Zongwu: I have no fault in Yang Guo, how can I change it?

Chapter 37 Theory of Internal Force
"Junior Yang Guo, I have seen two real people." Yang Guoshen bent slightly, holding the junior salute.

"You don't have to be polite, Yang Xiaoyou. Come and play chess with brother Wang Dao. The old man thinks you can win."

Saying that, Zhang Sanfeng pressed Yang Guo's shoulder and walked across to Wang Chongyang.

Yang Guo was a little speechless, and he only knew some superficial rules.

"Master Zhang, this junior doesn't know how to play chess."

"The old way doesn't know, isn't it also very happy playing with brother Wang Dao, young man, how do you know if you don't try?"

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng who tried his best to tease him, the corners of Yang Guo's mouth twitched, he didn't know what to say.

"Chaoying asked you to come." Wang Chongyang said slowly.

Yang Guo nodded, and was about to take out the letter from his pocket when Wang Chongyang spoke again.

"Since you're here, how about... playing this game of chess with Pindao."

Yang Guo opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but when he thought of Lin Chaoying who was leaning on the recliner in the ancient tomb and said nothing, he said in a deep voice, "Then I will entrust you, the younger generation, to have a talk with Master Chongyang."

Wang Chongyang nodded, and pondered, "Since Brother Zhang Daoist Yang Xiaoyou played the end game for you, you should tell him the rules."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a smile, "What rules are irregular? The old man has never seen any rules when playing chess. Yang Xiaoyou, you can play as you want. Anyway, the old man is used to losing."

Yang Guo nodded, thoughts flowed in his eyes, and he settled down after a long time.

Snapped--

Wang Chongyang followed.

The two played chess very fast, almost without thinking.

Within thirty moves, Wang Chongyang's face changed slightly.

The white pieces on the previous board were divided into several small dragons by the two black dragons.

And following Yang Guo's moves, he killed the dozen or so moves at the end of the board, and the black chess pieces at the end of the board became useless pieces, and he also created a big dragon, strangling the black chess dragon head-on.

In this way, you will lose one thousand and kill eight hundred enemies.

If you lose, you don't lose, if you earn, you don't earn.

Although White is still at a disadvantage, the game is alive again.

"You really can't play chess."

"Blind."

"continue."

"No."

Yang Guo got up and took out the letter from his bosom.

"Grandmother asked the younger generation to give the letter to Master Chongyang."

Yang Guo didn't come to play chess, he didn't need to win.

Wang Chongyang was slightly stunned, sighed and stood up, took the envelope and looked at it, and said after three or five breaths:
"Yang Xiaoyou, there is also a letter here in Pindao, and I would like to ask you to send it to Chaoying."

Yang Guo was tall and tall, but he didn't take it.

"The younger generation is not a messenger to deliver the letter. If Master Chongyang wants to deliver the letter, please go see the ancestor mother-in-law by yourself."

"Master Zhang, this junior will leave."

Yang Guo left words, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey... Xiaoyou Yang, don't be in a hurry to leave."

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly appeared in front of Yang Guo, looking at Yang Guo with a smile on his face.

Yang Guo was slightly surprised, and asked in confusion, "Is Master Zhang still doing something?"

"Come and drink a cup of tea with the old Taoist before leaving, otherwise people outside will see it and think that Wudang is not good at hospitality."

Yang Guo hesitated for a while, and said slowly, "Then this junior will have a cup of tea with Master Zhang."

"Please."

"Master Zhang, please."

The two walked towards the interior of the stone chamber, leaving Wang Chongyang alone to read the letter, looking sideways at Yang Guo from time to time.

a long time.

Wang Chongyang sighed, with a complicated expression on his face, he murmured, "Chaoying...Chaoying...I..."

Shaking his head slightly, Wang Chongyang slowly put the letter into his arms, looked back at Yang Guo with thoughtful eyes, and popped out a chess piece with his fingers, Yang Guo, who was drinking tea with Zhang Sanfeng, fell into a coma.

