[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

"You know all of these?"

Tan Zhaoli shook his head confidently: "No."

"Then you still say you want to teach me?"

"I don't know, someone will. If you want to learn, I will take you to the Peach Blossom Island library after a while, and you can learn by yourself."

This kind of teaching method is almost unheard of: "Can I learn like this?"

...Even if Huang Yaoshi is still alive, he still teaches this way, little girl, back then someone said that he wanted to teach him the supernatural powers of flicking fingers, but after he casually demonstrated it and threw him a volume of exercises, he patted his sleeves and left. Is it even more irresponsible than him?

Tan Zhao said inscrutablely: "That depends on your talent."

Yin Li looked at the other party suspiciously, and finally put his doubts into his stomach, Mo Shenggu is also a famous hero in the Jianghu for a long time, so he shouldn't come to deceive a little girl like her: "Then... what about martial arts? I want to learn kung fu!"

"Okay, so what do you want to learn?"

"what?"

"Peach Blossom Island has many kung fu, such as boxing kung fu, sword kung fu, and the supernatural powers you may have heard of, and the blue sea tide song. If Miss Yin was a child, she would try to learn all of them, but Miss Yin is now an adult. It's already grown up, so it's better to specialize in one method."

Tan Zhao just deliberately didn't add the option of martial arts. For one thing... Peach Blossom Island Kungfu is actually quite difficult to learn, and those with great lethality, such as the supernatural power of flicking the fingers, require sufficient internal strength to support them.It is not necessary to use the Bibo palm technique for beginners, but once you learn it, you will be fooled.

Seeing Yin Li's pensive expression, Tan Zhao continued: "Miss Yin, you need to understand what you need before you go to learn. I have to stay in Shaoshi Mountain for at least two days. If Miss Yin figured it out after two days Come and find me."

System: Look, look, look, look at you, finally a stupid bird bumps into you to be your apprentice, you don't want it yet!

[Who are you calling me a silly bird? ]

System: ...Okay, okay, I can barely believe you. Speaking of which, you liked Huang Yaoshi's cooking so much back then, so why didn't you choose culinary skills and choose snap of fingers?

Kitchen killer, understand?

System: Oh, by the way, for a while you clamored to learn from Siniang that you want to learn scallion oil noodles, and then...

Please don't mention it, still a good friend.

After one night, the distant bells rang to wake up the people in the Jianghu who were still sleeping. After eating the light vegetarian meal in Shaolin Temple, Tan Zhao was about to take the opportunity to slip away, but just as he arrived at the back door, he was blocked by Brother Xiaokuibao .

How should I put it, after someone guessed his identity, Tan Zhao felt a little embarrassed, but the shy sixth brother did not change at all: "Old Seven, where are you going? The conference will start soon."

"I won't go. If I go... I guess the conference won't be held again."

Yin Liting choked for a moment: "Then you are not allowed to run around, after the end, we will go back to Wudang together."

Tan Zhao almost swore to the sky that he would never run around, and Yin Liting called out Li Changkong, another disciple whose credit was overdrawn, and asked the two to supervise and improve each other.

Li Changkong: Uncle Sixth, I'm afraid!Please take it away!

"Xiao Zhangkong, don't you care about seeing Uncle Seven who fell in the hut?"

Seventh Master Uncle smiled kindly and kindly, the smile on his face was like a warm sun, but why did he have goosebumps all over his body: "Ahhh, Seventh Master Uncle, please listen to my explanation!"

"I'm not listening, talk, talk well, and you will be rewarded if you speak well."

"..." No, I don't want a reward, "Seventh Martial Uncle, you should punish me."

Poor little Changkong lowered his proud head, he thought Jianghu was an interesting and adventurous place, but who knew... this Jianghu is full of routines!Can't love anymore.

"Punish you? Ah, with your limbs hanging on the wheelchair, people say that Wudang abused my disciples after throwing it out! I really want to pry open your brain to see if the roads in it lead up and down! "

Tan Zhao has never seen such a person who can't tell lies, but he brought them into the thief boat, and he couldn't push them into the sea: "Yesterday, Uncle Seven taught you a lesson for the person who hurt you, are you happy?"

This thought jumped so fast that Li Changkong didn't understand: "Who? Who hurt me?"

The two small eyes blinked and were watery. Tan Zhao stretched out his arms and patted the man's shoulders: "Xiao Zhangkong, promise Seventh Master Uncle, when you are well, I will crack two more walnuts every morning, noon and night, okay?"

"Why, why?"

System: Host, I'm afraid the brain is broken, right?

Tan Zhao rested his chin to study, and nodded heavily: "This is punishment, do you hear?"

It's just walnuts, Li Changkong immediately said: "Yes, this disciple respectfully obeys the teachings of the Seventh Master Uncle."

This serious and obedient appearance was quite amusing, Tan Zhao then talked about Yuanzhen, Li Changkong had been a melon-eating crowd for a whole day yesterday, and he never thought that... the people inside had something to do with him.

