"Oh, what do you want to know?"

Xiao also came interested, a little curious.

"Are you really on the top of Songshan Mountain, and with your own strength, you defeated the red-faced old demon and his party?" Qi Zehui smiled "hehe", and couldn't help but start to rub his hands.

"You ......" Xiao scratched his hair and smiled helplessly: "There are too many luck elements in it, first of all, the red-faced old devil is too light on the enemy, and there are onlookers, he is a little arrogant and arrogant, so I found an opportunity...... But next time it won't be that easy......"

"Hey, are you taking me for a fool?" Qi Zehui pursed his lips and said, "The red-faced old demon will release water, but the big centipede spirit can't, the 'Yama Sword' Ke Yan and the 'Western Regions Tiger' Hu Ji can't deal with that copper-skinned and iron-clad monster together, and you actually got it?"

Hearing this, Xiao was stunned, then smiled helplessly, and said, "I originally wanted to tell you later, but since you asked, I have to come out now-"

With that, he took out a tightly wrapped cloth bag from his arms and threw it to Qi Zehui: "This is what your master Iron Grate left in Shaolin Temple, I found it for you." ”

"This is ......" Qi Zehui unwrapped the cloth bag layer by layer in confusion, and what came to his face was an extremely pungent fishy smell, and then what caught his eye was a book with a simple shape, but the whole book had been soaked in an unknown green liquid, and it was so shriveled and wrinkled into a ball at this time, as if it would be broken in half if it was slightly folded.

Fortunately, the paper on it seems to have been carefully wiped and treated, and the handwriting is still legible.

"What the hell is this? Did my master hide it in the thatched pit of the Shaolin Temple!" Qi Zehui pinched his nose with one hand and twisted the corner of the book with the other, disgusted with the authenticity.

"Don't be nonsense!" Xiao glared at the former, and then said very seriously: "This internal strength method is called 'Taiyin Sun Nine Rubbing Wuji Gong', cultivators can refine impurities in the body and treat all kinds of stubborn diseases, so as to achieve the effect of prolonging life...... In order to protect it, the iron darling old-timers were chased and intercepted by killers from all walks of life along the way, and finally they were seriously injured and led away by themselves, so that they could run to Ping'an County and get ......in touch with you."

"But it smells too bad...... What's going on?" Qi Zehui said with a frown, resisting the urge to retch.

"This ...... It's all my fault that I don't ......" Xiao scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed, "When I killed that big centipede, I was stained with the blood of that demon, so the book smelled 'a little'...... But I've rescued it in time! The handwriting should be legible!"

"Is it ......" Qi Zehui looked closer, looked at the square words one by one, and carefully identified them, and could indeed see clearly: "But it's useless for you and me to be illiterate people so much......"

"You can't read, don't you still have me!" Xiao glanced at him, "You must not read this book "Taiyin Sun Nine Rubbing Wuji Gong"! I can survive all because of its exercises! Not only did I use it to refine the impurities and toxins in my body, but I also ...... it."

Xiao immediately lowered his voice and said something next to Qi Zehui's ear.

Soon, Qi Zehui's expression gradually changed from disgust to shock:

"Forty years of internal strength!"

"Shh......h You make a noise!" Xiao hurriedly covered the former's mouth, "Not many people know about this matter, besides, you must not leak this exercise, if you let people with a heart know, I am afraid that it will set off a bloody storm on the rivers and lakes......"

"Okay, okay......" Qi Zehui didn't dislike it anymore, wrapped it in sackcloth, and stuffed "Taiyin Sun Nine Rubbing Wuji Gong" into his arms like a baby: "Is this thing really so amazing?

"This ...... It varies from person to person...... "Xiao glanced at his friend, after all, he didn't get out of his first Jindan physique for the time being, but just prevaricated: "I got it because of the energy of absorbing the old toxin, if you want to try it, why don't you also take a few years of poison to have fun?"

"No, no, no, no......" Qi Zehui waved his hand again and again, and excused himself: "I don't have a body like you, a handful of crotons is enough for me to vomit and diarrhea several times, but it's good to live a few more years......"

Hearing this, Xiao couldn't help but laugh "poof", and quipped: "You stinky disease to live a few more years, but also waste time drinking and sleeping, if you can do something serious, that is to live up to the original intention of the iron gall old-timers!"

"Hey, you wood, why do I only know how to eat, drink and have fun?" Qi Zehui listened, and immediately became energetic, shouting: "I haven't been idle these days, under the teaching of Elder Ding Zhengping Ding, I have practiced hard day and night, not necessarily much worse than your bench watermelon boxing!"

"Oh, is it?" Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and asked, "Do you want to compete?"

"Hehe, Ye Zheng has this intention!"

