What Xie Zhongying yearns for more is undoubtedly the immortal art of soaring into the clouds and driving the mist, and calling for wind and rain.
When he heard that Xie Duanyang taught him only martial arts, a trace of disappointment inevitably appeared in his eyes.
But after all, he is not a ungrateful playboy, and his face never showed it at all.
He immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed to Xie Duanyang.
It's just that he can't move even a little bit.
"You and I are not masters and disciples. I am just teaching you some gadgets at will. Please don't bow easily."
Xie Duanyang spoke calmly and released his hold on Xie Zhongying.
He swept to the center of the courtyard in one step, opened up his posture, and drilled the thirty-six "Hunyuan Hands" one by one.
I saw him raising his hands, and when his fingers opened and closed, a stream of true energy naturally emerged, spinning endlessly between the palms of his fingers, faintly turning into a vortex,
Xie Duanyang secretly stimulates Qi, and the power of vortex absorption immediately increases greatly.
Just waving gently, strong wind swept all around, the branches and leaves rustled, it was a scene of flying sand and rocks.
The dust on the ground took the opportunity and was thrown into it, turning into tornadoes that were as long as a foot or as thick as an arm, circling and flying around the body.
"Go!"
Xie Duanyang whipped it hard, and the tornado hit the ground, creating a big crater.
But he didn't stop and used his strength again.
"Out!"
Xie Duanyang shouted in a low voice, and four feet away, from the well platform made of green bricks, a water dragon as thick as a bucket rose into the sky!
"I have already practiced the moves. Next, you should carefully write down the mental formulas. This is the key."
After dispersing the strength of his palm and letting the water dragon collapse in the air and return to the well, Xie Duanyang clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly.
And Xie Zhongying, who was disappointed just now because he missed the magic spell from the Xian family, was already dumbfounded.
Although the Qixuan Sect was so depressed that they were expelled from Jingzhou Prefecture, they could only fight with the Wild Wolf Gang in a remote place.
However, "Master Qi Jue" was the figure who dominated Jingzhou for decades at that time, even compared with Mo Juren and Ouyang Feitian.
As one of the seven skills in his life, the "Hunyuan Shou" is so powerful that Xie Duanyang, who is not from a small gang like the "Siping Gang", can imagine that,
Feeling the changes in Xie Zhongying's attitude and emotions, Xie Duanyang smiled slightly.
Xie Chao sent the two juniors over with more or less ideas.
In this case, I simply give some benefits to this junior directly, and save them from thinking about what they have and what they don’t have every day.
With Xie Zhongying memorizing and memorizing the inner teachings there, Xie Duanyang returned to the tunnel with his head held high.
This time, he will directly connect the tunnel to the bottom of the house, and then cover up the original entrance again.
Otherwise, it would always be troublesome to be so obviously exposed.
Especially when there are uninvited guests from time to time.
Late at night.
Xie Duanyang's ears moved slightly, ending his exercise.
"The moon and stars are sparse, and the state of mind is pure, which is suitable for killing people."
Xie Duanyang stood up straight and walked out of the room with a loud voice.
Qia Qia saw six or seven masked men in black of various shapes climbing over the wall from all directions and approaching the main room in unison.
Without thinking too much, Xie Duanyang knew that they must be from the "Iron Fist Club" and the "Poison Dragon Gang", these gangs have conflicts of interest with the "Siping Gang".
Xie Chao sent him here with great fanfare today, and he couldn't hide it from interested people. It was normal for someone to come over at night to explore the bottom.
Everyone here today has heard of Xie Duanyang’s story of joining a gang alone.
Seeing that he was alone, the others, instead of taking advantage of the situation and attacking him, instinctively took a few steps back.
"No, this person has been prepared early. Everyone, be careful and come shoulder to shoulder!"
An old voice sounded, and immediately, a man in black raised his hands, and dozens of stars flew out, covering Xie Duanyang's body.
The hidden weapon shone with a faint blue light in the moonlight, obviously containing highly toxic substances.
After releasing the concealed weapon, the man in black paused with both feet, but then swept back.
They came here today just to confirm whether Xie Duanyang killed the man from Chongshan Mountain that day.
Or Xie Chao randomly found someone to pretend to be a bluff.
If it is true, even if several people work together, they will have to pay the price of more than half of the casualties to get rid of Xie Duanyang.
What's more, they are from different origins and even the same opposing gangs.
He is not the only one who thinks this way, most of the others think the same way. He will distance himself with a feint, ready to run away if the situation turns bad.
"It's too late."
Xie Duanyang sneered, ignoring the hidden weapons, and just shook his body.
Immediately, eight or nine figures separated and started to kill these people.
Swords broke through the wind, tendons were broken, and bones were broken. The screams and wails instantly resounded in the courtyard, waking up the Xie family brothers and sisters who had already fallen asleep.
"After today, we should be able to calm down for a while."
Several figures came together to reveal Xie Duanyang again.
Not to mention any wounds on his body, he didn’t even have trouble breathing.
On the contrary, none of the seven men in black escaped. They were lying on the ground in a mess, without any breath.
"Xie Zhongying, come out and wash the floor."
After shouting the last sentence, Xie Duanyang walked into the house with three corpses in his left hand and four in his right hand, opened the tunnel, lifted the coffin board, and raised the armored corpse.
Just pick an unlucky guy and pour your magic into it without any reservation.
The two elements of metal and fire have extremely considerable killing power against flesh and blood.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the body was already ruined and shapeless. Only a fist-sized blood mass was forced out of the body and suspended in the air.
Injecting this mass of essence and blood into corpse A, Zhao Changsheng threw the corpse away and grabbed another one.
Until all seven corpses are used up.
There were only two of them, and they were absorbed by the man in yellow who was sacrificed using ordinary corpse refining methods.
The essence and blood of the remaining five people were all swallowed up by the big Han armored corpse with earth-moving skills.
Although these people are not practitioners, they are also successful in martial arts, and their qi and blood are strong and strong.
After swallowing this essence and blood, the hostility of the thick-earth armored corpse suddenly increased several times, exuding a cold and forbidding aura.
Of course, this is not enough to excite Xie Duanyang.
When stimulated by the blood of a living person, the armored corpse disappeared with its soul, and the remaining spiritual power scattered into the meridians and organs suddenly came alive and condensed, giving it the unique spiritual power fluctuations of monks.
As soon as the spiritual power was completed, the "Thick Earth Armor Corpse Art" that Zhao Changsheng had driven into the armored corpse began to operate again, actively absorbing the surrounding earth energy and yin energy.
Although it is much slower than a monk taking the initiative to practice, it is because this big man practiced earth walking skills before he was alive, and there is still a lot of spiritual power left in his body.
Entry into the country is much faster than Xie Duanyang.
"It seems that it takes at most three years to recover the mana of the sixth or seventh level of Qi training.
As for the back, this ordinary place cannot afford it."
Xie Duanyang used the Taixu Mirror to calculate the progress of the corpse, and Xie Duanyang came up with the answer.
Of course, if there are other opportunities for the armored corpse, such as suitable spiritual materials or the blood essence and spiritual power of other monks, it is not impossible to go further.
"Three years, that's about it."
After recalling and calculating the plot in his mind, Xie Duanyang sent the armored corpse into the coffin, thinking without sadness or joy.
This chapter has been completed!