"Old Wang, I didn't mean you, and you didn't say you were going to knock Yang Xiaoyou unconscious. If he woke up, he would think I was putting medicine in the tea."

Zhang Sanfeng came over and looked at Wang Chongyang with dissatisfaction, "What did your sister Lin write in the letter, why don't you tell me the old man."

"Brother Zhang Dao, please do me a favor."

"What are you going to do?"

"Chaoying asked Pindao to help this child get rid of the cold air in Dantian. Pindao needs your Jiuyang Zhenqi."

"Don't you know it yourself?"

"Pindao is a beginner, far less advanced than Brother Zhang, and...Pindao also wants to help this child."

"How do you want to help him? I see that Yang Xiaoyou is extremely strong, talented and intelligent, and his martial arts are also good. He is much better than when I was young."

"Pindao wants to take his internal strength one step further, and take advantage of the trend to wipe away the hidden wounds left by his injuries when he was young."

Hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng Xuecan frowned.

"Take more nourishing medicine for dark wounds, and you can gradually recover after a few years of recuperation.

But internal force is one step closer?Old Wang, if you do this, the growth of this child's internal strength may be more than ten times slower in the future. If he finds out, can't he kill you?You are not too hasty. "

Wang Chongyang shook his head slightly, and said lightly:

"Pindao just fused the inner energy of Nine Yin and Jade Girl in his body to help him find a direction in advance and save him the trouble of breaking through the Xiantian realm in the future.

It's not to turn his true energy into liquid, brother Zhang Dao, you are too worried. "

"Since this is the case, let's start. The old Taoist will draw out the cold air from his dantian first, and then we will work together to calculate."

"So good."

If Yang Guo's internal strength is divided into ten parts.

Seven parts are the inner strength of the jade girl.

Three parts are nine yin internal forces.

The reason is that Yang Guo's martial arts are mostly from the Ancient Tomb School.

It's not that the Jiuyin internal force can't activate the ancient tomb sect's martial arts, it's just that the effect is not satisfactory.

Therefore, Yang Guo basically gave up the cultivation of Nine Yin Internal Strength and specialized in Jade Maiden Internal Strength, and because of this, he only exerted [-]% to [-]% of his strength.

After Wang and Zhang discussed for a while.

Zhang Sanfeng first stimulated the true qi of nine suns, and gradually drew out the cold energy from Yang Guo's dantian.

Afterwards, the two nearly hundred-year-old men stripped Yang Guo's clothes off, blew the air out of his body, and began to constantly try the best way to blend internal forces.

This is a grind and extremely time consuming.

On the way Yang Guo woke up several times, but before he could open his eyes, he was punched and passed out.

a few days later.

Yang Guo has woken up, but he didn't speak, nor opened his eyes.

He would like to see which crappy old man it is, who has been playing tricks again and again.

"Little friend Yang, are you awake?"

Zhang San and others' smiling voices came slowly, Yang Guo suddenly jumped up and retreated.

"Yang Xiaoyou don't need to panic, you suddenly passed out before, and you just woke up now."

Zhang Sanfeng was wearing a clean white Taoist robe at this time, and his clothes were neat and tidy, drinking tea in a leisurely manner, with his own bearing, like a master of Taoism.

Listening to the words that fooled himself, the corners of Yang Guo's mouth twitched, unable to complain in his heart.

'The bad old man made up the reason and made up a decent one, the back of my head still hurts now. '

"Reverend Zhang, do you know where is Reverend Chongyang?"

"Brother Wang Dao rushed back to Zhongnan Mountain. Before he left, he asked the old man to tell you about Grandma Sun. I hope you will forgive me."

While speaking, Zhang Sanfeng slowly took out an extremely thick booklet.

"This is Dao Wang's cultivation experience over the years. With my talent, if I practice step by step, my future achievements will never be lower than that of Brother Wang Dao."

(End of this chapter)