Lin Jiao and Wu Youzheng were even more surprised when they heard this, this sentence was the first sentence of their martial arts general outline, but seeing that Nangong Shaoyou could use his proud skills as he wished, he faintly felt that he had a lot of connections with the ancestral master. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Nangong Shaoyou just finished reciting this general outline, and immediately hit Lin Jiao's chest with his left palm, and hit Wu Youzheng's left shoulder with his right palm, his move was very exquisite, Lin Jiao had to use a move "Floating like a dream", the left palm pulled, and the right palm hit Nangong Shaoyou's right arm, Wu Youzheng just made a move "If a dream is not a dream", it was also a left palm traction, and the right palm hit Nangong Shaoyou's left arm.

"Okay!" Nangong Shaoyou shouted, his palms were closed, and he drew a circle outward, hitting the Tianling cover of the two directly, and the two of them also dodged the attack, and the palm that fought back happened to relieve the siege for the other party.

Nangong Shaoyou kept leading them to use the "Ice Drinking Palm" and "Night Sleep Palm" one move at a time, and Lin Jiao Wu Youzheng felt more and more surprised in his heart, the tricks of the two of them were so well matched, and the power of using them was greatly increased, as if these two sets of palm techniques should have been used by two people at the same time.

After playing for half an hour, the palms of the two were exhausted at the same time, Nangong Shaoyou immediately closed his palms, jumped out of the circle, and laughed: "How do you feel after each of you finish playing a set of palms?"

Lin Jiao and Wu You glanced at each other, both of them showed an unprecedented sense of satisfaction on their faces, for these two sets of palm techniques, the two of them did not know how many times they had practiced, and they had never been so vividly swayed this time.

Lin Jiao suddenly clenched his fists and said, "Nangong Daxia, I don't know what you call our ancestor master?"

"Is your ancestor surnamed Song?" said Nangong Shaoyou with a smile.

"Exactly!" both replied at the same time, expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Well, your ancestor's surname is Song Mingzixiu, right?" Nangong Shaoyou continued to ask.

"Exactly!" the expressions on the faces of the two men were even more surprised.

"That's right, these two sets of palm techniques were created by my master!" Nangong Shaoyou also affirmed that the ancestor of these two people was his master Song Zixiu.

"Are you the apprentice of the ancestor Song Daxia?" The two bowed down at the same time: "Senior nephew to meet uncle!"

Lin Jiao and Wu Youzheng don't need to verify the authenticity of Nangong Shaoyou at all, they can use these two sets of palm techniques to make such a clever person except for the heirs of their ancestors, there will be no one else in the world who has such ability.

"You two, please, but I have never heard of Master saying that there are other apprentices outside, except for his old man's daughter, I am his first apprentice. Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help but ask.

Wu Youzheng was a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, the ancestor did not accept his father as an apprentice, but his father's martial arts were taught by his old man, and because he learned martial arts, he made the Baiyaomen stronger, so he regarded his old man as the ancestor of the mountain." ”

Nangong Shaoyou nodded, feeling that what he said was not unreasonable, and immediately said sternly: "Master passed on your father's martial arts, so that you can protect yourself, no longer be oppressed by the wicked, and be able to lead your brothers to live and work in peace and contentment, but you didn't let you kill each other, can you master pass on the original intention of these two sets of martial arts?"

"Uncle Shi, please!" the two hurriedly bowed.

"Hmm. Nangong Shaoyou immediately raised his uncle's face:" The name of these two sets of martial arts is taken from a sentence of Zhuangzi: the court is ordered, the evening drinks ice, the day is inactive, and the night is sleepless, which means that the heavy task needs to be done tirelessly, and it is also an exhortation to the people who learn these two sets of palms to do their best to guide everyone on the right path, live and work in peace and contentment, and there are few mutual cooperation in the martial arts practiced by the master, and only these two sets of martial arts are so, so he passed these two sets of martial arts to the fathers of the two respectively, because he saw them leading the unarmed ordinary people, fighting against thieves, and finding a piece of the world for everyone, and was moved by their unityAt that time, his old man thought that the two of you were like brothers, and this shallow truth would be quickly understood, so he didn't point it out, who knew that you not only did not understand the deep meaning of his old man, but instead went the opposite way, fighting each other for decades, causing many brothers to die in vain, have you ever remembered the original intention of founding these two sects?"

Nangong Shaoyou's words made the two of them extremely ashamed, looking at the two disciples who had died, and thinking about the battles over the years, they had indeed caused countless deaths and injuries to their own sect, and the reasons for the battles were now vague, and it was really useless to forget what the battle was about.

"Smack, slap!" Lin Jiao first attacked left and right, slapped himself twice, and Wu Youzheng immediately slapped himself twice.

"Brother Nangong, why are you doing this? Why did you let my father slap himself?" Lin Ziyan was already very strange when he saw that his father and Wu Youzheng were teaming up to fight Nangong Shaoyou, but after stopping at this time, Nangong Shaoyou scolded his father with a straight face for some reason, and his father slapped himself again after hearing this.

"Ziyan, don't be rude, what Nangong brother, hurry up and meet Uncle Shi!" Lin Jiao hurriedly stopped.

"Daddy, he's a dozen years younger than you. Lin Ziyan said strangely.

Lin Jiao hurriedly pressed Lin Ziyan's shoulder with one hand to make her kneel: "Silly girl, Senior Uncle Nangong is the eldest disciple of Master Zu, your father's uncle, and your uncle!"

Nangong Shaoyou picked up Lin Ziyan with one hand and said with a smile: "Master Lin, my master and your father have no real master-apprentice relationship, so it's not appropriate to call it like this, how about you and I are at most equals?"

"Neither can the same generation!, then will you still call me Sister Lin in the future?" Lin Ziyan patted the dirt on her skirt and was very dissatisfied.

"Although Song Daxia did not officially accept my father as an apprentice, he really has the kindness of teaching, this uncle is called no matter what, my daughter has not been disciplined well since she was a child, and my uncle is really sorry. Lin Jiao said that, and took Lin Ziyan's Shennong Sword with one hand.

"Brother Wu, return this Shennong sword to you. Lin Jiao returned the Shennong Sword to Wu Youzheng with both hands.

Lin Ziyan pouted, very reluctant, but it was not easy to attack in front of his father, he looked at Nangong Shaoyou very unhappily, Wu Youzheng took the Shennong sword, and then laughed: "This sword was taken by Uncle Nangong, it's too late to be happy as a nephew, since Uncle Shi has given it to Ziyan's niece, of course it belongs to her." ”

Wu Youzheng handed the Shennong Sword to Lin Ziyan, and Lin Ziyan hurriedly smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Wu, thank you Uncle Nangong!"

She was extremely shrewd, and when she said this, even her father had nothing to say, so Lin Jiao had no choice but to laugh: "Brother Wu, from now on, you and I will reconcile, how about we become brothers?" (To be continued.) )