"This is natural, but Gongzi may tell the old man first, which immortal sect are you a disciple?" asked Meng Lao Orion cautiously.

Whether you are a person in the rivers and lakes or not, it is always taboo to inquire about other people's followers.

However, Bai Ya can understand the psychology of the old man, and he was afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years. They were tossed around by the innate martial artist of the Piercing Mountain Sect, but now they don't want to have anything to do with the Green Forest martial artist anymore.

"Under the Qingdu Guanmen in Qingcheng, it is a Taoist immortal gate, and the old man can directly call a certain Baiya, no longer need to call Gongzi, Gongzi!" Bai Ya replied with a smile.

"Daomen......? If you become a Taoist priest, can you still marry a wife and have children?"

The old hunter knew that Taoism belonged to a famous and decent family, but he was still a little worried about his grandson's lifelong problems. This world attaches great importance to blood inheritance, and a family with only one child will definitely not let their children and grandchildren become monks.

"I Qingdu Guan belongs to the true martial arts, the main worship of the Zhenwu Emperor, the disciples can be monks, can also be the fire house Taoist priests, so I can't help but marry relatives. Nowadays, only the Quanzhen Dao is all monks, and it is forbidden for the disciples to marry, and it is one of the standards for cultivating the Tao to be alone and fornication. ”

Although Bai Ya does not cultivate, he has been a Dao Tong for so long, and he is very familiar with all aspects of true martial arts.

"That's good!"

The old hunter breathed a sigh of relief, he hoped that his grandson would have a career and embark on the path of martial arts immortals, but he didn't want to cut off his children and grandchildren, so he suffered from gains and losses.

"Chong'er, come and meet this white ...... White Cliff Immortal!"

The old hunter took Bai Ya out and called out the black-faced man who was squatting on the ground, but this title made Bai Ya feel so awkward.

However, Meng Chong's standing up suddenly made Bai Ya's eyes light up again.

At first, he was sitting in the room, and when the black-faced man broke in, he didn't feel how tall he was. Now that the two of them looked at each other, Bai Ya found that this kid was actually half a head taller than him.

Bai Ya's body was born in the northwest, and he continued to eat meat when he was a child, and now it has grown out, almost eight feet, that is, one meter eighty-five. But the figure of the big man in front of him is at least nine feet, that is, two meters away.

"Is he an immortal elder?" Meng Chong looked at Bai Ya suspiciously.

This is not to blame him, although Bai Ya has an ordinary appearance and is still a paralyzed face, but after cultivating the mixed yuan iron cloth shirt for so long, his skin is getting more and more white, almost the same as jade, and his appearance looks smaller than Meng Chong.

"Meng Ye said that your kung fu practice is not bad, so let someone call you Jin Liang!"

Bai Ya was polite to the old hunter, that was to respect the old man, but he was not so gentle to the rough man in front of him.

"You?" Meng Chong glanced at Bai Ya, grinned, shook his head and responded, "Forget it, I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

"Hehe, if you can hurt so-and-so, so-and-so will lose to you a hundred taels of gold!" Bai Ya grinned toothedly and hooked his hand at him, "But if you lose, then take so-and-so to the cave mansion of the former immortal chief of the mountain-piercing sect!"

"The Cave Mansion of the Immortal Elder of the Piercing Mountain Sect?" Meng Chong frowned when he heard this, and looked at the old hunter next to him with inquiry.

He was rugged, but he was not stupid, and he was not immediately carried away by a hundred taels of gold.

The old Orion nodded at him, signaling his agreement.

"Hey, since the little brother has to give money to so-and-so, then Meng Chong will be ashamed to accept the hundred taels of gold!" Meng Chong saw his grandfather nodding, and a cruel smile suddenly appeared on his black face, and he clenched his fists, and there was a crackling sound.

"Okay, stinky black boy, just come and get it!" Bai Ya raised his head and laughed, standing with his hands in his hands, but he didn't even look at Meng Chong.

"Look at the fight!"

Meng Chong's black face flashed with anger, and the big fist of the bowl immediately smashed towards the white cliff, but the target was the shoulder. No matter how steady he was, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy, and he was finally aroused by the other party's competitive spirit.

"Try his strain first!" Bai Ya's eyes flashed, and he turned sideways, narrowly avoiding Meng Chong's fist.

His body style is not very good, Liu Yu has never taught him body style, and even the yin and yang gossip pile taught to him by Meng Shi Feng Yang was abandoned after only half of the practice under Liu Yu's warning.

Therefore, until now, when it is about to step into the level of artistic conception, Baiya will still only have a basic plum blossom five-element pile. Against other sect martial artists, such as Chen Ming of the Panlong Sect in Langzhong City, he was bound and couldn't show it.

However, the difference in body style is also relative, how can Meng Chong compare with those sect martial artists who compete with their brothers and sisters every day. Even if he started practicing martial arts at the age of four, he has only practiced it behind closed doors until now, and he lacks combat experience.

Although Bai Ya can only use one plum blossom five element pile, he has practiced this body method to the realm of returning to the basics.

A basic body method against a martial artist like Chen Ming is only a little reluctant, and you can know how hard he has worked in the body method.

If Bai Ya can persist in cultivating the plum blossom five elements pile for decades, he will eventually become like that Shaolin monk, who can fight all over the world with only one Arhat boxing, and embark on the purest martial arts of turning complexity into simplicity!

Meng Chong is nine feet tall, and his arms have grown to his knees, and his arm span is estimated to have reached two meters forty or fifty. However, he was born with ape arms and bee waist, his body was not bulky, and his fist skills were vigorous as soon as he unfolded.

