Plane replacement

Chapter 16
Wang Hua and Xiaoyaozi are both teachers and friends, they stayed on Wuliang Mountain for a while, half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period of time, Xiaoyaozi taught Wang Hua Beiming Shengong and Lingbo Weibu in person. With Xiaoyaozi's understanding of these two martial arts, it is no problem to teach Wang Hua. Similarly, Wang Hua's martial arts are naturally advancing by leaps and bounds.

In just a few days, a trace of Beiming's true energy was condensed, and Lingbo's small steps also made a small difference.

"Wang Layman, the martial arts in this school are easy and then difficult. Although your talent is mediocre, you have a thorough understanding of the true meaning of Taoist martial arts. It coincides with the essence of Beiming's martial arts and Lingbo Weibu's martial arts. You can practice these two magical arts in just half a month." Yes, it's pretty good."

"Senior, it's absurd. I can practice these two martial arts in such a short period of time, thanks to my senior's careful teaching." Wang Hua bowed and thanked Xiaoyaozi. It was about to be replaced in half a month, so I had the intention of parting.

"Senior, this time we met, I was lucky to receive the magical power, so that I can protect myself when I travel through thousands of worlds downstream. Wang Hua is here to thank senior." Feeling a lightness in the knee, he couldn't kneel down.

"Layman Wang, what is this for?"

"Senior, this farewell is probably a once-in-a-lifetime meeting. Let's let it be the next time and accept this worship." Wang Hua will leave this world in half a month, and I am afraid I will never see Xiaoyaozi again. The place is full of sadness.

Seeing that Wang Hua couldn't be twisted, Xiaoyaozi no longer obstructed him. Once he received Wang Hua's obeisance, he knew that the day of their parting had come.

"Senior, goodbye." Wang Hua stepped on a set of mysterious steps, his figure was as ethereal as a fairy, and he walked down Wuliang Mountain.

"Go!" Xiaoyaozi watched Wang Hua off, with tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

"Master, you are crying." Wu Yazi said from the side.

"It's just that Feng narrowed his eyes. Wu Ya, let's go in with the teacher."

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Wang Hua hurried on the road with Lingbo microsteps, and traveled tens of miles. Not only did he not feel tired, but a trace of Beiming's true energy was born in his body.

"This Lingbo Weibu is really miraculous. Every step is closely related to internal strength. During the movement, it also strengthens my Beiming internal strength."

Wang Hua soon came to a town, and then slowed down and walked in. The street was bustling and noisy, and soon he saw a restaurant. He just touched his pockets. He was penniless. Scholar clothes, but forgot to ask Xiaoyaozi for some money.

"Could it be? You just came down from the mountain to rob the rich and give to the poor?" Wang Hua hesitated when he had just completed his magical skills and hadn't fought anyone before.

"Brother, look at your extraordinary appearance, can you come up and have a few drinks with me?" Just when Wang Hua was thinking about whether to make a move, a hearty voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Looking up, a man in his thirties was sitting at the window on the second floor of the restaurant, talking to himself.

"Thank you, brother." No matter what, Wang Hua went up to have a sip of good wine first, and those who have just come down from the mountain and come into contact with this plane, don't be too cautious, and you will fall behind.

On the way to the restaurant, I saw a few dishes of side dishes and a pot of shochu in front of the man. On the wine table, there was a dark green jade stick.

"Xiao Er, serve another two catties of cooked beef and a pot of soju." He motioned Wang Hua to sit down.

"I don't know what you call Xiongtai? To be honest, I was in a hurry to go down the mountain today, and I forgot to bring any silver. Thank you, Xiongtai, for a piece of shochu." He sat down politely, and Wang Hua had already guessed this from the weapons on the wine table. The identity of a person must be related to the gang of beggars.

"Hahaha, my surname is Wang. As for the name, it's just a title, so don't mention it. I saw my brother wandering in front of the restaurant. I think it's because I have a lot of money. When no one is in trouble, it happens that I drink alone. , just ask my brother to come up and accompany me, come, let’s have a drink first.” The man’s personality is very bold, he raised his glass and drank it down.

"Surnamed Wang? Still wearing the beggar gang's dog-beating stick? Are you Wang Jiantong, the leader of the beggar gang?" Wang Hua had a drink with him, and he was slightly taken aback, and ran into another character who hadn't appeared in the original version.

"Oh? My brother is dressed as a scholar all his life, and he is also a man of the world? I don't think my brother looks like he has martial arts. Forgive my blindness, I don't know where he is from?" Wang Jiantong was curious when he heard that Wang Hua could recognize him at once. Looking at Wang Hua.

"I came from Wuliang, and I have no family or sect. I learned a few rough martial arts from a senior. I am not afraid of Brother Wang's jokes. It has been more than half a month since I started learning martial arts. As for how to know Brother Wang's name, I have no idea." I guessed it from the dog-beating stick on the wine table." Wang Hua can't say that he is from another world. In ancient times, people who said that would be considered lunatics, and they could only attribute the problem to their own guesses. .

"Learn martial arts for half a month? Guess?" Wang Jiantong was stunned for a while, and then he looked very interested, and said, "Brother is honest, my dog-beating stick is indeed a conspicuous weapon. It doesn't matter if you recognize my identity, today you I only eat wine and don't talk about Jianghu affairs."

"Since Brother Wang is so bold, I will accompany you to the end." Wang Jiantong said with arrogance, and Wang Hua did not pretend to be a gesture, and raised his glass to drink with him.

