At this moment, Zhao Lang's figure seemed to overlap with another man in his eyes.

That man, sassy and elegant, first learned literature, then practiced martial arts, with the power of one person, created the foundation of the world's first major faction of the Quanzhen School, overwhelmed the four masters in the world, established the Central Plains, the first in the world, and won the martial arts treasure Jiuyin True Scripture. The Nine Yin True Scripture is the general outline of the world's martial arts, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and can make the world's top martial arts masters benefit from their lives, but in his hands, in just more than ten days, they have been fully comprehended.

This man, surnamed Wang, named Chongyang, in Zhou Botong's heart, he is a god-like existence.

"I'm afraid that only the martial arts talent of the senior brother can be compared with this little pervert!" Zhou Botong secretly distracted, and then shook his head, forcibly maintaining Wang Chongyang's position in his heart, "No, no, no, senior brother has created so many martial arts by himself, Zhao Lang, this little pervert is just learning, it seems that the senior brother has the highest talent." Well, my senior brother is the first in the world in martial arts, and he has the highest talent in martial arts, and then he is my little brother. ”

Here Zhao Lang didn't know what Zhou Botong was thinking, he who had learned almost the same amount of martial arts, and at this time he had a little abacus in his heart, his eyes rolled slightly, and he looked at the old naughty boy again.

Feeling that he was being targeted by a pair of ill-intentioned eyes, the old naughty boy reflexively struck a spirit, and then looked at Zhao Lang's meaningful eyes, the old naughty boy hurriedly waved his hand: "It's gone, the old naughty's martial arts are all handed over to you, as long as you practice more, you can be as powerful as the old naughty!"

Zhao Lang smiled and said: "Big brother, don't be so stingy! You are the junior disciple of the Zhongshen Power Chongyang Zhenren, how can you only have such a little martial arts! Chongyang Zhenren's martial arts are the best in the world! These martial arts are powerful, but it is impossible to practice them to be as powerful as Chongyang Zhenren!"

Zhao Lang knew that the old naughty boy respected Wang Chongyang very much, and he respected Wang Chongyang's deeds as the first in the world, and sure enough, hearing Zhao Lang's words, the smile and pride on the old naughty boy's face were even more obvious, where was there still a sense of prevention.

"Senior brother naturally knows more than these martial arts," Zhou Botong said proudly, "Back then, when Huashan discussed the sword, senior brother relied on his innate divine skills, and the other four absolute eastern evil finger magic powers, the western poison toad skills, the Southern Emperor's one yang finger divine skills, and the Northern Beggar's eighteen palms of dragon descending fought for seven days and seven nights, completely subduing the other four peers and winning the Nine Yin True Scripture Treasure Book." Innate divine skills are the most powerful martial arts of the senior brother. ”

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, and he took the old naughty boy's hand and said, "Since that's the case, big brother, then you can teach me the innate skills!"

"Ah!" Speaking of innate skills, the old naughty boy remembered the ridiculous things he had done in Dali, because he didn't control it, and he leaked the pure yang of the child, so that although he had enough talent, he couldn't practice innate skills.

"Hey!" Zhou Botong showed a rare expression of gloom, and said, "Innate skill, I won't either, today, only Master Yideng should know this magic skill." ”

Zhao Lang didn't plan to learn innate skills, it is said that innate skills can only be cultivated to the fullest by the body of a child, and he doesn't want to be an old virgin for a lifetime. The so-called sky-high asking price, sitting on the ground to pay back, Zhao Lang's goal is not innate skill at all, but

Holding the arm of the old naughty boy, Zhao Lang shamelessly sold cute: "Brother Zhou, you see that my martial arts are so poor now, I can kill a few powerful bad people if I meet them." If you only teach me these unpopular martial arts, maybe you won't see me next time. Not to mention that when I'm going to be great in the future, I'll teach you my own fun mastery. ”

The old urchin scratched his head, and wondered: "Yes! If you only know these martial arts, it will be very easy to be slaughtered." But I really don't know any other great martial arts, old urchin. ”

The fish was almost hooked, Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said: "Oh! I know, big brother, why don't you teach me the Nine Yin True Scripture!"

"Ahem, cough, cough" The old urchin looked at Zhao Lang dumbfounded, "Nine Yin True Scripture!?"

Zhao Lang nodded, raised his head, and stared at the old naughty boy with eager eyes, with a pure face: "Since Senior Brother Wang has won the Nine Yin True Scripture, he must have seen it." Big brother, you are Senior Brother Wang's favorite junior brother, the Nine Yin True Scripture must have taught you!"

"No, no, no" The old naughty boy shook his head reflexively, and said with a panicked face, "The old naughty boy can't practice the Nine Yin True Scripture, and the old naughty boy can't practice the Nine Yin True Scripture." Senior brother said that none of the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect can practice the Nine Yin True Scripture, the old naughty boy has forgotten all the Nine Yin True Scripture, and the old naughty boy does not know the Nine Yin True Scripture."

