The old beggar's gray beard was stained with oil, and he was holding the hand of the roast chicken, but he was missing his index finger, coupled with his strong internal strength, Qin Feng recognized this person with a word, the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong.

Previously, when Li Mochou was there, Hong Qigong claimed to be a martial arts senior, and Li Mochou was also a descendant of Lin Chaoying, so he was embarrassed to make a move, but he was quite unhappy about Qin Feng's teasing of the beggar disciples, so he blocked it in the middle of the road, wanting to teach this junior in the rivers and lakes a lesson.

Qin Feng saw this Hong Qigong calling himself a little doll, and he was a little funny in his heart, so he had the idea of teasing this old child, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is the nine-fingered beggar Hong Qigong?"

Hong Qigong said with a smile: "The little doll has good eyesight, but the old Huazi is going to ask you, your kid has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he doesn't look like a villain, how can you stop me from helping my disciple get rid of demons?"

As if he had heard some joke, Qin Feng laughed: "The little beggar calls me a little doll, do you know that when I met your beggar ancestors, you were not born yet!"

Hong Qigong's expression changed, and his face became serious: "Your Excellency is Qin Feng?" Presumably this Hong Qigong got the news from Guo Jing, so he asked this question.

Qin Feng nodded: "Since you know my name, you still don't give a courtesy?"

Hong Qigong naturally wouldn't be frightened by Qin Feng, laughed twice, bit the chicken butt again, and said vaguely: "Don't think that you are always called Huazi and are confused, if your ancestor is in front of you, you will definitely bow to Huazi, don't think that if you take the same name as your ancestor, you can deceive the old man Huazi!"

Qin Feng didn't want to argue with him, as soon as his right hand came out, the internal force turned into a short stick, which was the same as the dog-beating stick in Huang Rong's hand, except for the color.

Hong Qigong's eyes widened, his mouth stopped, he looked at the cyan dog-beating stick in Qin Feng's hand, and muttered, "Sure enough, it's a saint's method." "I have already decided in my heart that Qin Feng is a descendant of Qingyun. But for Qin Feng saying that he was Qingyun, he naturally wouldn't believe it.

Qin Feng's dog-beating stick rose slightly, and said with a smile: "Why don't you let me see the dog-beating stick method of the Northern Beggar?"

Hong Qigong didn't have a stick in his hand, so Qin Feng threw the cyan dog-beating stick in his hand forward and inserted it in front of Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong glanced at Qin Feng, but he hesitated.

Qin Feng smiled: "Your Excellency, please use it." As soon as the words fell, another dog-beating stick appeared in Qin Feng's hand, which was exactly the same as the one underground.

Hong Qigong was not polite, he ate the remaining roast chicken in one bite, and lifted the dog beating stick on the ground. Put it in his hand and look at it twice, and saw that it was indeed a real thing, and in his hand, it seemed to be like a beautiful jade, Hong Qigong sighed and admired: "Sure enough, the immortal means are indeed extraordinary!" Qin Feng's hand really shocked this northern beggar, and he didn't dare to underestimate this saint's descendant at the moment, and arched his hand: "Daoist Qin, I asked." "Hong Qigong knows that the Qingyun Saint has the skill to stay in the face. I can't tell the age of this Qin Feng in my heart, and his ancestor is a Taoist saint, so he is commensurate with the Taoist chief to show respect.

Qin Feng was interested when he saw this Hong Qigong. Lifting the stick is on, and the shot is a trick to beat the dog stick in the word decision: dial the dog to the sky.

Hong Qigong shrank his eyes, he was not curious about Qin Feng's ability to beat the dog stick method, but he was surprised. This trick Qin Feng made him superb, and he was even more skilled than himself.

Hong Qigong admired it in his heart, but he didn't retreat. Qin Feng's method of beating the dog stick was powerful, which aroused Hong Qigong's fighting heart, and the dog beating stick in his hand also followed, and the word decision was just right, and Qin Feng's stick was just right, which was quite a taste of borrowing strength.

"Good means!" Qin Feng admired, worthy of being a northern beggar, the skill of this dog-beating stick method has reached its peak, if it weren't for his huge spirit, he could devote himself to martial arts, and he really couldn't compare to this old man called Huazi.

The two fought dozens of moves, because Qin Feng suppressed the internal cultivation, so the two of them were also chess opponents, and they fought equally.

"Okay, let me see the eighteen palms of the dragon descending!" Qin Fengren retreated, and with a throw of the stick in his hand, it had already turned into green qi and disappeared into nothingness.

Hong Qigong's heart was full of pride, as if he had returned to the days of arguing with Wang Chongyang and others on swords, and he learned the same thing, and the sound of the dragon's chant suddenly rose and came towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng laughed, he also used his flesh palm to fight the enemy, this palm was unremarkable, it was the true palm in the heavenly scroll created by Qin Feng, with the intention of returning to the basics, his face was silent, but it was full of power, especially after Qin Feng realized on the iceberg, the power of this palm was greatly increased.