"So that's the case, Chang Kong knows about it. Why does Master Master have such an expression?"

That's not because of you, Tan Zhao leaned back: "Because the uncle is a little curious."

"Curious what?"

"Xiao Changkong has such a good temper, if he wants to go out into the rivers and lakes alone, he will be bullied to death!"

Who knew that Zhichangzi reacted particularly quickly this time, with a kind of bewildered and proud smile on his face: "I'm not afraid of the sky, with Uncle Seven covering the sky, others dare not bully me!"

"...Only you are clever." But it was obvious that someone was pleased by this answer.

System: Hong Hong, pride makes people lag behind, understand?

[I do not need it, thank you. ]

Just when I had time, Tan Zhao simply taught the Nine Yin Manual, and Li Changkong had already recited them all. Now I just try to see if I can get started, starting with the chapter on healing. come back.

"Seventh Master Uncle, is that so?"

"...Shangkong, if someone says that your talent is mediocre, poor, or mediocre, tell Uncle Seven, and Uncle Seven promises not to beat him to death."

How can this be called genius!This is simply a good seed born to learn the Nine Yin Scriptures. The reason for not recognizing the formula of longevity is definitely because the major is not correct.

Xiao Qiyi couldn't be happy to hear that, so she tried her best to act like a monster on her arm, and then...

"Seventh Master Uncle, that... your arm..."

Li Changkong swears, he really endured it for a long time before he said it, not to mention that his conscience would hurt!It hurts!

"What happened to the arm? It's fine~"

I'm still dancing now!Can you stop saying it in such a flat tone!

"Okay, okay, it seems that the smart and witty Xiaochangkong can't be fooled anymore." He couldn't complain, so Xiaochangkong chose to remain silent, and then he saw Uncle Qi unbutton his bundled sleeves. ... The cloth ball flew towards him crookedly, huh?Kind of cute.

"Master, master, uncle! What is this!"

"Well, it's called Xiao Qi. It likes you very much, so it came out to play with you. Don't be afraid." This lie came out of nowhere.

"Yes, is it?" Then why did the cloth ball hit him in the face!It hurts!

"Yeah, that's his way of expressing affection."

Then Xiao Changkong believed it, believed it.

Tan Zhao: ...It's not easy for this child to grow up to this day!

"Bang bang bang—uncle Seventh, something is wrong, senior brother is injured, senior brother six asked me to invite you over!" Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, Tan Zhao opened the door and looked , is a little boy who often follows Song Yuanqiao.

"You stay and take care of your senior brother Chang Kong."

"Yes, Uncle Seven."

When Tan Zhao rushed all the way to the meeting site, the disciples of the Wudang faction saw him as if they had met the backbone. He saw Yin Liting sitting on a chair, his blood was obviously a little unstable: "What's going on? It doesn't mean that Wudang didn't participate. Competing?"

He thought Wudang was just here to fill up the number of people, who knows how long it will be.

"It's okay, Old Seven, leave me alone and go read Qingshu."

Song Qingshu?What happened to Song Qingshu, Tan Zhao realized that the big brother was not there, he searched around, and then saw a father and son in the open space next to the arena, and when he walked over, Song Qingshu vomited a mouthful of dirty blood Seeing that he was about to die, Song Yuanqiao was very emotional holding his son.

Hey, what is it all about: "Brother, there is still help, hurry up."

When the palm of the chest is full of nine-yin white bone claws, it is full of skill, and it is thanks to Tan Zhao who came quickly to save a life, otherwise, waiting for the toxin to flow to the heart, the person will almost be gone.

After Tan Zhao finished his work, his face was also a little tired, but people who were not familiar with him could not tell it: "Brother, you are also injured, hurry up and bandage it."

"Old Seven, thanks to you."

In fact, to be honest, he doesn't have to save him. Song Qingshu can also be regarded as the murderer who killed Mo Shenggu. According to his principle of doing things, it's good to take revenge without fueling the flames. How could he save the people who killed him.But Yuanshen didn't think so, he never blamed Song Qingshu until his death, he always believed that the nephew whom he saw growing up since childhood was not a crazy bad person.

Probably people with hope in their hearts see beautiful things in their eyes.

That being the case, why didn't he fulfill the original owner?

"It's alright, it's a job."

After calming down for a while, he learned from other Wudang disciples what happened just now. Song Qingshu's life was in danger to defend Song Yuanqiao.

"So, the head of Emei Zhou is the final winner of this conference?"

"That's not true. After noon break, if the head of Ruo Zhou defeated the leader of the Mingjiao sect."

Tan Zhao: ...It's worthless, why don't you go back to the mountain early?Speaking of Yang Bing, didn't he say that he wanted to beat him in the place where he was most proud?

He just thought about it casually, and Yang Bingren... fell from the sky.