Martial arts, start by picking up Huang Rong as a cook

More porridge and less monks are vividly revealed in the Song Dynasty.

However, at this moment, the Quanzhen Sect was on the martial arts field in front of the Shangqing Hall.

Hundreds of disciples gathered, each standing with a long sword in hand.

Wearing a Taoist robe, a long sword, and the place around the Quanzhen Sect looking to join the cloud actually made those disciples who originally looked like ordinary disciples feel a bit out of the world.

In addition to the hundreds of disciples around, in front of the Taiqing Hall, there were seven middle-aged men also dressed in Taoist robes.

It's just that compared to other disciples, the service on these seven people is a bit more beautiful.

And the temperament is more outstanding.

It is the second-generation disciple of Quanzhen Sect, and there are many famous Quanzhen Seven Sons in the Song Dynasty.

Before the Quanzhen Seven Sons, a middle-aged man was particularly noticeable.

The man is very tall, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and with that neat black and white robe, he has an extraordinary bearing.

It is Wang Chongyang, who is on the list of Bai Xiaosheng, who is known as one of the five musts in the Song Dynasty.

After watching Zhou Botong, who was beside Wang Chongyang, Wang Chongyang turned to look at Huang Laoxie, who was clasping Zhou Botong's neck with one hand.

After pondering for a while, Wang Chongyang said, "I haven't seen each other for many years, and when I never wanted to meet again, I would actually start with Brother Yao in this situation..."

While speaking, Wang Chongyang's voice was slow and slow, with a bit of bearing in it.

Facing what Wang Chongyang said, Huang Laoxie's voice was also a little sigh.

"Yes! I didn't expect that after 17 years of separation, the reunion would be in your Quanzhen sect, but it's a pity that things are different."

Regarding this, Wang Chongyang asked after a short pause: "It seems that Brother Yao is still brooding about the "Nine Yin Manual" 17 years ago."

Hearing this, Huang Laoxie snorted coldly, and said with a bit of disdain in his voice: "My Huang Yaoshi has always kept his word, but I lost to you by one move in chess.

"The real work of the Nine Yin Classics falls on your head, Wang Chongyang, and naturally he will not regret it, but..."

Speaking of this, Huang Laoxie suddenly spoke up.

The next second, along with two strands of True Qi burst out from Huang Laoxie's hands and landed on Zhou Botong's back knee.

The condensed infuriating impact directly caused Zhou Botong to bend his legs and fell to his knees.

At the same time, Huang Laoxie's voice was also slightly cold: "Wang Chongyang, I respect that you used to be an anti-Yuan hero, so after the last time Huashan discussed the sword, I have no complaints after the "Jiuyin Zhenjing" was taken away by you."

"But my wife wrote the "Jiuyin Zhenjing" by dictation from her own memory, which is another matter."

"But just because Zhou Botong knew that I still had the "Jiuyin Zhenjing" in my hand, he came uninvited and encouraged my two rebels to take away the half-step scripture, destroying the half-step scripture."

"It caused my wife to die because she had to rewrite the "Jiuyin Zhenjing" by dictation just before giving birth."

"Do you, Wang Chongyang, recognize this matter or not?"

Hearing what Huang Laoxie said, Wang Chongyang pondered for a few breaths and then sighed: "Brother Yao, you also know that Botong is naturally stubborn."

"At the beginning, I didn't know much about Mrs. Zun. I thought that after Huashan discussed the sword, you would go to Peach Blossom Island on your own due to cheating."

But before Wang Chongyang finished speaking, Huang Laoxie sneered: "So because of a sentence that is inherently naughty, do you want to give up on this matter?"

Regarding this, Wang Chongyang sighed and said: "In the past 17 years, there has been no news of Botong in the Jianghu. Presumably he was imprisoned by Brother Yao for 17 years."

"It's already like this, Brother Yao hasn't said this yet?"

Huang Laoxie said with cold eyes: "17 years? Let alone one 17 years, even if it is ten or hundreds of 17 years, can I get my wife back?"

Wang Chongyang opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

After a while, Wang Chongyang said, "What do you want, Brother Yao?"

Huang Laoxie opened his mouth and said: "My request is very simple. My wife died because of this "Jiuyin Zhenjing", and I will burn the full version of the "Jiuyin Zhenjing" in front of her grave."

