yan Ming very reluctantly.

"No, it's done."

As soon as Yan Ming took it, the head of the Chongxu Dao rushed over.

"Yan Xiaoyou, Poor Dao doesn't know how to thank you, you have done our Wudang faction a great favor, Poor Dao has ordered someone to set up a banquet, let's ...... Hey, Yan Xiaoyou, what are you doing here? ”

Chongxu Daoist just wanted to say that he wanted to celebrate with Yan Ming, but when he looked up, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Yan Ming packing his things.

"The Taoist chief bothered, but there is no need to bother, since Gongsun Oolong has been removed, I will leave, thank the Taoist for his hospitality in recent days."

Yan Ming turned his head and said.

"This, how does this make? No, you can't let Yan Xiaoyou leave so quickly. "Chong Xudao's head shook like a rattle.

Yan Ming did them a great favor to the Wudang faction, if they left like this, they didn't say anything at all, then the reputation spread, what happened to the Wudang faction?

At worst, we should also be hospitable for some time, and then recompense each other......

Yan Ming comforted: "The Taoist doesn't have to bother, it's just that there are important things to do, so we can't delay, we must hurry up and set off, we are all so familiar with each other, and the Taoist chief should not be polite, don't care about those red tapes." ”

Yan Ming said very happily.

Chongxu Daoist still didn't agree, and the two of them pulled for a long time, but it was easy to say, Yan Ming said that he was busy with important things and insisted on leaving, and Chongxu Daoist saw that he couldn't stop it, so his face was full of helplessness.

"This, Yan Xiaoyou has helped us so much, but we don't have time to thank ......"

Chong Xudao Chang's mind turned, thinking about whether there was any way to keep the other party.

"By the way, Yan Xiaoyou, you haven't used up the opportunity to borrow the classics of this sect."

This was something they had discussed at the beginning, saying that if Yan Ming could help them, he would let him borrow the classics in the Wudang Sect at will.

Previously, Yan Ming recovered the True Martial Sword and Taijiquan Sutra, and Chongxu Dao Chang fulfilled this promise.

Yan Ming also went a few times in the past few days, but it was far from the number of times agreed by the two parties.

"It's not necessary, I've already finished reading everything I want to see."

Daoist Chongxu also thought that Yan Ming was really humble, and the secret book of the Wudang Sect was as vast as a sea of smoke, and it was definitely not something that could be read in a few times.

But how did he know that Yan Ming was armed with the purest Pure Yang Wuji Gong and Wudang Taiji Gong, and he had a deep understanding of the Wudang School's martial arts concept, so he didn't have to look at those basic things.

Yan Ming also thought very clearly, he was greedy and chewed too much, and only read the content that was related to his own exercises and could be improved.

After a few times, I have gained a lot, and basically solved many of my previous doubts.

"That ......"

Chongxu Dao Chang thought about it for a long time, but suddenly found that there was no way to save it, and his shoulders sank slightly.

"Since this is the case, then the poor road is not reluctant, but Yan Xiaoyou is so gracious, let the poor road give Yan Xiaoyou a gift, and then personally lead the crowd to send it."

In the end, under the repeated insistence of Chongxu Dao Chief, Yan Ming couldn't resist him, so he had to agree.

Originally, Daoist Chongxu still wanted to mobilize the people and lead all the disciples to send each other, but under Yan Ming's repeated communication, he only brought four of the seven sons of Wudang in this generation, and the other three were all injured in the previous battle and had difficulty moving.

Finally not too eye-catching, Yan Ming set off to leave, Chongxu Daoist took people away and left, sent and sent, and sent them all the way to the foot of Wudang Mountain, and finally reluctantly parted.

In short, it looks like it's done enough, I don't know, I think the two sides have a friendship for many years.

It wasn't until he saw Yan Ming disappear from sight with Ren Yingying that Chongxu Daoist breathed a sigh of relief.

"The real person in charge, this Yan catcher ......"

