ps: The second update, ask for a recommendation ticket. There are so few tickets, and Mr. Cang (Shan) is ashamed.

"Very well, then I'll hang around here for a while, and learn from the girl. I haven't asked Fang for advice yet, it's really rude. Ling Hu Chong smiled.

On the side of the bamboo curtain, there was silence for a while, and finally responded: "My name is Ren Yingying." ”

Ling Hu Chong deliberately asked, "May I ask if it's Jingying?"

"It's wrong, it's Yingying in the water, and the pulse is silent. Ren Yingying smiled lightly.

Originally, the holy aunt Ren Yingying was very precautionary and would never tell her name to strangers, but for this life-saving Ling Hu Chong, especially seeing that he appreciated his piano sound so much, he felt quite a bosom friend.

After years of displacement, Ren Yingying really has no confidant. Therefore, now there is a very subtle feeling of seeing each other late.

"By the way, the corpses of those Songshan faction members are still piled up in the courtyard! It will stink in a few days, so I'll go and remove it. Linghu said.

Next, I have to eat and drink here for nothing, and of course Ling Hu Chong must be diligent.

"Linghu Shaoxia, let's go after eating egg noodles. "Green Bamboo Weng Road.

A large bowl of egg noodles was placed on the table, and Ling Hu Chong immediately devoured it.

No way, since I went down to Huashan, I have been sleeping in the open air, often eating dry food such as bread, and there is oil and water in the wood.

Ren Yingying's laughter came from behind the bamboo curtain, because she couldn't help but laugh when she saw Ling Hu Chong's exaggerated eating appearance.

After eating this large bowl of egg noodles, Ling Hu Chong walked out of the bamboo house, and immediately moved these corpses to the edge of the cliff thirty zhang away in turn, and then threw them directly. As for the corpses at the bottom of the mountain, he didn't have time to deal with them.

If it is said that digging a pit in the nearby bamboo forest to bury these people, Ling Hu Chong feels that it is not necessary, because these people from the Songshan faction are not good people, and it is laborious, and they will live in a bamboo hut for the next period of time, and once they remember that there are corpses buried in the nearby bamboo forest in the middle of the night, it will affect the quality of sleep.

By the time the yard had been cleaned up, it was already nightfall.

Lu Zhuweng cleaned a bamboo house behind him, spread the bamboo couch, and let Linghu Chong rest in peace.

After closing them, Ling Hu Chong did not rush to sleep, but diligently cultivated the Mixed Yuan Gong.

The reason why this Mixed Yuan Gong, one of the Nine Gongs of Huashan, is not as famous as the Zixia Divine Gong is because it is more difficult to cultivate to a high and profound realm. But once practiced, such as when the wind is clear, its internal strength is extremely high.

Ling Hu Chong was not afraid of difficulties, cultivated down-to-earth, and estimated in his heart: "I am finally luckier than the Ling Hu Chong in the original book, that guy was infused with internal force by the six immortals of Peach Valley and the non-precept monk, so that he was tortured by the internal force of different species all day long. As long as I lay a good foundation for internal strength, and find a way to learn the Shaolin Yijin Sutra in the future, there should be few opponents in terms of internal strength. ”

As for the star-absorbing Dafa that can be done by me, because it absorbs too much of other people's internal force, it is difficult to completely refine it, and it will have a backlash effect. Ling Hu Chong felt that this was worth considering whether to learn it, and it was said that only by practicing the Yi Jin Jing could he eradicate the troubles. So, you have to find a way to go to Shaolin Temple after that.

"Linghu Chong in the original book, fainted and became critically ill in Wubagang because of his desperate efforts to save Ren Yingying, and Ren Yingying carried him to Shaolin Temple. At the cost of being imprisoned for ten years, she asked the Shaolin abbot to save Ling Hu Chong and pass on his Yijin Sutra. But this guy always wants to return to the gate wall of the Huashan faction, so he refuses to join the Shaolin faction. Hehe, if I have such an opportunity, I will definitely take it. ”

Linghu Chongxin said: "Except for Uncle Fengtai, this Huashan faction doesn't have much sense of belonging to me. Especially Lao Yue's suspicion all day long, it is really disgusting. My goal is to be at ease, to be able to protect my loved ones, and to be able to do whatever I want, and I don't care about anything else. ”

After cultivating for more than an hour, Ling Hu Chong fell asleep deeply. In the past few days, Ling Hu Chong still had a good night's sleep for the first time.

