Chapter 112: Uncle Qiao Wants to Become a Monk?

"Sister Fairy's surname is Xiao!"

Ye Ling'er said crisply.

"Small?"

Li Qiushui looked at the little dragon girl suspiciously.

"Small in size?"

"Uh-huh! The fairy sister is called Little Dragon Girl! ”

An unpopular surname, Li Qiushui can also accept it.

But the surname "Xiao", Li Qiushui has heard of it for the first time.

The little dragon girl explained:

"I picked it up by the master, and I don't know what the master thinks, so he named me Xiaolongnu."

"Who is your master?"

"I don't know my master's real name, she is the maid next to my grandmother."

Li Qiushui: "......"

Can't the current sect have a popular name?

After resting for a while, Li Qiushui asked Ye Ling'er to continue cultivating again.

Li Qiushui's main practice is the Xiaowuxiang Gong of the Xiaoyao School.

It is true that Wuyazi taught Ye Ling'er Xiao Wuxianggong, but his understanding of Xiao Wuxianggong is far less thorough than Li Qiushui's.

Xiao Wuxianggong takes the word "Wuxiang" as the gist.

It is not in form, and there is no trace.

To put it simply, use the internal force of Xiao Wuxianggong to urge other people's martial arts moves, unless that person has a thorough understanding of his own martial arts.

Otherwise, it would be completely impossible to see that it was imitated with Xiao Wuxianggong.

Let's take an analogy.

Ye Ling'er used Xiao Wuxianggong to urge the eighteen palms of the dragon to descend.

The power it exerts can reach the power of Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong's eighteen palms of descending dragons.

If someone else saw it, they would definitely think that Ye Ling'er used the eighteen palms of the dragon descending.

But if Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong saw it, they would be able to recognize at a glance that Ye Ling'er was not using the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent in the real sense.

Ye Ling'er was cultivating over there, and the little dragon girl was watching from the sidelines.

"Little Phaseless ......"

The little dragon girl muttered, her hands moving slightly.

"What a weird exercise!"

"Using Xiao Wuxianggong to urge the martial arts of the Tomb Sect, the power emitted is even more powerful than the internal force of the Tomb Sect!"

……

Seven Heroes Town.

Ye Chang'an, with his three-inch incorruptible tongue, finally explained clearly with Dongfang Undefeated why Ye Ling'er was in the realm of grandmasters.

He even took out the letter written to him by Ling'er and handed it to Dongfang Undefeated.

Although Dongfang Undefeated couldn't understand Ye Linger's "ghost drawing talisman", he still believed a little bit in his heart.

"Ling'er, why is this girl so lucky!"

Dongfang Undefeated said with emotion.

If someone had passed on her internal strength and exercises back then, would she still be able to cultivate the Sunflower Treasure Book?

"Envious?"

Ye Changan leaned in front of Dongfang Undefeated and asked.

Dongfang Undefeated smiled at Ye Changan, and then kicked Ye Changan's calf.

"I don't want to talk to you!"

After speaking, ignoring Ye Changan, who deliberately pretended to be in pain, went to connect with Huang Rong and the four daughters.

Ye Changan: "......"

……

Southern Song Dynasty.

Ye Ling'er was sweating profusely, panting, and lying on the ground on all fours.

"Senior sister, let Ling'er go, Ling'er really doesn't want to move."

Ye Ling'er said with a bitter face.

Why is there such a big gap between the second senior sister and the senior brother?

Senior brother "sigh", Ling'er learned everything.

Senior sister also "sighed", and then Ling'er was almost exhausted.

"Cultivation is like this, how can you become a master without extremely high perseverance?"

"If cultivation was simple, then there wouldn't be so many ordinary people in the Kyushu Continent."

Li Qiushui glanced at Ye Ling'er and said.

"Senior sister, why don't you just let me learn martial arts with the same words as my senior brother?"

Ye Ling'er sat up from the ground and asked Li Qiushui.

Li Qiushui laughed angrily at Ye Ling'er's words, and lifted the little guy up from the ground.

Ye Ling'er kicked her hands and feet in the air, and said shouting:

"Senior sister, Ling'er is not wrong!"

"Put Ling'er down!"

Li Qiushui was holding the little guy with his right hand, and his free left hand reached over and pinched Ye Ling'er's fleshy face.

"Senior sister, your abacus is really good!"

In order to be lazy, this little girl's idea is really whimsy.

"Your senior brother passed on your exercises because he knew that he didn't have much time, so it was better to leave it to you than to take it away."

"Senior sister, although I am already eighty-eight years old, I can still move, and it is not a problem to live for another hundred years."

"Do you want Senior Sister to pass on your exercises, are you cursing your Senior Sister and I will die early?"

Li Qiushui is different from Wu Yazi.

Wuyazi was attacked by Ding Chunqiu, fell off the cliff and was seriously injured and could not be treated.

As a result, the martial arts of the whole body are wasted, and the aging of the face is also very fast.

Li Qiushui is different.

Over the years, I have lived in the palace, eaten delicacies from the mountains and seas, and practiced martial arts every day.

So, even though she is now eighty-eight years old, she is still like a young girl.

When Ye Ling'er heard this, her hands and feet stopped moving indiscriminately.

looked at his senior sister cutely, his eyes full of doubts.

