I asked you to play a dungeon, why don't you just raise the BOSS here?

Chapter 165 A small opening is not an opening, the shocked Huang Yaoshi

[Reincarnator, this dungeon has a perfect rating. Please choose one as a dungeon reward. 】

[1. Permanently escape from the reincarnation space and completely control your own destiny. 】

[Note: The current bonding plane of the reincarnator is the Water Margin copy. If the reincarnator chooses to leave the reincarnation space, the reincarnation space will stop interfering with this plane. 】

[2. Specify to obtain a weapon, magic weapon or other object that the reincarnator held at the end of the previous instance. 】

[Note: This item can be stored in the reincarnator’s storage space. Once this reward is selected, if the same type of object exists in the subsequent copies of the reincarnation, it will automatically disappear and be regarded as acquired by the reincarnation. 】

[Choosing artifacts, fairy weapons, or props such as national jade seals may have some impact. 】

[3. Conduct a lucky draw. 】

"I definitely won't choose the first one... Yesterday, I was discussing with Brother Lin what to do when we go to the Water Margin plane."

"The second reward, according to Brother Lin, is 'the upper limit is not high and the lower limit is not low'. It seems so-so."

"No! Where do you get the choice of divine and immortal weapons? I just choose a dragon-slaying knife. It seems to be of no use..."

Huang Rong tilted her head and thought for a while: "Let's choose the third one and give it a try."

[Choose successfully. 】

[There are a thousand bonus balls in the prize pool. The reincarnator can choose any one of the numbers 1-1000 and will receive the reward. 】

The light flickered, and a large number of colorful and dancing light balls appeared in Huang Rong's mind.

The colors and sizes of the light balls are completely different. The largest one is as big as a palace, and the smallest one is only the size of a grain of rice.

"...What about drawing a prize?"

Huang Rong felt a little dizzy as she looked at the light balls dancing around.

After hesitating for a long time, Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Choose number 617!"

This number was passed on by Lao Zhang when she met Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang Mountain.

It is said that it was said by the Patriarch of Emei himself more than a hundred years ago.

But the embarrassing thing is that although people gave this number, they did not tell how this number should be used.

Huang Rong didn't know if the current situation was right...

Moreover, Huang Rong had just been searching for a long time, but she couldn't see where the light ball No. 617 was.

Well, the largest ball of light looked very complicated at first glance, and she wanted to open it to see what was inside...

After weighing it repeatedly, Huang Rong decided that it was better to believe in herself and take a chance on luck.

[The choice is successful, and the reincarnator will receive reward No. 617. 】

"What is this? Innate Kung Fu?"

"Wang Chongyang's one? That thing isn't very powerful? It shouldn't be as good as Lao Huang's Nine Yin Manual, right?"

Huang Rong closed her eyes and felt like there was a light golden book in her mind.

The three characters "Xiantian Gong" are written on the cover of the book.

"Oh, no, there are two symbols '' and '' in the middle."

"Qian San Lian and Kun Liu Duan, are these the meanings of Qian Kun in Bagua?"

"Xiantian Qiankun Kung Fu? Is this martial art more powerful than Xiantian Kung Fu?"

An idea flashed in Huang Rong's mind and she turned to the first page.

"The first form: The universe is undetermined!"

There are only a few patterns on the pages, as well as a few words that are a hundred times older than oracle bone inscriptions.

But as Huang Rong's spiritual consciousness swept across, countless vast and mysterious martial arts insights poured into her mind.

It seems that the great avenues of heaven and earth are contained in a few strokes.

"Huh? This character... is this the first batch of characters created by Cangjie?"

"Is this martial art... so ancient?"

A flash of enlightenment flashed through Huang Rong's mind, and she silently turned the pages of the book.

Sky fire sets a prairie fire, heaven circulates, thunder shakes the nine heavens...

They are all simple and vast moves. They may seem ordinary, but they contain the principles of heaven and earth.

Huang Rong vaguely felt that these moves even surpassed the Nine Yin Manual's Fan Cong.

After reading the sixth form, "Reversal of the World," the second half of the book stuck together.

