Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 96 The North Beggar’s Advice

Striding across the horse, punching at the waist, Fang Yan Mingzheng practiced what he had learned one by one.Between gestures, effortless, exceptionally comfortable.

Looking at the young man's movements from a distance, Hong Qigong nodded without any trace, and said, "This little doll is pretty good! His moves are proficient, his movements are well-organized and orderly, and he has achieved something."

Hearing this, Bai Fan stroked the beard on his chin, rolled his eyes, seemed to think of something, and tentatively said: "Master, since you."

Before he finished speaking, Hong Qigong understood the meaning of it, waved his hand, and said angrily: "Come on! I can't teach the disciples in our gang, so how can I have time to take care of the boy from Huang Laoxie's family!"

Halfway through the conversation, he looked serious, changed the topic, and said: "Furthermore, this kid possesses the unique skill of Jiuyin, so he can master it by himself! How can I use my old beggar to teach him!"

Hearing this, Bai Fan seemed to have an idea suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Master Ming, since the purpose of Ming's trip is to return the Nine Yin Scriptures, can we take him to Quanzhen directly?"

As soon as the words fell, Hong Qigong did not answer, but fell on him with deep eyes and deep meaning.

Perhaps he had been stared at for a long time, or his little thoughts had been seen through, Bai Fan said with a rather unnatural expression: "Bang, gang leader, what are you doing looking at me like this?"

After a long time, Hong Qigong sighed, shook his head, and said, "Alas, Elder Bai! If you care about it, you will be in chaos!"

Immediately, his complexion changed, and he said angrily: "Elder Bai, you have been in the world for decades, and you can still say such naive words. If people listen to this, they will laugh at my beggars." unmanned?"

While talking, he pointed at the young man who was practicing martial arts in the distance, and continued: "Nowadays, the Shizi court, Quanzhen, and Dongxie are no longer the key! Since the boy has practiced Jiuyin Zhen According to the scriptures, this calamity is doomed!"

"Even that Ming kid knows the truth, how can you not understand it?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Fan immediately looked miserable and stood there dumbfounded.

"Ugh"

Shaking his head and patted his shoulder, Hong Qigong left, leaving him alone to meditate.

At this time, Fang Yanming was clapping his palms intently.

While waving both arms, there are palm shadows in all directions, or five virtual and one real, or eight virtual and one real, just like a sudden gust of wind in a peach forest, and thousands of flowers fall together.

"Okay! What a style of Luoying Excalibur!"

Looking for the sound, I saw Hong Qigong leaning against the tree trunk, drinking and appreciating with relish.

"Seven Dukes!"

After bowing and saluting, the boy was about to go over when he was interrupted by a wave of his hand.

"Boy Ming, your Luoying Excalibur Palm has received five points of Huang Laoxie's true inheritance, it's really not bad!"

"It just so happens that the old beggar is in a good mood today, if you play a few more tricks, let the old beggar see how well this disciple of Huang Lao's evil sect is doing!"

As soon as this remark came out, Fang Yanming was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, senior!"

Seeing this, Hong Qigong took a sip of wine, waved his hands again, and jokingly said, "Okay! Thank you so much, it's so annoying! Huang Laoxie never likes such red tape, let him see it." , I have to teach you a lesson!"

"Besides, my old beggar doesn't like this set either! Hurry up! Once the old beggar's interest is over, there will be no such shop in this village!"

Hearing such words, Fang Yanming thought to himself: My uncle's advice can be said to be thought-provoking on weekdays!I think Qigong will definitely inspire me a lot!That being the case, I must show everything I have learned so far!
Having made up his mind, he didn't hesitate any longer, and with a quick stride, he began to practice directly.

"Qi Gong, all that this junior has learned is in lightness kung fu and palm kung fu, please teach me!"

Before he finished speaking, he clasped his thumb and index finger, and opened the remaining three fingers slightly, stretching out like an orchid.

"This is the orchid blowing hand!"

Accompanied by the words, I saw his right hand point out instantly, and tap four times in the air with lightning speed.

The cold wind is dawning, fierce yet elegant, fierce yet leisurely.Between gestures, there is quite an understatement, as if nothing happened.

Seeing such a scene, Hong Qigong nodded and said in admiration: "Not bad! Come again!"

Hearing this, Fang Yanming's clasped three fingers stretched out suddenly, turning them into palms.

"Senior, please watch this trick!"

After speaking, he unleashed the Luoying Excalibur Palm.

For a moment, the palm and finger alternate, the palm turns into a finger, and the finger turns into a palm.When the palm comes, it looks like falling flowers, and the cold front is like a sword, extremely brilliant.The place where the finger is brushed is like spring orchids, and the strokes are sharp and graceful.

