The Young Lord of the Demon Sect of Jiuyou Sect

Chapter 22 Debauchery
"what's the result?"

"Uncle Chang said that I am making rapid progress."

"I said earlier that you are the most talented person I have ever met. If you were not the young master of Jiuyou, I really want to take you as my apprentice."

"Ah, you have tried your best to teach you how to do it. You can be regarded as half of my master. Speaking of the martial arts you taught me, Uncle Chang also found that I have Shaolin inner strength."

"The deputy leader found out? What did he say?"

"Nothing, just seemed unhappy."

"It's normal to be unhappy. You are the young master of Jiuyou sect. You should only specialize in Huitian Palm and Jiuyou Gong. However, he knows that he can't do anything to you. You are the young master of Jiuyou sect, and I am Jiuyou sect." Elder, now that I am in Jiuyou, my martial arts are not considered Shaolin martial arts, but the martial arts of Jiuyou Sect. He is a deputy leader, and he has no right to discipline the young master of Jiuyou Sect to learn the martial arts of Jiuyou Sect. ?”

"It's a bit far-fetched for you to say that, after all, you were born in Shaolin."

"That's true, but the leader allowed me to join the religion, and the deputy leader can't control it. Did he say anything else?"

"I didn't say anything, just asked me why I want to learn Shaolin Kungfu."

"Then what do you say?"

Yan Wuxin chuckled and said: "I just said that I want to know the martial arts of the Central Plains, so that I can know the enemy and myself. If I attack the martial arts of the Central Plains in the future, I will have a better chance of winning."

The misbegotten monk gave a thumbs up and said: "The boy has grown up, your reason is no more appropriate, I am afraid that the leader will not be able to refute it."

"So, in the future, I can learn martial arts with you in a fair manner."

"We are aboveboard, why? Is it no wonder that my Shaolin martial arts are so shameful?"

"I think so too, but although this matter is aboveboard, it's better not to let too many people know."

"Why?"

"I am the young master of the Jiuyou Sect, the future successor of the leader. I want people to know that I have learned too much Central Plains martial arts. I'm afraid the leader will not be safe in the future."

"Bah! Then don't learn it well."

"How can that be done? After studying Shaolin Kung Fu for so long, I feel that Shaolin Kung Fu is broad and profound and is no worse than the Kung Fu of our Jiuyou Sect. Your little Kung Fu is very powerful."

"Is it very powerful? I am not your old man's opponent."

"That's different. The leader and vice-leader of each generation are chosen one out of ten thousand. Even if Shaolin Kung Fu is not bad, your aptitude is not as good as my father's."

"Are you saying that Monk Hua is stupid? Then don't learn my martial arts."

"I just said you were not smart, and I didn't say your martial arts were not good. I only learned your martial arts, not your people."

"Hey, you kid, you say I'm stupid, why should I teach you martial arts?"

"Of course it's because the two of us drank together, gambled together, went to prostitutes together, and peeked at my sister taking a bath together."

The first three mentioned by Yan Wuxin are fine, but the last one will really kill the bad monk.

"Are you threatening me, boy?"

"How could it be? You can be regarded as half of my master anyway. How could any younger brother dare to threaten the master? I'm just afraid that you won't teach me martial arts. I think about it every day, and I can't sleep well at night. No novel will kill us. If you say something about it, teach others to listen to it.”

"Who else could you tell your story to? It's just to that little lover girl. Now that your little lover knows about the matter between you and Duanmu Qing, how about you?"

Yan Wuxin grinned, and said: "It's okay to let Xi'er hear it, how about I take you to peek at Sister Qing's bath in a few days? You didn't see it two days ago, did you?"

"I won't go, and then I will be betrayed by some heartless little devil and pee next to me. Do you think your pee smells good?" Although the monk Buduan said so, he thought of Duanmuqing's graceful body , can't help moving.

Yan Wuxin patted his chest and said: "That was an accident, I promise, such an accident will never happen again in the future, even if you, Monk Hua, betray me again, I will not betray you either."

The dishonest monk was startled when he heard the words, and then he remembered that although he was betrayed by Yan Wuxin back then, it was because he betrayed Yan Wuxin first.There is no reason to betray others, and then to be betrayed by others.

"Okay, it's a deal."

"It's a word."

"Do you want to study now?"

"If I don't learn now, why should I come now?"

"Okay, then let's go to the backyard. I taught you some martial arts yesterday, and today I'm going to teach you Hunyuan Yi Qigong."

"That's great, let me see how wonderful this Shaolin Hunyuanyi Qigong is."

The two of them went to the backyard. Monk Budu taught Yi Wuxin Hunyuan Yi Qigong. Hunyuan Yi Qigong is a set of palm techniques driven purely by strong internal force. This palm technique is very simple and not very subtle, but When this inner strength reaches a certain level, it can achieve all kinds of disadvantages.

In just one day, Yan Wuxin has comprehended [-]% to [-]% of Hunyuanyi Qigong, and he has memorized all the mental methods and moves, and the rest just needs time.Yan Wuxin stayed in Shaomu Peak all day until it was getting dark.

"Okay, young master, let's practice here today?"

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow, let's continue practicing."

"Don't you want to practice Huitian Palm and Jiuyou Kungfu tomorrow?"

"I can practice the mental method of Jiuyou Gong once in the morning, and then come here."

The bad monk chuckled and said: "I think you, young master, don't want to be the heir of the Jiuyou Sect. You should just become a Shaolin disciple. With your understanding, if you go to the Shaolin Temple, you won't even be able to become the abbot of the Shaolin Temple." question."

Yan Wuxin said with a smile: "As the abbot of Shaolin, you can eat meat, drink alcohol, and find women."

"Of course not. Eating fast and reciting Buddha's name is very miserable."

"Then what's the point of being the abbot of Shaolin?"

"So I won't be that Shaolin abbot."

Yan Wuxin patted the misbehaving monk's belly, and said, "Even if you want to, can you still do it now? Are you still a monk?"

"Why not? Didn't everyone else call me a bad monk? Speaking of drinking, I feel hungry again. How about it? Do you want to stay and have a good drink with me tonight?"

"I have to go back to practice kung fu at night. My father will test my kung fu when he comes back."

"Hey, look at your unpromising appearance. Even if you don't practice this month, how can your father find out? Besides, it's not true that you don't practice. What's the point of slacking off a little? This time."

Yan Wuxin thought about it, and it made sense, his father only went to the Central Plains once every five years, and he only had such an opportunity once every five years.And if you defeat Zhu Rangu this time, and make peace with the Central Plains Wulin, then next time you won't even have the chance once every five years, and said: "Father finally left for a month, the opportunity is rare, how can you just eat meat and drink?" Okay? Better have some fun."

The misbegotten monk smiled and said: "Hey, that's right." He called the servant and asked the servant to clean up the food and drink. After giving the order, he said again: "Drink and eat meat today, and tomorrow the two brothers will go to Dacheng and take you to gamble." , to find a girl. Let me tell you, the girls in the big city are different from those in the small town."

Yan Wudao: "Okay, I will go tomorrow, and while my father is away, I will have a month of debauchery."

(End of this chapter)