Facing the two conditions given by Huang Laoxie, Wang Chongyang has not yet opened his mouth, Qiu Chuji, who has entered the early stage of the Xiantian Realm among the seven Quanzhen sons, sneered: "What I have said is for the sake of my Quanzhen Sect's "Nine Yin Truth". That's it."

"Ok?"

Hearing this sudden voice, Huang Laoxie frowned.

At the same time as the right hand is raised, the zhenqi in the dantian is first transported to the giant bone point on the shoulder, then to the Tianjing point of the elbow, and then to the Yangchi point of the wrist.

After that, Yang Huo, Yanggu and other acupoints quickly passed by and gathered on Huang Laoxie's fingers and were ejected between his fingers.

Immediately, a special energy wrapped in condensed infuriating energy suddenly skipped the air and headed straight for Qiu Chuji.

Although the shape of the energy emitted by Huang Laoxie's fingers is small, the sound of breaking through the air is unusually loud.

And the speed is so fast, how can a martial artist like Qiu Chuji, who is not in the innate realm, be able to react?

Seeing that this energy was about to fall over several dozen meters onto Qiu Chuji's body.

A wide robe cuff suddenly swept from the side.

It seems like a random sweep, but the true energy is condensed and not scattered.

However, just when the cuff was in front of Qiu Chu's body, the moment when Huang Laoxie's energy from "Finger-Finger Magic" touched the cuff of the Taoist robe.

A ray of special energy full of sharpness suddenly burst out from this energy.

Then, under the strength, infuriating energy and special energy, Wang Chongyang's infuriating energy condensed on the sleeve robe was quickly pulled apart and pierced.

"artistic conception?"

Taking this scene into his eyes, Wang Chongyang's expression changed slightly.

Then, the arms standing in the air swayed gently, and under the more turbulent infuriating energy, the palms quickly patted the energy emitted by this "Finger-Finger Divine Ability".

Accompanied by the contact of the palms, an obvious wave suddenly came from under Wang Chongyang's palm.

Under the aftermath of this energy, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face flushed slightly, obviously suffering from a little emotional intelligence.

Qiu Chuji's face was full of astonishment.

Obviously didn't expect that this aftermath alone would be enough to hurt him.

Wang Chongyang's eyes also showed surprise when he successfully stopped Huang Laoxie's finger strength.

When his eyes fell on Huang Laoxie, Wang Chongyang sighed: "Brother Yao is really talented. I haven't seen him for many years, and I never thought that I could actually understand the mood."

Huang Laoxie said coldly: "Compared to my side, Chongyang brother, your cultivator's ability is more brilliant, but in the early days of Xiantian realm, you dare to directly intervene in my conversation with you."

In this regard, Wang Chongyang glanced at Qiu Chuji with a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

Think back to your own teaching.

Although relying on himself to enter the first-class forces in the Song Dynasty.

But after himself, although Zhou Botong has entered the master realm, the future of heaven and human realm can be expected.

But he was just as naughty as a child.

As for his seven disciples, although their talents are good, their xinxing is too poor and their understanding is insufficient.

As a result, it is only the cultivation of the innate realm now.

But now is obviously not the time to think about the reasons for his Quanzhen Sect. After suppressing the sadness in his heart, Wang Chongyang looked at Huang Laoxie.

After pondering for a while, Wang Chongyang said: "Although Botong made a mistake first, he has been imprisoned by Brother Yao for 17 years, which is not too bad!"

"As for the "Jiuyin Zhenjing", it is difficult for the poor to obey."

In this regard, Huang Laoxie sneered: "It seems that you want to use the "Jiuyin Zhenjing" as a unique martial art of your Quanzhen Sect."

Hearing this, Wang Chongyang did not directly admit it, but did not directly refute it, but acquiesced.

A heaven-rank martial art, even if it is a low-rank heaven-rank martial art, is self-evident for a sect.

In addition to the exercises, there are a lot of martial arts in this "Jiuyin Zhenjing".

There are "Jiuyin Zhenjing" and "Xiantian Gong" that Wang Chongyang himself reached the top grade as inheritance.

This Quanzhen sect has its foundation.

Even after Wang Chongyang himself became ancient for hundreds of years, the Quanzhen Sect can be proudly passed on.