Between fingers and palms repeatedly, the end is exquisite.

Xu Shi saw the wonderful things, and Hong Qigong's eyes were full of brilliance, and he couldn't help praising him loudly: "Good! It's an orchid blowing acupuncture point, and the Luoying Excalibur is a good move!"

Hearing such words, Fang Yanming couldn't help feeling a little bit of complacency in his heart.

Immediately, he stopped his movements, scratched his head, and said, "I also ask the seniors to teach me!"

"Not bad, not bad, really good!"

After a few words of praise, Hong Qigong carefully looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a slightly sour tone, "Huang Laoxie is really lucky to pick up such a good baby like you for nothing. I am envious of the old beggar!"

"Haha, if the leader wants to, he might as well accept this kid as an apprentice, wouldn't it be great?"

A hearty voice came out, and after a closer look, it turned out that Bai Fan had come to the two of them at some point.

Hearing this, Hong Qigong was quite moved.

After thinking for a long time, he shook his head, and said with a regretful expression: "Forget it! If Huang Laoxie finds out that I have robbed his precious nephew, he must trouble the old beggar!"

"Besides, this stinky boy is a bad luck bag now, whoever gets it will be unlucky! The old beggar just wipes this stinky boy's butt once, and he really wants to pay for my old bones? Not beautiful, Not beautiful!"

Hearing such words, Dialect Ming suddenly had black lines all over his forehead, and said rather speechlessly: "Qi Gong, your old man's speech is really ugly! What is a bad luck bag!"

After finishing speaking, seeing Hong Qigong drinking on his own and ignoring him, the young man's big eyes rolled darkly, as if he had come up with some idea.

Immediately, I saw him put on a posture, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Qi Gong, my little uncle always said that you are an old man with great kung fu! You can be called No. 1 under the real people of Chongyang, let the boy see it today!"

What he said made Hong Qigong burst out laughing.

He put his fingers on the boy's body, and with a playful face, he said with a smile: "Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts!"

"Thinking that Huang Laoxie is self-conceited and not weak to others, it is absolutely impossible to say such a thing. You boy, if you want to steal the old beggar's kung fu, just say it, and stop talking about such nonsense! If Huang Laoxie hears it , you brat must be taught a lesson!"

After joking around, he still casually leaned on the tree.

Seeing this, Dialect secretly said it was a pity.

Before he could continue talking, he saw Hong Qigong raised his eyebrows, waved his hands casually, and said with a joke: "Boy Ming, the old beggar is here. Let's see, you Linglong darling, can you learn something secretly?" My work is done!"

Hearing such words, the boy was overjoyed.Without hesitation, he immediately shot.

"Offended, Qigong!"

As soon as the words fell, he started with the most commonly used magical power of flicking fingers.

The left and right hands each held a stone, and shot it out instantly, like a sharp arrow flying, and shot straight at Hong Qigong's shoulder well and lower yin.

"Oh! Your hands are quite dark!"

After joking, he moved unhurriedly.

The voice has not yet fallen, and the person has jumped up.One starts from the left, the other starts from the right, and turns back and forth, just like a jade swallow and a big eagle flying gracefully.

But in an instant, Hong Qigong dodged the attack, circled around the tree, and landed lightly on the spot, calm and relaxed, talking and laughing happily.

"Boy, come again!" He hooked his fingers at the boy.

Seeing this, Fang Yanming stretched out his sword fingers with both hands, clasped his wrists together, and turned them over and over again.

A faint blue light flickered from the fingertips, and bits of icicles sprayed out.The footsteps are weak, afterimages come and go, moving between heaven and earth without stopping.

Fingers are like a gust of wind, momentum is like lightning!
Using the sunflower six steps as the body of the arrow, and the sunflower acupressure hand as the arrow, with the power of the frosty world, shoot towards Hong Qigong's eyebrows.

"Oh? It's interesting!"

After speaking, Hong Qigong unhurriedly pulled out the green bamboo stick from his waist, lifted it up slightly, and stopped the finger just right.

Seeing this, Fang Yanming just wanted to change his move when he saw the bamboo stick hovering around his arm, and his arm couldn't make any movements immediately.

At this time, he only felt that the bamboo stick was like a tough and thin vine, tightly wrapped around his arm, no matter how straight he was, he would never be able to break free from the bondage.

"Hey, boy, this trick is called dead dog tail! Now, let's use the old beggar's trick, the dog of the lost family!"

After jokingly said something, Hong Qigong changed his moves and swung the bamboo stick horizontally.

Fang Yanming suddenly felt his arm lighten, and there was no more involvement.