"Unlimited...... No, he's already the top man in the world. ”

Chongxu Dao shouted for a long time.

There is no need to imagine the upper limit of Yan Ming's future, just looking at the present, Yan Ming can kill a great grandmaster head-on, it is already extremely terrifying, and it can be said that he is standing among the top few people in the martial arts world at that time.

Not to mention that he is still so ...... Young!

This Yan Ming is like a person who fell from the sky, from his appearance to his rise was too fast, so fast that he didn't dare to make it up like this in his dreams, at least Chong Xudao had never seen such a genius in his life for half his life.

If you really want to compare a person, it might be...... The patriarch of this faction, Zhang Zhenren!

Such a person is very likely to become the strongest master in the world, of course, the head of the Daoist Chongxu must be cautious, try to make friends as much as possible, and must not become an enemy.

That's one of the reasons he's so passionate.

"Perhaps, this kid is really likely to break through to the legendary realm of heaven and man like the patriarch of his sect!"

Chongxu Dao said in a low voice, I don't know if it was for the people next to him, or for himself.

After watching it for a while, he led the people away.

Yan Ming quickly took Ren Yingying out of the distance.

Ren Yingying was still a little worried before, afraid that Yan Ming would leave herself in the Wudang faction, and accompany that group of bull-nosed veterans every day, and she was bored, as long as she could come out, she would be able to find a chance to run.

But soon, Ren Yingying became uncomfortable, because her meridians were controlled, her martial arts were sealed, and her current physique was no different from ordinary people, and she was even a little weaker.

Yan Ming also found out, looked back, and found that Ren Yingyingqiao's face was covered with sweat, and a few strands of black hair were stained on her cheeks, which was very attractive.

"This holy aunt, if you can't walk such a little distance, just say, stop, let's rest."

"Just kidding, even if Miss Ben doesn't rely on martial arts cultivation, her physique is extremely strong, just a few steps away, it's hard to defeat me?"

After speaking, Ren Yingying insisted on walking forward like a gambler, and then sat on the side of the road, waving her hand again and again.

"Rest, we need to rest."

Yan Ming looked at Ren Yingying, who slapped her face at the speed of light, chuckled, and then sat not far away.

He took something out of his bag and looked at it carefully.

This is a gift from Daoist Chongxu to Yan Ming just before leaving—a hand-copied scroll.

This scroll is grayish yellow, it looks like it is old, open the oily skin package, the corners and corners inside look very fragile, even if Yan Ming holds it in his hand, he doesn't dare to make too much movement, carefully opens it, and at the same time wraps it with his own true qi to prevent damage.

This volume, like the previous Taijiquan Sutra, is written by Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of the Wudang School!

This is a priceless treasure, and it is also the treasure of the Wudang faction, and its value is completely immeasurable.

Yan Ming didn't expect that Daoist Chongxu would take out this thing and give it to himself, this stroke was a bit too big, and even Yan Ming himself was flattered.

While thinking, Yan Ming slowly flipped it open.

What is recorded in the scroll is Zhang Zhenren's own self-created boxing method, which has no name, but evolved from twenty-four characters, integrating certain calligraphy skills with Tai Chi exercises, Yan Ming will call it Zijue Boxing.

If you want to talk about Zhang Zhenren's handwriting, Yan Ming has read a lot in the past few days, from the Taijiquan Sutra, to the inscription on the rock wall of the Houshan training ground, and then to the classics treasured in the Wudang School.

It's just that the feeling on this boxing book is different.

The previous ones were written by Zhang Zhenren during the rise of his own strength, and he used his pen positively, which contained the meaning of vigorous and upward, and then integrated the yin and yang of Tai Chi, and the concept of unity.

However, this boxing book is Zhang Zhenren's late stage, his martial arts have been completed, and after feeling all the pain in the world, all kinds of complex emotions, and the regret that it is difficult to achieve both worlds, one night, when he visited the funeral post of Wang Youjun, he felt his sorrow and created it by the trend.

