The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 373

Yang Chengye thought of the record in the book, Huang Rong in Shooting the Condors proposed to hold a martial arts conference, and elected a highly respected person as the leader of the martial arts alliance to resist the Mongolian army.

Now Huang Rong just held this martial arts conference in advance.

Thinking of this, Yang Chengye nodded and said: "In this case, according to Rong'er's words, we will print martial arts stickers at the same time, and send the disciples of the beggar gang to send martial arts stickers everywhere."

"It's just where should the venue for the martial arts conference be set?"

Huang Rong smiled sweetly and said, "The owner of Taihu Guiyun Villa, Lu Chengfeng, is my father's apprentice."

"Guiyun Village occupies a vast area, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is the best place to hold a martial arts conference in Guiyun Village."

Yang Chengye nodded, agreeing, and then said to Huang Rong, "Rong'er, is there a way to contact your father?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong's face suddenly collapsed, and said: "Since my mother passed away, my father's temperament has changed drastically. He roams around all the year round, and the dragon sees his head and tail. Even I can hardly see him."

"hehe"

At this time, Hong Qigong suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Yang, don't worry."

"We hold a martial arts conference, and there will be a lot of momentum at that time. It's hard not to hear it. I think Lao Huang will definitely arrive when he hears the news."

Yang Chengye felt that what Hong Qigong said was reasonable, and then said: "We should also inform Dali, we must send a person with weight to go."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, everyone looked at Zhou Botong at the same time, the meaning was obvious, they wanted Zhou Botong to go to Dali.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Zhou Botong suddenly felt bad, his face flushed red, and he said hastily: "I, I will go to Chongyang Palace first and inform those little bull noses."

After Zhou Botong finished speaking, he opened the door and ran away.

Seeing Zhou Botong running away in a panic, everyone burst into laughter.

"Brother Yang, you should always ask me to go!"

"No matter how you say that, the emperor has to sell me face!"

After everyone laughed, Hong Qigong got up and said.

Yang Chengye nodded and said, "Brother Lao Hong is here."

After everyone's discussion, the martial arts conference is scheduled for the sixth day of June, which is less than half a month away.

The reason for being in such a hurry was all because of Meng Xian'er, and there was one more month to go before her deadline, but if Meng Changhao could not be found within this month, the consequences would be disastrous.

Afterwards, everyone split up. Guo Jing and Huang Rong went to Guiyun Villa in Taihu Lake to prepare for the martial arts conference, and at the same time, they printed martial arts stickers.

Hong Qigong also left for Dali, but he didn't know that the current Emperor Duan had abandoned his throne and became a monk at Tianlong Temple.

Only Yang Chengye, Meng Xian'er and Li Yuyu were left in the room.

Meng Xian'er ordered Lan'er to arrange a room for Li Yuyu, while Yang Chengye and Meng Xian'er went up to the fifth floor and came to Meng Xian'er's boudoir.

As soon as she entered the room, Meng Xian'er's face suddenly turned pale, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Xian'er, are you injured?"

Seeing Mengxian'er vomiting blood, Yang Chengye hastily and nervously helped her up, and went straight to the bed and sat down.

"I'll help you heal!"

Yang Chengye stretched out his palm to touch Meng Xian'er's back as he spoke, but was stopped by Meng Xian'er.

I saw Mengxian'er took out two white and round pills, put them in her mouth and swallowed them.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Xian'er mobilized the true energy in her body to recover.

About a quarter of an hour later, a dense mist rose above Meng Xian'er's head, and the mist lasted for half an hour before it stopped.

Meng Xian'er opened her purple pupils, and her expression became more solemn than ever.

Yang Chengye looked at Meng Xian'er and asked, "Did Meng Lingbo hurt you?"

Meng Xian'er nodded, and said: "Meng Changhao is not what it used to be today, I think he should have practiced the family's taboo exercises to great perfection."

Hearing this, Yang Chengye's expression changed, and he said, "Xian'er, you've been talking about the family's taboo skills, what kind of skills are so terrifying?"

Meng Xian'er hesitated for a moment, and said: "The prehistoric world is vast and boundless, with many sects and families. No matter any sect or family has its own exercises, and the Meng family also has many exercises, but there is a kind of exercise that has been accepted by others. Generations of patriarchs have listed it as a taboo exercise, and no one in the family is allowed to practice it, the reason is that this exercise is harmful to heaven and harmony."

"That exercise is called Bloodthirsty Mixing Heaven Kungfu. To practice this exercise, one must absorb the blood essence of seven or forty-nine young girls with mysterious Yin bodies."

"That's why the ancestors of the Meng family issued a strict order. Anyone who practices this skill, those who are light will have their skills abolished and driven out of the family, and those who are serious will be killed on the spot."

Hearing this, Yang Chengye's heart skipped a beat, and he asked again: "You mean that Meng Lingbo has cultivated the Bloodthirsty Mixed Heaven Art, so how far has he cultivated?"

Meng Xian'er said: "He should have cultivated to the third level, but there must be something wrong in his training, and his skill is a little unstable, otherwise he would not have escaped."

Yang Chengye frowned and said, "How many moves can you take against him?"

Meng Xian'er's face was a little ugly, and she said, "Three tricks."

Hearing Meng Xian'er's words, Yang Chengye was startled suddenly, and said, "Three tricks? Is it so scary?"

Yang Chengye's face also became extremely ugly. He knew that Meng Xian'er's skill was superb, and he didn't know how much higher it was than himself. Since Meng Xian'er had done three tricks in Meng Lingbo's hands, it meant that he was the only one in front of him. By seconds.

Thinking of this, Yang Chengye suddenly had an unprecedented desire for strength. Before, he was only dispensable to cultivation. What's more, now that he has reached the innate stage, he is also one of the best masters in the martial arts. Unexpectedly, he had a dream Ling Bo suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

As if understanding Yang Chengye's thoughts, Meng Xian'er said: "With Meng Lingbo's talent, he should be able to solve the hidden dangers caused by the bloodthirsty mixed heaven skills very quickly, so we must speed up our practice, otherwise we will not be able to resist at all. Meng Lingbo."

Hearing Meng Xian'er's words, Yang Chengye nodded silently, but still sighed and said, "What skills can resist Meng Lingbo?"

"Unless your strength can be restored, we really have nothing to do."

Meng Xian'er looked at Yang Chengye and said: "From the prehistoric world to the Lost Continent, one must suppress the realm, otherwise, heaven's punishment will be imposed, and you will be killed by the laws of heaven and earth in the Lost Continent."

"So I can't recover my strength here, and I can't improve my skill."

Hearing Meng Xian'er's words, Yang Chengye's face turned ashen. It seemed that it would not work to count on Meng Xian'er, and his strongest skills were Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Dragon City Swordsmanship, and Dog Beating Stick Technique. Other than that, there are no other skills that can be obtained, and these skills are nothing compared to Meng Lingbo's bloodthirsty hybrid skills.

It wasn't until this moment that Yang Chengye realized how few exercises he knew, so he couldn't help frowning and thinking.

"Brother Yang, I still have a way to help you improve your skills as soon as possible."

At this time, Meng Xian'er suddenly said to Yang Chengye.

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