Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 97 Doubt [Part 2, please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass! 】

Chen Hengzhi threw Jiumozhi to Wu Yazi's feet, and said: "Fellow Daoist, you can find out if you check it out. It should be easy to perceive the similar kung fu between the same sect."

Wu Yazi cupped his hands, without saying anything, he stretched out his hand to suck up Jiumozhi who was limp on the ground, a trace of true energy entered Jiumozhi's body from his wrist, circled along the meridians, and finally drew it back .

As if all the energy had been sucked out of his body, Wu Yazi slumped on the wheelchair and remained silent for a long time.

Immediately, he seemed to have remembered something, looked at Wang Yuyan, and called softly: "Child, come here, let me take a good look."

Wang Yuyan didn't understand why, looking at Wu Yazi's loving gaze, she tilted her head and thought for a while, then walked obediently to Wu Yazi.

"Like! It's so similar! It's almost carved out of the same mold."

After looking at it for a long time, Wu Yazi finally said: "Good boy, is your mother's boudoir name A Luo?"

Wang Yuyan's crisp voice sounded: "Hey, how did you know, old man?"

When Wu Yazi got this affirmative answer, he almost burst into tears. He tremblingly said: "Son, I am your grandfather, your mother A Luo is the daughter of me and your grandmother, how do you think I would know?" ?”

Ah!
Grandpa?

Wang Yuyan was a little confused!

Since she was sensible, she has never met her grandparents, grandparents, or father. The only relatives are her mother Li Qingluo and her aunt's cousin Murong Fu, and she has no other relatives.

Now, an old man suddenly ran out and told her that he was her grandfather. Wang Yuyan said that he would not accept it for a while, and I wanted to be quiet.

Chen Hengzhi said: "Miss Wang, fellow Taoist Wuyazi is your grandfather. He was pushed down the cliff by the villain Ding Chunqiu and paralyzed. He has been hiding in Tibet all these years, so he is very strange to you. .

In addition, your grandmother is still alive, she is now the Empress Dowager of Xixia Kingdom, your mother should have contact with her, but she didn't tell you.

And your biological father is Duan Zhengchun, Prince of Zhennan in Dali. In other words, this Duan Shizi is your half-brother.

And your cousin Murong Fu is a descendant of the Xianbei ethnic group. You must know that he spent his whole life trying to restore the country, but your mother has never allowed you to associate with him, because she doesn't want you to be deceived and implicated by him.

Murong Fu is a man with great aspirations and few talents, he is destined to be hard-working. Back then, he sneaked into Xixia, changed his name to Li Yanzong, and joined Xixia Yipintang, intending to stir up disputes between the two countries.

It was the same as his father Murong Bo's method of provoking the Song and Liao disputes back then, extremely clumsy and no progress at all.

In the end, he was beaten to death in the apricot forest by Brother Qiao, which was a well-deserved death. "

He released big bombs one after another, causing Wang Yuyan to doubt her life, her father was not her father, and her sweetheart cousin died tragically. Under these repeated blows, Wang Yuyan finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He rolled his eyes and passed out.

Seeing this, Duan Yu, who was always watching her, came behind her with a slip of his footsteps, hugged her gently, and called out: "Miss Wang, Miss Wang, wake up..."

Wu Yazi's eyes were fixed, he looked at Duan Yu's pace, and thought to himself, another person who has learned the unique skills of Xiaoyao School.

Is it true that after 30 years of not asking about world affairs, the stunts of the Xiaoyao School are already rotten?
Fortunately, Chen Hengzhi explained to Duan Yu in time: "Duan Shizi has a deep destiny. Back then, by mistake, he learned half-baked "Lingbo Weibu" and "Northern Divine Art" in the former residence of a fellow Taoist at the foot of Wuliang Mountain. It's a pity , without the guidance of a master, sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t work.”

Duan Yu, who was supporting Wang Yuyan, heard that, as if struck by lightning, it was Wu Yazi's wife who lived in seclusion at the foot of Wuliang Mountain?

Isn't that over 80 years old?

Moreover, she is also Wang Yuyan's grandmother...

Duan Yu felt desolate in his heart!
Like a girl, sister!

I like another one, and it's my younger sister!

I like another one, this time it's the old lady!
Tens of thousands of Cao Nima trampled past his heart.

Duan Yu suddenly felt that he had nothing to love!

Wu Yazi nodded when he heard the explanation, since it was obtained through a formal way, there is nothing to say, we will deal with it later, the important thing now is, where did this fan monk learn the "Small Wuxiang Gong" from?

He turned his head and said to his back: "Xinghe, interrogate this fan monk, and ask him where he got the secret book of "Little Wuxiang Gong" from."

"Yes, Master!"

Su Xinghe responded, took Jiumozhi by the collar, and took him to the side for interrogation, the eight friends of Hangu swarmed around to help.

It was February, the spring was bright, and Jiumozhi's screams could be heard from time to time, and the torture continued.

Chen Hengzhi stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Wu Yazi, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, did you think about passing on this pure kung fu through the method of empowerment?"

Wu Yazi sighed: "That's right, this old man feels that his time is running out, so he can only forcibly cultivate a master with the method of empowerment to deal with this villain."

He looked at Ding Chunqiu who was sluggish on the ground, but his eyes were as cold as a knife, wishing to have his skin cramped, eat his flesh and lay waste his skin.

Afterwards, he looked at the heroic Qiao Feng and felt extremely satisfied. Wu Yazi was even more grateful to Chen Hengzhi, not only recommended Qiao Feng for him, but also helped him find his granddaughter.

"Chen has always had a question, I don't know if I should ask it or not?"

Chen Hengzhi asked.

Wu Yazi laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist can be regarded as the benefactor of my Xiaoyao Sect, if you have any doubts, just ask, I will definitely tell you everything."

"When Chen met Duan Shizi for the first time, through the flow of internal force in his body, I inadvertently noticed a trace of the true meaning of your school's "Beiming Divine Art". All acupoints can absorb the internal energy of others, refine it into Beiming internal energy, and then use it for oneself."

Chen Hengzhi said: "It's just that what makes Chen suspicious is that although this skill absorbs the internal energy of others, it looks shocking, but, Chen wants to come to think of it, it should also have shortcomings."

Qiao Feng's eyes widened: "What? Absorbing other people's inner energy for your own use? How can there be such a vicious technique in this world?"

Chen Hengzhi waved his hand: "Brother Qiao, there is no need to make a fuss. There is no distinction between good and evil in kung fu. Talents have good and evil. If you use it righteously, you will be righteous, and if you use it evilly, you will be evil."

Wu Yazi nodded in agreement and said: "Chen Daoyou is right, this skill seems crooked, but it is the real Taoist orthodox.

It has two kinds of training methods. The method of absorbing other people's internal strength can quickly improve the strength, but the faster is faster, but it can never break through the innate realm.

The other kind of training method is like the usual kung fu method. You study hard and practice hard in summer. It has the advantage that there is no bottleneck before the innate state. As long as the internal strength is enough, you can practice all the way to the acquired peak state. Moreover, the difficulty of breaking through the innate realm is ten times less than other exercises. "

Chen Hengzhi nodded clearly, and suddenly realized: "So that's the case, thank you fellow Taoist for clarifying the confusion."

(End of this chapter)