No matter how Huang Rong tried to use her brain, she couldn't move at all.

"Aren't you allowed to see it later?"

"Forget it, just half the book. Brother Lin said you can't force anything."

"I feel like it will take a long time even if I only practice these six postures."

Huang Rong exhaled a sullen breath: "When I go back, I still have to integrate Lao Zhang's inner strength with Jiuyin Qi. There are still a lot of things to do."

[The copy is settled! 】

[The reincarnator will automatically return to the original plane after five seconds. 】

The sea breeze blows, mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

Looking from a distance, the island is lush and green, with green, red, yellow, and white flowers.

"Back to this crappy place again..."

Huang Rong curled her lips and stood up: "Such a big island, it's deserted all day long."

"Humph."

On the top of the tree, someone snorted softly.

A tall and thin figure fell silently and appeared in front of Huang Rong.

The visitor was wearing a blue cloth robe, looked strange, and had a lifeless face, like a zombie.

"Dad, you just wear a human skin mask when you go out, why don't you wear it when you return to Peach Blossom Island?"

Huang Rong sighed: "I also met an old... old lady this time. She also wears a mask all day long. Will you become addicted if you wear it for a long time?"

"Dad has just returned to the island."

Huang Yaoshi was startled for a moment, then took off his human skin mask, revealing his clear, handsome, and graceful appearance.

"Oh, are you out? Have you provoked an enemy, are you afraid that others will recognize you?"

"Nonsense, who in this world can I, Huang Laoxie, be afraid of?"

"Then why are you wearing a mask? Are you afraid that if you look too handsome, the little girl you seduce will be heartbroken?"

Huang Rong chuckled: "Someone told me that middle-aged people often feel good. What's the word for it? Oh, yes! Mensao!"

"What a mess!"

Huang Yaoshi snorted: "Have you been daydreaming for another year?"

"What do you mean by daydreaming for a year! Even if it's just a dream, it's actually true!"

Huang Rong was very dissatisfied: "Besides, I'm very powerful now, you know?"

"It seems a little different from before."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Huang Rong and didn't care: "What powerful things did you learn in the dream?" Huang Rong's internal strength cultivation is now far better than Huang Yaoshi.

But whether it is Tai Chi magic or Jiu Yin Qi, it is important to hide it deeply and not reveal it.

Huang Rong has also reached the state of returning from reality to reality, and she looks almost the same as before...

"A powerful thing? I haven't really mastered the most powerful one yet. I can't control the strength well and can't use it randomly."

Huang Rong thought for a while: "By the way, dad, someone has seen your Luoying Shenjian Palm and made some changes for you. I think it's much more powerful."

"Shameless talk!"

Huang Yaoshi laughed angrily: "Dad, stand here and don't move. You can hit me with someone else's modified Luoying Shenjian palm. As long as I can dodge a little and raise my hands to block, it will be considered as if our Peach Blossom Island skills are inferior to others."

"But the one I used to hit you was also the Luoying Divine Sword Palm..."

Huang Rong was speechless: "After all, it's our Taohua Island's martial arts."

"...That means that my old evil skills are not as good as others!"

Huang Yaoshi snorted: "Let me see with all your strength!"

"I'm a little embarrassed that you're like this..."

Huang Rong sighed: "I can only use three moves. Dad, be careful! You can use other moves too!"

"Let's see if you have this ability."

Huang Yaoshi nodded and stood with his feet straight: "Okay, let's take action."

"Falling flowers and flowing water."

Huang Rongqing scolded, Tai Chi created two movements, Yang palm came out first, and slapped Huang Yaoshi with abundant palm power.

"This is...? The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

It felt like Huang Rong struck out with a palm, and the palm force was like the roar of an angry dragon, pressing down overwhelmingly.

As the wind from his palm touched his body, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but his eyelids twitched and his heart trembled slightly.

Although, the moves in front of him told him that he was facing an imaginary and real Luoying Shenjian Zhang.

But my precious daughter just used this thing to achieve a powerful and unparalleled effect.

