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Chapter 92: The Twin Dragons of the Beggars' Sect, the Reincarnation of the Dragon

"Brother, why do you want to join the Beggars' Sect? I don't want to be a beggar!"

"Not all Beggars' Sect disciples are beggars."

"Then I don't want to go either. I already have a master."

"Haha, do you want to learn the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"miss you!"

"Then go."

"okay!"

After hearing Hong Chen's three sentences, the sixteen-year-old Qiao Feng willingly joined the Beggars' Sect and became Wang Jiantong's direct disciple.

However, Wang Jiantong was still wary of Qiao Feng's identity. Although he continued to teach him martial arts, he was unwilling to accept it from the heart.

Although Qiao Feng didn't know what Wang Jiantong was thinking, he not only practiced martial arts diligently, but also devoted himself to the many affairs of the Beggars' Sect, and gradually won the recognition of many gang members.

His talent and martial arts gradually won the favor of Wang Jiantong, and he was soon taught the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

This set of palm techniques fits perfectly with the gradually maturing Qiao Feng. Martial arts and chivalry complement each other, and Qiao Feng quickly made a name for himself in the martial arts world.

Wang Jiantong was finally willing to let go of Hong Chen, but he still set up three major challenges and seven major merit tests for Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng readily agreed and completed them one by one.

Wang Jiantong sighed all night, and the next day, Qiao Feng was called back to the headquarters and began to follow Wang Jiantong to handle all the affairs of the gang. Many gang members were delighted to hear the news, as they all knew that this was a sign that Qiao Feng was about to become the leader of the Beggars' Sect.
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The year Qiao Feng joined the Beggars' Sect, Hong Chen no longer went to Luoyang and stayed in Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts.

The Bei Ming Divine Art can not only absorb the enemy's internal strength for one's own use, but the speed at which one's own internal strength increases and accumulates is also extraordinary.

It can even be said that taking the enemy's internal force for one's own use is actually one of the many characteristics of this practice, but people in the world prefer shortcuts and seek quick success, so it has changed from a characteristic into a truth.

But in fact, the internal force cultivation of Bei Ming Divine Art is extremely fast.

After obtaining the Bei Ming Divine Art, he immediately switched to practicing in the Langhuan Blessed Land. All the internal energy accumulated from ten years of Shaolin basic internal skills was transformed into Bei Ming True Qi. Although a lot of it was inevitably dissipated during the practice, the quality of the remaining internal energy was obviously much higher than before.

A vortex that rotates at high speed from the outside to the inside has already formed in Hong Chen's dantian. The suction force of the vortex starts from the dantian and spreads to every acupoint in the body. This is how he absorbs other people's internal energy and transforms it into Beiming true qi.

As a martial arts school derived from the Taoist school, Beiming Shengong inherits the Taoist concept. Beiming Qi has both yin and yang, and is compatible with all martial arts in the world. When it is masculine, it is like a furnace, and its attack is fierce and unparalleled; when it is feminine, it is colder than ice, and its strength is endless.

It also has the effect of warding off poison and greatly increases the body's defense, so when attacked it will naturally rebound to shock the enemy.

With the positive energy of Bei Ming Zhen Qi, the power of the Burning Wood Sword Technique is doubled, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is even more powerful and fierce!
With the Yin energy of Bei Ming Zhen Qi, the actual combat range of the Dragon Capturing Technique is greatly improved. Catching people from a distance is as easy as taking something from a bag. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can send out a force of a hundred feet, with dragon roars continuously!
In order to verify the Bei Ming Divine Art and validate what he has learned, Hong Chen had no choice but to fight with others.

It’s just that not many people have seen him in action, and few have had the opportunity to tell others what they saw, so naturally there is no discussion about him in the world.

Besides, Lingbo Weibu directly made up for Hong Chen's shortcomings in body movement. At the same time, it was a method of practicing internal strength through dynamic exercises. When the footsteps went through the sixty-four hexagrams in one cycle, the internal breath naturally went through one cycle. Therefore, every time he walked through it, his internal strength would improve.

After mastering these two skills, Hong Chen's internal strength increased rapidly.

However, he did not try his best to accumulate it. Instead, he injected a lot of Beiming true energy into the vertical eye between his eyebrows, continuously pushing forward the progress of its unsealing.

There are low, medium and high levels of martial arts, and above that there are immortal heroes and even mythological heroes.

Hong Chen is based on the present and will not give up the future represented by this eyeball.

A few years later.