Looking at the handwriting again, although it is familiar, it is no longer the kind of unbridled feeling at the beginning, but with a little abrupt and stagnant, with the pen indulgent, clear and steep, even if Yan Ming looks at it now, he can also feel the pain and dull mood.

Yan Ming watched, and unconsciously stretched out a hand, slowly pulling along with the record of the word trick fist.

Ren Yingying sat opposite, rubbing her cute little feet while staring at Yan Ming's movements with wide eyes.

She has seen Yan Ming's power, and now she refuses to let go of any details, maybe she can see the way of the door, which can be beneficial to her martial arts cultivation?

At first glance, I feel that Yan Ming's trajectory is not like martial arts, but like writing?

Ren Yingying is well-informed, and has also seen many ways to integrate calligraphy into martial arts, and there are masters of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect with a judge's pen.

But after watching it for a while, I felt that Yan Ming's handwritten strokes were getting slower and slower, but more and more complicated.

Vertical and horizontal, like a fist and kick, every word seems to hide all kinds of changes, as well as extremely profound martial arts principles, every word, is like a set of different styles of boxing.

Ren Yingying was a little confused when she saw it, even with her strength, she could see something extraordinary at most now, and no matter how deep it was, it would be foggy, and she couldn't understand it at all.

Soon, Yan Ming withdrew his hand and stopped moving.

After reading a few words, he already felt that his head was a little insufficient, and he closed his eyes slowly, and a few changes in handwriting kept appearing in his mind.

To be honest, Yan Ming was very pleasantly surprised, this word trick fist integrates the masterpiece of Zhang Zhenren's exercises, and matches his own internal strength and Tai Chi Gong, and after practice, he can just integrate into his own martial arts and improve it again.

And this change in mentality has given the word boxing a completely different temperament and change.

Yan Ming's heart once again rose with reverence for Zhang Zhenren, and he really deserved to be the only person who broke through the realm of heaven and man who was known in the world.

Yan Ming carefully took back the boxing book again, planning to comprehend a few words every day in the future, and when he fully comprehended it, he would be able to use it as he pleased.

Chongxu Dao Chang gave himself this boxing book, on the one hand, he intended to get married, and on the other hand, this boxing book was really of little use to them.

It's been put on for so many years, but several generations of people in the Wudang Sect have not been able to understand anything from it, and even if they practice, it is plausible, far less efficient than directly practicing other exercises.

This is also because they themselves have not reached that realm, and they have not even fully comprehended the true meaning of the words on the cliff, of course, it is not as good as Yan Ming to see the mystery at a glance.

looked at Ren Yingying again, and then Yan Ming took out the dry food he was carrying and handed it to her.

"Let's have a bit."

"I don't eat this rough thing!"

Ren Yingying looked at the dry food, her face full of disgust.

These are all taken by Yan Ming casually in the Wudang Sect's kitchen, and they are indeed coarse grains, and they are not very exquisitely made.

With the jade body of the Holy Aunt, how can she eat such a thing?

A few days ago, in the Wudang faction, because the head of Chongxu Dao had specially ordered, the food sent to Yan Ming was relatively exquisite, and Ren Yingying could eat it.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Ren Yingying's stomach gurgled.

This voice was even heard clearly by Yan Ming.

Ren Yingying covered her stomach with one hand, a little embarrassed for a while, looked at the dry food, hesitated for a moment, but still took it, and ate a few bites, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Don't look ugly, but it tastes different!

After Ren Yingying took a few bites, she couldn't help but look up and sigh.

"Oops, it smells so good!"

Yan Ming also smiled when she watched her eat.

Ren Yingying looked at Yan Ming while eating, and asked inarticulately.

"What are you going to do with me holding me hostage? Why don't we discuss it, if you let me go back, I will definitely give you a good reward! Just say what you want. ”

(End of chapter)