Huang Yaoshi felt that when faced with Hong Qigong's unparalleled Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he was only under such pressure...

Without thinking too much, Huang Yaoshi gave a light drink, activated his internal energy, and gently flicked out his right palm.

One palm comes out, and a thousand palms are born!

The mid-air was like falling flowers, with palm shadows in all directions.

The power of the palm was like a sword, changing layer by layer, blocking Huang Rong's powerful palm.

Since his daughter's palm skills were comparable to Hong Qigong's, Huang Yaoshi had nothing to think about.

When Hong Qigong takes action, Huang Yaoshi will not stand still and let him hit him.

That would be beaten to death.

"Rong'er, be careful! If you can't accept it, retreat...huh?"

The two palms met, and Huang Yaoshi's chest felt tight. He felt as if he had been hit by a blue whale, and his face turned pale.

Huang Rong is now a real Tai Chi master.

If it were transformed into a Tai Chi force, it would be no less powerful than the bombardment of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

Although Huang Yaoshi's self-created internal energy is also very powerful, it is not as powerful as the peerless skills of Zhang Sanfeng and Huang Shang.

Now he felt contempt in his heart, and when he slapped it down, his brain was buzzing from the shock.

"The flowers fall away."

The shadow of Tai Chi under Huang Rong's feet flashed, and the Yang pole gave rise to Yin, and the palm force became gentle and soft, as if stepping on the void in the air without any force.

"The reversal of yin and yang?? What kind of internal power is this!"

Huang Yaoshi was so shocked that he quickly took a wrong step and stomped on the ground.

Using the Whirlwind Sweeping Leaf Leg, Huang Yaoshi rose into the air, floating far away like leaves rolled up by a strong wind.

In mid-air, Huang Yaoshi flicked the fingers of his right hand three times.

Three thin strands of energy shot out at the same time, touching the edge of Huang Rong's palm, dissolving the Tai Chi soft energy.

"Flowers fall without a trace."

The energy of yin and yang merged into Tai Chi. Huang Rong stretched out her little hand as white as jade and pressed it in the air.

"!!!"

Huang Yaoshi retreated sharply, exhaled loudly, and used his palm power to split the air.

The palms of the two collided in the air, and Huang Yaoshi groaned, breaking a tree as thick as a person behind him.

"Daddy, do you believe me this time?"

Huang Rong flicked her hand, and the returning energy of yin and yang filled the void, dissolving the overflowing impact energy.

If left alone, the shock wave would pass by, and the nearby trees would wither in a few days and could only be used as wood for burning.

"...Are you really my daughter?"

Huang Yaoshi exhaled a sigh of relief, his expression extremely complicated.

"Of course."

Huang Rong giggled and said, "I'm better than you now. If I weren't your daughter, why would I recognize you as my father?"

"...There is some truth to this. This is indeed what my daughter, Huang Laoxie, should say."

Huang Yaoshi was greatly reassured and pondered: "How much strength did you use just now?"

"About seventy percent."

"Then you should be number one in the world now."

Huang Yaoshi's old face turned red: "Is there still a shortage of people in the 'Dream of Reincarnation' you mentioned? Daddy also wants to go in and have a look."

"Okay, I can take you there next time. I have a few more martial arts that I plan to show you this time."

Huang Rong's cheeks turned slightly red: "By the way, let me tell you something, don't be angry."

"Hahaha! My Huang Laoxie's daughter is the best in the world. It's too late for me to be happy. What's there to be angry about?"

"That's not it..."

Huang Rong whispered: "My daughter is married inside. Well, I will take my father to see him next time."

"That's unreasonable! How can my daughter, Huang Laoxie..., huh?"

Huang Yaoshi was stunned for a moment, and his voice hesitated: "How is that man's martial arts?"

"I can't beat him anyway."

"...Let's talk about it next time we meet."

Huang Yaoshi sighed: "For this kind of thing, let's not talk about being well-matched, right? At least we have to pay attention to the relationship between you and me. We can't just stick to others if they are good at martial arts."

Huang Rong: "???"

(End of this chapter)