After drinking for three rounds, the two of them disliked that the wine cups in the restaurant were too small, so they abandoned the wine cups and hugged the altar to drink wildly.

"Brother Wang, you are really good at drinking, so today you and I will have a good drink." As the leader of the beggar gang, Wang Jiantong's drinking capacity is naturally not weak, but he didn't want Wang Hua to be dressed as a scholar, and his drinking capacity was indistinguishable from his own. The meaning of fighting wine.

After several cans of wine, Wang Hua didn't feel drunk at all. He was puzzled, and after thinking about it, he suddenly realized. , drink this Northern Song Dynasty wine again, and you won’t feel drunk at all.”

Wang Hua saw that he was not drunk yet, so he simply drank with Wang Jiantong to the end, finished it with one can, and shouted, "Little Er, bring more wine."

"Haha, Brother Wang is so domineering, come on! Have another can."

Wang Jiantong and Wang Hua came and went, drank for five hours from noon to you, and halfway through the wine fight, the two of them were no longer competing for alcohol, but internal strength.

The diners in the restaurant also stopped eating, and they all surrounded Wang Hua and Wang Jiantong in amazement.

"These two young heroes are really good at drinking," a wild woodcutter passed by the restaurant and praised.

"That's right, I didn't get drunk at all from the noon to the afternoon, I'm really a god." The waiter in the shop responded.

"Who do you think will win in the end?" someone in the crowd asked.

"I know it's that man. Judging by his appearance, he definitely has the ability to stay drunk." A strong man who looked a little like Wang Jiantong said.

"I also think so, that scholar must be inferior to that man." Someone echoed.

"Superficial, what you said is wrong. The two of you are fighting to drink. Both of you are internal masters with strong inner strength. Now you are fighting whose inner strength is stronger." People are the truth at the moment.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting wine, many spectators were attracted. Seeing Wang Hua's deep internal energy, unlike a person who has cultivated internal energy for half a year, Wang Jiantong said, "Haha, brother Wang, it's hard to tell the winner between you and me in wine, so let's compare our feet How is the skill."

Wang Hua was also in high spirits at this moment, and he was not afraid of Lingbo's small steps, and said, "That's fine, then Brother Wang will make a rule, and I will accompany you."

"Good! Good! Good! There is a long pavilion ten miles away. Whoever arrives first between you and me will win. What do you think?" Wang Jiantong made the rules, and he also wanted to get a lottery in his heart, "I made the rules, and Brother Wang will How about deciding this lottery."

"It's like a fight. It's better to fill in the lottery, but there is nothing in the lower body. There is a peerless internal skill called Beiming Divine Art. I would like to be the lottery." The reason why Wang Hua took out the Beiming Divine Art is self-evident Yu, naturally wanted the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in Wang Jiantong's hand, "Beiming's divine art is based on accumulating internal energy. Since internal energy is strong, I can use all martial arts in the world. There is no tolerance for big fish and small fish."

Wang Jian listened to the essentials of Beiming Shengong and martial arts, and said with shame, "There is such a miracle in the world. The person who can create such a miracle is really talented. Then Wang used the twenty-eight palms of subduing dragon as a prize, Brother Wang, what do you think."

"That's it, very good." The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that Wang Hua asked for was Xiao Feng's [-] Subduing Dragon Palms deleted and refined, ten palms were removed, and the remaining eighteen palms could only be learned from Wang Jiantong. , I didn't feel entangled in my heart, and agreed.

The lottery was decided, and the competition began. The two jumped and flew out from the second floor of the restaurant. Wang Jiantong stepped on the air, performed a profound lightness kung fu, and rushed away from the ten-mile long pavilion.

Wang Hua's feet were mysterious and unpredictable, and he used Lingbo Weibu to catch up.

The two were chasing each other at about equal speed. After traveling for seven or eight miles, Wang Jiantong's internal energy was exhausted, and his figure slowed down. On the other hand, Wang Hua performed Lingbo microsteps, and Beiming's internal energy in his body did not decrease but increased, and his speed One point faster than that.

"This person's internal strength is so profound, he is by no means an unknown person, why his name has never been heard in the Jianghu, and the lightness kung fu under his feet is also unpredictable, and it must be absolutely extraordinary. It seems that there will be more martial arts in the future. A young hero." Wang Jiantong saw that he could not catch up with Wang Hua, and the outcome was decided, so he didn't regret it, but he wanted to make friends.

The ten-mile long pavilion arrived in a short time. When they arrived at the pavilion, the two settled down. Wang Jiantong said bluntly, "Brother Wang has good internal strength and light work. It was Wang who lost, and Wang admires it."

"Brother Wang, let me give in! This is just a trick. With a set of Lingbo Weibu, I was able to beat Wang brother. It is really a fluke." Wang Hua knew that he had his own feet. For Wang Jiantong, there is simply no hope.

"Wang is willing to admit defeat, and is willing to pass on the [-] Dragon Subduing Palms to Brother Wang, but this palm technique is that the Beggar Clan does not pass on martial arts, and as the leader of the Clan, I can't break the rules." Wang Jiantong didn't regret it, and continued. He opened the mouth and said, "The Twenty-Eight Palms of Subduing the Dragon have been passed down orally by the leaders of the beggar gang of all generations, and then the leaders of the past generations have learned and improved them. Although I can't pass on the Twenty-Eight Palms of Subduing the Dragon of your previous generation of leaders, but I can understand them over the years. I will teach you the palm technique. Brother Wang, please listen carefully."

(End of this chapter)