Hong Qigong and Qin Feng's palms were opposite, and he snorted, he didn't expect this person's palm to be so strong, he didn't fight hard at the moment, he slapped away with all his strength, and then retreated, Kang Long regretted coming in the other direction.

Qin Feng was not in a hurry, waiting for work with ease, and let Hong Qigong make any moves, he stood in place to face the enemy, using the same palm, so that Hong Qigong was not uncomfortable.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I'll always call Hanako can't beat you!" The old Hanako simply played a trick: "Anyway, your kid is a descendant of the Qingyun Sage, even if you do evil, you will lose the face of your ancestors, and the old Hanako can't control you, you're hungry and hungry, go to eat!"

Qin Feng had some admiration for Hong Qigong, and when he saw that he was leaving, he was not embarrassed, and saw him leave, while he still continued on the road and headed towards Kunlun.

Kunlun Mountain is deserted, but because of the prevalence of Qingyun Road, there are countless temples, this Kunlun Mountain has risen a vast temple, Qingyun Road, there are countless incense in the Taoist hall, and there is an endless stream of tourists.

Qin Feng couldn't understand what it felt like when he saw that he was being worshipped, but he just felt a little funny! Especially when he heard some people begging for a son from him, he couldn't help but laugh.

The foot of Kunlun is full of people, but there is no trace of people on Kunlun Mountain, the higher the place, the colder, it can be seen that there are many corpses on both sides of the road that have been frozen into ice, presumably some people in the rivers and lakes are greedy for Tianmen martial arts, but unexpectedly there is a sudden snowstorm on the way, and it is frozen into an ice sculpture.

Cold.

This is not like the temperature of the world at all, I am afraid that it is a cold hell.

Familiar place.

The two big characters of Tianmen were still written by Qin Feng himself, but at this moment, they were covered by cyan ice, and the entire Tianmen was also surrounded by ice.

It turns out that Qin Feng has already understood the cause and effect, it seems that although his future self has immortal means, he can't resist the Mandate of Heaven after all, so he has frozen the women and waited for the future generations to meet. However, this is just Qin Feng's speculation, and I don't know if this is the case.

No way.

This kind of Xuan Bing, Qin Feng's skill at this time, can't melt at all, he can only wait, and there are only the Heavenly Dragon Daughters in this Heavenly Gate, and the people of the rest of the world, but they don't know where they are, system, system, Qin Feng complained a little about the system at the moment. If it weren't for the fact that the system couldn't bring living bodies in and out of the world, there would be no such trouble.

Just when Qin Feng mentally complained about the system, the system seemed to react, it stands to reason that now a task has not been completed, and the system should not be activated yet, but at this time, the system actually spoke.

"Host, everything in the system is for the growth of the host, please don't resent the system. ”

Qin Feng actually heard the grievances in this mechanical tone. That's right, it's a grievance.

"System, please tell me, how can I bring out the characters in each plane?" Qin Feng pouted. I'm very unhappy with this black-bellied system, and now I've learned to pretend to be wronged.

The system was silent for a moment before saying, "Host, everything in the system is for the growth of the host. “

Come on. It's all this sentence, Qin Feng knows, and this system will definitely say it next. Please don't suspect the system.

System: "Please don't suspect the host." ”

Qin Feng: "Hehe." ”

Tianmen has become a huge piece of Xuan Ice, and the cold air emitted by this Xuan Ice has made the entire upper end of Kunlun Mountain extremely cold, and there are no living creatures, but Qin Feng unexpectedly found that there are signs of living people.

This is also a piece of Xuan Ice, but the people in the ice still have a pulse, which shows that its internal strength is deep and protects the heart vein.

At first glance, this man was only in his forties, dressed as a savage in the mountains, and he must have been very confident in his internal strength, so this man did not prepare cotton clothes and thick clothes, and went up to this Kunlun Mountain in a coarse linen clothes.

To deal with this small piece of Xuan Bing, Qin Feng still has a way, although he can't let it melt, but he can let it break, Qin Feng lucked the King Kong Immortal Skill, and bombarded it away with a punch, and the Xuan Ice finally appeared a slight crack, and it fell down piece by piece.

The man inside suddenly opened his eyes, and with a shocking shout, the whole piece of Xuan Ice burst open.

"Good internal strength!" Qin Feng had to admire, although this person's internal strength is not as good as his own, but I am afraid that he is already the first in the world, if Qin Feng's estimate is good, this person should be alone and seek defeat.

Frozen in ice for many years, this person felt a little jerky, his eyes finally opened completely, looked at Qin Feng, and spit out a word with difficulty: "Who?"

Qin Feng smiled: "Let's go down the mountain first." ”

The man nodded, "Good!"

Both of them are masters, and they used light skills to go straight down the mountain.

