Night.

The crescent moon is like a hook.

On the cold lake, there is a silver yacht. There was a dim glow above the yacht.

In the middle of the yacht, a fat man sits in a large chair and holds a single cigar of the purest in Cuba worth $10,000.

And opposite him was the man in the black suit who killed during the day.

The two of them sat looking at each other, and they already had a lot to say, but neither of them spoke, as if they had some concerns about each other.

A moment later.

The fat man finally finished smoking a cigar before letting out a long breath: "Are you sure, black noodles?" ”

The other party looked at this fat man coldly, and said lightly: "These people will definitely think that the Demon Sect did it, and I am still a little sure of this." ”

"Good!"

The fat man laughed, stood up and took out a suitcase from the side, and put it directly in front of Hei Mian: "After you return to Nanyang, don't forget to tell those two commanders that they are the people of ancient Chinese martial arts, and they pretended to be the Demon Sect to kill their children." ”

"I know. ”

Hei Mian opened the suitcase and looked at the full amount of money inside, with a satisfied smile on his face, but then he looked at the fat man and said a little strangely: "Golden fat man, what good is this for you?"

This man, known as the Golden Fat Man, laughed and said: "It's very simple, I want to make money! The Chinese martial arts world has been calm for so many years, and my career has been stagnant for a long time, if this river and lake really becomes chaotic, plus the entry of foreigners, then my goal can be achieved." ”

Lunatic!

Blackface thought to himself, but he ignored the man and quickly left with the box.

He had just left.

Behind the golden fat man, a slender man appeared, this man was wearing a black tights deep in the mountains, and the color almost blended with the night.

"Sect Master Jin, are we going to kill this guy. ”

A cold glint flashed in the golden fat man's eyes.

The man in black couldn't help but change his face greatly, and a terrifying feeling suddenly rose in his heart, fear instantly spread in his heart, and the whole person had already knelt down on one knee: "Sect Master, my subordinates are just worried that this person will leak secrets." ””

The golden fat man smiled and said lightly: "Although Heimian is a prefecture-level master, he is greedy for money, and I like this kind of person who is greedy for money." And without him, how to make this long-immersed river and lake lively. ”

The man in black didn't say a word, but cold sweat was already dripping.

The golden fat man didn't pay any attention to the man in black, but said lightly: "Before the Nanshan Conference, there should be no one to do anything, and you don't have to follow me." ”

The man in black said, "Yes!"

The golden fat man nodded, stood up his fat body, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to the dock!" Mayor Zhou has a meeting in the evening, hoping that I can invest in Sifang City, and now it seems that there is no interest here." ”

After the man in black knelt down on one knee, he secretly said in his heart: "This Mr. Jin has taken over as the sect master, and I don't know if it will be good or bad in the future." ”

......

Naturally, Ximenqing will not know about the things on the yacht, and now he is holding a laptop and is frantically popularizing knowledge. Although there is no information about Huaxia Guwu above Du Niang, there is no information about the so-called Demon Sect.

But for Ximenqing, who doesn't understand anything in modern times, it's really a big help.

After a week of almost sleepless study.

Ximenqing has not only mastered the basic life skills now, but even remembers the websites and URLs of the major websites that men are more interested in. Especially those twenty-six letters.

Because I have more contact and more observation. Ximenqing has a sense of belonging to the society he is in now.

It seems that he was born to be in this world.

He would rather treat his previous life as a dream.

Ximenqing slowly closed his laptop, thought about what he had mastered, and closed his eyes for five minutes.

Slowly, he took out five silver needles from the needle box and pierced them into his heart, two ankles, and two wrists.

A breath suddenly burst out from his lower abdomen, rushing into his limbs, but it was blocked by four silver needles, and after turning around in Ximenqing's meridians, it couldn't be released and rushed into his heart.

Ximenqing opened his eyes suddenly, and at the same time his hands posed as the Buddha holding flowers, and let the breath bombard his heart violently.

I don't know why!

The sturdy room shook suddenly.

Looking at Ximenqing's mouth again, a red blood stain also appeared.

However, Ximen Qing didn't care, took a deep breath and used the breath in the meridians again, and rushed towards his limbs.

Under such a cycle, the meridians of Ximenqing's body were constantly impacted by this powerful force, and his face became more and more pale, and the whole person was almost crumbling.

When this power ran twelve times, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the skin of the two veins suddenly swelled, and the silver needles that locked his two meridians suddenly flew out upside down, and his palms pushed forward at the same time.

Bang!

On a wall three meters away from him, two shallow palm prints suddenly appeared.

Looking at Ximenqing again, the whole person's body seemed to tremble, and the whole person no longer had any strength to fall to the ground.

After a long time, he gasped and said to himself: "Damn, Du Niang said that if you want to be noble in front of people, you will suffer later, this sentence is not wrong at all." ”

This set of internal strength, which is originally the most gentle Quanzhen internal strength mental method, is not an attack that is emphasized, but self-cultivation and physical fitness. However, Xi Mengqing relied on himself to be an excellent doctor, and actually sealed his seven meridians and eight veins with the Tianlong Eight Needles, so that this internal force could not really circulate, and finally could only rush to the heart, and Ximenqing once again used the Tianlong Eight Needles to guard his atrium, causing this gentle internal power to be released nowhere to release and become extremely violent.

And Ximen Qing's meridians and internal force have become more and more tenacious and powerful with this violent meridian, which is also the reason why he was able to withstand Ximen's helpless internal force for decades even though he was very young.

However, the Eight Needles of the Heavenly Dragon has always been a heaven-level medical Dao technique, which can only assist, but cannot truly transform other people's internal forces into their own.

If you want to make the internal force strong and terrifying, you must use this almost masochistic method.

However, this method is also very useful.

Under normal circumstances, only by cultivating the internal strength of the Quanzhen School for more than ten years can you really have some internal strength. But Ximen Qing, but after persisting in this method for half a month, he was able to burst out of the normal Xuan-level medium-level, which can only appear in the mountain palm technique.

But this is also the kind of people who are mentally tough, who can use this method of self-harm.

If I were someone else, I'm afraid I would have given up a long time ago.

It's just that Ximenqing didn't feel happy at all, because there was a big problem in front of him.