Wang Jiantong had been ill for a long time and Hong Chen went down the mountain.

At the Luoyang headquarters, he witnessed the ceremony in which Qiao Feng inherited the position of leader of the Beggars' Sect.

The gap-toothed child who kept shouting for his brother to bring him candy has turned into a sturdy man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, a wide mouth and a heroic spirit.

At this time, Qiao Feng was only twenty-three years old.

"Big Brother!" Qiao Feng was so excited after not seeing each other for many years that his eyes were red. He opened his arms to hug him, but Hong Chen put a hand on his chest to stop him from getting close, and shook his head, "I don't like to get close to men."

The members of the Beggars' Sect were greatly surprised to see this. They had never seen such a side of their leader, who was always chivalrous and unruly.

On the contrary, Wang Jiantong, who attended the meeting despite being ill, laughed out loud at the two of them, and his pale face immediately turned much rosier.

"One is the Evil Dragon of the Red Dust, and the other is the Mad Dragon of the Human World. With both dragons here, the Beggars' Sect will have no worries for a hundred years!!"

From then on, the story of the two dragons of the Beggars' Sect spread throughout the world, but apart from Qiao Feng, people still knew little about the other dragon.

"What's wrong with me?" Hong Chen was indignant. He thought he was not a good person, but compared with Huang Lao Xie who was moody and killed people at will hundreds of years later, he was simply the light of righteousness!
Wang Jiantong drank a mouthful of medicine, which made his facial features frown. He smacked his lips and said, "You can deceive the monks of Shaolin Temple, but you can't deceive me. What kind of people are you to the Beggars' Sect? People in the world are all kinds of people. They say one thing in front of others and say another behind their backs. What kind of people have I not seen? From the first time I saw you, I knew that you had a lot of tricks in your mind and even more secrets that are unknown to others. Moreover, after so many years of getting along with you, the feeling you give me can be described in two words: evil! Whether it is your talent or your ideas, they are always surprising and unexpected. When I was young, I would definitely explore them carefully. But at that time, I was no longer interested in other people's secrets, because I already had a lot of secrets myself..."

After returning to Shaolin, Xuan Ku, who had always been calm and peaceful, became very angry.

“Xuan Chen is also a disciple of Shaolin, and he is a genius discovered by this monk. The so-called Twin Dragons of the Beggars' Sect is nothing but a way of flattering oneself!” He then began to think about how to make Shaolin Xuan Chen famous. It took a lot of effort for Hong Chen to stop him from thinking about it.

However, Xuan Ku's anger did not last long. After several months of transmission, Wang Jiantong became seriously ill again.

On his deathbed, he waved away everyone and left Hong Chen alone.

"Take this letter and wait until I die... ahem, read it after I die. I know you and him have known each other since childhood, and your friendship is better than that of brothers, but I also know that you have a sense of the overall situation... Hey, you won't use it to cause chaos, and you won't ignore the world... I have done too many things in my life, some right and some wrong. Now I am lucky to die of illness. With you in the Beggars' Sect, I can die with my eyes closed..."

Hong Chen took the letter and held Wang Jiantong's hand tightly: "Master, don't worry!"

Wang Jiantong smiled with difficulty, stared into Hong Chen's eyes, and said: "Alas, the most difficult thing in this world is not responsibility, but secrets... It has not been easy for you, little evil dragon, over the years, right?"

Hong Chen suddenly felt his nose sore and shook his head repeatedly: "Master, I'm not tired, really!"

"Haha, that's good, that's good..." The hand in his palm suddenly became weak, and a tear suddenly fell in Hong Chen's eyes.

Fortunately, Wang Jiantong's final expression was a smile, which could be considered as having no regrets.

Hong Chen opened the letter and scanned it at a glance. With a slight flick of his fingertips, the envelope and the letter paper instantly turned into powder.

When Wang Jiantong passed away, Qiao Feng shed tears, and the entire Beggars' Sect mourned.

Afterwards, Qiao Feng took charge of the Beggars' Sect. He was fair and clear in his rewards and punishments internally, and chivalrous and worked for the benefit of the people externally. In just a few years, the Beggars' Sect prospered greatly, and the names of the Mad Dragon on Earth and the Northern Qiao Feng that gradually emerged became more and more famous!

As for Hong Chen, after handling Wang Jiantong's funeral, he returned to the Shaolin Temple in Songshan and continued to practice martial arts behind closed doors.

There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold weather.

Shaolin Bodhi Temple.

