Zongwu: At the beginning, Huang Rong was tricked into being a cook

Chapter 122 The Fainted Huang Rong (Part [-])

"I, Lu Xiaofeng, can't do the thing of betraying a friend!"

Lu Xiaofeng said with a sneer.

"Can't do it? That's up to you!"

After the man in black finished speaking, his right hand melted into a palm, and suddenly he patted towards Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng had always been vigilant.

Lu Xiaofeng immediately raised his hand to meet the sudden slap of the man in black.

"boom--"

The internal forces of the two collided and spread to the surroundings.

The walls on both sides of the alley collapsed due to the internal force emitted by them.

Suddenly, the man in black withdrew his palms and took several steps back.

"Are you the Sumeru Mountain Palm with Shaolin 72 stunts?!"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the man in black in surprise.

The man in black didn't answer Lu Xiaofeng's words, he snorted coldly, and stomped away on the spot.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't chase after him, but watched the back of the man in black leaving.

It's not that he doesn't want to chase, it's that he doesn't know if this is a trap.

If I just chased after him, who knows if there will be an ambush.

Besides, judging from the internal strength and martial arts of that person just now, it is definitely the martial arts of Shaolin Temple.

It's just, why does this bronze medal master in Tianjilou know Shaolin's martial arts?
Could it be that he is from Shaolin?

Lu Xiaofeng secretly made a note that when he sees Chen Yipin next time, he must tell Chen Yipin about this matter.

The people in Tianji Building have already targeted Chen Yipin.

manor.

"Tai Xuan Sutra?!"

Yaoyue, Lianxing, and Huang Rong learned about the exercises Chen Yipin practiced from Chen Yipin.

After knowing it, the three of them were full of curiosity.

They also know many famous exercises in the Jianghu, but this is the first time they have heard of the "Taixuan Sutra".

"That's right, Taixuan Jing. This exercise was created by the sword fairy Li Bai, and he wrote this set of exercises in his poem. The name of the poem is "Xia Ke Xing"."

Chen Yipin said.

Lianxing asked excitedly after listening:

"Brother-in-law, can I practice?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Rong said angrily:
"Don't you already have one! Why do you want so many?"

Lianxing retorted dissatisfied:

"Who would dislike too many exercises? And it's still a cultivation technique!"

Huang Rong: "..."

Yaoyue didn't have much interest in it, so how could it be so easy to practice the Immortal Cultivation Technique?
It is not so easy to practice the Beiming Shengong that Chen Yipin talked about before, and the Qigong of the Eight Desolation and the Six Harmonies, which is the only one who respects me alone.

Even if it is his Ming Yugong, if it is not for his and Lian Xing's natural talents.

It will take about ten years for someone with less aptitude to enter the first level of Ming Yu Gong.

Once you reach the first level, let alone the next few levels.

"Don't think about it, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but that this set of exercises is not easy for everyone to practice."

"For people who are many times better than your aptitude, it took decades to practice this technique."

Chen Yipin's words poured cold water on Lian Xing and Huang Rong.

At this time, Yaoyue opened his mouth and said:
"Concentrate on your cultivation and don't always think about taking shortcuts. On the road of martial arts, it is easy to suffer losses if you only rely on shortcuts."

Chen Yipin nodded in agreement:

"Madam is right. There are no shortcuts on the road of martial arts. Of course, it doesn't mean that there are no shortcuts at all. It just depends on your own luck."

"Brother-in-law! Tell me, what a shortcut!"

"Sloth, don't be a fool!"

Lian Xing and Huang Rong, who were a little disappointed at first, suddenly rekindled their hopes.

Yaoyue glared at Chen Yipin angrily, stretched her white hand to Chen Yipin's waist, and pinched Chen Yipin's soft flesh fiercely.

"Ouch! It hurts! Ma'am, please be gentle!"

Chen Yipin immediately covered his waist, crying out the pain.

Lian Xing and Huang Rong looked at Chen Yipin amusedly.

It seems that the only one who can subdue brother-in-law (slacker) is elder sister (sister Yaoyue).

After Yaoyue let go of Chen Yipin's soft flesh, Chen Yipin covered his waist with one hand and said:
"Didn't I just tell you before? If anyone of you can crack the Zhenlong chess game, you will be able to gain decades of internal strength and immortal cultivation techniques."

Lian Xing: "..."

Huang Rong: "..."

Although they can play chess, they think they can't solve the Zhenlong chess game.

If anyone could crack the chess game, it would have been cracked long ago.

Seeing that the faces of the two girls were not right, Chen Yipin continued:

"Look, I told you, and you still look unhappy."

Huang Rong said speechlessly:
"It's the same as not saying it. It's better not to say it."

Lian Xing said:
"That's it."

Chen Yipin: "..."

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After the rainstorm, we ushered in a sunny weather.

After being washed by the rain, the air has become much more comfortable.

Lian Xing and Huang Rong were currently cleaning the yard.

It was raining heavily, and it was autumn, and the leaves of the flowers and trees in the manor fell all over the manor.

Chen Yipin asked Lian Xing and Huang Rong to clean the manor under the pretext of letting them practice.

Originally, Chen Yipin could clean it all at once with his thoughts, but he was too lazy to use it.

Chen Yipin sat under the pavilion, and Yaoyue sat aside.

In Yaoyue's hand, she held a new script called "The Domineering Wife Chased Me" that she made Chen Yipin stay up late to write last night.

The content of the story, Chen Yipin actually adapted it from the "Swordsman" he watched before.

Changed the names of Dongfang Bubai, Linghu Chong and others.

Chen Yipin didn't bother to think about the story line and so on, so he just copied it.

"Hush, Lianxing."

Huang Rong, who was sweeping the floor, suddenly called out to Lian Xing in a low voice.

"what happened?"

Seeing Huang Rong winking at herself, Lian Xing replied in a low voice.

Huang Rong secretly glanced at Chen Yipin with closed eyes, and slowly moved her body to Lian Xing's side.

Lian Xing followed Huang Rong's eyes and glanced at the pavilion.

Chen Yipin was resting with his eyes closed, while Yaoyue was holding the book and reading it seriously.

"Lian Xing, we will be like this later..."

"Will you be beaten?"

"No, you trust me!"

"But……"

"Hey, can you do it! After all, you are also the second palace master of Yihua Palace, are you so timid?"

"I... come as soon as I come, whoever is afraid of whom!"

The two conspired quietly.

He glanced at Chen Yipin from time to time.

Not long after, Huang Rong suddenly fell to the ground.

Lian Xing quickly squatted down and shouted:

"Brother-in-law, it's bad, it's bad, Xiao Huangrong has fainted!"

Chen Yipin opened his eyes, looked over there, and saw Huang Rong lying motionless on the ground.

Yaoyue, who was reading seriously, was also attracted attention, just about to walk over, but saw the cunning flashing in Lianxing's eyes, immediately stopped and continued to read.

"Brother-in-law, look at what happened to little Huang Rong!"

Lian Xing said anxiously.

(End of this chapter)