It's a pity that he has too little combat experience, and every punch has to be accumulated, eager to win with one punch, and he doesn't spare any strength.

Baiya has now broken the three levels, and how sensitive is his sense of heaven and earth vitality. Even with his eyes closed, Meng Chong's straight-up fist couldn't hit him.

"Fourteen years old into the Qi realm, seventeen years old this year, you should have reached the internal qi release outside, right? What is it now, learning a three-year-old boy to play eagle and catch chickens?" Bai Ya said sarcastically to Meng Chong mercilessly.

"It seems that Meng Ye and that Immortal Elder of the Panshan Sect are too fond of you, but it's just a stupid pig, so you will grow stronger and fatter!

"Shut up!"

Meng Chong was stimulated by Bai Ya's poisonous tongue and his face turned red, the short hair on the top of his head stood up, and his big eyes were like copper bells. It's just that the boxing technique under his hand has changed suddenly, from opening and closing to being real in the void, and his steps have begun to move smartly, and he actually has a little monkey-like appearance between moving and jumping.

It's just that he was strong and dark, and he didn't bounce like a monkey, but like a chimpanzee.

"No, this doesn't seem to be a monkey-shaped boxing ......" Bai Ya looked inexplicable, and vaguely felt that this boxing technique was familiar.

"Whew~" At this moment, Bai Ya's fist, which had already jumped backwards to dodge, suddenly stretched out and slammed into his face with lightning speed.

"White Ape Arm Fist?" Bai Ya was taken aback, he really didn't expect that in this place, he would actually encounter Emei Ling Tiange's stunt.

Emei Lingtian Pavilion, also known as the White Ape Dojo, the patriarch is the self-named "Ape Gong" of the moving spirit, imitating the Emei Mountain White Ape to create the White Ape Sword and the White Ape through the arm boxing, because he likes to wear white clothes, so he is also called the White Ape Ancestor.

Ling Tiange's White Ape Tongjian is a bit similar to Shaolin's Iron Cloth Shirt, and they are both very famous in the rivers and lakes, and they are widely circulated, with many variants.

Meng Chong made this move obviously not an authentic White Ape Tongjiquan, and it should also be a variant of Tongjiquan.

However, the difference between Tongjiquan and Tiebu Shirt is that it is only a basic boxing technique, similar to Baiya's tiger-shaped boxing.

From this point of view, the secret book given to Meng Chong by the innate martial artist back then should be this widely circulated Dalu boxing method on the rivers and lakes, not the unique school of the Panshan School.

If the old hunter had also provided wild food and helped the innate martial artist do things at that time, then it was only a transaction. Although his attitude towards awarding martial arts is not rigorous enough, with his identity as a green forest, he can be regarded as a disguised observance of the principle that martial arts should not be lightly awarded.

It's just that Meng Chong can cultivate a big road goods boxing method to the qi realm, and he should have the talent to practice martial arts. Looking at his unique figure with ape arms and bee waist, arms longer than knees, Bai Ya had a faint guess in his heart.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning, but his body was not restrained, and as soon as he raised his hand like lightning, he blocked the big man's fist with his palm.

"Smack!" Meng Chong only felt that his fist was like a defeat, and there was an irresistible force from his fist, as if he had punched himself himself, and the smile of joy on his face suddenly froze.

Fortunately, his strain was also very fast, and with a shake of his shoulder, this force was immediately unloaded, but he couldn't stand under his feet, and "Tengteng" even retreated.

"Come again!" Meng Chong's black face was solemn, and there was no contempt for him.

As soon as he stretched out his arms, his fist became more and more agile, and between dodging and moving, he completely became an ape, completely opening up the Tongjian that he had practiced hard for more than ten years.

I saw that the white cliff was shrouded by heavy figures in an instant, and the two huge fists were like two soft and boneless black pythons choosing people to devour, flying up and down around the white cliff.

Meng Chong was already nine feet tall, his arms were longer than his knees, and coupled with the unique effect of his arm fist, his attack range was three meters away, and the strong wind from the inside and outside almost blew the clothes on Bai Ya's body into a hunting sound.

Bai Ya saw that he was moving like a monkey, with a pair of long arms sometimes growing violently, sometimes soft as a snake, and knew that the great man had at least cultivated this boxing technique to the realm of integration.

Although it had no effect on him, he could use the iron cloth shirt to block it with a raised hand, and the anti-shock power of the iron cloth shirt also made Meng Chong suffer a lot of dark losses, but compared to before, he was also much more serious.

However, now that he has mastered the details of Meng Chong, he does not intend to delay it any longer.

Just as Meng Chong punched his temple again, Bai Ya finally stopped defending and took the initiative to attack for the first time.

He stretched out the index finger of his left hand, picked up the iron finger gong, and poked the seven inches of the "black python" like lightning.

Meng Chong only felt that his pulse was numb, and his entire right arm suddenly lost sensation, and he was suddenly shocked, and he didn't know how to continue at all, and his weakness of lack of combat experience was revealed for a while.

Bai Ya didn't expect him to suddenly lose power, but Bai Ya's body reacted faster than his mind, and the tiger claw in his right hand instinctively pulled towards Meng Chong's lower body, which was definitely a dignified shot at the bottom of the sea.

Fortunately, halfway through the claw, he came to his senses, turned his claw into a fist, and slightly raised the part of the blow to Meng Chong's abdomen.

Otherwise, Meng Chong doesn't need to go to Qingcheng anymore, he can go to Siam instead!

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the black-faced man's face changed drastically, and he slowly knelt on the ground with stiff movements, supported the ground with both hands, and vomited with a "wow".