Because he was afraid that the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture would spread to the rivers and lakes and set off a bloody storm again, Wang Chongyang originally wanted to burn all the secret books of the Nine Yin True Scripture in one fell swoop, but the Nine Yin True Scripture is an immortal secret scripture, and it would be a pity if it was burned like this. Therefore, Wang Chongyang handed over the secret book to Zhou Botong to take care of, and ordered Zhou Botong, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, not to learn the Nine Yin True Scripture. It is precisely because of this that even if Zhou Botong later learned the Nine Yin True Scripture, he had to force himself to forget it, and never let himself think about the content of the Nine Yin True Scripture.

If Zhou Botong can't get rid of this shackle, it will be even more difficult to learn the entire Nine Yin True Scripture.

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, and he suddenly had an idea, and said, "Big brother, Senior Brother Wang said, can't the Quanzhen Sect learn the Nine Yin True Scripture?"

Zhou Botong nodded and said: "Brother, it's not that I'm stingy, I really can't think about the content of the Nine Yin True Scripture, I finally forgot it, if I remember it again, Senior Brother Quanxia will blame me!"

"Big brother, Senior Brother Wang won't blame you. Zhao Lang laughed and said, "Think about it, does Chongyang Zhenren say that the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect can't learn the Nine Yin True Scriptures? But you are not a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect." ”

"Am I not a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect?" the old urchin was puzzled.

"Yes!" Zhao Lang said as a matter of course, "The Quanzhen Sect was founded by Wang Chongyang, right! The seven sons of Quanzhen are the apprentices of Chongyang Zhenren, they are the disciples of Chongyang Zhenren, and they are naturally Quanzhen's disciples, but you are not! Brother Zhou, you are the junior brother of Chongyang Zhenren, and you are the generation of Chongyang Zhenren, not Chongyang Zhenren's disciples, and naturally they are not Quanzhen disciples. ”

"But my martial arts are also taught by my senior brother!" Zhou Botong was already moved in his heart, but he still hesitated, "Moreover, I am not a disciple of Quanzhen, so what am I?"

Zhao Lang said with a smile: "Chongyang Zhenren founded the Quanzhen Sect, Brother Zhou and he belong to the senior brothers, it should be regarded as the Quanzhen Sect, Chongyang Zhenren said that the Quanzhen Sect is not allowed to cultivate the Nine Yin True Scripture, big brother, you are in the Quanzhen Sect, and the Nine Yin True Scripture can be cultivated." ”

"Yes!" The old naughty boy had a little inspiration in his heart, the original demon barrier in his heart was completely eliminated at this moment, and the secret of the Nine Yin True Scripture that he had forcibly forgotten before and did not dare to touch again was also like a trickling stream, and it emerged, "The old naughty boy is not a Quanzhen disciple, and the martial arts of the Nine Yin True Scripture can be learned by the old naughty boy." The old urchin can practice those fun martial arts!"

"Good brother, if you hadn't reminded the old naughty boy, the old naughty boy would have forgotten the Nine Yin True Scripture for the rest of his life. The old urchin laughed, patted Zhao Lang on the shoulder and said, "Okay! Good brother, thanks to you." The old urchin will teach you all the Nine Yin True Scriptures now!"

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, and the little devil in his heart was overjoyed, the first magic skill in the double eagle, is it going to be like this? Is this the rhythm that the goddess of luck wants to have with me?

The old urchin sat down cross-legged and said, "Come, brother, recite the key to the Nine Yin True Sutra with me." The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. ”

Zhao Lang sat down facing the old urchin and recited according to the sentence: "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency if there is more loss." ”

"It's so that the false is better than the real, and the lack is not enough" The old naughty boy was shaking his head and reciting the Nine Yin True Scripture Final, suddenly his eyes widened, staring straight behind Zhao Lang, as if he had seen a ghost, he jumped up suddenly, and ran in the opposite direction with a smoke, the speed was several times faster than when Yeluqi chased him.

"Brother, I'll teach you the Nine Yin True Scripture next time, my brother flashed first!" hurriedly left a sentence, and the old naughty boy disappeared out of Zhao Lang's sight.

Zhao Lang looked back, but saw a woman with white hair standing not far away, looking straight at the place where the old urchin had disappeared. Needless to say, who else can scare the old naughty boy into running away, but that Aunt Ying?

"Woo woo woo" Zhao Lang cried, for Mao himself when he learned martial arts with a martial arts master of the five absolute levels, someone always came to make trouble! Jiuyin True Scripture! It's gone! Oh my God! Goddess of luck, didn't I satisfy you when I was with you! Why are you playing me so much!

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