The two figures were sometimes far away, sometimes close, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. The breath that occasionally leaked out during the fight was enough to suppress the flowers and plants within ten feet from standing up straight.

In mid-air, a pair of palms were placed, and each pulled back to release the force. The dissipated palm force caused the ginkgo trees that stood upright against the sky to sway rustlingly.

Master Xuan Ku took a step back after landing before he could stabilize his body. His beard was already gray, and his face, which looked much older, was full of seriousness. He put his hands together, and his cassock moved without wind. The internal energy in his hands accumulated, and the light and shadow around him distorted.

Suddenly, he rotated his palm, lowered his left hand, and raised his right hand, the edge of his palm was red. He chopped down with his right hand, and suddenly his internal force was urged, and the red light flew out of his hand like fire, and gathered into a flaming sword several feet long in the air three feet high!

Seeing the sharp sword falling on his head, Hong Chen was not anxious or panicked. Instead, he nodded as if he was relieved.

Master Xuan Ku has been meticulously studying the burning wood sword technique for decades, and it has long been a piece of cake for him to use a hand sword instead of a sword. However, the former is only flesh and blood after all, and even with the help of Shaolin body-building exercises, it is inevitable that it will lose its edge.

After Hong Chen mastered the Burning Wood Sword Technique, he accidentally created a fire phenomenon with his hand sword one time. He tried to use it again but couldn't reproduce the phenomenon. So he devoted himself to studying it for a long time and finally made a breakthrough.

After Master Xuan Ku learned about it, he did not hesitate to ask him for advice, and even Shaolin was willing to exchange a unique skill, except for Yi Jin Jing. Hong Chen said that Shaolin was too stingy, but in fact, he did not hide anything. After more than two years of guidance, Xuan Ku finally performed this unique but more authentic Burning Wood Sword Technique.

The blade light was approaching rapidly. Hong Chen moved his palm slightly, and in an instant he heard a low and dull roar suddenly sounded all around him, like a ferocious beast demonstrating a warning before attacking.

The heat of the flame and the sharpness of the blade are within reach.

Hong Chen pushed his palm upward diagonally.

hold head high!
In an instant, a dragon roared!
A faint, almost transparent dragon shadow flew out of his hand and flew into the air, its body swaying, strong and swift. In a blink of an eye, strange phenomena collided, and the several-foot-long flaming blade shattered at the touch. The dragon shadow did not stop, soaring for several feet before slowly dissipating.

At this time, a number of birds in the forest were startled and flapped their wings desperately to escape.

However, Master Xuan Ku did not give up, and he immediately chopped out a second blow with his left hand! The size and power of this blow was stronger and more powerful than the previous one, as if someone was really holding a huge sword and chopped hard!

"Well done!"

Hong Chen laughed and raised his hands.

hold head high! ! !
A divine dragon with a darker shape and most of its details vaguely discernible suddenly appeared. It swayed its body and leaped into the air, and with a fierce blow from its dragon head, it smashed the giant knife into pieces.

This even louder and more sonorous dragon roar resounded through the sky and penetrated through walls. It did not fade after covering Shaolin. It spread across Shaolin and seeped into the distant mountains. The quiet forest was immediately filled with rustling and stomping sounds. In the caves and bushes, many rare animals suddenly ran away in panic, while some timid beasts instantly fell to the ground stiffly due to the stress.

Coincidentally, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and many pilgrims went to the temple to burn incense, worship Buddha, and enjoy the sight. At this moment, they were immediately frightened by the dragon's roar, and instinctively looked in the direction of the sound. They saw the shadow of a dragon leaping high up from the east of Shaolin, shaking its head and swinging its tail. From a distance, it was exactly the same as the description in the books and paintings. They were shocked, but when they were about to take a closer look, the dragon had already rushed into the sky and disappeared.

"Oh my god, a dragon! It's a dragon!"

"Amitabha, may the Buddha bless me, and may the heavenly dragon appear!"

"True Dragon, please grant me a husband of my dreams!"

Monks often chant Buddhist mantras, and pilgrims often pray for blessings.

In the Bodhi Temple, although Master Xuan Ku, who had tried his best, looked pale, he was not discouraged by the defeat. Instead, a smile of triumph appeared on his usually kind and peaceful face.

“Amitabha, Shaolin Xuanchen is also the reincarnation of a celestial dragon!”

Hong Chen withdrew his hand and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It's been eight years, why is the old monk still holding such a grudge?
(End of this chapter)