"Uncle, do I want to learn this sword technique?" asked Long Gongzi carefully.

Xuanyuan Ye nodded directly: "Well, this sword technique is obtained by you, and this sword technique is also a great contribution to our Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, of course you can learn it if you want to, but there is one thing you must remember that this butterfly love flower sword technique is not easily revealed until the last resort." Do you know? And you must not tell anyone about this swordsmanship, even the masters you sent from Wudang. ”

"I know the third uncle, if I reveal that I know this swordsmanship, it may cause a lot of trouble. ”

Hearing that the uncle was willing to teach himself, there was a burst of joy in his heart. He understood these things very well in his heart, and quickly nodded and agreed.

Still a little worried about Long Gongzi, he told again: "Well, you must remember it, I'm afraid that it will not only cause trouble, but also kill you." ”

Again, he nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I still have some things to talk about with your third uncle, you go to your grandfather. Xuanyuan Yeyi commanded.

Long Gongzi didn't say anything, and retreated gently, this butterfly love flower sword technique was the same as his own ground fist. They can't be easily exposed.

After he went out, even Ye San, who was so casual on weekdays, sat up.

"I didn't expect to see this butterfly love sword technique under such circumstances, it was too sudden. ”

Xuanyuan Ye said in a deep voice: "Yes, we have been investigating things back then, and things are definitely not as simple as imagined, I think there is someone behind who is pushing all this." But who is this person sacred? ”

Ye San took over: "Now that these people have come out again, since they have found Murong Jiuzhou, it proves that they have also been tracking down their whereabouts, Long Gongzi said that the person who chased and killed Murong Jiuzhou is also dead, and those people will definitely come to find his body, so why don't we?"

"Well, you're right. Xuanyuan Yeyi stood up: "Ye San." You go down the mountain now, go there and see what the clues are, and don't miss any clues. You might come across something, but you have to be safe. ”

From the porch to the back garden, the grandfather was playing chess with another old man, Long Gongzi didn't know how to play chess, but it seemed that the two were inseparable now.

"Old man Xuanyuan, do you play this move or not. "The old man who played chess with Xuanyuan Zhuo has been waiting for a long time, and this chess piece just won't fall.

This Xuanyuan Zhuo is the person in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, that is, the ancestor of Long Gongzi. He looked like he was only in his sixties and seventies, but his eyebrows were already white. The rest of the place is no different from ordinary people.

"What are you anxious about? Let me observe. Xuanyuan Zhuo picked up the chess pieces in his hand without hurry, and slowly put them down, picked them up again, and put them down again. It's just that the particle doesn't fall for a long time.

Seeing the opposite side and playing chess, the old man couldn't wait to slap it over.

"Grandpa. A voice disrupted Xuanyuan Zhuo's thoughts.

When you hear this voice, you don't have to look back to know that it is your beloved grandson who is here. His own three sons are not married and have children, and when Long Gongzi was picked up by Xuanyuan Sanliu when he was a child, he looked at that little dot, and he was happy.

"Oh, it's not going to go, it's lost and lost, let's play well next time!" Xuanyuan Zhuo threw away the chess pieces in his hand and directly admitted defeat.

The old man sitting opposite was at a loss in his eyes, this old man Xuanyuan played chess on weekdays, but he had to fight to the death, why did he admit defeat so happily today?

"Dragon Bow, come here. With a smile, he looked at the dragon bow running towards him: "Oh, I haven't seen you for a few months and grown taller again." ”

When I got along with Long Gongzi, it was really the same grandfather and grandson, and I didn't put my strength and identity on the face at all.

"Oh, yes, I still have such strength. ”

Anyone who touches the dragon bow will say such a sentence, which makes him very satisfied.

"Come, come, come. I've seen it, this old man is an old fairy who carries a pot, his chess skills are not very good, and he can drink a thousand cups. ”

The old immortal's face sank: "Old thing, you are so old, can you be more shameless?"

The two of them looked like a pair of naughty boys in trouble.

"Haha, come on, come on, let me introduce you to this is my little apprentice. You're going to have to take care of me!"

After resting on the mountain for a day, Long Gongzi couldn't wait to follow Xuanyuan Ye to start practicing.

Xuanyuan sat on a fast bluestone at night, and his inner breath was slightly floating.

"Come on, let Uncle see what you've learned in the past few months. ”

"Yes, uncle. ”

The dragon bow held the hilt of the sword, and he couldn't hold back to show his hand.

The qi of Tai Chi emerges in the body

Xuanyuan Yeyi's eyes twitched slightly.

"Sword Point Samsung!!"

This move can be said to be the strongest move in the sword move of the dragon bow now, and it is also the most skillful move used.

The sharp sword move directly smashed a large stone in the distance.

"Hmm!" Xuanyuan Ye nodded, quite satisfied with this move: "With your current strength, it is already very good to be able to perform such a sword move."

Hearing Xuanyuan Yeyi's praise, Long Gongzi had already smiled in his heart, and the smile on his mouth made people see his virtue at a glance.

"It's true that there is no problem with this trick, but the problem is that your internal strength is insufficient. The stronger the internal force, the more powerful the sword moves will be. ”

"Insufficient internal force?" Of course, this dragon bow knows, but this internal force is not enough for himself.

"Uncle, then you have to teach me what it is. ”

Speaking of this, Xuanyuan stood up and took the sword in Long Gongzi's hand.

"Drink!"

With a light snort, the internal force in his hand skyrocketed, and a red light appeared in his hand.

The sword that Long Gongzi had made by Feng Qiaojiang disappeared into his hand as if it had melted?

"My, treasure, sword!"

Long Gongzi's eyes widened, and he was really frightened by this moment. The sword that I had used for so long was gone.

"Internal force is the qi that constantly emerges from your own body, and this kind of qi, so I want to directly raise your internal force to a higher level during this period of time. ”

Hearing these resolute affirmative words, to be honest, Long Gongzi was a little frightened in his heart.

Directly up a notch? What exactly is that?

"But, uncle, my sword is gone. What are I going to do?"

"Aha?" Xuanyuan Yeyi also looked a little embarrassed: "It's okay, it's okay, I can't use a sword for this practice"