After all the rescued children left, Chu Xiong looked at Shangguan Feixue, thought for a while, and said, "Boy, meeting me today is your creation." I see that you have a good bone and are a martial arts practitioner, so you kneel down and kowtow and worship me as a teacher. I'll help you untie the power of the bloodthirsty palm and save your life, how about it?"

Finally someone can save his life, Shangguan Feixue's heart is still a little excited, but he sees that Chu Xiong, a person from Nansan, is acting according to his own preferences, and has no thoughts of good and evil, but he doesn't agree with it.

"I don't want to worship you as a master. Shangguan Feixue shook his head and rejected Chu Xiong.

"What are you talking about?" Chu Xiong, a native of Zhongnansan, seemed to be a little unconvinced of his ears, "You don't want to worship me as a teacher? Do you know how many people in this world want to worship me as a teacher?"

"Senior, your martial arts are indeed unfathomable, but your distinction between good and evil is too vague. I know you don't like to kill, but your indulgence of bad people only makes them do more bad things, so how different is it from doing evil directly? I don't want to be like that in the future. ”

"Bastard, you dare to count me!" Chu Xiong, a Zhongnan Sanren, changed his face and glared angrily at Shangguan Feixue.

Shangguan Feixue was not intimidated by the momentum of Zhongnan Sanren, but straightened his waist and said stubbornly: "Do you think what I said is wrong?"

"This?" Chu Xiong was speechless for a while.

"I'm the one who can save your life!" Chu Xiong, a native of Zhongnansan, thought for a moment, and then said to Shangguan Feixue.

"I know. But life and death matter, and I don't want to give up my faith because of this. Shangguan Feixue said to Chu Xiong, who was neither humble nor arrogant, to the south.

"Good, good. You have ambition. Chu Xiong said angrily.

Chu Xiong was so angry that he moved a few steps in place and suddenly stopped.

"Come here. Chu Xiong, a member of Zhongnan Sanren, smiled at Shangguan Feixue and beckoned to him.

Shangguan Feixue hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

Chu Xiong grabbed Shangguan Feixue with one hand, and pressed his other hand on his head.

Shangguan Feixue suddenly felt a stream of heat flow from the top of his head to his body, through his heart to his limbs, and then quickly back to his heart.

"Senior, who are you?" Shangguan Feixue asked Chu Xiong.

"I just injected a breath of true qi into you, completing the palm power that can suppress the bloodthirsty palm. This will protect you from being crushed to death by the bloodthirsty palms. Chu Xiong, a Zhongnan Sanren, said lightly to Shangguan Feixue.

"I didn't say I agreed to be your apprentice?" Shangguan Feixue said puzzled.

"yes. Chu Xiong said lightly: "So I didn't completely save you." “

Seeing that Shangguan Feixue still didn't understand, Chu Xiong smiled and continued: "You now press your Qi Sea Acupoint hard to see if it hurts?"

"Ahh

"I didn't cure your bloodthirsty palm. Now it's just a matter of holding him down. In this way, you can't die, but you won't have any other internal forces in your body. Because if this balance is upset by a third force, your body will be devastated. Unless I use my internal force to remove all the bloodthirsty palm power in your body, or you have learned the internal strength of the bloodthirsty palm, you can dissolve the bloodthirsty palm power into your own internal force, and turn my internal force into use. If so, your skills will increase greatly, but I don't think that white-clothed scholar will teach you anything except that I can help you. The people of Zhongnan thought this was a brilliant solution, and laughed out loud when they finished speaking.

The white-clothed scholar wanted Shangguan Feixue to die, so he wouldn't teach him internal strength, so in the whole world, only he could help Shangguan Feixue, and if Shangguan Feixue wanted to achieve something in martial arts in the future, he could only find him as a teacher, so Shangguan Feixue would eventually come to him.

Listening to Chu Xiong's words, Shangguan Feixue suddenly remembered a few things.

"Grandpa Liu taught me a set of internal strength methods before. Shangguan Feixue said to Chu Xiong.

"Can he also be regarded as an internal strength method?" Chu Xiong shook his head disdainfully and said, "That can only be regarded as an ordinary breathing technique at most, and it has been melted by me just now when I injected you with internal force." ”

"But I ......"

"That's enough!" Chu Xiong became a little impatient, "The little skill he taught you doesn't have any effect at all." ”

Chu Xiong saw Shangguan Feixue thoughtfully, and smiled, "Remember, if you want to find me in the future, come to the Chrysanthemum Garden under Zhongnan Mountain." ”

After saying that, Chu Xiong, a person from Zhongnansan, laughed loudly and walked away.

Chu Xiong believed that Shangguan Feixue would definitely go to him, unless this Shangguan Feixue was a fool, and at that time, he could make it difficult for Shangguan Feixue again, and then accept him as an apprentice.

Shangguan Feixue looked at Chu Xiong's back and said to herself: "Actually, I want to tell you that the scholar in white taught me the heart method mantra of the bloodthirsty palm, but he didn't expect that I would survive!"

Seeing that Chu Xiong, a native of Nansan, had gone away, Shangguan Feixue also returned to his residence and found a place for the old monster to hide in the back mountain.

Looking at the old monster's new grave, Shangguan Feixue said: "Grandpa Liu, the two of us met once, you have always loved me, but I didn't expect to be affected by me in the end." Am I really some kind of Heavenly Evil Lone Star?"

Shangguan Feixue has read a lot of books about 'Tiansha Lone Star' and the like, but he actually doesn't believe it, but there are some people close to him who will always die for his own reasons, so he has to worry about it.

Thinking of Chu Xiong's words before leaving, Shangguan Feixue tried to practice the white-clothed scholar's bloodthirsty palm's mental method on his own, but the bloodthirsty palm's mental method was indeed relatively advanced, and Shangguan Feixue couldn't understand it all at once, so he could only practice tentatively.

In this way, after nearly a year, Shangguan Feixue felt that his body was no longer as uncomfortable as before, and the bloodthirsty palm power in his body had already shown signs of transforming into his own internal force, so he decided to leave here and return to Liujiazhuang in Panlong Mountain.

Shangguan Feixue wanted to return to Liujiazhuang, not to see the people there again, if he had to say that someone could see him, then only Liu Dazhuang was alone, and the others, he didn't want to see them. Shangguan Feixue's real purpose in wanting to go there was to see where his father was buried, and to tell his father that he didn't have to die now, and that he could already transform the palm power of the bloodthirsty palm.

After making such a decision, Shangguan Feixue packed his bags, took the iron sword made for him by the old monster, and set out on the road back to Liujiazhuang.