Seeing this, he turned his fingers into palms, and was about to hit a Sunflower Shocking Palm Zero Form, but was interrupted by Hong Qigong's next attack.

I saw the bamboo stick touching the young man's waist, and as soon as he picked it up, he turned over involuntarily.

Then, green shadows came one after another, like the Yangtze River, coming continuously, touching Fang Yanming's back.

bang bang bang!After the sound of a beating, Fang Yanming only felt a pain in his back, his body was a little uncontrollable, he flew out obliquely, and fell to the ground.

"Hey! It's the right time, right time! Haha"

Hong Qigong's teasing laughter came out, and there was an indescribable teasing meaning in his tone.

"Bah!"

Spitting out the mud in his mouth, Fang Yanming stood up, looked at him resentfully, and said aggrievedly: "Qigong! You are so narrow-minded! How can you tease the junior like this!"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong stroked his beard, winked his eyebrows, and said proudly: "Hey, little boy, the beggar doesn't know how Huang Laoxie teaches his apprentices! But, the beggar is like this! If you are not convinced , come again!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the boy's gray-black mouth, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to say again: Mud is delicious!

"Wow! It's too much to deceive! Look at the trick!"

With a strange cry, Fang Yanming didn't move forward. Instead, he took Lingbo microsteps, stepped on the 64 hexagrams of the Book of Changes, and pulled out a section of his body.

Whoosh whoosh!The sound of stones breaking through the air continued, and the magical powers of the fingers kept hitting.

"That's right! It's a good idea to use the power of flicking fingers to fight the enemy based on good lightness kung fu!"

thump thump!Blocking the stones in a calm manner, Hong Qigong said something indifferent.

"But! This is useless to old beggars!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he inserted the bamboo stick back into his waist, slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed it outward with a whistling sound.

With this palm, Fang Yanming only felt a real dragon roaring between the heaven and the earth, which made his blood boil.

This palm looked ordinary at first, but after it was slapped with golden and dazzling true energy.It makes people suddenly feel that this palm is powerful, majestic and majestic, and an invincible sense of powerlessness suddenly arises in their hearts.

"Not good! What is this? The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? It's such a powerful palm, it's hard to match!"

With a cry in his heart, Fang Yanming wanted to dodge, but he felt that this palm was like a snare, sealing off all escape routes around him, making it impossible to escape.

"Fight!"

Although Qing knew that this palm should not be taken hard, but he had no better way.Gritting his teeth simply, his true energy circulated to the extreme, and he fought hard to resist.

Arms stretched forward, fingers flexed into claws, fingers spread wide, gloomy.

With five fingers exerting strength, you can't break through any stronghold, destroying the enemy's leader is like wearing rotten soil!
Wearing a white shark in his hand, with his destructive claws pointing upwards, ten cold and ruthless blue auras rise up into the air, which is unparalleled in ferocity.

Seeing such a scene, Hong Qigong narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly breathed out the air in his palm, and shot it out quickly.

boom!After a loud noise, smoke and dust exploded all over the sky.

thud thud thud, footsteps kept coming, Fang Yanming was beaten back again and again, and after a dozen steps in a row, he stabilized his figure.

Exhaling, he clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, Qigong, for your mercy!"

"Not bad!"

Nodding his head, after a word of praise, Hong Qigong asked: "Boy Ming, you did it just now, but what about the martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual?"

"Exactly! The trick that this junior used just now is the Destructive Claw recorded in the Nine Yin Manual!"

"The Nine Yin Manual is really extraordinary!"

Halfway through the conversation, Hong Qigong frowned, as if thinking of something, he reminded: "Boy Ming, although you learned the martial arts moves in the second book of the Nine Yins by chance, if you can use them, it's better not to use them." !"

Hearing this, Fang Yanming felt a little strange, and asked, "Qigong, this destructive claw is unparalleled and fierce, why don't you let me use it?"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong gave him a meaningful glance first, and then said earnestly, "Boy Ming, although you have already learned the Destructive Claw, your inner strength and mind are quite compatible with it. But, After all, it is not the Nine Yin Manual!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't use it too much. If you use it too frequently, once the meridians in your hands are soaked too deeply by Yin Qi, your hands will be useless one day!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Yanming and Bai Fan turned pale with shock, and exclaimed in unison: "What!"

"Master, help this kid!"

Bai Fan spoke hastily.

Fang Yan begged with clear eyes, "Qi Gong!"

After a long time, Hong Qigong sighed, waved his hands, and said: "Oh, that's all, that's all! Today, the old beggar passed on to you a move that the dragon has regrets, follow me!"

　It's sunny, I only have a little strength today, I'm really sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)