The strange man on the road had a fighting spirit, and he was bent on competing with Qin Feng, but no matter what, Qin Feng was one step behind him, which made him even more curious, when did such a master come out of the rivers and lakes.

"Please!" Qin Feng personally brought him a cup of hot wine.

The man took the bowl, drank it dry, and laughed, "Happy!"

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" Qin Feng asked with a smile.

The man paused, drank another bowl of wine, and then said slowly: "Fu surname Dugu." ”

"Dugu seeks defeat?"

The man's eyes showed a hint of brilliance, and he stared at Qin Feng's eyes: "Yes." ”

Qin Feng said again: "Bury the sword in the deep valley outside Xiangyang, be friends with the eagle, and have no opponent?"

Dugu laughed, and his eyes were very lonely: "Lonely, lonely, Qingyun is not there, lonely!" As soon as the words fell, Dugu was drunk with a bowl of wine, and he was full of pride, which made everyone around him look sideways.

Qin Feng smiled slightly, he also had some understanding of Dugu's temperament, and said with a smile: "Brother Dugu is invincible in the world, but I am very curious about Brother Dugu's swordsmanship. ”

Dugu's eyes lit up when he was defeated: "Dare to ask for a name?"

Qin Feng said: "Qin Feng." ”

"Qin Feng, Qin Feng~" Dugu begged for defeat twice, and his eyes widened: "Qingyun?"

Qin Feng nodded and shook his head again: "Yes and no." ”

Dugu seeks defeat to care whether Qin Feng is Qingyun or not, he only knows that the person in front of him is a good opponent: "Fight?"

Qin Feng said: "Brother Dugu has little internal strength left, why don't you make an appointment to fight again?"

Dugu was trapped on Kunlun Mountain, his internal force had already been exhausted, he had just broken through the ice, used up all his internal strength, and was frozen for many years, and his strength was not as good as before, if he wanted to restore the subversive state, he was afraid that it would be less than a year, and more than three or five years.

Dugu sought defeat but didn't think so, since he knew that it had been a hundred years since he was away from the rivers and lakes where he was, he didn't think that someone was his opponent now, so he put down the bowl in his hand and came towards Qin Feng with a punch.

Good fist technique, no, it should be said that it is a good sword technique, it is obviously a fist, but Qin Feng can feel the sword intent in it.

Therefore, Qin Feng also responded with a sword, which was also a punch.

Dugu's state of seeking defeat was too poor in the end, and he was already defeated after a slight confrontation.

But Dugu was overjoyed, and his face full of beards was full of smiles: "You can really be my opponent!" Dugu grabbed the wine jar: "Two years later, I'll come to you!" After speaking, Dugu stood up, grabbed the jar and walked out.

Qin Feng looked at Dugu's back, and already understood his plan, Dugu was not the kind of person who cultivated with peace of mind, I am afraid that above the rivers and lakes, after a hundred years, a person who challenged the heroes with a wooden sword would reappear again.

If Dugu is the number one master in the world, then two years later, Qin Feng will naturally be able to complete the task and return to the world.

But what to do now? Why don't you go to Mongolia?

Qin Feng had nothing to do, but he toured while walking, and he was not in a hurry, so he simply bought a little donkey, and went in the direction of Mongolia.

"I had a little donkey, but I never rode it, and one day I rode it, and rode it to the market. Qin Feng used a strange posture, lying on the little green donkey, and walked towards the north, at this speed, it is estimated that it will take more than half a year, but he can't stand Qin Feng's happiness, and now there is nothing to do, the matter of Neidan, I can't force it, the battle of Xiangyang has not yet started, and Dugu's defeat is not at its peak, Qin Feng at this time is a big idler.

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Yang Guo and Qiu sat face to face.

Yang Guo has been in the Quanzhen Sect for almost two years, and the little beggar back then has now grown into a heroic young man, and his swordsmanship is probably unrivaled in the Quanzhen Sect except for the Seventh Son and Yin Zhiping.

After all, he is the protagonist, and he is blessed with a unique gift, which is not comparable to ordinary people.

Yang Kang's death has always been a knot in Yang Guo's heart, and the first few **** saw some people who shouldn't be seen, so they were naturally imprisoned in the Quanzhen Sect, those minions of the original Yang Kang.

The sandalwood was lit, and there was a trace of green smoke, and Qiu Chuji couldn't see the young man's face clearly.

"Master Qiu, you are my father's master. Yang Guo looked at Qiu Chuji, he could understand this old man's concern for him, so in the past two years, Yang Guo has been extremely respectful and close to Qiu Chuji.

Qiu Chuji had long expected that there would be today, sighed in his heart, nodded and said, "Yes, Guo'er, your father is my disciple, and I am also sorry for your father." ”

Yang Guo's heart trembled, and he took a deep breath: "Master, please tell me, my father, how did my father die?" )