A few days later, in the open space between the pine forests, Zhao Zhijing and the four of them stood still one by one, at this time, Guo Jing had basically mastered the trick in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending taught by Hong Qigong, "Kang Long has regrets".

I saw Guo Jing in the pine forest concentrating on practicing the palm technique, at this time the palm technique has some achievements, the flying palm shadow drives the Taoist palm wind, and a tiny dragon chant resounded in the pine forest. Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong, who were beside them, couldn't help but nod when they saw Guo Jing at this time.

Guo Jing's method of learning martial arts has always been "I will practice for ten days when people practice", after these few days of getting along, Hong Qigong has seen Guo Jing's persistence, and it turned out that Guo Jing was taught because of Huang Rong's food, and he has become fond of this silly boy.

Zhao Zhijing glanced at Guo Jing at this time, nodded incessantly, and sighed in his heart: "This Guo Jing really has perseverance that ordinary people don't have, if ordinary people only make a little progress after a few days of practice, they would have given up a long time ago."

I don't want him to persevere, and practice this style of Kanglong to such a point, it is indeed worthy of the later Guo Juxia, and this eighteen palms of dragon descent are really prepared for him. ”

At this moment, Guo Jing mentioned the true qi in the dantian, and his palms glowed with a trace of golden light under the infusion of true qi. I saw him slap out a bowl thick pine tree in front of him, only to hear a click, and this not small pine tree was split by Guo Jing's palm. At this time, Hong Qigong heard the sound of clicking, and saw the figure of this fallen pine tree, and immediately looked at Guo Jing's eyes with wisps of essence.

Huang Rong saw that his brother Jing's cultivation had achieved something in the past few days, so he couldn't help but let out a cheer and said, "Okay!" Zhao Zhijing swept his eyes at Huang Rong, who was happy at this time, and then saw Hong Qigong, whose eyes were shining at this time, and said: "Qigong, you have been teaching Brother Guo Jing for a few days, why don't you teach Huang Rong a few tricks, no matter what, Huang Rong is the reigning seventh prince, you are ready to eat!"

Huang Rong listened to Zhao Zhijing's words, and didn't wait for Hong Qigong to say anything, so he said: "Brother Zhao is right, Qigong just now I saw that Brother Jing cut off the pine tree with one palm, and his ability is already better than mine." I can't resist his slap. It's all your fault, he will bully me in the future, what should I do?"

Hong Qigong has been conquered by Huang Rong's food in the past few days, and he is trying his best to please her at this time, although he listens to her strong words, he has to follow her and say: "What do you say?" Huang Rong said: "You teach me a set of skills to beat him." After you teach me, I'll cook for you. Hong Qi said fairly: "Okay." He has only learned one trick to beat him, so why is it so difficult for him to do it? I'll teach you a set of 'getaway' boxing techniques. "In a word, Fang Biren has jumped up, his big sleeves are flying, and he is extremely light and agile in the east and west.

Huang Rong silently remembered in her heart that she had already learned half of Hong Qigong's set of boxing techniques. After his instruction, in less than two hours, a set of 6636 moves of "Getaway" had been fully understood. In the end, she and Hong Qigong recruited at the same time, and the two stood side by side, one from the left and the other from the right, whirling back and forth, really like a jade swallow and a big eagle flying. After thirty-six moves, the two landed at the same time and looked at each other and laughed, Guo Jing applauded loudly.

Hong Qigong said to Guo Jing: "This female doll is a hundred times smarter than you." Guo Jing scratched his head and said: "How did she learn all these many trick changes at once, but she won't forget it?" I just remembered the second move, but the first move I forgot. Hong Qigong laughed and said: "You can't learn this road 'getaway', even if you memorize it, you don't have the slightest taste of leisure, and your sad face has become 'distressed crawling'." Guo Jing smiled: "Isn't it?"

Hong Qi said fairly: "This 'getaway' is the kung fu I practiced when I was a teenager, in order to make do with the girl's original martial arts path, I shook it out to teach her, in fact, it is not in line with my current martial arts doorway." I haven't done it once in more than a decade. The implication is that the power of "Getaway" is far less than that of "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon".

Today's meal in the hut is a little more abundant than before, Huang Rong saw that his brother Jing had come to practice a few days in the eighteen palms of the dragon descending dragon has regretted that he has become a small success, and he can't help but be happy for him, and later he also learned the free travel boxing method taught by Hong Qigong, and his heart is naturally a little happy.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong looked at the food on this table, smelling the tempting fragrance, and only felt more hungry in their stomachs, so the two picked up the chopsticks on the table and ate it.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong didn't feel strange when they saw the two of them moving chopsticks at this time, but it was strange that the two of them at this time did not have the competition in the past, and became extraordinarily gentle, as if they were tasting everything they ate.

In the pine forest after the meal, Zhao Zhijing hung his Purple Emperor Sword around his waist, and his white robe fluttered like a fairy, without the slightest cheesiness of competing at the dinner table. Hong Qigong, who was next to him, was holding a jasper dog beating stick at this time, recovering his pride as the leader of a gang, and he was like a giant god in rags.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at the two of them at this time, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "This is their demeanor, they are really rare people in the world!"

Zhao Zhijing looked at the sunset in the distance and said: "Qigong, I have already fought with you once, but at that time, I should be just a rising star in the rivers and lakes in your opinion, and I haven't stood with you yet, and I don't know what to do today?"

After listening to Zhao Zhijing's words, Hong Qigong had a hint of reminiscence in his eyes, and said: "I used to think that even if you want to talk about the sword with us, it will be at least a few years later, and I don't want to arrive today, it seems that Lao Yuhua still underestimates you, the sword immortal in the rivers and lakes!"

As soon as Hong Qigong's voice fell, Zhao Zhijing responded: "Qigong has praised it, today the kid still hopes that Qigong will give him advice!" After saying that, his eyes were full of war, and he stared closely at Hong Qigong, a northern beggar holding a dog-beating stick. At this time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong felt extremely strange, why the two of them who had gotten along so well in the past few days had to compete today. The two of them looked at Zhao Zhijing's Hong Qigong with deep doubts in their eyes.

Hong Qigong and Zhao Zhijing did not answer the questions of the two, only to see Hong Qigong wave his hand, let the two of them retreat, and looked at Zhao Zhijing at this time, full of respect for the opponent.

Zhao Zhijing saw that Hong Qigong's mind opposite him was completely complete at this time, and he was immersed in this battle, so he restrained his mind, held on the hilt of the Purple Emperor Sword with one hand, pointed his toes on the ground, and shouted: "Qigong, please advise!" As soon as the words fell, the Purple Emperor Sword on his waist followed Zhao Zhijing, who rose up, and turned into a purple lightning, which came out of the sheath in response.