In the early morning of the next day, the beautiful and clear sound of the piano woke up Ling Hu Chong, and then, Ling Hu Chong spent the morning learning the basics of playing the piano from Ren Yingying.

In the afternoon, Ren Yingying followed Linghu to the bamboo forest to learn swords.

"Miss Ren, since I am your confidant, why do you still have to cover your face?" Ling Hu Chong smiled.

Ren Yingying was silent for a moment, finally took off the hat and veil, and said with a smile: "I have been walking outside for all these years, and I am used to not showing my true face. So, I didn't think of that!"

Ren Yingying, the originally very cold holy aunt, this inadvertent smile is so bright, just like the clear stream reflecting the pear blossoms.

Ling Hu Chong admired it carefully, but saw that Ren Yingying was a standard classical beauty, and it could really be said that autumn water was a god and jade was a bone. Although it does not have the coquettish feeling of an oriental girl, it is extremely dignified. And Ren Yingying only simply brought a jasper hairpin on her head, which has a kind of beauty that washes away the lead and looks plain.

For a long time, Ling Hu Chong has believed that since God has created beauties like Dongfang Girl and Ren Yingying, he must appreciate them well, otherwise he will not only live up to God's kindness, but also embarrass himself.

"Ahem, Linghu Shaoxia, what are you thinking? Why do I think your eyes are extremely hollow, was it that the souls of those people from the Songshan faction came to snatch away your soul last night?" Ren Yingying said.

Ling Hu Chong smiled: "I was thinking about something very important just now. ”

"I don't think you're thinking of anything good!" Ren Yingying said.

"Well, don't you want to learn swords, and practice your swordsmanship first, after I watched it, so as to teach you according to your aptitude. Linghu said.

"I think you used those swordsmanship yesterday to be very good! Ren Yingying said.

Ling Hu Chong shook his head and said: "You are wrong to have this idea, what do you do to learn tricks? That is just to get its form but not its god, and the tricks must be learned and used lively, and there is no flawless sword move." So I'll have to look at your foundation first. ”

"Hmph, that's long-winded. Well, you see. Before Ren Yingying's words fell, she immediately jumped up, already holding a short sword in her hand.

Ren Yingying's swordsmanship is quite sharp, and she is good at quickly changing moves in a small area, which is dazzling to watch. And Ren Yingying's body method is very fast, the shadow flickered, fluttering, beautiful.

After a while, Ren Yingying jumped back in front of Linghu Chong, returned the sword into the sheath, and said, "Linghu Shaoxia, can I still see this swordsmanship?"

Linghu Chongxin said: "This sword technique is actually very good, quite unique, but as the Holy Aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect, the people around her must praise her non-stop." It doesn't mean anything more flattering to me. ”

So, Ling Hu Chong put his hands behind his back, paced back and forth a few steps, and said solemnly: "Your swordsmanship is too routine. In addition, your swordsmanship is self-centered, and you are always thinking about how to make the most of all the sword moves in this set of swordsmanship, so how can you have time to observe the flaws in the enemy's sword moves?"

"Also, there are too many useless movements in your swordsmanship......" Ling Hu Chong was gushing, and suddenly a cold light flashed, but Ren Yingying couldn't stand Ling Hu Chong's criticism, and in a fit of anger, she drew her sword and attacked.

Ling Hu Chong reacted quickly, quickly shut up, and dodged sideways with a shake of his body.

Ren Yingying's offensive was like a storm, so that before Hu Chong could draw his sword, he took the unsheathed sword to resist.

"Miss Ren, why are you moody!" Ling Hu Chong said as he resisted.

"Hmph, you're right, I want to see how much better your swordsmanship is than mine?" Ren Yingying snorted coldly.

"Then you don't have to chase me all the time, you have to wait until I have time to draw my sword." Linghu said.

"Dengzi, who is chasing you......" Ren Yingying became more and more angry.

Outside the bamboo forest, the green bamboo man who was weaving a bamboo basket shook his head and smiled when he saw the quarrel between the two of them: "Young is good!"