Therefore, the importance of Jiuyin Zhenjing to Quanzhen religion is self-evident.

Taking Wang Chongyang's reaction into his eyes, Huang Laoxie said with a slightly gloomy expression, "¨"It seems that today's matter can't be discussed."

Wang Chongyang sighed and said: "Brother Yao, the deceased is already dead. If Madam Zun is still alive, you would not want to see Brother Yao go astray now. Why should Brother Yao be so brooding?"

Seeing this, Huang Laoxie didn't bother to say any more.

He raised his hand and tapped Zhou Botong's acupuncture point. The moment Zhou Botong's mouth opened, he put a pill into Zhou Botong's mouth and tapped Zhou Botong's acupoint again.

"What did you feed your uncle?"

Taking this scene into the eyes, all the seven Quanzhen sons in the Quanzhen Sect looked anxious.

But Huang Laoxie ignored the reaction of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and looked at Wang Chongyang quietly.

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang, who also had a bit of anger in his eyes, took a deep breath, and his true energy began to flow from his dantian again.

After a few breaths, as the infuriating energy in the two of them traveled around the body, whether it was Huang Laoxie or Wang Chongyang, the fighting intent in their eyes gradually became stronger.

However, just when the two of them were about to start, the infuriating fluctuations of several heavens and humans quickly rose from a distance and approached.

And among these real qi fluctuations, five of them are all fluctuations of cultivation realm belonging to the realm of heaven and man.

The remaining one is the true qi fluctuation that belongs to the master realm.

Five people in the Heaven and Human Realm, and not all of them are in the early days of the Heaven and Human Realm.

Such a lineup made Wang Chongyang, Qiu Chuji and others think of "Shaolin" at the first thought.

On the other hand, Huang Laoxie also changed his expression slightly when he felt the fluctuations of these infuriating qi.

The expression was a little more unnatural.

However, it is just behind Zhongnan Mountain.

In a place that looked like a mausoleum, a woman in her forties also sensed something was wrong, and her eyes suddenly turned to the direction of Quanzhen Sect.

While her thoughts were floating, the woman's figure flickered, and she quickly rushed out of the mausoleum by running her body technique.

Almost when a few people noticed the fluctuations of these true qi, there was only one breath before and after, and several figures flew into the air step by step while raising their feet until they were in the Quanzhen sect.

When they saw the faces of one man and five women, the sight of the hundreds of disciples in the All God Sect was stagnant.

When their eyes fell on the girls, their eyes swayed slightly.

In the eyes of many disciples, there is a faint obsession.

When she stabilized her figure, Huang Rong's eyes were locked on Huang Laoxie in the martial arts field almost immediately.

"Daddy!"

Accompanied by a playful and surprising voice exit.

Huang Rong's figure flickered, and she instantly appeared beside Huang Laoxie as if shrinking into an inch.

And hearing Huang Rong's name, the Quanzhen Sect's expression changed.

Even Wang Chongyang's expression was moved when his eyes fell on Huang Rong, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Her eyes quickly swept across Huang Laoxie's body, and after confirming that Huang Laoxie was safe at the moment, the relieved Huang Rong's eyes suddenly filled with resentment.

"Dad, you've changed, you wouldn't leave without saying goodbye like this before."

And being watched by Huang Rong like this, Huang Laoxie couldn't bear it.

He wanted to speak softly, but considering so many people around, it was a little hard to say.

Feeling a little embarrassed.

After a while, Huang Laoxie maintained his aloof temperament and said solemnly: "Rong'er, don't make trouble, Daddy is doing business."

Huang Rong curled her lips in disdain and said, "Isn't it the "Jiuyin Zhenjing"? You can say it and we can come together. Why do you have to risk your life alone?"

When Huang Rong said this, Huang Laoxie snorted coldly: "It's just Quanzhen Sect, how can you talk about risking your life?"

Looking at Huang Laoxie's stubborn attitude to maintain his image of an expert, Huang Rong's eyes showed disgust.

But considering so many people around, it didn't continue.

Instead, he said to Huang Laoxie, "Then go ahead!"

After speaking, Huang Rong walked towards Li Changan with her hands behind her back.

His eyes slowly extended to Li Changan along Huang Rong's side.