Qi Zehui smiled, then turned over and jumped onto the Eight Immortals table beside him, "Let's chirp" and tighten the belt of his trousers, and hooked his palm at Xiao.

"Hmph, don't cry if you lose!"

Xiao also smiled, slapped the handle of the stool with his palm, and his body stood up in the air with the help of force, and went to the table in three or two clicks.

"Okay, two rules!" Qi Zehui proudly raised two fingers at his friend, "First, your toes can't touch the ground, and if you touch the ground, you will lose!"

"That's nature!" Xiao nodded.

"Second!" Qi Zehui's voice suddenly raised, "Pure move competition, you are not allowed to use your internal strength to bully people!"

"It's really not your landlord's friendship, and you won't let me touch it at all......" Xiao smiled helplessly, "Yes, I promise you, in fact, even if I want to use it, I may not be able to use it......"

"Hmph, don't be pretending to be modest there!" Qi Zehui didn't believe it at all, "Snort when you're ready, lest your lord bully people!"

"Oh, you don't believe me...... Come on!"

Xiao immediately crossed his arms, slowly lowered it, and made the starting hand of Mo Jiaquan.

However, Qi Zehui screamed strangely, which frightened Xiao for a moment, but he did not step forward immediately, but just put on a series of funny and fancy moves by himself, each more exaggerated and ridiculous.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao watched his friend's antics a little helplessly.

Qi Zehui ignored him, still fiddling with his posture "hum, hey, hey".

"In the end, you can't fight or not......"

Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he saw his friend's grotesque and funny behavior, and his arm immediately loosened.

But he never thought that at this moment, Qi Zehui stood in a posture of "Dapeng spreading his wings" without asking, jumped on his toes, but by leaning forward, he pushed out an elbow in an instant, and attacked Xiao Zhi's chest!

The Eight Immortals Table was already relatively narrow, and with a sudden blow at this time, Xiao immediately failed to react, and between the arms hurriedly parrying, he had already taken seven or eight points of strength, and retreated again and again, and finally stepped on the soles of his feet outside the table, which was able to stabilize himself, and scolded: "Okay, you are actually cheating!"

"This is called a strategy, wooden head, learn a little in the future-" Qi Zehui laughed, unceremoniously pulled away the lotus step, and raised his hand to fight.

"Then I'm not welcome!" Xiao was also annoyed and angry, and at the moment he was on one side of his body, he dodged a palm, and threw an uppercut at the moment, but he was also blocked by Qi Zehui's knees. However, the heavy strength also made Qi Zehui take two steps back, and exclaimed: "Good guy!

"Less nonsense!"

Xiao immediately shouted, chased over, volleyed out three legs, and approached Qi Zehui's face, Qi Zehui was not to be outdone, his palms slapped several times, blocking Xiao's feet and neck, and dissolving the strength of these three styles one by one, and then took the opportunity to grab Xiao's ankle, stride diagonally, and his arm shook, and he was about to throw Xiao out by taking advantage of the situation: "Goodbye wood!"

"You're thinking too simply!" Xiao snorted coldly, and with this thrust, he jumped out, his legs stepped on the flower board, his fists were like swimming dragons, and he and Qi Zehui went head to head and three more moves, and then he unloaded his strength and stood back on the table of the Eight Immortals.

"Good guy, you're almost flying! Won't I be able to stand it?" Qi Zehui smiled.

"Don't be pretty, stinky second dog!" Xiao replied unceremoniously, "Bring out something real!"

"Ha, okay, you have a heart, your fists and feet have no eyes-" Qi Zehui, his eyes were also condensed, his fist momentum changed, and he had become a palm shape, and his footwork suddenly became soft and glutinous, as if he was stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds on the side.

This time it is a punch and a thunderbolt, a foot getaway, and a real serious treat.

And Xiao's eyes changed, and he shook his arms and made a few explosions in the air, and his fists became more and more fierce.

"Look at my soft and rigid thunderbolt palm, against your fierce and fearless Mo family fist, who will win and who will lose!" Qi Zehui slowly raised his palm, and in the next second, his figure had already rushed over.

"Try it!" Xiao snorted, because he was not allowed to operate the internal force, so now he was becoming more and more cautious.

"Hey—"

"Hah-"

The fierce fist peaked against the soft palm, and in an instant, no one compared to anyone, the two went back and forth, and soon passed more than a dozen moves on the table of the eight immortals, regardless of whether they were up or down.

Finally, Qi Zehui seized the opportunity and figured out Xiao's fist momentum, and with a push, Xiao's center of gravity was tilted to the side, and he stumbled, almost planting a heel on the table.

"How about it, is it still my Qi Shaoxia who is better?" Qi Zehui looked at Xiao who was able to stabilize his body and looked embarrassed, and couldn't help laughing.

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