"Wait!" said Old Song, turning his head. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The ugly young man paused and continued.

Lao Song hurriedly said, "Who are you?"

"Zhao Dahe!" the ugly young man waved his hand and continued to walk forward, farther away from him.

Old Song said in a deep voice: "What are the conditions?"

Chu Li stopped, turned his head and looked: "White Tiger Divine Skill!"

Old Song secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't want to deal with his son.

Then he became careful again, why did he ask him for the White Tiger Divine Skill, obviously knowing his relationship with Childe, he hid Childe.

Chu Li said lightly: "Don't worry, it's not for you to deal with Zheng Yanwu." ”

Lao Song finally concluded that he knew that Gongzi was hiding in his house.

Chu Li said: "What I want is the complete White Tiger Divine Skill, if you can get it, I will exchange it for the Rejuvenation Pill!"

"How do I know you're not lying to me!" said Old Song.

His heart was beating hard.

Of course, he knew that the unique medicine of the Bright Holy Sect could restore martial arts.

If it is an ordinary disciple, it is impossible to get this pill at all, Zhao Dahe is a genius among geniuses, a figure that the Bright Holy Sect focuses on cultivating and protecting, and it is not strange to have a rejuvenation pill.

If he can take the Rejuvenation Pill, he will be able to come back after many years of martial arts, and his lifespan will become more than two hundred years old, or even three hundred years old, which is really an irresistible temptation for him who does not have a few years to live.

Chu Li said: "I, Zhao Dahe, will never break my promise, you can inquire about my reputation...... Besides, it's just a rejuvenation pill, and it's not a big deal!"

"You're going to kill me. Old Song said in a deep voice.

Chu Li glanced at him and said coldly: "Why do you want to kill your mouth? If I don't steal the White Tiger Divine Skill, the White Tiger Sect will be able to spare me? I secretly learn the White Tiger Divine Skill, what can the White Tiger Sect do to me? I'm afraid that it will be you who leaks out, right?"

Old Song nodded slowly.

Although Gongzi went down the mountain privately, violating the rules that a century-old master is not allowed to walk in the martial arts and disturb the world, he will be punished by the sect and abolished martial arts, but if Zhao Dahe kills Gongzi, the sect will never forget it, and must retaliate back.

Then he realized that Childe was not dead, but he had already regarded Childe as a dead man!

"Do you have the complete exercises of the White Tiger Divine Skill?" Chu Li said lightly.

"Yes!" said Old Song in a deep voice.

Chu Li took a deep look at him and found that Lao Song didn't lie, he did have the complete exercises of the White Tiger Divine Skill.

"Do you want to exchange?" Chu Li took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a snow-white pill, and a small knife as thin as a cicada's wings suddenly appeared between his fingers, and with a slight stroke, the pill was split into two.

Chu Li threw him half a piece: "Take this, and the remaining half will be taken within a quarter of an hour, so that the medicinal power will not be dispersed!"

Lao Song took it and stared at half of the pill that exuded a strange appearance, his face was cloudy.

Chu Li didn't urge, just looked at him with a smile.

Old Song Xin was struggling violently, for a while, he couldn't betray the White Tiger Sect, he couldn't leak the White Tiger Divine Skill, and for a while, he only had a few years to live, and it was impossible for the sect to help him recover his martial arts.

After a few breaths, the desire to survive overpowered, and he closed his eyes and swallowed the pill.

Suddenly, a stream of clear air swirled in the internal organs, and then rushed into the dantian.

The dried meridians seemed to have regained their warmth, and the dantian also gave birth to a faint heat, as if a seed was about to break through the soil at any time, but it couldn't rush out, this feeling made him anxious and longing.

Chu Li smiled: "But really?"

"Come with me!" said Old Song in a deep voice.

Chu Li nodded with satisfaction: "If you don't make a ghost, the remaining half can be given to you at any time." ”

"Don't worry!" said Lao Song slowly.

The two returned to his house and went into the study.

