The Young Lord of the Demon Sect of Jiuyou Sect

Chapter 180 Two Requirements
"I'm not called a kid, I have a name."

"Oh, yes, the young master of Jiuyou Sect, the future successor of the sect master, has no promises, such a big name."

Yan Wuxin was not very surprised. The old beggar knew the Four Heroes of the Central Plains and the Four Masters of the Wulin, so it was not surprising that he knew his name.I thought to myself, this old beggar is not really living in seclusion.

The old beggar walked up to Huang Caier, grabbed Huang Caier by the shoulder, picked her up, and pushed her lightly on a big boulder in front of her. Huang Caier's leaves, which were blown by the wind, slowly floated over and landed on the boulder lightly. Just like a person put down steadily.Yan Wuxin was horrified, this gentle grasping and releasing seemed easy, but it was extremely difficult to push a person's weight so lightly, even his father might not be able to do it.The old beggar's internal energy was so high that it was unimaginable.

The old beggar walked to the big stone, helped Huang Cai'er up, sealed Huang Cai'er's seven acupoints, grabbed Huang Cai'er's hand, put one hand on Huang Cai'er's back, and injected the internal force into Huang Cai'er's physical strength.After a while, Huang Cai'er was put down on the boulder again.

"I've already lost my internal energy to this little girl to ensure that she won't die for a while, but I don't have much internal energy to lose, and she won't be able to survive. Will you agree to what I ask of you?"

At this moment, Yan Wuxin had no doubts that the old beggar could save Huang Caier, so he took another look at Huang Caier, but seeing Huang Caier's indescribable beauty and cuteness, Yan Wuxin thought, such a pretty girl, it's okay to marry her , but there is still a big problem.

"I want to marry Miss Huang, but I'm afraid his father won't agree."

"I said, you don't have to worry about this. Just agree. I will teach you how to make Huang Hensheng agree."

"Really?" A hero from the Central Plains, how could he marry his daughter to the young master of the Nine Nether Sect? Although the old beggar was sure of what he said, he was still skeptical.

"Of course, you just need to do as I say. If you can't do it, it's not your fault and I will save you."

Yan Wuxin thought, if this is the case, he only needs to agree, if he succeeds or fails, he is irresponsible, so what else is there, so he nodded and agreed.She also thought that going down the mountain to see Huang Hensheng would not happen in a day or two. Huang Cai'er was afraid that she would not be in a coma for such a long time, so she agreed first and tricked the old beggar to save others first.Wait until the old beggar brings Huang Caier back to life, then he will renege on his promise and gain weight. Such a martial arts senior must be a well-known martial artist, so he can't beat Huang Caier to death again, right?
"Okay, I promise you."

"Well, that's just the first thing."

"What's the second thing?"

"The second one is a bit more difficult."

Yan Wuxin thought, as the young master of the Nine Nether Sect, even the daughter of the Four Heroes of the Central Plains has agreed to marry, what else is he not willing to agree to, so he said: "What is the second thing, tell me!"

"I want you to challenge a man and make him lose face."

"Who?"

"Autumn Crane."

"What?" Yan Wuxin was taken aback. This Qiu Minghe is a master of the Central Plains, one of the four heroes of the Central Plains, and his martial arts are at the peak. How dare he challenge him? This request is ten times more difficult than marrying Huang Cai'er.

"How? Answer or not?"

"Qiumingheqiu is one of the four top masters in the Central Plains. How could I be his opponent? Wouldn't I be courting death if I challenged him?"

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Of course I am afraid of death. If I am not afraid of death, why did I escape to the Central Plains? I just die in Jiuyou Sect."

The old beggar stared at Yan Wuxin for a long time, then suddenly smiled again and said: "People in the world always want face, and it is rare for you to be so afraid of death that you will admit it. Well, boy, I do appreciate you a bit. You Don't worry, as long as you agree, I will protect you from death."

Yan Wuxin looked at the old beggar with a strange light in his eyes.Yan Wuxin almost forgot that this old beggar is so powerful in martial arts, he might be even better than his father.That must be above Zhu Rangu and other Central Plains Four Heroes, and it should be more than enough to protect his own life.But Yan Wuxin is still very strange, before he only said that this old beggar was defeated by Qiu Minghe, and even hated Qiu Minghe, now Yan Wuxin realized that this old beggar's martial arts would never lose to Zhongyuan If any of the Four Heroes had a grudge against Qiu Minghe, why didn't he avenge it himself?
The old beggar saw Yan Wuxin's eyeballs gliding and turning around, and cursed: "What is the brat thinking?"

"I just thought, if Senior has any enmity with Qiu's family, why not take revenge by himself? With Senior's peerless martial arts, it is so difficult to take revenge."

"Bah, do you want me to take care of you? You just need to agree or not."

"How can I be his opponent? Even if the senior protects me from death, but I can't beat him, how can I let him lose face?"

"The kid is worthless. If you can't beat him, can't you make him lose face? Does it count if you slap him twice?"

Yan Wuxin thought, Qiu Minghe is one of the Four Heroes of the Central Plains, one of the best martial arts masters in the world, is this slap so easy to slap? However, this old beggar may really have a way to say that.He tentatively asked, "Senior, is there a way?"

The old beggar looked sideways at Yan Wuxin and said, "Of course, I have a way to do it. As long as you agree, I will teach you. Do you agree?"

Yan Wuxin came to the Central Plains to escape, but he did not want to offend the people of the Central Plains. Even if the old beggar had a way to do it, he would offend Qiu Minghe, one of the Four Heroes of the Central Plains. How could he stay in this place of the Central Plains any longer? He was hesitating. Yan Wuxin suddenly thought that this old beggar was so powerful in martial arts, even better than his father. If he could become his disciple, learn his martial arts, and return to the Jiuyou Sect, what would be so difficult for him?
Yan Wuxin fell to his knees with a plop, and said, "This junior is willing to learn."

The old beggar suddenly saw that Yan Wuxin performed such a great gift, and he was also slightly surprised, thinking, you agree, then you agree, what are you doing kneeling down? Suddenly he smiled again, as if he had read all his thoughts, and said: "Little devil, I know, you You are the young master of the Nine Nether Sect. The Nine Nether Sect suffered civil strife, and you escaped. Your father Yan Shuci is still alive and dead. What you want to do most is to learn peerless martial arts and return to the Nine Nether Sect, right? "

Seeing the old beggar, Yan Wuxin understood his intentions immediately, he was surprised, but when he heard the old beggar's words, he didn't seem to refuse, which was another joy.This old beggar's martial arts are peerless, even his father can't compare to him, if he can help him, he will be able to return to Jiuyou Sect as soon as possible and save his father.Yan Wuxin has been on the move these days, he doesn't even care about his own life, and he doesn't think much about his father.But at this moment, he suddenly thought that his father might be saved, so why bother? He kowtowed repeatedly and said, "Please help me, senior, no, please teach me martial arts, senior."

The old beggar looked at Yan Wuxin with a half-smile, and Yan Wuxin was a little embarrassed to see it, because it was the first time he had seen the hope of Islam since leaving the religion, so he suddenly kowtowed to ask for help.

(End of this chapter)