Chapter Seventy-Three: Hong Qigong

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Looking at the figure sitting in front of him, a trace of jealousy flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes. Now, with Zhao Yi's strength, he is not inferior to the master of the innate one-heaven world, but the person in front of him can snatch the chicken ass in Zhao Yi's hands, even if Zhao Yi is slightly distracted, but it is not something that a master under the innate can do.

Zhao Yi calmed down the surprise in his heart and began to look at the person in front of him carefully.

This is an old beggar, dressed in various patched clothes, but very clean, with a simple face, but he is upright, although his eyebrows and beard are all white, but his complexion is ruddy and smooth, and his internal strength is extremely deep at first.

With a big gourd containing wine and an emerald green stick around his waist, he was calm in the face of Zhao Yi's scrutiny, and even after eating the chicken butt, he picked up the wine gourd on his waist and poured a sip of wine.

Suddenly, Zhao Yi saw that the palm of the old beggar's right hand drinking with a gourd was actually missing an index finger.

"It's him? But how did he end up here?"

Seeing that iconic thing, if Zhao Yi couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was, then he had lived in vain for so many years. Immediately, he didn't dare to slack off, and asked with his fists in hand: "But the nine-fingered beggar, Hong Qigong, and the old man Hong are in person?"

"Yo. You little doll, you know my old beggar?"

Hong Qigong was a little surprised, after all, this is not a world of simple condor archery or divine condor, and Wujue is not the pinnacle master of this world. Although he won the title of 'Northern Beggar', known as one of the five strongest people under the Innate, he is only a name, and it is like this for the whole world.

However, the young man in front of him, who was obviously only twenty-three or four-year-old, had a force that was not weaker than him, and even surpassed him. However, the young man gave his name, apparently knowing something about him. As for the title of 'Northern Beggar', ordinary people may care about it, but Hong Qigong dares to conclude that the person in front of him will definitely not care.

After all, at such a young age, he has already reached, or even surpassed, his martial arts realm, presumably a peerless genius, and his goal should be the innate realm. And for the competition and information for titles such as the five uniques that are known as the strongest under the innate world, people will not care. This little bit of self-knowledge is still there for him, Hong Qigong.

He was curious about where such an amazing figure came out, so he specially came to Zhao Yi's table to try Zhao Yi's depth. After all, although there are masters in this world who are higher than Hong Qigong's martial arts, most of them are hidden. Hong Qigong has not met one for so many years. Therefore, this time, seeing that Zhao Yi was not weaker than him, but even stronger than him, he was overjoyed when he saw Hunting.

"How can I not know each other? In the Condor Trilogy, you Hong Qigong is my favorite and most respected person. ”

Zhao Yi pursed his lips, but these words were obviously not able to be said, so he said respectfully: "I know, how can I not know?" Senior Hong, you have been righteous and witty all your life, with high morality, kindness and justice, national righteousness, and chivalrous spirit. At the beginning, it was just because he had delayed a rescue because of gluttony, so he cut off his right index finger as a punishment. Although you still can't get rid of your gluttony in the end, you have been chivalrous and righteous all your life, and you have never killed a good person by mistake, but you are a model for my generation of people in the rivers and lakes. ”

For Hong Qigong, Zhao Yi never hesitated to praise himself. However, Hong Qigong can also afford such praise from Zhao Yi. Whether it is in the Condor Shooting or the Condor, Hong Qigong has the advantages that all decent people should have, and he is a real hero, and he is not weaker than Guo Jing, a hero who serves the country and the people.

In today's world, although Hong Qigong is different, his personality has not changed in the slightest. It's just that force is not at the top of the world, and there are some things that he has tried to do. However, this does not prevent Hong Qigong from becoming a 'chivalrous', nor does it prevent Zhao Yi from respecting such a chivalrous man.

"Oh. ”

Hearing Zhao Yi praising himself vigorously in front of him, Hong Qigong was inevitably a little embarrassed. Although these are indeed things he does, facing the praise of a person who is the same level or even stronger than himself, it makes Boss Hong Qigong embarrassed. However, hearing Zhao Yi's last words, Hong Qigong was a little low, obviously remembering some sad past.

"Yes, my gluttonous disease, even if my index finger is cut off, I really can't get rid of it. ”

After speaking, Hong Qigong sighed faintly, looking at the food on the table lightly, but he couldn't raise half of his appetite.

"Eating and drinking Lazar is a natural thing, and gluttony is in line with the principles of heaven and earth, and it is not a great problem, so why should you quit?"

In the face of Hong Qigong's sudden depression, although Zhao Yi was a little caught off guard, he still comforted.

"Eating and drinking Lazar is a natural thing? Gluttony is in line with heaven and earth?"

Hong Qigong has heard this kind of statement for the first time in many years. Immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and asked Zhao Yi: "What do you say? However, how can gluttony conform to the supreme principle of heaven and earth?" this is a knot in his heart, and if it can be untied, it can be expected.

"Of course, gluttony is in line with heaven and earth. ”

Seeing that Hong Qigong adjusted his state so quickly, a trace of appreciation flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes, he was worthy of being the strongest under the innate world, and this control was amazing.

However, Zhao Yi also knew that this gluttony had always been a knot in Hong Qigong's heart. If it weren't for that, with Hong Qigong's qualifications, he would have broken through to the innate a long time ago, instead of just a half-step innate realm like now.

Yes, a few decades after Huashan discussed the sword, although Hong Qigong also made progress, he only reached the half-step innate realm, and did not break through to the innate realm. Otherwise, Hong Qigong would not be full of white hair, but green silk.

"Presumably, it's not only Hong Qigong who is like this, but the rest are almost the same, right?"

Looking at Hong Qigong, Zhao Yi sighed in his heart.

Among the Condors, except for the dead Wang Chongyang, the other four are all people with flaws in their hearts. The five uniques of this world are also similar to those in the Condor.

The flaw of the 'Northern Beggar' Hong Qigong lies in his gluttony, although it has been a long time, but his heart has never let go, and he can't cross the innate threshold.

'Western Poison' Ouyang Feng is because of Ouyang Ke's death, he has become a demon, even if he is crazy, he will not be able to live in peace, and he will not be able to enter the congenital.

The 'Eastern Evil' Huang Yaoshi became an obsession because of the death of his wife Feng Yu, and he was congenitally hopeless.

'Southern Emperor' Duan Zhixing was guilty because of Aunt Ying's matter, and he was hopeless.

The last one with the most hope of stepping into the congenital is the old urchin Zhou Botong, who inherited the position of his senior brother Wang Chongyang's 'middle supernatural power', in the later stage of the Condor, he walked ahead of the other four uniques, and returned to the acquired and congenital, and his hair has turned from black to white. However, it was in the later stage, and now at this time, the old naughty boy is afraid that he still has not been able to untie the knot in his heart that he is ashamed of the 'Southern Emperor' Duan Zhixing.