Lao Song took out a thick collection of poems from the bookshelf and handed it to him: "The mantra and the White Tiger catalogue are all in it, my painting skills may be average, and I can't do both form and spirit." ”

Chu Li quickly flipped through it, a total of nine white tiger pictures, and nearly a hundred words of formulas.

He thought about it, these nine diagrams were different from the White Tiger Yang Refining Diagram, but there was a faint connection, and these formulas were profound and difficult, making him frown.

"The empowerment method used for your martial arts inheritance, right?" Chu said.

"Yes. Lao Song nodded: "The nine pictures use the method of empowerment. ”

"I'll see if you practice it. Chu Lidao.

Although Lao Song wondered why he wanted to watch himself practice, he couldn't see the things in his head, but he didn't disobey, a quarter of an hour was about to pass, and the feeling of being ready to move in the dantian was getting weaker and weaker, and the medicinal power didn't keep up, and he wanted to recover his martial arts.

As soon as he kicked the door, he became more and more eager and couldn't resist Chu Li's request.

He then sat down on the couch and began to exercise, and the nine white tiger catalogues were presented in his mind one by one.

Chu Li saw what he was thinking, and nodded secretly, this old Song is really honest, he really handed over the White Tiger Divine Skill to himself, he didn't play tricks, and took the opportunity to harm himself.

"That's it. Chu Lidao.

Lao Song opened his eyes and had a complicated expression: "Actually, it's useless to know the White Tiger Divine Skill, the mantra is difficult, there are huge and complex practice notes in the White Tiger Sect, without the practice notes of these senior masters, even if you get the mantra, you can't comprehend it and can't cultivate." ”

Chu Li said: "You don't need to worry about this, come on, this is the other half." ”

He threw the remaining half of the pill to Old Song.

Lao Song hesitated, glanced at him, and put it in his mouth.

He was also worried about whether Chu Li would make a ghost in the pill, he was not a master of the Outer Heaven now, he had no dangerous intuition, and even if it was poisonous, he couldn't detect it in advance.

But now, he has no choice but to gamble on Chu Li's character.

A stream of clear qi enters the five internal organs, and then gathers in the dantian, the original breath that is ready to move swells at once, like a seed breaking out of the ground, a trace of internal force condenses in the dantian, and finally becomes more and more dense, from the acquired master, to the congenital, and then to the outer sky.

"Bang!" his clothes were windless, and his snow-white eyebrows fluttered, as if he were in a gale.

Chu Li looked at him with a smile.

Lao Song opened his eyes, and the essence burst out like substance.

Chu Li hugged his fists: "Congratulations!"

Lao Song clenched his fists hard, and his heart was inexplicably grateful.

He didn't expect Chu Li to keep his promise so much.

Chu Li said: "For the sake of our happy transaction, I will give you a word." ”

"Please!" said Old Song in a deep voice.

Chu Li said: "Get out of here, lest the White Tiger Sect be angry with you, the world is so big, there is nowhere to go!"

Old Song frowned at him.

Chu Li said lightly: "Because you were an invalid before, the Holy Sect seniors didn't take your life!"

Lao Song shook his head: "I won't abandon my son!"

"He's dead!" Chu Li clenched his fists and floated away.

He appeared in the gale, and when he came to the house of the two women, he saw a middle-aged and beautiful woman healing the two women's injuries.

The two women sat side by side on the couch, and the middle-aged and beautiful woman sat behind them, pressing one person's back with one palm, and the white air was steaming in her hair.

Chu Li sat on the side and watched without disturbing.

After a cup of tea, the middle-aged woman put away her palms and looked at him with open eyes.

Chu Li hugged his fists: "This senior is ......"

"This is Uncle Zeng Huazeng. Li Ruolan opened her eyes and said.

Chu Li said, "Uncle Zeng is here to help us, right?"

Zeng Hua said lightly: "I was ordered to take Zheng Yanwu's life, not to help you." (To be continued.) )