Traveling from the world of martial arts

Chapter 114 Guo Jing's Road to Assault

"No!"

On the side, Hong Qigong, who was watching Guo Jing practice martial arts on the surface, but was actually eavesdropping, immediately objected.

To plunder other people's internal energy for his own use, this is undoubtedly an evil deed, so he naturally cannot agree.

"You can't say that." Deng Xiao doesn't think so, "There is no distinction between good and evil in kung fu, and the person who uses the kung fu is the standard for judging good and evil."

Hong Qigong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded thoughtfully, thinking that this was the truth.

"Also, Guo Jing is not that kind of villain. Although we haven't known each other for long, I believe you can see Guo Jing's character."

Hong Qigong nodded slightly and looked at Guo Jing who was repeating his actions not far away.

With his eyesight, he can naturally see what kind of person Guo Jing is, so he doesn't need to worry too much about this.

"If you don't believe me, we can stay here for a while. Anyway, there are still a lot of delicacies that have not been tasted, right?"

"Yep."

At this moment Huang Rong smiled like a fox, "Senior, I don't know if I can practice that Beiming Divine Art."

Huang Rong has no shortage of cultivation skills, but her mind is unstable, it is difficult to persevere in cultivation, otherwise her strength will not be mediocre.

"No problem, you can practice if you want."

In the next period of time, Deng Xiao and the others were enjoying the delicious food while teaching Guo Jing and the others.

During this period, Hong Qigong was moved by Guo Jing's perseverance, accepted Guo Jing as his apprentice, and taught Guo Jing all the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

In addition, there is also the Bone Forging chapter in the Nine Yin Manual.

It can be said that Guo Jing now has the skills to fully utilize his inner strength.

After almost teaching, Deng Xiao and Lin Chaoying left, followed by Hong Qigong.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong continued to go south, but on the way south, Guo Jing was often pulled by Huang Rong to do some good deeds and improve his skills by the way.

"No! My inner strength! Let me go! You devil! You must die!"

In a cottage, a man cursed viciously and was shot dead with a single palm.

Huang Rong licked her lips with unfinished thoughts, with regret and satisfaction in her eyes, "I only have five years of internal strength, which is too little."

In order to improve their skills, they have traveled almost all over the north these days.

Although it took several months, the rewards were huge.

Both of them have reached the top level of cultivation now, and they are also top-notch existences in the Jianghu.

"Rong'er, isn't it good for us to do this?" Guo Jing looked at the bandit leader who was still staring at death with a tangled expression on his face.

"Brother Jing, what we are doing is to eliminate harm for the people. Killing one person can save dozens or hundreds of people, isn't it wrong? And if the other person dies and wastes his internal energy, it is better to give it to us. Only in this way can we have a greater The power helps other people. It’s a good thing when we do this!”

"Is that so?"

Even though it was not the first time hearing Huang Rong say this, Guo Jing still felt that something was wrong.

Seeing this, Huang Rong consoled her, "We've already walked around the north, so let's go to the south! There must be a lot of bad people there, and there are many oppressed civilians who need our help!"

Despite Huang Rong's deception, Guo Jing still chose to listen to Huang Rong's words.

On the way south, when the two passed by a small village, they saw an interesting scene.

A gray-haired old man was laughing and playing with a group of children.

The other party smiled happily and heartily, without any cover-up.

The two thought that the old man was the elder of one of the children, and they played together while their childlike innocence was still intact.

But when the two passed by, the old man suddenly appeared in front of them.

The two people today are no longer the two they were at the beginning, but they didn't realize how the old man with white hair and childlike face appeared in front of him.

"It's strange, there is such a deep inner strength at such a young age. It doesn't look like he has eaten some natural treasures, how weird!" The old man scratched his ears and muttered to himself, looking very tangled.

Huang Rong was startled and looked at the old man in front of her carefully, "I don't know your senior's name?"

The old man waved his hand indifferently, "Zhou Botong."

"The naughty boy Zhou Botong!"

Subconsciously exclaiming, Huang Rong understood why the other party saw the heresy between the two.

Their Beiming Divine Art came from Wang Chongyang, and Wang Chongyang was Zhou Botong's master, so it was normal for the other party to know.

"We practiced the Beiming Divine Art."

Now that she knew the old man's identity, Huang Rong didn't mind hiding it.

"Beiming Divine Art?! So that's how it is!" Zhou Botong was stunned and nodded, "It seems that you have met a master. Moreover, the master taught you the Beiming Divine Art, and he valued you very much! Even I didn't Be taught!"

Shaking his head in frustration, Zhou Botong became cheerful again, "Come on, you two will fight with me, let me see how powerful Beiming's magic is!"

"That's not good!"

After knowing Zhou Botong's identity, Guo Jing didn't want to make a move, because Beiming's magical skills were too domineering, and he didn't want to hurt the old man in front of him.

"Don't talk too much! Take action quickly!" Zhou Botong urged unhappily.

"Brother Jing, Senior Zhou is very strong. You don't have to worry about hurting him. It's us who should be careful."

"The little girl is right!"

Under Zhou Botong's urging and Huang Rong's bewitchment, Guo Jing took action.

Huang Rong has her own Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, and Zhou Botong is known as the number one in the world when Wang Chongyang and his wife are not around, so his strength is certainly strong.

Although she said so, she was confident in Beiming's magical skills.

She felt that if they could absorb some internal energy from Zhou Botong, their strength would definitely be improved.

Of course, she didn't mean to hurt Zhou Botong.

Unfortunately, her calculation was wrong.

The innate strength is very strong, even if Beiming's divine art is incomparably domineering, and the two of them cast it at the same time, even Zhou Botong was almost hit by it, but he was still knocked away.

Feeling the disappearance of nearly ten years of skill in his body, Zhou Botong didn't feel the slightest anger, but was very excited.

He hadn't met an opponent for a long time, let alone suffered a disadvantage in the match.

"Good! Good! With a hearty laugh, Zhou Botong was in a good mood. He looked at Guo Jing and the two of them, "You have been taught martial arts by your master, so we are also considered to be of the same generation.From now on, you can just call me Big Brother Zhou. Of course, as a big brother, I will naturally not let you suffer.Here I have the two-handed fighting and the 72-way Kongming boxing that I have created over the years, and I leave them to you.Of course, you also have to hand over your Beiming Divine Art to me. "

Although there are few opponents in the world due to his strength, Zhou Botong's love for martial arts has not changed much.

He knew that his master had many martial arts skills, but unfortunately, none of them were taught to him.

He also knew the master's intentions and didn't want to distract him.

The basic internal energy of the Quanzhen sect that he is currently practicing is not weaker than the Beiming divine art, and he has not cultivated to great success until now.

However, he just couldn't hold back his restless mind.

(End of this chapter)