What did Senior Sister say just now?

She's eighty-eight years old?

Yes?

The villain's face changed from cute to incredible.

Eighty-eight years old!

I can't count my own hands, plus the hands of the fairy sister.

"Senior sister, you didn't lie to Ling'er, did you?"

"Liared to you? What did I lie to you? The thing about the exercises? ”

The change in Ye Linger's expression just now was fully visible to her.

I don't know what this girl is thinking about in her head.

Ye Ling'er said:

"It's Senior Sister, you said that you yourself are eighty-eight years old!"

"You look so young, where do you look like eighty-eight years old!"

Ye Ling'er had always thought that her second senior sister was about the same age as Aunt Azhu.

I also wonder why the second senior sister is younger than the senior brother and why she became the senior sister.

Because Li Qiushui said before that the past cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, Ye Linger did not ask.

"Hahaha! Sister, you are so cute! ”

Li Qiushui pinched the little girl a little harder.

Ye Ling'er pouted, and unhappily pulled Li Qiushui's hand away.

"Senior sister, can you not pinch Ling'er!"

Ye Ling'er said unhappily.

"When you practice the martial arts I taught you, I won't be right for you."

Li Qiushui smiled and put the little guy on the ground.

Ye Ling'er: "......"

How did you get such a senior sister?

"Okay, don't be upset, go back to the inn and rest!"

Li Qiushui patted Ye Ling'er's head.

Ye Ling'er took a deep breath and said secretly in her heart:

"I'll bear it!"

The inn was found by Li Qiushui.

Although the Southern Song Dynasty was weak, it was very prosperous.

The reason why it is prosperous is that there are many businessmen coming and going.

Merchants of many dynasties did business and liked to come to the Southern Song Dynasty.

It is precisely because of this that on the official road of the Southern Song Dynasty, the most are inns.

The inn isn't that good, but it's not bad either.

Li Qiushui himself is also the queen mother of the Western Xia Dynasty, and he will definitely not live in a bad inn.

Before returning to the inn, Li Qiushui put his white veil on his face again.

Li Qiushui didn't eat with Ye Ling'er and Xiaolongnu.

Ordered Xiao Er to cook a meal, and after sending it to her room, he went back to his room.

Wearing a white veil to eat is always inconvenient.

In addition, there are more people coming and going in the inn, which is easy to attract the attention of others.

After waiting for Li Qiushui to go upstairs, Ye Linger lay on the table without any image.

Senior sister said that she is the head of the free faction, and she must look like the head of the house.

You can't live without a little image, lest you be gossiped about.

"Hey, the second senior sister is already like this, I don't know what the senior sister is like."

Ye Ling'er sighed slightly.

The little dragon girl looked at Ye Ling'er with a smile and a word.

In the past few days, every time she waited for Ling'er's senior sister to return to the room, she always had to complain about her senior sister.

Just when Ye Ling'er was lying on the table depressed, a bunch of people came in outside.

These people are holding swords in their hands, and they walk calmly, and they look like people who practice martial arts.

"I've heard that the Quanzhen Sect has been wiped out!"

"Cut, I've heard about it for a long time!"

"Yes, this Quanzhen sect is also self-inflicted! It's really when their ancestor Wang Chongyang is still alive! ”

"That's right, they were so energetic before, how powerful they were!"

"Yes, I've long been tired of looking down on the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect! It's as annoying as the monks of Shaolin Temple! ”

"Speaking of Shaolin Temple, have you heard that the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty invites heroes and heroes from all over the world to go to Shaolin and choose a martial arts alliance leader of the Northern Song Dynasty!"

"And this? How did I not know? ”

"There's so much you don't know! This is scheduled for the first day of the next month! Are you going or not? ”

"Go! Although our realm is low, it is not impossible to watch a wonderful competition! ”

"You guys, you only noticed that Shaolin in the Northern Song Dynasty invited the world's heroes to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, but you don't know the reason behind it."

"This brother, please tell me in detail!"

"Hehe, I heard that Qiao Feng, the former leader of the beggar gang, appeared once in the Shaolin Temple of the Northern Song Dynasty a month ago!"

"What is Qiao Feng doing in Shaolin Temple?"

"Brother, please elaborate, I will invite the meal later!"

"That's right, according to the rumors in the rivers and lakes, it is said that after Qiao Feng found out that he was a foreigner, he was ready to become a monk, so he asked Shaolin to take him in!"

"What!"

The group of martial arts practitioners who came in muttered.

In the previous words, Ye Ling'er was not interested at all, but when she heard that Qiao Feng was going to convert to Shaolin, Ye Ling'er instantly came to her senses.

"Huh?!"

Ye Ling'er looked at the group of people and asked politely:

"A few uncles, just now you said that Qiao Feng is going to become a monk, is it true?"

Those who practiced martial arts heard Ye Ling'er's voice and looked at it curiously.

Seeing that Ye Ling'er was so cute and polite, she said with a smile:

"Little beauty, we don't know if this is true, it's just that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are like this!"

After speaking, he groaned for a while and said:

"But we believe it's true! Qiao Feng's master was originally a Shaolin person, and after discovering that his identity was a foreigner, he wanted to atone for his sins and become a monk, but he could understand it. ”

(End of chapter)